Zhu Rong was conflicted. As a transmigrator,
He had always maintained a careful distance from this world, afraid of being dragged into it.
It was as if he did not want to witness the future struggle between uncle and nephew and chose to become a good-for-nothing who looked harmless to others.
This was his code of conduct.
However, there were some things that he could not help but jump out and want to shift history in the direction he wanted it to progress in.
For example, the business tax, although it was nothing in the Hongwu Dynasty,
However, because of Emperor Hongwu's stubbornness, his descendants did not dare to touch the tax law he had set up.
This caused the problem of taxation to always be a big problem in the later stages of the Darming Dynasty.
After the world recuperated, commerce revived.
Those merchants who were not suppressed in time, through the imperial examinations, their families and friends gradually became the rulers of the imperial court.
The money that the emperor couldn't earn would instead feed the officials of the future generations.
The Donglin Party was the best example.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen did not have any military expenses. He only managed to gather 5,000 taels of silver by begging the officials. However, Li Zicheng entered the capital and plundered 70 million taels in one night.
There were many reasons for this situation.
However, Zhu Rong believed that the emperor's tax law was the root cause of all this.
To put it bluntly, there was no unchanging law in the world.
It didn't matter how Zhu Yuanzhang reformed. What Zhu wanted to overthrow the most was
It was the concept in his heart.
To remove the traps from the clan for the future emperors.
As for why?
After all, he was a member of the Zhu family. From the time he transmigrated to the present, from the time he followed the King of Wu to the time he became a prince of the Ming Dynasty.
The emperor that she had looked down on in her previous life and thought was a tyrant.
The big brother who was called a short-lived ghost.
That rebellious traitor, Fourth Brother,
They were all flesh and blood relatives who did not grow up with him.
This was Zhu Rong's dilemma. Unfortunately, the people in this world would never understand.
Zhu Rong silently drank a cup of wine.
Xu Miaoyun looked at the side of his face and finally fell asleep.
"You're a chess piece I left in the Ying Tian Prefecture. Unless it's necessary, I don't want to use you!”
"If Shen Wansan didn't insist on bringing me here today, this Prince wouldn't have met you!“
"Take care of yourself. Shen Wansan will stay on your pleasure boat for the night. Tell him to wait for me at the entrance of the Ministry of Justice tomorrow!”
"Prepare a boat for me, I'm leaving!”
"Young Master, aren't you going to stay behind and have Hong Xiu serve you?”
"No need!"
Zhu Rong rejected Li Hongxiu's gentle urging to stay and ignored the loneliness in her eyes.
He glanced at Xu Miaoyun who was lying on the table and pushed her away."
"Get up, do you still want this king to carry you back?”
Xu Miaoyun's eyes were still sleepy as she stood up.
"Your Highness, this servant is drunk!"
"Please forgive me, Your Highness!"
Xu Miaoyun swayed back and forth. After getting drunk, her pretty face was flushed red, and she looked charmingly naive.
However, she quickly remembered her identity and became respectful.
Zhu Rong was very satisfied. He turned around and gave Li Hongxiu a look.
Li Hongxiu returned to the state where she did not seem to recognize him. She said in a charming voice,"
"Wangye, I will take good care of Old Master Shen.”
Li Hongxiu had a bitter look on her face when she heard that Zhu Rong was unwilling to stay.
However, Zhu Rong quickly left with the little eunuch, not showing any signs of attachment.
Xu Miaoyun's eyes were still drowsy as she kept peeking at Zhu Rong. She was hesitating whether she should ask Zhu Rong about it.
Her husband had too many secrets. What had he set up in the Ying Tian Prefecture all these years?
If those strange houses were treasures, then what did Li Hongxiu represent?
Could it be a rebellion?
This thought flashed across Xu Miaoyun's mind, but she quickly denied it.
She was very sure that her husband had no interest in the throne.
She had a feeling that this fellow had planned so many things.
It was all for a secret that she still did not know.
She thought about it and gritted her teeth. She decided to ask Zhu Rong,"
"Please forgive me, Your Highness. This servant wants to tell Your Highness that this servant was not completely drunk just now."
"I heard the conversation between the Li family and His Highness!“
Xu Miaoyun's words didn't surprise Zhu Rong. He turned around and smiled,"
"Mm, not bad. It's good that you're willing to ask!”
"Your Highness, you know that I'm not drunk?"
Xu Miaoyun was shocked. She thought that she had managed to fool Zhu Rong. Zhu Rong shook his head and said,"
"Of course this king knows.”
"My father has dug out these houses of mine!”
"Very good. You have discovered my secret, but you did not hide it in your heart. Instead, you took the initiative to tell me!”
"Xu Tong, you have passed the last test."
"I'll take you somewhere later!”
The boat was in the middle of the river. Zhu Rong continued,"
"Hong Xiu is a little girl I saved back then. Of course, she's a little older than me!”
" I taught her some skills and made her one of my channels.
"That's all you need to know!”
Xu Miaoyun was deep in thought. No wonder she felt that there was a different aura around Mistress Li. If she was cultivated by His Highness, it could be explained.
The wine that was obviously better than the imperial wine in the palace.
Also, Li Hongxiu's style was clearly different from this era's.
Most likely, they all came from Zhu Rong.
Zhu Xi was becoming more and more mysterious in Xu Miaoyun's heart.
When they reached the riverbank, there were still some carriages waiting. Zhu Xiong casually threw 20 copper coins to the coachman and gave him an address.
The carriage moved forward at a moderate pace, but halfway through, Zhu Xiong said,
He suddenly pulled Xu Miaoyun out of the car.
