"You did a good job in Fengyang, I'm very pleased!" Zhu Yu held Zhu Jun's hand, with a smile on his face, "I don't know how many times my father has praised you!"

Zhu Jun curled his lips, "He, praised me? He just kicked me twice!"

"Why did he kick you?"

Zhu Jun immediately told the matter, "I was too angry, so I couldn't hold it back, so I said a few words to him, but he didn't admit his mistake and persisted in carrying it.

Tell me, why is he angry?

Those dead folks are the ones who really should be angry.

He also asked why I didn’t arrest all the craftsmen, that would cost thousands of lives.

Who knows how to kill and kill every day? Who has no selfish motives?

There is a shortage of 2.8 million taels of silver. What use are the three melons and two dates given by the court?

To develop Fengyang, build bridges and roads, consolidate river embankments, subsidize the people, and manage people's livelihood, I have calculated that without four to five million taels of silver, it is impossible to get it.

Fengyang has been squeezed dry, and it can't afford so much money.

If you want to move the capital, the population potential of that place is simply not enough to support it.

At that time, my father estimates that the people will be forcibly moved there again.

How many people are willing to leave their hometown?

As a saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.

If you go to a new place and have to do everything over again, who would be happy?"

Zhu Yu quickly comforted him and said, "Drink some tea first to relieve your anger. I won't be able to explain this matter for a while.

However, now that Wu Lang and Xue Yang are also dead, you should take care of Fengyang first.

I'm short of money, I'll take care of it first!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jun knew that Zhu Yu was going to open a back door for him.

Zhu Jun shook his head repeatedly, "Brother, that's not what I meant. It's not realistic to ask the court to give you millions of taels of silver in one go.

The little money in the treasury is simply not enough.

My father probably has a lot of money in his pocket, but I guess he won't be able to get it out easily.

The large-scale construction projects in recent years have indeed cost a lot, and the little wealth he has will probably be reserved for military supplies!"

Zhu Yu nodded. He probably knew a little about how much money Zhu Yuanzhang had in his money. It was quite a lot, but it was a guarantee and could not be used easily.

"However, it is not easy for Prince Wu's Mansion to revitalize the economy of a place just by myself.

The Shen family has money, and I have money, but there is more than one place like Fengyang in the country.

Therefore, I asked the Fengyang Prefecture's Yamen to borrow money from Prince Wu's Mansion, and then pay interest and repay it in ten years. Only in this way can Fengyang Prefecture be able to turn around.

In the future, when Fengyang's economy improves, there are more people, and taxes rise, it will not be difficult to repay the loan."

Zhu Yu frowned and asked Prince Wu for a loan. This was not a strange thing.

As early as thousands of years ago, emperors asked big businessmen to borrow money.

Take Yuanwailang of the Ming Dynasty, an honorary official position that can be bought with money.

There have been similar things throughout the ages.

"However, it is still difficult to revitalize Fengyang's economy with Prince Wu's Mansion alone, so I have one more thing to do when I come to Beijing this time!"

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yu vaguely guessed what Zhu Jun wanted to do.

"In the name of the imperial court, local debts in Fengyang are released, private debts can be purchased, and the debts are repaid on a regular basis.

If Fengyang can't pay it back, then the imperial court will repay it," Zhu Jun said.

Zhu Yu took a breath and said, "This matter is not easy to handle, and not many people will agree."

"Brother, please listen to my explanation!" Zhu Jun said: "Individuals have private debts, and yamen also have yamen losses. Doesn't the country have debts?

The method I am talking about is to use local credibility and national credibility as guarantees to raise funds for local currency development.

This is more real than the salesman Wai Lang.

Moreover, it is the local area that benefits, the people who purchase local debt, and it is also our great cause!

Fengyang's potential has been exhausted in recent years. It is not an easy task to increase Fengyang's upper limit.

If we give up on Fengyang, everything we have invested over the years will be in vain.

Don't talk about our father, even I won't be reconciled to it.

Yingtian is as good as Yingtian, and Fengyang is as good as Fengyang. I dare not say that I can make Fengyang better than Yingtian, but if you give me time, I can definitely make Fengyang as good as Yingtian!

This is an emergency measure that depends on the reputation of the local area and the court.

If the local government and the imperial court dry up the lake to fish, it will be a huge blow to the credibility of the local government and the imperial court.

On the contrary, it is a good way to gather the credibility of the local government and the court.

This is a double-edged sword.

I know that if I bring this up, those in the clear will definitely say it’s ridiculous.

He would say that it would corrupt the folk customs.

But what I want to say is, if talking can make the country strong and the people wealthy, then let them deal with this matter!

Clean flow is a lock to restrict corruption, but it should not be the upper limit for governing the country!"

Zhu Jun's words shocked Zhu Yu.

Being able to see Qingliu so clearly means that his younger brother has really grown a lot.

"Let me talk to our father first. I am not sure about this matter!" Zhu Yu said.

Zhu Jun smiled and said: "Thank you, brother!"

He knew that this matter was settled, and it would be no problem to use Prince Wu's Mansion and the Prefect's Yamen to do it, plus the Yingtian Chamber of Commerce.

But they will definitely be squeezed out by the general trend.

Zhu Jun was not willing to let those idiots hold him back.

If this thing is to be accomplished, it will be Zhu Yu's credit. When Zhu Jun goes to Fengyang, he will publicize Zhu Yu's achievements.

In the future, when Lao Zhu moves the capital, those people will also be grateful.

Just as he was talking, someone from Kunning Palace came and asked Zhu Jun to come over for lunch in a while.

"My mother has been thinking about you every day these days. I will stay for two more days when I come back this time. If I have nothing to do, I will go to the palace to spend more time with my mother.

There are also heroes who are clamoring to run to Fengyang to see you every day!" Zhu Yu said with a smile.

Speaking of Zhu Yingxiong, Zhu Jun also missed that boy a little bit, "Come on, brother, I will push you to Kunning Palace!"

Soon, the two brothers arrived at Kunning Palace. Queen Ma was also very happy to learn that Zhu Jun was here.

The two brothers’ favorite snacks were prepared early, “You guys wait, I’m going to cook with my eldest daughter-in-law, and we’ll have a nice drink as a family at noon!”

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Lu came over crying with her child in her arms, "Mother, mother, something happened..."

Seeing Zhu Ing-wen in Mrs. Lu's arms, Queen Ma's expression changed and she hurriedly came over, "What's wrong?"

"The fever has not gone away, and I am feeling confused. Just now my eyes have rolled up and my face has turned black..." Mrs. Lu looked at her son and was frightened out of her soul.

Mrs. Chang also hurried over, "Quick, go and call the imperial doctor!"

Zhu Yu was also very anxious and pushed the wheelchair over. Seeing his second son like this, he was also very anxious.
Chapter completed!