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

Zhu Panxuan also nodded excitedly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the last time we met was when the empress left. It has been 10 years in the blink of an eye."

"Ugh!"

Zhu Zhangui sighed lightly, looking at the silver hair on his temples.

"I think that when I saw my uncle back then, my uncle was still a young man in his prime. Now, in the blink of an eye, he has silver hair on his temples."

Zhu Panxuan stroked the hair on his temples, and nodded with emotion.

"Oh, old!"

"How is uncle?"

"It's okay, eat well and sleep soundly!"

"Your Highness, yours."

"I've been working so hard, I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past few years. I just turned 20 after staying up all night, and I look like a 30-year-old."

"Oh, Your Highness has worked hard for the country and the people..."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, and hearing the goosebumps from the people around them went crazy.

This Nima is too fake.

Don't talk if you don't have something to talk about. Isn't it embarrassing to talk like this?

With the guard of honor unfurled, the old man's carriage slowly approached.

The little snot standing on the carriage, shaking the dust in his hands, picked up the big horn among Zhu Qirui's many toys, and shouted to the surroundings.

"Respectfully, my emperor's holy peace, my emperor's long live!"

Little Snot's voice was already high, and coupled with the spread of the horn, it suppressed the sound of the drum and spread in all directions.

It seems that it has been rehearsed in advance. The officials and the people around to greet them all knelt down on the ground, facing the carriage and paying homage loudly.

"I'm safe!"

The voice of the old man came out from the carriage, and then the curtain was lifted, and the old man dragged some little guys who had just woken up from the lake, and walked out of the carriage.

None of the officials and civilians kneeling on the ground dared to look up.

Facing the holy face directly is like assassinating a king.

Although they were curious about what the emperor looked like, considering the fate of the whole family, none of them dared to look up.

Those guys who were originally assigned to be in the atmosphere group were overwhelmed by the old man's aura, and their calves suddenly became weak, and they couldn't even stand up, let alone perform excitedly.

The chief envoy glared at those atmosphere groups viciously, but had no choice but to step forward by himself.

"Chen Jiu, Chief Minister of Jiangxi Province, sees His Majesty!"

"Free gift!"

The old man nodded slightly, then stepped on the stool and got out of the carriage.

Perhaps because of lack of knowledge, the welcome ceremony arranged by the Chief Secretary of Nanchang was a bit dry.

Fortunately, the old man didn't care about it, he took the iron horn and said a few words to the people of Nanchang, and then he entered Nanchang City Ning Palace accompanied by everyone.

After entering the mansion and accepting the visit of the women's scroll in Prince Ning's mansion, the welcoming ceremony is considered to be over.

"Brother Huang, after being separated for several years, I really want to kill Brother Yu."

After everyone knelt down and left, King Ning stepped forward excitedly with tears in his eyes, threw himself at the old man's feet, and burst into tears.

Zhu Zhangui's mouth twitched slightly.

King Ning's crying didn't sound like he was excited, but rather like mourning.

The corner of the old man's brows twitched, he patted the little guy and asked him to go to Zhu Zhangui's side.

Then he squatted down with his hands folded on his chest, looked at King Ning who was crying excitedly on the ground, and said with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Old Seventeen, I don't think you want to kill me, you want me to die!"

King Ning, who was crying excitedly, stopped his voice, looked up, stared at his old man, jumped up and swore.

"Fourth brother, I definitely don't have this idea. My little brother dreams of your long life. How could he think of such outrageous things?"

"Those rumors from the outside world are all slanders against my younger brother. My younger brother has never said anything bad about you."

The old man looked at him with a smile, exactly like you continue to act and I am waiting for you to perform.

"I...I...I..."

The unnatural King Ning, who was stared at by the old man, stumbled and stuttered with his sharp mouth.

"Say it, why don't you say it, let me hear how sincere you are."

"Cough cough..."

Guilty coughed a few times, King Ning knew that the lake would not pass, so he defended himself in a low voice.

"Brother Yu, that's just talking bald, and absolutely didn't mean to curse Brother Huang. If I had that thought, I would be hit to death by a carriage when I went out, and struck to death by lightning in rainy days! I choked to death when I ate, and choked when I drank water. Die, having intercourse was..."

"Ha ha!"

The old man sneered, glanced at the people standing in the hall with their heads bowed, got up and walked to the door of the side hall, beckoning to King Ning.

"Seventeenth brother, come here, I have something to tell you!"

King Ning's face turned pale, and he begged in a low voice.

"Fourth brother, can I not listen!"

The old man looked at him with a sneer.

"Hehe, what do you think!"

King Ning went in with a mournful face and drooping head.

After a while, there was a scream and the sound of fists and feet colliding in the side court hall.

"Father, what are the great-grandfather and the seventeenth great-grandfather doing? Why is the seventeenth-great-grandfather calling so miserable?"

Zhu Qirui, who was beside Zhu Zhanguihui, heard the screams coming from the side hall, curiously raised his little head to ask Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly and touched the little guy's head.

"This is a cordial exchange between your great-grandfather and your seventeenth great-grandfather. It is a direct manifestation of family affection!"

"Oh!"

The little guy nodded knowingly.

Then he seemed to think of something, looked at Zhu Zhangui, "The night before yesterday, Jiu Yiniang also made such a voice in your room, is it also a manifestation of family affection?"

"Cough cough!"

Zhu Zhangui choked on his son's saliva when he asked this question, and coughed with his face flushed.

