Chapter 197 The Tacit Understanding between Biao'er and His Mother
Zhu Biao hasn't written a new heavenly book for many years.
Because Zhu Biao didn't know he was the crown prince. When he knew that his own father had shown the heavenly book to Zhu Yuanzhang, he dared not continue writing, fearing that Zhu Yuanzhang would chop off his head.
Although he said he didn't dare to continue writing, Zhu Biao was actually still secretly writing and organizing it, but he just hid it.
When Zhu Biao found out that Hanhan's father was Zhu Yuanzhang, he no longer hid it and dared to show it to his father no matter how shocking it was.
Even if my father is dissatisfied, he will just put it aside after reading it.
Otherwise, Emperor Hongwu, do you have the guts to execute my entire family? See that idiot Zhu Guorui? He's my biological father, and if you're going to chop off heads, he'll be the first one to go.
Phew.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the amazing Biao'er who took out several more books from his pocket, giving him a complete set of (Postgraduate Entrance Examination Politics) and couldn't help but ask, "Biao'er, how many things do you have hidden in your pocket?"
Zhu Biao was not embarrassed at all. He untied his belt and opened his coat.
His coat was not only full of pockets, but pockets upon pockets, filled with odds and ends.
Zhu Yuanzhang was even more shocked: "Biao'er, isn't it heavy?"
Zhu Biao said, "They are all small things, not heavy. I will definitely take out the heavy things soon."
You think I'm wearing a fancy coat?
No, I wear a stack of cloth pockets.
Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated for a long time before saying, "Biao'er, you wear this in the summer? Aren't you hot?"
Zhu Biao put on his clothes again and looked at his father as if he was stupid. "Of course I carry a separate backpack in the summer. Why would I hide it in my clothes?"
Zhu Yuanzhang thought to himself, but you can also take out a lot of strange things from your arms in the summer!
Zhu Biao continued to explain, "I wouldn't normally carry so many things in my arms. I have to go out on business today, so I packed everything I could just in case. This is my field uniform."
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of disbelief.
Zhu Biao didn't care whether Zhu Yuanzhang believed it or not.
After handing the heavenly book to Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao went to find his mother to arrange a new research direction for the Women's Academy.
The knowledge Zhu Biao gave to the Women's Academy was only the most basic, and only required one to remember the inference process.
If he couldn't remember the reasoning process, Zhu Biao would first give the results to the Academy of Sciences as a "fake theory" and let the Women's Academy of Sciences study it. In this way, Zhu Biao minimized the "scientific and technological black box" he brought back.
Only science and technology that can be analyzed can be called knowledge. They are just "black boxes" that can only create temporary prosperity. That prosperity is like the moon in the mirror and the flower in the water, which will soon be shattered and even hinder technological progress.
This is the difference between buying advanced machinery and developing inferior machinery yourself.
Zhu Biao was just an ordinary science student, not very knowledgeable about technical matters. Since crossing over, he had simply gathered talents and gathered them together based on the research directions and limited theoretical knowledge he provided.
Now, with the new technologies in Zhu Biao's hands, he only plays the role of a "project manager" or even a "project investor".
Such research progress was, of course, extremely slow. Gunpowder itself took five or six years to develop. Glass, which was being researched simultaneously with gunpowder, still hasn't achieved the production of large, colorless, transparent sheets of flat glass; no matter how hard they try, they've failed to break through that technological barrier.
Although Zhu Biao was a little anxious, he felt at ease with the skills he had accumulated bit by bit.
When the Women's Academy of Sciences was established and could provide theoretical support for the craftsmen in the Academy renamed "Engineering Academy" by Zhu Biao, their research and development progress finally accelerated.
Now, the research direction of large pieces of colorless and transparent flat glass has been found, although it is only manufactured in the laboratory and is still a long way from mass production; the research and development of internal combustion engines has also made progress and is expected to run on small machinery.
Now that the East Continent has been found and rubber has been introduced, many technical problems can be solved.
Zhu Biao ran away in a hurry, leaving Zhu Yuanzhang with a headache looking at the pile of books in front of him.
My good son, when you took out the heavenly book before, you would teach me to read. Why do you just throw a few books at me and run away now?
Zhu Yuanzhang yelled behind Zhu Biao: "Biao'er! Won't you teach your father to read?"
Zhu Biao only left Zhu Yuanzhang with his back: "Dad! You are already a mature father! See for yourself!"
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded: "Nonsense, what mature father?"
Biaoer is praising me! Zhu Yuanzhang happily held the book and went to find his confidants to have a reading club together.
After Zhu Biao assigned homework to Zhu Yuanzhang, he chatted with Ma Xiuying for a while about the construction of the Women's Academy.
As Ma Xiuying listened, she felt something was wrong.
She put down the book in her hand and said, "Biao'er, you..."
Zhu Biao asked, "What?"
Ma Xiuying hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't make the decision on matters concerning the Academy of Sciences. Please ask Empress Ma."
Zhu Biao said seriously, "I believe that mother can convince Empress Ma. Mother, please continue listening. I have further plans!"
