Chapter 165 You call this literacy?

Author: West Lake in the Rain

Chapter 165 You call this literacy?

The basis for quickly establishing a tax guard is whether Jiang Xinghuo's prison literacy class can really succeed.

After all, there is a huge difference between whether it takes two months or two years for so many veterans to learn arithmetic and literacy.

This thing must be piloted first and then gradually rolled out.

The cultural training for veterans must also come in batches.

In this way, if it can be learned quickly in two months, it will only take three to five years to spread it throughout the country; if it takes two years to learn it, then there is no need to spread it. It is estimated that when Emperor Yongle passes away, he may not be able to accomplish this thing.

Therefore, Jiang Xinghuo's literacy is the most critical thing.

Based on his own judgment, Xie Jin believes that only an extremely smart child who studies around the clock can learn 500 common words and simple arithmetic in two months. However, if he is an illiterate adult and wants to

One hour a day and two months to complete literacy.

That is simply impossible.

In fact, this is why Jian Yi and Ru Ru couldn't believe it.

Nanjing Imperial Palace, inside Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Di is handling government affairs after the Long case.

"Coming."

Zhu Di raised his eyes and glanced at Haodaer, then waved his brush.

The third prince Zhu Gaosui, who was standing behind his father, tried his best to open his slender eyes, smiled cheerfully at his eldest brother, and moved a chair over with his own hands.

"Brother, sit down."

After Zhu Gaochi nodded and thanked him, he sat on the other side of Zhu Di's desk.

"How about taking a look at this memorial written by Li Shangshu?"

Zhu Gaochi saw that his father did not talk about the topic, so he was not in a hurry. He took the memorial that his father threw over and browsed it roughly.

In the memorial written by Li Zhigang, the Minister of Rites, Chen requested that Peiping be changed to Beijing.

Zhu Gaochi read out slowly: "Since the past, emperors and kings have either risen up in commoner clothes and pacified the world; some have established external vassals and taken over the throne, and they have all been promoted in the place where they started. It is clear that the Chief Secretary of Beiping is actually

The land that the emperor has transferred to Longxing should follow the system of the central capital established by Emperor Taizu Gao and establish it as the capital, called Beijing."

Looking up at his father, Zhu Gaochi only said: "This is the same as Fengyang, the capital of China. What Li Shangshu said is also in line with etiquette. But, father, do you still plan to move the capital?"

Zhu Di put down his pen at this time and did not reply. Instead, he handed the imperial edict he had just drafted to his elder brother.

"Set up the Imperial Guard's Palace in Beijing, the Imperial Palace in Beijing, and the Imperial Academy in Beijing. For example, Nanjing is Yingtian Palace in the old system, Beijing (Beiping Palace) is changed to Shuntian Palace, and the Taipu Temple in Peking is the Xingtaipu Temple in Beijing. The Governor's Palace in Beijing

There are two governors on the left and right, the governors are both magistrates, and there is no fixed number of officials. There are two Shangshu, four ministers, Liu Cao Li, Hu Li Bing Xing Gong Lang Zhong, Yuan Wai Lang, and one person in charge. The Ministry of Punishment Luo Qian is appointed as the Beijing branch.

Shangshu."

Seeing Zhu Gaochi finish reading, Zhu Di added: "There are few people in Beijing, and I plan to increase the population. I have ordered Shangshu Xia Yuan Jixia of the Ministry of Household Affairs to check the landless households in Shanxi Province to relocate to Peiping. All counties and counties will still give banknotes on a per-household basis."

, in order to purchase cattle, grain seeds and agricultural tools,

Taxation will be started after five years. At the same time, the cabinet is asked to draft regulations on convicts and banished to tenants in Beijing, and prisoners convicted of banishment and below are sent to reclaim farmland in Beijing. Rich people from ten counties including Zhili, Suzhou, and nine provinces including Zhejiang are moved to Beijing to avoid these people.

Just chirp when you have nothing to do."

This is similar to how Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty forcibly moved wealthy households to Guanzhong.

Needless to say, it has been a good means of weakening local power since ancient times.

Zhu Di leaned on his chair and looked at his eldest son before replying: "I originally planned to move the capital."

"But after listening to so many lectures in the imperial edict, I also understand that for the Ming Dynasty, Nanjing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, is extremely suitable from a future perspective."

"After all, Nanjing is close to the ocean but at a distance, so it will not be directly threatened. Moreover, the Yangtze River runs across it and water transportation is developed. If the Ming Dynasty develops towards the ocean in the future, it will be an excellent capital."

"Of course."

Zhu Di changed the topic and said: "The matter of moving the capital can be reconsidered, but the upgrade of Peking Prefecture to Beijing is undoubtedly the Mongols. I must completely defeat them so that they will no longer have the courage and ability to invade the Central Plains. In this way,

Only then can we develop towards the ocean with peace of mind."

