The Ming Dynasty Palace, the East Warm Pavilion of Wuying Hall.

There are copper basins in the pavilion, and red tribute charcoal is burned in the copper basins, and the whole house is as warm as spring.

Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and glanced at the several ministers in the court standing at the head with expressionless face. His sharp eyes made everyone's bodies tremble slightly.

After being silent for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang spoke, "You have read all the memorials of the Crown Prince?"

The ministers bowed and said in unison: "I've seen it."

"'The righteousness and profit of merchants', haha, how did he think of this..." Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes returned to a light green memoir on the dragon case again, and the expression on his face was hard to tell whether it was joy or anger.

The ministers dared not speak out, and the power of heaven was unpredictable. Faced with such a pioneering emperor, it was difficult for the ministers to understand what he was thinking.

Zhu Yuanzhang leaned his head on the back of the chair, slowly closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Since you have read all the memorials, please tell me what you think."

The ministers lowered their heads again, and no one made a sound. The whole warm pavilion was quiet, and only the tribute burning in the copper basin could crack and burst from time to time.

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang still closed his eyes, but his tone was clearly a little impatient.

"What's wrong? You and others are all important officials in the court. Can't you even comment on an article?"

The bodies of the ministers trembled suddenly, and they knelt down and said, "I am incompetent."

Those who can be ranked in the warm-up hall and called "the important minister in the court" by Zhu Yuanzhang are all people with outstanding moral articles, and of course they cannot even be able to comment on a single article.

But this article is very fatal. Its author is the son's grandson and the next heir to the throne. Its content is even more fatal. It only expresses one meaning throughout the article, which is to justify the name of the merchant!

Merchants are low-ranking households. This is a national policy that Zhu Yuanzhang personally set at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty. If the son is still alive today, his grandson put forward different views. This is a public overthrow of the national policy that Emperor Hongwu had set before. To put it nicely, it is a advice, but not nicely. It is a counter-tune with the emperor.

What else can others say about the differences in the concepts of the grandparents and grandchildren? Who would offend anyone and not please anyone? Is there too few ministers who have killed Emperor Hongwu's butcher knife? In the case of Hu Weiyong and Lan Yu, almost all the ministers in the entire capital were slaughtered by His Majesty. Who dares to gently stroke His Majesty's dragon beard? What else can the ministers do besides pretending to be mute?

The ministers were trembling and were determined to ask Zhu Yuanzhang to let them go and let them skip this matter, but Zhu Yuanzhang didn't want to let them go.

After waiting for a long time, no one was talking. Zhu Yuanzhang tapped the dragon case with his withered fingers a few times and said calmly: "Huang Zicheng, you are a lecturer in Chunfang, and you are also a companion to study in the East Palace. He teaches the grandson's courses. The grandson is your student. You should first comment on the grandson's memorial."

Huang Zicheng is in his forties and is a thin and short middle-aged man. He has bright eyes, a thin face, and a few blue beards under his jaw, which makes him look energetic and very capable.

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's name, Huang Zicheng's whole body trembled, but he did not dare to hesitate at all. He stepped forward, thought for a while, and said, "Your Majesty, the masterpiece of the Grandson is the best choice. The parallel sentences are rigorous and the parallelism is a rare masterpiece... However, for your Majesty, please forgive me for not agreeing with the views mentioned in the memorial."

Zhu Yuanzhang still closed his eyes, as if he was tired, leaning against the back of the chair, but his face was faint but a little smile appeared.

"Huang Aiqing, let's talk about it in detail, why don't you agree?"

"Your Majesty, the saint said: A gentleman is a metaphor for righteousness, and a villain is a metaphor for profit. The saint divided the difference between a gentleman and a villain a thousand years ago. No matter how the merchants decorate their actions, they still cannot escape their true nature of seeking profit. Since they are profit-seeking people, they are villains. Where does righteousness come from? I think that what His Highness Grand Prince said is really a big mistake. When His Majesty founded the country, he regarded Shang as a low-key business because Shang was pursuing profit and forgets righteousness, and he won't work. He only knew how to make a living by buying low and selling low, which was not ashamed of the world. Therefore, His Highness Grand Prince said that he would like to promote the merchant from the low-key business. This move violated the ancestral system that His Majesty set at the beginning of his country. I will never agree with it!"

Huang Zicheng's words were in a proper manner, neither humble nor arrogant way, and led the words of the saints to refute Zhu Yunwen's views. After hearing this, the ministers nodded. These ministers grew up reading sages of sages and naturally agreed with Huang Zicheng's rebuttal.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes opened a line slightly. In the slender gap, a sharp gaze slowly swept across the ministers. Then his eyes closed again and said slowly: "Huang Aiqing is worthy of being a Chunfang official, and his knowledge and literary talent are good. Haha, what do you think?"

