There is no need to worry about selling it, and the wealthy Tartar families outside Beiping Mansion love silk. No matter how bad it is, they can transport it back to Beiping and sell it in the tea and horse trade.
Those wealthy Tartars like to wear gold and silver and wear gold on their bodies when they have nothing to do.
It will definitely not be a loss.
I am in charge of the government affairs in the north, including military pay. If the military pay is idle in my hands, I will borrow 200,000 taels from the tooth shop first. I will take the dental merchant back to Beiping Mansion and pay 200,000 taels. After I have earned 200,000 taels of silver, I will transfer the military pay.
Fill in.
Zhu Gaosui had this plan in mind.
"That bastard nephew, if you mess with my king's subordinate officials, you won't be able to let him get what he wants!"
Of course, Zhu Gaosui also wanted to make money. After all, raising a palace guard requires a large amount of silver. He couldn't tell his second brother about such a good money-making idea.
Find a dental dealer.
I bought a large amount of silk outside Beijing and spread the news that there was a surplus of silk in the capital. Some silk merchants began to lower their prices. Now the price of raw silk has dropped, and the price of silk has also dropped. People don't care because they can't afford to wear it anyway.
the other side.
[Rough pen: Made of rough sheep intestines, the writing size is the same as the Beilanghao pen]
So refreshing.
It's still comfortable to write like this.
In the side hall, Zhu Zhanyong used heavenly craftsmanship to make a pen for himself, and was writing about the art of raising silkworms.
Climate and rain will affect silk spinning and spoil silk.
Since we support Yinliang, we should also hand over the technology of sericulture to them. If we do well in raising silkworms, raising taboos, leaf materials, food taboos, diseases, picking cocoons, selecting cocoons, etc., the quality of the raw silk will also improve.
It can also be included in the literature collection.
As for the implementation in the capital, I left it to the agricultural officer of Yingtian Prefecture. I heard that Gu Zuona sent a small official to assist.
Send silkworms to silk farmers.
"There are many silk farmers in Yingtian Prefecture, and the people both farm and raise silkworms. Gu Zuo is really smart. Even if Lao Qi sells the cloth mill, he won't be able to raise so much silver." Zhu Zhanyong suddenly raised his head.
This guy specializes in picking out silk farmers who owe taxes and quickly makes up for the silk taxes. The summer tax is approaching, so the governments in Jiangnan should submit their taxes.
Zhang Jiu came over lightly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has summoned you."
You won’t ask me to write again.
This old man is really persistent. When Zhu Zhanyong came to Youshun Gate, he saw Wuzhong, the cunning deputy censor of the capital: "Master Wu, why are you panting like an ox?"
"Your Majesty summoned the officials, so he ran in a hurry."
Wuzhong held the fluorene tablet in his hand, stopped to straighten his clothes, and took a breath: "Your Majesty has summoned you more, but this time I am afraid it is not a blessing. I heard that King Zhao has entered the palace. Your Majesty, Third Highness, you are here to send
You have to be more careful when leaving his subordinate officials."
I didn't chop it.
Zhu Zhanyong and Wuzhong entered the Huagai Hall.
These two people arrived quickly. Zhu Di was discussing the household affairs and had no time to pay attention to them. He gave them a look of waiting quietly.
The tax book is submitted to the household department.
After the household department was liquidated, it was reported to Zhu Di. Zhu Di was busy with the construction of the Peking Palace. He glanced at Zhu Gaochi and said: "Boss, I will leave the household affairs to you for the time being."
Finally I have a familiar job.
Zhu Gaochi felt relieved when he received the completion of the document. After all, he had stayed in Beiping Mansion to take charge of the army's food and grass during the crisis.
"It's Father."
King Zhao raised his head and looked at Zhu Di, and said directly that his father would be displeased, so he simply said: "Father,
"My son came back from Beiping Mansion. I wanted to buy some casual clothes these days, but I found that the price of raw silk has dropped. The price of silk hurts farmers. My son is selfless. I thought some profiteer was doing something wrong, so I sent someone to check. Father, guess what?
