(The Duke of Guizhou was actually granted the title of Mu family in the Yongle year. Readers should not be surprised by what the novelist said here.)
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Another month has passed, and there is already a slight chill in Yingtian Mansion, the capital.
Although the weather is cold, the capital is still bustling with people, seeing endless flowers, and enjoying endless wealth in the world.
Walking around the capital, taking advantage of the cold air of late autumn and early winter, has a unique flavor.
Outside the capital, both waterways and dry roads are full of autumn taxes from various places heading to the capital. The large warehouses of several households in the capital have been filled to the brim and have to be expanded.
This ancient country, which has been passed down for thousands of years, can be reborn and prosperous as long as the country is stable and the world is peaceful, no matter how many hardships it has suffered before.
Over the past month, Zhu Yunxi was completely submerged in the vast number of memorials. Autumn grain reserves in various places, verification of money and grain, tax verification sent to the capital, and the output of military guards all over the world. The amount of money and grain allocated to border customs, reserves of granaries in various places, etc.
Wait, it makes you dizzy.
There are also border affairs. The Yunnan border chieftain reported by Mu Chun has hidden ambitions. The border officers reported to the Northern Yuan Dynasty to take advantage of the original autumn harvest and let their horses go south.
We must also be gentle to Tubo, recognize the status of the great lama, make amends with him, and grant him a title. While establishing military guards along the Ming Dynasty's defense line, we must also provide Tibet with money and food, and build temples on the border to show the emperor's kindness.
In the past month, he didn't have any time. There were endless memorials, endless meetings with ministers, and endless court meetings.
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In this huge country, it is very difficult to be a foolish king. Throughout the ages, foolish kings have to kill their loyal and upright ministers, and then they must endure the criticism and curses of the world and commit crimes and harm the world with determination. But to be a wise king
It's even harder. Being a wise king is like turning people into machines, which is no fun at all.
Even though Zhu Yunxi was strong, he was very tired.
On the other hand, the old man, who is more than ten years old, wakes up at five o'clock every day and goes up until midnight every day. He dominates the world in high spirits and does not show any signs of fatigue.
The old man was killed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he enjoyed the power that comes from controlling the world.
On this day, if Cao Guogong Li Jinglong hadn't suggested that Zhu Yunxi go out for a walk when he saw that Zhu Yunxi was busy and tired, Zhu Yunxi would have been in the palace, reviewing memorials and summoning officials to question him.
Oddly enough, he was exhausted physically and mentally from the hard work of writing papers every day in the palace. As soon as he came out of the palace and smelled the vivid world, Zhu Yunxi not only felt happy, but also felt a little better.
(Not water, but the autumn of the 20th year of Hongwu. All these things happened. Considering that if it is written in detail according to the outline, the reader will say ink. Some such as asking the Tibetan lama to come to Beijing, Yunnan to pacify the Eleven Villages of Vimalakia
The plot of the rebellion, the Ryukyu envoys paying tribute, and the surrendered Mongolian tribe coming to Beijing has been deleted.)
"No wonder the emperor can't stay in the palace. The world outside is really better than inside the palace!"
The sight is full of excitement and hustle and bustle.
Zhu Yunxi dressed up as a scholar and wandered on the street, with dozens of guards looming around him, secretly on guard.
"Third Master!" Li Jinglong, who was also dressed in casual clothes, jokingly said beside Zhu Yunxi, "I dare to talk too much, so you should go out for a walk more often." He said with concern, "You have spent a lot of time these days!"
"You have a heart!"
Although he knew that the other party was flattering him, Zhu Yunxi still felt very grateful for his concern.
Li Jinglong smiled and said, "I am as anxious as you are to reduce your budget. I feel relieved when I see that you are smiling!"
Being in the bustling city, Zhu Yunxi was in a good mood. He turned around and looked around him. He Guangyi, Fu Rang and others smiled with a straight face and guarded eyes, and Fu Rang and others said with a smile, "It's a rare time to come out. Let's relax. Look at you, with the God of Plague."
It seems like everyone else is hiding away!"
Although they were dressed in disguise, they could not hide their aura. In addition, there were countless guards in uniforms outside who deliberately drove them away. They were extremely conspicuous in the crowded street.
"It's dinner time!"
Zhu Yunxi looked at the sky, it was noon, and said with a smile, "Old Li, you know me well in the capital. Find a good restaurant. I am alone today... I will be the host, and everyone will have a good meal." As he said,
Smile, "Eat something that's not available in the palace!"
"How can I ask you to spend money? You were invited by me, and I must show my filial piety, right?" Li Jinglong also smiled, pointed to the front and said, "Third Master, just around the corner is Chang'an Street, the newly opened Dingfu.
Lou, we cook authentic Yangzhou cuisine, and the boiled dry shredded noodles have the most unique flavor, would you like to try it?"
When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, Li Jinglong is an expert.
"Okay!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, stroking his hands, "Open the way ahead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jinglong waved his hand to the side, and the servants of the Li family who followed him immediately ran away.
He Guangyi, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, came forward from behind and said beside Zhu Yunxi, "Third Master, the Dingfu Tower is a business of Cao Guogong's family!"
With one sentence, Li Jinglong immediately grimaced, "Lao He, I didn't offend you, how could you expose me?"
"Okay!" Zhu Yunxi looked at Li Jinglong, half-smiling, "You hold three or four official positions, several salaries, your family is rich in wealth, and you still do business privately? You must know that grandpa has a sacred mandate.
,Officials are not allowed to engage in business! Are you doing it against the wind?"
