Cicadas are chirping and butterflies are busy, it is summer quietly.
Ever since the Ming Dynasty Official Group opened fire on the Founding Fathers' Farm in the court, everyone has been trying to get their hands dirty. Based on their understanding of the Ming Dynasty, how could those greedy warriors hand over the occupied land?
Hand over the land.
The officials are all waiting. Once the nobles lose their way, they will continue to submit letters. It is best to take advantage of this matter to bring down a few arrogant nobles.
But what they don't know is that in the past few days, the confessions of the nobles have been drifting like snowflakes to the court case of the two men.
"I fought with the emperor when I was fifteen years old. Over the years, I have done a lot of illegal things because of my seniority and some merits!"
The two fathers of the Zhu family were sitting in the imperial garden pavilion behind the Fengtian Palace. The old man was half lying on a rocking chair and squinting. Zhu Yunxi was holding a memorial and reading it loudly.
"I know that although the emperor may sound tough on his words, he tolerates me in his heart. Even if he made some minor mistakes, he would just raise his eyelids and let them pass!"
"Whose book is this?" The old man suddenly opened his eyes and cursed with a smile, "It's all fucking vernacular!"
Zhu Yunxi flipped through the signatures and said with a smile, "Excerpts from Cao Zhen, Marquis of Jingchuan!" He said with a smile, "Grandpa Huang, you haven't seen him write this word yet, it's like an old cockroach!"
The old man smiled slightly and said, "Shacai!"
"I feel my conscience and say that although I have made meritorious service over the years, I still owe the Emperor a lot. Without the Emperor, I would not have known where I would have died, let alone the glory and wealth I have today!"
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"Three generations of the family have enough gold and silver to spend it all. There is no end to the farm at a glance, and there are women in groups. But as the old saying goes, people's hearts are not enough to eat elephants..."
"That's because people are incompetent!" The old man laughed and scolded again, "I can't even write a good book, so I'm killing my talent!"
Although he laughed and scolded him, Zhu Yunxi knew that Cao Zhen's information was obviously written into the old man's heart.
Zhu Yunxi continued to read, "I am too greedy and have taken too many things. I apologize to the emperor. The officials said that all the land in Huaixi is in the hands of the nobles, and the common people have no land to cultivate. I thought for a while,
I’m not very enthusiastic at all. We were all poor back then, but now we have turned around. We can no longer follow the example of the nobles in the past and bully the common people. Therefore, I, please return the farm and the tenant population!"
"He can't say these words!" The old man sat up straight and drank tea. "His stupid mind can't even think of it."
"After all, it's this loyalty again!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "All the nobles have submitted letters to return the land, which is a good thing for the court and Fengyang!"
"Hey, we don't know about them yet!" The old man snorted and looked at Zhu Yunxi, "If you hadn't given those benefits, these people wouldn't be so honest!" He said, "Dasun, the wealth over there in Goryeo"
The road should belong to the imperial court, you gave it to them, are you not afraid that you won’t be able to take it back in the future?”
Zhu Yunxi put down the memorial and said, "Grandpa Huang, he said it was a monopoly of the imperial court. But the imperial court was beyond its reach, and it ended up falling into the hands of others. My grandson borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha. Besides, in the hands of honorable nobles, how much money is made each year depends on the imperial court.
There are also rough statistics.”
"I gave it to them, saying it was for three or four years, but my grandson really didn't think about taking it back in a short period of time! Just like establishing a martial arts school, my grandson actually wanted to use these businesses to dilute the influence of the nobles in the army.
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"The honorable nobles are getting old. Gradually let them transform from a noble family to a wealthy family. Wealth cannot be maintained without power. These families will rely more and more on the court for the sake of wealth!"
The old man thought for a moment and then said with a smile, "You are a soft knife. When these killers have died of old age, it will only take one sentence for the imperial court to take back their exclusive privileges in Goryeo!"
"Actually, my grandson has never thought about it this way!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "What my grandson thinks is that if there are new warriors and nobles in the Ming Dynasty in the future, they will also handle it in this way. If they are rewarded with more land, the ministers will not be satisfied, and the people will be dissatisfied.
They have to suffer. If not they are rewarded with the means of wealth that make them prosperous and wealthy, then even if they are safe, they will gain a lot more!"
In the future, the Ming Dynasty will definitely expand its territory, and countless new nobles will be born along with the war. Zhu Yunxi's move is actually the same as that of the feudal royal family. He will reward them with the wealth in the occupied areas, and over time they will split.
