Chapter 168: Our eldest grandson, is he our eldest grandson?
Yesterday, after Zhu Ying left, Lan Yu and Lan Shi chatted for a long time and talked a lot.
In fact, in Lan Yu's heart, she was surprised by Zhu Ying's appearance, but other than that, she didn't know anything else...
Unlike Li Jinglong, Lan Yu was not aware of the existence of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce.
That's why today's Lan Yu is so shocked after seeing the tip of Zhu Ying's iceberg.
Once the matchlock guns were mass-produced and became popular, Lan Yu, who was proficient in military affairs, understood that this would change the pattern of war.
The training of the matchlock is too simple and is completely different from that of the crossbowman.
Cultivating a good crossbowman costs a lot of money, and it's hard to compare in terms of damage.
Lan Yu has trained fire gun soldiers, so don't make it too simple. Even a novice can familiarize himself with firing fire guns with just a little training.
The subsequent training is about queues and stability.
At present, there are already many musketeers in the army, and matchlocks can be used without any problems.
"It's too late for the War Bureau today. Let's go to the Gunpowder Department in a few days." Zhu Ying said.
Lan Yu nodded. At this point, it was almost time to go back.
And today's Lan Yu was supposed to go to the morning court, but was delayed because he went to the Gunpowder Department.
As the Left Governor of the Chinese Army Governor's Mansion, no one dared to gossip if he didn't go to work.
As for His Majesty, together with His Highness Changsun, there isn't much of a problem.
Zhu Ying and Ye Yueqing had just arrived at the house and were preparing to enjoy dinner. Guo Zhong, the eunuch who was in charge of rituals in the palace, came over.
Looking at the two little eunuchs behind Guo Zhong carrying big wooden boxes, Zhu Ying said speechlessly: "Can't you just let me have a rest? I've been busy all day today."
Hearing this, Guo Zhong was immediately at a loss. He bowed and said in fear, "Your Highness, please forgive me."
"What's the crime? Okay, let's put it down." Zhu Ying couldn't embarrass him. This was the old man's intention. There was nothing a eunuch could do.
However, Zhu Ying did not have much favorable impression of these memorials.
The emperor in the minds of most people wakes up to hold the power of the world, but lies drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman.
The actual emperor wakes up earlier than a chicken, goes to bed later than a dog, approves endless memorials, and handles endless state affairs.
Occasionally, a natural or man-made disaster occurs, and you have to find ways to solve it.
After placing the wooden box in the study, Zhu Ying said, "I'll look at it later. You can go back to the palace first."
After hearing this, Guo Zhong replied: "Your Majesty explained that these memorials are all related to the 'relief through work' situation. Please check it in detail, His Highness Changsun."
"Okay, I understand. Come and get it tomorrow afternoon." Zhu Ying nodded and replied.
"Follow orders."
After Guo Zhong and others left, Zhu Ying opened the box and took a look. There were hundreds of memorials piled inside.
"It's really uncomfortable. If I had known, it would be better to go to Annan to found the country. The whole system is better, and it is so large. We can't be heavy-handed, so we can only try to build it slowly."
Zhu Ying was a little speechless. The territory of the Ming Dynasty was too vast. The complexity involved in handling many things was completely unpredictable. We could only take it one step at a time.
The old man sent these memorials, and Zhu Ying could guess the meaning. They were just to see if there was any corruption.
Even without looking at these reports, Zhu Ying dared to vouch for the fact that in projects like this, the problem of corruption is definitely very common, but it is just a matter of how much.
If we follow the old man's method and the current results of dealing with corruption, all of these officials who have reported the crime will be executed, one by one.
But Zhu Ying didn't want to do this. Executing too many people at once would cause problems in the grassroots operation of the entire Ming Dynasty.
It was originally similar to the "work-for-relief" method of contracting state-owned projects in later generations, but the detailed profits were too impressive.
Many officials can intervene at will. They can earn a lot of money just by writing some articles on the accounts.
Regarding this matter, he had told the old man before. If his guess was correct, when these projects started, the old man had already arranged for Jin Yiwei to lurk among them to investigate.
Throwing the memorial to yourself now is nothing more than a school test.
It is almost impossible to completely eliminate the problem of corruption. According to the current salary of officials in the Ming Dynasty, if they are not greedy, they will not be able to maintain a decent life at all. At most, they will starve to death.
Han Chuang has been studying hard for more than ten years and just thinking about starving to death will definitely not work.
However, Zhu Ying does not intend to deal with the issue of official salaries at present. Compared with these officials who are starving to death, there are obviously many more people who starve to death.
The reform of salaries and wages should wait until the Ming Dynasty's treasury is full and there is a steady stream of income before we start.
Judging from the experience of later generations, looking at the income of the Ming Dynasty's treasury today, it is actually very easy to generate income.
The simplest thing is for Zhu Ying to transfer the snowflake salt business to the national treasury. Zhu Ying can predict that the overall profits generated will rise, but in fact they are pitifully low.
When Snowflake Salt became a state-owned business, it only enriched the pockets of those salt officials, and due to the messy losses, it is estimated that not even 20% of the profits that can really go to the national treasury.
Thinking of this, Zhu Ying suddenly smiled coldly: "After so many years of benefit from me, it's almost time to spit it out."
In recent years, in order to solve the sales channel problem of snowflake salt, he has secretly given money to the salt official. Not only that, but he has also been charged a commission.
Now, hey, the evidence is solid, no one can run away.
