News of the West Court exam had already spread throughout the palace.
When Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the Palace of Earthly Tranquility, he had just stepped over the stairs.
Empress Ma quietly appeared in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang quickly whispered,
"Sister, is Ying 'er back yet?”
"I'm back. Ying 'er was in a bad mood, so she went back to her room after a few casual bites.”
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said,
"Sigh, what we said today was indeed a little harsh.”
Empress Ma saw that Zhu Yuanzhang's anger had subsided, and then she said angrily,
"Why did you say such harsh words to the child? I also heard from my subordinates that there's no problem with what Ying 'er said!”
"Besides, how do you know that the aristocrats in Jiangnan are so clean?”
"What have you done to the court these past few years?”
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly.
Zhu Yuanzhang realized that Zhu Xiongying was right.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not continue Empress Ma's words, but strolled towards Zhu Xiongying's palace with his hands behind his back.
He could not hold grudges against his grandfather and grandson, let alone Zhu Yuanzhang who felt guilty.
When they arrived outside Zhu Xiong Ying's bedroom.
Zhu Yuanzhang faintly saw Zhu Xiongying sitting in front of the desk with a pen in his hand, writing something. He couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and immediately dismissed the surrounding palace maids.
This kid is stronger than me when I was young.
After suffering such a great grievance, she could still calm down and write.
If it were me, I'm afraid I would have turned the world upside down long ago.
Standing outside the palace gate and watching Zhu Xiongying through the glass window, Zhu Yuanzhang felt bashful. After a short while, Zhu Yuanzhang coughed twice.
"Cough cough, Ying 'er."
Zhu Xiongying, who was doing the bookkeeping, raised his head.
"Imperial Grandfather?"
Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Zhu Xiongying was not angry with him and could not help but feel happy.
"Haha, Ying 'er, Imperial Grandfather's words today were too harsh. You're not angry with Imperial Grandfather?”
Zhu Xiongying shook his head and said,
"No, what Imperial Grandfather said makes sense. It's Ying 'er who didn't think it through. Everyone in the world can't do business. After all, money can't be eaten.”
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart. He stroked Zhu Xiongying's head and said,
"Good child, just based on this point, you are stronger than your father!”
Zhu Biao was a stubborn person.
If it was really a matter of principle, Zhu Biao could argue with Zhu Yuanzhang for three months without stopping.
"But, Grandpa, merchants are really much richer than farmers.”
Zhu Yuanzhang looked around and saw that there was no one around. Then, he casually leaned on Zhu Xiongying's small bed and said,
"Perhaps it is more, but how much more can it be? Shen Wansan is just a special case in the period of change in the world. Now that the world has been peaceful for a long time, it is not like the past.”
"But Ying 'er and Granduncle's business really made a lot of money.”
Zhu Yuanzhang was delighted.
"What? Did you really do business with Lan Yu?”
Zhu Xiongying nodded slightly. He didn't want to hide it from Zhu Yuanzhang.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't really care.
"You're our grandson, and Lan Yu is the Great General of Great Ming. It's normal for you to make money from doing business, but it's abnormal for you not to make money!”
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly.
Then, he slowly got up and looked at Zhu Xiongying.
"Tell us, what kind of business do you do?”
"Glass."
After saying that, Zhu Xiongying took out the account book he was writing and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up when he saw the account book.
"Hmm? Who did you learn bookkeeping from?”
Zhu Xiongying naturally used the four-foot account bookkeeping method. The income and expenditure were recorded side by side. Compared to the confused accounts that Ming used now, it was naturally refreshing.
Zhu Yuanzhang naturally understood the account book, so he only took a glance.
He knew the brilliance of such bookkeeping.
"Ying 'er thought of it herself. The account book that Big Ming is using now is so messy.”
A mere eight-year-old child could actually come up with such a clear account book.
However, when he saw the profits below, Zhu Yuanzhang's jaw almost dropped.
"Ying 'er! You earned eighty thousand taels of silver in just a few days?!”
Zhu Yuanzhang was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
How is this doing business!
This was daylight robbery!
The Ministry of Revenue of Da Ming couldn't even collect so much tax in a day.
How could Zhu Yuanzhang not be shocked?
But soon, Zhu Yuanzhang realized that something was wrong.
"Ying 'er, is this a business without capital?”
Good heavens, Zhu Xiongying's business was almost entirely based on manpower and shop fronts.
What kind of deal was this?
Robbery?
Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened, and he immediately warned,
"Ying 'er, you are our Great Ming's great grandson. You can't do the business of robbing!”
Zhu Xiongying looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Do I need to keep accounts as a bandit?
Were all the bandits of Great Ming so particular?
"Royal grandfather, Ying 'er is in the jewelry business and sells these things.”
Zhu Xiongying pointed at the glass on the door and window.
This time, Zhu Yuanzhang was even more skeptical.
"Do you think Grandpa is old and muddle-headed? These things had been shipped from Persia, and the shipping cost alone was an astronomical figure.”
Zhu Xiongying didn't reply. Instead, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a smile and asked,
"Imperial Grandfather, how much money was spent on the glass windows of the Palace of Earthly Tranquility?”
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