I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"Second nephew, we may seldom see each other in the future, remember to write letters often!"

Zhu Gaosui laughed, patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder, turned and left.

After the two uncles left, Zhu Zhangui stepped forward and hugged Zhu Zhanji.

"Write to me if you have anything to do. Zhang Xian is from our East Palace. If there is anything you can ask him to do."

"Usually, you don't have to be too busy. The next thing will be done by your subordinates. You just need to grasp the overall situation!"

"Don't worry, father and mother at home. With me here, I won't make them work too hard. You and your younger siblings will work hard to let your mother have a grandson as soon as possible. This is her heart disease."

Zhu Zhanji nodded with a smile.

When Zhu Zhangui stopped chattering, Zhu Zhanji bowed deeply to Zhu Zhangui.

He didn't make any guarantees, nor did he promise Zhu Zhangui that he would never make trouble.

Sometimes, it's better to do it than to say it.

The two are brothers, and Zhu Zhangui is not the kind of person who can be persuaded with a guarantee.

In the last step, Zhu Zhangui also extended his hand and returned the gift.

The old man sitting in the carriage nodded in relief when he saw the appearance of his brother and friend.

Looking down at the yawning little guy who was a little sleepy, the old man smiled and pinched the little guy's chubby face.

"Little grandson, although your father and your uncle had some conflicts, they were finally resolved. You have to learn from your father and your uncle in the future. Don't be too domineering and bully your younger siblings, otherwise, great-grandpa will definitely Get rid of you brat."

The returning army set off from Tianciguan and went to Bengal Province.

After staying in Bangladesh for three days, the old man met Zhu Zhangui's father-in-law.

Maybe both of them are elderly people, and they have a little relationship, so they had a very happy chat.

Accompanied by Zhu Zhangui's father-in-law, he met the officials who are still in charge of the Bangladesh province and appointed the chief envoy here.

After Zhu Zhangui picked up his two daughters-in-law and his uncle who was going to study in the Imperial College, he started to head for Manitoba.

On the short journey back, Zhu Zhangui and his party walked for three full months before returning to Damingjiali.

"finally arrived at home!"

Looking at the mountains and rivers of Daming, the old man who pulled the little guy out of the carriage couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Grandpa, this is obviously a big mountain, why do you want to talk about home!"

Some puzzled little guys looked left and right, but couldn't find any home, so they asked the old man suspiciously.

"Hahaha…"

The little guy asked innocently, which made the old man laugh out loud.

The old man picked him up and pointed at the mountains and rivers in front of him.

"Qi Rui, the entire Ming Dynasty belongs to our Zhu family. The mountains and water here are equivalent to the scenery of our back garden, so every place here is our home."

The little guy nodded half-understood, then turned to look at Zhu Zhangui beside him.

"Father, this is our home. On which hill do my grandparents and my mother live!"

"Pfft! Hahaha..."

As soon as this remark came out, the people around couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing.

Zhu Zhangui bounced the little guy's head angrily, "You stinky boy, your grandpa and grandma are good. You have to say that you can hear it on the hill, so you have to hear your grandmother. "

"Hahaha…"

The crowd laughed again.

"Grandpa, should we go directly to Leizhou Mansion and board the boat back, or walk back by land!"

After teaching the blunt little guy a lesson, Zhu Zhangui asked the old man how he planned to go back?

The old man looked at the landscape and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't go by sea, go back by land. I haven't been to some places for a long time. If I don't slip around, some people should think I'm dead."

Zhu Zhangui was happy.

The old man, the tiger, is going to patrol the territory.

But it's time to check it out.

In the past two years since the old man went to sea, the feudal lord has been making small moves, often doing things here and there.

In April of this year, a vassal king was directly ordered by the old man to abolish the throne and be demoted to a commoner because of his death.

Among these restless princes, King Ning and Zhu Quan are the most outstanding among them. Some time ago, the news that the old man passed away overseas was circulated in Daming, and it was this guy who spread the news with his mouth.

This news made the imperial court very anxious. Later, in the name of the old man, an imperial decree was issued to inform the world, and the matter was settled.

For this reason, the old man was very angry. If King Ning was in front of him at that time, Zhu Zhangui reckoned that the old man would have strangled this dear seventeenth brother alive.

The group didn't stay long in Jiali, and went straight to Yunnan Mansion along the newly built official road.

After staying there for two days, the old man met Yu Qian and the chief envoy here, praised their achievements, and asked about the current situation.

After confirming that the chieftain had been dealt with, and that Yunnan and Guizhou were completely under the control of the imperial court, he nodded in satisfaction.

The problem of the chieftain in Yunnan and Guizhou was settled, which can be regarded as a solution to one of the old man's concerns.

In the future here, the imperial court no longer needs to worry about these chieftains, let alone worry about rebellions breaking out at any time.

After staying in Yunnan for two days, leaving behind the troops to guard against Wusi Zangdusi, the party went straight to Nanchang Mansion in Jiangxi.

The old man planned to have a good time with his seventeenth brother there, to repay his kindness for publicizing his death.

"Hurry up, hurry up, tidy up, clean up everything there, whether the road has been paved with loess, the back kitchen has informed, and the food will be ready to serve as soon as we say hello!"

Prince Ning's Mansion in Nanchang.

