There didn't seem to be many changes in Yingtian Prefecture. At most, there were some discussions. Many people were naturally surprised that the emperor was going to pass on the throne, but they also felt it was reasonable.

The supreme throne is something that countless people dare not even dream of, and they would feel that they would never let go until the last moment. Throughout history, few emperors have voluntarily abdicated while holding great power.

However, sometimes the current emperor's actions are different from those of most emperors.

When the previous crown prince was alive, the emperor was willing to delegate power and train him carefully, and the same is true for the crown prince now.

Fortunately, all this did not seem to happen suddenly. The Crown Prince had been gaining experience over the past few years. He had already started to take charge of government affairs and had taken over a lot of power, so many things seemed to be going very smoothly.

Zhu Wenyao sat happily on the frame and looked out the window with great joy. This new experience and cognition made him very excited and overwhelmed.

Children are naturally curious, and Zhu Wenyao is a brave child, so he naturally doesn't think there is anything to be afraid of. The most important thing is that the people around him make him feel safe.

"Zu!" Zhu Wenyao pointed out the car window and said happily, "Zu!"

Old Zhu took a look and said with a smile, "You've never seen so many people before? This is just the beginning. Next time I'll take you out to broaden your horizons."

Zhu Wenyao was still very happy. In fact, some emperors were rather "pitiful". They basically lived in the palace all their lives and knew little about the outside world.

Old Zhu was very patient and expectant. "You are the crown prince of our Ming Dynasty. You will be the emperor in the future. You should know the sufferings of the people. If we can bring you out, then we will."

Zhu Wenyao didn't understand all this, he just happily leaned against the car window, his legs shaking with excitement, and he shouted happily at everything he saw.

Old Zhu looked at Zhu Yunhuan and said with a smile, "This child is too active. After all, he is your son! Now we know what you were like when you were a child. You must have been active and playful."

Zhu Yunhuan did not deny it. "Maybe that's true, but when I was a kid, I was generally well-behaved and obedient. I'm definitely not as bold as him."

Old Zhu thought about it and it made sense. "That's true. You lost your mother when you were young, and your father was busy with government affairs. Even if others took good care of you, no one really cared for you."

Old Zhu, who imagined many big dramas, smiled and patted Zhu Wenyao who was shaking his buttocks, "This child is good. He is brave because of us. This child will definitely be more courageous than you in the future."

"That's a good thing. My son should be like this." He smiled and said, "This is a good thing. How can the emperor be indecisive and have no opinion?"

Old Zhu smiled and nodded, obviously agreeing with these statements. He did not expect all of his descendants to be extremely wise and brave, but he believed that the crown prince he taught would definitely have outstanding abilities.

The huge team continued to move towards Purple Mountain. The emperor wanted to visit the Xiaoling Mausoleum, so the crown prince would naturally accompany him. No one saw any reason to object.

The main reason is that although some people opposed it, they were suppressed by the emperor and the crown prince, so they just stopped opposing it.

Looking at the Xiaoling Mausoleum, Old Zhu was quite emotional, "It's not bad. We have only seen it from afar for so many years. Now it has been repaired quite well."

"I will definitely continue to repair it in the future, but I have other things to do now." Zhu Yunhuan said, "Some people outside have advised me to repair the Xiaoling Mausoleum and the Eastern Mausoleum first, and then continue to repair the Baoen Temple. I plan to take my time."

The construction of Xiaoling Mausoleum and Dongling Mausoleum is a continuous project, which cannot be completed in one or two days. Even if Zhu Yuanzhang is buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum in the future, it will still need continuous construction.

These things are completely understandable to everyone. After the emperor is buried in the imperial mausoleum, it is not enough to just seal it. There are still many subsequent construction projects.

In order to show filial piety, the succeeding emperors must continue to invest resources in building tombs for their predecessors, which many people think is natural.

Old Zhu asked curiously and concernedly, "What do you think about the Baoen Temple matter now? This should also be done."

Zhu was quite wary of religion, and even suppressed it. Even though he had stayed in a temple before, and even though the Red Turban Rebellion was under the banner of religion, it did not mean that he was very pious.

It can even be said that such experiences have made him more cautious about religious matters. Over the years, Lao Zhu has always strictly controlled both Buddhism and Taoism.

