Father can be an enemy to the country

There was silence in Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not reprimand these yin and yang nobles. He took a spoonful of pearl emerald and white jade soup and put it into his mouth to savor it.

It's really like tasting some unparalleled delicacy.

It took a long time before he was willing to swallow it.

Then a look of memory appeared on his face, and he slowly said:

"That spring thirty years ago, there was a famine in our hometown. We remember clearly that on the sixth day of April that year, my father starved to death... Three days later, my eldest brother starved to death... Three more days passed. , my eldest nephew starved to death...and on April 22, my mother was gone too."

"In less than a month, four members of our family starved to death!" Zhu Yuanzhang choked, tears welling up in his eyes; all the Huaixi civil and military officials also looked sad, and many began to wipe away tears, obviously thinking of their own families.

"What's even more sad is that my second brother and I couldn't find a place to bury our relatives, because every piece of land has its own owner! Later, the neighbor couldn't stand it anymore and gave us a cemetery. We used straw mats to bury the bodies of our relatives. Once wrapped up, he was hastily buried."

"After the funeral, we knew we couldn't survive at home, so we had no choice but to go our separate ways and escape. I begged for food along the way, but there was famine everywhere, so how could I get food?"

"Within a few days, I felt dizzy from hunger, developed a fever, and finally passed out on the roadside. In those days, not many people starved to death on the roadside. Seeing that we couldn't escape, luckily we were killed by a walking monk. Rescue me and put me in a ruined temple."

"The kind-hearted monk also threw the vegetable leaves, glutinous rice, and half a piece of sour tofu that he had brought from various families for alms into the pot. After a while, the fragrance started to rise, making us greedy and drooling. It’s all bleeding up to my belly button.”

"The monk gave it to me to eat. Oops, it's such a delicacy! I drank all the soup by myself. My whole body felt so comfortable and my head was sweating profusely! As a result, my disease was cured and my body was healed. Only then can I follow the monk to Huangjue Temple, and only then can I live to this day."

"Our second brother was not so lucky. He didn't drink this bowl of pearl, emerald and white jade soup, so he died on the way to escape." Zhu Yuanzhang said, wiping away his old tears and sobbing:

"We always think, if I had such a pot of soup at home, maybe my parents would have survived and seen the day when their son became emperor..."

The sound of whimpering sounded, and Li Zhen, who was sitting aside, had already cried out snot. Xu Da also comforted Zhu Yuanzhang while wiping away tears.

"It is destiny that the superior can drink this bowl of pearl, emerald and white jade soup."

"Yes, without this bowl of soup, there would be no Ming Dynasty today. This is the most expensive bowl of soup in the world, pearl emerald and white jade soup, worthy of the name!" Hu Weiyong also said loudly.

"In that case, why don't you drink?" Zhu Yuanzhang stopped crying and asked.

"Hey, drink." All the nobles quickly scooped up a bowl and drank in large gulps.

Unexpectedly, it hit the head after one bite. Damn, why does it smell like swill? It's still sour...

"How is it? How does it taste?" Zhu Yuanzhang was still asking.

The nobles swallowed but could not swallow, and vomited but did not dare to vomit. All of them were so anxious that they had to raise their thumbs and support them by giving thumbs up while holding back their nausea.

"Can't you swallow it?" Zhu Yuanzhang exposed them mercilessly.

Everyone quickly shook their heads and swallowed hard, but some people couldn't help it and vomited...

Like a contagion, a dozen or so people vomited on the spot. They quickly knelt down to apologize, explaining that they drank too much at noon and had gastrointestinal discomfort...

"You have eaten too much delicacies from the mountains and seas, can't you eat the home-cooked meals of the common people?" Zhu Yuanzhang said sarcastically:

"If you don't believe me, just ask ordinary people, how many families can have four dishes and one soup for a meal? Think about it back then, when your family ate rice bran, how grateful were you to have such a meal? "

"Yes, yes..." The ministers nodded in agreement, knowing that Boss Zhu was going to use the topic again.

"It turns out that we have only lived a good life for a few years? We have completely forgotten about our origins! Everyone spends the whole day drinking, extravagant and squandering, competing to show off their appearance."

"I heard that two hundred sheep, a hundred pigs, thousands of chickens, ducks and geese, as well as dozens of carts of delicacies were brought into the house of Marquis Deqing two years ago. How many people are there to celebrate the New Year in your house? Can you eat them all? ?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Liao Yongzhong with a half-smile.

"Returning to the top is all due to the filial piety of the old brothers under my command. This one will give a little, and the other will give a little." Liao Yongzhong stood up quickly and said in embarrassment: "And they all reciprocated the gifts, so in the end there were not so many."

"Oh, so we have wronged you?" Zhu Yuanzhang said expressionlessly.

"No, no." Liao Yongzhong quickly shook his head, his face was dark red, and he said with shame: "It is indeed a waste of a lot, and I will definitely change it in the future."

"Yes, it needs to be changed, it must be changed!" Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, motioning for him to sit down, and said to everyone: "Not only Marquis Deqing, but also all of you, think carefully about why we rebelled back then, wasn't it because we were attacked by that man? Are the corrupt officials who help plunder the people's wealth and money so hard that they can no longer survive?"

"Why do corrupt officials plunder the people's wealth and wealth? Because their desires are hard to satisfy, and they cannot maintain their luxurious ostentation without plundering!" Zhu Yuanzhang patted the table and loudly said:

"We all come from poor backgrounds and have nothing to eat. Do we still want to imitate those princes, nobles and corrupt officials in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty who were extravagant and lustful? Then in a few years, the Ming Dynasty will follow the old path of the Yuan Dynasty again!"

"Can't learn." All the ministers quickly expressed their opinions.

"So, let's make a rule today. From now on, regardless of public or private banquets, there can be no more than four dishes and one soup. It's enough to eat. Any more will be fed to pigs." Zhu Yuanzhang said earnestly:

"This can also remind everyone from time to time to restrain themselves in all aspects and not let selfish desires destroy themselves, let alone destroy our Ming Dynasty!"

"My ministers, please obey the instructions of your superiors!" All the ministers complained in their hearts, but they had to kneel down and say yes.

"Okay, let's all get up. This is the New Year's Eve, so let's finish it." Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down his temper, raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's drink!"

"Do it!" All the honorable nobles quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it down. Fortunately, the wine was fine...

Then drink more and eat less food.

Xu Da and others tried to propose a toast to their superiors. Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang did not refuse anyone who came and took the initiative to engage in household chores with them, they knew that the storm had passed.

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became normal.

The nobles exchanged glasses and began to toast each other, talking in low voices.

Seeing them drinking one cup after another, like drinking water, Zhu Zhen couldn't help but exclaimed: "They are all so drinkable."

"Of course, it doesn't matter what they are doing. Moreover, they have just been trained, so they are very restrained." Fifth Brother whispered: "Usually they drink from big bowls, and when they get excited, they just hold them in their arms The jar is filled with..."

"Then Marquis Deqing is drunk, right?" Zhu Zhen looked at Liao Yongzhong opposite.

Zhu Ji looked up and saw that Liao Yongzhong was already holding the jar and filling it up...

"It's broken," he said immediately, "This guy is drunk and is going to act crazy!"

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