?”
King Zhao continued: "It is Zhan Yong. According to the imperial decree, officials above the fourth rank are not allowed to engage in business.
"Zhan Yong is the grandson of the emperor, with a first-class title. Does the emperor know how much raw silk he purchased? It's more than 50,000 taels. I heard that the prince recently paid a sum of silver to the Ministry of Household Affairs."
I'm sorry, brother, why don't your father love you?
King Zhao smiled: "Zhan Yong, you are very courageous, and you are nothing like your father."
"Why did Uncle Sanhuang say that?" Zhu Zhanyong asked.
King Zhao said coldly: "I have heard that someone has recently purchased a large amount of raw silk. That person is you. Uncle Third Emperor doesn't like people who are waiting for a price. Although you can hide it for a while, when your grandfather finds out, he will not only punish you."
It’s as simple as a slap on the back.”
Zhu Zhanyong bowed his hands to Zhu Di and said, "Please investigate thoroughly, who is slandering me like this!"
Um?
Zhu Gaosui suddenly felt like he had changed from a plaintiff to a defendant.
Wuzhong glanced at Zhu Zhanyong and then at King Zhao. As the vanguard of the princeling escort, he always stood at the forefront: "Your Majesty, although it seems to blame His Highness Zhanyong, he actually means the prince. Please investigate thoroughly.
.”
Zhu Di also wanted to know what was going on, so he asked his own eyes and ears: "Can the Metropolitan Procuratorate hear about this?"
Soon, Wuzhong, the censor of the left deputy capital, reported again:
"Your Majesty, there is indeed a cloth shop outside the capital. In the past two months, it has indeed purchased a large amount of raw silk. However, a few days ago, it was all sold out and there was no hoarding."
Is it fun to buy?
When everyone is confused.
Zhu Zhanyong paused for a moment, wanting this effect, and continued: "Emperor,
"It can be seen that in Yingtianfu silk farmers, merchants buy at low prices. If there is a slight insect infestation, farmers cannot pay the silk tax. In order to avoid debts, they even go to sea to become Japanese pirates. My grandson heard that the cloth shop sold raw silk and used the money
The silver is given to the silk farmers in order to increase the price by 10%. When harvesting the raw silk in their hands, the silver must be given first before picking up the goods. Therefore, Yingtianfu silk farmers paid more silk tax this year."
Pay first and then pick up the goods?
What stupid ass would come up with such a loss-making idea.
Zhu Di's expression changed continuously. He was angry at the large purchase, then confused, then more confused, and finally felt confused.
"What does this matter have to do with you?"
Your grandson is the shopkeeper.
Zhu Zhanyong thought for a while and felt a little embarrassed: "It's my grandson who advised the merchant to do this."
Isn't this a big fool?
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Many silk farmers were owed money and money. Who would be the first to give money? If there is a bad year, they will lose all their money due to drought.
Who is that merchant?
What does it have to do with Zhu Zhanyong? How can ordinary people spend such a sum of money with nothing?
Zhu Di was confused: "Who is the shopkeeper?"
This time, Zhu Zhanyong said: "He was an eunuch named Qi Zhong. He castrated himself and entered the palace in the ninth year of Hongwu. Unfortunately, he was not selected as an eunuch and was returned to the workshop by the Chief of Ceremonies. Since then, he has started a business and started a cloth shop.
In the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu's reign, until now, my grandson has only seen him after coming to the capital."
King Zhao looked excited and shouted: "Fifty thousand taels, who would be so stupid..."
Mr. Wu finished with his hands: "The last thing is that the salary of the scribe who has completed the document collection has been reduced. There are still more than 1,700 taels in the books of the East Palace, not a penny less."
There must be something wrong somewhere.
