C5

Someone woke up from his hunger. The moment he woke up, an extra set of memory of gymnastics appeared in his mind. This memory was very clear and deep. It was faintly related to his unimaginable transmigration.

The necessary golden fingers of a transcender? Maybe, but it's still a bit weak compared to the Red Alert base vehicles, let alone the interstellar battleships and the like. It was unclear how effective this set of gymnastics was. After all, it allowed one to travel through the world. It was possible that this body could also be trained to be as hard as steel.

However, Second Elder Brother Zhu was determined to get his hands on the Armored Ship. He was going to be shot in a queue, what was he going to do with a model general?

There was a small bowl of rice porridge on the table. He picked it up and swallowed it in two bites. He ate something and felt even hungrier. There was also a big bowl of red water on the table.

"This is?"

When he was done eating and drinking, he turned around and saw a piece of white silk in the corner of the brick bed. As he squatted down to pick it up, he smelled a sweet fragrance.

He opened the handkerchief in his hand and saw a row of graceful words embroidered on it, "My apricot gift to you, sister, for the plum and the hairpin."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he didn't have time to think carefully and put the fragrant handkerchief into his pocket, then lay down on the warm brick bed and pretended to sleep.

A fragrant wind blew over, Second Elder Brother Zhu was sleeping quietly, his eyelids not twitching at all. In his heart, however, he was extremely curious. Who was this woman, what did she look like, and did she have a marriage match …

Marriage, forget it. The fates of the clan members were almost the same as that of a pig's, marriage was entirely decided by the people from Imperial Clan Court far away in the capital. Flipping through the local household register, find a woman of the right age to lead the Red String of Fate.

A young girl in a blue ramie robe with a moon-white sleeveless jacket and a bamboo hat and a Meng Jiao silk hurriedly looked around the room. Her eyes rested on the two empty bowls on the table for a moment, then she turned around and looked at Second Elder Brother Zhu, who was sleeping soundly on the brick bed.

"young lady, how is my son?"

Zhu Yisu, who was wearing a loyal and quiet crown, quickly followed him. Behind him was an old man wearing a red Qilin official robe and a black gauze hat. Jian Dianbiao 1 held onto the Embroidered Spring Sabre on his waist and touched the empty bowl on the table with one hand. It was still warm. He raised his head and looked at Second Elder Brother Zhu, who was sleeping on the brick bed. The corner of his mouth curled up.

Second Elder Brother Zhu's hand was lifted and his cold fingers were pressed against his wrist. The touch made Second Elder Brother Zhu's heart flutter. She then said in a sweet and clear voice: "Zhu husband, please wait a moment. Second Brother just got up and went into the porridge. I think he should be fine."

The second son of the Zhu Wu Steel was truly despicable. The second son of the Zhu Wu Steel, the second son of the Zhu Wu Steel, had a pair of bright and beautiful eyes that flashed with anger as he forcefully pinched Second Elder Brother Zhu's wrist.

Putting aside the fact that he had hidden the handkerchief that he had left behind, his heartbeat must have quickened just as he was taking his pulse. This must have been a fake sleep. Being so scheming at such a young age, he was definitely not a good person.

Zhu Yisu, who was concerned about his son, did not notice Lee Family nor did the old man notice. Jian Dianbiao's face had a faint smile on it as he observed Second Elder Brother Zhu's expression from afar, thinking that he could endure it.

Second Elder Brother Zhu endured the pain and blinked his eyelashes. He slowly opened his eyes and finally took a look at the veiled girl who had a strong desire for revenge. He turned to Zhu Yisu and said weakly, "Your unfilial son has made father worry."

Being so young and yet so fake, the girl felt even more disgust towards Second Elder Brother Zhu. She exerted even more strength in her hand and pinched him viciously. It was so painful that Second Elder Brother Zhu's face twitched.

"young lady, is my son alright?"

