The calligraphy of Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty?
When Zhan Hui and others saw the stamps held in the hands of the emperor's grandson, they couldn't change their minds for a while.
But Zhu Yuanzhang on the side couldn't help laughing after hearing Zhu Yunxi's idea, and then stared at him helplessly.
"You kid, you asked us to write the name of Bingyu Jelly for you earlier. But now that you have tasted the sweetness, you want us to write these stamps for you now?"
The emperor probably already agreed with the emperor's grandson's suggestion.
Zhan Hui, who is the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and is also in charge of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, immediately said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the Emperor's grandson is very intelligent and has a good way of collecting money for the court. If you don't compete for profits with the people, but make money for the court, you can make more money."
The people all over the world look up to His Majesty’s calligraphy. This is a great kindness.”
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at his Minister of Etiquette and hummed: "You are the best at flattering."
Zhan Hui smiled awkwardly, hadn't he already been flattered?
Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhan Hui and others with a reserved expression, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not just grandpa's calligraphy. You all were born as Jinshi in the imperial dynasty, and each of your calligraphy has its own style and charm. I heard that several ministers are proficient in painting.
If the imperial court implements the system of stamps, I think that in addition to my grandfather's calligraphy, I will naturally ask you to help me with this matter, add more pens and calligraphy, and express your paintings, so that the literary talents of your ministers can be displayed in front of the world.
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Oh yo yo!
Awesome!
This is a great thing to do with Rong Youyan and to be exposed in front of the world together with His Majesty’s calligraphy.
For a time, Zhan Hui and others became excited after considering the risks and benefits of the post station restructuring.
The risk is almost zero, and the imperial court is open to the public, but their writing style, calligraphy and painting can be compared with His Majesty. There are countless scholars in the world who have studied hard for decades. I wonder how many people can win such an honor. p>
This is a more honorable and prestigious thing than the emperor giving them generous rewards.
Zhan Hui, Zhao Mian, Ru Yu and others immediately bowed and handed over their hands.
"The emperor's grandson is kind and wise, but my clumsy pen and simple ink can be appreciated by the emperor's grandson. I am frightened and thank you."
The prince, who was basking in the sun beside him, finally had a smile on his lips and nodded silently.
Then, he calmed down and focused on the book in his hand again.
Zhu Yuanzhang rolled his eyes in displeasure and said with a groan: "Normally, whenever you get compliments, you always refuse them. Now this guy just wants you to work for him, but everyone has started to thank you." p>
Even Zhao Mian, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, who was usually good at calculations, raised his hands with joy and said: "Your Majesty, I am so appreciated by the emperor's grandson that my clumsy pen can be put together with your majesty's calligraphy and circulate among people all over the world.
During this period, I have read these decades of sage articles as if they have not been in vain. This is the greatest pursuit and glory of our sage disciples in our lives."
Zhan Hui and others nodded repeatedly at the side. No matter how they used to compete with each other in the court, Zhao Mian's explanation at this moment was what they were thinking.
What is the purpose of reading?
Naturally, it is for the purpose of becoming an official, for the sake of establishing a good government for the world, or for becoming a prince.
But more importantly, for the sake of his posthumous reputation, he can one day become a sage respected by scholars all over the world.
Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled. This group of scholars is always like this, paying special attention to the invisible and intangible reputation.
He just wanted to allow the imperial court to open up more resources, and he had no intention of reacting to this.
Instead, he turned to look at his good grandson.
Zhu Yuanzhang said with his examination and curiosity: "My dear grandson, you have come up with the restructuring of the inn. Since these people don't object, then we will allow it."
Just when Zhu Yunxi was about to stand up to thank him, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand and pushed him down.
Then, Zhu Yuanzhang began to ask: "My dear grandson, how much do you plan to price these stamps, these residence tickets, and deposit tickets?"
Zhu Yunxi nodded, he already had a plan in his mind, and explained: "The court must confirm the size of each post station in advance for check-in and check-in deposit. The accommodation must be divided into three, six, or nine grades, and the warehouse storage must also be determined.
The area below. Since it is a benevolent government run by the imperial court, the price is naturally lower than the ordinary price. This is considered a benevolent government."
Zhu Yuanzhang agreed with satisfaction: "That's what it means. The imperial court does not want to compete with the people for profit. If it can facilitate the Ming merchants and the people, it doesn't matter if they make less. It's better than nothing."
Until now, without seeing with his own eyes what kind of benefits Zhu Yunxi's postal reform of the postal station will bring, Zhu Yuanzhang still only thinks that this is his good grandson who wants to raise money for his Longevity Festival. p>
This is not because of his lack of ability and vision.
It was because of the limitations of this era that Zhu Yuanzhang was unable to realize the potential energy that the station could bring.
He then said, "Then how do you plan to price these stamps?"
Zhu Yunxi replied again: "My grandson thinks that the ordinary stamps that are convenient for people to send letters can be sold for five yuan. As for grandpa's limited edition calligraphy treasures and the calligraphy paintings of your ministers, my grandson thinks they should be priced higher." p>
As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi pondered: "My grandson thinks that one hundred taels for grandpa's calligraphy stamps is not a small price! As for the stamps of your servants, depending on your rank and production quantity, the price ranges from ten taels to fifty taels."
