The voice of trial reform has been echoing for a long time.
Zhu Yunxi himself was also very moved. The world can rise or fall regardless of the people. Without the support of the people, it is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to last forever. And those officials and gentry, even when the dynasty changes, they only need to kneel down easily to continue.
Enjoy this peaceful and prosperous life.
He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang sincerely, sighed, and then expressed his vision full of hope.
"The country is rich in resources, but the people will never be rich!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's brows moved, and his eyes gradually became deeper.
Zhu Biao was sitting in a wheelchair, but his legs that had not recovered yet suddenly trembled.
Zhu Biao's face was indistinguishable and he muttered in a low voice: "Never give me more gifts..."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and said: "Yes. My grandson, the general situation in Zhejiang Province is that there are few people who own land, but there are many people who work for merchants. There are many people who have no land. Under such circumstances, how can we continue to levy land tax on the people. Food grows from the fields and is not created out of thin air. No matter who occupies the land, the court only levies a fixed amount of tax on the land, and the local government can no longer use any means to hide it from the court. The court's annual income from acres of land also has a base figure. And officials, gentry, and merchants often receive preferential treatment. It is their duty and obligation to pay taxes according to the amount given by the court."
Speaking of this, Zhu Yunxi looked at the old man: "Grandpa, our family came from Fengyang Guzhuang Village and from the common people. Why only collect their taxes, but not those officials and gentry who are supported by the people of the world?"
Merchants receive preferential treatment? How unfair is it to the common people?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered at this time.
He muttered in a low voice: "Come out from the common people... Yes, our family can't forget our roots."
Seeing what the old man said, Zhu Yunxi said excitedly: "Grandpa agrees?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his good grandson and was about to speak.
Sun Gou'er, who was in front, walked in: "Your Majesty, we have arrived at the Central Hall."
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The Jinyiwei Yamen received a report from the Jinyiwei of Zhejiang Province today.
Similarly, the yamen of various departments and departments in Yingtian City also received memorials from Zhejiang Dao one after another like snowflakes today.
Without exception, all of the above mentioned that Zhejiang Province is experiencing a snowstorm, a local civil commotion occurred, and Ningbo Prefecture encountered a Japanese invasion.
Zhan Hui and others walked into the side hall, bowed and lowered their eyebrows to look at the three Tian family members who looked worried, and their hearts tightened slightly.
"I see your majesty, the crown prince, and the emperor's grandson."
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head slightly and glanced at these ministry officials.
"Do you know everything about Zhejiang Road?"
"I already know it."
"Yes." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "We discussed it on the way here. Now it's time to come up with any solutions."
Everyone was suddenly confused. The emperor did not reprimand them for their incompetence as soon as he opened his mouth. Zhejiang Road was incompetent, which caused changes in the place. Instead, he skipped the reprimand and directly asked for their opinions.
As the chief civil servant of the court, Zhan Hui stepped forward cautiously, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I think that now we need to write Zhejiang Road, appease the local area, open warehouses to provide relief, provide rice and clothing, and build shacks.
, the people who suffered from the snowstorm should not be allowed to freeze in the wild.
The imperial court also needs to allocate money and grain to be transported to Zhejiang Province to provide relief to the people. The Ministry of War and the Governor's Office need to write a letter to the Zhejiang Governor's Office to send troops to strictly guard various places, suppress the chaos, and clear away the Japanese invaders in Ningbo Prefecture."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, this has always been a practice for relief.
He added: "You can calculate how much food the court will spend this time."
Zhao Mian, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, immediately came out: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Ministry of Revenue has calculated that this snow disaster in Zhejiang Province has affected a wide range of areas. Except for Yanzhou and Hengzhou, almost all of Zhejiang Province has been hit by the snow disaster. Zhejiang Province has been affected by the snow disaster.
There is not much grain stored in the official warehouse. The court will spend about 300,000 taels of money and 500,000 shi of grain this time."
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned: "Three hundred thousand taels of silver, five hundred thousand shi of grain...Does the imperial court have so much surplus now?"
The imperial court has been stretched thin over the years, fearing that there will be more local disasters in a year.
Zhao Mian smiled at this time and did not forget to glance at Zhu Yunxi: "Your Majesty, this year's autumn grain has been delivered to the warehouse, and the court can also get the food of half a million shi. As for the money, it was originally in the warehouse.
There are also very few of them. Fortunately, some time ago, the emperor’s grandson contributed to the reconstruction of the inn.
