After Zhu Ying returned to the yard, he did not go to bed immediately.

He doesn't have the habit of going to bed early, and basically goes to bed around 11 o'clock at night.

In the study, Ye Yueqing stayed beside Zhu Ying and ground paper for him.

Zhu Ying was painting on paper.

After a while, Zhu Ying asked awkwardly, "Why, can you understand it?"

Ye Yueqing looked at the dark mass on the screen and said with some shame:

"Boss, Yueqing is dull and can't understand the meaning of this."

Zhu Ying looked back at the picture. Although he knew that his talent in painting was very poor, he had not expected to draw such a thing.

"I call this object a lathe. It is used to process matchlock guns, just like the carpenters in the Armory process arrowheads."

"Look at this place. It provides power just like the firebox used by blacksmiths, and then drives the wooden pillar in the middle to rotate continuously."

"The barrel of the matchlock gun needs to fit the bullets closely before it can be used. This provides accuracy and ensures that each bullet is the same size and the barrel is the same size."

"In this way, the muskets and fireballs produced in large quantities can all be used interchangeably."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Ying looked at Ye Yueqing who was still thinking and asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Ye Yueqing nodded slightly and said, "Yueqing understands."

"Do you really understand?" Zhu Ying was a little unconvinced. He felt that he had not explained it clearly. Could it be that he was fooling him?

"I really understand." Ye Yueqing nodded seriously in reply.

"Okay, then just draw the lathe you have in mind on paper," Zhu Ying said, handing over the paintbrush.

Ye Yueqing took the paintbrush without hesitation and started painting on the paper, while Zhu Ying watched beside her.

After just a few dozen breaths, Zhu Ying looked at the lathe pattern that had already taken shape on the paper, speechless.

It is true that if you compare yourself to others, you will die; if you compare goods to others, you will throw them away.

Compared with the lathe drawn by Ye Yueqing, it is almost lifelike, and the drawing is extremely detailed despite the fast hand speed.

I feel that if it wasn't for the purpose of expressing herself quickly, Ye Yueqing might have painted some carvings on the car.

However, Zhu Ying was thick-skinned. He looked at it nonchalantly and pointed out a few mistakes.

After asking Ye Yueqing to redraw it, Zhu Ying coughed lightly and said, "I will send a message to the Jinyiwei tomorrow. You take this painting to the Gunpowder Department and explain it to the carpenters who have been transferred there."

"Including its uses, let them build these lathes quickly, and then learn to strengthen them."

Seeing Ye Yueqing's strong comprehension ability, Zhu Ying was too lazy to handle it himself. If he made a mistake, he would just hand the matter of the matchlock gun over to Ye Yueqing.

"Okay, boss." Ye Yueqing smiled and nodded in response.

"That's all for today, go to bed."

Zhu Ying was speechless and turned back to his room.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yueqing's smile froze and she looked regretful. She shouldn't have smiled just now.

"The boss probably won't take it to heart."

While tidying up the desk, Ye Yueqing thought to herself.

Zhu Ying entered the room, took off his outer robe, and prepared to go to bed. However, when he got to the bedroom, he saw someone in his room.

**The person can only turn his back to Zhu Ying. The cup is very thin in summer, and the beautiful curves can be seen. The long black hair makes the gender more clear.

Perhaps he noticed someone coming in, so the man turned around.

Zhu Ying looked and found that it was Zhao Xiangxi.

"Who let you in?" Zhu Ying asked with a frown.

Zhu Ying's tone was reprimanding, which made Zhao Xiangxi shudder all over and quickly crawl out from under the quilt.

When she came out, Zhao Xiangxi's whole body was completely exposed. She was only wearing a thin gauze. The scenery inside was vaguely visible. Coupled with the dim light, the blush on her face, and a charming atmosphere spread.

If it were an ordinary person, his blood would have been dilated long ago. However, Zhu Ying, who came from the future, was actually not much better.

It's only because Zhao Xiangxi is really good-looking, otherwise the words "change a batch" would have almost come out of her mouth.

He is not good at anything and is the best at talking big.

The real Zhu Ying, when he saw this scene with his own eyes, still felt a little hot, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Boss, I just want to come over to help warm the bed." Seeing that the boss didn't say anything, Zhao Xiangxi became a little unconfident and regretted in her heart that she had acted a little hastily.

Too early, too fast.

A person like the boss must have tasted countless women. He would not consider himself a fickle woman.

Zhu Ying, who was somewhat shocked and had wild thoughts, was awakened by Zhao Xiangxi's voice.

