Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

But to be honest, he was not a handsome man, and he was not even considered to have average looks.

Even after Zhu Anle recovered from his illness, he still avoided seeing her.

Prince Ning and Princess Ning are very sensible and know that they should not act too arrogantly in front of their brother.

Just stay in the car.

Along the way, only Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Xin followed closely, busy as spinning tops.

Not far from Peking is Shandong.

The old couple, who had had enough of each other, finally got out of the carriage.

Zhu Di was going to inspect the army, and Zhu Gaochi accompanied him.

Xu wanted to ride a horse, so Zhang Xin had no choice but to risk her life to accompany him.

The two of them had only been riding for a short while when Zhu Di appeared again, in such a dazzling manner.

Zhang Xin saw her father-in-law looking over here several times.

This is obviously the father-in-law showing off in front of the mother-in-law.

"You are such a chatterbox!"

Xu's old face turned red and she jumped off the horse.

Zhang Xin and I stood on the side of the official road and looked into the distance.

I just looked at it for a while and I realized something was wrong.

It was almost noon now, and there was no smoke rising from the distant villages.

There were no farmers preparing for spring plowing in the fields near the official road.

"Is Shandong Province really so desolate?"

Xu asked. They say that Shandong has had a hard time in the past two years, but it seems to be even worse.

The fields were overgrown with weeds, and the canals that were originally used for irrigation still looked dry.

"Yes, mother. The year my grandfather passed away, there was a flood, an epidemic, followed by a drought and war. Many people went to Peking. Many people died in Shandong as well."

Zhang Xin replied.

"Shandong has been a military base for the past two years. After the emperor ascended the throne, he said that the military base would be exempted from taxes for three years. Don't you plan to come back?"

The Xu family felt sorry for these once fertile lands.

"I heard from my brother that there are too many tenant farmers in Shandong. Even if the tax is exempted, they can't be exempted."

Zhang Xin is relatively well-informed about the situation.

"This is not a big deal. All the land in Shandong has been occupied by landlords so quickly. In the future, won't it be another Jiangnan?"

Xu hasn't come out for a long time.

This is the gap between Peking and Shandong.

Too obvious.

It is difficult to compare with other cities. After all, Peking’s current development is one of the best among the prefectures in the north.

But the official roads connecting different places are a good example.

The official roads in Peking are much smoother than those in Shandong.

There were fields outside the city of Peking, and people were walking around in them, busy with preparations before spring plowing.

Wherever the team passed, old farmers and children all shouted "Long live the team" respectfully and bowed four times.

It can be seen that everyone is very pious in their performance.

The joyful shouts come from the heart.

Arrived in Shandong.

Occasionally, someone in the fields would see their convoy from afar, but some would just turn their heads and pretend not to see it.

"It's unlikely that we will be able to move back. The lives of ordinary people in Beijing are better than those in Shandong. Once you go there, you won't come back."

It took Zhang Xin many twists and turns to get the Shandong people to go to Beijing.

This will make people want to come back.

Even if Zhang Chang personally persuaded him, it would not work.

"In the end, will there be 200,000 people after the migration?"

Xu asked again.

"Almost. One hundred and eighty-nine thousand, seven hundred and forty-five people. Only eighteen thousand and thirty-seven people did not become military households."

Zhang Xin just compiled the total number a few years ago, and now every answer is accurate.

"Your father wants to move the capital. It will cost a lot of money and effort."

Xu decided to come clean and discuss whether there were any other solutions.

Once the capital city of Peking is built, it will be necessary to recruit laborers from the surrounding areas.

Shandong was the first to be affected. Once the capital was built, it would take ten years to get the money. If not, it might take twenty years to complete the construction.

Then, conscripting civilians to build the capital would inevitably lead to the continued decline of people's livelihood in the entire Shandong Province within ten to twenty years.

This, Xu, is not willing to do.

It doesn't matter where you live.

But the capital is indeed too far away from the north.

The princes must withdraw, as there is no one in the north. If the emperor stays in Peking all day, the capital must be built.

"Ah, aren't those Timur's things ready for us to build houses? If Dad wants to move the capital, it will only cost a little money. After Mom is crowned as the Queen, Uncle Seventeen said that we can arrange to go to sea."

Zhang Xin just made an expression of coincidence. Shandong suffered a lot in the previous life, but finally his luck changed in this life.

Timur's head was delivered in a timely and appropriate manner.

As for moving the capital.

She felt that the sooner the decision was made, the better.

"Oh, yeah, why didn't I think of that!"

Xu was in a daze for a moment.

I reflected on myself again.

Why do you always think less about fleecing your own people? Timur had a ready-made group of foreign captives.

Five hundred thousand people, old, middle-aged and young, are enough to be used for another 10 to 20 years.

If it’s not enough, go outside and get more.

Such a happy decision!

"Greetings, Princess! Greetings, Crown Prince's Consort!"

When Zhang Xin was about to answer Xu, a man on horseback came from afar.

He jumped off his horse a few steps away from the two of them and saluted them.

"No need to be polite, Asheng, you are here to see Xin'er, right?"

Xu smiled.

"Yes, princess."

"Then you two brothers can talk. I'll go back to the car first."

"Yes, princess."

"Yes, mother."

"Second brother, why are you here?"

Zhang Xin took out a handkerchief and asked Zhang Sheng to wipe his sweat before asking.