"Your Highness, this should be under the jurisdiction of the Heqing Mansion. I'm the official—" Jin Weixin looked at Zhu Yongxing with some confusion.
"This is a matter for the entire Yunnan Province." Zhu Yongxing said seriously: "There are dense banknote checkpoints and setting up cards to collect money. This is a bad government. It not only hinders the flow of business, but also easily breeds corruption. Moreover, the collection of commercial taxes cannot be continued.
It was a law in the past that the quota should be increased, and there was no rule that no one would receive anything, and everyone should be treated equally."
The business tax in the Ming Dynasty was actually very unreasonable. Zhu Yuanzhang set the business tax at one-thirtieth because he didn't understand business. Those businessmen colluded with the scholar-bureaucrats and became extremely rich. Although there were many banknote checkpoints, they were only
Extorting and exploiting businessmen who have no background. The so-called "three no-acceptances" are those who do not accept officials, do not accept eunuchs, and do not accept those who have a good reputation.
The risk of pretending to be an official ship is too great, and hiring someone with a good reputation to make amulets works every time. Therefore, in the Ming Dynasty, Jinshi and Juren were able to be said to be multi-talented. They not only promoted the prosperity and development of the cultural and educational industry, but also showed their talents in the field of private shipping.
The rewards given to them by merchants were also generous. In the Ming Dynasty's script "The Legend of Wen Kuai", a scholar escorted two civilian ships at the same time and received a consulting fee of five taels of silver. Jinshi and Juren had much higher status than scholars.
, they are more qualified to help people avoid paying tolls, and the remuneration will naturally be higher.
"The agricultural tax is heavy and the commercial tax is light, which makes the government and businessmen collude to amass wealth and puts a heavy burden on the common people. It is time to gradually eliminate this long-standing disadvantage." Zhu Yongxing lightly tapped the table and said with emotion: "The people are not living well.
If there is a riot, Yin Jian is not far away!"
Jin Weixin nodded, thought of another question, and asked tentatively: "The officials and gentry do not pay taxes, money and food, which is also a accumulated disadvantage. Is it -"
"Uncle Zong, you are also an official now. For the sake of the future, how do you think that officials and gentry should pay grain and taxes together?" Zhu Yongxing looked at Jin Weixin with a half-smile.
This was a question and a test. Jin Weixin probably guessed the policy that Zhu Yongxing would gradually implement for the sake of future promotion. Perhaps it was also because the land and family property had been completely lost. He said simply: "The loss is more than enough.
To make up for the deficiencies, for the sake of the country and the people, those with a rich family will have more and those with a poor family will have less. This principle is very simple and must be supported by those who are sensible and righteous."
"Uncle Zong understands the righteousness, and I feel very relieved. It's just that the matter is so big, I'm afraid it's not that simple!" Zhu Yongxing shook his head gently. This is definitely not the time to propose that the officials and gentry should work together to pay for the food. Even if he did so,
We also have to change the name, and we can't say it explicitly.
Next, Zhu Yongxing discussed some trivial matters with Jin Weixin, and basically explained everything clearly. Jin Weixin just left and left. When the government office was established, he still needed to recruit some talents to perform the functions of the government as soon as possible.
The room became empty, and Zhu Yongxing gently stroked his forehead to relieve fatigue. This kind of laborious conversation was more tiring than marching for dozens of miles. Mengzhu and Longer couldn't rest and went to see the scenic spots in Dali. Zhu Yongxing was burdened with trivial matters.
, and couldn't accompany him. At this time, Zhu Yongxing also felt quite lonely. After thinking about it, he had an idea, immediately packed his clothes, and then got up and left.
"Your Highness——" Yang Guoxiang couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Zhu Yongxing dressed in casual clothes.
"You guys should also change your clothes. Let's go to the food street for a stroll today and try all kinds of delicacies in Dali." Zhu Yongxing smiled and ordered: "Tell the kitchen not to come back for lunch."
