"Out?"

Outside Jiming Temple, Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Zhanji running out in a hurry, with a smile on his face and asked:

"I thought you would rest here tonight and catch up with your master, and I was planning to leave without waiting for you!"

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Zhu Gaochi and confirmed that this was his biological father.

If he wasn't his own father, he would definitely not be able to say such heartless things.

Yao Guangxiao is a real monk, not a halfway monk.

This temple looks good, but there are no servants inside. It is only run by a few young monks, but the most they can do is serve Yao Guangxiao's daily food and drink.

Other people have to do everything they want to do except taking people there.

Moreover, the poverty in the temple is not just for talk. Whoever lives in this temple knows that there is not even a stove to keep warm in the winter.

For people like Yao Guangxiao who have long adapted to this kind of life, ordinary people would have to suffer from the cold after staying there for one night.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes at Zhu Gaochi and said, "Dad, my mother was recently cheated out of two hundred thousand taels of silver by her family. Do you think she would do anything if she knew about the private money you hid?"

Are you happy?"

As he spoke, Zhu Zhanji ignored the fat face of Zhu Gaochi who instantly became resentful after hearing the words. He hummed a little tune twice and walked towards the carriage.

After getting on the carriage, Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Zhanji with a somewhat resentful look, and said in a low voice: "Son, you can't cheat your father on this matter. I don't want to not even be able to get the reward money next month!"

Zhu Zhanji felt a little funny when he saw his silly father like this.

My mother is really good at what she does. She has already known about the private money that this stupid father hid. Last time, her cheap uncle cheated her out of two hundred thousand taels of silver. She encouraged her once and asked her to dig it out.

Mrs. Zhang was obviously excited about digging into Silly Dad's private money at the time, but looking at Silly Dad's behavior now, it's obvious that the plot is a little different.

Zhu Zhanji asked curiously: "Dad, how much money do you have hidden away now?"

When Zhu Gaochi heard that Zhu Zhanji wanted to inquire about his background, he immediately shook his head and said, "What private money? I didn't hide it, so don't talk nonsense."

Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyelids. Zhu Gaochi didn't say anything, but he could actually roughly calculate how much money his silly father had.

After all, the money was all given by him. Although a lot of money was spent on organizing the press conference, there must be some left. Including other things, Zhu Zhanji estimated that Zhu Gaochi's current small treasury should be no less than thirty.

Wan Liang is enough.

But he didn't expose it. After all, his mother had saved face for this stupid father, so it would be bad to expose it himself. After thinking about it, he changed the topic and said: "Dad, why did you suddenly think of coming to see the old monk?

"

Zhu Zhanji was actually a little confused. His silly father rarely had any contact with the ministers in the court.

Not to mention the monk Yao Guangxiao.

Although Yao Guangxiao has been assisting Zhu Gaochi in supervising the country all these years, the relationship between the two is not that close.

Not to mention letting Zhu Gaochi take the initiative to find Yao Guangxiao.

Zhu Gaochi glanced at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Do you know who supervised the construction of Shuntian City?"

Zhu Zhanji paused after hearing this and said:

"Old monk?"

Zhu Gaochi nodded: "Your grandfather wanted to move the capital to Shuntian, but Shuntian is far away from the south. In the Ming Dynasty, the south far exceeded the north in terms of money, food, and population. And you should also have heard of the North-South ranking in the 30th year of Hongwu.

I won’t tell you the details of the case, but this incident also shows to a certain extent that the development of southern literature has surpassed that of the north.”

"But where is Shuntian? Once the capital is Shuntian, whether it is money, food or talents, they all need to be transported from the south. Let's not talk about the distance, let's talk about money and food. After the capital is Shuntian, all money and food need to be transported from the south.

Right? With such a long distance, how much manpower and material resources will be consumed along the way, it’s totally a waste of money!”

"But your grandfather doesn't listen to anyone. The move of the capital is a foregone conclusion. What can I do? Can't I help him find a way to correct the shortcomings?"

"That's why you want to build this cement road?"

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Zhu Gaochi curiously and asked.

The biggest dispute in the Ariake Dynasty was actually the dispute between the northern and southern capitals. This dispute lasted for nearly a hundred years.

In fact, this debate has never stopped in later generations. It is completely a matter of public opinion and mother-in-law's opinion.

One person believes that Yingtian can only be used as the capital of a separatist dynasty, and as a unified dynasty, if Yingtian is established, the north will most likely fall back to alien rule, or there will continue to be powerful vassals in the north, and the Battle of Jingnan

, the Rebellion of the Eight Kings cannot be avoided.

