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

Ming Dynasty, the second year of Yongle, November.

Annan.

"Why give them job fields? Say they are poor. I have seen that they are doing well!"

Zhu Di, who had just killed a lot of people on the battlefield, received Zhu Gaochi's letter. After reading it for a few seconds, he was so angry that he wanted to go back and stuff his prodigal eldest son into the well in the imperial city.

"Give people the land, so that they can seriously prepare the fish scale book. With the actual number of fields, it will be convenient to do anything in the future."

Xu was very calm. While wiping the blood off Zhu Di's face, she explained for her fat son.

"Why not just kill a few of the fraudsters? Why is there so much twists and turns?"

Zhu Di was disdainful.

"Chi'er is not your type."

Xu patted Zhu Di.

"Humph, if you dare to fool me, you lack authority!"

Zhu Di refused to accept.

"Haha, there's a big difference between being serious about work and not being serious about it. Chi'er is doing things the right way. The previous emperor also fought and killed people every day, but what was the result? Those people seemed to listen to Dad in everything, and they were submissive and respectful, but in the end, they made a big mess for Dad. The old man sent off two generations of black-haired people! Do you still want to be like your father?"

Xu glared at him, and when she saw that Zhu Di's face was clean, she began to take off his armor.

"Xu! You are the one who is rebelling!"

Zhu Di couldn't stand people saying bad things about his father.

"Come on, come on, chop my neck, or stab me in the chest!"

Xu was also angry.

"Okay, okay, okay, anyway, the county magistrate is better off being in charge, let him do whatever he wants!"

Seeing that Xu was angry, Zhu Di immediately became weak and stopped talking. He raised his arm obediently, motioning Xu to help him take off his breastplate.

"If you take care of your son more, you can worry less, that's not good!"

Xu was used to Zhu Di's occasional tantrums, and she didn't hold on to him even when he gave in.

In a few seconds, he took off all the armor on Zhu Di's body, and patted Zhu Di on the buttocks:

"Go wash up, I'll straighten your hair later."

"rogue!"

Zhu Di's old face turned red.

"...I can be even more rogue. Do you want me to wash you?"

Xu raised an eyebrow.

"That's a good feeling!"

Zhu Di thought this was a very good idea.

"You wish. Go now!"

Xu was annoyed and pushed Zhu Di into the back to wash up.

He called someone in to change the water and washed his hands before reorganizing the stack of memorials and letters that Zhu Di had just messed up.

The old guy said he took her out to play, but in fact it was just a misnomer.

First they had a forced march, which made her very tired.

Sanbao and Gouzi, who were accustomed to serving Zhu Di, were given surnames by Zhu Di and appointed to official positions. The young eunuchs who replaced them were not smart enough, and Zhu Di disliked them to death.

She could only go ahead and become his personal servant.

If she had known this, she wouldn't have come out.

It is a wonderful thing to spend every day and night with your sister-in-law and eldest grandson in the imperial city, and Zhu Erpang is at his most fun time. Each of them is more lovable than the old guy.

When she was done, Zhu Di also came out.

His body was covered in mist, and although his hair was not washed, it was already wet near his neck.

Xu quickly brought a dry cloth and pressed Zhu Di on a stool to wipe his hair.

Zhu Di closed his eyes for a while in enjoyment, then resigned himself to his fate and opened his eyes to read the memorial sent by Zhu Gaochi.

"Yinfeng?"

Zhu Di asked without turning his head.

"Didn't you learn about the privileges of officials in the past when you were in the main hall? In the Tang and Song dynasties, the children of officials could directly become officials."

Xu answered simply.

"I have returned all the books I have read. I know that this dynasty has the policy of "Yin Ju", which only provides salary but not official position. If you want to be an official, you still have to take the imperial examination."

Zhu Di had such an impression, but according to what Zhu Gaochi wrote in the letter, this promotion was never implemented.

"Haha, if there is a paternity, there will be no officials who die without being buried."

Xu sneered.

The late emperor was reluctant to give it. He was even reluctant to give retired officials an annual pension. Granting them half the salary for life was considered a great honor.

It's just because Xu is in the Zhu family, otherwise she would have complained about the Zhu family a thousand times.

The officials who retired during the Hongwu Dynasty were all very old.

Like Liu Sanwu, who is now eighty-five years old and still serving in the court!

Because once you retire you will no longer receive a salary, so everyone will give up their position only when they have worked so hard that they can no longer move forward.

How many old guys have their brains turned into a mess, but they still occupy their positions and prevent young people from taking over.

But the old guys have no choice. Once they step down, they will lose everything.

The late emperor was so stingy.

What can she, a daughter-in-law, say?

It would be fine if he was stingy himself, but he also thought others should be generous.

For example, the followers of Confucius and Mencius in the court must put justice before their own interests and work selflessly.

At least he gave everyone better living conditions than farmers, right?

The late emperor also thought that if he gave him an official position, it would definitely bring honor to your ancestors, honor your wife, and respect you, and make your name immortal in the world.

Anyway, this pie, as the eldest daughter-in-law said, is not only sprinkled with sesame seeds, but also has a gold border.

"Forget about the imperial titles, that's just to give them some extra money. The retired people can be given some money every year. They are old and how long can they live? Let them not sit there doing nothing, retire early and go home to enjoy their old age! What about using an official position to pay off a crime?"

Zhu Di approved it as he spoke, and then asked Xu the next question.

“I don’t think we can set this precedent.”

Xu actually agreed with this. She felt that if an official committed a crime, the crime should be more severe.

"Well, I also think it's not possible. Officials commit crimes, which is called knowingly breaking the law. Demotion or dismissal is not an excuse. I reject it."

Zhu Di simply drew a cross.

"Have you got the treasure banknotes?"

Xu tilted her head to glance at Zhu Di's progress and asked.

"Yeah, you have a good memory."

Zhu Di praised it.

"That's right. When I was looking at it just now, I was thinking, should we get some Yongle silver dollars? We won't change our father's Baochao, nor will we touch those Hongwu Tongbao. We still have some silver now."

Xu has a new suggestion.

After Zhu Di ascended the throne, his eldest son began to make a fuss about exchanging the old and new treasure notes with the Xiangyun treasure notes in the capital.

Everything was going on as usual with the Shangzhang and Xiangyun treasure notes in the capital. At that time, Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Xin had considered everything very comprehensively, even allowing the old treasure notes to be exchanged for new ones, and also thinking of small-denomination ones.

But when they wanted to expand this to cover the entire territory of the Ming Dynasty, problems began to emerge.

From the time Zhu Di ascended the throne to the present, a lot of damaged banknotes have been collected from the national treasury, and the price of banknotes has been rising little by little, which is actually a good thing.

But the Jinyiwei once accidentally discovered that someone was specifically collecting old banknotes for the court for profit.

Among these people, there are businessmen and local officials.

[Small science: Before the Ming Dynasty, the officialdom had always practiced "offering one's position to pay for one's crime". This is similar to the current "internal warning" and "demotion and dismissal". But this privilege was cancelled by Zhu Yuanzhang. Officials who committed crimes were treated the same as ordinary people. Those who deserved imprisonment were imprisoned, and those who deserved exile were exiled. There was no leniency at all.]