The girl silently pushed Second Elder Brother Zhu's wrist back. From beginning to end, she did not let the anxious Zhu Yisu see the scratches on his wrist. She said, "Zhu husband, don't worry. Second brother will be fine after recuperating for a few months."

The old man in the red qilin robe heard this and let out a sigh of relief. He was the father of the Hundred Household Liu Shiqing, the old man of the Liu Family. He was one of the fourteen thousand families in the secret service of the Ming Dynasty.

"Erlang Shen, rest in peace. Your father will definitely seek justice for him." Pressing his son onto the brick bed, covering him with a thin blanket, Zhu Yisu took out two taels of silver from his sleeves and thanked young lady on the Lee Family.

young lady saw that she did not have the chance to get back her handkerchief, so she took the silver and said, "Wait for Grandfather to come back and prepare a prescription for Second Brother. After cooking it, Yuvniang will be delivered to Second Brother for him to submit to.

"Sorry for troubling you, young lady. I will pay you a visit another day." Zhao Qi, send Lee Family young lady home. "

Inwardly grateful, Zhu Yisu sent the young girl out and instructed Zhao Qi, who was waiting at the side. Jian Dianbiao gave a wink to the little flag Hee Chong, who had been driving the carriage. The little flag was reluctant to step out from under the tree and board the carriage.

In bed, Second Elder Brother Zhu rubbed his right wrist as he thought slander in his heart. Who said that ancient women were gentle and virtuous? Mother's heart was truly small, and it was painful to pinch her.

"Old Lord, my son was lucky enough to survive. I also know that Old Lord is in a difficult situation. As long as we can solve the problem of my family's history, this matter will be resolved. "

Zhu Yisu wanted to make a big fuss, but this thousand year old man personally came to pay them a visit before secret service of the Ming Dynasty. If he didn't know what was good for him and continued to make a fuss, then this father and son would have to suffer. Not to mention anything else, he couldn't even send out the message regarding Imperial Clan Court, and it was even more likely that he couldn't even get out of this door.

Old Master Liu stroked his white beard and muttered: "This matter is extremely difficult. This old man has a suggestion for State Dedicating Lieutenant to consider."

"Please speak, Old Lord. I am not a pedantic scholar who does not know his place."

Zhu Yisu clasped his hands and lowered his attitude. The meaning is very clear, I hope you old man can let us accept. What is a suggestion? If you say that your suggestion will not help, then what are you trying to say? Old Master Liu's suggestion was a compensation in reality.

"State Dedicating Lieutenant should know, that the last clan record had recorded over a hundred thousand Venerable Class nobles. The annual expenditure of nearly 8 million stones was a huge burden for the imperial government. Therefore, His Majesty ordered the clan to open up a new path for the clan's nobles. "

Zhu Yisu nodded. More and more of the clan members were gathering, so due to the ancestral rules, the clan members under Prefecture Lord could not do anything. In the past, the feudal fiefdom could still be allocated money, but now that it had failed, they were in arrears for a year. The more time passed, the more he owed, and the more he didn't dare to admit it.

Some of the clan disciples wanted to exchange the imperial duke for their official positions, but they could not bear to part with the rice that the country had owed them over the years. Zhu Yisu was one of them.

The imperial duke Mushroom Rice was 200 stones per year, what kind of meaning was this? Right now, 1 mu of land could produce 1 stone worth of grain. This meant that the total distribution of 200 stones was equivalent to the harvest of 200 mu of fertile land every year, as well as saving on the cost of manpower.

Usually, he only received 23 stones a year and was in arrears of 106 stones a year. Even after dozens of years of accumulation, it was still a huge amount of wealth. How could these poverty-stricken clansmen let it go?

Zhu Yisu's family only consisted of his father and son, as well as an old servant, Zhao Qi. Zhao Qi often worked part-time outside writing letters to barely earn 1 point. Three people eat not much, the use of small. As an Elementary Scholar, he was also able to receive a monthly allowance of 6 taels of rice. On behalf of the Prince's Mansion, he received a monthly allowance of 2 taels of silver for his teaching duties.

