Five hundred and ninetieth chapters my son's great filial piety
"You can't say it's useless. It's only 50,000 taels of silver. It has to be changed hands through the Treasure Bank Bureau. In our hands, it's less than 100,000 taels of silver. What use can it be?"
"One hundred thousand guan? That's so much!" Zhu Biao whispered: "Sir, there is an ancient poem saying that if you have a hundred thousand guan around your waist, you can ride a crane down to Yangzhou! If you have one hundred thousand guan, you will be a wealthy businessman. Father, turn your hand.
In a short period of time, a wealthy family has been created, and there will be more income in the future. My father is really powerful!"
Zhu Biao praised from the bottom of his heart, with stars in his eyes. Zhang Ximeng was amused in his heart. Even though this boy was quite willing to contradict Lao Zhu, in fact he admired his father very much. Like many boys, he longed for his father's affection.
Agreed, he probably meant this when he was arguing with Lao Zhu!
I just don’t know what my little boy will be like. Zhang Shuning can probably walk and talk. I just hope he won’t be like Zhu Laosi...
After Zhu Biao sighed, he noticed that the corners of Zhang Ximeng's mouth were upturned with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but ask: "Sir, do you think what the disciple said is wrong?"
"Yes! How wrong! Your Majesty is naturally powerful." Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Your Highness, as the king of a country, with so much power in his hands, it is not difficult to bring something like fire... For example, the Prince's Soup originally envisioned by Your Highness is this
It makes sense. His Majesty's methods are naturally more clever. He abolished Longfeng Tuan Tea, made Baiwei Gao famous, and then made a huge profit. A set of methods, smooth and impeccable. But in the end, it was just a businessman's method to create something.
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Zhu Biao was shocked, "Sir, do you mean that there are more powerful methods than businessmen's methods?"
"Yes! That is the means of the imperial court, the means of the emperor." Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "The so-called imperial means can create an industry, create countless wealth, benefit millions of people, and make people's food and clothing depend on it and people's livelihood depends on it.
As for the next step, it is the imperial method, which is to raise a country, just like what your Majesty has done in the past few years."
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Your Majesty has imperial means, so he uses businessmen's means. That is killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, and he is very familiar with it. But judging from your Majesty's point of view, you thought of naming the salt Royal Salt, and thought of Prince Soup, so you need to buy more money.
.This is just a merchant structure, and it has not been tested in practice, and we don’t know whether it will succeed or not. It is far from the imperial structure, but there is a huge gap."
Zhu Biao blushed, "What you taught me is that my disciple has let you down."
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "Why are you disappointed? How old is your Highness? You can learn these things slowly, and now there is a good opportunity to learn the methods of the imperial court. You can start an industry, make countless wealth, and change the lives of millions of people."
Zhu Biao was startled and asked in surprise: "Sir, what are you talking about?"
“Of course it’s Changlu Saltworks!”
"Changlu Salt Farm?" Zhu Biao was puzzled, "Didn't we figure out how to dry salt? What else can we do if we can make money by selling salt?"
Zhang Ximeng couldn't help laughing, "Your Highness, those things can only be regarded as preliminary work, and there are more important things behind it! If nothing else, who should be responsible for this salt field? Who should be allowed to manage the salt field? Salt
For production and transportation, which path should we take? With the income, which account should we enter? Who should the salt farm cooperate with first? Have your highnesses thought about it?"
Zhu Biao was dumbfounded, he hadn't thought about it at all.
"Let, let the Duke of Yue do it, he is loyal and reliable!" Zhu Biao blurted out.
Zhang Ximeng smiled again, "Your Highness, if you had not come to Peking and were still in Yingtian, you would be surrounded by masters from the Hanlin Academy. At that time, someone proposed to establish a salt trading company. Who would you put in charge?"
Zhu Biao was surprised again, and then fell into deep thought.
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said nothing. He asked Zhu Biao a very difficult question to answer.
"Sir, what you want to say is not to use nepotism, right?" Zhu Biao considered.
Zhang Ximeng shook his head, "Your Highness, it is impossible not to use nepotism! Take the minister as an example, Song Xueshi, Mr. Bowen, Sun Yan, Wang Guangyang, and some others have all worked under the minister and encountered some critical situations.
In this situation, I know their talents and trust their character, so I naturally want to send these people there. Apart from them, I don’t know whether others can do the job. Even if they have enough ability, they still have character! And even if they have character,
, then with the little profit I have, why can’t I help my own people?”
"ah!"
Zhu Biao couldn't help shouting. He never expected that Zhang Ximeng would actually say this. This statement was so subversive. Not to mention that no one from the Hanlin Academy, including his father and emperor, had ever said it.
They just told themselves that they should appoint talents and have the knowledge to know people, and they should not rely on nepotism... But the husband told himself that he must rely on nepotism.
Isn’t that right?
It seems difficult to say that it is wrong... For example, when he was in Yingtian, he was surrounded by civil servants from the Hanlin Academy, and he knew their talents and character. If his father asked him to choose someone to manage the Changlu Saltworks, it would definitely be from him.
Choose among civil servants, or ask trusted civil servants to recommend a few people for you to choose from.
After all, it is really difficult for a prince who grew up in the East Palace to directly find someone who can manage the salt field.