There are such fools in the world who listen to other people's instructions to do business. King Zhao tried his best but couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Zhu Zhanyong turned his head and asked doubtfully: "Father, who slandered us, father and son?"
"Zhan Yong... don't mention this matter anymore." Zhu Gaosui's palms were all sweaty and he transferred the 200,000 taels from the imperial court to buy raw silk. Peiping could exchange it for King Zhao.
Zhu Di's tight frown disappeared at this moment.
If there was such a eunuch in the palace, he would definitely know that it was a pity that Qi Zhong was recruited into the palace as a eunuch. He must be a loyal and honest person.
He narrowed his eyes towards Zhu Gaosui in the center of the hall, his eyes full of warning and displeasure.
Zhu Gaosui secretly complained that he was unlucky. He had not had any luck since he came to the capital, but he had nothing to excuse at this moment:
"My son, I am also worried about the people."
The south of the Yangtze River was a land for growing silkworms and raising mulberry trees. The people were idle in the market because of their tyranny. This move was a policy of focusing on agriculture, and the emperor should attribute the credit to his father.
As for King Zhao, the emperor will gradually alienate him.
Zhu Zhanyong's decline added insult to injury.
Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaosui with a very strange expression.
In the past few days, I have been thinking about the construction of the Peking Palace, but I did not continue to delve into it because it was not without purpose:
"How are you preparing to build the Peking Palace?"
Since Chen Ying was executed, Wuzhong has been an upright and tactful man. Sometimes you can't tell whether he is a good official or a treacherous minister. With his outstanding ability to do things, he has gradually become Zhu Di's trusted minister.
"As the oracle commanded, I have sent people to Sichuan to fetch wood. However, there is one matter that cannot be decided at the moment."
"What's the matter?"
"Building the imperial palace requires a large number of corvees. Where will these civilians come from?"
Corvee labor hurts the farm work. If the young men of a state are transferred to build the palace, the local tax collection for the year will probably not be collected. Who dares to make the decision easily? Who will pay the tax when the Ministry of Household Affairs collects it?
and.
The larger the scale of building a palace, the more labor is required, including foundation, gold bricks, burning tiles, color mixing, wood harvesting, construction, etc. I don’t know how much labor is required.
Zhu Zhanyong knew that as big a palace as Zhu Di wanted to build, the people would simply not be able to accept it: "Emperor,
Sun'er thought that no matter which prefecture the people were transferred to, the local people would be short of money. It was better to mobilize the sergeants and civilians to serve. He mobilized the civilians from Henan, Shandong, Shanxi and other chief envoys, and the sergeants from the Peking Prefectural Guard to jointly build the building. .”
You can't catch the people in a place gathering wool.
Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality.
Zhu Di thought it was feasible: "That's it, let's draw up the decree."
"I would like to listen to the holy edict!"
After saying that, Wuzhong raised his head and asked with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, what about Sergeant Min Ding's monthly rice and wages?"
Zhu Di calculated that the rations were very powerful, so he casually recited: "The civilians will receive five dou of rice and three ingots of cash per month, and the sergeants will receive five dou of rice per month, and they will receive military pay according to their salary."
Of course I have to ask for money in person. If I don’t ask for money now, I will ask grandpa to sue grandma later.
Wuzhong smiled mellowly: "Your Majesty, what about these silvers?"
Zhu Gaosui suddenly had a bad feeling.
Zhu Di thought about it for a moment and said: "The wages of the civilians are allocated by the Ministry of Household Affairs, and as for the sergeants, the military pay of the Beiping Prefecture is used."
Plop~
Huh? Someone seemed to have fallen down. Zhu Zhanyong turned his head and saw that Zhu Gaosui was a little panicked.
Zhu Di knew his son's nature, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and asked one word at a time: "Suier, what's wrong?"
The friendly voice sounded like thunder in Zhu Gaosui's ears.
"My son...my minister used Beiping Mansion's 200,000 military pay to purchase silk. He plans to wait for the silk to be converted into money and then make up for the military pay..." Zhu Gaosui hurriedly said.
