Daming: The king and grandson return and don't proclaim themselves emperor? I am the sea lord Chapter 30 Who dares to obstruct and make things difficult
Chapter 30 Who dares to obstruct and make things difficult
"Boss, I'm often empty-handed. Every day when I open my eyes, thousands of people are eating, drinking, sleeping, and waiting for me to serve them. How many mouthfuls will actually fall into my mouth?"
Wang Huai spoke with great emotion and fluently.
Lao Zhu was a little confused by what Wang Huai said.
I thought to myself, what kind of show is this kid acting?
Some of them were dumbfounded. They flashed a rogue expression and pretended to be angry:
"Then you don't open your eyes!"
The group of old secretaries all suppressed their expressions and did not dare to laugh out loud.
Why does Your Majesty become more and more like this young man?
When it came to money, Lao Zhu pretended to be confused, so Wang Huai had no choice but to show off his cards. He rubbed his thumb and forefinger together and made a gesture of counting money, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Zhu Yunsheng was angry:
"Who in the entire Yingtian Mansion doesn't know that you are the richest man in Xinke? What are you pretending to be? You really want to be exiled to the Northwest, right?"
"Half of the money stolen from your Qianzhou Island went back to your Qinhuai Tower, right?"
"Your Majesty," Wang Huai called out to Tianqu, "the world is yours, you know how much can go into your pocket; the money I earn, insist on 28%, 80% of it is given to Ma Zi... uh... Ma
young!"
"Even 20% is still a huge wealth." Zhu Yuanzhang retorted.
"Your Majesty," Wang Huai said with an aggrieved look, "You understand this better. I gave 20% of my 20%, and another 80% was given to interest allies, such as related households, staff, small people..."
"Little people, is it necessary to divide them?" Zhu Biao was curious.
"You don't understand," Wang Huai said with a smile, "Your Majesty must understand - never ignore the little people. Although they may not be able to achieve big things, they can fail big things!"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded knowingly.
The third child, Zhu?, had just been awarded the title of King of Jin, and his tail was raised.
One time, the cook was whipped because the food he cooked was not to his taste.
Lao Zhu was so angry that he wrote an urgent letter and rushed it 800 miles to Taiyuan to educate Lao San.
The minister can scold him and his son can be beaten at will, but he is never rough with the cook.
Because the cook is in charge of the food every day, he can just add some ingredients to make you vomit, have diarrhea, or go to heaven, it all depends on your mood, so you can't be careless.
"But don't push yourself too far," Zhu Yuanzhang feigned anger. "If you talk too much, I have to recruit troops and form a navy. How much do you know about this cost? Will you share it too?"
Wang Huai chuckled:
"As long as the imperial court spends a little money, I will give 10% of the shares in Qianzhou Island to the imperial court. There will also be dividends, which can reduce the pressure on His Majesty."
Wang Huai certainly had his own plans when he transferred his shares to the court at a low discount.
It is a central enterprise under the banner of the imperial court. Who dares to obstruct and make things difficult for it at the local level?
Originally, there was no problem in giving Lao Zhu a free package, but I had other plans...
"How much silver?" Zhu Biao asked.
Wang Huai made an estimate in his mind and wrote lightly:
"Ten million, 10% of the shares."
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance was about to collapse. Your Majesty could not bear it. He jumped up, pointed at Wang Huai and said:
“Your Majesty, you must not do this, he will drain the treasury and waste money!
The Ming Dynasty taxed more than 32 million stone grains last year, which is equivalent to less than 40 million taels of silver. He wants 10 million per bite, which is not a big deal!"
Wang Huai suggested lightly:
"You are welcome to apply for installment business, which can be divided into up to two years...or come to me for a loan."
Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it and said:
"No tax increase is allowed. Each vassal prince will spend 100,000 taels of private money and give shares in proportion; the rest will be provided by the court and will be paid in one year."
Not only the imperial court, but also the vassal kings from all over the country were tied to their own ships!
