This old man was covered in mud and water, and was scolded by a rural villager who couldn't help but talk.

Is it my dad?

What's wrong with the dignified Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, his majesty, how can he not cultivate the land?

He was actually ruthlessly mocked by another old man.

Zhu Gaochi was a little confused. What was wrong with his old man's behavior today?

Do you think that you are His Majesty the Emperor, so the land you plowed can grow tens of thousands of kilograms of food?

Over there, Zhu Di, who was rolling his trousers, walked out of the paddy fields barefoot.

It seems that because of the mud and water all over his body, His Majesty the Emperor seems to be more approachable than usual.

Zhu Di's big footprints were printed on the road in the water, and he waved to the people who rushed over: "Come with me."

After saying that, Zhu Di was about to go to the imperial village.

On the ridge of the field over there, the old man showed an anxious look on his face. He hurriedly jogged up the water and stopped Zhu Di's way.

Zhu Gaochi was frightened. If he hadn't reached out to stop the guards he brought, he would have been afraid that these people would have rushed up to protect the emperor.

Zhu Di frowned and looked at the old man: "I can't do it today. My brothers and my son are all here, and I want to go into the village."

The old man spat and said with disgust: "You have ruined this place so much. You just want to pat your butt and leave?"

His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was scolded by a farmer in the fields in front of his ministers and sons.

Zhu Di couldn't hold his face immediately.

But this old man didn't know his true identity.

With a calm face, Zhu Di turned around and looked at everyone, then shouted to the guards of the East Palace: "You! Who can cultivate the land?"

The guards looked around and then several people silently raised their hands.

Zhu Di nodded and looked at the old man who was still staring in front of him with great pride, for fear that he would slip away, pointing to the guards behind him: "My baby guys will plow the land for you!"

The old man hummed and slowly made way out, but he muttered: "You kid want to deceive me, old man. If you delay this place, be careful that the old man tells the grandson!"

The old man thought that these people were probably worth a lot of money.

After all, the manager in the village was received.

But the land is the most important thing, and as I said, this Zhuangzi belongs to the grandson.

No matter how big a fortune is, can you surpass your grandson?

This is also the reason why the old man dares to block the road.

Seeing that the old man finally made way, Zhu Di glared at the other party unwillingly, and finally walked towards Zhuangzi.

Everyone walked into the imperial village and could vaguely hear the lectures from the young gentlemen from various classrooms.

Today, it’s probably because I have a child to cause trouble again.

During this period, a young gentleman who was angry came, and there were roars.

And behind the imperial village, at the foot of the mountain farther away, there were also sounds unique to the industry from the workshops.

This is full of vitality and vitality.

Zhu Di also took everyone and did not go anywhere else, and went to the large yard next to the imperial village.

He didn't need help from others. He walked to the well by himself, picked up the water scoop made of two petals of the gourd, scooped a scoop of water into the water withdrawer mounted on the well, and then quickly lifted the handle up and down quickly.

A whimpering sound was made.

The cold well water flowed out of the hole.

The well water flowed into a cement pond in front. When it was about to flood the pond, Zhu Di stopped.

Shaking his feet, moving a stool and putting it in the pool, Zhu Di sat in the middle of the pool.

Only then did he wave to everyone: "Look for a place to do it yourself. This is not a palace, there are not so many rules. The stool is in the warehouse over there, go and get it yourself."

After saying that, Zhu Di began to clean up the mud and water on his own.

This action made everyone present stunned.

Among them, the prince Zhu Gaochi was the most shocked.

Old man...

How do you do these things so skillful?

Even I know where the stool is placed!

Zhu Gaochi's eyes secretly stared at his father who was bending his head and rubbing his feet, his face full of strangeness.

The old man wouldn't sneak out of the palace often, come here?

Xia Yuanji, Song Li and Jin Chun were also particularly surprised.

Jin Chun was young among the three, and the matter of moving the stool fell on him.

After a while, he returned to the yard with four stools.

Everyone sat down separately.

Xia Yuanji spoke first, with a smile on his face, and said warmly: "Your Majesty, why did you summon me and others to leave the palace today?"

You can't just ask us to come over and learn how to farm, right?

In view of the scene I just saw, Xia Yuanji couldn't help but secretly speculate.

After the pool turned into a pool of muddy water, Zhu Di slowly raised his head: "News are coming from Fujian, the Japanese stricken southeast China have been eliminated!"

Hearing this.

The four people present were shocked again.

This news was shocked by the old man who saw the emperor going to the land to plow the fields outside the imperial village.

The Japanese plague that had troubled the Ming Dynasty for many years was gone like this?

Xia Yuanji felt a big stone in his heart, and suddenly it hit the ground.

It made his head buzzing.

As the Minister of Revenue, Xia Yuanji must have done his best in these years.

I have worked hard for decades, day after day, just to prevent the giant ship of the Ming Dynasty from sinking to the bottom.

After repairing the sewing for years, Xia Yuanji was deeply saddened.

Especially in the past few years, I went to the West and went north again, and disasters continued everywhere, so the Ministry of Revenue just broke out the yamen and sold them to make a living.

A few years ago, whenever an individual saw Xia Yuanji, he would definitely avoid it from afar.

For nothing else, I was afraid that this old man would come to him and ask why the yamen cost so much money.

There are even rumors that Xia Yuanji, the Minister of Revenue, also had an errand of the Jinyiwei.

It’s not that he really has errands in the Jinyiwei.

But he saw that everyone was like a corrupt official, so he waited to seize the handle, and then initiated impeachment in the court, waiting for the house to be raided and collected money.

The imperial court has always been a coastal province in the East China Sea.

Since ancient times, it has been the economic pillar of all dynasties.

Even Zhejiang, which has seven parts of mountainous land and three parts of cultivated land, is richer than the northwest generation. It is even richer than Sichuan, Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou combined.

But over the years, the Japanese pirates have been plundering from time to time, not only have they been involved in casualties, but also seriously affecting the tax collection in various places.

If the people suffer casualties, the court will be exempted from taxes.

The businessman did not dare to engage in business because he was afraid of being targeted by Japanese pirates.

For the imperial court, the tax losses caused by Japanese pirates were almost immeasurable.

Now that Xia Yuanji suddenly heard that the coastal scourge had been eliminated, he was very moved.

Song Li, Minister of Works, and Jin Chun, Minister of Works, looked at each other silently.

"Your Majesty, when did this happen?" Song Li asked in a low voice.

The Japanese siege has been eliminated, and Zhu Di seemed very happy: "The news sent by Luo Xiangyang today was that Zhang Tian, ​​the young army guard, commanded the East China Sea Fleet squadron, wiped out the Japanese pirates hiding on the island, and killed the rebellion who intended to rob the fleet warships!"

Six days!

It will take at least three or four days for the news to go from sea to Fujian.

To put it this way, it only took three days for the people of the Jinyiwei in Fujian to get the news and then send it to Yingtian!

The people below are very attentive.

Everyone knows the influence of the Japanese pirates on the Ming Dynasty. This time, they all want to send the news to the emperor early.

"Coastal merchants and gentry are still necessary." Zhu Gaochi finally spoke softly after digesting the message that the Japanese pirates had been eliminated.

Zhu Di nodded: "The Northern Fushi Department has sent people to hide its identity and go to Fujian, Zhejiang and other places."
To be continued...