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

Even though Zheng He is an eunuch, from now on, in the eyes of all the people in the world, he is a perfect person, and also a virtuous saint who has saved the people of the world and has countless descendants.

Chapter 274: Conferred the title of Duke, deserves to enjoy the Taimiao, and pass it on to future generations forever.

Stretching out his hand to pull Zheng He up, the old man looked at everyone in the audience with a serious expression.

"Three Treasures have been with me for most of my life. They have fought in the battlefield and made great contributions to the country by killing enemies. Now they have made such great contributions to the imperial court and Shenzhou. Today I announced that Zheng He will be canonized as Lord Zhenhai, and he will be entitled to the Daming Ancestral Temple. In addition, build temples and shrines in the world, enjoy Zhu's descendants and all people in the world, worship them from generation to generation, and never forget the kindness of their full stomach."

"Ten Thousand Years of Lord Zhenhai!"

"Ten Thousand Years of Lord Zhenhai!"

The common people cheered, but the officials looked a little unhappy.

Old Zhu stipulated that one cannot be knighted unless he has made military achievements, and Zhu Di made Zheng He a duke, which broke his father's rules.

But then he thought of Zheng He's great contribution, he is indeed entitled to this treatment.

Moreover, the other party is still a eunuch, and there will be no descendants in the future. This title is only for this generation, and it will have no effect on the future, so everyone feels better.

As for objecting, only a fool would dare to stand up and object.

Regardless of whether the emperor will be angry or not, the people around will eat those who oppose him alive.

"Your Majesty, please think twice, the minister is only a trivial achievement, how dare he enjoy such a holy grace!"

Others didn't dare to refuse, but Zheng He, the person involved, didn't dare to accept it, and quickly knelt down to ask the old man to take back the order.

Hearing this, the old man's expression was serious, he pretended to be angry, and stared at Zheng He and said, "You are not joking, Sanbao, you bastard, do you think you can't resist the order?"

"This…"

Zheng He smiled wryly and wanted to bite the bullet and refuse.

"Hehe, Lord Zhenhai, this is the imperial decree of the emperor, and it was announced in front of all civil and military officials and the people of the world. If you refuse, not only the emperor will be unhappy, but Gu will also be unhappy."

Zhu Pangpang, who was at the side, noticed the slight wink from the old man, stepped forward with a smile, and tried to persuade Zheng He.

Seeing that both the emperor and the crown prince stood up, and in front of so many people, if Zheng He knew how to refuse, the emperor might be really upset.

So he knelt on the ground in a proper manner, and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to the old man.

"Sir Zheng He, thank you for the grace of my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

"Hahaha, good!"

Seeing that Zheng He accepted the award, the old man laughed and pulled him up.

Then facing below, the fleet soldiers who looked enviously at Zheng He shouted: "Fleet soldiers step forward."

The fleet soldiers who were looking enviously at Zheng He were stunned for a moment when they heard the old man's words.

They didn't expect that these low-level soldiers would be rewarded by the emperor.

In fact, if it was some other military merit or something, the old man might hesitate to make this decision.

But the credit for bringing back the potatoes is too great, and not only Daming will benefit, but also future generations.

When Daming has potatoes, the National Games will directly increase by half.

If Ming's national luck has 200 years, potatoes can add 100 years of national luck, plus hybrid rice.

As long as the descendants of the Zhu family don't do anything outrageous, the curse of the 300-year dynasty in the Central Plains will be completely broken by Daming.

Such a great contribution falls on one person, let alone a duke, a prince is more than enough.

This is how the old man thinks about this reward.

The credit for bringing back the potatoes was created by many people. My grandson gave the voyage route and sample map. The credit is naturally not small, but the old man didn't think about rewarding it.

In the future, the throne has been passed on to him, so what reward do we need, besides, he is still from his own family, and this brat has gained such a big reputation under his mother's propaganda, and he has gained enough, what more reward does he want.

