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Chapter 274 The Emperor's Death(2/2)

"The general will finally meet the princess."

The guard officer saluted the carriage entering the city gate and said.

"Excuse me, where have all these people gone?"

Her Highness the Princess opened the curtain, looked at the obviously depressed street, and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Back to the princess, Your Majesty has decreed that Jiahe and those rare birds and animals will be displayed in the Thousand-Building Corridor, and the Hongwu Gate will be opened to allow people to enter the Thousand-Building Corridor to watch. Now that the people in the city have gone to the Thousand-Building Corridor, it would be best if the princess also goes there.

Entering the Imperial City through Xi'an Gate, I'm afraid you won't be able to squeeze in if you go south."

The latter said quickly.

"knew!"

said the little princess.

Then she lowered the curtain…

"where to?"

She lowered her head and said.

"Of course I'm going to the Imperial City. I also have to go see your father!"

Yang Feng, who was lying below her, said.

He had to surprise Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Go to Xi'anmen!"

The little princess shouted outside.

At this moment, a group of uniformed guards rushed over and quickly stopped beside the carriage. The leading officer hurriedly dismounted...

"Princess, the emperor's grandson invites the princess to enter the palace immediately."

He said rather anxiously.

Inside the carriage, Yang Feng and the little princess looked at each other...

"quick!"

the little princess shouted hurriedly.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage, escorted by the Jinyi Guards, rushed towards Xi'an Gate. After arriving at Xi'an Gate, they went directly in and then towards Xihua Gate. After arriving at Xihua Gate, they also went in directly. When their carriage entered, they could already see several people in the capital.

The princes and grandsons were rushing to Qianqing Palace. When the carriage arrived at Qianqing Gate, there was already a cry inside.

Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty Long Yu Bintian...

It was obvious that Lao Zhu was really holding on because of his obsession with waiting for Jiahe.

When he was dying on the hospital bed, he saw the various new crop seeds that Zhu Yunxi brought to him in front of the bed, especially when Ma He carried a huge pumpkin in front of him.

It was placed on the Qianbu Corridor, and the Hongwu Gate was opened to let people come in to visit, and then it stopped. That pumpkin was actually a staple food in Central America at this time. Ma He deliberately planted one on the ship and then did not hesitate to waste precious fresh water on watering it. In the end,

It grows on the road and bears fruit. It was intended to be a gift to the emperor, so all the other melons from one pumpkin were pinched, leaving only two. As a result, it grew to a weight of more than fifty kilograms.

In the end, this man, who can be said to be a great hero, finished his life just like this, guarding a giant pumpkin weighing more than fifty kilograms.

the next day.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero."

Yang Feng stood on the deck, facing the mighty river beneath his feet, singing like a singer.

Of course, he is still a businessman now.

Zhu Yuanzhang is already dead. There is no need for him to show up for the time being. After all, it stands to reason that he should still be on his way to Guangzhou at this time. Although he pushed his daughter down before Lao Zhu died, the little princess will have to keep her filial piety. In fact, yesterday the little princess

The princess has already put on mourning clothes and stayed in the palace. During the following national mourning period, the Ming Dynasty will stop all entertainment, and even the officials must wear mourning clothes.

In this case, there is no need for him to appear in the capital.

Just leave.

He still has a lot of things to do!

He went on the Western Expedition for more than a year, but how many things did he not take care of later?

Shanxi's tax package.

Construction of wooden rails from Shanxi to Shuofang.

The people bought from Mongolia were all in Shuofang. The Princess of Jin allowed them to stay and graze in Shuofang. However, the pastures were all Jin vassal land, and as Yang Feng's subordinates, they needed Yang Feng to give extra money to Jin.

Domain rent.

Of course, it's just a small thing.

Ambassador Yang is not short of money, and even if he doesn't give money, he can pay in person.

Everything in Huining's reclamation area is now on track. This year's output of soybeans, sorghum, etc. exceeds 400,000 dan. Although this thing cannot be used as military rations, it can be used as part of the military rations by exchanging livestock from the surrounding tribes. And from whales

Shipping from Haiwei to Jiangnan has also been realized. In fact, purely from the perspective of profit, his reclamation area has almost reached a balance of payments.

It's all driven by Fecal Pill.

This fertilizer, which can increase rice production by 30%, is triggering a frantic rush in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Soybean prices skyrocketed.

In addition, the boom of the canning industry has also led to a surge in demand for soybean oil.

Although soybean oil extraction at this time can only use traditional technology, so the oil yield is low, but the problem is that soybean oil is a by-product, and soybean cake is the real main product. What's the big deal if the oil yield is low? It is just a nuisance.

In short, after struggling for so long and investing a huge amount of money, his Huining Land Reclamation finally saw money back.

However, he still lost money in Huining.

After all, he also has to bear the military requirements of Huining's commander and envoy Si Gewei.

You still have to pay for that.

You can only take your time.

It is estimated that in another five years, he will almost be able to break even in Huining.

In Shanxi, we actually lose money.

The taxes he has collected in Shanxi so far still cannot keep up with the tax package he gave to the court, but Shanxi's future is bright, because the industrial and commercial development there is extremely rapid. After all, there is complete freedom, so at most next year, Shanxi's tax package will be profitable. In fact, Shanxi's tax package will be profitable.

Counting other interests this year, he is close to breaking even in Shanxi. After all, he still has control over the financial industry. How can any banker, especially a monopoly banker, lose money?

Even his interests in Shanxi can no longer be evaluated in terms of profitability.

Financial control itself is the greatest benefit.

"When the emperor dies, the emperor's grandson succeeds to the throne, but I don't know what King Guangze will do."

Zhang Ying stood next to him and sighed.

Now they have reunited, including Yang Feng's adopted daughters, who are also behind. Yang Feng is not going to put them in the capital, but is heading north from Huai'an to Yanzhou. Princess Lu has enough place to accommodate them.

If Princess Lu is not enough, there is still Princess Qi.

It just so happened that they were all going to Beijing, so they just happened to hand over the palace to him.

"he?"

Yang Feng sneered.

"He can no longer afford to make any extravagance."

He said immediately.

Now that Zhu Yunxi has not ascended the throne, he has to choose a good time. Usually within half a month, once Zhu Yunxi ascends the throne, he will probably have to find a way to deal with his brother.

This is easy to handle.

During the funeral, you can find any small excuses, such as saying the wrong thing, wearing the wrong clothes, or doing a certain etiquette procedure wrongly. These can all be used. Even if you don't, you can find someone to say that you made a mistake. Then the emperor must be magnanimous, just next

The emperor scolded him gently, and then his brother couldn't think about it for a moment, and suddenly drank poisonous wine. Then the emperor was so sad when he heard the bad news, he cried and told his deep feelings for his brother, and decreed to make his nephews kings, so the ministers

The mountains shout long live the Holy Ming.

A mature emperor must be ruthless.

"By the way, he shouldn't be involved in funeral rites, right?"

Zhang Ying said.

"Probably not."

Yang Feng said.

Zhu Yunxi will not engage in sacrificial burial anymore. After all, he is also deeply influenced by modern thoughts. In fact, he occasionally uses Yang Feng's watch like his aunt to chat with Sister Liu alone.

As a woman, the latter can be said to have severely criticized this system of burial.

They even found some modern research articles to read to him. Under this kind of education, Zhu Yunxi would no longer be able to choose to be buried.
Chapter completed!
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