Yuzhu sat on a stone bench in the bamboo forest. On the stone table in front of him, there were tea cups and various snacks.
As a senior gourmet, Yuzhu knows how to enjoy life. In the garden, no matter where Yuzhu goes, his personal eunuch Qin Ding will carry two red-painted food boxes filled with his favorite food.
of delicacies.
In the capital city in the twelfth lunar month, the wind was biting. However, Yuzhu did not feel the cold at all. Because, under his official uniform, Yuzhu was wearing a special goose down suit.
This kind of goose down jacket is lined with homespun cloth and filled with several kilograms of goose down. Not only that, outside the official uniform, Yuzhu also wears a large sable fur cloak and a red fox fur scarf at the collar.
Because he has to walk in the snow for a long time, the thick-soled official boots on Yuzhu's feet are also high-end goods made of waterproof tarpaulin, goose down and cotton.
In the winter in the capital, it snows almost every day. The old church members who come to see you in the garden must get off their sedan chairs and walk when they arrive at the gate of the garden.
Lao Zhongtang all wear traditional homespun thick-soled official boots. Whenever there is snow, the homespun uppers and soles of the boots will get wet.
Over time, the feet must have been covered with frostbite, which made the old teachers miserable. Yuzhu took a sip of the warm tea, picked up a piece of rose cake, and just stuffed it into his mouth when he saw Zhang Hongxu running over panting.
"Master Xizhu, Long Live Master has called you over." Zhang Hongxu bowed his head obediently. Yuzhu nodded and said calmly: "You go back to Khan's Ama, and then you can say that I have rested enough before going over."
." Zhang Hongxu rolled his eyes in anxiety, but he was helpless.
So far, the only person who dares to make the old emperor wait is Yuzhu, except for the deposed prince. Zhang Hongxu does not dare to leave at all.
He was afraid that if he went back alone, he would be beaten hard by the old emperor, so he simply lowered his head and waited for Yuzhu to rest enough before talking.
Yuzhu slowly ate another piece of mung bean cake and drank half a cup of warm tea, then slowly stood up and walked back.
The young eunuch Qin Ding stayed there to collect the things on the stone table. Another young eunuch, Yan Lin, held a hand warmer with silver frost charcoal inside and followed Yuzhu step by step.
As soon as Yuzhu stepped into the door, he saw Zhang Tingyu kneeling by the door, with his hat also taken off. Hey, Hengchen, with your little mind, how dare you challenge me?
"Your Majesty Yuzhu, I respectfully send you your holy greetings."
"Yin Li!" When Yuzhu stood up straight, the old emperor said coldly: "The honorifics I have always given are just changing the literal letters up and down. This is a bad habit that has been passed down through the ages, specifically to deceive the unlearned emperors, thinking that
It is an honorific title, but it actually does not have any dignity. Nowadays, the army is deployed in the western region of the country. The officers and soldiers are wearing strong armor and fighting hard in the summer and cold. They have toiled for a long time. The people have traveled long distances with heavy loads and are very tired. In addition, there are many places
The people are even more affected by the disaster. In this case, the only way to benefit the people is to repair and manage the provinces, so there is nothing worth celebrating! Some humble and shameless people think that holding a celebration will bring special favors and want to gain something; some even more
They thought that the 60th Anniversary Celebration must implement a lenient policy, and took the opportunity to commit murder intentionally. It can be seen that celebrating is of no benefit." Just reading this passage, it is indeed easy for ordinary people to feel grateful for the emperor's great kindness.
In fact, the old emperor built a lot of buildings, built palaces one after another, and admitted beauties one after another.
Not to mention anything else, just to make the ten thousand year auspicious soil water-permeable and rebuild it cost millions more taels of silver.
"Khan Ama Shengming." Yuzhu deliberately did not express his position clearly and just kept praising the saint.
"Although the ancient Yao and Shun were not as good as Yao and Shun!" Before the old emperor could ask, Yuzhu said again: "Old Khan Ama, you have a great empire, and you should be celebrated by the whole world. In my opinion, it is better to avoid the Shaanxi War.
