Amidst the dull sound of "Duo Duo", the official ship on which Zhu Youdong and others were riding docked at the shore of Huanzhou, the largest lake in the heart of Houhu Lake.

After getting off the boat, officials from the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue who had received the news came to greet them. They were led by an oriole and two quails. Following these three eighth- and ninth-grade officials, there were more than a dozen people wearing uniforms.

The common people often wear narrow-sleeved clothes, and their temperament looks like that of a scholar.

"The ministers (students) and others pay homage to His Highness the Grand Sun."

"No gifts, no gifts, thank you for your hard work."

After all, they had just educated their men on the ship. Cao Huachun and others had fully understood the importance of this place to a country. Therefore, after seeing His Highness Taisun bend deeply to return the courtesy to these low-level officials and even commoners,

.Cao Huachun and others also bowed deeply and saluted everyone on the island.

"This..." A group of high-ranking officials paid such a grand tribute to a humble person like themselves, which really frightened these officials and commoners.

"Haha, what do you call this Qing family?"

"The junior minister is not worthy of the title of 'Qing family' by His Highness. The junior minister Zhang Yong is currently serving as a supervisor at the Nanjing Ministry of Household Affairs Office. These two are my deputies and are inspected by the Ministry of household affairs."

"Well, those at the back are the graduates of Nanjing Imperial College, right?"

"Your Highness has seen thousands of miles."

Lao Zhu is a great hero, but he also has the common problems of ordinary farmers: he is very good to his family but extremely harsh to his ministers.

The salaries of princes and princes are extremely high, but the treatment of ordinary officials is extremely poor. I won’t go into details about this. Specifically speaking of national household registration statistics, review, cleaning and storage, and daily storage, all parts of the country are cleaned up and newly created every ten years.

Yellow rolls are then reported to each level, and finally the yellow rolls across the country are uniformly sent to Houhu for centralized collection. In general, every time a new yellow roll arrives in Houhu, the number is close to 100,000. Such a large amount of household registration information must be collected one by one

review, review...

Of course, such a huge workload cannot be completed by the daily staff of the Ministry of Revenue. But the stingy Lao Zhu was unwilling to allocate additional office funds to hire people to do it. When there was no way out, Lao Zhu slapped his head: Let the Nanjing Imperial College

Let the students do it! It not only saves office expenses, but also provides students with practical work experience... Therefore, after the newly created yellow rolls are put into the warehouse every year, it has become a routine for the Imperial College students to go to the island to review and review.

"Hehehe, all supervisors, please come closer. Although Gu is a grandson, he is actually not yet seven years old. He doesn't look that scary."

"Haha." When the white-bodied supervisors in the back heard what the grandson said, their tension suddenly eased a lot. A few bold ones also dared to get closer.

"Student Yan Xingwen...wait to meet His Highness the Grand Sun."

"Okay, okay, eh? Yan Jiansheng, what's wrong with your hand?"

Following Zhu Youdong's question, everyone behind him focused their attention on Yan Xingwen's hands. Oops, are these hands? The hands are covered with chilblains, and some of them have festered and oozed pus.

Moreover, eunuchs like Cao Huachun, who had an unusual sense of smell, faintly smelled a stench: Cao Huachun, who was born in a poor family, knew that this was the uncontrollable body odor emitted by a person who had not bathed for a long time.

If you look closely at Yan Jiansheng's clothes, you will see that the thick cotton-padded clothes are already very stiff. There is no doubt that the ability of such clothes to keep out the cold is seriously insufficient.

This, the contrast is a bit big. Didn’t Taisun just say that this is the foundation of the country? How come the staff who maintain the foundation of the country are treated like this?

When he thought of this, an eighteen-year-old boy like Cao Huachun could barely keep his composure. Behind him, Wang Chengen, Li Huaizhong, Zhang Shize and others who were only eight or nine years old, all changed their expressions. They turned to face the door.

Zhang Shipei, the Minister of the Ministry, glared angrily!

"Uh... Your Highness, please forgive me." Zhang Shipei tugged at the corner of his mouth and said bitterly: "Here in Huanzhou, the shelf where the yellow books are stored is made of wood. And the yellow books themselves are all made of paper. So,

Fires are not allowed in the entire Huanzhou. Therefore, even in winter, braziers cannot be used for heating here, and therefore..."

Before time travel, Zhu Youdong was a history buff. He had read many articles about the Ming Dynasty's Yellow Records. In these many articles, all the authors pointed out that although there were various problems in the management of the Ming Dynasty's Yellow Records, they also

A miracle was created: from the first storage of Huangce to the demise of the Ming Dynasty, in the past three hundred years, the Huangce warehouse, which mainly consisted of wood and paper, had never caught fire!

Taizu of the Celestial Dynasty once said that history is written by the people. Today, Zhu Youdong stands here and truly feels the profound connotation of the great man's words.

He was standing in front of living history, facing this group of ordinary people who had created a miracle that was rare in the world, but had also sacrificed extremely hard and even their lives!

"You have worked hard for the foundation of the country. Thank you for your hard work." After bowing deeply and saluting again, Zhu Youdong stood up: "Zhang Situ."

"I'm here."

"In order to avoid fires, no fires can be lit on Huanzhou Island for warmth. This guy understands and agrees. But, look at what kind of clothes these supervisors are wearing? The Ministry of Household Affairs can't give them new clothes if they ask people to help with work.

Can't you make some pairs of gloves for them? Also! Smell the smell on them. How long have they not bathed? This is winter! Well, you don't need to ask me to know that when they fall asleep at night, they probably

There’s no hot water for foot baths, right?”

"I... I'm scared. It's just that since the founding of the country, the imperial dynasty has recruited supervising students to go to the island to clean up the yellow books, but this expense has never been listed. I, I don't dare to violate the ancestral system."

Damn... Hey, my Ming Dynasty Taizu! How stingy are you, old man? But this is the ancestral system of this shirt? Humph, the Ming Dynasty was founded for more than two hundred years. It has been open and flexible. I don’t know how many ancestral systems have been changed.

Okay. Why don’t you want to touch such a small ancestral system?

"Yan Jiansheng, you are on the island, can you get hot food?"

Yan Xingwen smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, you can't light fires in Huanzhou. Every day's food is prepared by kitchens on other islands and then transported by ship. By the time we get here, it's already cold."

"Zhang Situ, can't we let these people go to other islands every day to eat hot food and take a hot bath?"

"Your Highness, the country has a long history. Yellow book statistics are related to national affairs. Once it starts, people entering the island will not be allowed to leave the island unless there are extremely special circumstances."

"Hey... Then I ask again, how long will they have to work so hard on the island?"

"This, Your Highness, is indeed undetermined."

"What do you mean there is no definite number? Oh, by the way, I remember that the last time a new pornographic book was created was in the 30th year of Wanli, which was five years ago. Why are there still supervisors working on the island now? It's been almost five years!

In five more years, a new yellow book will be put into storage!"

Seeing that Zhu Youdong was about to run away, Zhang Shipei simply knelt down and said, "I will tell you the details on this matter."
Chapter completed!