Both the queen and the queen mother can summon the destiny, so it is natural that Zhang Shuhui can send gifts to the palace.

"Why are your mooncakes so much stuffing?"

The Queen Mother tasted half a mooncake, which was filled with fruits, and then said to the Queen: "Moon cakes in the palace are mostly greasy. Don't eat them, just eat fruits."

Wanwan ate a grape, nodded and said, "The people in the palace dare not make new flavors, for fear that they don't like being punished."

The words were sensible. The queen mother looked at her with pity and said, "Those people are lazy and don't scold you. If you want to eat anything, just say it. Now the emperor has a lot of money, but our mothers can't eat and drink enough."

Hu Shanxiang nodded. As soon as she ate a mooncake filled with fruits, she said embarrassedly: "This fruits are delicious, but I am greedy."

Zhang Shuhui and they were both familiar with each other and said without any restraint, "Empress this is nothing. When I was pregnant with potatoes, my husband prepared a lot of delicious food and asked me to eat three meals a day. At that time, I didn't have any mouths. As a result, after giving birth to potatoes, I gained a full ten kilograms. My husband also complained that there was no place for him to lie down at home."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The queen covered her mouth and chuckled, but the queen smiled and pointed at Zhang Shuhui and cursed: "You crooked, is this a joke about the queen getting fat?"

Zhang Shuhui apologized seriously, but the queen glared at her and said, "Your Wuyou is more fat than Duanduan. I think you are greedy and you have become a fat man with your children..."

The queen mother said in a daze: "Hey, why didn't you bring Wuyou?"

Wanwan also said angrily: "Yes, if Wuyou is there, Duandu will definitely be happy."

Zhang Shuhui said, "The girl pestered her husband and took her out early in the morning. She was not at ease when she returned home. She was in the village with her two brothers, saying that she wanted to go and inspect it."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

...

Potatoes were on the head, and Ping An led Wuyou behind. The three of them visited and comforted the village seriously, and each family gave away a few mooncakes.

The farmers also thanked the three young masters and ladies seriously, but forgot about Fang Xing who was standing behind.

Zhu Zhanyong looked at this scene with some envy and said, "Xinghe Bo, the children of the honorary relatives are playing, and no one wants to deal with the farmhouse households... So each generation is worse than the other."

Fang Xing saw Wuyou in front of him and used a head-touching kill. He was touching a child's head and speaking seriously, and then chuckled: "There are all nobles, but nobles who are proud and far away from the people. For example, the current honorary relatives will not have a future, that is, rice insects."

"So I don't want to go to Xinxiang, and I don't want my descendants to be rice insects."

Zhu Zhanyong said with some concern: "The palace is already under construction, but I asked the emperor's brother, but he refused to answer."

"How old are you?"

Fang Xing asked back: "At a young age, I think so much, look at those young people."

The potatoes in front gave the family mooncakes. One of the young men, who was about the same age as Zhu Zhanyong, stole a bite, but his mother took off her shoes and chased them all the way out.

"Your sister hasn't eaten yet, you...you, stop me!"

A six or seven-year-old girl frowned and looked at the bitten mooncake, complained to her father in grievance, and then a match between men and women started.

...

Zhu Zhanyong left Fangjiazhuang, and there was a box on the horse behind him, inside which was the Mid-Autumn Festival delicacy that Fang Xing gave him.

He didn't want to return to the deserted palace, so he slowly moved to the big market.

Merchants value profit. Even if today is Mid-Autumn Festival, the market is still full of guests and guests, which is very lively.

What surprised Zhu Zhanyong was that Du Hailin was still there, and Du Shang was also there, and the father and son were busy.

After the wave of guests left, Zhu Zhanyong leaned over and said hello and asked, "Mr. Du, why don't you rest today? But isn't the cost at home enough?"

Du Hailin's face was rosy and smiled, "I earn a little today and a little tomorrow. I always don't want to take a break. I feel like I'm losing money after a break. It's that simple."

Duchamp made a spring roll and sat next to eat it. Hearing this, he said, "Dad, let's collect it earlier today. Mom made a lot of delicious food at home."

"Okay, I'll go home after the trip at noon."

Du Shang continued to eat spring rolls with satisfaction. He didn't like Zhu Zhanyong, and always felt that this prince was a person who would not enjoy a good life.

Du Hailin also made one for Zhu Zhanyong. He squatted on the ground and watched the people coming and going out of the market eat slowly.

"My uncle said that these dishes should be added with some sugar to taste good. After school, it turns out. Those people thought they were delicious, but they were too salty. After adding sugar, the taste was different..."

"Dad, why don't I go to school, right? I'll go to another stall to sell spring rolls, at least it's better than being a minor official in the future."

"Nonsense! I'll be bullied for doing this. Besides, if you can't pass the imperial examination and you won't have a way out to be a minor official at that time, then you might as well learn science. No matter what you do, you have a foundation..."

Zhu Zhanyong listened to the father and son muttering, slowly finished the spring rolls, stood up and bowed, and then returned to the palace.

"Dad, is he stupid? The prince is supported by money and food every year, and he is still frowning all day long. He really doesn't know how to be blessed."

"Don't talk nonsense, everyone has different ideas, just like a beggar on the street. What he wants most is to have a full meal every day. Are you thinking so too?"

"Dad, the beggars are now captured by the soldiers of the Five City Military Police and sent to immigrate, so where is there any more!"

This is a policy that began in the Zhu Di period. Whenever beggars appear, they don’t have to ask for the reasons and directly send them to immigrants everywhere. So much so that there are no beggars in the capital today, which makes those people dumbfounded.

Without beggars, it is impossible for this dynasty or generation?

But the Ming Dynasty is gone!

Zhu Zhanyong walked into the palace with a box. There was a family banquet in the palace at night, and royal relatives in Beijing would come, but he could not be absent.

When he arrived outside his yard, he saw Zhu Zhanji sitting on the threshold in a daze.

"Being beaten?"

Zhu Zhanyong asked lazily, then walked in from him.

"Xing He Bo must be annoyed me."

Zhu Zhanyong stopped and pointed inside. The eunuch who was welcomed quickly shrank back.

"What annoyed him?"

Zhu Zhanyong came over, put the box by the door, and sat on the threshold.

Zhu Zhanqi whispered: "He has a good relationship with the emperor's brother. Uncle Zhao suffered a great loss back then. Those traitors plotted against me in my name, but what does it have to do with me?"

Zhu Zhanyong rubbed his face and chuckled, "Are you afraid that he would say bad things about you in front of the emperor's brother?"

Zhu Zhanji hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"Are you afraid of his eyes?"

Zhu Zhanyong continued: "It seems that you can see through your thoughts, which is indeed annoying. But if you are selfless, what are you afraid of? The emperor is not that cruel emperor. As long as you are good, no one can do anything to you."

"But..." Zhu Zhanqi's eyes flashed for a moment and said, "But what they mean, we will probably be sealed out of the frontier in the future, how can we live then?"

Zhu Zhanyong stood up and said, "Your brain works well and your ideas are many. But good brains are also bad."

Zhu Zhanqi wanted to tell the difference, but Zhu Zhanyong sighed and said, "If you want to ask, you have to beat around the bush. Is this negotiating with the enemy country? Are you tired?"

Zhu Zhan's head lowered, and Zhu Zhanyong said, "You have thought too much. The outside of the border will be the important land of the Ming Dynasty in the future. How can you get a ban? Please feel free to do so."

"Thank you, second brother."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and went back.
Chapter completed!