The ministers bowed their heads and said in unison: "I and I will discuss the words of Lord Huang."

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression remained unchanged, and his withered fingers gently tapped the dragon table, one after another, as if knocking on everyone's hearts. The ministers listened to the slow-paced sound, their faces changed, and a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.

After being silent for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang said, "You all agree? Is no one opposed Lord Huang's words?"

The ministers said in unison again: "I and others approve of Lord Huang's words."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed slightly and said, "I understand. You should step down. What the grandson reported will be delayed."

The ministers all showed joy in their faces, "relaxed discussion" is a relatively euphemistic statement, which actually means shelving it or even permanently disregarding it.

Seeing the ministers slowly withdrawing from the Wuying Palace warm pavilion in unison, Zhu Yuanzhang's face suddenly became gloomy.

The emperor's perspective on things is different from that of ministers. Ministers only see the matter itself, while what the emperor sees is the overall situation related to things.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry that Zhu Yunwen could come up with a completely different idea from him. He was a cruel and bloodthirsty emperor to the outside world, but he was a loving and gentle grandfather to the inside. His cruel and bloodthirsty was entirely for the descendants of the Zhu family.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not only not angry, but was very happy when Zhu Yunwen had his own ideas. His grandson was his heir appointed by him in the future. He would take over the throne and the country from him and rule thousands of people on his behalf. If an emperor had no opinion, how could he control his subjects? From Zhu Yunwen's memorial, Zhu Yuanzhang clearly felt that his grandson had grown up and knew how to distinguish right from wrong. This perception made him very happy.

What Zhu Yuanzhang was dissatisfied with was the voice of the ministers in the warm-up cabinet today.

No matter who is right or wrong in their views, for the emperor, the common words of ministers are a very bad phenomenon, which is a sign that ministers dominate the power of the king! This phenomenon also appeared in the court more than ten years ago. At that time, the person who was proud and arrogant in the court was Prime Minister Hu Weiyong!

Today, these ministers are full of pedantic tone of the saints and oppose Zhu Yunwen's views in unison. What about the future? After Zhu Yuanzhang's death, if Zhu Yunwen proposes another idea that the ministers dare not agree with, will they also oppose it in unison today, and then the monarch's decree cannot be implemented. In this way, where is the power of the monarch? How can Zhu Yunwen stay firmly in the country? Wouldn't the emperor's power of his descendants be completely undermined by the pedantic ministers under his seat?

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyelids twitched a few times, and a fierce aura spread in his chest. He had an urge to kill people. He wanted to kill all these pedantic ministers and replace them with a group of obedient ministers. The whole world was in his hands, Zhu Yuanzhang. He didn't mind killing a few more scholars, let alone worry that no one would become an official.

Then Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down again. He was old and killed people for the rest of his life. He was tired of killing and was so nervous that he didn't want to kill people anymore.

His eyes fell on the Long Case's memorial again, and a smile flashed across Zhu Yuanzhang's face.

"Come, Xuan Yuanzhong meets you."

Not long after, Yuan Zhong, a captain in the Jinyi suit, knelt piously at Zhu Yuanzhang's feet.

Zhu Yuanzhang closed his eyes and said slowly: "The grandson reported to me today that what he reported was a business matter. You have been with the grandson all day long. Do you know why he suddenly mentioned this?"

A royal nobleman who grew up in the palace suddenly made a name for a businessman with the lowest status in civil society. This is a very abnormal phenomenon. Zhu Yuanzhang must figure out the whole story.

Yuan Zhong crawled on the ground and said respectfully: "Go back to Your Majesty, His Highness the Grand Prince went to the Zuixian Tower in Jiangpu County yesterday..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes immediately opened and he said in a deep voice: "Jiangpu County? Is it the restaurant shopkeeper named Xiao Fan?"

"yes."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, and his tone seemed to be brewing infinite murderous intent: "In this way, the business affairs reported by Taisun were not his thoughts, but by Xiao Fan?"

Listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's gloomy tone, the cold sweat fell from Yuan Zhong's forehead. His mind quickly turned, and then said an incomplete truth.

"Return to Your Majesty, His Highness the Grand Prince and Xiao Fan had been talking to him for about an hour. When His Highness the Grand Prince and His Highness returned to the capital, he thought about it all the way and wrote this memorial that night."

Zhu Yuanzhang's cold face finally calmed down, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.