Ma Xiuying was extremely meticulous and became even more convinced that Zhu Biao was hiding something.
She looked at Zhu Biao suspiciously.
Zhu Biao did not feel guilty at all.
How could I feel guilty? It's my parents who should feel guilty!
Ma Xiuying looked at Zhu Biao's expression and smiled helplessly, "Okay, I will definitely be able to convince Queen Ma. Biao'er, if you have any other plans, tell me slowly."
Zhu Biao leaned on Ma Xiuying's shoulder, rubbed her cheek with a smile and said coquettishly: "Mom, don't tell Dad. Dad is such a fool, he won't know if you don't tell him."
Ma Xiuying smiled and said, "Okay. But your body..."
Zhu Biao complained: "That's really a liar."
Ma Xiuying said, "But don't let more people know."
Zhu Biao stretched out his tone: "Okay! ~ But I should tell this to Dad."
Ma Xiuying laughed: "Him. Never mind, let's not talk about this anymore. Go on."
Zhu Biao leaned against Ma Xiuying and listed many plans. Ma Xiuying agreed to them one by one, and immediately asked about the ones she didn't understand.
After he had finished speaking, Zhu Biao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Mother, will the emperor's princes' work cause me trouble?"
Ma Xiuying shook her head. "No. The princesses are all taught by the Empress, so you don't have to worry about it. The Sixth Prince is eight years old this year and has already started his initiation at the official school in Nanjing. He is naturally dignified, intelligent and eager to learn. Empress Ma has great power and is trusted by the Emperor. Once the Sixth Prince starts school, Empress Ma will take care of his daily life and will not let anyone lead him astray. The Seventh Prince has just been born, so it's too early for him to start school."
In addition to the sixth and seventh princes, there may be another prince this year. Concubine Hu Shun is about to give birth, and the imperial physician said it is a prince.
The two concubines were old ladies who had been serving Zhu Yuanzhang for a long time. Ma Xiuying trusted them very much.
Zhu Biao muttered: "I didn't expect that after the emperor issued the decree, it could really be done."
Ma Xiuying laughed: "Biao'er, you only need to worry about your brother, not the prince. The prince has the emperor and empress to worry about him."
Zhu Biao said: "After they enter school, I will discipline them strictly."
If they were just illegitimate sons of officials, Zhu Biao would really not bother to care about them, and at most he would just give them honor and support. But knowing that his illegitimate brothers would become princes of the Ming Dynasty in the future, Zhu Biao would treat them strictly.
A royal pension? Do you know how much it costs to support a prince?! Everyone, just get back to work!
Ma Xiuying said, "Okay. I'll ask the Emperor for a whip. If you don't obey, just beat him a few times."
Zhu Biao smiled and said, "That's not the case. Well, if you really don't obey, I will beat you."
Ma Xiuying sighed: "Biao'er, you have grown up."
Zhu Biao said with a stern face, "I can't castrate Dad, nor can I make him become a monk and abstain from sex for the rest of his life. I know he has tried very hard."
Ma Xiuying was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but she doted on Zhu Biao and did not scold him for his unfilial words.
Only when it comes to Zhu Biao, Ma Xiuying has no principles.
Compared to the dozens of sons that the Hongwu Emperor had, his father only had three sons besides his younger brother, two of whom were born this year. Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief.
If my father gave me dozens of brothers and sisters to raise, I would definitely die of poverty.
Zhu Biao urged: "Mother, you must teach your sisters well. If they are good enough, I will let them manage the Academy."
Ma Xiuying immediately said seriously, "Mother knows. Mother will definitely teach you well."
Zhu Biao stood up and stretched. "Anyway, I'm relying on my parents. Don't make trouble in front of me. I'm a petty person. Even if my father can protect them for a while, I will definitely tell my brothers and my future sons and nephews. Anyone who dares to make me unhappy will remember it in the future. I wonder if my father can survive three generations of descendants."
Ma Xiuying laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward, her voice as loud as a silver bell: "Biao'er, you are really narrow-minded. Okay, okay, mother knows."
Zhu Biao hummed twice, acted coquettishly to Ma Xiuying for a while, and then took Ma Xiuying to pick up his younger brothers from school.
He also planned to take Ma Xiuying and his younger brothers to see a newly staged play.
As for Dad? He has to study the heavenly book and has no time to play.
But what Zhu Biao didn't expect was that when he pushed open the door of the private room in the theater, his silly father was already sitting in the room with a group of uncles eating spiced watermelon seeds.
Zhu Biao was speechless. Is it so difficult to leave Dad and play?
Zhu Yuanzhang had no idea that Zhu Biao had deliberately kept it from him out of spite. He even patted the chair next to him and said, "Why are you here so late? The show is about to start. Hurry up and sit down."
"oh."
Zhu Biao, his mother and his brothers sat down and prepared to watch the show.
"Third, fourth, and fifth, your homework..."
"Dad, watch the show, shut up."
"oh."
Everyone tried to hold back their laughter.
They were happy to see Zhu Yuanzhang being humiliated in front of Biao'er.
