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

Chapter 9: Thank you after more than ten years
The price is not too expensive, but of course it is not cheap either.

However, since we all use glass cups, it would be a disgrace to the glass cups if we don’t use this price.

Looking at Zhu Di's indifferent look, Zhuang Mu was silent.

Why do you feel like your price is too low?

What I meant was clearly only three cents, or three hundred coins.

Yao Guangxiao, who was beside Zhu Di, heard this.

explained.

"A glass of wine is three cents."

Three coins? The price of three hundred coins was very cheap for him.

However, compared with ordinary people, it is still relatively expensive.

One glass of wine is enough for the common people to have several full meals.

Zhu Di was a little surprised.

After all, the efficacy of this kind of wine is hard to come by, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is expensive at thirty taels.

It’s said to be cheap, but in fact it’s not even worth three cents.

It all depends on the needs. For someone like him, let alone thirty taels, even three hundred taels is not expensive.

"A glass cup worth one hundred taels of silver, filled with three taels of wine."

"Boy, you are really not suitable for business."

Zhu Di shook the glass cup in his hand.

A glass cup, a cheap one for a few taels of silver.

When it is expensive, it can cost up to several hundred taels of silver each.

This kind of thing is not as rare as it used to be, but as long as you have money, you can still buy it.

During the Hongwu period, there was a department in the inner palace that specialized in producing this kind of colored glaze, and the production of colored glaze among the people also began to develop.

Zhuang Mu didn't think it was a big deal.

In fact, if you want to become bigger and stronger, you just need to abandon the constraints of conscience and morality and put profits first.

In a few years, even if you don't become rich, it will be no problem for you to become a petty bourgeois.

It's just a question of whether you are willing or not.

"Just enough to make ends meet."

"Okay, you guys chat, I'm going to take a break."

Zhuang Mu put the glass cup he had just wiped in his hand into the cabinet.

After saying that, he prepared to turn around and go back to the house to sleep.

Zhu Di was a little curious and wanted to ask about it, but was stopped by Yao Guangxiao.

"Go ahead, we'll watch over you."

The two of them sat there, watching Zhuang Mu walk upstairs.

Wait until he leaves.

Zhu Di looked outside. Although it was snowing, it was still broad daylight.

"Old monk, why are you sleeping in broad daylight?"

I sleep during the day but can't fall asleep at night.

The entertainment options are very scarce.

What's more, it's a cold winter, and he wants to chat more with Zhuang Mu.

Yao Guangxiao took a sip of wine and said softly, "Your Majesty doesn't know."

"Although he does have extraordinary abilities, he also has to pay a price."

cost?

Zhu Di was thinking about Zhuang Mu's information in his mind.

There is very little information about Zhuang Mu.

But it is also very accurate. The abnormality can be described in two words: sleepiness.

"You mean sleepiness?"

"The price Zhuang Mu paid for gaining the special ability to control dreams was sleepiness." Yao Guangxiao nodded.

"It's not a bad deal to use the extra time to gain a special ability."

After saying this, there was still a hint of envy in Zhu Di's eyes.

It is indeed better to use extra time to exchange for a special ability than to be an ordinary person.

Hearing this, Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "If you sleep for ten hours a day, your relatives will die and you can't see them, maybe the emperor won't think so."

If I remember correctly, Zhuang Mu told me that his father was bedridden due to illness.

However, because he couldn't control himself, he fell asleep for ten hours.

Even when his father died, he was unable to see him for the last time.

This is also Zhuang Mu's regret. Even though he could control his dreams and see his father, he was unable to see him before he died, and that is an unchangeable fact.

This ability has both advantages and disadvantages.

But it seems to be much better now. I can reduce the sleepiness time from ten hours to seven hours.

"That's true."

There are twelve hours in a day.

As a result, sleeping for ten hours is equivalent to being deprived of some time.

What others can finish in one day may take Zhuang Mu three or four days.

Thinking of this, Zhu Di no longer felt envious.

Looking at the wine in the cup that looked like the starry sky, Zhu Di said very slowly.

"Thank you, old monk."

This word of thanks made Yao Guangxiao choke on the wine that had already entered his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Seeing Yao Guangxiao like this, Zhu Di hurriedly patted Yao Guangxiao on the back.

I was afraid that Yao Guangxiao would not be able to recover and would collapse in this tavern.

"Hahaha, you're already old, and you can still choke when drinking."

This sentence made Yao Guangxiao, who had always been very calm, look a little embarrassed.

The problem of age was that he choked and almost saw his grandmother.

But fortunately, it's not serious.

It took a long time for Yao Guangxiao to recover.

Looking at Zhu Di, he said, "I am just a little surprised. I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would actually hear the emperor say thank you."

The words were sarcastic, but also contained a hint of surprise.

Prince of Yan Zhu Di was rather arrogant and had a stubborn temper.

This was the first time he heard Zhu Di say thank you to him.

"This thank you is a little late, isn't it?" Zhu Di did not get angry in the face of his teasing.

This thanks was not only to Yao Guangxiao for introducing Zhuang Mu to him in his old age.

Can end without regrets.

At the same time, I also owed Yao Guangxiao and wanted to express my apology.

The reason why Yao Guangxiao lived in Jiming Temple over the years was not because he didn't want to leave.

But he didn't allow it. After all, Yao Guangxiao could soothe dragons and slay dragons, but who knows, the dragon that was slain might be himself.
"It's not too late, not too late." Yao Guangxiao smiled.

Zhu Di's inner demons were no longer heavy, and his suspicions had also diminished a lot.

Since Zhu Di ascended the throne, things have been different from the period of Prince of Yan.

Although the two of them still had a harmonious relationship, they were gradually drifting apart.

Zhu Di became increasingly suspicious, especially after he ascended the throne.

Later, he grew older and older and could no longer adapt to the affairs of state.

Want to resign and retire.

But he also knew that Zhu Di would not let him go easily.

Jiming Temple comes from this.

This allows you to return home and still be under their supervision.

He used all his life's knowledge to help Zhu Di ascend the throne, but in the process he also put himself in shackles.

This is also why he advised Zhuang Mu to use his extraordinary power less frequently unless necessary.

The dragon-slaying technique can make Yao Guangxiao successful, but it can also become a shackle.

The art of dream-making can make Zhuang Mu successful, but it can also become a shackle.

Zhu Di's thank you was actually an apology for the surveillance and distrust over the years.

After all, he is the emperor, and Zhu Di cannot take off the dragon robe.

I can't say sorry in person.

"I think it's a wonderful fate."

"The emperor's inner demons were caused by me, and they will also end with me."

It was he who planned the Jingnan Campaign, which stained Zhu Di's hands with Zhu family blood.

And now, it is Zhuang Mu, whom he introduced, who can solve Zhu Di’s inner demons.

Zhu Di laughed.

"Old monk, in your Buddhism, this is called the cycle of cause and effect."

(End of this chapter)