Even the coachman did not notice that the two had already left.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Xu Miaoyun was baffled, but Zhu Rong chuckled."
"Some flies are just following us!”
Jinyiwei…
A trace of haze flashed across Zhu Rong's eyes. As the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guards, he was actually being followed by the Embroidered Uniform Guards?
Mao Xiang, that bastard, did he not want to live anymore?
Did he really think that he was easy to bully?“
Zhu Xiong had the intention to kill Mao Xiang, but that did not stop him from bringing Xu Miaoyun through the alleys.
There was a curfew at night in the Ming Dynasty. Unless there was a mission or a noble in the palace, there was no one on the streets.
Zhu Rong skillfully led Xu Miaoyun away from the patrolling soldiers and arrived in front of a house.
Xu Miaoyun was speechless.
His Highness really had a lot of mansions.
And every time he came, it was always unexpected.
Seeing Zhu Rong skillfully open the door, Xu Miaoyun followed him in.
"Samadhi Book House?"
This house was the same as the one Xu Miaoyun had been to before. It was not big and had an ordinary two-room courtyard.
There were only a few rooms, but the fallen leaves on the ground indicated that
Zhu Xi must have frequented this place often because there weren't many fallen leaves. Clearly, someone had cleaned it.
The most eye-catching room in the courtyard was the study room with the Sanmei Book Room hanging on it.
This signboard showed how much Zhu Rong valued this courtyard. This was because even the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets didn't have a signboard in Zhu Rong's previous residence.
Xu Miaoyun had a feeling that if it was her in the past, Zhu Rong probably wouldn't have brought her here.
"There are a lot of empty rooms here. Just clean up and you can sleep."
"It's late at night, this king doesn't want to return to the palace!"
"I still have to go to the Ministry of Justice to wait for Shen Wansan tomorrow!
As a prince, staying out at night was a big taboo, especially for a prince like Zhu Rong who didn't have a mansion.
However, Zhu Rong didn't take this rule seriously at all and went straight to sleep.
Xu Miaoyun also had a lot of wine. She had planned to find a place to sleep according to Zhu Rong's request.
However, when he saw the plaque of Samadhi Book House, his curiosity sobered him up quite a bit.
Xu Miaoyun quietly pushed open the door of the Samadhi Book Room.
It was not locked inside.
When he saw the room full of books, he was shocked.
Xu Miaoyun was dazzled.
"Who said that Your Highness doesn't study?"
The various schools of thought and the classics of the saints were all on the bookshelf.
Xu Miaoyun casually picked up a book, which even had Zhu Xi's annotations.
Zhu Rong's evaluation of the saint's scripture was so unorthodox that it shocked Xu Miaoyun.
"This is the residence that His Highness frequents the most!”
"It's a place where he can really relax!”
After putting the books back on the shelf, Xu Miaoyun walked to another shelf.
"Journey to the West, Dream of the Red Chamber, Water Margins, Romance of the Three Kingdoms?”
Xu Miaoyun found many novels on this bookshelf. These books were a completely different experience for Xu Miaoyun.
Although novels were popular since the Ming Dynasty,
However, that was in the middle and late Ming Dynasty a hundred years later.
In the current Ming Dynasty, novels were still new.
Xu Miaoyun casually flipped open the book, and her eyes could no longer take her eyes off it.
These novels were so good…
The Monkey of Huaguo Mountain, the Hundred Heroes of Liangshan, Lin Daiyu of the Dream of the Red Chamber, and the heroes of the Three Kingdoms.
"Did His Highness write all of this?"
The bold handwriting in the book was the same handwriting that Xu Miaoyun was familiar with.
Xu Miaoyun's admiration for Zhu Rong rose to another level as he was able to write so many good novels by himself.
"Leave it for now!"
She used a lot of willpower to shift her gaze away from the Four Great Classics and continued to observe the bookshelf.
On the third bookshelf,
But it was different from the bookshelves in front.
Xu Miaoyun flipped through the book and realized that she couldn't even understand the words.
"What is this word?"
"These words were not written with a brush?”
'Where are these phrases?'
If the first two bookshelves only displayed Zhu Rong's talent, then the third bookshelf's contents...
This allowed Xu Miaoyun to discover even more things about Zhu Rong.
It took her a lot of effort to recognize the words written on it. They seemed to be simplified words.
These words might not be as beautiful as the words that were passed down in the Ming Dynasty, but they were simple.
After adapting to the difference, Xu Miaoyun could still recognize many words.
However, Xu Miaoyun really couldn't understand the broken lines between the lines.
She moved all the books that she was interested in to the desk and began to study them.
Unknowingly, the night passed.
At the sixth watch, Zhu Xi jumped out of bed.
"D * mn, did you all oversleep?"
"Xu Tong, that slave, why didn't you wake me up?”
Zhu Rong got up from the bed, pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.
When he saw that the door of the Samadhi Book Room was ajar, he slowly walked over.
The little eunuch was sleeping on the desk at this time. Zhu Rong was furious.
This little eunuch was getting more and more arrogant.
He already said that he had important matters to attend to tomorrow, yet he actually chased after updates overnight?
"Get up!"
Zhu Rong went over and pushed Xu Miaoyun. The little eunuch's eyes were misty as he said,
"You little eunuch, you trespassed into master's study. Do you want to die?”
"Sob, sob, sob. Master, I was wrong!
"But 'Dream of the Red Chamber' is so good!"
Xu Miaoyun's reply almost made Zhu Rong explode in anger.
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