"Wandering around?" Yang Guoxiang hurriedly shook his head and said, "How can your highness, who is rich in gold, wander into the streets in white clothes? Wait until I tell the garrison in the city to seal off the streets first - "
"Closing the streets to clear the roads is no longer a bully." Zhu Yongxing quickly waved his hand to stop him and said: "Understanding the sentiments of the people, there is no need to mobilize troops like this. The city has been settled, let's walk in casual clothes, who can recognize it? Go change clothes quickly, or I
Went first."
"Your Highness, you -" Yang Guoxiang had no choice but to personally select a dozen of the most skilled personal guards, let them put on casual clothes, conceal their weapons, and followed Zhu Yongxing out of the back door of the government office and onto the streets of Dali.
Although Dali was initially settled, the war was short and the damage was very small. In addition, the Ming army was strictly disciplined and did not disturb the people, so there were already many pedestrians on the street.
Zhu Yongxing lamented that Dali deserves to be called Little Nanjing. There are all kinds of shops, all kinds of signature flags, porters running around, bowlers banging castanets, and merchants hawking.
There are more Luo Luo people wearing hats, sheepskin and bare feet; Han Chinese and white people mostly wear straw hats, coarse cloth clothes, and cloth shoes or straw shoes, so it is not easy to tell them apart.
After walking for a while, after Zhu Yongxing's repeated arrangements, the dozen or so personal guards finally distanced themselves somewhat, no longer surrounding him when he went out.
"Ahead is the Wuhua Building." Zhu Yongxing pointed his hand and said to Yang Guoxiang next to him.
In the distance, there is a high pavilion blocking the road. The stone platform is three feet high. The two-story attic stands on the platform, which is far higher than thousands of houses. The street passes through the arch below, and there are more than ten empty spaces around the foundation.
feet, forming a small square.
"I heard that the Wuhua Building in Nanzhao and Dali was several times taller and dozens of times larger than it is now, and could accommodate more than 10,000 people." Yang Guoxiang said as he walked: "Later it was set on fire by Lan Yu, and now it is
This small building was rebuilt.”
"Occupy it and occupy it, why destroy it?" Zhu Yongxing shook his head slightly and said: "These are ancient buildings embodying history. It would be a pity to burn them down."
Hehe, Yang Guoxiang couldn't explain the reason, so he could only remain silent.
In fact, in the long history and frequent battles, it was not just the Wuhua Tower that was destroyed. How many of the so-called scenic spots and historic sites visited by future generations were truly preserved, and how many were rebuilt. Thinking of this, Zhu Yongxing felt a little confused.
His interest was waning, not to mention the head hanging on Wuhua Tower made him no longer in the mood to watch.
Jin King Li Dingguo really hated Lu Guisheng, a traitor. Although Zhu Yongxing felt that the execution of the whole family was a bit excessive, he also felt that it was necessary to deter him. Therefore, he just suggested that the men of the Lu family should be deprived of citizenship and the women should be admitted to the camp. As for hanging their heads,
He did not object to it being shown to the public.
Passing through Wuhua Building, there is a huge open-air market in the southeast. However, the war has just ended, and there are not many people doing business. Zhu Yongxing was a little thirsty, and at a glance he saw two large umbrellas standing on the roadside, selling ice powder and cold shrimps.
There was a small stall and I strolled over.
In Dali and Lijiang in Yunnan, cold shrimp with ice powder is a unique snack. Coupled with the spring-like climate here all year round, you can taste delicious cold shrimp with ice powder no matter what season.
The small white shrimp balls are in the sugar water, and the glutinous ice is smooth and slippery in the mouth, and it goes straight into the stomach. A chill instantly arises from the bottom of the heart. The sweet and cool taste is refreshing.
.The feeling of tiredness disappears immediately. The cold shrimp is small, slippery, waxy, and refreshing. It can be eaten or drank. It can be drank in small sips or swallowed in large gulps. The feeling is different.