Zhu Ying felt dry-mouthed and eager to do something.

But in the end, he held back and said calmly, "Put on your clothes and don't do this next time."

"Yes, Boss."

Zhao Xiangxi didn't dare to say more. Her current identity was just a maid, and it would be a big taboo if this got out.

Even if she is a maid in the same room, she is just a foil, responsible for taking over when the young lady can't bear it anymore. How can she have the qualifications to act alone?

This time Zhao Xiangxi took such a risky action just to take advantage of the fact that the status is not yet determined, act first and report later, and pave the way for some things in the future.

She knew in her heart that her boss must know that she was the real Goryeo princess and Ye Yueqing was just his subordinate. These were completely different concepts.

But tonight, she could not succeed.

After Zhao Xiangxi left, Zhu Ying closed the door but did not lock it.

Lying on the bed, you can still smell a faint fragrance.

"It would be nice if Ye Yueqing was as sensible as this."

"Why bother pretending to be a gentleman? How much does this matter?"

With a slight sigh, Zhu Ying tossed and turned. This long night was truly unbearable.

…

The next morning, Zhu Ying woke up from her daze.

"Boss, the Duke of Liang has been here for a long time."

As soon as I opened my eyes, Ye Yueqing's voice came from my ears. I looked outside and it was already bright outside.

Zhu Ying then remembered that when she fell asleep last night, she probably heard the crowing of a rooster.

After getting up and changing clothes, Ye Yueqing had already prepared water for washing, and then combed and tied Zhu Ying's hair.

In the yard, Lan Yu sat leisurely, without the slightest impatience, waiting patiently.

Only when he saw Zhu Ying coming out of the inner room did he stand up.

Although in terms of seniority, Lan Yu is Zhu Ying's elder, but in fact, as the eldest grandson of the emperor, the concept is completely different.

The royal heir has a higher priority than seniority. Even the uncles of the vassal kings cannot be arrogant when meeting Zhu Ying.

"Uncle, sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time." Zhu Ying said with a smile.

After Lan Yu's eyes swept over Ye Yueqing and Zhu Ying, there was a clear "I understand" expression on his face.

Seeing the intriguing smile, Zhu Ying was too lazy to explain.

"I came here today to give you good news. A few days ago, His Majesty asked me to find 5,000 soldiers to serve as your personal guards. I have mobilized 4,000 elite soldiers from the Five Military Commandery."

"Then we transferred a thousand elite soldiers from the Right Guard of the Twelve Guards. They are all in place today and are waiting for Your Highness to inspect them."

Lan Yu said directly.

At this point, Lan Yu had already attended the morning court. Before Ye Yueqing had time to go to the Lan Mansion, Lan Yu came here by himself.

"That's good news."

Zhu Ying's eyes lit up. The old man came to her place yesterday and talked about so many things, but he didn't mention this matter.

This is military power.

Five thousand people may not seem like a lot, but it depends on where you are. This is the capital, the imperial capital of the Ming Dynasty, so the concept is completely different.

Zhu Ying originally thought that he might have to wait until he entered the palace before he could have access to military power, but he didn't expect the old man to act so quickly.

It's not that he hasn't led troops before, but the most he has ever led was only a thousand cavalry.

After all, Zhu Ying has always been mainly engaged in business activities. He only led troops into battle when the initial capital was being accumulated. After things started to improve, he rarely participated.

It is not difficult to hear from Lan Yu's words that these five thousand people must be the elite among the elite, otherwise Lan Yu would not have selected them personally.

"Your Highness, the commander of the Right Guard of the Palace Army is my elder brother." After a slight hesitation, Lan Yu added for fear that Your Highness might misunderstand.

"Uncle?" Zhu Ying asked with a little confusion.

In ancient times, titles like "big brother" were common, especially among the common people and the military. Zhu Ying meant to ask if he was a real big brother.

Zhu Ying is not very clear about some of his own relationships, especially those related to his mother's family. Lan Yu knows about it because he has been paying attention to it, but the others are more vague.

Lan Yu nodded and said, "It is Lan Rong, the commander of the right guard of the Twelve Guards."

Zhu Ying understood, he really is his real brother.

The Twelve Guards of the Emperor are considered the most senior among the many guards in the capital. They are directly under the emperor and usually protect the imperial palace. They are part of the palace guards.

Although he wanted to go see his guards right now, Zhu Ying still held back and said to Lan Yu, "There are some things that I should know about, uncle. Come with me to the study."

Lan Yu was confused and followed Zhu Ying to the study.