The housekeeper in the house was busy hitting the back of his head with his heel, and kept telling his servants to do this or that.

Sitting in the lobby, Prince Ning's family were all frowning.

"Father, you said that you did it because of your mouth, but now the fourth uncle is here, and he probably asked you for trouble by talking about his death some time ago!"

King Ning's eldest son looked at his worried father with a bitter expression, and couldn't help complaining.

King Ning gave his eldest son an angry look.

"At that time, can I not think about it! Besides, I only said that he must not die, but I didn't say that he was dead. It's someone else's servant. It's none of my business!"

King Ning's sons were speechless for a moment.

You have said that, can others stop thinking about it?

"Ugh!"

A group of people sighed in unison.

"My lord, my lord, the emperor's carriage will arrive at noon, and Minister Chen Buzheng invites you to come and welcome him!"

King Ning trembled in his heart.

Alas, what was supposed to come has finally come, Zhu Laosi came straight to him, and he couldn't hide.

Stretching out his head with a knife, retracting his head was also a knife, he didn't believe that that old fellow Zhu Di could kill him.

At worst, just get a fat beating, it's not like he hasn't been beaten by that old guy before.

There was a lot of people outside Nanchang City, and countless people stretched their necks to look at the end of the road.

At the front of the crowd, the officials under the chief secretary were explaining the emotions and etiquette of the extras when they performed later.

Ever since Lu Xin became the Minister of Rites, what he learned from Zhu Zhangui has been added to the etiquette for welcoming the emperor.

Although this kind of thing is very fake, but this kind of mood and atmosphere is what is needed.

Otherwise, when the emperor came, a group of people would kneel there and kowtow to greet him dryly, and they always felt that there was something missing.

"My lord, Sheng Jia is already ten miles away!"

"My lord, Sheng Jia has entered eight miles!"

A soldier galloped over on horseback and reported how far the emperor's car was still.

"Notify, hurry up and get ready!"

Chen Buzheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and told the officials below to prepare quickly.

Ning Wang Zhu Quan looked indifferent.

Anyway, he had already figured it out, Zhu Laosi would never dare to kill him.As long as he doesn't die, he will still have a chance in the future. Han Xin has also been humiliated in the crotch, so it doesn't matter if he is beaten up.

As long as there is a chance to ascend to the throne in the future, let alone a beating, a stabbing will do.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

A rumble of horseshoes came from the end of the road.

Everyone heard the reputation and looked, and saw the dust and smoke billowing at the end of the road. A soldier in full armor and riding a horse ran over from the smoke and dust under the guidance of a banner with the characters of Zhu.

"Come on, let's get started!"

Seeing the cavalry rolling in, the officials under the chief secretary hurriedly greeted the welcoming team to start.

With the shouts of the officials, the drummer played quickly.

The dancers arranged on both sides of the road also performed a festive dance accompanied by drums.

It was Zhu Gaoxu who was a cavalryman who opened the way ahead.

Before rushing to the welcoming team, he cast a glance at the dancing girls on both sides, as well as the enthusiastic and cheering common people, and gave a cold snort of disdain.

Without even looking at the envoys and officials who came up to meet him, they bowed their hands at King Ning, which was regarded as a greeting.

The neglected Chief Secretary officials smiled awkwardly.

Thinking in his heart, the folk rumors are indeed true, the king of Han Zhu Gaoxu is arrogant, and he is indeed so when he saw him today.

Actually they don't know.

Zhu Gaoxu is usually very talkative, but Ah Sanguo's business was tricked by the old man, and he felt a little unhappy, so everyone he met along the way always had a long face.

After the cavalry warned the surroundings, the team in the distance, wearing the guard of honor of the emperor, slowly drove over.

Zhu Zhangui, who was leading the way at the front of the team, glanced at the situation of the welcoming team, and twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely.

Nima, as expected, he read Lu Xin correctly, he is really the material for the etiquette department.

In just a short time, his showmanship has spread throughout the country.

"Greetings to His Highness Taisun, Your Highness is blessed and safe."

When Zhu Zhangui came to the welcoming team with the guard of honor, all the officials of the Chief Secretary hurriedly knelt down and paid respects.

Zhu Gaoxu is the prince, they just need to be greeted normally.

But Zhu Zhangui is different.

This is the grandson of the emperor, the legal heir of Ming Dynasty, the future prince, and the future emperor.

Everyone present, except for the vassal king, had to pay respects when meeting for the first time, including the sons of King Ning and the uncles of Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui got off his horse, nodded to the officials with a warm face, and raised his hand to let him stand up.

"My lords have worked hard, so please forgive me!"

The officials who were left out just now couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, His Royal Highness is not like the King of Han.

"Uncles, get up quickly, how can Zhan Gui afford the big gifts from his uncles!"

After a simple greeting with the officials, Zhu Zhangui walked quickly to the sons of King Ning.

The sons of King Ning, who had just got up halfway, froze in place, not knowing whether to continue to get up, or to kneel down and salute again.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhangui didn't intend to torment them. He walked quickly to King Ning's eldest son and stretched out his hand to help him up.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The eldest son of King Ning, who was lifted up, cupped his hands and bowed again.

Zhu Zhangui laughed and held his hand.

"Uncle Shi, we haven't seen each other for many years."