Daming: I became Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang had already prepared for the dispatch of troops to Dongpu this time, and the subsequent dispatch of caravans to colonize there.

If it fails, it may cost people and money, and may also cause a certain degree of loss. After all, this kind of cross-sea operation often costs millions of taels of silver.

He had thought about it a long time ago, even if he failed, the big deal would be to start with himself and let Da Ming suffer for a while.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Tao suddenly said something.

"Whether it's our family's business or the Ming Dynasty caravan, it's very risky to sail overseas simply because you want to support yourself alone, but there are ways to solve this dilemma."

Originally, Zhu Yuanzhang was most worried about this matter, his eyes lit up after hearing Zhu Tao's words, and he asked quickly.

"Tao'er, tell me quickly, how can this be solved. Your father and I are now the Duke of Fuguo in Daming, and the caravan of the famous name is also short of money. I can write your opinion to the emperor."

Zhu Tao also knew that his father was a complete royalist, and he was used to hearing this, so there was nothing awkward about it.

He smiled and said: "The investment in such a long-distance voyage is very large, and it is difficult for a family to bear the risk alone. If everyone joins in a partnership and invests in shares, when there is a profit, everyone will eat the profit together. If there is a loss, everyone will bear it together. risk."

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a long sigh. It's not that he hadn't thought about this method, but he didn't think it was possible to do it in practice.

"Tao'er, if it's purely our family's business, it's no problem at all to find some partners, but how does Daming's voyage team find partners, and who can be qualified to be Daming's partners?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's words seemed to be asking Zhu Tao, but also seemed to be asking himself. He really couldn't understand this level.

Is it the king's land in the whole world, is it the king's ministers on the shore of the land, all the wealth and subjects in the world belong to him, is it true that he wants to give the partnership rights of the Ming caravan to those ordinary people?

Zhu Tao smiled, and he patiently explained to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"The imperial court can let all officials and people buy shares in the form of stock trading, and then they can be responsible for their own profits and losses. There are more people involved, which reduces the country's risks. It is nothing more than if there is profit-making income, it will also reduce some income relative to the treasury. That's all."

Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it, and although he was still hesitant, he could basically agree with Zhu Tao's point of view.

So he said to Zhu Tao: "Your idea is quite good. I will give a memorial to the court. As for whether it will be adopted at that time, that is a matter for discussion between His Majesty and the chief ministers of the cabinet."

Fang Xiaoru listened with a dazed look on his face, the emperor called Zhu Tao one by one here, and still refused to reveal his identity, what the hell is this.

But Zhu Tao didn't pay attention to Fang Xiaoru, who is now a clerk. After thinking about it, he had one more thing to ask his father.

"You have to write it down in the paperwork for the imperial court. If you want to find these small shareholders, you have to find people who are law-abiding. Otherwise, if you lose money, it will be troublesome if they don't admit it. "

In fact, there is no need to worry about this at all. After all, the court's share delivery is not the same as ordinary business cooperation.

Even if it is a loss, whoever dares to make trouble with the court is not an ordinary business dispute. If it is a big hat, it can be described by a special term, that is, rebellion.

Having said that, basically this topic can come to an end, Zhu Tao looked at everyone and said with a smile.

"It's time to eat. Let's chat while eating. Mr. Song hasn't been here for a long time. It's time to try my new craft."

Fang Xiaoru looked at Zhu Tao from the side, and it seemed that he didn't care about his own food after hearing this.

Fortunately, Song Lian did not forget that he was a student, and said to Zhu Tao with a smile.

"Fang Zhaocai is also a buddy who has been with our family for a long time, so let's have dinner at the same table. The young master doesn't mind."

Zhu Tao didn't think too much about it. It was just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks, which was nothing to worry about.

Everyone was chatting while eating, and the unpleasant topic just now had obviously been overturned.

But Fang Xiaoru was useless by Zhu Tao, and he almost became a teacher himself. This matter is not over yet, so naturally he wants to find a place.

Anyway, I can be regarded as a leader in the literary world. If the younger generation of Hanlin rookies lose face here, it will be difficult to pick it up later.

Since you can’t compare to Zhu Tao in discussing the national economy and the people’s livelihood, let’s compare him to what I’m best at: writing poetry!
Eating mandarin duck hot pot and drinking the draft beer brewed by Zhu Tao himself, Fang Xiaoru also had a big meal, thinking that the young master in front of him might as well be a cook, so as not to make people feel uncomfortable here.

After drinking a glass of beer, Fang Xiaoru looked at everyone present, and then said to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"My lord, today I was enlightened after being taught by the young master. It's like enlightenment. Why don't I present a poem and let the young master correct me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Fang Xiaoru had lost face in front of Zhu Tao, and wanted to find a place for himself, so he nodded.

Fang Xiaoru also recited in a soft voice quite complacently: "If you lie down on your pillow for thirty days and don't wear the crown, you will face the golden throne again when you dream of the soul. Suddenly, I heard that there is a grand event and sit in clothes. Today, the imperial court set up an admonishment officer."

Song Lian felt that the poem he wrote had a profound artistic conception, and he deserved to be a scholar of the Hanlin Academy.

But unexpectedly Zhu Tao frowned, looking at Fang Xiaoru helplessly.

Zhu Tao said to himself, this guy is just an accountant, but he is quite an official fan. If he really has that ability, why do you have to be an apprentice with Mr. Song, wouldn't it be more fragrant to go to the exam to be a scholar?
However, I didn't want to say anything more on this topic, so I nodded and said noncommittally.

"This poem has a high artistic conception and a far-reaching purpose. It is quite good. If you work hard in my academy, I can give you more year-end awards at the end of the year. Teach well, you still have a bright future. "

Fang Xiaoru was also very proud of his poems. He wanted to get everyone to praise him more, but he didn't expect to get such a reply, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

For Zhu Tao's words, Zhu Yuanzhang naturally agrees very much. This Fang Xiaoru is too sour and Confucian, so he can make the best use of him as a teacher.

"Recruiting wealth, just follow Tao'er and work hard, he will not treat you badly, besides, your talents and learning are considered to be very good, and you can be considered to have room to display it, which is much better than being an apprentice in the accountant."