Zhu Di was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the desolate scenery outside the window, saying nothing.
At this time, someone came in quietly.
The visitor had a cold face and wore soft-soled shoes, so even when he entered the hall, he made no sound.
Wearing a flying fish suit, he entered the palace and bowed with great ceremony, concisely and forcefully saying: "I have met Your Majesty, Jigang."
Zhu Di said calmly: "What's the matter?"
Ji Gang was the commander of the Jinyi Guards. He had been Zhu Di's personal guard during the Jingnan period. He was a man of few words and never talked too much.
Because of this, he gained Zhu Di's trust.
And facts proved that Zhu Di's trust was right.
Ji Gang never had private contact with ministers and always kept to himself.
The most important thing is that as the commander of the Jinyi Guards, he can find out too many secrets. For someone like Ji Gang, he also knows that the more this happens, the more he must abide by the rules.
What does it mean to abide by the rules? If your Majesty asks him to inquire about something, he must inquire about it no matter what; if your Majesty does not let him inquire about something, then he will never touch it.
Ji Gang only had Zhu Di in his eyes, and only Zhu Di.
At this time, Ji Gang's submissive body bowed slightly, like a beast with lurking minions. After a short silence, Ji Gang said: "Your Majesty, the Jinyi Guards have discovered that a trading house has appeared in the area of Confucius Temple Pier."
Zhu Di still had his hands behind his back, unmoved.
Ji Gang continued: "After the establishment of this trading company, it immediately prospered. Within a month, there were more than 700 passenger ships and merchant ships. The monthly profit was as much as 30,000 taels of silver. The rapid growth was amazing.
Breathtaking.”
Zhu Di looked back. He was slightly moved at this time, stared at Ji Gang and said, "Thirty thousand taels of net profit per month?"
This is definitely not a small amount. Even if the business does not continue to grow, the annual net profit will be 400,000 taels. So what about ten years?
This is real gold and silver, not precious currency!
"Such civil affairs..." Zhu Di considered for a moment: "What does it have to do with me?"
Ji Gang said: "I have heard that the person doing this business... is..."
Zhu Di immediately noticed the abnormality: "Who is it?"
Ji Gang said categorically: "Zheng Heng, Marquis of Wu'an!"
Zhu Di was stunned.
"This old guy...is he still doing business? Is the news conclusive?"
"Your Majesty." Ji Gang said sternly: "At first, there were only rumors at the dock. I thought it was just an ordinary rumor in the market. However, it involved river transportation, and I didn't dare to slack off, so... I checked, and finally someone was in Yingtian Mansion.
There, I found a deed."
Zhu Di looked at him and said, "Keep talking."
"In the deed, Marquis Wu An is indeed the person behind this trading firm."
Zhu Di couldn't help but said sourly: "Good guy, this guy is usually reckless, but I didn't expect that he has such skills. Can he spend all the money?"
Ji Gang could only remain silent.
Obviously he couldn't answer this question.
Zhu Di said: "If you come, please summon Marquis Wu'an to see you."
Ji Gang also quietly withdrew very wisely.
Zhu Di was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back. He couldn't help but murmured: "It's 400,000 taels a year, and it's still real gold and silver. Isn't this almost more powerful than printing treasure banknotes? This guy seemed to be a fool in the past, but I didn't expect it.
It’s really shrewd to be so inconspicuous, but it’s also a shame, what do you think?”
Yishiha stood aside and said hesitantly: "This... I don't know."
Zhu Di said: "Let me try him."
In fact, Wu'an Hou Zheng Heng has been very annoyed recently. He is on duty at the Chinese Army Governor's Mansion. Recently, he always feels that many people look at him differently.
But what's the difference, it's hard to say.
He is a straight-tempered person. If he asks someone in person, they will just smile and say nothing.
Or say a few strange words, like a riddle.
When he thought of this, Zheng Heng became very angry. Damn it, if I knew how to guess riddles, I would be a fucking soldier.
Upon hearing Zhu Di's call, Zheng Heng immediately flew to the Meridian Gate and then paid an audience.
He thought that a military situation had arisen and His Majesty came to him to discuss it.
But as soon as he entered the Wu Building, he was a little confused. It seemed that His Majesty had only summoned him. Where were the other commanders of the army?
