Great Ming: I, Zhu Di, Declare My Intentions to Seize the Throne from the Start!

As the boat passed the iron bridge, Fang Xiaoru couldn't help but turned around and looked up.

He really couldn't understand it.

On the iron bridge, how are the thick iron parts with special shapes and grooves that can be several feet long made?

Isn’t it a waste of time and money?

But why did the news brought back by Jin Yiwei never contain any content about the complaints and complaints of the people under the rule of King Yan?

Some of them are just how the people of Yan Fan betrayed their ancestors and abandoned their clan.

He left Ming Dynasty for just a few years.

Many people no longer want to be common people in the Ming Dynasty.

"Master Fang, look!"

Yang Rong exclaimed, Fang Xiaoru heard the sound, turned around, and looked in the direction of Yang Rong's finger...

It was a seaport wharf where merchant ships unloaded their cargo.

On the pier, there are huge iron shelves standing in line.

Merchant ships arriving one after another carrying goods, or leaving with goods, sailed into the berths under the iron frame.

Pieces of heavy goods are hoisted by gantry or loaded from the dock to the ship.

Or unloaded from the ship to the dock.

The cheerful whistles and shouts of the dock workers, and the horn of the shipowner about to leave his post, resounded throughout the dock.

Fang Xiaoru observed and shifted his gaze diagonally across from the pier, towards the deep south of the bay.

In the sea water, there is an extremely tall and extremely large cement pillar.

A tower is built directly on concrete pillars.

It can be seen that there is a soldier carrying a fire blunderbuss on his back. The blunderbuss and sword are shining brightly in the bright sunshine. The soldier stands upright. Even from a distance, it seems that the forced pressure from this soldier can be clearly felt.

Behind this tower that stands two or three feet high in the water, there are many naval warships.

Cannons protruded from their firing ports.

All pointed outside.

He should be guarding the naval camp behind him all the time, right?

You can see the soldiers on the warship walking around, seemingly cleaning the warship.

Yanfan's naval uniforms changed.

The split style still continues, and the style should be the same as before. The distance is too far to observe the details.

But the color has been changed from the previous black military uniform to white.

In the southern part of the bay, it was very quiet, except for billows of thick smoke rising into the sky.

The DPRK has received news.

Manila Bay…

No, it should be called Yanjing Bay now. The south is completely an industrial area.

It covers a huge area of ​​30,000 acres!

Before the news came back to the DPRK and China, many people still didn't believe it.

After all, thirty thousand acres is too big.

How many workshops and factories must be accommodated?

The imperial court's Jinling Industrial Zone originally opened up 100 acres of land, but it has just been used up.

Moreover, as the army of millions is gradually reorganized, the required muskets and artillery have been installed.

The imperial court suddenly discovered that the Fire Gun Factory and Artillery Factory, which had been expanded in recent years, were facing a situation where they had nothing to do.

With tens of thousands of craftsmen, they can't continue to make guns and artillery, right?

Even if production continues, only part of the production capacity needs to be retained to supplement the losses caused by training and combat.

Such a large production capacity has nowhere to go!

On the other hand, look at Yan Fan.

The industrial zone covers an area of ​​30,000 acres!

How many factories are there!

He couldn't wait to see it.

Ding ding ding…

The copper bell on the ship suddenly rang.

The owner of the Fujian maritime merchant ship they were on came out, clasped his fists and said, "Master Fang, we have arrived. His Royal Highness the Palace of King Yan is in that direction..."

Fang Xiaoru looked in the direction of the shipowner's finger.

After confirming, he cupped his fists and said thank you: "Thank you Captain Zhao."

"Where there."

After the two parties exchanged greetings, Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong returned to the cabin. When they came out again, each of them was holding a bamboo suitcase in their hands.

The portable handle is made of two pieces of sheepskin that have been tanned.

This kind of luggage was also passed down from Yan Fan.

Very popular with people who travel frequently.

It can hold clothes, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, books, and a small box, which can meet almost all the supplies needed for daily travel.