Wait, it’s probably OK.”
One hundred taels can only buy such a small stamp?
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of surprise, and he suddenly doubted whether his calligraphy could be sold for such a high price.
Even Zhan Hui and others hesitated.
"Emperor Grandson, the price is so high, do those merchants and gentry really know how to buy it?"
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "It has been twenty-four years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. The people have gradually become richer, and the families of merchants and gentry have quite a lot of money and food. However, the calligraphy stamps of Grandpa and you are not produced in many quantities, and they are not produced frequently, but only for the New Year.
Or we can make them for sale on special days."
"With my grandfather's holy name and the virtuous names of all my ministers and ministers, I am afraid that the court will face the problem not of not being able to sell, but of too many people buying..."
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Speaking of this, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but think that he had seen countless commemorative tickets and coins, and he went to the prescribed places to buy them, but he was not able to buy them once.
You can know how enthusiastic the people of the Central Plains are for this kind of things with specialness, commemorative value, and collection value.
That's the calligraphy of the old emperor! Here are the pen and ink paintings of the adults of the Central Palace Hall!
This is something that ordinary people can come into contact with on a daily basis.
Zhu Yunxi even wondered whether those people who bought the old man's calligraphy treasures would enshrine them once he started selling them.
He even thought that once the postal reform of the postal station was completely stable, every time a new minister took office in the imperial court, a corresponding set of commemorative stamps would be developed.
Maybe by then, these elders in the court will not compete with each other on how many rewards they have received or whether they have been promoted, but rather who has sold more stamps and whose prices are higher.
Not to mention, the Ming Dynasty is now engaged in continuous conquests, and every time there is a victory or triumph, the court can also issue commemorative stamps.
This is all money!
Just need to install nuclear power!
Zhan Hui and others recalled Zhu Yunxi's explanation and couldn't help but think about it.
These people like me are all ministers of the Ming Dynasty. Usually, the people below can't find a way to curry favor with them. Now that they have their calligraphy and painting stamps for sale, I am afraid that it is true as the emperor Taisun said, as long as they are released.
, will be robbed wildly.
Zhu Yuanzhang took the final decision: "We agree to this matter. You can take the Hanlin Academy and the Ministry of Rites to handle this matter."
Got.
The old man must still have the same attitude that whoever raises the issue will resolve it.
I have to take care of the Longevity Festival at the moment, and now I am taking on the responsibility of reorganizing the inn and promoting stamps.
Zhu Yunxi muttered in his heart and stood up to accept the order and thank him.
Then he turned back and looked around, and finally looked at Xie Jin, a Hanlin bachelor who was already looking panicked.
When Xie Jin shouted something bad in his heart.
Zhu Yunxi had already opened his mouth and said: "Xie Xie, since you are from the Imperial Academy, this matter will be left to you. If you want to get the paintings and calligraphy treasures of grandpa and the ministers in the court in the next two days, take the Imperial Academy with you."
The hospital and the Ministry of Etiquette, seize the time to get things done."
They are all the future cabinet team. Zhu Yunxi swore that he made this decision because he wanted to train Xie Jin and them in advance and put more burdens on them.
Xie Jin, who had a bad intuition but was finally suppressed by the incident, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, then raised his head and cupped his hands and said: "I accept your order."
On the side, Xia Yuanji, the head of the Department of Cleaning and Officials of the Ministry of Revenue, who has been busy these days, is hiding aside and can't help but snicker.
I asked you Jie Jin to brag about being a member of the Hanlin Academy all day long. You only need to study books and history every day.
The Emperor’s Longevity Festival is coming soon. If you can’t do this, I’ll let the Emperor’s grandson chop off your head later!
Xie Jin had no idea how his best friend was slandering him in his heart, and his eyes suddenly locked on Xia Yuanji, who was having fun at the side.
Xia Yuanji's heart skipped a beat, thinking that his thoughts were known to the other party, so he quickly calmed down and whispered: "What do you want to do, Mr. Gentleman?"
Xie Jin smiled: "The emperor's grandson left this matter to us, but I remember that the emperor's grandson left it to Brother Wei Zhe last time to handle the matter of the inn. I'd like to ask Brother Wei Zhe for your hard work these days.
Please give us the details of the post stations in Zhili as soon as possible."
"..." Xia Yuanji, who was secretly happy at first, suddenly showed bitterness.
How come in the end, I was still involved in this matter, and I actually forgot about it!
And on the other side.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the prototype of the stamp brought by Zhu Yunxi with great joy.
He didn't realize at all that he was still despising Zhan Hui and others' emphasis on reputation. At this time, he was already thinking that his calligraphy would one day enter thousands of households in the Ming Dynasty.
After just thinking about it for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and said: "My dear grandson, if this post station is restructured and the business of selling stamps becomes prosperous, it will definitely occupy the original responsibilities of the post station in the middle of the court. By then, the post station will be filled with ordinary people.
Merchants, if they encounter the submission of war military reports, I'm afraid there will still be chaos."
Zhu Yunxi changed his mind and immediately said without thinking: "Increase the manpower at the station over there!"
"Increase manpower at the station?"
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately frowned: "In this case, wouldn't it just increase the cost of the station?"