"Pfft, hahaha..."

Zhu Gaoxuan, Zhu Gaoxu, and the sons of King Ning who were on the side couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and burst out laughing.

Everyone laughed, making the little guy scratch his head in doubt.

"Is it so funny to ask yourself?"

Chapter 222: King Ning Zhu Quan: Fourth Zhu, you are a ruthless person!

That night, Prince Ning's Mansion held a grand banquet.

Bright lights illuminated the entire Prince Ning Mansion, and in the huge courtyard, hundreds of dancers danced to the drums.

The graceful figure and fair skin are faintly visible under the light with every gesture.

On both sides of the dance floor, tables were lined up from the hall to the door.

A civil servant and military general raised their glasses and chatted, laughing heartily from time to time.

"Your majesty, my brother respects you!"

King Ning, with a bruised nose and swollen face, held up his wine glass and toasted the old man with a smile.

Just look at the corners of his mouth twitching faintly, obviously the smile touched the wound on his face.

The old man glanced at him, hummed lightly, raised his glass for a gesture, and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking the wine, King Ning glanced at the sons who were chatting with Zhu Zhangui, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, and looked at the old man with a smile on his face as he rolled his eyes slightly.

"Your Majesty, these boys from my younger brother's family are not young anymore. When do you see if you can make arrangements for them?"

As soon as King Ning said this, the conversation in the hall fell silent.

Those sons of King Ning, the old man who looked at him expectantly, waited for the canonization of the other party's holy words.

The old man frowned slightly, he understood the meaning of Zhu Quan's words, he wanted to claim the throne for his sons.

King Ning also mentioned this matter a few years ago, but it was all suppressed by the old man's reason that the Northern Conquest was imminent.

On this occasion today, King Ning brought up this matter again, in order to let the old man make a statement in front of everyone.

Seeing that these sons are all in their 30s and [-]s, and they haven't been titled yet, if this delay continues, seeing that there is no chance of being banned, the sons will fight at home.

Zhu Zhangui cast a glance at the sons of King Ning beside him, seeing their expectant faces, he sneered in his heart, and winked at the old man who was secretly watching.

On the way back from Ah San, the old man talked with Zhu Zhangui about many future developments, including the succession of the feudal king.

It is understandable that Zhu Zhangui's great-grandfather, Lao Zhu, does not want his children and grandchildren to live a hard life.

But as I said before, it is one thing to be able to understand, but this has pitted future emperors.

Under Zhu Yunwen and the old man's policy of reducing the feudal vassal, the prince of the Ming Dynasty has changed from the real power prince to the title prince who eats and waits to die.

These guys are idle and bored all day, either eating, drinking and having fun every day, or making villains with a lot of wives.

With this daily and nightly toss, even if some died young, the family members were very prosperous.

In addition, after giving birth to a son, the imperial court gave him a salary to support him. At the beginning, the vassal king had not found a way to make money, so he used the way of giving birth to a son to make a fortune.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu conferred 25 princes, and until the end of the Ming Dynasty, a total of 65 princes were conferred. By the time of Chongzhen, there were still 34 princes, and there were as many as 924 county princes.

The population of Lao Zhu's family grew from less than a hundred people in the early Ming Dynasty to more than 100 million people including sons-in-law and daughters in the late Ming Dynasty.

Because of Lao Zhu's policy, there are nearly 100 million people, but they all need to be supported by the court.

For these 100 million people, the males are calculated at 20, and the salary of the lowest Lieutenant of Fengguo is calculated, and the annual salary is 200 shi.After this year, 20 people will have to pay 4000 million taels of silver. At the price of one tael of silver for two shimi, the imperial court will need 2000 million taels of silver just to distribute the salaries of these people for a year.

This is only counted as Lieutenant Feng Guo, many of the 20 men are of higher ranks, plus those princess consorts, princesses, and horses.

Calculated in one year, during the reign of Chongzhen, the imperial court had to distribute at least 3000 million taels of silver.

If the national power is strong, or in the current era, the emperor gritted his teeth and tightened his belt to send it out.

But in the generation of Chongzhen, every time the money was issued, the blood of the court was drawn. In the end, Chongzhen was so poor that he couldn't even pay the money, and the royal family quarreled with him every day.

Therefore, at least half of the responsibility should be borne by the policy formulated by the old Zhu who had no money in the Ming Dynasty.

Others are cheating fathers, and Lao Zhu is cheating his descendants, and he is the kind of cheating to death.

Having said that, do these royal families really have no money?

No, they are not only rich, but all of them are rich.

With the help of the royal family's tax exemption policy, they have acquired a lot of land, and even more than half of it has been bought and sold by force.

So these guys are very rich. During the reign of Chongzhen, any vassal king randomly pulled out was richer than the emperor Chongzhen.

In order to prevent future generations from suffering in this regard, Zhu Zhangui always took this matter to heart, thinking of solving this matter while the old man was around.

When talking about this with the old man on the road, Zhu Zhangui told him about the troubles he might face in the future, and put forward his own ideas.

Of course, it can't be said that it was his idea, but the method used by those wild boar skins in later generations.

That is, every generation is downgraded to the most common civilians.

That's right, the most ordinary civilians.

Even if the wild boar skins drop again, they will still support those Eight Banners in the end, and Zhu Zhangui has no bottom line.

When they were brought down to the generation of commoners, the blood relationship between the two sides had been different for many generations. Instead of still managing them and wasting the money of the court, it is better to let them develop freely.