Zhu Yunhuan said, "Bao'en Temple must be built. There shouldn't be too many temples in Yingtian Prefecture, but there shouldn't be too few either. But there can't be too many people using it. I'll have people repair it slowly."

Old Zhu couldn't help but remind him, "Don't let people misunderstand you. You have a monk in front of you, and now you are building a Buddhist temple. People who don't know the truth will think you are going to build a large Buddhist temple now!"

Zhu Yunhuan didn't think that Zhu's worries were unnecessary. If he was not careful, such a situation might happen, which would not be good.

There are so many people who want to please the superiors, and not everyone can understand what the superiors mean. Some people misunderstand, or think that as long as there is a chance, they will do everything they can to please.

Zhu Yunhuan smiled and nodded, saying, "I understand in my heart. In fact, over the years, many people have said that my grandfather and grandson are not very good to Buddhism and Taoism."

"Buddhist temples cannot take over large amounts of land, as they do not produce anything!" Old Zhu said firmly, "If we really do nothing, those temples will have too much land, and there will be too many monks in them."

Lao Zhu is an experienced person, so naturally he has enough say on this kind of situation, and his worries are obviously not unnecessary.

Not to mention the end of the Yuan Dynasty, even in other dynasties it was the same. Once religion flourished, it would inevitably annex a lot of land, and these people would be better at making money than some landlords.

Moreover, these temples basically have to pay taxes. With more and more people becoming monks, some basic agricultural production may be affected. This is obviously not what the rulers want to see.

"I know this, but there are too many Buddhists in Ming Dynasty now." Zhu Yunhuan said helplessly, "When the time is right, I will also take care of the Tianshi Mansion."

Old Zhu could fully understand Zhu Yunhuan's concerns. Obviously, no religion could dominate alone, otherwise there would be no benefits.

But it is not okay to have no faith at all, as many people are willing to believe in these things. It is definitely not okay to completely ban them, and the court can only guide them with restrictions.

If it is really banned completely, some Maitreya sects may emerge, and some may shout "the coming of the Ming King", etc. This is obviously not in the interests of the Zhu family. Even if Buddhism and Taoism have some shortcomings, some of their views are in line with the interests of the rulers and are not particularly out of line.

However, some people's far-fetched creations are obviously not in the interests of the rulers, and the harm they bring is obviously greater, which is something the court cannot tolerate.

Therefore, we should restrict when it is necessary and guide when it is necessary, so as to prevent people who do not know the truth from going astray.

The grandfather and grandson chatted and talked about things while leading the royal family and civil and military officials towards the Xiaoling Mausoleum, which was also part of the memorial service.

Old Zhu looked at the sacred road carefully and said, "It still looks a little different from the early years. It has been built for 20 years, and it should look like this now."

The scale of the Xiaoling Mausoleum is very large. It has pavilions, towers, various halls for worship and sacrifices, and a lot of deer are raised here. Naturally, you can see its extraordinary grandeur, which is in line with the characteristics of an imperial mausoleum.

Zhu Yunhuan smiled and said, "It must be what it is now. We will have to continue repairing it in the future. I'm afraid the outer walls will only be completed after I have repaired them for more than ten years."

Old Zhu agreed with this statement. If he was gone, Zhu Yunhuan would definitely continue to build the Xiaoling Mausoleum, otherwise the saliva of people all over the world would drown him. There was nothing to discuss about these things.

Old Zhu naturally understood this principle. "I'm afraid Wen Yao is the busiest. You've almost finished repairing it in a few years, so you can stop. If you come here, he will also have to spend some time to repair it for you."

Zhu Yunhuan laughed dumbly, but he felt it was completely correct. "Then I will have to explain it to him clearly when the time comes. Just a little bit of repair will be enough. Don't repair it too much."

Old Zhu said confidently, "Then you don't need to worry, just stay in the west. No matter how filial Wen Yao is, he won't dare to build your mausoleum too much, and it will definitely not be as good as ours."

Of course, this is a bit of an exaggeration. Not every founding emperor's mausoleum is the largest and most expensive in that dynasty. Some successor emperors even build mausoleums that surpass their ancestors.

However, under normal circumstances, the subsequent emperors would pay attention to the impact and would definitely not repair it too much.