Zhu Di didn't wait for Zhu Gaochi to say anything, and continued talking on his own.

"Actually, I understand."

"Like the Mongols and Jurchens, they are endlessly killing people. If they kill one group, there will be another group. From ancient times to the present, which dynasty can kill all the people in these desert grasslands and deep mountains and old forests?"

"But why do I still want to obliterate the Jurchens, and why do I want to inflict heavy damage on the Mongols?"

"The reason is that if I don't do these things, then in the future generations of emperors, will there be anyone like me who can personally conquer Mobei and clear out the invaders?"

Zhu Di sighed deeply and said, "I guess it's gone."

"If future generations of emperors are weak and try to sweep away Mobei, and hand over the country's troops to foreign ministers, how can we guarantee that the Ming Dynasty will not be usurped?"

"So, I'd better do this myself in my lifetime."

"Hit the Mongols painfully, hard, and make them flee to the west. Only in this way can we create conditions for future emperors to rely on the Great Wall to defend themselves."

"Jurchens, this is also the case. If I don't do it and future emperors do it, I will be more likely to make mistakes. I can't worry about it!"

After listening to Zhu Di's words, the two brothers Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui fell silent at the same time.

In some sense.

Zhu Di really looks like Zhu Yuanzhang!

I worry about future generations and do everything myself. I want to do everything I can to the best of my ability and leave an iron-clad empire to future generations.

Zhu Di never mentioned the prison literacy class and the tax guards again, but discussed the governance of the country with Zhu Gaochi one by one.

Zhu Di threw over another memorial and said, "Your seventeenth uncle (Ning Wang Zhu Quan) has submitted the memorial. Let's take a look."

Zhu Gaochi took the memorial and hurriedly browsed it, and he was a little dumbfounded: "Uncle Seventeenth wants to be granted a title in Suzhou or Hangzhou? How is this possible?"

"Hmph, it's just a matter of paying back the money. I told him that he would not dare to mention the split in the world, so he made a fuss about places like Suzhou and Hangzhou that I couldn't grant to him. He thought that if I refused him, he would have to

Give him a nearly nurturing land as a feudal state." Zhu Di said in a nonchalant manner.

"Where does the emperor want to seal Uncle Seventeenth?" Zhu Gaochi asked carefully.

"Let him go to Nanchang. That place is full of outstanding people. It's not a bad idea to keep him there for his retirement."

Zhu Di knocked Long An with his knuckles and said.

After the two matters of moving the capital and changing the title of Prince Ning were finalized, Zhu Di turned the topic back to today's topic.

"You have read the matter about the tax guards."

Zhu Gaochi said carefully: "My son, I saw it."

"What do you think?" Zhu Di narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his eldest son.

Instead, Zhu Gaochi made it clear: "Father, are you referring to the matter of tax guards and guards, or are you saying that your second brother should be responsible for this matter?"

Zhu Di glanced at his eldest son with a hint of surprise.

"Tell me everything."

"I think Mr. Jiang's proposal of tax guards is excellent. It will not only improve the tax collection efficiency of the Ming Dynasty, but also allow the court's decrees to be transmitted to places that were previously inaccessible."

"As for the second brother to take charge." Zhu Gaochi said frankly: "I don't think there is any problem. After all, the second brother has to have something to do after he is released from prison, and the second brother is also extremely suitable to discipline and train those old soldiers who are used to arrogance.

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Zhu Di was silent for a few moments, and then asked equally frankly: "Do you really think so?"

Zhu Gaochi nodded, and the flesh on his face trembled.

Zhu Di continued to ask: "Jiang Xinghuo will be released from prison in more than two months. He has organized a literacy class in prison. He wants to see if he can let illiterate prisoners know 500 people in more than two months.

A common word, plus the arithmetic of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, do you think it can be done?"

"Based on common sense, I think it won't work."

Zhu Gaochi's answer did not surprise Zhu Di.

Zhu Di nodded slightly and said, "Jian Shangshu and Ru Shangshu also said the same thing, but I don't believe it. It's not that I don't believe their judgment."

"But I think Jiang Xinghuo will definitely be able to break this common sense!"

Zhu Gaochi glanced at his father in slight surprise.

Unexpectedly.

In the heart of his father, Jiang Xinghuo actually gained such trust.

It was something that everyone thought was impossible, but his father still believed that Jiang Xinghuo could do it.

"Father."

The third prince Zhu Gaosui, who had never spoken much, suddenly spoke up: "I heard that the literacy program in the prison will start tonight. Would you like me to send someone to check it out?"
To be continued...