"How dare I?" Li Jinglong said with a smile, "Don't look at the wealth of my family, but the family has such a large population, and every year they have to pay for transportation and various expenses. Just relying on the salary and the income from the farm,
How can it be possible?"
As he said this, he smiled apologetically, "I have some money at home, and I will have enough in my lifetime. But I have to leave some for future generations. I am a warrior, and I am not as good as an official. Sooner or later, I will be left with nothing!"
The law of the Ming Dynasty states that officials are not allowed to do business, but it really has no binding force on these warriors and nobles. However, unlike officials doing business, the industries of these warriors are all in the capital, and there is no behavior of competing for profits with the people or monopolizing the market.
In addition, the money was considered innocent, and the old man turned a blind eye to them.
Turning around this street, you immediately entered Chang'an Street, and the sign of Dingfu Tower came into view.
Zhu Yunxi suddenly smiled and said, "Old Li, you are quite generous. This business must have cost a lot of money!"
Chang'an Street is the most prosperous street in the capital, and every inch of land is valuable. Along the street are the best and largest shops in the Ming Dynasty. Among these shops, the brand-new Dingfu Building is particularly eye-catching.
Moreover, in such a place where land is so valuable, a restaurant actually occupies a two-story storefront. In this era, the really big shops did not rent houses for business, but bought shops, and one shop supported three generations.
This is like, in later generations, Li Jinglong occupied half of the street on Wangfu Street in Beijing, and it was all his private property.
Zhu Yunxi then said to the people around him, "Come on, who among you can calculate how much it will cost to start such a big business?"
Li Jinglong quickly smiled and said, "I am not fighting against Goryeo with you, robbing... and fishing... Didn't you reward me a lot? I thought, the money is
Damn it, if you leave it at home, it will be empty. So I bought a storefront so that if my descendants fail in the future, I will have a way to make money!"
During the Battle of Goryeo, Zhu Yunxi, the King of Goryeo's internal treasury and treasury, did not get any of it, and all took advantage of the Ming Dynasty's military leaders and assassins.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the plaque of Dingfu Tower, "That's what I say, but you are too eye-catching, be careful of people smuggling you!" He said, sighing again, "Hey, the light in the past few days was given to the Tibetan Lama to build the temple.
, the reward is 300,000 silver dollars, not counting gold foil and jade. This is the beginning. In order to stabilize Tubo, the rewards will only be more in the future. Although the national treasury is abundant, it cannot support this usage!"
Zhu Yunxi said this out of emotion. The Ming Dynasty was too big, and for some places that could not be fully controlled for the time being, rewarding money and recognizing the original ruling class was currently the best way.
"Going to lose money!"
Li Jinglong wished he could give himself a slap in the face, feeling annoyed.
"Let's go back and discuss it with the old military princes. Everyone's pockets are full, and there is no place to put the money they grabbed. But the share of the Emperor and His Highness cannot be less! The Emperor and His Highness should not be their business, but
As a minister, you must be discerning no matter what, and be respectful and filial to others!"
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhu Yunxi waved his hand, "Let's go in and take a look!"
It was dinner time, and Dingfu Tower was full of young people from wealthy families wearing bright clothes and angry horses.
The shopkeeper had already received the news, and with his clever waiter, he personally came to the door, bowed and invited the group in, and went up to the private room on the second floor.
The private room is huge, just like a suite, and it faces the street. If you open the window, you can see the bustling scene of the capital outside the window.
As soon as Zhu Yunxi sat down at the dining table, he heard a sudden roar of laughter from the next room.
A young man was arguing with others, "Believe it or not, today I can make Xiao Yunxi, the leader of Hongxiu Tower, follow me out of the game!"
Hongxiu Tower sounds like a brothel, but what does the word "out" mean when used here? It certainly cannot have the same meaning as the modern "out".
Zhu Yunxi frowned, "Old Li, what does being out mean?"
Li Jinglong was poking at the shopkeeper fiercely with his eyes. He had already said that he had distinguished guests and arranged a quiet place. But as soon as he sat down, he heard the arrogance beside him.
The shopkeeper was also in trouble. He had just received the news that his boss, Mr. Cao Guogong, was coming, and several untouchable young masters over there came in. He wanted to say something, but Cao Guogong followed the noble man all the time.
After the young man was born, he was not given a chance to speak at all.
In fact, the shopkeeper is also thinking secretly in his heart.
My master, at that time, Cao Guogong, who in the capital could let him follow him like a follower? Looking at the men with dagger-like eyes at the front, I suddenly took a breath of air.
Hearing Zhu Yunxi's question, Li Jinglong felt coy and said, "Third Master, if you are out... you are the girl, follow your benefactor and go home...
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Seeing that he said something unpleasant, Zhu Yunxi said, "Sleep?"
"You are wise!" Li Jinglong nodded hurriedly.
Zhu Yunxi smiled, it was really a big difference between the past and the present. This is not the meaning of the word "out for future generations".
At this time, another voice came from the private room next to it.
"Stop talking nonsense, Xiao Yunxi is the favorite of a Hanlin master!"
"What's so great about Hanlin!" Over there, the speaker seemed to be calling the slave, "Go and call Xiao Yunxi to come and drink with me!"
Jealousy among wealthy children is a common occurrence in various dynasties.
Although a brothel woman is humble, once a man sees you right, he will miss you endlessly, so what else do you care about your status?
However, why did Zhu Yunxi feel that the voice of the person speaking over there was so familiar?
This chapter has been completed!