It can hold more than a baggage, is more convenient to use, and is beautiful and nice-looking.

After it was spread back to the Central Plains, Central Plains merchants discovered business opportunities.

Craftsmen who are good at weaving bambooware have been invited to imitate them.

Knitting is easy.

But it got stuck on the handle of the box and the leather binding on the folio.

For the leather in these two places, merchants in the Ming Dynasty hired many craftsmen to try to decipher these details and the production process of sheepskin tanning.

But still can't get it right.

Ming merchants imitated several details made of sheepskin, which were neither beautiful nor durable.

Switching to cowhide can achieve the beauty and durability of Yanfan suitcases.

But the cost of cowhide is too high.

The imperial court prohibited the killing of cattle.

And every piece of cowhide is a valuable military material.

How could it be possible to allow merchants to make boxes cheaply?

As a result, the imitating businessmen in the Central Plains could only make semi-finished products. After weaving the bamboo woven parts of the boxes, they sold them to Yan Fan. Yan Fan used the sheepskin tanning technology he had mastered to complete the last few processes.

Finally sold back to the court.

It is said that the factories doing this in Yan Fan do the least work, but the profits they can earn are several times that of merchants in the Central Plains!

A small bamboo suitcase can make such a big difference.

In fact, many people in the court should have seen clearly.

But everyone talks about the Kingdom of Heaven every day, but they just turn a blind eye to it and pretend to be deaf and dumb!

Moreover, in recent years, the voices of the Heavenly Kingdom have become more and more numerous.

ridiculous!

sad!

What a shame!

In fact, many people talk about the Kingdom of Heaven every day, which is obviously because they are not confident!

…

Fang Xiaoru was immersed in his thoughts, drifting in and out of the bustling crowd at the pier.

It wasn't until they were very far away that the crowds of people suddenly dispersed from all directions.

Ding ding ding!

"Give in, give in!"

A peculiar carriage, with the driver sitting in front, pulling the bell hanging on the side of the carriage, passed by, interrupting Fang Xiaoru's thoughts.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the carriage stopped a few steps to the left.

He knows about glass.

The merchants of Yan Fan had already passed glass products back to the Ming Dynasty.

However, this was the first time he had seen glass installed on a carriage, and it seemed that a lot of iron was used in this carriage!

The wheel hubs are all made of iron, and the outside is covered with something dark, I don't know what it is.

The coachman got out of the car and opened the door with a polite smile: "Sir, madam, we've arrived at the dock. The total fare is five copper coins."

One man and one woman came down one after another.

Men wear separate new style clothes.

The woman also wore separate clothes, with a pair of boots tying up her trouser legs, almost reaching her knees.

Gray pants, gray vest underneath, and a white shirt with a large collar.

Look no further!

Fang Xiaoru muttered something silently and turned his attention to the man who was about the same age as him.

The woman handed a suitcase into the man's hands and whispered, "When we go back this time, please mobilize your parents to come under the prince's rule. Although the Central Plains is your homeland, in terms of convenience and other aspects, it is not as good as our Yan Fan. You are about to finish your education work in the village school, and the prince is going to promote you. In order to return to the Ming Dynasty, this hair has not been cut. This time when you come back with your parents, you should cut it. Although the prince has not given an order, Yan Fan officials Everyone needs to cut their hair, but this is already a general trend. You officials must take the lead for the people, and it may also affect your career..."

"Okay, actually I've wanted to cut my hair for a long time, but it's too inconvenient to take care of it. When I see other people having their hair cut, they just wash it in cold water when the weather is hot. I feel envious. It's not that my parents are still in the Central Plains. I have to go back. This time I will definitely mobilize my parents to move here. It would be great if Taishan could also move here. You don’t have to worry about it..."

Eight hundred children!

After hearing the conversation between the couple, Fang Xiaoru knew that this man was most likely one of the 800 children who followed King Yan to the sea.

It is reported that all the original 800 children were sent to village schools for education.

Now it seems that he is about to be promoted.

At the same time, it also means that more knowledgeable people under King Yan will go to the countryside to engage in education.

