"Old Zhan, you are in good health. Look at your strong body!" Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that the old man could not hear him. He came closer and said.
"Ho ha, I have to tell you about the old man." The old man got up and kicked two high legs to exercise his muscles and bones.
Old Zhu Mu stared at the old man who was fast and agile. When Mao Xiang saw this scene, he almost swallowed the dog tail grass.
"The old man used to lie on the bed, but he won't live for a few days."
"As a result, six months ago, I was lying in bed waiting to die. Suddenly, I felt that the air was suddenly much fresher. I took two breaths. Hey, guess what?"
Old Zhan excitedly said that the memory of that night was in his mind. After he inhaled the magic breath, the feeling of vitality and everything in his body was still in front of him.
"Why?" Zhu Yuanzhang took a big cake from Mao Xiang and listened as he ate.
"My old leg, which has been paralyzed for many years, suddenly felt something! My brain was clear again, and I jumped off the bed immediately."
"My whole family is so happy. My son and grandson have taken this breath and are as powerful as an ox. One can do the work of ten people!" The father said happily, as if mentioning his grandson and son, he was very proud.
"Later, news came from outside, and we learned that it was Lord Hong Wu who brought back the spirit tree from the fairyland." The old man arched his hand in the direction of Jinling.
"In order to repay Master Hong Wu's kindness, I immediately sent my grandson to the army. He called the day before yesterday, saying that he was fighting in another world and sent a lot of money home. Our grandson said that it was more valuable than silver." The father mentioned his grandson with a proud face.
There is still a plaque in his home, "Home of Military Forces".
When Lao Zhu heard this, he suddenly understood. He said how the old man knew so much. It turned out that his grandson was in the army and went to the original world.
As for the plaque, Lao Zhu imitated one of the measures of the coalition government to improve the status of the warrior, which greatly inspired the honor of the warrior.
"Later, a lot of people came to the county, saying that they had been ordered by the imperial court to teach people to read, read, and practice martial arts." The old man said here, and he also showed Lao Zhu a set of boxing techniques, which was very popular.
"The old man has lived all his life. From the Yuan Dynasty to the present, where has there ever been such a sage like Lord Hong Wu? Do you think Lord Hong Wu has done well?" The old man looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was not red and his heart was not jumping. He said, "I also think Mr. Hong Wu did a good job."
The old man nodded with satisfaction and continued.
"My grandson said that there is a door in Jinling that can go to the place where the immortals stay. Now all the lights, refrigerators, and televisions just installed in the square in the village are brought by the immortals inside." The father continued.
"I've said so much. Our martial arts class is about to start, so I won't talk with your offspring. You have to be loyal to Lord Hong Wu, who is a holy monarch. You can't do anything wrong to him."
The old man took Lao Zhu's hand and repeated his advice. Then he jumped onto the roof in two or three steps and ran to class.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was messy in the wind, and Mao Xiang, who picked up another dog's tail and held it in his mouth.
Lao Zhu wandered around the village alone. Lao Zhu was very satisfied with the current situation in the village.
Every house has been repaired, and the muddy roads in the village have been replaced by stone roads.
In the courtyard of each family, there is a lot of grain drying. Some hang their own cured meat or sausages, or hang one or two chickens and ducks that have been stripped.
Most of them are hung with salted fish.
Lao Zhu went into a courtyard and squatted and twirled a little of the dried grain on the ground.
When Lao Zhu crushed a grain of grain, he immediately recognized it as a grain crop he had imported from the coalition government.
When he wanted to see other grains drying in the yard, he heard the movement in the house.
Old Zhu hurried to change his shape and run away. If he was caught, his fame would be over.
After "running away from the yard", Lao Zhu visited several other places.
Old Zhu was very satisfied, which was also one of the purposes of his private visit in disguise. He wanted to see whether the lower level took the court's laws seriously.
Now it seems that at least this county is performing well.
Old Zhu waved to Mao Xiang, who had already changed three pennisetum behind him and had been paddling for a long time.
Mao Xiang knew what Lao Zhu asked him to do. He had followed Lao Zhu for more than ten or twenty years. Lao Zhu farted and he knew what ailment Lao Zhu had.
Mao Xiang reported the situation of other villages in this area to Lao Zhu one by one. During this period, he also took out his token and released several real pictures of the countryside taken by their brothers in the Royal Guards.
The Royal Guards also have the task of exploring places.
Laozhu patted Xiaomao on the shoulder with satisfaction, indicating that the Royal Guards were doing well. It seems necessary to knock the subordinates properly.
When Lao Zhu left this small village, he was going to visit the county seat of this county. Just now the old man was about to boast about the magistrate.
In addition to his son Fang Xiaoru, Fang Keqin is also a famous honest and upright official.
When Lao Zhu looked at the history of later generations, he saw the words "Zhu Shizu" and was stunned.
Who is this? It's so powerful, and there are also people who kill ten ethnic groups. Who Wolong invented the criminal law, and who Fengchu was subjected to the criminal law.
As soon as he turned the page, Lao Zhu's face turned black.
Zhu Laosi, it's you again. You've done all kinds of bad things. While condemning Zhu Laosi in his heart, Fang Xiaoru also came into his sight.
This is a great loyal minister, although his mind is a little straight.
The scholar should have some bad habits. He is a little down, but he also has the brilliance of the scholar. At least he is tough.
But Lao Zhu liked this, but he had to reform before reuse, so Lao Zhu threw him into the Imperial College to learn the new world, new ideas and new culture.
At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang conveniently checked his father Fang Keqin.
It turned out that he was also a talented person. Although he was wiped out because of the air printing case, he was allowed to recover.
At this time, the Fang family and his son were at home, reading and reading books bought from the United Government online.
Suddenly, he received an order from the imperial court, and the old officer returned to his original position and continued to work as the county magistrate.
Xiao Fang entered the Imperial College for further study.
Both of them were traditional Confucians who were full of loyalty to the monarch and asked people to pack their bags immediately.
Lao Fang goes to the north and Xiao Fang goes to the south.
Old Zhu Ting wants to see this old Fang. In his opinion, the old boy is doing well. If he feels satisfied, he doesn't mind if Fang works harder.
At this time, a huge cheer came from the village.
"The younger generation of the incorruptible visiting envoy has not left yet." My uncle suddenly jumped down from the roof.
"Don't go now. The children in the village have come back from hunting. Will they stay here tonight?"
Laozhu looked at a wild boar as big as an elephant and was carried back to the village by the young people in the village.
He is really a little hungry.
Mao Xiang behind him drew out his sword and drew it back. He almost cut it when he jumped down just now.