Well, this tastes good, and there are more ingredients than what he had eaten in his previous life, including honey, plum juice, rose sugar, and ice and snow. Zhu Yongxing greeted Yang Guoxiang and sat down on the small bench in front of the bamboo table. One person.
After eating two bowls, I felt refreshed and comfortable.
Zhu Yongxing let out a long breath, stretched out his hands into his arms naturally, then frowned, turned to Yang Guoxiang and raised his eyebrows.
No money, no money at all. Zhu Yongxing had clothes to put out his hands and food to open his mouth. There was nowhere to spend money. Silver and copper coins were still a burden on him.
Yang Guoxiang touched his body and looked embarrassed. He was in a hurry to go out and forgot to bring his money bag when changing clothes.
Isn't it? When Zhu Yongxing saw Yang Guoxiang's look, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and hurriedly pouted, asking Yang Guoxiang to call the other guards over. Just a few bowls of ice powder. Let's settle the bill first.
A few copper coins were placed on the table. The private woman selling ice powder was stunned for a moment, then accepted it with a smile.
Zhu Yongxing looked carefully at the guy who paid for him and couldn't help but laugh. He looked so small. He even changed into men's clothes.
"Thank you!" Zhu Yongxing was not polite. He stood up and walked away a few steps with Yang Guoxiang and waved. Duan Wan'er didn't know whether to follow him, so he walked over at this time.
"Haha, what a joke, I almost became a freeloader." Zhu Yongxing laughed at himself and said, "Is Miss Duan out for a walk, or -"
"Your Highness." Duan Wan'er knew that since Zhu Yongxing was dressed in casual clothes, he didn't want to be recognized, so he put on men's clothes and cupped his hands, lowering his voice and said: "The folk girl came out with the wise man Zhang Lao of our clan. He said that today
The strange aura can be seen in Dali, red inside and yellow outside, indicating that the new master Qu Zunyu is noble, and the white dragon fish is dressed in the market, maybe he can catch a glimpse of his noble face."
Zhu Yongxing looked in the direction of Duan Wan'er's finger. There was a small rectangular table on the street corner not far away. There was a Tai Chi diagram on the sign next to the table. It was obviously a fortune teller's stall. Sitting behind the table was a man in his fifties.
An old man, wearing a neat white cloth robe, with high eyebrows and sunken eye sockets, is looking this way with a pair of half-opened and half-closed eyes.
Weird? It's red on the inside and yellow on the outside. Why not say it's charred on the outside and tender on the inside? It's just a pretense of being sophisticated. He just happened to see himself and then he said Hu Chai. As a modern person, Zhu Yongxing certainly doesn't believe anything.
There were words like celestial signs, odd numbers, etc. Duan Wan'er was just looking at Yin Yin, and obviously wanted to invite him to come over to see him. Zhu Yongxing pondered for a while, then made a decision, and ordered Yang Guoxiang to send someone back to the house to get some scattered silver coins. He slowly
Walked over.
In this era, Zhu Yongxing has discovered the importance of this reputation. If he wants to achieve great things, he must deal with all kinds of people patiently. He can be merciless and decisive in dealing with enemies;
I'm not happy, but I might as well act like a humble corporal. Since I dare to be called a wise man, I want to understand what shocking words he has to say?
Seeing Zhu Yongxing coming to the table, Zhang Weihan hurriedly stood up to greet him, bowed and saluted, "A noble man with strong bones and strong energy, who can walk like a dragon and a tiger at the same pace, will surely conquer the world and achieve unparalleled achievements."
"No courtesy." Zhu Yongxing smiled lightly and said, "The wise enjoy the water, and the benevolent enjoy the mountains. But I have to worry and work hard, which is not enough." After that, he sat down casually.
