Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

Zhang Xin was furious.

After talking about money, how did this guy get back to the issue of having children?

Indeed, the emperor's grandfather was very generous and set rules early on, and the princes would be rewarded if they had sons, daughters, and even grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

When the child reaches the age of ten, he or she can start receiving a salary.

But even if the woman in the backyard starts with her and tries her best to get pregnant, how many children can she give birth to?

It will take another eleven years before there will be big profits.

If we really wait for this income, then the opportunity will be lost.

Furthermore, Zhu Gaochi worked hard for thirty years in his previous life, but only had seventeen children!

"With your body and this fat, I'm afraid you'll collapse from exhaustion before you even give birth to a few children!"

Zhang Xin says whatever he thinks. If you poke my lungs, then I will hit you in the fatal spot!

"Hey - Zhang!!!"

Zhu Gaochi was indeed annoyed. He stood up and wanted to leave in anger.

"Sit down, I'm not done yet!"

Zhang Xin was not afraid at all, but instead pulled Zhu Gaochi's trouser leg to stop him from leaving.

"Hey! I'm your husband, and you're talking to me like that!"

Zhu Gaochi stopped walking but denied it.

"Ah, sir, my Lord - you are so magnanimous, why would you bother with a few words from me?"

Zhang Xin put on a fake smile and gave him a way out.

"Hmph, I won't bother with you! Anyway, give birth to the baby! Wait until my injury is healed, you just wait!"

Zhu Gaochi pouted and sat down again.

"Yes, yes, yes! Then can I manage my land and shop? Even though it's just a drop in the bucket, it's still a bit of a contribution. I'll feel at ease if I can help mother share her worries by eating and drinking sparingly every day."

Zhang Xin brought up her idea again.

"You are the Crown Prince's Consort, a member of the royal family for sure. The income from the land can be used in the palace, but not in the shop."

"But the land and the shop are not in my name. They were given to me by the old people on my father's side. They said that the dowry had nothing to do with them, so they had to give me something to keep as a treasure."

"Hey, your family is really spiritual and loves their daughter——"

"I just scraped together some money and gave them a little. My parents couldn't refuse their kindness."

"Well, you can ask someone to look after it, and you can manage the income yourself. It has always been the man who earns money to support the family, so why would it be his turn to spend his wife's money? How foolish!"

Although Zhu Gaochi had nothing good to say, he was actually very happy in his heart.

The wife that my royal grandfather asked me to marry is different.

She deserves the evaluation of being virtuous and kind.

"Then it's settled. I have the final say on how to spend the money, not Your Highness. Isn't it time to ask my parents for help?"

Zhang Xin got the OK, and then he gestured to Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes, but still pulled her up with a smile, and with his other hand he grabbed Zhang Xin's still slightly chubby face.

"You really know how to order people around! Let's go, we can come back in a minute. I wonder if our eldest son has come yet? It's been several months!"

Zhang Xin pinched back.

"pain!"

"Why would I pinch you if it doesn't hurt? It's a waste of energy!"

"Didn't the teaching aunts realize that you, my wife, are so cruel?"

"I pretended well—"

Zhang Xin thought for a moment and told the truth.

This truth successfully choked Zhu Gaochi, and after a long while he asked again:

"Do you really want to marry into the royal family?"

"No, my father said that even if I failed, as long as I have a good reputation, people who want to marry me will squeeze through the door - so I can choose the best one."

"Hey!!! What do you mean? Isn't my wife afraid that I will get angry?"

Zhu Gaochi was shocked.

"Your Highness is not that kind of person."

Zhang Xin looked up at Zhu Gaochi. Although this fat guy was dark and sinister and hid his evil intentions deeply, he was still a soft-hearted person at heart.

Basically, it can be said that Zhu Gaochi is a peculiar flower among the Zhu family's descendants with a bad temper.

"My wife's praise came so unexpectedly—"

The eighteen-year-old Zhu Gaochi could not hide his pride, and his mouth corners were grinning to his ears.

"The truth."

"Well, telling the truth is a good quality. It's just that a truth hurts the heart, and a truth warms the heart. This is a bit hard to accept. It's easy to offend people."

Zhu Gaochi thought about it for a moment and felt that he should teach Zhang Xin the art of speaking.

"Uh, will it?"

"When you called him Prince earlier, the tone was quite good—"

The two men walked out of the house while talking. Even without any instructions, the servants knew that they were going to Xiaode Palace.

When they arrived at the door, the sedan chair was already waiting for them.

"Oh, my Lord, let's walk to my mother's place. I've eaten too much and I need to digest it."

"Can!"

"If I were to tell the truth from my wife, how would I say this?"

"I need to digest my food, then change it to Your Highness should digest his food."

"Pfft - OK, wife, don't change it. I think it's fine."

Zhu Gaochi burst into laughter and immediately changed his words.

Such a daughter-in-law is lively, bright and interesting!!!

"Oh--"

Zhang Xin is quick to accept advice.

The dinner time in the palace follows that of the capital, which is the hour of You. After dinner, it is dark outside.

Of course, the people below didn't speak. After Zhang Xin ended the conversation with a single word, a group of people walked quietly in the palace corridor.

After walking for a while, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but ask again:

"Does your father love you very much?"

"Yes, my mother said that it was my father's way of spoiling me that made me lucky that I didn't grow up to be a bad person."

Zhang Xin responded with a smile, saying that her father had spoiled her in both his lives, the kind of spoiling that made her cry at home when she got married.

"That's great. My dad yells at me every day."

Zhu Gaochi spoke with envy, and also a little melancholy and depression.

This sentence suddenly brought Zhang Xin back to her past life, the mistakes she had made, and she silently changed the words in her heart:

"I actually wanted my dad to yell at me, but that's not the case—"

After Zhang Xin said this, Zhu Gaochi was indeed somewhat comforted, and he also felt that they were all in the same boat, so he said casually:

"If you miss your parents, I'll go back with you when I'm free—"

"Can you? When?"

Zhang Xin was surprised.

"Maybe not for now, how about asking them to come over first?"

Zhu Gaochi thought about the current situation and revised his proposal.

The princes were not allowed to leave their fiefdoms without permission, and the same applied to the crown princes.

He wanted to take Zhang Xin for a walk around Yongcheng. At this critical juncture, who knows what might happen.

[Small Science: Ming Dynasty Treasure Notes]

The currency of the Ming Dynasty was called "Da Ming Bao Chao". It was the only paper currency officially issued by the Ming Dynasty and was in use for more than 270 years. The reason for this was the shortage of copper at that time.

In the seventh year of Hongwu, the "Banknote Law" was promulgated, and the Baochao Tizhusi Office was established, under which two bureaus, the Paper Copying Bureau and the Banknote Printing Bureau, and two warehouses, the Baochao and Xingyong Bureau, were set up. The following year, it was issued in the name of the Zhongshu Province in Nanjing.

Baochao was divided into six grades: one string, five hundred coins, three hundred coins, two hundred coins, and one hundred coins.

Characteristics: Poor paper quality, difficult to last, only issued and not received, no demarcation, no recycling, flooding the market, inflation in the year of issuance, rapid depreciation, just a name in vain.