The four pavilion elders finally digested the shocking information of "Meishan Enlightenment".
Regardless of whether they are willing or not, the news of Meishan's enlightenment will soon spread throughout the Ming Dynasty, and even to the surrounding vassal countries. And as the Holy Sage achieves more and more achievements on the battlefield, the enlightenment will soon spread.
This argument will become increasingly convincing.
For Ming Dynasty, this is certainly a good thing.
But for their cabinet ministers, this is really not a good thing.
Imperial power and prime ministerial power have been in conflict since ancient times. One is declining and the other is rising. The two are like a seesaw.
After the Zhengtong Dynasty, the prime minister's power finally overcame the imperial power. Could it be that after the Chongzhen Dynasty, the imperial power would be allowed to take over? This is unacceptable to ministers like them.
But this cannot be said publicly, it can still be said in small circles.
"Can it be blocked?" Gao Hongtu's first reaction was to block the news.
"It's already too late." Zhang Youyu sighed, "Now the news has been completely spread among the students of the Imperial College and the scholars who served the Emperor Qin."
Jie Xuelong asked: "How about writing an article to refute it?"
"How to refute it?" Shi Kefa frowned and asked, "What would the Holy One think?"
Jie Xue Long was speechless, yes, if someone really writes an article to refute the theory of Enlightenment at Meishan, what would the Holy One think? You scholars, Longchang Enlightenment, are allowed, but I, Meishan Enlightenment, are not allowed?
In the end, Shi Kefa said: "I'll wait and see."
"Yes, let's see." Gao Hongtu also reacted, "Yangming Gong also first established the three immortalities of virtue, meritorious service, and words, and achieved the status of a saint, and then he came up with the theory of enlightenment in Longchang."
The implication of Gao Hongtu's words is that whether you understand the Tao or not is not just words, you must have actual achievements.
If Chongzhen did not have sufficiently brilliant civil and martial arts, Meishan Enlightenment would be just a joke, and historians would never admit it after he conquered Bintian.
Speaking of this, Gao Hongtu immediately asked Zhang Youyu: "Jinghan, the Lord hosted a banquet for merchants from all over the place last night at Meixiang Tower. How much money was raised in total?"
"No." Zhang Youyu waved his hand.
"You didn't raise even ten thousand taels?" Jiang Yueguang said.
"What?" Xie Xuelong said angrily, "These businessmen are really stingy."
"No, that's not what I mean." Zhang Youyu said quickly, "What I want to say is that the Lord did not raise money at Meixiang Tower last night, he just announced a piece of news."
"News?" Shi Kefa and the other four were stunned when they heard this.
To be honest, the four of them felt that they couldn't keep up with Chongzhen's ideas.
Since the great changes in Meishan, Chongzhen's actions have always been unexpected.
As a result, the four of them couldn't help but secretly wonder, could it be because Meishan regretted his death?
Liar! Gao Hongtu shook his head to drive this thought out of his mind, and asked Zhang Youyu: "What news?"
Zhang Youyu told the truth about what happened in Meixiang Tower last night. After listening, the four pavilion elders fell into a long silence. They had to digest this matter again.
The Holy Spirit actually issued debts? This was something they never expected.
Gao Hongtu suddenly wanted to take a closer look at Chongzhen's brain.
Holy lord, what are you hiding in your mind?
…
Kang Wanwan also fell into thinking for a long time.
But after thinking for a long time, Kang Baiwan still couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask: "Girl, please make it more clear."
"Dad, the truth is actually not difficult to understand. You just didn't think of it." The girl patiently explained, "We might as well do a simple calculation first. Suppose the Holy Spirit issued bonds four times within a year, each time with 20 million.
Eighty million in total.”
"Then by the end of the second year, the Holy Spirit will have to pay a total of 24 million principal and interest, leaving a balance of 56 million."
"Then at the end of the fourth year, the Holy Spirit needs to pay another 40 million in principal and interest, and now there are only 16 million left."
"Then by the end of the sixth year, the Holy One still needs to pay 60 million in principal and interest. At this time, there is already a deficit of 44 million, and the Holy One can only use the pledged official land as payment."
"The above calculations must have a prerequisite."
"That means none of the money from the bond issuance has been spent."
"But how could the Holy One not spend it? This is salary."
"So, there is no need to wait until the sixth year, there will be a crisis in the fourth year!"
"Once there is a run, the merchants will find that there is not that much pledged official land, and then the credibility of the Holy Emperor will be completely ruined. I am afraid that returning tax money like Yangzhou will be useless, and the issuance of debt will no longer be possible.
Continue."
"No, no, no, no, no." Kang Baiwan said, "Girl, you made a mistake in your calculation. You missed one thing. In the second, third, and fourth years, bonds can be issued, so the Holy Spirit will still have enough
The money was used to repay the principal and interest.”
"Dad, it's not like that." The girl shook her head, "Although what you said is right, it can only delay the arrival of the crisis, but cannot prevent it from happening. This move by the Holy One really hides a fatal crisis."
"Nonsense, how can a little girl like you easily comprehend His Majesty's profound meaning?"
Kang Wanwan decisively stood by Chongzhen this time, and then asked: "You just need to tell Dad whether the bonds can be sold?"
The girl said: "The hustle and bustle in the world is for profit, and the bustling world is for profit. As long as the Holy Spirit can repeat the tax refund in Nanjing like Yangzhou, this issue of bonds will definitely be sold. After all,
With such a high interest rate, I’m afraid not a single gentry merchant in the eight prefectures and states south of the Yangtze River can refuse.”
