Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 27 Where did the disaster come from in the north?

"Apart from the emperor, who else would dare to wear the dragon robe so ostentatiously?"

The dragon robe is a symbol of the emperor.

It is also a symbol of status. Wearing the dragon robe without permission is an act of usurpation.

The entire nine clans will be exterminated, normally speaking, if there is no evil intention.

It is impossible for someone to walk on this street wearing a dragon robe for no reason.

Every move of Yingtian Prefecture is under the eyes of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Yao Guangxiao didn't think much about it.

Zhu Di's thoughts are unpredictable. It is possible that if he gets interested, he will come to the tavern wearing a dragon robe.

However, he naturally kept this matter in mind.

Wearing a dragon robe is no small matter.

If it is really Zhu Di, it doesn’t matter. But if there are other people intending to rebel, it is better to inform Zhu Di.

"I guess this person should be Emperor Yongle."

"He also asked me to close the shop later and come back today. No."

"When you came, I thought it was the emperor."

As he spoke, Zhuang Mu prepared the drink in his hand and pushed it in front of Yao Guangxiao.

At this time, Ximei also came into the house.

Yao Guangxiao looked at Ximei, a little surprised.

"When did you marry your wife? Why won't you let me have a drink at your wedding?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Mu waved his hand.

"I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of others' misfortunes."

"Her name is Ximei. She fled from the north. I felt sorry for her, so I took her in."

"One bowl of rice porridge a day, and you have to work for me. In today's world, survival depends on fate."

The country was relatively stable during the Yongle reign, and even for more than a decade thereafter, it was relatively stable.

But whether you can survive or not depends on God's will.

A drought can overturn the court's management results of more than ten years.

It can break up countless happy families.

Yao Guangxiao thought for a long time.

Escape?

How come he didn't know when the disaster came from the north?

Although he had not asked about state affairs for a long time, he would occasionally listen to what was going on in the world.

Since they were able to flee here, it meant the disaster was very serious, but he had not heard of any disaster in the north.

"Oh, by the way, old monk, can you do me a favor?"

Zhuang Mu looked at Ximei who was cleaning the house very hard and asked.

"Can you help me find out about this girl's family?"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "I am just a monk, living in a temple. I don't care about worldly affairs. Finding people is something that only the government can do."

"Old monk, please do me a favor. Next time you come to drink, buy one get one free. How about that?"

Although the old monk said this, the status of monks in the Ming Dynasty was not low.

As early as the Yuan Dynasty, the status of monks was even higher than that of some court officials.

In the Ming Dynasty, the status of monks was not as high as that in the Yuan Dynasty, but it was not low either.

Especially during the Yongle reign, Yao Guangxiao, the first meritorious minister of the founding of the country, was a monk.

Maybe monks really have no authority, but the people they know are all of high status.

Yao Guangxiao neither agreed nor refused.

Instead, he smiled.

"Since this girl is a refugee, what can I do to change anything by helping you find out about her family?"

"Thunder, rain and dew are all blessings from heaven. Even if we find her family, won't she still end up getting married?"

"Since she can come here, it means she is destined to be with you."

"As a monk, you should be free from fate. Besides, you are not young anymore."

"Why not marry this girl? It will also help relieve your sleepiness."

Let’s not even talk about whether a disaster really occurred in the north.

Normally, ordinary people are not allowed to leave their place or hometown at will. Only when they can no longer survive will they leave their hometown and seek another way out.

Since the girl fled here, it must be that she had no choice but to go home, otherwise she wouldn't have come here.

Moreover.

Zhuang Mu is not young anymore and he needs to get married and have children, more importantly.

If he had a wife by his side to help him, there would not be no one left in the tavern during his sleepiness.

He naturally knew what the old monk was thinking.

"Old monk, aren't you harming the girl by saying this?"

"I know my situation well. Why would I want to be single all my life?"

"Besides, do you think I'm short of women?"

If I really want to, I can fight for three days at night in my dreams without any problem. The only difference between dreams and reality is.

Giving birth, other experiences and feelings are similar.

Yao Guangxiao continued to persuade: "Can things in dreams be the same as reality?"

"You are not young anymore. Getting married and having children are things you must experience in this life."

"Besides, you need someone to take care of you when you are sleepy, right? What if a fire breaks out here while you are asleep?"

"Having more wives won't do you any harm."

Yao Guangxiao, like an elder, persuaded Zhuang Mu to get married and have children.

But he didn't buy it.

He chuckled and said, "Old monk, you sound so good, so why did you become a monk?"

When Zhuang Mu said this, a trace of sadness flashed in Yao Guangxiao's eyes.

He was almost there, he almost got married that year.

Unfortunately, sometimes things don’t go as planned.

Seeing the sadness on the old monk's face, Zhuang Mu realized that he might have touched a sore spot.

He must have some sad past in his heart, which led to who he is now.

"I'm sorry, old monk, I didn't know you..."

After a moment, Yao Guangxiao smiled.

"It's okay, it's just old memories."

"But you should give my suggestion more consideration."

"This girl seems to be very hardworking, and she has a good figure and looks. Others would rather miss her than not."

"Do you still want to push her away, or do you dislike such beauty?"

Girls with Ximei's beauty are rare.

She is not much worse than women like Yang Yuhuan in history books.

Although he had never met Yang Yuhuan, he believed that she was no better than Ximei.

If someone refuses, he might think that person is reserved.

But Zhuang Mu...it is possible that he really doesn't like it.

In his dreams, he can create countless such beautiful women. Over time, he may get used to it.

Yao Guangxiao slowly stood up and drank the wine in the glass.

"But if you insist, I can help you find out."

"Xi's are very rare. I'll tell you when there's a result."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Mu spoke.

"Then I'll bother you."

"Would you like to sit for a while?"

Yao Guangxiao waved his hand.

"I have something else to do, no need to send me off."

After saying that, Yao Guangxiao took off his clothes and pushed the door open to walk out.

The sound of bells echoed in the tavern.

Naturally, the conversation between the two was heard by Ximei who was working nearby.

She didn't say anything, but just worked silently.

Zhuang Mu felt helpless. His situation was indeed not suitable for getting married and having children. Besides, it seemed that Ximei had not agreed to this matter from the beginning to the end.

(End of this chapter)