[You have been chosen to be the son of this plane’s pre-selected plane.]
[Do you want to start the pre-selection trial for children of the plane? 】
[Start countdown: one day.]
Zhu Biao was lying on the bed. The moment he opened his eyes, the familiar system prompts and countdown reminders sounded in his mind again.
This voice has been ringing in his head every morning since he traveled to this world, and it has been going on for a month.
"With less than twenty-four hours left, it seems a decision needs to be made as soon as possible."
Zhu Biao sat up and stretched for a long time.
Outside the curtains, the two maids who heard the commotion gently opened the curtains and placed the clothes and toiletries that had been prepared on Zhu Biao's bedside.
"What an evil feudal society!"
Zhu Biao looked at the two busy little maids and murmured something secretly. Then he happily dressed, got up, washed and ate under the service of the two.
An hour later, after having a delicious breakfast, Zhu Biao, wearing a bright yellow python robe, left the East Palace in high spirits and headed for Fengtian Hall.
That's where Zhu Yuanzhang's office is.
It was around 8:30 in the morning. According to experience, my biological father in this world, the workaholic Zhu Yuanzhang, should have already gone to work in Fengtian Temple.
Zhu Biao traveled to this world a month ago, and the person he traveled through was the eldest son of Zhu Yuanzhang, who has the same name as him, and is now the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Biao.
To be honest, this opening confused Zhu Biao for a long time.
But after this month of buffering, he has now fully accepted his identity.
Although it was a little awkward to call him father when facing Zhu Yuanzhang, it was not completely impossible.
"Father, I have come to say hello to you!"
In Fengtian Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang, sitting behind his desk, was concentrating on his work.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor and celebrated his forty-first birthday, was at the most energetic and proud time in his life.
"Biao'er is here!"
"Come and sit next to us!" Zhu Yuanzhang waved directly to Zhu Biao without raising his head.
"Have you gone to your mother's place to pay her respects?" Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and asked after correcting a memorial in his hand.
"I just went there!" Zhu Biao said respectfully.
"Very good, let's get started!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said as he pushed a memorial in his hand in front of Zhu Fan, motioning for him to take a look and then give his own opinion.
Zhu Biao is very familiar with this routine.
In my memory, Zhu Biao would come to Fengtian Hall every three days starting from half a year ago to correct the memorials with Zhu Yuanzhang.
After traveling to this world for a month, he has been here several times and knows exactly what he should do.
One of them was teaching seriously and the other was studying seriously. Time passed quickly and it was night in a blink of an eye.
"Okay, that's it for today. You can go back!" Zhu Yuanzhang saw the tired look on Zhu Biao's face and couldn't help but smile.
Zhu Fan stood up, but after taking just two steps, he hesitated and turned back to sit down.
"Father, I just saw that the imperial court's policy on land adopts a household tax. This policy of taxing on a per capita basis will have great drawbacks in the future. Why don't we directly collect taxes based on the number of acres of cultivated land?
Even if the population will increase or decrease in the future, the land will not change."
"We just need to re-assess the land every once in a while."
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes showed a trace of surprise. He didn't expect that Zhu Biao, who was only thirteen years old, could see so clearly.
There was a trace of approval on his face and he said: "Although the land tax is good, it is not suitable for promotion now."
"Now that the Ming Dynasty has just been established, nine out of ten houses are empty, and a lot of land is abandoned. Even if we collect land tax, how much can we collect?"
"What we need to do now is to restore production as much as possible and encourage people to cultivate more wasteland and grow more food, so that people will not go hungry!"
"The household tax has such an effect."
"Of course there will definitely be many cases of concealing land and hiding people in the future!"
"How can we still be clear about those colorful officials?"
"But we already have countermeasures for this...!"
Zhu Yuanzhang talked eloquently to Zhu Biao for more than an hour. Zhu Biao listened attentively at first, but gradually his eyes began to lose focus and he didn't know where his attention went.
In his previous life, he was a science student. His impression of the Ming Dynasty was not only Zhang Juzheng's reforms, but also Lao Zhu's murderous nature!
He just said it casually, but he didn't know that Lao Zhu was so interested.
"Gulu!" Zhu Biao's stomach suddenly made a sound.
"Well……!"
"I forgot the time as soon as I started talking about it. It's getting late. You should go back!"
"If your mother knows that we are starving you, she will definitely not give us a good look!" Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and patted Zhu Biao on the shoulder.
"Our son is good, but he is too young. After two years, I will give you some government affairs and let you try to handle them yourself."
"My dear, please retire!" Zhu Biao was glad that his stomach rang in time. He bowed respectfully and turned to leave.
When he reached the door, Zhu Biao looked back again.
By now the sky had dimmed, the lights in Fengtian Hall had been turned on at some point, and Zhu Yuanzhang was already working hard at his desk again.
The intensity of this work is simply more intense than that of 996!
And even with more than twenty years of experience in his previous life, compared to his ability to handle government affairs, he is still too young to compare with Zhu Yuanzhang.
"I have decided. I will put an extra burden on my hard-working father and ask him to help me complete the pre-qualification test for the son of this plane."
"As the prince, since I have already won, I should win more thoroughly!"
Zhu Biao made a decision in his heart and turned around and left the gate of Fengtian Hall without hesitation.
In the Fengtian Hall, at some point a space passage slowly emerged from the dim doorway.
After working hard for more than an hour, Zhu Yuanzhang finally felt a little tired.
He stood up, moved his neck, and made a crackling sound, ready to ask someone to get him some food.
Finally, when he raised his head, he suddenly saw the dark passage.
Under the cover of night, this passage looks extremely strange.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely bold. He calmly narrowed his eyes and observed the passage carefully.
"Mao Xiang, is there anything strange outside?" Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly said.
"Go back to your Majesty, everything is normal!"
"Bring two people in!"
Soon Mao Xiang led people into Fengtian Hall, and then he and Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the passage and looked at each other.
But he soon realized that Zhu Yuanzhang was not in a daze when he asked him to come in.
"Brush!" He drew out his knife and approached the passage step by step with the two guards behind him.
"Your Majesty, behind this... thing is a big city!"
"I inquired with the people there. It's Peiping. People seem to be in panic. It's said that a war is about to begin!"
"Beiping?"
"Isn't that Yuan Dadu?"
"Could this strange passage lead to Dadu of Yuan Dynasty?"
You must know that Xu Da and Chang Yuchun are currently engaged in the Northern Expedition. If this place is really directly connected to the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, then they can directly bring people to help the Yuan Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes suddenly brightened.
"Take your people and dress up in Qiao Zhuang. I want to go in and see for myself...!"