Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 87 Zhu Yuanzhang's Murderous Intent

And this is about the method of refining salt.

Ma Xiuying had never seen a single word of it.

However, I don't want to delve too much into it. Everyone has their own secrets, their own thoughts that they don't want others to know.

She didn't think that Ma Wenxiang, at such a young age, could really do anything heinous. As long as it wasn't like that, Empress Ma Xiuying was willing to turn a blind eye, which was good for everyone.

"Bring the snowflake salt."

Ma Xiuying gave the instructions.

Su Qing'er was particularly enthusiastic, as if this were a great joyous occasion, or as if she had made the snowflake salt herself.

Sun Miaoran appeared calm on the surface, but her thoughts were not much different from Su Qing'er's.

Ma Xiuying looked at the two of them with a smile in her eyes. Sun Miaoran was still able to maintain some composure, but Su Qing'er next to her was already so embarrassed that she couldn't find her bearings.

Ma Xiuying then sighed again.

Su Qing'er suppressed a laugh and said, "Didn't Your Highness want to see this snowflake salt? Why are you suddenly bringing this up again?"

"Heaven have mercy, Your Majesty, I didn't say anything."

"Why is my little Qing'er so protective of her own now? She can't even think about saying bad things about that stupid boy. She's not even married yet, and she's already protecting her husband like this."

Ma Xiuying said with a smile.

"I'm ignoring Your Highness. Anyway, this snowflake salt tastes good; Your Highness can decide for yourself."

Su Qing'er turned around, pretending to be sulking, which was quite charming and cute.

Ma Xiuying simply took some salt and tasted it, not worried about it being poisonous. After all, this salt had been used in the palace for some time, and if it were poisonous, something would have happened long ago; it certainly wouldn't have dragged on until today.

"This salt is excellent."

Ma Xiuying savored it carefully, feeling the salty taste spreading on her tongue. There was no bitterness at all; instead, it had a refreshing quality, which could be described as top-notch.

"A hero's anger is for the sake of a beauty. He brought out this invaluable method, which is comparable to a treasure trove, all to protect my little Qing'er. No wonder Qing'er has fallen for him so much."

"Let alone Qing'er, even I, Your Majesty, would probably be somewhat tempted if I met someone like that when I was young."

Ma Xiuying continued jokingly.

"Your Highness, please stop teasing me like that. I can't take it. If you want, you can tease Sister Miaoran instead. She's thick-skinned and it's nothing to her."

As you know, Qing'er has always been very shy.

Su Qing'er puffed out her cheeks and said pitifully from the side.

"Very well, next time Your Majesty does something to Miaoran, when you tease her, Your Majesty will be absolutely fair and just."

Su Qing'er was easy to coax; Ma Xiuying managed to appease her with just a few words.

She then obediently calmed down.

Ma Xiuying tasted the breakfast made with snowflake salt and was quite satisfied.

then.

She then set off for the Wuying Hall.

In the afternoon, Zhu Biao saw Ma Xiuying arrive and knew that it was time for another body swap.

He naturally had his own thoughts in mind, but a hearty smile appeared on his face as he stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Ma Xiuying smiled and nodded; this son was her pride and joy.

"His Majesty."

Ma Xiuying fixed her gaze on Zhu Yuanzhang and suddenly asked, "Is this a matter of state or a family matter?"

Ma Xiuying sat to the side, her voice calm.

Zhu Yuanzhang trembled slightly, and the serious demeanor he had displayed while handling official business seemed to vanish without a trace at that moment.

Seeing that his sister showed no sign of leaving, Zhu Yuanzhang had no choice but to turn around, meet her gaze, and then bring up the serious matter at hand: "It is both a matter of state and a matter of family."

"Sister, you can't be too biased when it comes to this snowflake salt."

The current dynasty needs money in countless ways.

This rascal has some skills, so of course he should be put to good use. But we should follow the proper procedures, don't you think, sister?

"Your Majesty is absolutely right. But this snowflake salt was developed by my juniors, so it can't all go into the national treasury, can it?"

They should at least get a share of the profits.

Ultimately, it's their method, and now they've selflessly donated it for the sake of the country, which is a contribution to the nation. They can't just leave without any benefit.

"Your Majesty, this is not something a ruler should do."

It is said that they were discussing official business, so Ma Xiuying addressed Zhu Yuanzhang as "Zhu Chongba" in a clear distinction between public and private matters. The reasons behind this should naturally be explained.

"this!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, with his typical peasant mentality, was naturally very unwilling and reluctant at this time.

Just when a complete treasure bowl was about to be in his hands, someone had to break off a small piece. It's like the Imperial Seal of the State; it would have been so much better if it had been whole, but instead, someone had to break off a small fragment.

It's so heartbreaking to see them like that.

Zhu Yuanzhang was internally resisting.

He couldn't handle the situation alone, so he naturally had to call for help: "Biao'er, what do you think we should do about this? We can't come up with a solution with your mother, so your words are very important."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a confident expression.

He believed that Zhu Biao was on his side, after all, they were both surnamed Zhu, and the money saved would belong to the Zhu family in the future.

Furthermore, to put it more directly, it is Zhu Yuanzhang's world now, but in another ten years or so, it will become Zhu Biao's world. No one in this world would be foolish enough to give away their own money.

But the next moment, Zhu Biao smiled slightly and said, "Father, I think Mother's words make sense. Moreover, I believe Mother has thought things through carefully. This idea of ​​sharing profits is also for the sake of the court's reputation."

Moreover, if we have the method for refining salt today, we may have other ingenious techniques in the future.

Father, is it more important to have this one treasure bowl today, or to have several treasure bowls in the future?

Does Father Emperor desire several future treasure troves, each with a chipped edge like the jade seal, or does he merely wish to possess the single treasure trove of today?

At this moment, Zhu Biao's depiction is so vivid that he literally puts Zhu Yuanzhang right there in the middle of it all.

After all, in his words, any normal person would know how to choose.

Even so, Zhu Yuanzhang was still reluctant to part with it.

His idea was that if this treasure bowl is ours today, then all the treasure bowls in the future will also be ours.

However, if he were to voice this idea, Zhu Yuanzhang would look at his son Biao and then at the girl beside him, and he would know that no one would support him, so the idea would be shelved for the time being.

"Girl, how did this person become the Ma family's nephew, and how did he become your nephew? My head is spinning, I really don't know."

Didn't the girl say before that she didn't plan to bestow any titles on the people there?

Could it be that they've changed their minds again?