Although he wanted to be the queen mother in his heart, Li was very happy to hear his son say this, but Li knew in his heart that this was impossible. He was a little unwilling to accept it, but there was nothing he could do.

Queen Chen is not dead yet!

If Empress Chen dies, it will be fine if he gets a title of honor, but he is still alive, how can he give himself the title of honor of the Queen Mother? He is not very emotional for a moment and has no intention of dealing with his father.

Zhu Yijun was unhappy when he saw his mother and didn't want to disturb her. He wanted to chat with his grandfather.

After leaving the palace, Zhu Yijun glanced at the Wuqing Bo Li Wei beside him, with a smile on his face and said, "Grandpa, is the cost of the family enough? I heard that it is not easy to live in the capital!"

Li Wei was stunned. What does his emperor grandson mean? Should he be rewarded with something?

Thinking of this, Li Wei's eyes lit up, but his face said a little aggrievedly: "Although the family has a large population, it is still acceptable. What does the emperor want? You can tell me that even if I pawn the property, I will find it for the emperor."

Although Li Wei wanted to curry favor with his emperor grandson and wanted to give him some things, his grandson was the emperor and he looked down on ordinary things! If he really gave something valuable, Li Wei, a stingy bricklayer, would really be reluctant to give up.

Zhu Yijun glanced at his grandfather and said nothing more. His grandfather was so stingy.

"That's not necessary!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said with a smile: "If grandpa has a lack of wealth, I will have something to help. But things are a bit troublesome, although the money will not be small, but."

At this point, Zhu Yijun stopped and did not continue to say it, but turned around and looked at Li Wei with a smile.

"But what?" Li Wei couldn't help it and asked quickly: "Is there any problem?"

Zhu Yijun nodded and said with a smile: "There is indeed some problem. Grandpa also knows that although I am the emperor, the inner treasury does not have much money! This method can definitely make a lot of money, I."

At this point, Zhu Yijun stopped again, but the meaning in the words was already very obvious.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, if you can really make money, I will give it to Your Majesty." Li Wei said with a smile. Although he didn't know what his emperor grandson thought, he didn't value it that much. After all, a ten-year-old child could make something.

Zhu Yijun glanced at Li Wei and said with a smile: "A few days ago, I accidentally found an ancient book in the palace."

"This ancient book should be a lost ancient book, which records the method of firing glass!" After Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he turned to look at Li Wei.

Fired glass?

"That glass?" Li Wei immediately looked happy and asked with his big eyes.

Zhu Yijun nodded and said with a smile: "It's that glass. It not only records how to burn glass, but also records how to use large pieces of glass to make mirrors."

Li Wei felt that his heart was about to jump out. There are such ancient books in the palace?

"Where is that ancient book?" Li Wei asked quickly. If he got that ancient book, he would have really made a fortune.

Zhu Yijun just laughed, and didn't accept Li Wei's words, and then looked at Li Wei.

After a while, Li Wei came to his senses and slowly spoke: "I am willing to burn glass for Your Majesty."

"Grandpa, after all, we are blood relatives, so I won't go around the corner." Seeing that the temperature was almost done, Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "I can't believe this secret recipe even if I give it to my grandpa. It's the right thing to do."

"But I'm short of money too!" Zhu Yijun sighed and said, "Let's go together!"

"I have produced a secret recipe, and my grandfather has taken advantage of it. How about the profits of 46%?"

When Li Wei heard this, he was pretty good. Although he wanted to get everything into his hands, his grandson obviously didn't want to call him out! He went to ask his daughter to tell him? But when he saw Zhu Yijun's gaze, he gave up the idea again.

My grandson is the emperor, and he can indeed succeed when he starts from his daughter. I guess he will make the emperor's grandson dissatisfied.

"Of course there is no problem, just do as your Majesty says!" Li Wei nodded and said with a smile.

Zhu Yijun didn't hesitate and took out the secret recipe from his arms directly, and handed it to Li Wei with a smile: "This is a secret recipe for burning glass. Grandpa went to someone to try it out, and don't sell it if it is burned."

"We need to make a good summary at that time to see how we can sell more and sell at a higher price."

"Okay!" Li Wei didn't even look at it, so he took the secret recipe carefully and hurriedly stuffed it into his arms: "If nothing happens, I will leave first. Your Majesty, don't worry, and I will find someone to make it immediately when I go back."

Zhu Yijun nodded: "Grandpa, walk slowly, I'm waiting for good news for my grandpa."

Seeing Li Wei leaving in a hurry, Zhu Yijun smiled and threw the stones on the lake surface, which would definitely cause waves. His own stones had been thrown out, so let's see what could be caused in the Ming Dynasty!

In the east lane of the capital, Zhang Juzheng's residence was the second assistant to the cabinet.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Zhang Juzheng sighed, tapping the table gently with his fingers, and his expression on his face was very solemn. Zhang Juzheng was a little worried about Gao Gong's temper. Of course, Zhang Juzheng knew about Gao Gong's temper.

Zhang Juzheng knew in his heart that he had no way to persuade Gao Gong, and this time he did not discuss with him.

What should I do?

"Master, it's getting late, it's time to rest!" The housekeeper You Qi walked in from outside, glanced at Zhang Juzheng, and said softly: "Will the master go to the palace to teach the emperor tomorrow?"

Zhang Juzheng sighed, nodded, stood up and said, "Okay, rest!"

The next morning, Zhu Yijun got up early one morning. After washing up, Zhu Yijun began to jog in the palace. Zhu Yijun knew how important a healthy body is. The medical skills of this era were not as developed as later generations. However, now he is ten years old, his body is not fully developed, and he doesn't need to exercise too much.

Zhu Yijun stopped slowly, and the eunuch Zhang Cheng, who was serving on the side, hurriedly walked up: "Your Majesty, don't catch a cold!" As he said that, he put the robe in his hand on Zhu Yijun.

Turning his head to look at Zhang Cheng, then at San Dezi who was bent behind him, Zhu Yijun nodded: "Zhang Daban is in love!"
Chapter completed!