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

"Then tell me, what insights can you gain?"

Zhu Di got to the bottom of the matter.

He had also been sent to Fengyang by his father, so he understood the sufferings of the people.

But even though he knew the other person, it didn't mean he couldn't empathize with him.

"Knowledge of weeding!!!"

Zhu Zhanji replied loudly.

He fulfilled his wish of weeding on the farm - really, you have to do it to understand.

It was spring, when the grass was green and the birds were singing.

Morning, noon, afternoon, evening.

He has tried these few hours.

If you weed at night, you can’t see clearly and may hurt the seedlings. In the middle of the night, the dew will fall and the grass will come back to life the next day. The same is true in the morning. It’s not easy to kill the grass if it’s covered with dew.

The best time is the two hours at noon when the sun is high in the sky.

But it doesn't mean that you shouldn't work except at the best time.

A lot of work needs to be completed before the spring plowing season.

People in the village also said that hoeing the fields is not just about weeding. Hoeing the fields in dry days can prevent drought and hoeing the fields after rain can prevent waterlogging. Hoeing the fields without weeds can make the land loose and breathable. When there is no fertilizer available, hoeing the fields is equivalent to fertilizing.

"I have learned how to weed. But what about fertilizing, draining water, and transplanting rice?"

Zhu Di wanted to strike back at Zhu Zhanji when he saw him showing off.

"There are so many details to this one thing, not to mention the others. If I have the chance, I will definitely learn it. However, knowing this one thing, I will understand that it is really very hard work."

Zhu Zhanji was not afraid at all.

"Okay, that's reasonable, but I, your grandpa, don't have time to go with you!"

Not wanting to argue with his grandson any further, Zhu Di came clean.

"Grandpa, why don't you find a few people to help you read it? My eyes are tired from reading so many memorials every day."

Zhu Zhanji suggested.

"Look, I'll ask your grandma to help me."

Zhu Di pointed at Xu who had already started looking through the memorials.

"That doesn't count. Can't we reappoint a new prime minister?"

Zhu Zhanji has also been studying history in class recently. It seems that the emperors of the Tang and Song dynasties were quite comfortable being emperors.

The teachers said that there were prime ministers in the past.

Even if there is no prime minister, there is an official similar to a prime minister.

This position was to help the emperor deal with the complicated affairs of state.

The power was very great, second only to the emperor, and in the end there were many people who controlled the government and undermined the imperial power, so the late emperor abolished this position.

But Zhu Zhanji vaguely felt that this was not a problem for the prime minister.

It was because the emperor did not manage his affairs well or was too lazy to manage them that the prime minister was able to seize power.

"This is a long story. We'll talk about it in class tomorrow. Go play today."

Xu quickly flipped through it and knew that they would have to continue until the middle of the night, so she immediately sent Zhu Zhanji away.

Start work early and finish early.

"It would be nice to find a few people to help Grandpa and Grandma read the memorials. Or how about I read it for them?"

Zhu Zhanji wanted to help.

"That's fine, but forget about it today. You can't stay in the house all day. Wait until I talk to your grandfather and rearrange your schedule before coming back."

Xu thought about it for a moment and it really worked.

Her eyesight is a little blurry now.

Yao Niang said that because she had given birth so frequently, there would always be some residual symptoms.

"Okay, then I'll go play with my aunt by myself! Can we go out and play?"

"Bring enough guards and don't be alone."

"Yes, grandma."

After Zhu Zhanji left, the couple worked quietly. Half an hour later, Bixi reminded Xu to get up and walk around.

Zhu Di naturally stood up with Xu and stretched his muscles.

"We can't appoint a prime minister, but we can find some fat guys, right?"

Zhu Di was pulled by Xu to do a circle of Eight-Section Brocade. When he returned to his seat and sat down, he seemed to be thinking about something.

"Some little guys? Teach now?"

Xu understood, but thought it was not feasible. Even after she taught him, the idea was forgotten.

"Just pick those who can recognize a few words. As for Annan's group, we don't know what to do now. Why not choose from them?"

Zhu Di felt as if he had been enlightened by his grandson.

Just as he and Xu left Jiaozhi with their army, Zhang Yu's son Zhang Fu made a stupid move.

His original intention was to have Zhang Fu gather a group of skilled craftsmen and young talents from Jiaozhi and send them to the capital.

There are too few people in Beijing.

People were sent to relocate from all parts of the country.

Now Annan is also a part of our territory, so it makes sense to move some of its people to the capital.

The starting point was also to win over and appease the Annan people, recruit talents, and expand royal financial revenue.

The glass craftsmen that Prince Ning brought back before now bring millions and tens of millions of dollars in revenue to the royal family.

But Zhang Fu misunderstood the meaning, and based on his experience in previous wars, he sent back a lot of castrated boys and teenagers.

Because Zhang Fu's father Zhang Yu had sacrificed his life to save his master many times, and Zhang Fu himself was also a brave warrior.

Zhu Di felt that he was to blame for not explaining himself clearly, so he naturally did not blame Zhang Fu.

It is not easy to deal with these boys and teenagers nowadays, as there are more than a thousand of them.

The palace definitely doesn’t need that many people.

But they still have to be kept alive, and in order not to discourage the people of Jiaozhi, they cannot be treated too badly.

After hearing what Zhu Zhanji said today, Zhu Di felt that it was just right that he could finally put these people to use.

Although at this moment the world still belongs to the Zhu family.

But everyone knew that this position was snatched back by Zhu Di from those civil officials who wanted to control the government.

The two opposing parties cannot trust each other, but cannot live without each other.

But Zhu Di really didn't have many confidants he could use.

Once the Imperial College is taken over, useful military generals can be trained.

There was no such thing in the Imperial College. He watched coldly as these people were calculating in their minds.

You still have to support your own people.

The quality of these eunuchs from Jiaozhi was not bad. They had no foundation in the court or the country, and they would not form factions to attack dissidents.

"Dad didn't allow eunuchs to learn to read, and now even this has changed?"

Xu was a little unable to accept it at first.

"I'm just worried that they might cause chaos. But how can they cause chaos if they have no roots or foundation? If they are used well, they are actually ministers. Besides, it's just to let them learn to read so that they can classify the memorials submitted to us."

The more Zhu Di thought about it, the more he felt that this was feasible.

Among more than a thousand people, there are always a dozen who can be used. That's basically enough.

"Will you compete with the female officials?"

Xu thought further.

Most women don't like to fight for power by nature.

The female officials in the palace are all obedient now. New female officials and palace maids leave the palace when they reach a certain age, so there is no more fighting among them.

But eunuchs can't do that. They stay in the palace all their lives and build up relationships. When they become the elders in the palace, they will probably dominate the situation.

"You're a good candidate, so come out and be an armed eunuch. Why are you still fighting in the harem? It's a good opportunity to bring him out to compete with the civil officials, so I don't have to fight with them myself."

Zhu Di had no such concerns.

For a man, achieving success always comes first. If he has the chance to be a big shot outside, who would have the patience to struggle in the palace?

If he doesn't respect the others, how can he become powerful?