And as a supporter of the fleet, his achievements in the history books will naturally be added. In addition, he is the emperor, so it is impossible for him to reward himself.

The prince Zhu Pangpang is purely for cheap. He didn't do anything. With the help of his father and son's relationship, he left his name in history. It's good enough not to ask him for the franchise fee.

How could there be a reward.

Zheng He, as the leader of the sea trip, naturally ranked first in credit besides Lao Zhu's family.

It is definitely impossible to become a king, so after careful consideration, the old man named him Lord Zhenhai and assigned him to the Taimiao, which can be said to be extremely gracious.

The old man didn't give the reward of money and beauty, and based on his understanding of Zheng He, he also knew that Zheng He didn't like these things, let alone use them.

So the old man used it as a reward to see it in the private temple, replacing those money and beauties.

The leaders were all rewarded, and the soldiers below who risked their lives to go to sea with Zheng He naturally couldn't be dismissed at will.

"Crash!"

Thousands of soldiers knelt on the ground excitedly, watching the old man nervously, waiting for their emperor's reward.

"Get up, get up!"

The old man smiled and waved for everyone to stand up.

After the soldiers got up, the old man looked at a soldier whose skin was slightly darkened by the sun due to long-term sailing at sea, and felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

He remembered a sentence Zhu Zhangui once said.

"There is no such thing as a wise king or lord in the world. All of this is due to the hard work of the people, the dedication of the soldiers, and the dedication of the ministers."

"Without the silent contributions of these bottom-level people, the so-called peerless master of the prosperous dynasty is nothing more than a little clever guy who loves fantasy."

Reaching out for the torch next to him, the old man slowly stepped off the stage and walked past every soldier.

No matter which soldier passed by, he would stare deeply at the other's face.It seems that I want to keep these young faces and the figures of warriors who bleed and sacrifice for the country and nation in my mind.

It was the first time that they were so close to the emperor, and the emperor still looked at them like this. The excited soldiers straightened their waists, showing their most perfect posture to their emperor and lord.

"Okay, they're all good guys!"

Every time he walked in front of a person, the old man would give a slight nod of praise.

Although everyone hears the same words, the meaning is similar.

But every soldier who heard it trembled slightly with excitement.

At the same time, he roared loudly in his heart.

"The emperor praised me, he said that I am a good man, father, mother and daughter-in-law, have you seen that the emperor praised me personally."

Walking in front of the last soldier, the old man reached out and patted his shoulder. Under the soldier's flushed face, he strode towards the stage.

Zhu Pangpang, who was following behind, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The old man's method of buying people's hearts is still so strong.

Just look at the excited and enthusiastic appearance of these soldiers, if there are 10 enemies on the opposite side, and the old man orders them to charge, I am afraid that these people will rush up without hesitation and fight the enemy desperately.

No wonder my son often talks to himself.

Don't just stay at home. When you have time, go out and ask about the rules of the people's homes, and care about the lives of soldiers and officials at the bottom.

Although this is just for show, this is what people at the bottom like the most.

Back then, Liu Bei was defeated like that, and he refused to leave the people behind, because he wanted to have a good reputation among the people and the people.

Ever since Zhu Zhangui mentioned this, Zhu Pangpang also thought about going down to the bottom to have a look.

But thinking of the narrow-minded appearance of his old man, Zhu Pangpang still gave up this idea.

He is different from his son.

Not only will the old man not be angry when his son does these things, but he will also be pleased.

But if he does this, the old man should think about it.

You little chubby bastard, you are so eager to buy people's hearts, do you want to do something out of the ordinary?

Back at the stage, the old man faced everyone and said loudly.

"Soldiers who went to sea this time, whether they came back or not, they will all be enshrined as nobles. Those who come back will be led by their own eldest son and father!"

In an instant, there was an uproar below.

