I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

My great-grandfather, just say what you want, don't engage in such vain things, we are timid, but we can't stand being scared.

"Nephew, you can just say what you want to do, don't use these useless words!"

Zhu Gaoxu did not understand the nervousness of the ministers.

It is well known that he was corrupt and drank the blood of soldiers. The old man knew it all and didn't do anything to him. Even if Zhu Zhangui had real evidence, he couldn't do anything to him.

Casting a glance at his second uncle Zhu Gaoxu, who was fanning with his sleeves, Zhu Zhangui said unhappily.

"Second Uncle, there is an ice stove over there, can you stay there? Can you not interrupt me, be careful, I will tell Grandpa, you hinder his plan!"

The old man is fine, and Zhu Zhangui and his son can't possibly take him down. Zhu Gaoxu's panic disappeared instantly, and he became full of confidence.

Although he was full of confidence, he really didn't dare to obstruct the old man's plan.

If the old man finds out, at least it will be a hell of a meal.

With a soft snort, not knowing if he understood the irony in Zhu Zhangui's words, Zhu Gaoxu walked carelessly to the ice stove in the corner, took out a glass of iced watermelon juice, and drank it deliciously.

While drinking and greeting, Zhu Gaosui was still standing in the battle squad.

"The third one hurry over here, there is watermelon juice here, haha, the boss still has this habit after so many years, always likes to put his drinks in the ice oven in summer!"

Zhu Gaosui bared his rabbit teeth at Zhu Pangpang Zhu Zhangui, and ran over cheerfully, took out a cup and leaned against the ice stove, and drank it happily.

The two were completely relieved.

As long as the old man is alive, Zhu Zhangui can't do anything to them.

Even if the old man is really gone, it is impossible for Zhu Pangpang to attack him so quickly.

As for the boss, what if he also leaves early?

Cold salad, anyway, a day is a day.

Seeing the handsome two people, King Ning raised his legs and wanted to go there, but he accidentally saw Zhu Zhangui's face as black as the bottom of a pot, and retracted his feet resentfully.

Zhu's fourth grandson dare not take him, how about these two uncles, but it doesn't mean he dare not take him, his seventeenth grandfather, under the knife.

This little brat is holding back his anger at this time, if he shows up, he might have to take a knife on himself.

Forget it, cowardice is for a while, let's talk about Zhu Lao Si's death.

The atmosphere created with great difficulty was destroyed by the two bastards, Zhu Zhangui didn't bother to play with the crowd anymore, and waved to Ji Gang next to him.

A group of brocade guards came out with a large pile of documents, handing out a copy to everyone they passed by.

In addition to the palace, the low-level officials and family representatives outside also each took a copy.

"This is a piece of information, which records some things that everyone knows, or things that are not very clear!"

While Jinyiwei was sending out, Zhu Zhangui walked to another ice stove and took out a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water.

Nima, it's really hot today.

Perhaps because of the large number of people, the hall was very stuffy.

Zhu Zhangui's clothes were already soaked with sweat.

If he didn't have something to deal with, he really didn't want to huddle together with these elders to discuss things.

Under the light, the officials who got the documents saw the words on the cover.

The cause of the empire's downfall.

Seeing this topic, many people are at a loss.

Is it because of such a trivial matter to call everyone over with great effort.

After drinking a few sips of water, Zhu Zhangui stretched out his hand to let everyone take a look first.

Yang Shiqi opened the file in his hand.

The title of the first page made his body tremble.

Land annexation!

This is a case told in the form of a short story.

The protagonist of the story is a small family.

A long time ago, the world was in chaos, and this small family was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

By chance, a child of a small family took refuge in a prince, and then relied on his ingenuity to make suggestions and gradually gained certain rights.

Later, this prince pacified the world, and the children of this small family were rewarded and became a small nobleman.

The children of the small family who knew how to cook rabbits and dogs did not continue to be officials in the court, but returned to their hometowns on the grounds of being ill.

He used the money he had gained over the years to set up private schools and educate his children.

With more than ten years of cultivation, the children of the family have grown into talents from generation to generation, and they have held various positions in the court.

Because the imperial court imposed heavy agricultural taxes on the common people, in order to avoid the agricultural tax, the common people around the small family invested all their land property in the names of the famous people of this family, thus avoiding the imperial court's tax collection.

After a year or two, 1/10 of the land in the county where the family is located has come under their name.

The land tax collected every year is a lot of money.

But people are greedy. After getting so much, they still want to get more, and want to leave some family property for future generations.

In a certain year, there was a famine in the family's location. The small family saw an opportunity and took advantage of the famine to buy the land of the victims at an extremely low price.

After the victims had finished eating the food, they used the food to lure each other into selling themselves as slaves.

After the year of the catastrophe passed, half of the land in the county where the small family was located was under the name of this small family, making this family the largest landlord in the county.

The victims who escaped the famine had no land under their names, so they could only become tenants of this family.

Gradually, the family's reputation and prestige surpassed that of the county government and became the most influential force in the county.

The county magistrates who come here to take office all have to act according to the face of this family.

If anyone dares to offend this family, they will be put on shoes by the sons of this family who are officials in the court.