It would be impossible for Yan Fan to cultivate so many talents in five or six years.

There is a high probability that many scholars came from the Central Plains.

The scholars of Ming Dynasty may not leave Ming Dynasty.

After all, passing the examination as a scholar is equivalent to stepping into officialdom and already having political preferential treatment.

When the Yan Dynasty arrived, they did not recognize the Ming Dynasty's reputation as a scholar.

Not to mention political preferential treatment.

Few scholars were willing to come to Yan Fan, but there should be quite a few children and academicians with mediocre imperial examination abilities who smuggled themselves into the reign of King Yan.

"Sir, do you want to take a ride?"

The polite inquiry coming from beside him interrupted Fang Xiaoru's thoughts again.

Fang Xiaoru shook his head.

what happened to him.

Ever since I entered Yanjing Bay, I couldn't help but be lost in thought.

Look at the speaker.

The coachman said with a smile: "Sir, young master, my carriage is very clean, and it is newly bought. It seems that you two have just moved from our Ming Dynasty. If you two nobles don't have relatives to pick you up, I will take them around our Yan." Beijing, we have many interesting places to see and do in Yanjing, such as the Central Garden, the Zoo, and the Grand Theater. It’s almost evening and work is about to end, and the food street is very lively!”

Fang Xiaoru looked in the direction of the driver's finger.

It was the same carriage as the carriage that the talking couple was riding next to.

The carriage has gone.

I guess like this coachman, he specializes in carrying people.

There are also such coachmen in the Central Plains.

It's just that the carriage is different from Yan Fan's carriage.

Fang Xiaoru said with a smile: "How do you judge, uncle? We come from the Central Plains, why can't we come from Dongfan?"

"Impossible!" the coachman said with a smile: "You two nobles didn't get a haircut, and your clothes are not our Yan Fan's new clothes. It's just that you didn't cut your hair. There are many people in Yan Fan who don't work in factories. Some people are nostalgic for the past. I haven’t cut it yet, but in our Yan Fan, except for major festivals, everyone wears this new style of clothes at other times because it is convenient and makes work easier.”

Fang Xiaoru smiled and looked at Yang Rong, "Let's go for a walk first?"

Yang Rong pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and nodded with a smile.

The two got into the carriage.

The coachman sat in the front of the carriage, holding the horse's reins, turned his head, opened the small glass window behind him, and said enthusiastically: "Two noble ladies, if you need something, just open this small window and tell me, if you feel it's stuffy in the car, , there is a small iron handle on the glass window next to it. Push and pull it backward to open the window."

Fang Xiaoru followed the direction of the driver's finger, grasped the small iron hook, and pulled it gently, and the window opened.

The surprise in his eyes flashed away, and he asked with a curious smile: "Uncle, the glass is so brittle, how do you drill holes in this glass and install push-pull handles?"

Just making a hole in a piece of fragile glass is enough to show Yan Fan's skills!

"You really asked the right person. Before I bought this carriage, I was working as an employee in a glass factory. This hole was not drilled. The glass solution flowed out of the blast furnace and flowed into the glass mold. There is a small pillar on the mold. , after the glass solution solidifies and is removed from the mold, this small hole will be left. My lord, let’s set off. The two lords have come from afar and must be hungry. I will take you to the food court near the Century Bridge to eat first. The food here is authentic and cheap. The favorite place for workers after work is the food street..."

"Okay! Let's go to the food court you mentioned." Faced with the coachman's inquiry, Fang Xiaoru agreed with a smile.

There must be more high-end wine shops here.

He is not particular about food.

Moreover, he wanted to sit among the workers in Yanfan Factory and listen to what the workers were talking about.

Only in this way can we see the truest state of the people at the bottom!

…

The food street is at the north end of the Century Bridge, on both sides of the wide street.

When Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong arrived.

The workers in Wuyangyang happened to come from work in the industrial zone on the south bank.

Crowded into one stall after another.

"Old Wang, it's still the same as the third child, a stack of beans cooked in cold water, a spicy pork offal pot for each person, a bowl of rice, and two taels of corn wine!"