It’s like you can do whatever you want in China, and there’s no roaming around the country!
The goal was achieved beyond expectations, and Wang Huai showed a bright smile.
Seeing Wang Huai's expression, Zhu Yuanzhang realized what he was doing - he made another move and said angrily:
"Is it part of your scheme again? Or is it a divination?"
Wang Huai smiled casually and gave Lao Zhu a top hat:
"Your Majesty knows too much. No matter how I plot, I still can't get out of His Majesty's hands."
Lao Zhu snorted coldly:
"Speak directly if you have something to say, and pay attention to your quality when farting, so as not to offend everyone!"
Wang Huai laughed and suggested again:
"Some vassals have strong family backgrounds, while others are relatively thin. As for the shares, you can do what you can."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded:
"The fourth King Yan will return to his fiefdom in the near future. He has money. Go and see how he is recovering from his poisoning. By the way, see how much he is willing to pay."
Yao Tianxi's care and attention came to his mind, and Wang Huai wanted to thank him and nodded.
...
Tianxi Temple.
At the pavilion at the end of the bluestone road, two people sat facing each other and sighed over tea.
"Master Yao, my eldest brother...is this calamity over? It's not like he died young, right?"
Zhu Di, who was dressed in military uniform, said with a complicated face.
Opposite him was Yao Tianxi, a monk in black.
In the eighteenth year of Hongwu's reign, Lao Zhu selected ten masters (monks) among the people to lecture the vassal king.
The eminent monk was like choosing a princess, and all the feudal lords who appeared were ushered away.
There is only the last feudal king left, and he is late.
Zhu Di came in so hurriedly that even his hat was blown off by the wind.
Yao Tianxi, with quick eyes and quick hands, ran away, picked it up, and said hello:
"Your Highness King Yan, this poor monk is polite."
Zhu Di was curious:
"Come just come, what gifts do you want to bring?"
Yao Tianxi was stunned, you are the vassal king, you can have whatever you want, I am just being polite, not a gift...
Yao Tianxi had no choice but to hand over his hat and said bravely:
"The poor monk would like to give a white hat to the king."
This was something the vassal king did not have, and Zhu Di suddenly changed his expression:
"I don't study well, don't lie to me!"
The two hit it off immediately.
As time went by, Zhu Di discovered that Yao Tianxi could not only guess crossword puzzles, but also perform various skills to attract girls - fortune telling, reading hand lines, interpreting fortunes and fortune telling, etc...
So Zhu Di took a prosperous and good wife - Xu Miaoyun.
The eldest daughter of Zhongshan King Xu Da!
So Zhu Di got what he is like today.
Over time, Zhu Di regarded Yao Tianxi as his confidant and god.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is an extraordinary person," Yao Tianxi said slowly, "fate is so important that a poor monk cannot calculate it, cannot calculate it, and dare not say it. But one thing is certain."
Zhu Di seemed to know what he was going to say, and said casually, awkwardly and politely:
"What's the matter?"
"Your Highness, you indeed have the appearance of a true dragon emperor, a sign of the Nine-Five Supreme Being."
As expected, Yao Tianxi repeated what he had said countless times.
A lie can become true three times, let alone a thousand times?
Hearing this, Zhu Di had a complicated expression on his face.
In fact, Yao Tianxi's meaning is already very clear.
However, the eldest brother Zhu Biao is the prince.
He was the only heir in his father's heart, and all the civil and military officials were his die-hard fans.
Zhu Biao was a saint on the outside and a king on the inside. He was brave and wise, and Zhu Di could only look up to him.
in other words.
Zhu Biao is the chosen son, and the position of emperor will belong to him sooner or later.
Zhu Di doesn't know how to fight, doesn't dare to fight, and it's even less likely that he can win.
Unless the eldest brother Zhu Biao...
Called back by God.
This is the only prerequisite for him to compete for the throne of emperor. This chapter has been completed!