"For the king, you need to always understand the sufferings of the people. The grandson can have his own ideas and ask me for his orders for the people. This is a great good thing, haha."

Yuan Zhong still knelt down on the ground, motionless. After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang say this, Yuan Zhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After following His Royal Highness the Grandpa, he went to the Zuixian Tower for a long time. Yuan Zhong became familiar with the restaurant shopkeeper Xiao. Although he had not met in depth, he had some good feelings for the gentle, elegant, neither humble nor arrogant Xiao Fan. Such a person should not die in his words.

Zhu Yuanzhang tapped the dragon desk a few more fingers, his eyes were filled with deep thought, and he murmured: "Xiao Fan...is this Xiao Fan again..."

Then Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice: "Yuan Zhong, go and do something."

"Please give me instructions."

"Send someone to investigate Xiao Fan's family background, check for three generations, and then check Xiao Fan's character. If his family background is not innocent, he is also defiant of moral integrity..." Zhu Yuanzhang paused at this point, then his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were filled with murderous aura: "...you kill him! You don't have to let the grandson know about this."

Yuan Zhong trembled slightly, and then said firmly: "Yes."

"I originally originated from a commoner and do not oppose the grandson making friends among the people. However, I cannot allow a person with unclean family background and ulterior motives to make friends with the grandson!"

"Your Majesty's wise!"

Yuan Zhong hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, if Xiao Fan's family background is found to be innocent, he will be fine, so what?"

Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a moment and smiled slightly: "Then ask him if he is literate, and then bring him into the palace. I want to summon him."

"Abide by the order."

Yuan Zhong slowly withdrew from the warm room.

Zhu Yuanzhang reached out to pick up Zhu Yunwen's memorial on the Dragon Case, opened it and looked carefully. After a while, he raised his head, thoughtful, and murmured to himself: "The court needs a different voice. Yunwen also needs a young humeral minister to assist him..."

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That night, Chaoxi and the gate of the imperial palace in the capital slowly opened a line in the night. Several cavalrymen dressed in plain clothes quietly left the palace and rushed to Jiangpu County outside the capital city. The cavalry went out in all directions, and began to investigate Xiao Fan separately.

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Manager Xiao, who was in Jiangpu, had no idea of ​​the discussion of the status of a small businessman, and had been written into a memorial by the crown prince and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon case. He didn't even know that his name had already reached the end of the Heavenly Ting.

He was still leisurely and contented in front of his restaurant shopkeeper.

——If the Taoist Master Taixu, who is possessed with peerless martial arts, does not bother him, it will be even more leisurely.

In contrast, the old Taoist Taixu is not leisurely. For some reason, he seems to be very persistent in teaching Xiao Fan to practice martial arts. If Xiao Fan does not become a disciple, he will be in great pain. He can't eat well these days. He posed like a "thinker" style, which has a bit of "the troubles of the elderly Taixu".

"Why are you just unwilling to worship me as your teacher? You have also seen my kung fu with your own eyes. It is not a prank. In today's martial arts world, few people can compete with me..."

Xiao Fan sighed: "Master Taoist, why do you have to teach me how to learn kung fu? I am actually a scholar in my bones, and I am a gentleman who speaks and does not act..."

Taixu unceremoniously exposed Xiao Fan's essence: "Bah! You are still not good at speaking. You are sought out of money from your subordinates. You can do such unethical things, who will you miss you?"

Xiao Fan looked embarrassed: "...A gentleman will occasionally make some mistakes."

Taixu continued to expose him: "You also instructed me to knock Huang Yanei's slap."

"A moderate blow is conducive to the growth of young people..."

"You coerce me to go to Jinyulou to cause trouble and smash the Huang Magistrate's place."

Xiao Fanjun's face turned a little dark: "The Taoist priest knows that I have so many disgraceful pasts. According to normal practice, I should kill you to silence you..."

Taixu sneered: "Come on, you can't beat me..."

Xiao Fan was immediately discouraged, looked up at Taixu, and said powerlessly: "Master Taoist, can you tell me why I have to learn kung fu with you? Could it be that you can see that my bones are so weird that I am a martial arts genius in thousands..."

"Bah! You are so weird! You are just a small body, you will fall down when the wind blows. You are a genius, you are simply a thin waste!"

Xiao Fan begged: "Then please let the Taoist priest let me go, stop pestering me. The useless material is not a stinky dog ​​shit. If you want to step on it, I am really not a material for practicing martial arts..."

Taixu snorted, his expression suddenly became serious, and there was an unpredictable spirit in his eyes.
To be continued...