"okay!"

…

All kinds of shouts suddenly sounded in the mixed fragrance.

Fang Xiaoru took Yang Rong down from the carriage and handed the driver a silver coin.

The imperial court received many of these exquisite silver and gold coins from trade with the King of Yan and the Yan Fan. This kind of money was very popular among the people of the Central Plains.

A silver coin is exactly one tael.

In the Central Plains, both rich and common people like to store this kind of silver and gold coins.

When merchants sell things, if they pay with these silver coins or gold coins, they can also give them a small bonus or a small discount.

This kind of coin is also called "Yanyuan" by everyone in the Central Plains.

Many people who did not want the people of the Central Plains to think of King Yan again and who hated King Yan collected such coins while boycotting them in a high-sounding manner.

In the past year, North Korea and China have been noisy in promoting currency reform.

Get this kind of coin too.

The imperial court had already mastered the water hammering technology used to make such coins.

But the coins were neither too much nor too little, and the court could not produce the molds for just one tael.

Without him, the court's measurement accuracy was insufficient.

We have to copy the set of measurement standards created by Yan Fan, several children led by Xia Yuanji, and craftsmen.

And this is exactly what the haters cannot accept.

"Uncle, we're covering your carriage today. Is one silver coin enough?"

"Enough, enough, actually there is more!"

Fang Xiaoru smiled and took the coachman and Yang Rong to a stall where they bought pig offal pot and sat down under the coachman's introduction.

Following the coachman's recommendation, a few side dishes and a steaming small casserole were placed in front of each person.

Fang Xiaoru looked at the steaming casserole, filled with pork offal under the red chili soup, and then looked at the rice in front of her.

new

This rice looks like brown rice.

The rice grains are all broken.

But even if it is broken, it is still white rice!

How many people in the Central Plains are still eating corn steamed buns!

Fang Xiaoru took a few bites, but her mouth was full of bitterness, which was not the taste.

It’s not that the food doesn’t taste good.

Various spices are used, and the food is very fragrant.

It's because he feels bad!

"Mr. Fang, doesn't it taste good to you? That's right. This is for us rough guys to eat. Otherwise, I'll take Mr. Fang..."

Before the coachman finished his cautious words, Fang Xiaoru hurriedly waved his hands with a smile, "Uncle, I just feel that there are still many people in the Ming Dynasty who eat corn woves to eat, but in the prince's Yan Fan, the ordinary people eat brown rice that has been milled. , but no matter what, this is just white rice!"

The coachman was slightly surprised, "There are still many people in Ming Dynasty who eat steamed buns for every meal. We do eat steamed buns, but mainly to save money and save more money for our children to study, build houses, and pay for future debts." We need to buy clocks, sewing machines, and bicycles. If we don’t consider these things, we can still afford them even if we eat rice every day.”

"The land here is originally fertile. Over the years, the prince has sent officials to promote village composting, which involves pouring various animal excrements from the village breeding farms and human night scent into dug compost pits, and mixing them with crushed crop straw... "

"Coupled with these years, our Yan Fan, from Dongfan to Luzon, has been using cheap cement to build farmland water conservancy and water-powered irrigation vehicles, and we have a bumper harvest almost every year."

…

Fang Xiaoru listened carefully.

He knew that Yan Fan had a large grain output.

In recent years, a large amount of grain has been trafficked back to the Ming Dynasty every year.

Prices only increased by 20% last year, which actually had a lot to do with the large amount of grain that Yan Fan trafficked back.

Without this batch of food, the price of food would have increased by more than 20%!

As for the cheap pig water, it is provided cheaply by various rural village breeding farms.

In fact, there were also a lot of pig offal in Ming Dynasty.

But most of them are eaten by the people in rural communities.

There is no economy.

the reason is simple.

First, Ming Dynasty’s business environment.

Secondly, the spices in Daming are too expensive.

Ordinary people simply cannot afford it.

Rural people eat it by simply washing it, adding some salt to water, and cooking it with other wild vegetables.