Zhu Yunhuan and Old Zhu were talking and laughing, and both grandfather and grandson seemed to be in a good mood. However, Zhu Wenyao was obviously happier, as he continued his new journey and cognition.

When they arrived at the Xiaoling Mausoleum, or more precisely at the sacrificial hall, Old Zhu obviously fell silent. He held Zhu Wenyao, burned incense, and taught Zhu Wenyao to kowtow.

Fortunately, although the little fat boy is playful and active, he has received quite a lot of "training" and basically does it in a very professional manner, which makes Lao Zhu quite happy.

"We won't go to your father's place. People outside will gossip about us." Old Zhu picked up Zhu Wenyao and said, "You take Wenyao over to kowtow. We will stay and talk to your grandmother."

Zhu Yunhuan naturally understood what Old Zhu meant. If a father went to worship his son, many people would definitely say something about it and think that it was not in accordance with the etiquette.

As for human relations and family affection, they naturally need to be considered, but the requirements for the royal family seem to be more stringent, because there is nothing trivial in the royal family and it is an example to the world.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that Zhu Yuanzhang really wanted to talk to Empress Ma. It was the last chance for him to come here after so many years, so he could say a few words even if he had a lot to say.

Zhu Wenyao was relatively supportive. He didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, he was full of curiosity. To him, things outside were obviously very new and interesting, and he found everything new.

Carrying their babbling fat son to the Eastern Tomb, Zhu Yunhuan and others naturally paid their respects again. Zhu Wenyao also lay on the cushion with his hands clasped. This was how he learned to kowtow.

Zhu Yunhuan whispered to Xu Miaojin, "Have someone prepare the altar and the bricks and tiles in advance, and replace them immediately when the time comes."

Xu Miaojin knew what was going on, and said, "There's still some money in the treasury. There's no need to wait for the court to pay for bricks and tiles all at once. It won't hurt to take some out of the treasury."

Zhu Yunhuan began to think about it carefully. Building the imperial mausoleum and so on was something that should have been borne by the court. Others would not think it made any sense and felt that it was all natural.

It's just that the situation of the Eastern Tomb is rather special. It looks like an imperial tomb, but its materials, scale, etc. all meet the specifications of the prince's tomb.

"That's good. The money in the treasury should be spent where it should be used. It won't produce any offspring if it's kept." Zhu Yunhuan thought for a moment and said, "The mausoleums of my father and mother should indeed be built sooner."

Once Zhu Yunhuan ascended the throne, he would certainly posthumously confer the title of emperor on Zhu Biao and the title of empress on Crown Princess Chang, and the specifications of the Eastern Tomb would be raised to that of an imperial tomb.

Although due to inherent factors, the Eastern Mausoleum would not be particularly grand even if it was upgraded to an imperial mausoleum, it still needed to be repaired, and the workload was not small.

This is how it should be done, and no one else should be allowed to comment on it. Starting to upgrade it earlier will make many people feel happy.

There is no need to worry about spending too much from the "secret treasury". Now the internal treasury only provides some materials such as glazed tiles, and most of the money will definitely need to be paid by the court, which is not a problem.

All of this is as it should be, all of this is natural, and everyone is just doing what they should do. There is really no problem with anything else.

The worships that need to be paid have been paid, and the discussions that need to be discussed have been discussed, so naturally it is time to consider returning home.

Although there was no problem for Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Yunhuan to go out for a trip, it was obvious that they would go out and return on the same day, so it was obviously unrealistic to delay any longer.

"I've taken a look and I think we should do less renovations after we bury him. The pavilion and the sacrificial hall are enough." Old Zhu said, "If you really want to be filial, don't make any more trouble."

Zhu Yunhuan joked, "Grandfather, don't worry. With my stingy personality, I won't build anything big. At most, I will improve the current scale and won't expand it any further."

Old Zhu nodded and said, "Don't use things that don't look practical. Your grandmother and I like quietness, so don't use rare animals."

Zhu Yunhuan also nodded to this, saying that it would be better for the imperial mausoleum to be solemn and dignified rather than turned into a large royal garden.

Zhu Yunhuan didn't need to decorate the imperial mausoleum to show his filial piety. He should spend the resources on more useful things. (End of this chapter)