"Mr. Zhu, I'm leaving first." Ma Sanbao looked in the direction and saw that it was heading towards Prince Yan's Mansion. Obviously, something big was happening.
After saying this, he strode away without waiting for Zhu Ying's response.
"What could it be? It can't be..."
Zhu Ying had a vague guess in his mind that this was the only major event that could have happened in history in the 25th year of Hongwu.
"It's a bit of a pity." Zhu Ying sighed.
Not long after Zhu Ying walked back, a burly old man came over with a face that looked weathered.
At first glance, he looked a little old, probably in his fifties, but Zhu Ying knew that he was actually only in his forties.
"Boss, all the snowflake salt has been delivered." The old man said in a deep voice, but the tone of his voice was slightly different from Chinese.
"Uncle Zhang, I'm at ease with your work. I'll go and ask around later to see if I can find out what happened to the 800-mile express."
Zhu Ying nodded and said casually.
Speculations are speculations, but it is always better to confirm.
"Yes, Boss."
After Zhang Bo finished speaking, he followed Zhu Ying closely.
With a height of over 1.8 meters and a sturdy build, others would avoid him when they saw him.
Zhang Bo seems to be not much different from the people of the Ming Dynasty, but in fact he is a Jurchen.
However, they have no significant relationship with the later Qing Dynasty at present, and can be regarded as the remnants of the Jin Dynasty.
When the Mongols ruled the Central Plains, the Jurchens had a hard time. It was not until Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty and abolished racial distinctions that they were able to eke out a living.
The Jurchen people today are mainly divided into three major groups: Jianzhou Jurchen, Haixi Jurchen and Donghai Jurchen.
Zhang Bo was the Donghai Jurchen, commonly known as the Wild Jurchen.
When Zhu Ying first traveled through time, a sign-in system was provided.
The first sign-in was a pack of toilet paper, which was not bad.
After signing in for ten years, there are still quite a few bonuses to physique, strength, and agility.
There are even snacks like melon seeds and peanuts to satisfy your cravings, which is really thoughtful.
However, he found nothing about the firearms drawings and gunpowder formulas that he wanted most.
However, he was able to intimidate these killers under his command because of his strong personal martial arts ability.
Traveling along the border of the Western Regions and in the grasslands, there weren't many kind people that could build such a huge foundation.
Controlling a profitable weapon like snowflake salt is not something that can be accomplished easily.
The group of Jurchen tribesmen connected with Zhang Bo were the key to Zhu Ying's ability to travel around.
Of course, Zhu Ying's subordinates were not only the Donghai Jurchens, but also Mongols, Semites, Ming people, Koreans, and so on.
Some small forces that could not survive or were conquered by Zhu Ying formed the current hodgepodge.
Here in Zhu Ying, everyone is equal regardless of race and has only one identity: a member of the Qun Ying Chamber of Commerce.
"My pass hasn't been processed yet?" Zhu Ying asked with a frown after walking a few steps.
He has been here for a month, and the goods accompanying the Chamber of Commerce's convoy have basically been sold out.
As for the snowflake salt, with the introduction of Yao Guangxiao, it was connected with Yan Wang Zhu Di, and there was no need to worry about sales in the future.
Originally, Zhu Ying had planned to leave long ago, but the Beiping government office was holding up his pass and was delaying the processing of his application.
After asking several times, he always made excuses, saying that it was only his and there was no problem with the other subordinates.
"Boss, the officials in the government office haven't even shown up recently. Damn it. They took so many benefits from us, but now they can't even do this."
After Uncle Zhang finished speaking, he hesitated a little and said, "Boss, I feel that this matter must be manipulated by someone behind the scenes."
Zhu Ying heard this and said expressionlessly, "Okay, I get it. You still need to go to the government office every day to follow up on this matter. I want to see how long he can delay."
"Yes, Boss."
Zhu Ying turned his head and glanced in the direction of Prince Yan's Mansion. Of course, he could guess that the person who could suppress the Beiping government office was none other than Prince Yan.
But what is the point of Prince Yan forcing him to stay in the city of Beiping?
Even if he was jealous of the snowflake salt in his hand, he should have let me go and sent someone to follow me.
This made Zhu Ying feel a little strange.
"No matter what your purpose is, if you want to touch me, it won't be that simple."
Zhu Ying was not afraid of Prince of Yan Zhu Di. With his personal strength, it would not be difficult for him to rush out of the city gate under the cover of night, and then his subordinates would support him.
As long as we leave this city of Peking, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly.
Once they reached the grassland, it would not be easy for Zhu Di to catch him.
However, recently Zhu Di had been inviting him to his house for banquets every few days, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.
Emotionally speaking, apart from not letting him leave, there was no other action, which made Zhu Ying extremely confused.
The reason why Zhu Ying did not leave by force was that he did not want to be charged with attacking the city gate and be wanted.
Although the status of merchants in the Ming Dynasty was low, but in the frontier of the Ming Dynasty, where the emperor was far away and the country was far away, there were not so many requirements, and he still lived a very comfortable life.
at the same time,
Inside Prince Yan’s Palace.
"What!!! My eldest brother passed away? How dare you bully me!"
Prince of Yan, Zhu Di, grabbed the chest of the messenger who had brought the news, and shouted sternly like an angry lion.
"I dare not deceive His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince passed away three days ago. Your Majesty sent an urgent message of 800 miles to summon all the princes back to the capital to pay their respects."
The captured postman was already out of breath, and after being frightened by Prince of Yan Zhu Di, he began to tremble all over.
After Prince of Yan Zhu Di confirmed it, he let go of the postman, and was overwhelmed with grief. Tears flowed like a spring, and he couldn't help but cry loudly with deep sorrow:
"Brother! My brother, why did you abandon your brothers and go like this?"
The voice was so sad that anyone who heard it felt extremely sad.
This was not Zhu Di acting, but Zhu Biao's death was indeed a huge blow to Zhu Di.
Zhu Di's childhood was full of shadows. Because of his premature birth, his body was extremely weak. Zhu Di was not liked by Zhu Yuanzhang when he was just born.
Because Zhu Yuanzhang was busy with wars, Zhu Di did not even have his own name until he was seven years old. Zhu Yuanzhang almost never saw him, and even if he did, he treated him as if he did not exist.
Perhaps his only hope in his childhood was his elder brother Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao was kind and generous, with a good character. He loved his younger brothers very much. This was also the only good memory of Zhu Di's childhood.
Even when he grew up, Zhu Biao would help Zhu Yuanzhang when he reprimanded the kings.
Perhaps at the beginning, Zhu Di had some complaints about his eldest brother Zhu Biao enjoying the only favor from his father, but later on, he truly admired his eldest brother.
Among all the brothers in the entire palace, only the eldest brother Zhu Biao held the most important position in Zhu Di's heart. Even his younger brother Zhu Su, who grew up with him, could not compare to him.
Yao Guangxiao, who was standing by, just lowered his head when he heard the news.
Although he looked sad, there was actually a hint of obvious ecstasy in his eyes.