It tastes very bad!

How can it be as delicious as the small pot in front of me, which is cooked in red soup with chili peppers and various spices.

"Your Majesty, spices are so cheap here that everyone can afford them?" He knew very well that food such as pig offal can participate in the economic cycle so widely, and various spices are an important part.

"It was very expensive at the beginning." The driver said proudly while eating: "Since two years ago, our Yanfan Agricultural Science Department has gradually begun to promote the cultivation of spices such as peppers, fennel, and pepper. This is not just One year is cheaper..."

Fang Xiaoru understood immediately.

The Department of Agricultural Sciences must have tamed the artificial cultivation techniques of wild spices.

King Yan had a department of agricultural sciences under his command, and he had known about it.

Last time I accompanied the Holy Spirit on his southern tour.

They have seen the large pharmacy opened by the Department of Agricultural Sciences with the help of Chunxiao and Minfeng to ensure the conditions of medicinal properties and artificially cultivate herbal medicines.

Daming is because spices are expensive.

Therefore, it is impossible to make the pig water flow in the economic cycle.

As a result, the people in the city were unable to eat cheap meat.

But the people in rural areas felt like vomiting after eating.

Of course, there are also reasons for this due to the Ming Dynasty’s business environment.

Why didn't the prince traffic this cheap spice, which was artificially cultivated and propagated on a large scale, back to the Ming Dynasty?

Fang Xiaoru didn't know.

With the rise of the Ming Dynasty maritime merchants, the Ming Dynasty maritime merchants and local officials joined forces to first crowd out the Yanfan maritime merchants from the most profitable spice maritime trade.

At the same time, this group of maritime merchants deliberately hoarded spices and joined forces to control the spice market.

Yanfan’s spices could not enter the Daming Market at all.

Zhu Di, on the other hand, had already earned a considerable surplus from sea trade with the Ming Dynasty, and he did not want to be jealous and resentful because of the spices, which would ruin the increasingly popular sea trade.

As for the internal affairs of Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Di paid attention.

But since he left, he decided not to interfere in the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty.

Fang Xiaoru suddenly felt someone tugging on her sleeve, turned her head, and saw Yang Rong staring blankly into the distance.

Follow Yang Rong's line of sight...

Qihua was riding her bicycle and stopped near a stall not far away, "Auntie, I'll buy a bunch of grilled chicken wings!"

"Okay! Princess, you escaped again today, right?"

Ha ha……

The woman vendor asked, causing the surrounding diners to laugh.

Someone asked with a smile: "Princess, half a month ago, I and my mother-in-law were in the Central Garden, and I saw you being supervised by the female officer next to the princess to do volunteer work. What else did you commit, and the princess punished you!"

"Uncle Fifth, can you stop teasing me?"

Ha ha……

Qihua's lively words made everyone laugh again.

"Princess, when will sales of this bicycle begin?"

"Yes, I want to buy one too."

"It's coming soon, it's coming soon. In the middle of this month, the Pegasus brand will be the first to go on sale. The three factories all know that everyone is looking forward to the bicycles. During this period, they are seizing the time to stock up."

Qihua was talking to a group of workers about some news, and accidentally saw Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong.

Her beautiful big eyes lit up instantly.

"Little senior brother! You are here, why don't you come home!"

He shouted happily, holding the grilled chicken wings in one hand and the bicycle handle in the other, and quickly came to the small table where Yang Rong and the others were.

Everyone watched curiously while eating.

Qihua sat next to Yang Rong and said unhappily: "Senior brother, tell me quickly, when you arrive in Yanjing, why don't you visit my father and mother first!"

Yang Rong smiled and patted the top of Qihua's hair, "Senior brother wanted to see Master's Yanjing. He was very eager, so he accompanied Mr. Fang around first."

snort!

Qihua hummed slightly, "Don't you feel urgent to see your father and mother? Brother, you have changed!"

"Junior sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yang Rong was helpless and hurriedly put his hands together to apologize.

This junior sister of his has been eccentric since she was a child.

