Emperor Zhengde of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 67

Li Suide, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, held the map that Zhu Houzhao had given him, and his hands began to tremble with excitement.As a courtier, he couldn't ask Zhu Houzhao where the map came from. His task was to do things according to the emperor's wishes.

Zhu Houzhao himself did not know how to develop shells, and he did not have the time to think about them. He just provided an idea to the Ministry of Industry. As for the final result of the research and development, it depends on the ability of the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. He only wants results.

Of course, his way of doing this is much better than his descendant, the carpenter emperor.

The 80 taels of silver that Zhu Houzhao allocated to the Ministry of Industry was not for them to eat and drink, but for them to do research and development.

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and told the minister of the Ministry of Industry to step down.

When he left the Qianqing Palace, he kept wiping the cold sweat off his forehead. His Majesty entrusted him with so many scientific and technological tasks all at once, which made his head feel like a big dick. Not enough for him to use.

After Li Suide left, Zhu Houzhao wrote to Qi Jingtong's memorial: I have understood what Aiqing said, continue to increase coastline searches, and fight against pirates. The Ministry of Industry is stepping up the development of new iron-clad warships.I am very pleased with the victory of the Franji Kingdom, Aiqing really did not live up to my expectations.

After Zhu Houzhao gave instructions on Qi Jingtong's memorial, he ordered the internal guards to send it to the headquarters of Guangdong Customs quickly.

When Zhu Houzhao was considering the top ten generals in the nine border towns, Zhang Xuan entered the palace.

In the Palace of Mercy Ning, Empress Dowager Zhang looked at her niece Zhang Xuan, who entered the palace wearing a flying fish suit.

"What's the matter with you?"

Empress Dowager Zhang saw that her niece was not dressed properly, and asked.

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "Auntie, this is what Xuan'er asked for from my cousin."

The Queen Mother shook her head helplessly.

Flying fish suit and embroidered spring knife are the clothes worn by the emperor's bodyguards, and ordinary people are not allowed to wear them.

Now that Xuan'er wants the flying fish suit, does she want to be the emperor's side?

"How great would it be if I could wear a phoenix crown and Xiapei?"

Empress Zhang thought to herself, it's no wonder that they are in the prime of life today, but they are brother and sister after all, they grew up together since they were young, childhood sweethearts.

"My lord, please pass on the decree of mourning for the family, and the general election in the world. This palace will personally preside over the emperor's wedding."

Thus, a decree quickly spread throughout the world.

The emperor's draft was held, and the government offices in various states became busy again.

Except for a few people who think that the palace gate is as deep as the sea, there are still many girls in the world who want to enter the palace. After all, when the emperor is young, it is the season when spring flowers are in full bloom.Secondly, life in the palace seems to be a yearning.

Before there was a portrait of the emperor circulating among the people, how many girls embraced the portrait of the emperor and fell asleep
Among them is Yang Yan, the daughter of Dongge University scholar Yang Yanhe.

As the elder's daughter, the talented Yang Yan was not worried about marrying at first, but when she saw the portrait of the emperor, she no longer thought about food or tea.

When she heard the queen mother's decree that she was going to be drafted all over the world, she fell ill.

Yang Fuli.

Yang Yanhe is preparing a congratulatory form.

His son, Yang Shen, was a great talent in the Ming Dynasty, and he hadn't seen him for several days.

"Yang Shen, what are you up to these days?"

Yang Yanhe asked the housekeeper.

"Master, Miss, Miss, she is ill."

"what?"

When Yang Yanhe heard that his beloved daughter was ill, he put down the writing brush in his hand and asked, "Why didn't you report it earlier?"

The housekeeper said: "Returning to the master, I saw the young lady go to the back garden this morning. When I was eating at noon, I heard a few girls say that the young lady was ill."

When Yang Yanhe heard this, he knew something was wrong.

If you ask the housekeeper carefully, he just hesitates and can't say anything, so Yang Yan and himself can only go to visit in person.

Yang's backyard.

"You all go down!"

Yang Yanhe ordered everyone to leave, and asked again and again.In the end, he called his daughter's maid over and asked.

"Tell me, what's going on."

Your servant girl knelt on the ground, not daring to hide it, so she could only reply timidly: "Returning to the master, since the young lady saw a portrait in the market last time, she has not thought about tea or food. Today, for some reason, Suddenly fell ill."

As soon as Yang Yanhe heard it, he understood.

Girls are useless, don't look at my girl who is usually very proud, now that she has reached the age of leaving the cabinet, she must have taken a fancy to some young master.

This is a good thing!

But Yang Yanhe didn't understand, why did a good thing fall ill?
At this time, Yang Shen, the eldest son of Yang Yanhe, walked in.

Seeing Yang Shen, Yang Yanhe said, "Yaner, you already have your own heart."

Yang Shen nodded.

"Although parents are the ones who make decisions about marriage, since my sister has her own heart, and she really likes it, then she should go."

"Which family is it? However, no matter which family it is, I allow it!"

Yang Shen persuaded: "Father, I'm afraid you can't decide this matter!"

"Hahaha, it's just a joke. In such a huge capital city, are there people who I, Yang Yanhe, can't be the masters of?"

"Tell me, which son is it? See if you can be the master as a father?"

"It's not someone else, it's today's day."

"what?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanhe almost fell to the ground.

"Ugh!"

Yang Shen sighed deeply.

Yang Yanhe turned around and asked the servant girls again. Sure enough, none of the servant girls dared to hide the truth, and told all about a wandering scholar who sold the portrait of the Son of Heaven for a high price, and even went to the study to take out the portrait of the Son of Heaven.

Yang Yanhe took the portrait and looked at it, and it really was today.

"Master, there is another pair in Miss's study, which was painted before this portrait."

"You quickly fetch it from me."

Your servant girl walked to Yang Yan's study in small steps, and brought over an old painting from before.

Yang Yanhe opened it and saw a portrait of the emperor of that day.

"Hey! I never thought there would be such a strange thing in the world."

The maid didn't know what strange things Yang Yanhe was talking about, so she took Yang Yanhe's words and said, "Master may not know something, there are even stranger things than this!"

Yang Yanhe's eyes lit up and he suddenly asked: "What did you say? What's weird?"

Your servant girl said: "That's how it is. That afternoon, a Taoist nun came to Baiyun Temple, saying Miss."

The maid suddenly stopped talking.

Yang Yanhe suddenly raised his ears to listen carefully, but the maid stopped talking.

"Say! What did you say!!!"

Yang Yanhe was a little angry. There is no one who shuts up in the middle of a sentence. It's really annoying.

The servant girl stammered, as if she knew that she had said something wrong, or she had slipped her mouth, and she shouldn't have said those words.

However, the master has already listened to it, and ordered her to force it, so she can no longer hide it.

"The Taoist said that Miss has the face of a queen!"

"shut up!"

Hearing this, Yang Yanhe's expression changed drastically, and a panicked voice seemed to come out of his throat.

"This is disobedient words, how can you say it casually?"

"If your words get out, it will bring great disaster to the Yang family."

"Besides, this is a trick of the people. How could such matters, especially His Majesty's marriage, be calculated by those individuals?"

Yang Yanhe angrily scolded the maid, who was already trembling in the corner with fear.

It took a long time before he said: "Master, I know this, but, I saw that the young lady was really moved. She didn't drink tea or eat. But I heard that the queen mother ordered her to make the young lady fall ill."

"Damn Linger, Linger shouldn't be taking the portrait, woo woo woo"

Yang Yanhe scolded a few words, and the maid actually shrank in the corner and started crying.
(End of this chapter)