"Your words are serious." Zhang Weihan also returned to his seat and said with a smile: "Heaven's behavior is constant, and it will not exist because of Yao, nor will it perish because of Jie. The beauty of benevolence lies in heaven; heaven is also benevolent. Why should noble people worry about heaven?"
Zhu Yongxing shook his head gently. Changing his destiny against nature was his pursuit and ideal. How could he just let nature take its course and do nothing?
Zhang Weihan saw that Zhu Yongxing did not like what he said, so he changed the topic and said: "The sky has been opened, and the place is like a chess game. A noble person puts the rise and fall of the world in his mind. If he wants to be a peerless hero, he must have three conditions: Opportunity
, talent and personal struggle. How many people in the world are not recognized for their talents, and how many people are supported by grace and achieve nothing! Success or failure, good or bad, good or bad, will be commented by future generations."
When Zhu Yongxing heard this, he felt satisfied and nodded with a smile.
"Countries and mountains change hands, which has happened since ancient times." Zhang Weihan observed his face and continued: "Hundreds of years have passed by, and we white people have regarded the Han people as our compatriots. The rise and fall of the world also affects our own happiness. The Manchus entered the pass.
Since then, the true nature of the jackal has been revealed. He massacred more than ten cities and killed tens of millions of innocent people. He enclosed the fields and made the people homeless. He ordered people to shave their heads and forget their ancestors. As a result, people from the north and south of the Yangtze River, up and down the Yellow River, complained. The nobles collapsed in the national crisis.
It was just the right time to enter Yunnan and set up the flag. He fought many battles and displayed all his ingenuity and strategies. He went to the battlefield in person and showed no fear of hardships and dangers. He also showed his heroic and domineering spirit. All three of these are noble people who carry forward the way of heaven. They must be noble people.
.”
"The wise man over-praises you." Zhu Yongxing smiled and waved his hands, saying: "Although we have a small victory, the situation is still dangerous. With one corner against the whole country, hardships and hardships are still to come!"
"If the villain can persuade Wu Sangui to surrender anyway, the situation can be reversed quickly." Zhang Weihan's eyes were fierce and he said with some excitement: "How big is the Manchu army? The total number of women, children, old and young is only one million. If it is not recruited and surrendered,
How can such a vast area of land be conquered? Wu Sangui is already a powerful minister and has a large number of troops, so why not worry about the disaster of the rabbit dying and the dog being cooked? As long as Wu Sangui holds high the flag of righteousness, the Han officials from all over the country will--"
Haha, Zhu Yongxing let out a soft laugh. Due to the limitations of the times, the wisdom of a wise man can only be so. He immediately looked serious and said: "Wu Sangui is a hardcore traitor. It is impossible to do justice anyway. I will not send anyone
People say you surrender. If you weaken your momentum, you should fight decisively on the battlefield and kill this evil beast to serve as a lesson for future generations."
"Your Highness——" Zhang Weihan was anxious and changed his title directly. When he realized something was wrong, Zhu Yongxing had already left his seat and stood up.
"Sir, I already know your good intentions." Zhu Yongxing pondered for a moment and said: "However, this matter is definitely not feasible and will never succeed. I want to carry forward the way of heaven, and I want evil to be rewarded with evil and good to end well. Today's meeting
, I have benefited a lot, so I will say goodbye." After saying that, Zhu Yongxing turned around and left.
Zhang Weihan was stunned on the spot, but he woke up later and waved his hand towards Duan Wan'er. Duan Wan'er hesitated for a moment, then turned around and chased after him.
"Your Majesty, please don't be guilty." Duan Wan'er followed Zhu Yongxing, trying to explain.
"I'm not surprised!" Zhu Yongxing slowed down a little and said with a smile: "Now that I'm following you, let's ask Miss Duan to be a guide and point out some famous snack bars with good taste and old brands. I'm already a little hungry.
.”
