Therefore, before the Ming Dynasty, salt and wine were monopolies of the imperial court, but this is no longer the case in the present Ming Dynasty.

With the relaxation of controls on alcohol consumption, private brewing flourished, and various regions produced excellent wines that could make people forget their worries.

Zhu Xiong Ying quickly walked towards the Wu Ying Hall. As for the palanquin, forget about it; if he were to ride in it, he would definitely get a real scolding. Old Zhu was just teasing him.

Upon seeing Zhu Xiong Ying, Old Zhu, who was leisurely sipping his wine, chuckled, "Isn't this our eldest grandson? If we hadn't sent someone to invite him, we wouldn't have seen our grandson at all!"

Da Zhu, not with good intentions, said with a smile, "Father, it's understandable that you can't see him since he doesn't attend court. But he's still living in the Eastern Palace, so it's difficult for me to see him."

Zhu Xiong Ying didn't answer, but sat down to the left. After thinking for a moment, she said, "My child is still young, so he should drink less."

Seeing Zhu Xiong Ying pour a glass of wine, Old Zhu chuckled and said, "Come on, let's have a drink, the three of us! Ying'er has grown up and can drink with us now!"

After the small talk, Old Zhu said, "Your father went to Xi'an this time for an inspection. Just as you said before, the canal transport is not smooth and grain production is not good. Our Ying'er is amazing! A scholar can know everything without leaving home. She has not studied in vain!"

"Right?!" Zhu Xiong Ying didn't hold back in expressing her pride. "My father went to see for himself and knew that no other place was suitable for the capital. Now, only Beiping is left, right?!"

Old Zhu and Big Zhu exchanged a glance. In fact, they both knew that it was too difficult to find a perfect place to build a capital. Since they couldn't find a truly satisfactory and perfect place, they could only choose some places that seemed suitable.

Previously, I thought Zhu Xiong Ying was too young and could only offer some suggestions. Now that Zhu has personally inspected the area, Xi'an really doesn't seem suitable.

Kaifeng is indefensible, and Luoyang is too desolate and would require too long a period and expense to rebuild. Of the original capital choices of the late Zhu Yuanzhang and the early Zhu Yuanzhang, only the former Yuan capital, now Beijing, remains.

Old Zhu looked at Zhu Xiong Ying and suddenly said, "Ying'er, do you want to be the crown prince?"

Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes lit up, and she said with a little excitement, "Grandpa Emperor, are you going to abdicate?"

Old Zhu's expression was serious this time. He said, "Moving the capital is a major event, and it will offend people. I'm getting old, and I'm afraid that before I pass away, your father will still be dealing with the state affairs."

Seeing that Da Zhu was about to say something, Lao Zhu reached out to stop him, "Biao'er, you've been in power for quite some time now. Let's think it over carefully. Beiping was the former capital of the Yuan Dynasty. Yingtian Prefecture will be the secondary capital in the future, so let's establish our capital in Beiping. I'll take Ying'er and Yunwen with me, along with the nobles and aristocratic families. You can be a good emperor in Yingtian Prefecture, and after we've finished repairing the imperial city in Beiping, you can come over!"

Old Zhu felt he should bear all the blame for offending people; all he needed to do was be a good emperor!

Moving the capital would draw a lot of criticism and opposition, but Zhu Yuanzhang was confident that he could suppress his ministers and nobles, and that moving the capital himself would be the least difficult.