Hundreds of years later, the family is getting bigger and bigger.

Even the land of a state capital belongs to this family.

Huge wealth, coupled with the inheritance of poems and books, has made this family from a small family to the local state capital, and it is the most famous family in the world.

Later, the dynasty fell and a new dynasty was established.

Due to the abundance of talents and reputation of this family, in order to win over this family, the new dynasty chose to turn a blind eye to all the evil things it did. Even if some could not be avoided, they would only use some of the family's picks to take the place of the dead ghosts. .

Because people in this family are very cautious in doing things, they understand that they must not offend the royal power, and they always please the hearts of emperors of all dynasties when they do things.

There are countless talented people in the family of poets and books. No matter how the dynasty changes, this family is still unshakable and stands at the top of any power.

The story ends here, and there is a joke at the end of the document.

The thousand-year-old family is still there today, and the prosperous dynasty of the past has not been seen.

Yang Shiqi looked at the information in the notebook and fell silent.

Although this story is very simple, it also tells the origin and development of the family.

Most of the aristocratic families in China's history are almost like this, step by step from a small family to a thousand-year-old family.

The emperors of all dynasties also understood this reason, but they couldn't solve it.

One is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell, so your court will not allow them to buy or sell.

If they are not allowed to trade, the victims will starve to death.

If the victims don't want to starve to death, they will raise their banners to rebel. At that time, the court will be more troublesome. Under the cycle of cause and effect, the court will suffer in the end.

As for taking those aristocratic families under the knife, any thoughtful emperor has considered this issue.

It is very simple to do, but the consequences are not something everyone can bear.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad.

If you want to do it, kill all the aristocratic families, otherwise the court will be hurt at the slightest, and even destroyed in the smoke and dust.

Looking at the silent crowd, Zhu Zhangui said loudly.

"The reason for showing this information to everyone is not because I want to do something, but to tell everyone that our Ming Dynasty is so big and has so much land, and it can't stand how many years of your hustle and bustle!"

"Once they are all overwhelmed by you, our Ming Dynasty will be over. At that time, people without land will take up weapons and farm tools to rebel if they don't want to starve to death."

"In order to suppress the rebellion, the imperial court will grant rights to some people."

"This man, once he has money and power, he will have thoughts that he shouldn't have in his heart!"

"For example, if you wear a yellow robe, or if you are a prince or general, or if you are a dignified man, how can you live under others for a long time!"

As he spoke, the smile on the corner of Zhu Zhangui's mouth became stronger and stronger.

"Guess if the new dynasty that defeated our old Zhu's family will say in the history books that our old Zhu's people are licentious, oppressing the people, and their bloodthirsty arouse the wrath of the sky, etc. infamy."

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Pangpang, who was sitting on the seat and squinting at everyone.

Is this still a guess?Isn't this an old routine!

Don't tell the former master that he is useless and full of evil, how can he flatter the new master.

In the past, the Kong family was the most active in this matter. Now that the Kong family is gone, I don't know who will take the lead in the future.

Ugh, it's annoying.

In the future, there will be no leaders, no leaders, what should we do when everyone surrenders?

Zhu Zhangui walked down the stairs slowly and stood in front of an official.

"Cui Shilang, I remember that your family seems to have a lot of land!"

The servant surnamed Cui had sweat dripping from his face.

"Back to His Royal Highness, this... this..."

Zhu Zhangui smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be nervous. I have no other intentions, let alone take back your land. After all, it was bought by your family fairly!"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Zhu Zhangui's tone was a little heavier on the word "fairness".

Cui Shilang raised his head slightly, looked at Zhu Zhangui who was staring at him with a smile, and subconsciously opened his mouth to speak.

He has been in the capital for a long time, and he doesn't know the situation at home, so he needs to go back and ask.

Seeing that he wanted to pass by the lake, Zhu Zhangui looked at him with a smile on his lips.

"Don't say you don't know. Some time ago I heard that your brother wrote you a letter and told you how good the harvest was last year!"

Cui Shilang: Nima, Jin Yiwei has sneaked into my family.

"Back... back... back to Your Highness, according to... as far as I know, it should be around [-]... [-] mu!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded and couldn't help but sigh.

"2 mu! Daming is probably not as big as his family!"

Cui Shilang smiled awkwardly.

"One mu of land, planted with wheat, is 400 catties in a good harvest year, and 300 catties in normal times. According to your 4% land tax, you will collect 120 catties per mu, which is about eight buckets of grain."

"One bucket of grain is calculated at 30 renminbi, and your income per mu of land is 240 renminbi, and the income for 2 mu of land is about 4000 taels."

Zhu Zhangui looked at the servant and asked with a smile.

"It should be about this number!"

Cui Shilang wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously.

"Returning to Your Highness, there are not so many. Except for inferior and consumables, sometimes if the grain is not harvested, our family will charge less, which is about 3000 taels of silver."

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

"You are honest!"

"Sure enough, the big landlord has money. This year's income is equivalent to your 100-year official career."

Cui Shilang couldn't laugh anymore.

He couldn't answer these words, he could only stand there in embarrassment.

Zhu Zhangui didn't say any more, looked at Cui Shilang and asked.