Expanding territory is more active than anyone else.
Especially when the Age of Discovery is about to come, once the Ming Dynasty's fleet brings back countless treasures from foreign lands, the first people to be jealous are the warriors.
In the future of the Ming Dynasty, Wu will be the two legs of the empire, with military and political affairs separated. Based on the original homeland, it will continue to encroach outward. The surrounding wild lands that are currently known are enough for the Ming Dynasty to expand for a hundred years.
Within a hundred years, both the martial arts, the court and the people have developed a martial and enterprising spirit, which is of great benefit to the country and the nation.
Moreover, it can also promote maritime transportation. Take Korea as an example. In the past, the Ming Dynasty actually prohibited the sale of ironware, buffalo horns, sugar and other items economically to Korea. Now that once it is opened, it will be too inconvenient to go by land, and we will go directly to the sea from the south of the Yangtze River.
, just in time to reach Shuju Port (Incheon).
It was not yet an era of giant iron-clad ships. Skilled sailors and strong shipbuilding capabilities were the foundation of the Imperial Navy.
"The aura of our Zhu family is all in your head!" The old man thought about it for a while, and roughly understood some of Zhu Yunxi's thoughts, and said with a smile, "We can't think of these things, and your father wouldn't be able to think of them either if he were alive.
come out!"
"The emperor's grandpa is a wise man who allows his grandson to act nonsense!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
"This is not nonsense. What you do is better than killing someone when we are angry!" The old man said sternly, "However, the country's centenary plan cannot be impatient. Eat one meal at a time and walk on the road step by step!"
"Grandson, remember this!"
While the two men were talking, Pu Bucheng came over quickly holding a Baili Jiji book sealed in yellow silk.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, I believe in the Duke's message!"
Zhu Yunxi took it and handed it to the old man.
When the latter opened it, he immediately frowned deeply and his face looked ugly.
"Grandpa Huang, what's wrong?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
"Tang He is sick!" The old man sighed, "I caught the cold wind on the boat, and half of my body can no longer move!"
Zhu Yunxi was startled and quickly took the folder and looked at it carefully.
The excerpt was probably ghostwritten by a staff member. The handwriting is neat, but the lines are full of sadness.
"I'm old, no need. I wanted to serve the Emperor and His Highness for a few more years. But my health is not up to par. I drank a few too many bowls of wine in the past few days. When I woke up in the morning, my mouth was crooked, my eyes were slanted, and my saliva was drooling.
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"I'm old and useless. When I see myself in this state, I wish I could have died in battle back then, so that I wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation now, unable to speak clearly and unable to walk!"
"I am about to die, and I have nothing else to ask for. I just feel sorry for the great favor of His Royal Highness, the Emperor Taisun. I really can't take care of the errands of Jing Haijun. I would like to ask Your Highness to choose someone else."
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, my time is running out. Please allow me to return to the capital, see you again, and talk about old things. When I die, let me return to my roots and be buried in Fengyang!"
Zhu Yunxi was a little surprised, but not surprised either.
Tang He was three years older than the old man, and he suffered from old injuries from his early battles.
It’s just that the Jing navy is now stationed in Shuzhou Port in Goryeo, recruiting Goryeo craftsmen to build ships, training day and night, and patrolling the northern coast of the Ming Dynasty. Tang He fell ill, who can be the commander?
"Send a message to let him come back!" For a moment, it seemed that the old man had become much older. "Send the imperial doctor. He will be on his way back to the capital. He will be safe for us and nothing will happen to him."
Pu Bucheng took the order and left.
The old man sighed again, "Hey, I'm getting old!" Then, he shook his head with a wry smile, "Now when I think of what happened back then, it's like it was yesterday. Life goes so damn fast! Whoosh, it's gone! Those days are gone.
The old man who followed us from Fengyang’s hometown is a fellow villager of Zhuangzi, and there aren’t even a few left!”
"Grandpa Huang, there is no need to worry too much. I believe in the good fortune of the country and my destiny, so it should be fine!" Zhu Yunxi said with relief.
"Speak nicely!" The old man lay down again, "At this age, we know today and tomorrow!" After saying that, he sighed again, "Tang He, you have done a lot of stupid things in your life, but you know
Why are we so tolerant?"
"He and you both come from Gujiazhuang! You have been playmates since childhood!"
"Zhou Dexing has also been our playmate since we were young, and I've been killed by others!" the old man sneered.
This chapter has been completed!