2 taels of silver? There were many servant who acted as the backbone for the main general on the battlefield. The number of servant who charged into battle was also about 2 taels of silver per month. But to make a fire rod, save craftsman money, material costs about 5 silver.

In the eyes of Second Elder Brother Zhu, who had rebelled to become a marquis, the amount of money his family had was simply too little.

Zhu Yisu has three economic sources, living a mere 1 point better than the average rich farmer. Of course, this had something to do with Zhu Yisu's good friends. For example, he was close friends with the Scholar Sun Chuantinng from the 47 years of the Thousand Calendar. Now, the correspondence was cut off because he was from the clan and Sun Chuantinng had released the information regarding the county. The communication between the letters was an act of suicide.

Old Master Liu looked at Zhu Yisu and spoke out his own plan, "His Majesty supports the clan's disciples to create their own way out, but very few clan members respond to His Majesty's suggestion. As a result, I believe that the State Dedicating Lieutenant can scheme for 12. To strip off the imperial duke s from the Imperial Clan Court and use them to fend for themselves. This old face of mine can let the State Dedicating Lieutenant listen directly to his Majesty. If his majesty knew that there is someone like the State Dedicating Lieutenant in the sect who cares deeply about the affairs of the nations, he would definitely pay respect to the State Dedicating Lieutenant's desire to report to the nation. "

Zhu Yisu nodded slowly and cupped his fist, "I'll listen to Old Lord."

Zhu Yisu was still unwilling to not hang the family record for his son. However, to be able to exchange imperial duke for a position of one and a half officials, that was also not bad. However, his Elementary Scholar status wasn't up for grabs.

Only the clan members who passed the examination could take the imperial duke for an official position. At the very least, they had to have the identity of a provincial graduate. With his identity as an Elementary Scholar, things might not be so easy. Even if he was offered a position, it would not be a good position.

He was from the royal family, but he was determined to be a civil servant. It was for no other reason but to get rid of his identity as a prisoner. There were many close friends, but they all had no choice but to stop contacting him. Thinking about this, how could Zhu Yisu feel comfortable?

Glancing at his son on the kang, Zhu Yisu sighed in his heart, hoping that Erlang would understand his painstaking efforts. Without the shackles of the clan, Zhu Yisu was confident that he would leave his son with thousands of acres of fertile land.

The secret service of the Ming Dynasty protecting Old Man Liu left, yet he forcefully kept all kinds of gifts behind. It looked like there were a lot of gifts, but in reality what was valuable were only two pieces of white cotton, one green ramie mixed together, and there were also some snacks.

As for the two ginseng, Zhu Yisu wanted to stay and nourish his son, but he knew that these two ginseng were worth more than other gifts. Now, with Old Man Liu's connections, taking the ginseng would definitely make Old Man Liu unhappy. If he was not happy, the matter of him exchanging imperial duke for an official position might not happen.

His Majesty was afraid that Lu Li would think for his country, so he praised Lu Mi verbally. After cutting off the imperial duke, His Majesty didn't even give Lu Mi a single official position. If that was the case, then the father and son pair really could starve to death, so Old Master Liu couldn't offend them.

As he fed his son sweet porridge in the evening, Zhu Yisu told him about imperial duke's change in official, which made Second Elder Brother Zhu mentally prepared. After all, this imperial duke was Zhu Yisu's, it was true that it would be Second Elder Brother Zhu's in the future.

Because of the problem with the imperial duke, there were too many dirty incidents in the royal family.

The Court had no other means of livelihood than to live on the Lord. Let's not mention the Prince Level 1, the Prefecture Lord's 2000 Stones and the next Level 1 General of the Empire, the Thousand Stones. The difference of 1 level was double the difference in property.

The eldest son of the Prefecture Lord was also the Prefecture Lord, so the other sons with an account could only be the country's generals. In order to inherit the Prefecture Lord's throne, there were too many things that happened to brothers and uncles who schemed against their nephews.