Now it is slim and graceful, but it has not changed.

Fang Xiaoru smiled and helped Yang Rong, and asked with a smile: "As the princess, do you come here often?"

From how Princess Qihua greeted a group of workers just now, it is not difficult to see that King Yan, the apple of his eye, often comes here.

It's really surprising.

Aren't you afraid of danger?

"That's right." Qihua took a bite of grilled chicken wings and said, "There are a lot of delicious food here, and the workers are very interesting. My brother and I, as well as other senior brothers and sisters, come here often and get to know a lot of people. Brother, I’m here to understand everyone’s situation, and I’m here just to eat and have fun.”

Fang Xiaoru was amused.

Yan Fan and Ming Dynasty are really different!

Ming Dynasty paid more attention to authority.

As for the Yan Fan, from the King and Princess of Yan to the Crown Prince and the Princess, in short, this family does not seem to care about the monarch's authority formed by being far away from the people and standing aloof.

Otherwise, why would the princess punish the princess to do volunteer work?

Although he has never been to the Central Garden, he has heard about it from the coachman.

and zoos are places that provide daily leisure for the people.

There is also a grand theater, but the grand theater charges admission fees.

Yan Fan and Ming Dynasty are different in every way!

Fang Xiaoru, Yang Rong and Qihua chatted while eating.

Fang Xiaoru pointed to the bicycle parked nearby, "Princess, is this the bicycle you just mentioned, right?"

He looked at it for a long time.

It is really hard to imagine how such a complicated mechanism was created.

"Yes, Mr. Fang, junior brother, I will take you to visit tomorrow. There are more than a dozen supporting factories in this bicycle factory alone, all of which produce various parts..."

…

After a while, Qihua watched Yang Rong and Fang Xiaoru finish eating. She pulled Yang Rong's sleeves and stood up, "Mr. Fang, little senior brother, let's go. Let's go see mother with me first. We will have plenty of time to visit later. If mother knows that you are coming to us, Yan Fan must be very happy."

Fang Xiaoru nodded in agreement.

He needed time to digest the shock of what he had seen and heard.

Qihua rode back to the palace with the carriage.

From a distance, he saw his personal maid standing at the entrance of the palace, looking anxiously, sticking out her tongue secretly, "It's so miserable..."

After Yang Rong got off the carriage, he immediately hid behind Yang Rong and said, "Senior brother, you have to save me. After you meet my mother later, young senior brother, you must be as enthusiastic as possible to keep my mother's thoughts away." Move away.”

Fang Xiaoru looked at Qihua and smiled.

The princess of the Yanwang family was born to enjoy happiness. She is so lovable.

Naughty but not arrogant.

As a princess, he can also mingle with a group of workers.

"Princess..." The little maid hurriedly approached, looked at Yang Rong and Fang Xiaoru curiously, and reminded in a low voice: "The princess is very angry and is waiting at the palace gate right now!"

"Who filed the complaint? Is it Golden Douzi again!" Qihua asked pretending to be fierce.

Seeing the little maid lower her head, she immediately understood that it must be Jindouzi again!

This brat has liked to accuse her of making trouble since he was a child!

"Mr. Fang, junior brother, let's go in." Qihua hid behind Yang Rong and invited Fang Xiaoru and Fang Xiaoru to enter the palace.

The three of them climbed up the palace gate steps and stood outside the palace gate. They saw Xu Miaoyun standing inside the palace gate with a six or seven-year-old boy.

Xu Miaoyun was slightly stunned when she saw Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong.

Jin Douzi didn't know Yang Rong and Fang Xiaoru.

As long as he could remember, he had never seen Fang Xiaoru and Yang Rong.

Jin Douzi was the first to see Xiao Qihua hiding behind Yang Rong, and said excitedly: "Mom! Sister! Sister is hiding behind that boy. She just left the palace secretly, and brought back a boy of about the same age. Mom, you must teach me a lesson!"

As he spoke, Jindouzi raised his hands high, holding the rattan used to enforce family law!