…
What Chongzhen had to do this time was not only to return taxes and money, but also to sacrifice prisoners.
Returning tax money is just to rebuild credibility, but using official land north of the Yellow River as an anchor to issue bonds, credibility alone is not enough, it must also provide strong confidence to the Jin gentry and merchants.
Without providing confidence to the Jin gentry and failing to make the Jiangnan Jin gentry believe that the imperial court had the ability to restore the capital, then the issuance of bonds would be a one-shot deal, and Xuzhou would be unsustainable after all four million acres of official land were sold.
Therefore, the Jiangnan Jin gentry must be convinced that the imperial court has the ability to conquer Youyan in the north and regain the capital.
By noon the next day, that is, July 17, the 17th year of Chongzhen, more than a thousand slave captives escorted by Gong Yonggu, Liu Wenbing and other nobles as well as Xu Dingguo and other military generals finally arrived.
Chongzhen also made a lot of preparations for this sacrifice of prisoners.
This included selecting three thousand border troops from Xia Town and escorting the prisoners south.
In order to build up momentum, Chongzhen spent a lot of money on three thousand frontier troops.
Each person has a tall horse, a set of straight body armor, and a tassel gun. Each person wears a large bow seized from Jiannu on his waist, a waist knife, and a long knife.
It’s so majestic!
Each one of them seems to have stepped out of a New Year picture, and they can directly become door gods!
Seeing such a mighty Ming Dynasty army approaching, the Nanjing people who crowded outside Jinchuan Gate and on top of the city to watch the ceremony suddenly burst into cheers like a tsunami.
The huge sound can really pierce people's eardrums.
Shi Kefa, Gao Hongtu and other officials, as well as Wei Guogong Xu Hongji, Baoguo Gong Zhu Guobi and other dignitaries also had ups and downs in their hearts. How long has it been since Nanjing held such a grand ceremony?
Amid the cheers of the officials, gentry and common people, a group of Yiding came out of Jinchuan Gate.
The first one to walk was Chongzhen. Chongzhen put on that armor again today.
Ever since he came to this world through time travel, Chongzhen has never worn the emperor's crown uniform once. He always wears this armor on important occasions.
Chongzhen, wearing golden mountain armor and golden doudou, was like a majestic god of war riding a horse. The Nanjing gentry people crowded inside and outside Jinchuan Gate once again cheered.
However, this time the people were cheering for their emperor.
"Long live! Long live! Long live!" the people shouted at the top of their lungs.
Then, a scene occurred that shocked the officials and nobles present.
The people of Nanjing had just started cheering. The three thousand frontier troops marching slowly from the opposite side, who had been motionless just now, suddenly started cheering too.
"Long live! Long live, long live, long live!"
The three thousand soldiers of the border army were cheering, and at the same time, they were beating the armor on their bodies with their long knives or waist knives, trying to make as much noise as possible to enhance their prestige.
The huge momentum and murderous aura simply penetrated the sky.
Shi Kefa couldn't help but look at each other and Gao Hongtu, and both saw a hint of worry in the other's eyes.
I really didn’t expect that the Holy Emperor, who had been guarding the border for only a few months, would have such prestige in the hearts of the border soldiers! Could it be that our Ming Dynasty is really going to give birth to another Emperor Chongzhen?
Amidst cheers, Chongzhen rode his horse and walked slowly to the frontier soldiers.
Seeing His Majesty the Emperor so close at hand, Yang Ponu and other border soldiers almost went crazy.
Chongzhen slowly raised his right hand, and the cheers of the three thousand frontier soldiers stopped abruptly. Only the Nanjing people in the distance were still cheering hysterically: Long live.
Chongzhen slowly turned his horse's head, facing Nanjing, facing Shi Kefa, Xu Hongji and other Nanjing officials and nobles, and also facing hundreds of thousands of people in Nanjing. Behind Chongzhen, he slowly spread out towards the two wings.
There were 3,000 frontier troops and more than 1,000 slave prisoners of war tied in a string with ropes.
This is an incredible background painting.
A Portuguese missionary who had just arrived in Nanjing quickly unloaded his luggage and set up his easel.
With just a few strokes, the outline of the picture under the prisoner's palace has already appeared on the paper.
Besides, outside the Jinchuan Gate, Wang Duo, the Minister of Rites, ran forward with a piece of edict and came to the lined-up Jiannu prisoners of war. After announcing loudly, the prisoner presentation ceremony entered the final stage, which was also the climax of the ceremony.
At the end of the prisoner presentation ceremony, the emperor decided whether to live or die: one thought of heaven and one thought of hell.
More than a thousand frontier soldiers had dismounted and taken up positions, standing behind the Jiannu prisoners of war.
The sharp waist knife has also been unsheathed, and the sharp blade is already hanging over the prisoner's head.
"Keng!" Amidst the clear sound of metal friction, Chongzhen slowly drew out the sword from his waist.
"The dignity of the Ming Dynasty cannot be desecrated. Anyone who offends our Ming Dynasty will be punished no matter how strong he is! Kill!" As Chongzhen spit out the word "kill", more than a thousand waist knives were chopped off instantly, and more than a thousand heads rolled to the ground at the same time.
The people of Nanjing are really going crazy now. Long live the Ming Dynasty!
