Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, looking at the dust swirling not far away, and finally burst into laughter, with great pride.

"You should be provoked by Mars."

Zhu Yunxi curled his lips: "Look back, all the hair on your grandson's face will be combed out."

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a hey, waved his hand and patted Zhu Yunxi heavily on the shoulder, pressing him to the ground under the pergola.

"My little girl has to have her face cleansed before she gets married. Let's see, you, boy, will regard it as God giving you a cleansed face today."

Zhu Yuanzhang sat down teasingly, and then sighed to Zhu Yunxi: "You have made great contributions to the sweet potatoes. Now we are waiting for the harvest day. What do you want grandpa to reward you then, brat?"

Zhu Yunxi turned his eyes and couldn't help but look at his father beside him.

He is now the grandson of the emperor who oversees the country in the Ming Dynasty. If nothing happens, the Ming Dynasty will be his own sooner or later.

Want a reward?

While he was still thinking about it, Zhu Yuanzhang already snorted coldly: "Don't look at you, I. You can ask for whatever you want."

Zhu Yunxi immediately smiled and whispered: "My grandson does have something to do. I was originally thinking about whether I could get grandpa's consent."

Seeing that his eldest grandson spoke so carefully, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately became interested.

No matter what the requirements are.

It is not impossible to marry seventy or eighty girls at once!

Even if you want to sit on the throne, you can do it as long as you give birth to a great-grandson!

"My grandson wants to send a treasure fleet, Jin Yiwei, and people from the Ministry of Etiquette to follow the Yi merchant named Fan Chong from Fo Langji to visit Europe."

Zhu Yunxi whispered his plan in a low voice.

This matter was originally decided in front of Fan Chong today, and Da Ming definitely wanted to take a quick trip to Baipizhu's territory at this time to find out the specific situation on the other side first.

The records in later history books are simply too unbelievable.

History books written by white-skinned pigs who can create history out of thin air are completely untrustworthy.

However, after all, this matter requires the use of the treasure fleet, and also involves the Jin Yiwei and the Ministry of Rites. Even if he is the grandson of the emperor who oversees the country, he cannot completely resolve such a major matter with one word.

This is the authority of the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, and looked left and right at his eldest grandson standing in front of him.

This brat is obviously young.

Why don't you think about the little girl at all?

We just need to send the treasure fleet, Jinyiwei and people from the Ministry of Etiquette to Europa.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly frowned and pondered.

After a long time, the emperor finally spoke in a deep voice.

"The bandits can come, and I can go too!"

A smile appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, and he looked at the second and third generation heirs of the empire: "The Yi merchants can sail hundreds of ships to the Ming Dynasty. My Ming Dynasty has five thousand treasure ships, which are powerful enough to lift mountains.

The generals are endowed with Fufengcang. The barbarians should not be allowed to enter my Ming Dynasty, but it is difficult for me to touch the land of the barbarians."

Zhu Yunxi looked happy: "Grandpa agreed?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and patted Zhu Yunxi on the shoulder: "What does Beishan say in the Book of Songs?"

Zhu Yunxi looked shocked.

Under the expectation of the old man and the encouragement of the father.

Zhu Yunxi said in a deep voice with an emotional expression: "Under the sky, is it the king's land? On the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers?"

Zhu Yuanzhang asked again: "What is the world?"

At this time, Zhu Yunxi could already make a decisive statement without thinking: "Wherever the Ming Dynasty sets its sights, where its military strategists tread, and where the king's way passes, it all belongs to the world!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction, with relief on his face.

Then he made a fist and hit Zhu Yunxi hard on the chest.

"Go ahead and do this."

Zhu Yunxi nodded heavily.

After he got the will from the old man that everything under the sky is the world and everything is the king and the earth.

Ming Dynasty finally embarked on a different path.

only.

A discordant voice broke the discussion under the pergola next to the sweet potato field.

I saw in the distance, from the direction of Bipa Lake, Ren Hengtai, who had been holding the position of Minister of Rites for two years, holding a fishing rod in one hand and seven or eight big fish covered with thatch in the other hand, running towards the pergola with a face full of joy.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the fish in Lake Biwa are the fattest. I caught several Pipa fish today and presented them to Your Majesty."