"It seems we can hurry up on this matter. We need to have people keep an eye on it first. It's best to find out where the money is hidden, otherwise it will be a big loss."
Zhu Ying said to herself.
Zhu Ying was very familiar with those corrupt officials. Many corrupt officials belonged to clan forces.
After getting the money, he hid it directly in the family. Even if he died, only so much money could be traced.
Although it is a capital crime, it still benefits the descendants of the family to some extent.
The old man really doesn't understand such a method.
This was the way that aristocratic families accumulated wealth before the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, but after the chaos of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, the aristocratic families became extinct.
Now we have returned to the Han Dynasty, and in the current social environment, to a large extent, the family rules of the clan are stricter than the laws of the Ming Dynasty.
The prototype of the aristocratic family began to gradually emerge after the founding of the Ming Dynasty.
The current Xungui family is the original appearance of the aristocratic family.
After dinner, Zhu Ying encouraged Ye Yueqing a few words and then took her to the study.
"Here are some documents related to firearms. Take a good look at it. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me at any time."
Zhu Ying took out the firearms classics he got from the bookshelf, handed it to Ye Yueqing and said.
Ye Yueqing's previous performance in the war battle was recognized by Zhu Ying.
In the study of firearms, Zhu Ying is currently too far ahead of the times, and it is difficult to find anyone with whom he can communicate. No one can keep up with Zhu Ying's thinking.
"Thank you, boss." Ye Yueqing took it with both hands and said seriously.
Paper is not expensive in the Ming Dynasty, but the knowledge on paper is expensive, especially firearms, which are banned books in the Ming Dynasty. If anyone is found to be learning privately, they will usually be executed directly.
"Study hard. Even though you have never been exposed to firearms, the principles are not difficult to understand. Once you learn it, you can help me."
Zhu Ying said encouragingly. Zhu Ying is actually in need of helpers now.
The development of firearms is naturally the focus, but a series of things such as agriculture, military, education, economy, system, etc. must all be carried out at the same time.
Today's Ming Dynasty has already formed models in these systems, and Zhu Ying can only reform them step by step.
If Annan had founded the country, it would have been done in one step.
"Forget it, take your time, it's useless to think about that. Let me see which chicken is going to be killed today to scare the monkeys."
After arranging Ye Yueqing, Zhu Ying piled the memorials on the desk and began to read them one by one.
They must be killed, and those who are too greedy cannot be left behind.
The so-called killing of chickens to scare monkeys is to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, but it can have some effect. When the Ministry of Industry establishes a separate system responsible for projects, it can also curb the emergence of corruption to a certain extent.
There is a long way to go!
Daming Palace, Qianqing Palace.
"Your Majesty, Lan Yu, pays homage to your Majesty."
Lan Yu did not return to Lan Mansion at this moment. As soon as he separated from Zhu Ying at the Military Battle Bureau, a guard in Jinyi came over to deliver a message, saying that His Majesty had an order for him to enter the palace.
For Zhu Yuanzhang, being in the capital was like observing patterns in the palm of his hand.
As long as there is something he wants to know, Jin Yiwei will try his best to find out.
All actions of Zhu Ying and Lan Yu have always been under Zhu Yuanzhang's control.
"Get up, we urgently summoned you back this time. By now, I think you should understand what is going on."
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, his tone was very friendly.
Zhu Yuanzhang had a high tolerance for all military generals before he turned against him. The Ming Dynasty currently relies on these military generals to guard it.
Seeing His Majesty's familiar smile, Lan Yu felt inexplicably relaxed. After standing up, she said naturally: "Your Majesty, I really didn't expect that His Highness Changsun would be back."
"Today, I accompanied His Highness to the Gunpowder Department. This matchlock gun really convinced me."
Lan Yu looked at the matchlock gun placed on Zhu Yuanzhang's desk and said.
When Zhu Ying arrived at the military battle station, except for one he kept for himself, the rest were given to the eunuchs and brought back to the palace.
"We've tried it, and it's really a good thing. Who else in the world can stop our army?"
Zhu Yuanzhang took the matchlock gun and said with some sigh. His tone became more and more heroic.
When the matchlock gun arrived, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered someone to test the gun. The power displayed shocked Zhu Yuanzhang, who had seen the world.
It's really too terrifying. It's just like a small cannon. The most important thing is accuracy.
Within fifty steps, he can hit almost anywhere, which is enough to be worthy of a crossbowman who has trained for several years, and can even completely replace the existence of a crossbowman.
The output of matchlock guns was very low, but in Zhu Yuanzhang's view, this was nothing at all.
If there are few people, then send more people to increase the output. If there are not enough craftsmen in the capital, then directly recruit them from the local area.
If you can produce a few handfuls a month, you can produce dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of handfuls.
If there are not enough people, then increase the number of people, and no matter what, we must maximize the output.
Hearing this, Lan Yu's eyes lit up and she said, "Your Majesty, if we can have thousands of fire-gun soldiers, we can easily kill an enemy with over ten thousand soldiers."
"I have tried shooting once. With more training, I can shoot calmly even immediately. When the time comes, I will form a fire cavalry team with enough fire bombs."
"Those Mongolian cavalry are just like chickens and dogs. They can't wave their hands."
Lan Yu's words made Zhu Yuanzhang nod slightly. The more he looked at the matchlock gun, the more he liked it.
After studying carefully for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang put down his matchlock gun and asked Lan Yu:
"You have also met our eldest grandson, but what do you think? As an uncle, you played with him when you were a child, so you are familiar with him."
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