Gansu money and food?" Zhang Hongxu, who was standing by the door, secretly raised his thumb, Mr. Zhu, he is really taller than Gaojiazhuang!
Troops were being deployed in the northwest, and the soldiers and people from Shaanxi and Gansu were in urgent need of food. Yuzhu's flattery was quite good.
"According to your opinion, as long as money and food are waived, there will be no need to worry about food for the troops in the northwest?" The old emperor asked him coldly, leaning on the jade pillar.
Yuzhu said confidently: "Based on my little experience in managing the economy, as long as the imperial court exempts Shaanxi and Gansu from paying for grain, and then uses money to buy grain, it will definitely be able to collect as much as it wants."
"Why?" The old emperor didn't believe it and continued to ask Yuzhu.
"The land of Shaanxi and Gansu is extremely barren. The few high-yield good fields are in the hands of the gentry. The gentry are afraid of being apportioned by the court, so they will definitely pretend to be poor. If the court entrusts merchants to come forward and openly purchase grain, not only Shaanxi will be affected.
The grain hidden by the Gansu gentry will definitely be sold, and the grain merchants in the Central Plains who want to make profits will also actively transport grain into Shaanxi and Gansu." What Yuzhu said is easy to understand.
In a word, the gentry were worried that the court would take food in vain, so they would rather hide it in warehouses than reveal the fact that there was too much food.
Putting a knife to the neck and forcing the gentry to pay for grain is nothing more than killing the goose and retrieving the eggs. It is a one-time business without capital.
If you want the army to have long-term food supplies, you must also operate in accordance with economic laws. Let me ask you, who gets up early if it is not beneficial?
"Where's the money?" The old emperor was worried that the price of food was too high, but the money was not enough to spend. Yuzhu smiled slightly and explained: "Another ten years have passed. I'm afraid the foundation of the Jiangnan gentry has been almost restored, right?"
After being reminded by Yuzhu, the old emperor suddenly realized.
Confucian scholars from the south of the Yangtze River, who doesn’t have a vast field of fertile land as far as the eye can see? When it comes to cutting leeks, you can’t cut them every day, but you can’t go without cutting them for a long time either.
Cutting one crop every ten years is just right!
"Well, very good. Yang Sen, the governor of Shanxi, is calm, capable, and effective in governance. It seems that he should be transferred to the governor of Jiangsu?" Shanxi in the Qing Dynasty had no coal and only barren mountains. It could not be compared with the fertile and fertile Jiangsu Province.
Yuzhu knew in his heart that the old emperor wanted his disciples to go to Jiangsu and become villains. In the early Ming Dynasty, Hai Rui was sent by Gao Gong to serve as governor of Yingtian.
As a result, Hai Qingtian beat the super corrupt Mr. Xu Jiexu to the point where his face turned pale, his reputation was ruined, and he spit out thousands of hectares of fertile land.
The old emperor wanted to transfer Yang Sen to Jiangsu, just to imitate the old story of Haigang Peak! Yuzhu did not agree immediately, but glanced at Zhang Tingyu who was kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently: "Thank you, my dear, Zhang Hengchen has been here for a long time."
If he is an errand in Beijing and has no experience in local governance, why not order him to go to Jiangsu to commit crimes and perform meritorious service?" When Zhang Tingyu heard this, he rolled his eyes in anxiety, and his vest immediately became soaked.
The arrow shot by Yuzhu was really too vicious. The old emperor thought about it and asked the great scholars from Tongcheng, Anhui, to deal with the great scholars from all over Jiangsu Province. Hehe, it was purely a squabbling among the Han officials!
"That's it." The old emperor told Yuzhu confidently,
"Let's take a look at the decree."
"Hey." After Yuzhu received the decree, he knelt down in front of the little boy beside him and quickly drafted the decree. After the old emperor read the first draft, without changing a word, he ordered Zhang Hongxu to take it and seal it.
Yuzhu had long wanted to kick Zhang Tingyu out of the capital. In his decree, the title given to Zhang Tingyu was only acting governor of Jiangsu.