Zhu Di's face was complicated. Two hundred thousand taels of silver, which is how much a soldier's salary is, gradually lost the expression on his face.
After a long time, he said in a cold voice: "King Zhao will stay, and the others will leave."
Zhu Gaosui raised his head and looked at Zhu Di, but he didn't know that his beloved father reached out and slapped him hard. The junior officials next to him felt scared.
Finally, after an unknown number of rounds.
Zhu Di was finally tired from beating him, and most of his anger was gone. He couldn't kill him, so he still had a stern face and yelled: "I pamper you too much.
"If I indulge you today, I don't know what kind of unreasonable things you will do. Fortunately, you still have some brains. I give you ten days to return these silver coins to the treasury and then go back to Peking!"
"Father...ten days..."
"get out!"
Zhu Gaosui came out of the hall with his face covered by his sleeves. Fortunately, he was inspired and confessed in the hall that he had obtained two hundred thousand taels in three days, so he could only find his second brother.
The other end.
Zhu Zhanyong and Wuzhong were walking on the Zuoshunmen Palace Corridor.
"King Zhao...well, fortunately he is honest. Your Majesty, out of the love between father and son, will not embarrass him. If he dares to conceal it and let the Metropolitan Procuratorate find out, I'm afraid he will be deposed."
Deposed?
It is rumored that Zhu Di rode horses all year round to fight, and riding horses all year round caused damage to some men's front lines. Regardless of whether it is true or not, the emperor only had three sons.
Although there are many concubines in the harem, they will not have any more children.
Compared with Zhu Yunwen who cut down the vassal, Zhu Di was kind to the Zhu family vassal king. Even if he deposed him, he might recall him.
Depose it, just depose it.
Isn't this exactly the result I want?
Zhu Zhanyong smiled.
After walking a while, Wuzhong was going to Wenyuan Pavilion. Before leaving, he told Zhu Zhanyong to study hard. Zhu Zhanyong didn't listen. He walked a few steps forward and saw Feng Shen's handsome Xie Jin.
Wasn't he alienated?
Entering the palace at this moment must have been summoned by the emperor. Zhu Zhanyong felt that there was something different about him: "This palace is closed to the public and no guests will be seen. Have you thought it through?"
Xie Jin bowed to Zhu Zhanyong and said: "I am ashamed to be a low-ranking official. I occasionally have enlightenment at home and open the door to teach. During these days, my disciples have no time to enter the palace."
The voices of hundreds of schools of thought fell on Jie Jin.
No matter how slow Zhu Zhanyong reacted, he had already realized that there had been no movement in the capital, and it turned out that he was in Jiefu.
Xie Jin smiled cheerfully: "Your Highness, have you been studying hard recently?"
"Of course."
"What to read?"
"Lu's Spring and Autumn Period"
"Then let's talk about Fei Wuji." Xie Jin wanted to avenge his daughter's shame.
You must think I can't answer it.
Zhu Zhanyong lowered his head and thought deeply. He looked like he was searching for knowledge and said, "Fei Wuji is a minister of King Ping of Chu.
"Because he was jealous of Tai Zijian, he provoked the father and son, causing Tai Zijian to leave the state of Chu. If Duke Jie wants to ask what the reason is, it should be that it is not difficult to know, but it is difficult to do it. All monarchs know how to use loyal ministers and good generals and alienate them. According to the principle of a treacherous villain, how difficult is it to really choose the good and do the right thing?"
Xie Jin's eyes were clear and he smiled: "I'm going to see your majesty."
What is the standard of sanctification?
He has many disciples, and he enlightens new thoughts and knowledge, which still affects the world, or is judged by future generations.
Confucius became a saint.
Firstly, it is based on virtue in government, and Confucianism is respected as the emperor's art of governing the country. Secondly, it has a profound education on the people and has such a wide influence, as for Xie Jin.