Zheng Heng saluted.
Zhu Di looked at him with a smile and said: "Zheng Heng, how many days have I not seen you? When you followed me, we even slept together. Now... we are separated, we are separated.
It’s over!”
When Zheng Heng heard this, he became vigilant. He was not stupid. He quickly and cautiously said: "Your Majesty, did I make any mistakes? The Governor's Office of the Chinese Army did slack off a few days ago..."
Zhu Di pressed his hands and said with a sweet smile: "Okay, let's not talk about this. I am the emperor now. As an emperor, you have to take care of the people of the world. Don't talk about other things. Now I am working hard every day.
What is it for? It’s the people affected by the disaster in Songjiang and Suzhou Prefecture. Those people... don’t have enough to eat and don’t have enough clothes to cover their bodies. The news brought back by the imperial envoy I sent is even more shocking, saying that people are starving all over the place.
, Chidiji is thousands of miles away, Songjiang Prefecture and Suzhou Prefecture have always been sacred places with countless people. Now this flood, which is rare in a century, has really suffered for the people and the world."
After Zhu Di finished speaking, he sighed again and again.
Zheng Heng was a little confused and said to himself... I am a military minister, what does the disaster in Songjiang and Suzhou have to do with me?
I saw Zhu Di clearing his throat and saying: "Now the country needs money everywhere, and the treasury is empty. Zheng Qing's family, I am so worried that my hair is turning gray. When I was in Peking, it was people like Zheng Qing's family.
...We have worked together with me. Now that the country has reached this point, will the Zheng Qing family still be willing to work together with me?"
The more Zheng Heng listened, the more frightened he became...
Why does this sound a bit jarring?
However, he still said obediently: "Naturally, naturally."
Zhu Di smiled: "Great, in that case, can you ask Zheng Qing's family to donate some money to help the monks and lay people in Songjiang and Suzhou?"
"Ah...this..." Zheng Heng hesitated.
Seeing Zheng Heng's hesitant look, Zhu Di raised his eyebrows: "Why, Zheng Qing's family refuses?"
Zheng Heng said hurriedly: "If you are willing... I... would like to donate three hundred... no, five hundred taels."
Zheng Heng’s flesh aches.
But when Zhu Di heard this, he flew into a rage and suddenly cursed: "My mother, I shamelessly asked you to donate, so you sent me five hundred taels of silver. Are you sending me away to a beggar?"
Zheng Heng's eyes darkened and he was about to faint: "Your Majesty, I... I am poor..."
Zhu Di's face darkened: "Zheng Heng, you old man, do you think that I am blind and deaf, and you don't know that your family, Zheng Heng, is extremely wealthy? Damn it, are you still a human being? The victims are starving to death because they don't have enough to eat.
You have so much money, you can do such big business, and why are you still complaining about your poverty?"
Zheng Heng was immediately frightened and wondered where I could make such a big deal, so he hurriedly swore and swore: "Your Majesty, I am wronged, I am wronged, I am even more wronged than Dou E, I am really poor... Your Majesty, you must trust me."
Ah, your Majesty, don’t you know who I am...? Your Majesty..."
His howling like a killing pig shook the rubble.
Zhu Di was even more angry: "You have changed!"
Zheng Heng's heart felt chilly after hearing this.
Zhu Di scolded: "You guys have got into the eyes of money. I treat you as an old brother and you treat me as an ignorant child. Okay, great!"
Zheng Heng couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Who is this bitch talking bad about me? There is a traitor around the emperor."
So he continued: "Your Majesty... I am really poor... Otherwise, I sell the iron and donate three thousand taels... I only have this little money, and I... sell my ancestral home..."
Zhu Di was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but since this guy pretended to be poor, there was really nothing he could do to him.
So he waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk anymore. Damn it, there are so many birds around me now!"
Zheng Heng was sent out, and his mind is still blank. As he thought about it carefully, he felt more and more that something was wrong. He wanted to go back to find Zhu Di and explain it to him, but he thought that Zhu Di was so angry that he was afraid of further offending Sheng Yan.
He left the martial arts building and didn't go far when he heard Zhu Di's roar coming from the martial arts building: "This old man doesn't even give up his face for money!"
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