Nobleman is a new title established by the Ming Dynasty in the past two years. Although it is only the lowest nobleman, it is of great significance to the court and the common people.

With this status, his family is no longer a family of untouchables, but a family of honorable nobles in the imperial court.

If there is another hardworking person in the next generation, it is very possible to make a fortune in the future.

According to the new noble inheritance rules formulated by the Ming Dynasty, although these nobles pass away in this generation, the next generation will be cancelled.

But their descendants, because of this status, can find a job to support their families in the local yamen.

Those who have made outstanding contributions may even be employed as errands in Jinyiwei.

In this way, as long as he has this title, he can live comfortably for at least three generations.

"His Majesty!"

Yang Shiqi stood up as soon as the old man finished speaking.

If he had only served as Minister of the Ministry of War, he would only feel that this matter was a bit too much, but he would not stand up and give opinions.

After all, as the Minister of the Ministry of War, you are the Minister of the Ministry of War, and you are rewarded by soldiers. Do you, the Minister of the Ministry of War, still want to do it?

But as the representative of the cabinet minister Confucianism, he must stand up for this matter.

It doesn't matter if Zheng He is singled out, after all, the other party is a eunuch and has no descendants, and this title is just a name for Zheng He, and he will still be responsible for going to sea in the future, which will not have much impact on the court.

But the old man named tens of thousands of nobles all of a sudden, which has a different meaning.

If it is only for these living seals, with the current financial resources of the imperial court, that is, thousands of people will receive salaries every year.

At the same time, the future fate of these people will continue to go to sea like Zheng He, and it will not have much impact on the situation of the court.

But now that tens of thousands of people have been banned, the meaning is different.

Tens of thousands of people represent tens of thousands of families.

According to the new aristocratic laws enacted by the imperial court, these emerging aristocrats have the right and qualification to compete for some small positions in the local yamen.

Tens of thousands of people join the yamen, how much profit and cake will this move.

Originally, the new school had already faintly impacted the status of Confucianism.

If tens of thousands of people who are grateful to the emperor join the court yamen, then the Confucian school may not have the right to speak in the grassroots yamen in the future.

Since ancient times, the imperial power did not go to the countryside. Zhu Di's actions in this way directly took a handful of sand in the originally stable lower-level yamen.

As for the exemption of agricultural tax for these new nobles, Yang Shiqi didn't consider it.

With the current income capacity of the imperial court, not to mention tens of thousands of little nobles, even tens of thousands of earls, they can support themselves by gnashing their teeth.

Moreover, these small nobles are tax-free, and they only work when the beneficiary is alive. Once the title is cancelled, these benefits will also be cancelled.

It has only been a few decades, and with the current financial resources of the imperial court, the imperial court still looks down on such a small amount of money.

"Scholar Yang, what do you want to say!"

Just after announcing the award, the old man, who was in a good mood looking at the soldier Xie En, saw Yang Shiqi standing up, his face turned cold all of a sudden.

Sensing the old man's menacing and murderous eyes, Yang Shiqi opened his mouth, thinking to say no under pressure, but his legs were disobedient, and he stood still.

"minister…"

Taking a few breaths, Yang Shiqi suppressed the panic in his heart, opened his mouth and raised his head, the old man directly opened his mouth and blocked him to death.

"You agree too!"

Although it was a question, from the old man's mouth, it was affirmative.

Yang Shiqi glanced at him, and finally lowered his head helplessly.

"Your majesty is wise, and my ministers seconded the proposal!"

"Hahaha...very good, you are indeed my cabinet minister."

Not knowing whether it was a compliment or a threat, the old man waved at him and told him to retreat.

Glancing at the other courtiers who wanted to stand up, the old man gave a threatening look, and laughed so that the kneeling soldiers stood up.

Then he said loudly to everyone present.

"Today is a happy event for my Ming Dynasty. I announced that the curfew will be lifted for the next three days. Cheers to my Ming Dynasty for no longer having to worry about hunger."