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Hearing this, Zhu Di jumped up from the dragon chair.
His eyes are like torches, burning brightly.
"Is this true?"
Yang Rong patted his chest and assured: "This is what Lu Xiannan said, and there will be no falsehood. The piece of dried sweet potato in His Majesty's hand was made by Lu Xiannan three years ago."
"Eating now, it is still fragrant and delicious."
"Your Majesty, with this method, we will have the rations for the Northern Expedition."
I am really ashamed to say that they, the mainstays of the Ming Dynasty, have been thinking about a problem that cannot be solved for half a month, and even once thought it was an unsolvable problem.
It turned out that Lu Xiannan had already found a solution three years ago.
Is it because they are too stupid, or that kid is too heaven-defying.
It felt like there was nothing in the world he couldn't do.
If one day he really enters the court and becomes an official, I am afraid that the six ministries and the cabinet can stop working directly.
What do you want them to do? They can handle their civil and military affairs alone.
Zhu Di was so excited that he danced his hands and feet, the food and grass for the Northern Expedition finally had hope.
If he knew this earlier, he didn't need to look at Alutai's face at all, and directly drove them out of Daming.
Go to their martial arts match to recruit relatives.
"Quick, give me a piece, I want to try it too."
Zhu Di stretched out his hand impatiently.
Yang Rong was dumbfounded when he heard this.
"He, he only gave me one piece..."
"Say, say what you want, one tael of silver per catty."
Zhu Di: ...
"waste."
After cursing, he went straight out.
He wants to go to him personally to ask for it.
Before leaving the palace gate, Zheng He returned with the imperial army.
Only then did Yang Rong remember that he forgot to announce the decree.
Immediately slapped his forehead, bad thing.
Zheng He, on the other hand, was in high spirits when he had a happy event, and his whole body was somewhat uplifted.
Zhu Di saw the problem and asked him why he was so happy.
Naturally, Zheng He couldn't say that HNA, a servant, was given a hundred lives, and he couldn't say such presumptuous words.
So I had to find an excuse.
"Returning to Your Majesty, the man from County Lu just gave the servant some dried sweet potatoes. The servant has never seen such a delicious snack. I was so happy for a while. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
Zhu Di was a little dazed when he saw a large bag of dried sweet potatoes presented by Zheng He.
Silently glanced at Yang Rong.
Yang Rong was dumbfounded.
What the hell, that kid actually gave Zheng He a big bag?
And give him a small piece?
I am an important minister in the cabinet, but I am not as good as a eunuch?
He is insulting me.
Your Majesty, did you see that he is insulting me.
Yang Rong was so angry that his seven orifices smoked.
Zhu Di smiled coldly, he was ashamed, who to blame.
Trash, look at me.
Believe it or not, as long as I hit Lu Lin with a stick, I can get as much as I want.
Zhu Di became inexplicably arrogant.
Chapter 32 Jiaxing Refuses Marriage
Lu House.
As soon as Yang Rong left, his cheap father brought him back.
Don't think about it, it must be the idea of hitting him with dried sweet potatoes.
This profiteer even deceived his own son.
Simply insane.
"For the sake of you being my father, I'll give you a [-]% discount, [-] Wen a catty, nothing less."
"You gave it to Zheng He for nothing, but you actually asked for [-] Wen for your father? You have no conscience."
Zhu Di's face was very smelly.
Mainly it's embarrassing.
He had acted aggressively in front of Yang Rong just now.
As a result, he was slapped in the face on the spot, who can stand it?
"Can you compare with others? They have a promising future, and they will be a great navigator in the future. What about you? A profiteer, even if you are working hard, you are only the number one profiteer in Ming Dynasty."
Lu Lin made no secret of his contempt.
And he didn't give Zheng He much, it was just a favor.