Another group of people believe that Beijing's natural conditions are poor, its economy is in decline, and its resources are scarce. The imperial court, hundreds of officials, a large number of garrison troops, and a rapidly growing population all rely on thousands of miles of water and land transportation for supplies, which will increase the number of people.

A heavy and never-ending burden.

In the words of later generations, it caused long-term and continuous unnecessary consumption of national power and people's power.

The basis for this view is that the Ming Dynasty never got rid of the situation of "the country was poor and the people were poor".

Obviously Zhu Gaochi was on the latter side, but as the prince, his status prevented him from openly opposing it.

Therefore, the words are also full of helplessness and bitterness towards Zhu Di, as if he saw an ineffective father going his own way regardless of his son's objections.

Zhu Gaochi nodded when he heard Zhu Zhanji's words: "Building a cement road from Yingtian to Shuntian still does not solve the problem fundamentally, but in comparison, it can reduce a lot of unnecessary losses. This is also

There is no other way.”

After a pause, Zhu Gaochi continued: "That's why I found your master. He is responsible for building Shuntian City. He wants to build a cement road from Yingtian to Shuntian. This matter also needs his support!

"

Zhu Zhanji nodded when he heard this, somewhat understanding the silly father's thoughts.

But he actually didn't care much about this matter. It didn't matter whether he moved the capital to Shuntian or settled in Yingtian.

In fact, the so-called troubles are just limitations of this era.

As long as science and technology develops, what kind of grassland and people on horseback can still stop a machine gun?

When the army arrives at dawn and dusk, everything will be crushed into powder.

As for moving the capital to Sunchon, the long journey will only cost money and food. That is not a problem. Railways, highways, and sea transportation are all suitable for this era.

If that doesn't work, isn't there still the Northeast Plains?

Anyway, the Jurchens will become extinct sooner or later. When the time comes to move the capital to Shuntian and develop Beidacang, will we still be worried about running out of food?

In front of the Prince's Mansion.

The craftsmen Zhu Zhanji asked Zhou Chen to arrange have already been arranged in advance.

There are twenty people in total, no more, no less, according to Zhu Zhanji's order.

Seeing the two princes and grandsons Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji returning, these craftsmen hurriedly saluted.

Zhu Gaochi glanced at it and stopped paying attention. He had basically become accustomed to all kinds of things about his son these days. As long as Fengtian Palace and Qianqing Palace were not demolished, he didn't bother to ask more questions.

I cried when I asked too many questions. Zhu Di, the old man, even said it himself. The palace courtyard can be demolished at will, and the money inside can be used to build it at will.

What else could he say?

A dignified prince does not live as well as a grandson.

He feels like he has failed!

Zhu Gaochi left, and Zhu Zhanji turned his attention to these craftsmen.

Naturally, these craftsmen cannot always be kept in the Prince's Mansion.

After all, the East Palace is also a palace. Except for Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Di, the men who can spend the night in the inner courtyard of the palace are destined to be unsound.

However, Zhu Zhanji had naturally made arrangements for this matter.

Originally Ji Gang's yard, with Ji Gang's death, the yard became empty. Zhu Zhanji used some means to easily get it into his own hands.

The courtyard wall that was originally shelled has been repaired early after repairs during this period.

The area of ​​​​this yard is not small, so arranging twenty craftsmen is naturally a piece of cake.

It was getting late today, so Zhu Zhanji arranged for a eunuch to bring all the craftsmen there and place them there.

He plans to go and have a look tomorrow after the political affairs are dealt with, and we will talk about the specific matters then!

After making arrangements for the craftsmen, Zhu Zhanji planned to pay his respects to his wife.

Prince's Mansion.

Ms. Zhang was holding her Persian cat and sitting in the hall. Sitting next to her was another woman.

There are also a lot of boxes placed in the middle of the hall.

The two of them were talking casually.

It can be seen that this woman must be fawning over Mrs. Zhang, but Mrs. Zhang is a bit indifferent to this woman.

Zhu Zhanji didn't see his silly father, nor did he see the bachelor of Baimao Pavilion.

I was thinking of saying hello to my mother, and then I would go back and tease the new sisters who entered the prince's palace.

When Mrs. Zhang saw Zhu Zhanji, her eyes lit up. She immediately left the woman beside her, walked over and pulled Zhu Zhanji and said, "My son is back. I heard what your father just said. You went there." Xiaotangshan, I went to Yifengmen again, and when I came back, I also went to Jiming Temple. It’s been a day of running, are you exhausted?”

Zhu Zhanji was stunned by his mother's enthusiastic attitude. Just as he was about to say something, the woman next to Zhang saw her eyes light up when she saw Zhu Zhanji, and then shouted: "Oh, this is not Zhanji?"
To be continued...