April 22, the sixth year of the Apocalypse.

"This is originally the location of the Wang Gong Factory Gunpowder Depot, Your Majesty, please see."

Zhu Youxiao walked in Wang Gong Factory with his hands behind his back, and was still a little worried about the Apocalypse explosion that will happen next month.

The day before yesterday, the man named Xue Lian from Yangwu reported that it was Wang Gong's factory and its subordinate factories, and after more than a month of relocation, all of them had been moved to the suburbs of Beijing.

Zhu Youxiao was very happy, but he was still worried and decided to leave the palace to take a look.

When the emperor left the palace, there were few people who were as simple as Emperor Qi today. If the people along the way had not happened to catch up, they would not have received any news in advance.

Even so, there were many pedestrians around quickly.

Many people have only heard of his legend. It is the first time to see the emperor standing in front of him like this.

For most people, it is not an exaggeration to say that such an experience is the blessing of his ancestors.

Zhu Youxiao walked into the factory where Wang Gong Factory originally piled up gunpowder. It now looks very empty, and the huge factory building is gone.

"How much gunpowder was originally piled up here?"

Zhang Shize's guard accompanied him and said, "Go back to Your Majesty, this place was built in the sixth year of Yongle. It originally had 30 million stones of gunpowder, which was specially used by Shenji Camp."

Zhu Youxiao chuckled and said, "Shenjiying? It's already a fancy shop, right? Can you use so much gunpowder?"

"It's good to move it. It's better to move it for Yu's officers and soldiers than to get something wrong here!"

Zhang Shize nodded repeatedly, not daring to interrupt.

In front of the emperor, apart from Zhang Weixian and Wei Zhongxian, few of them did not express their nervousness.

Zhang Shize didn't dare to say anything, but just replied in a straightforward manner:

"Xue Lian said that moving these gunpowder took a lot of manpower and recruited thousands of people from the people, which was completed within the deadline."

Zhu Youxiao nodded and said:

"Yangwu Hou Xue Lian is doing his job well this time, and I will fulfill my promise and remember him for his merit!" Zhu Youxiao said, as if he thought of something, he stopped and said:

"But I heard that Xue Lian has a bad reputation. It is said that he forced his daughter to rob the people and did everything he wants. I wonder if it is true?"

Seeing that Zhang Shize did not dare to say anything, Zhu Youxiao had to take the initiative to say, "You go and check it and see if the rumors are true."

Zhang Shize didn't hear what Zhu Youxiao said, and he was even a little resistant to such things, but after all, the emperor said quickly when he spoke:

"Don't worry, your Majesty, I will investigate carefully."

Zhu Youxiao didn't care whether he could hear it or not. As long as Zhang Shize did this, his goal would be achieved.

Not only was Zhang Shize a lustful playboy caught a handle, but he didn't even take the initiative to sell him the favors.

Why did Zhang Weixian, a sly guy who taught this ignorant and stupid boy?

Now, Zhu Youxiao has to think about whether this young boy could control the nobles of the north and the south.

Zhu Youxiao sighed and said:

"Let's go, and I'm so at ease when I go to other factories."

Zhang Shize was a little confused. He heard the emperor sigh for no reason and was at a loss. He stood up for a while before he realized and hurriedly caught up.

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In the afternoon, Zhu Youxiao returned to the palace.

After hearing the little eunuch's report, he had just left for half a day, but the palace was full of chaos and smiled helplessly.

Zhu Youxiao didn't want to take care of it, so he walked straight back to the Ganqing Palace and changed his clothes under the palace maid's Xianxian's service.

The ordinary and peaceful place for royal sleeping became more and more hilarious as the little princes and daughters grew up.

Although the royal family has royal rules, these are ineffective for children. As long as there is no big trouble, the empresses in each palace will turn a blind eye.

Even if you are in front of the emperor, you are not afraid. Everyone knows that the emperor is a sarcastic and has a strong heart.

Once a month, the old man from the head room would go to the inner palace to ask for the emperor's eldest son.

Please send it is one of the royal rules.

The imperial etiquette stipulates: "When the royal family gives birth to a prince, regardless of the old age, the fetus is cut from the month of the year, and the name is set a hundred days later, and the hair is cut in one month, until adulthood."

Zhu Ciran, who has always been well-behaved and obedient, somehow changed his mind. When he saw that his husband with his head was coming, he covered his head and crawled under the table.

Judging from this look, he had to help each other, no matter what, and his husband was helpless, after all, it was difficult to pull it out directly.

After thinking about it, he had to look at the female official Xu on the side.

Xu's wet nurse who was named the eldest son of the Emperor by Tianqi Yu, so he naturally wanted her to do this.

Xu squatted under the table, and couldn't help but use both soft and hard.

"Your Highness is coming out soon. Why are you suddenly afraid? Please send me?"

Seeing that there was no effect, Xu had to say with a stern face: "Your Highness, don't use your little character, which has alarmed the Empress of the Central Palace, and you will blame you again."

Seeing her moving out of her mother, Zhu Ciran felt it in her heart, struggled a little, and crawled out unwillingly, muttering sound in her mouth.

Seeing that his brother had his hair shaved, the second prince Zhu Ciyan, who had just reached one year old, quickly stopped crying.

Zhu Ciyan was very simple-minded. He didn't want to shave his hair before, but was influenced by Zhu Ciran. He felt that this brother relied on Yuanzi and turned to Xiao.

In his little thoughts, Yuanzi has now shaved his hair and then shaved his hair later, so he can be on par with him.

Thinking of this, I didn't cry or make a fuss, and just watched happily.

The eunuch invited Zhu Ciran, who was full of reluctance, and tied a square red satin to his neck. Then the husband in the head room wiped the razor and stepped forward to start shaving his hair.

In a short while, Zhu Ciran became bald and lit up.

He sat on the embroidered bench, bored, turned to look at his gloating brother, and suddenly made a face.

It wasn't over yet. My husband wiped the razor and handed it to the plate held by the eunuch, took out a packet of incense powder and applied it to Zhu Ciran's naked head.

The pink and white foam drifted down, hanging on Zhu Ciran's eyelashes, leaving a faint shadow.

My husband then stood up and said to the side, "Empress, I've finished shaving my hair, and I'm going to shave my hair for the second prince."

Zhu Ciran pouted and was bored with her short legs. Hearing this, he quickly turned his head and let out a whisper.

"Why are you here, Mother?"

Zhang Yan had already stood in front of the screen at some point, and smiled and said, "If I don't come, you might be making trouble again."

Zhu Ciran touched the top of his head, put on the hat brought by the eunuch, and looked aggrieved, as if mourning his "hair" that had just died.

Xu secretly took out two silk candies from his arms and handed them on.

Unexpectedly, Yuanzi, who was still depressed just now, immediately smiled when he took Tang, and in a blink of an eye he forgot what had happened just now.
Chapter completed!