After sending Yu Chun away, Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed the imperial edict and kept rubbing the dragon pattern embroidered on it.
This dragon pattern represented the rank of the imperial edict.
Only when it involved national affairs, such as the coronation ceremony, would such an imperial edict be used.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was lost.
On one side was Zhu Yunwen, who had grown up by his side since childhood. She was sincere, filial, and had a pure character.
On the other side was Zhu Xiongying, who had grown up outside the palace and had not seen him for nearly ten years.
Not to mention the feelings between the two, just the difference in education between the two made it difficult for him to choose.
Even though Qin Mu had become a scholar, which made him really happy, he was still a little worried.
However, Zhu Yunwen's teachers were at least second-class scholars, and many of them had experience in governing.
The education that the two had received since they were young could be said to be heaven and earth apart.
Even if it was proven that Qin Mu was Zhu Xiongying in the end, he had lost ten years of education, so how could he make up for it?
Moreover, would he still acknowledge her as his grandfather?
These were all questions that Zhu Yuanzhang had to consider.
The succession of the throne was not only about the throne, but also the continuation of national policies.
If it was an emperor who liked to mess around, Zhu Yuanzhang would rather choose an obedient and unambitious person to be his heir.
After all, no matter how bad a good child did, he could still be a king.
If they messed around, this huge country might have a big problem.
Zhu Yuanzhang had a lot on his mind and was often distracted when he read the memorials.
In the end, she was really upset and fell asleep on the bed.
He slept until the sun was setting in the west and did not even eat lunch.
When it was close to evening, Zhu Yuanzhang was just about to eat when he heard the voice of the leader of the guards, Xiao Hu, asking to see him.
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't be bothered to eat and hurriedly shouted.
"Quickly pass it on!"
Er Hu walked into the hall and was about to bow to Zhu Yuanzhang when he was stopped by Zhu Yuanzhang.
"Did you find out anything?"
"Hurry up and tell me!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Replying to Emperor, the people this lowly one sent out have already investigated clearly. Qin Mu did indeed roll down from Mount Zhijin ten years ago and was saved by Liu Dabiao, the chief of Liu Clan Village.”
"It was said that Qin Mu was only eight or nine years old at that time. He was covered in blood and his fingernails were filled with mud!”
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he felt his eyes turn sour.
"This child has suffered!"
"Quickly tell us what happened after this child arrived at Liu Village!”
"Replying to the Emperor!"
"After that Qin Mu arrived at Liu Clan Village, he was taken in as an adopted son by Liu Dabiao.”
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.
"This man is not bad. He has a benevolent personality. We have to thank him properly in the future!”
Er Hu continued.
"Qin Mu's injuries had just recovered, so he went up the mountain to chop firewood and then relied on selling firewood to support himself!”
"What?!"
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he stood up excitedly.
"This Liu Lizheng's family background is not bad, no matter what, they don't lack a mouthful of food for him, right?”
"Replying to the Emperor!"
"The people in the village said that it wasn't that Liu Li Zheng didn't want to raise him, but that Qin Mu was born to be strong and never ate for free!”
"He was still young at that time. Even if he had an axe, he couldn't cut the tree.”
"Therefore, I can only pick up some dead branches in the mountains, chop them neatly with an axe, and carry them to the city to sell for money!”
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his heart ached so much that tears welled up in his eyes.
"My poor eldest grandson!"
"An eight-year-old child has to go up the mountain to chop firewood to support himself. How much hardship and suffering must he have to endure? Sob, sob, sob…"
"Liu Dabiao, how could he bear to watch an eight-year-old child go up the mountain? What if he was taken away by a wolf!”
"We must punish him severely!"
Erhu broke out in a cold sweat for Liu Dabiao in his heart. This is not me snitching on you. It's the old man who is not happy and wants to vent his anger on you!
Zhu Yuanzhang wiped his tears.
"By the way, why did this child open a restaurant again?”
"Replying to the Emperor!"
"According to my investigation, Qin Mu didn't earn much from chopping firewood back then. He spent all of it on buying sweets for his friends in the village.”
"Later, he sold an Iron-skinned Frog and earned ten taels of silver. Only then did he have the capital to do business!”
"What's an Iron-skinned Frog?"
Xiao Hu stepped forward and took out a metal frog wrapped in a handkerchief.
Due to the passage of time, some of the paint on the Iron-skinned Frog had already peeled off, revealing the original color of the iron skin.
"Emperor!"
"This little one redeemed this from Minister Tian's house outside the Ying Tian Prefecture!”
"Back then, Qin Mu sold this item for ten taels of silver.”
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the Iron-skinned Frog and nodded.
"This item is exquisite, but it doesn't look like it's worth ten taels of silver.”
Erhu picked up the Iron-skinned Frog and twisted the spring a few times according to what Minister Tian's silly son had taught him. Then, he placed the Iron-skinned Frog on the table.
When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that the frog could jump on its own, he was so surprised that his mouth could fit an egg.
"Eh?"
"Interesting, this thing can actually jump on its own!”
"Replying to the Emperor!"
"This item is very exquisite. Let alone ten taels of silver, even a hundred taels of silver wouldn't be a loss!”
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. If he had seen this item in the market, he might have bought it for his grandson as a toy even if the other party had asked for a hundred taels.
However, at the thought of this, Zhu Yuanzhang could no longer hold it in and burst into tears.
"Our good grandson is so pitiful!"
" An eight-year-old child is at the age where he loves to play. He's forced to sell his favorite toy to make a living. How painful is this child's heart? Sob, sob, sob…"
"No!"
"We have to compensate him!"
"Hurry up and order the Silver Bureau to replicate this and make ten frogs of pure gold!”
"The first day of December is our eldest grandson's birthday. We have to give it to him on that day!
"There's still two months before our eldest grandson's birthday. There's plenty of time. Let them do it carefully for us!”
"Yes, sir!"
"This subordinate will do it now!"
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