Duan Wan'er then relaxed, thought for a while, and led Zhu Yongxing and others to taste the roasted milk fan first, and then to eat the roasted bait cubes.
A strong aroma of beef and mutton wafted up, and Zhu Yongxing twitched his index finger, with a look of salivation on his face. Duan Wan'er understood, and took them to the halal restaurant. There was a cloth shed extending out in front of the shop, and there were
There was a boiling sheep's blood soup pot and a long wooden table, with many people sitting there eating and drinking.
"There are many Han and white people in Dali who believe in Buddhism and generally do not slaughter cattle and sheep. These beef and mutton restaurants are opened by Hui people." Duan Wan'er introduced with a smile: "If you want to eat beef and mutton, you have to go inside the shop and sit outside.
It's called a street stall and sells sheep's blood. The poor can't afford beef and mutton, so they spend two cents on a bowl of sheep's blood soup, which is rare only a few times a year."
Zhu Yongxing nodded repeatedly, entered the shop with Yang Guoxiang and another guard, and sat down on the high stool next to the high table. He looked around and saw that the shop was deserted, with only two or three diners. He couldn't help but secretly sigh, even in Dali,
Known as the richest place in Yunnan, there are more poor people than rich people!
Each person had a bowl of beef stew. Zhu Yongxing only took a sip of the broth, then stopped and asked Yang Guoxiang to go out and call the other guards in. Everyone just pretended not to know each other and sat separately in the shop, holding meat bowls and feasting.
"Smells, it smells really good." Yang Guoxiang obviously didn't eat enough, he praised it twice and looked at Zhu Yongxing.
"There are also cold chicken rice noodles, which are also very good." Duan Wan'er ate slowly, not forgetting to remind her.
"Each of us will have another bowl, and then we'll eat cold chicken rice noodles." Zhu Yongxing nodded. They were all big-bellied men, and Duan Wan'er still had room to finish, let alone them.
The big pot rice in the military camp was not very tasty. It was rare to eat such fragrant and rotten meat. Zhu Yongxing naturally wanted to satisfy his guards.
Everyone else had two bowls in their stomachs, but Duan Wan'er hadn't finished one bowl yet. Zhu Yongxing flicked the edge of the bowl with his fingers, teased and chuckled, "This is the bowl, that's Wan'er."
Duan Wan'er's face was a little red, and she lowered her head to drink the soup. The two Wan'er (bowls) actually touched each other.
…………..
"Boom, boom, boom!" Three cannons rang out, and thick white smoke emitted from the three cannons outside the gate of the Tufu. Following the sound of the cannons, a pair of gongs rang, and four pairs of long-tubed copper trumpets rang.
There was a long roar to the sky, and hundreds of soldiers lined up as ceremonial guards cheered "Ah Huo Huo".
When Chen Zuocai saw this welcoming ceremony, his face was not happy, but he was annoyed. He got off his horse, threw away the reins, turned around and hurried away.
"Uncle Ji, Uncle Ji——" An official wearing a black gauze hat and a scarlet robe caught up to him, grabbed Chen Zuocai, and said anxiously: "When you arrive in front of the door, you leave in anger. What is the meaning of this?"
ah?"
Chen Zuocai struggled to get away for a moment, then said angrily: "I am a low-ranking official, but Master Zuo greets me with the most solemn courtesy. I am a timid official and really dare not bear the crime of overstepping my bounds."
"This -" Zuo Xinghai, the prefect of Menghuatu, smiled bitterly and argued: "You and I are both colleagues and friends, so Xinghai treats each other as brothers. How can we talk about overstepping our bounds?"
"The building will collapse, and the rituals and music will collapse." Chen Zuocai sighed and said sincerely: "But I don't care about others, I have to follow the rules."
"Yes, yes, it was Xinghai who was careless. Don't blame Uncle Ji." Zuo Xinghai disagreed in his heart, but he still gave in and coaxed Chen Zuocai into the house. (To be continued...)