Qihua hid behind Yang Rong, raised her hand, clenched her fist, and threatened Jin Douzi.

Jindouzi raised his head slightly and looked at Qihua provocatively.

Xu Miaoyun glanced at the two siblings, gently held her forehead, ignored Jin Douzi who wanted to take the opportunity to 'revenge', and walked quickly in the direction of Yang Rong.

‘Who are the adults and children who came, and my mother actually welcomed them in person? ’

Jin Douzi's purpose of 'revenge' on Qihua was not realized, and when he saw Xu Miaoyun personally greeting him, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Yang Rong walked a few steps quickly and met Xu Miaoyun.

Pu Tong knelt down and started to kowtow, choking with sobs: "Disciple Yang Rong, pay my respects to Master's Wife!"

Without his master and mistress, Yang Rong would not be what he is today.

Fang Xiaoru looked at Yang Rong and nodded appreciatively.

"Get up, get up..." Xu Miaoyun helped Yang Rong up, looked at her carefully, and said with a smile: "After a few years, you have grown into a young man, and you are about to get married. I heard that my family has arranged a marriage for you. ?”

Yang Rong's eyes were still watery. Hearing this, his face couldn't help but blush, and he nodded, "Last year, my family arranged a marriage for my disciple. He is from our village. He is two years younger than the student. After the local village community was established, he studied in the village. He has read books, has good textile skills, and has a gentle and kind temperament..."

"After my grandson gets married, the student will go back to Fujian to get married."

Xu Miaoyun smiled happily and said, "Master's wife will definitely go when the time comes."

After saying that, he turned to look at Fang Xiaoru, "Xizhi, Silang went to Medan Island a few days ago to inspect the local rubber plantation planting situation. He should be back in the next few days. You guys are staying in the palace now. Tomorrow, let Yong Ming and Dong Xu and the others will show you around."

"It's all up to the princess!" Fang Xiaoru smiled and bowed.

But my heart has forgotten that the bottom of the valley is sinking.

The princess must have known that he was here to invite Prince Yan's family back to the court to attend the grandson's wedding on behalf of the court.

Logically speaking, the princess should give him a chance to speak.

Then accept the invitation.

But now I told him directly.

King Yan went to Medan Island for an inspection. The implication was that if he had anything to say, he would wait until King Yan came back to say it.

Combined again, the princess just said to Yang Rong, "When the time comes, the master's wife will definitely go." ’

There is no master here!

It undoubtedly shows that the princess will definitely take the crown prince and the princess back.

But King Yan may not go back.

King Yan may still be hesitating at this moment!

It seems that in recent years, the prince's family, and even some of the things the prince did secretly, made King Yan very concerned.

…

Qihua took advantage of Xu Miaoyun and Fang Xiaoru's conversation to tiptoe to Jindouzi.

"you're good?"

Jin Douzi hurriedly hid the 'Family Law' behind his back, with a flattering smile on his face: "Sister..."

snort!

Qihua stretched out her hand and grabbed Jindouzi's ears and threatened, "Don't scream!"

When Xu Miaoyun turned around, Qihua hurriedly let go and hid her hands behind her back.

Jindouzi didn't speak, but rubbed his ears in an exaggerated manner.

Xu Miaoyun glared at the two siblings.

"Gao Xu, take Mr. Fang to rest."

"Qihua, go call your senior brothers and sisters and tell them that your little senior brother is here."

…

That night.

Fang Xiaoru stood in front of the washbasin in the room where she stayed.

Turn the water valve slightly.

Wow…

Clear water flows out into the ceramic fired basin.

Fang Xiaoru opened and closed it repeatedly to look at it.

Such a water valve!

And this ceramic washbasin!

And, the water tower that Prince Gaoxu mentioned.

Fang Xiaoru stared blankly at the water flowing in and out as the water valve opened and closed.

After a while, he came back to his senses, lowered his head, washed his face with fresh water, raised his head, and said to himself: "Definitely! Definitely! We must invite King Yan back!"

Ming Dynasty cannot lose King Yan! We can't continue to be alienated!

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