Is this nepotism?
It's hard to say, after all, he made a selection and considered his talent and character, so he might be able to do a good job if he is sent there.
However, there is no doubt that if you select people like this, those who have little contact with each other, those who are far away and cannot fit into the circle, will naturally have no chance.
This involves another matter, why can civil servants control the emperor?
Why did it happen to deceive the saints and isolate the emperor?
Why do some emperors prefer eunuchs?
Because the emperor had lived in that environment since he was a child, and the eunuchs took good care of him no matter morning or evening, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, so much wariness was disintegrated under the constant flattery.
Why can those civil servants who were selected as the prince's masters be able to join the cabinet, worship the prime minister, and hold great power?
Because they were right next to the emperor, influenced by years of teachings, they knew each other well and had deep feelings for each other.
When faced with opportunities for promotion, it’s hard not to think of them!
"Sir, is there any way to avoid this situation?"
Zhang Ximeng smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness, this is human nature, why should you avoid it?"
"This, this nepotism is always bad. I'm afraid it will delay state affairs!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "Your Highness, there is no need to be too afraid. In fact, as long as you choose carefully, in most cases, it will not cause too big a problem. Whether you let civil servants take charge of the Changlu Salt Field or let military generals take charge, they can both manage it well and implement it for the time being.
What your Highness means. What I want to ask Your Highness is, to whom do you plan to hand over such a huge benefit from the Changlu Saltworks? Who will you want to share the benefits with Your Highness?"
Zhu Biao was completely confused. People said that Zhang Ximeng didn't teach Zhu Biao, but when he actually started, people were shocked. It doesn't matter if he doesn't teach, but once he starts, he will teach you deadly things!
It can be said that it subverts the three views and is unprecedented...Zhu Biao felt that his little brain was not enough and he needed to be quiet.
Zhang Ximeng was not in a hurry and asked Zhu Biao to think about it and let him weigh it carefully.
After three full days, Zhu Biao looked a little tired and came to see Zhang Ximeng.
"Sir, I've thought about it. The soldiers are suffering too much. I, I want to let them manage the Changlu Saltworks!"
Zhang Ximeng nodded with a smile, "Then do as His Highness wishes."
Zhu Biao was startled and seemed a little helpless. As Zhang Ximeng said, if he were in Yingtian, he would definitely ask the civil servants to come over. But when he arrived in Peiping, he saw the hard work of Hu Dahai and others, understood the sacrifices of the border guards, and added
With Zhu Wenzheng, Li Wenzhong and the others around them, it was difficult not to hand over the salt field to Wu Fu.
"Sir, you, why don't you object? What if the warriors are unruly, control the salt field, greedy for money, and do whatever they want?"
Zhang Ximeng laughed loudly, "Your Highness said it well, because these matters are what I have to deal with, which is why I have no objection to Your Highness."
Zhang Ximeng laughed and took out two plans and placed them in front of Zhu Biao.
One set is managed by civilian officials, and the other set by military generals.
Two sets of methods, clear and clear.
What does a high-level player mean?
Zhang Ximeng naturally doesn't care which side he chooses, because no matter which side he chooses, he has a way to deal with it, and he can handle it regardless of whether it's a matter of military or military force.
But does Zhang Ximeng have any tendency?
He assigned Zhu Biao to Hu Dahai and others, and encouraged the prince to speak for the warriors. Don't you still understand what he meant?
Zhu Biao looked at his master and felt that Zhang Ximeng was standing tall and unfathomable. He seemed to be even more powerful than his father!
"What are you going to do, sir?" Zhu Biao asked bravely.
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Your Highness, it is a good idea to hand over the management of the salt field to military men. But if it is handed over to the Duke of Yue, I am afraid that a famous general will be ruined. He can manage it very well, but he is overqualified and has some troubles.
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"What should we do?"
Zhang Ximeng said: "Your Highness, does he know that Peng Zao is staying?"
Zhu Biao nodded hurriedly, "I know, he is the son of Marshal Peng. When my father was in Haozhou, he helped him a lot. Over the years, he was stationed in Yangzhou, Sizhou and other places, and he also led troops to participate in the decisive battle in the Central Plains."
Zhang Ximeng said: "Your Highness knows this, so why didn't Marshal Peng get a knighthood?"
Zhu Biao was startled, and then said: "He, he is not a close confidant of the emperor after all, and his qualifications are too old and it is difficult to arrange. We can't let him be ranked in front of Xu Da!"
After a pause, Zhu Biao added: "I heard this from the chat between my father and my mother. Sure enough, my husband said that nepotism is the norm, and my father is not exempt from it!"
The young man was thoughtful.
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Your Highness, Marshal Peng is indeed difficult to arrange, but now that we have the Changlu Salt Farm, how about transferring him here?"
Zhu Biao was stunned, could he still use people like this?
After thinking for a long time, Zhu Biao finally nodded. Then, in the name of the crown prince, Zhu Biao and Zhang Ximeng, who was left behind in Peiping, wrote a letter recommending that Peng Zao live in Changlu Salt Farm, the admiral.
After sending this memorial, Lao Zhu finally stopped being angry. Instead, he laughed heartily and clapped his legs excitedly!
"Wonderful! So wonderful! My son is filial, my son is extremely filial!"