"Uncle, please take a look at it yourself." Zhu Ying took out the three memorials that had been placed there yesterday and handed them to Lan Yu.

Lan Yu took it and opened it to read.

The names on the memorials immediately became familiar to Lan Yu. After reading three of them, he was sure that these people were all his adopted sons.

In fact, Lan Yu had a very deep impression of these three people and knew them very well.

These three men were originally Lan Yu's subordinates. They fought bravely and dared to be pioneers. However, they were injured in the battles and had to retire. It was like losing a limb and unable to stay in the army.

The three men had a very good relationship with Lan Yu, and they were not illiterate and had some knowledge. Relying on their military achievements, they served as officials in the county town near the capital, with relatively good ranks.

One of them was a county magistrate of the sixth rank.

However, after reading it, Lan Yu was a little confused and couldn't understand what Zhu Ying meant.

This contained the overall situation of the memorials submitted regarding "work-for-relief". Lan Yu took a careful look at it but could not see any problems.

Lan Yu also knew about the new work-for-relief policy, but he couldn't understand the data.

Seeing Lan Yu's look, Zhu Ying didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I picked these three memorials from nearly a hundred memorials related to work-for-relief."

"Some of the situations above are very different from the actual situation. Currently, these three books are the most serious in terms of money and grain issues."

"I also didn't expect that the three people who submitted the memorials were all my uncle's adopted sons."

Zhu Ying's tone was somewhat bland, even a little cold.

Lan Yu could naturally hear it.

But there was still some hesitation and struggle on Lan Yu's face, and he didn't speak for a while.

The names of the three people flashed through Lan Yu's mind one after another. Being able to serve as an official in a county near the capital, the merits he had achieved were not low.

The county magistrate who had reached the seventh rank was once Lan Yu's most trusted guard. He was extremely loyal and could not be compared to those ordinary adopted sons whose names were not even known.

Lan Yu gritted his teeth, lowered his head slightly, handed the memorial from his trusted guard to Zhu Ying, and said, "Your Highness, regardless of the other two, this man has made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty. Can you spare his death?"

No one can survive if involved in corruption nowadays, but even Zhu Yuanzhang would punish people differently based on their status, and the main targets of the slaughter were civil servants.

Although the laws of the Ming Dynasty were strict, the emperor had the power to grant amnesty, which depended more on personal relationships.

Zhu Ying didn't, but as long as Zhu Ying asked, His Majesty would definitely agree. Lan Yu certainly understood all this.

The personal guard was able to make Lan Yu bow his head and beg for mercy, which obviously showed that they had a close relationship. However, Lan Yu did not have any other big demands. He just wanted a way to survive. Dismissal and investigation was inevitable.

Zhu Ying looked at the memorial handed over by Lan Yu, but did not reach out to take it. Instead, he said, "Since my uncle could personally plead for him, I think he must have been a powerful general. However, he has made great contributions and was able to sit as the magistrate of a higher county. The Ming Dynasty did not treat him unfairly."

"The merits have already been rewarded, so there is no such thing as offsetting the merits and demerits. Among so many cases of work-for-relief, corruption ranks among the top three, and one can imagine what they do in normal times."

"If it were any other time, it would be fine. Since my uncle asked, we should at least give him some respect. However, this is the implementation of a new policy, and many people in the world are paying attention to this matter."

"They are really too bold. They dare to be the first in the war and are not behind in greed. Who gave them such courage that they even dared to embezzle the relief money and food?"

As he spoke, Zhu Ying's tone became increasingly serious, and his eyes were fixed on Lan Yu. His powerful aura directly impacted Lan Yu himself.

Especially the last question, which turned the target directly towards Lan Yu.

Even though Lan Yu was a veteran of many battles, he still found it difficult to withstand Zhu Ying's momentum. There was also the royal majesty involved, so anyone who faced him would be three points weaker.

Having said that, Zhu Ying took this opportunity to severely suppress Lan Yu.

In recent days, he could also feel that although Lan Yu seemed to be very respectful to him, he still didn't really take it to heart.

For example, when Lan Yu mentioned the five thousand troops just now, he didn't tell me the first thing, but I transferred the people myself.

It is a bit too self-willed and respectful without respect.

Seeing Lan Yu's expression, Zhu Ying stood up, took a book from the bookshelf, threw it at Lan Yu, and then said coldly:

"Duke Liang, please take a good look at this booklet. There is something false in what is recorded in it."

That booklet was the list of military personnel who had a close relationship with Lan Yu, which was sent by the Jinyiwei at the old man's arrangement.