It has been implemented throughout Zhili for several months. It has also been implemented in Zhejiang, Shandong, Henan, Huguang, Jiangxi, and Fujian for more than half a month. The Ministry of Household Affairs has also accumulated a lot of money."
It is rare to hear that the imperial court is not short of food or money, and can calmly provide relief to the disaster.
The worry on Zhu Yuanzhang's face couldn't help but relax, and he saw Zhao Mian mentioning the restructuring of the post station brought about by Guaisun, which had earned so much money for the court.
He couldn't help but chuckle and looked at Zhu Yunxi: "I didn't expect it, but you have made another great contribution."
Zhan Hui spoke up and praised at the right time: "The emperor's grandson worked for the country, and now I can deal with the disaster calmly. It is really a blessing for our dynasty to have the emperor's grandson!"
However, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just smiled and praised the emperor's grandson, suddenly changed his expression.
When he changed, Zhan Hui and others immediately became nervous, wondering what the emperor had thought of.
Just when everyone is panicking.
Zhu Yuanzhang, however, spoke in a serious tone: "The Zhejiang Province Chief Envoy is incompetent! The relief effort was ineffective and forced the people to revolt.
The punishment in Zhejiang was based on the incompetence of the prosecutors, who failed to detect local gentry and merchants pretending to be Japanese pirates and plundering local areas.
The Zhejiang capital commanders are incompetent, the Ningbo government guards are incompetent, and the thieves plunder and invade but are unable to suppress and suppress them!"
With these words, the emperor directly scolded everyone in Zhejiang Road as incompetent.
Just when Zhan Hui wanted to say that disaster relief is now the most important thing and Zhejiang Taoist officials should not be tampered with.
Zhu Yuanzhang said quietly: "It's dead! It's all dead! I don't believe them anymore!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look sideways at his father.
The old man has already decided to implement the system of dividing one person into an acre in Zhejiang Province, paying grain to both officials and gentry, and supervising commercial taxes.
The old man is laying the groundwork!
Zhan Hui and others' expressions changed sharply. The emperor's words were very meaningful. Under the premise that the emperor did not believe in the officialdom of Zhejiang Province, I am afraid there will be changes in the imperial government's aid to Zhejiang Province this time.
Zhan Hui was considered smart. He immediately asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Zhejiang Road was severely hit this time and involved too many areas. Should the imperial court send an imperial envoy to supervise the relief work?"
If the emperor does not trust the Zhejiang Taoist officialdom, then he must be intending to let the imperial court take direct responsibility for disaster relief.
After Zhan Hui finished speaking, Zhao Mian beside him immediately looked at him blankly.
Mr. Zhan is a quick talker, and he always speaks in accordance with His Majesty's wishes.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "We do have this intention, but we are just selecting the imperial envoy..."
Zhu Yunxi knelt down in front of the old man.
"Grandpa, as the grandson of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, my grandson is responsible for supervising the country. This time, there are thousands of people in the Ming Dynasty in Zhejiang Province who are suffering from hunger and suffering from the cold winter. My grandson is willing to volunteer to go to Zhejiang Province to provide relief for the disaster!" The emperor loves his grandson so much, so it is impossible for him to go to Zhejiang Province where a civil commotion has taken place at this time.
Zhan Hui thought in his mind and immediately said: "Your Majesty, the emperor's grandson is the foundation of the country. At this time, the situation of the disaster in Zhejiang Road is unknown. I thought that I should choose another mature person in the court to go to Zhejiang Road to supervise the disaster relief."
Zhu Yunxi also wanted to grab this job so that he could personally go to Zhejiang to implement the trial reform.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang was already one step ahead and said: "We think so too. The DPRK should send important officials to frighten Zhejiang Province and prevent Xiaoxiao from causing chaos."
Having said this, Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at his beloved grandson who was kneeling next to him to invite him out of the capital.
Then he looked at Zhan Hui and others: "We are thinking, our second son is in Beijing now, let him go to Zhejiang Road, what do you think?"
King Qin?
Let him go to Zhejiang Province to provide disaster relief for the court?
Zhan Hui and others couldn't help but hesitate.
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang said again: "Although we don't like the second one, it is enough to scare the Zhejiang Dao. Let's ask the emperor's grandson, Tang Li, to go there as his deputy."
Zhu Yunxi, who was still kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but open his mouth.
After the old man said this, he did not object to his request.
He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.
My good second uncle has to take the blame for me again this time.