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

"Take it easy. They are not afraid to put a sack on you."

Zhu Gaochi smiled secretly and gave some advice.

"It would be great if they had the guts to do this. They just think of crooked ways every day."

Zhu Yu's tone was full of disdain.

Since he joined the Ministry of Industry, he has been reported on many occasions.

It was only after he really took charge that he realized the saying "It takes ten years for a scholar to succeed in a rebellion" was really true.

Everyone's energy is put into talking and they are the best at holding others back, while those who do practical work become the odd ones out.

If he were not a vassal prince or the emperor's brother today, he would probably have no choice but to go along with those people.

"Compared to this, doesn't the Mu family also seem precious?"

Zhang Xin smiled and joked.

"Alas, even though it is precious, it is also hateful. For the sake of Fourth Brother, I will not bother with his family."

Zhu Yu did not hide his anger, but he did not belittle the Mu family because of his own experience.

After leaving Yunnan and meeting all kinds of people in the Ministry of Works, he realized that the Mu family was indeed loyal.

He was also a loyal minister who resisted the pressure from his own father to prevent the young boy from interfering in Yunnan's political affairs.

According to his knowledge at that time, if the Mu family was a little softer, those chieftains in Yunnan would curry favor with him and he would definitely be spoiled by wine and women.

If he had become arrogant and had soldiers under his command and had continued to oppose the Mu family, Yunnan would probably be in chaos now.

"Hahaha, Uncle Eighteen is so generous!"

Zhu Gaochi understood Zhu Yu very well and laughed and clapped his hands.

"Uncle Eighteenth will be staying for a few days. Why not let him live with us in Yuzhen Palace? There are many empty rooms here, and everything is available. Zhanyong is in class now, and he hasn't seen Uncle Eighteenth for a long time."

Zhang Xin turned the topic to life.

"Forget it, I'll just live with the people in charge of the Ministry of Industry. We've been recording along the river, so we can live wherever we go. If we live here, we'll have to run back and forth."

Zhu Yu waved his hand to refuse.

"Then prepare some food and drinks for Uncle Eighteen?"

Zhang Xin asked again.

"No need. Now that we are out, the imperial court has a sum of money for everyone to spend on the road. It's not good to let them get too greedy."

In the past few years, he has finally gathered some hard-working people under his command.

This time he came out with these people, and no matter what, he had to share the hardships with everyone.

"Uncle Eighteen is quite aware!"

Zhu Gaochi sighed.

"What about the medicine? Should we prepare some? We have to go out in the wind and rain."

Zhang Xin admired Zhu Yu's practical attitude, so he made another suggestion.

"Ah, that's right. My nephew's wife is so thoughtful. She prepared a variety of convenient pills."

Zhu Yu indeed had not expected this and agreed immediately.

He had heard a long time ago that the laboratory managed by Zhang Xin had produced many pills for treating diseases, such as colds, diarrhea, etc., and they were very effective.

It’s just that I can’t remember it when I’m not sick, and when I’m sick, it’s out of my reach.

"Qian'er, go find Mr. Wen. Ask him to prepare a complete set of pills."

Zhu Gaochi raised his chin and instructed Qianer.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Qian Er responded and left.

"Uncle Eighteen might stay for lunch?"

Zhu Gaochi turned around and asked Zhu Yu.

"Yes, I said I would be out for a day. I also want to go up the mountain in the afternoon. They say the Golden Summit is very effective."

Zhu Yu came for two things.

The first thing was to come and see Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Xin on behalf of Xu. She was very concerned about Zhang Xin, so she specially called him into the palace to give him some instructions.

The second thing was to go and see the Wudang Golden Summit, which had cost so much money to build, on behalf of Zhu Di.

"Then after lunch, I will go up the mountain with Uncle Eighteen."

Zhu Gaochi made the final decision.

It was not yet time for lunch, so Zhang Xin prepared some tea and the three of them sat down to chat.