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Yuan Xi felt better after saying these words, and finally warned: "There are so many things going on here now. Your Highness is not here, so we can only rely on us to pull the strings. If you make a mistake in one place, you will make a mistake everywhere, so be careful." Be careful again!¡±
After the man left, Yuan Xi began to write a letter.
The content of the letter is very simple. It just says that I miss my old father at home. When I heard that my father is in good health, I felt relieved and couldn't help but feel happy. It's just that my father is old, but he needs his family to keep an eye on him all the time. If there are some minor problems, he needs to be looked at by a doctor in time.
??The last letter said: My son has already visited a famous doctor in the capital. As soon as he found him, he paid a lot of money to pay for it.
The envelope has been marked on the outside so that it can be seen if someone opens it privately.
"Send it out tomorrow."
After handing over the letter, Yuan Xi simply smeared it on his face and then went out for a walk.
The plan for the year lies in spring. It¡¯s spring, and you have to work. Otherwise, you won¡¯t make any gains for the whole year, and your whole family will starve to death!
The streets are full of people, most of them are in a hurry, either businessmen or farmers. Just like the Ming Dynasty, all industries are prosperous.
To everyone, this kind of scene looks like a prosperous time, but in Yuan Xi's eyes, it is very dazzling.
Once the people's support is stable, even if Madan rebels, no one will follow you. Even if you recruit strong men, when you get to the battlefield, you still have to worry about them turning back.
Therefore, rebellion has always been a technical job. Those who do not have such skills or are unlucky will have too many people to rush to the street.
Seeing that most of the pedestrians had more rosy faces, Yuan Xi sighed in his heart.
He is not that kind of rotten scholar, so he naturally knows that this is the most glorious era of the Ming Dynasty. The trend of history is majestic. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish.
But if Zhu Jiyi wants to be this traitor, all he can do is follow and do his best.
He wandered around the street for a long time, and finally found a stall selling pot stickers and sat down, ordering pot stickers and porridge.
Recently, pot stickers have become a representative delicacy of the Ming Dynasty. They are not only found in big restaurants, but also on the streets. There are even people carrying burdens to sell them everywhere.
Yuan Xi saw an old man sitting across from him with his seven or eight-year-old grandson. He asked for five potstickers, but he didn't want the porridge, so he held them with oil paper and handed them to his grandson's mouth for him to eat. He also asked him not to get the inside. fans lost it.
The old man was wearing white-washed cloth, and the skin on his face was dark. He smelled the aroma that came out after his grandson bit into the pot stickers, his throat swelled, and then he grinned.
The yellow teeth look a little disgusting, but the smile is exceptionally pure.
"Nowadays, life is getting better. In the past, whoever wanted to spend money to eat out had to make noodles at home."
A man couldn¡¯t help but sigh when he saw the grandfather and grandson, one smiling happily and the other eating happily.
When the old man heard this, he held the pot stickers with one hand and turned around and said, "Yes! I used to often hear that the Mongolian people were making trouble outside the Great Wall. Now it is quiet. I have planted a lot of potatoes at home. Not only can the whole family be full, but there are also a lot of potatoes." After paying the grain tax, you can still sell it, otherwise where would you get the money to eat!"
The man agreed: "That's right, life is getting better now. There seems to be some unrest outside the Great Wall, but Uncle Xinghe has led the Jubaoshan Guards out of the Great Wall, so we can rest easy."
Fang Xing
Yuan Xi smiled and said: "Xing Hebo is a famous general in the country. He is there in every expedition. It seems that the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty are of little use."
A man sitting next to him said: "You have to be careful, what happened in the Song Dynasty Then Zhao Kuangyin ridiculed his generals and asked them to relinquish their military power and go home to enjoy their happiness. Say goodbye to Xing and Bo"
When the man heard this, he frowned and said, "Didn't it say outside that Uncle Xinghe himself would like to be Uncle Xinghe all his life? He said it was a title given by the late emperor, but he was unwilling to be promoted. Such a person is so loyal!"
Yuan Xi ate pot stickers and said vaguely: "I heard that the vassal king is going to be disturbed. I think he will cut down the vassal clan."
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However, the man was a little disdainful: "That's His Majesty's relative! Are you going to do anything at your suggestion? It's probably a rumor"
As he said this, he was about to teach Yuan Xi a lesson, but when he turned his head, he found that the person was gone.
"That man doesn't look serious. If he hasn't left yet Hey! He gave me money"Now. "
Zhu Gaochi said calmly: "We must carefully check the land occupied by the vassal kings in various places, find out clearly, and report it to me. I will correct them one by one!"
Boom!
Zhu Gaochi's words were like a spring thunder exploding in the hall. The ministers were shocked, and then felt powerless.
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And after the beginning of the prince, Xun Qi and those who invaded Mintian Do you retreat?
The emperor¡¯s relatives have all retired, are you more patient than the emperor¡¯s relatives?
Some of the courtiers woke up and looked at Zhu Gaochi with awe in their eyes.
Although such an emperor does not have the illustrious martial arts and decisive decision-making of the late emperor, he is like a needle hidden in cotton. When you despise him, it will hurt your heart.
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