Ren Hengtai's voice just fell.

On the other side, towards the front lake, Zhan Hui, the Minister of Civil Affairs, was also holding a fat-headed fish that probably weighed dozens of kilograms in both hands, regardless of the fact that the tail of the fat-headed fish kept slapping against him, making his whole body a mess and wet.

Zhan Hui's face was flushed, and he only focused on announcing the good news: "Your Majesty, I will wade into the water and catch a big fish, which can be stewed in a pot with tofu."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After the two ministers, there are a group of ministers, carrying various fruits and vegetables robbed from Shanglin Garden Prison.

, and game such as pheasants picked up from the foot of Shenlie Mountain.

It was crowded and chaotic.

In the blink of an eye, under the pergola in front of the sweet potato field, there was already a mess. The officials of the Ming Dynasty were walking in front of the emperor with dazzling food in their hands, as if they were offering treasures.

This is like an army returning victoriously, showing off its trophies to the emperor in front of the military formation and boasting about its achievements.

Zhu Yuanzhang probably felt what he was thinking, and burst into hearty laughter. Then he pointed at the group of courtiers and cursed with a smile: "I'll let you be lazy today! Go and get familiar with each of the court officials on your own!"

When the emperor spoke, a group of officials immediately ran to find Yuan Sutai who had been looted.

If you want to have a picnic, you have to ask the supervisor of Shanglin Garden to prepare firewood, rice, oil and salt.

At this time, Xia Yuanji, who had been standing by the fire, raised his head and looked towards the pergola.

"Your Highness, these sweet potatoes won't be roasted into charcoal, right?"

Zhu Yunxi was startled and hurriedly ran to the fire.

But he didn't pay attention to the sweet potatoes in the fire first, but looked at Xia Yuanji, who had a clean face.

Then he let out a puzzled sigh.

"Why can't I find the wind outlet?"

After muttering to himself, Zhu Yunxi took a wooden stick and pulled the coals from the fire.

Once in a while, you can see a piece of sweet potato whose skin has been roasted black, and strips of red, white and yellow sweet potatoes are exposed from the cracks.

When roasting sweet potatoes, you don’t have to worry about whether they are done properly or not.

Whoever eats sweet potatoes will have a mouthful of black ash and a mouthful of coke.

Zhu Yunxi picked the sweet potatoes that were obviously cooked through the fire with a gentle pick of his hands.

Then he pulled a few vegetable leaves from the vegetable field next to him, wrapped them in two sections of sweet potatoes, and pressed down with both hands.

A visible white eye rose between Zhu Yunxi and Xia Yuanji.

Then, the unique aroma of roasted sweet potatoes spread instantly, and quickly drifted into the noses of everyone around with the breeze.

fragrant!

The aroma makes your index fingers twitch and your stomach rumbling!

In just a moment, Zhu Yunxi saw countless eyes locked on the sweet potato that he had broken open.

"Is this a roasted sweet potato?"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know when, but he walked quietly behind Zhu Yunxi, twitched his nose deeply in a quiet voice, and said quietly.

Zhu Yunxi immediately turned around and presented the two sweet potatoes to the old man and his father like a treasure.

"To my grandpa, this is roasted sweet potatoes. The simplest method, but the best way to express the taste of sweet potatoes."

The courtiers who were originally preparing for the picnic day event for senior Ming officials also silently put down the work they were supposed to be doing at this time and silently gathered around.

Zhu Yuanzhang could clearly hear the swallowing sounds of his courtiers, but he still smiled and accepted a piece of sweet potato sent by his eldest grandson.

"Grandpa, the skin still needs to be peeled off."

Zhu Yunxi warned, and then said: "You still have to blow it, be careful of burning your mouth."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded repeatedly.

The roasted sweet potatoes, exuding a rich sweet potato aroma, already made him salivate.

Zhu Biao on the side also had a huge appetite, but he still cut off a small piece of the sweet potato he was assigned, and sent the rest to Zhan Hui, the Minister of Civil Affairs.

"fragrant!"
To be continued...