The Ming Dynasty started with caution

"Your Majesty, Jia Bin, the minister of Honglu Temple, wants to see you!" Xiao Jing walked in and said.

Yan Chengjin looked towards the palace gate and saw that Honglu Temple was the guest house of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, what news did Jia Bin get that he wanted to report to Emperor Hongzhi?

After a moment, Jia Bin knelt on the ground and said: "Your Majesty, Timur and Bai Ya are paying tribute. They are asking the imperial court to raise the horse price back to twenty-five taels for the price of the tea and horse trade."

The real Timur was the prince of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, that is, the Tibetan prince.

This man had the potential of an old coin, had an affair with the minister of Hami, and murdered the king of Hami, but unfortunately he let the king of Hami run away.

His father, Aheimahan, was a real old coin.

Bai Ya was the son of Zhongshun King Shaanba of Hami, who became King Zhongshun a few years later.

This man is brave and good at fighting, and Shaanba intends to train him as his successor.

Yan Chengjin was a little surprised. Tubo and Hami sent two people here, and they attached great importance to this tribute.

Li Dongyang, Liu Jian and others knew it in their hearts.

Emperor Hongzhi put the memorial on the imperial desk and looked puzzled: "The price of a horse?"

"The number of war horses in Yuanma Temple in Shaanxi Province was gradually increasing, so Yang Yiqing lowered the price of war horses to fifteen taels per piece.

Tubo and Hami made a living by exchanging war horses with the Ming Dynasty, but now the price of war horses..." Jia Bin said.

The main trading partner of the Tea Horse Market was the imperial court.

The price of war horses was originally twenty-five taels per horse.

This is due to the decline of the horse administration in the past few years, and the war horses in the northwest are mainly supplied by ethnic minorities.

But after the implementation of the Strongest Law, there were more war horses in the northwest.

Li Dongyang said: "Yang Yiqing has done a good job. Now, the war horse is self-sufficient."

"Let's go to court tomorrow morning and let them face the saints." Emperor Hongzhi said.

In the early dynasty, Hanyuan and officials from various ministries were there. If the two of them raised the price of the horse, they might attract public criticism.

It’s worth it,

Yan Chengjin got on the sedan and returned to the mansion.

He Neng said in a flattering manner: "Young Master, I spent a penny learning archery today, so I need to come with you..."

"Go to the accounting room to register yourself, and then get the money."

There is no one in the warehouse, it all depends on consciousness.

Yan Chengjin added: "Shoot an arrow for me to see. If you miss, I will deduct today's wages."

He Neng felt anxious, spitted into his hand, and picked up the one-stone bow.

Yan Chengjin didn't bother him, but silently remembered the bow.

I saw He Neng bit his lip and shot the arrow out with great effort.

Whoosh.

The arrow missed the edge and hit the wood next to the target.

Yan Chengjin watched He Neng's posture intently. A man who had never used a bow and arrow could hit a target thirty meters away in one day.

It's a rapid progress.

"I asked you to inquire, did you hear it?"

He Neng smiled and said, "I heard about it. The scholar's name is Han Wen, and he is a Imperial College student, but he lives in a poor courtyard in Dongcheng and has an old mother at home.

I heard that his father was a high official in the previous dynasty. "

It is not uncommon in the capital for a family to fall into decline.

Yan Chengjin was surprised that this scholar was able to enter the Imperial Academy as a tribute student, and he was actually pretty good at bow and horse.

Either he is talented or smart, or like Zhu Houzhao, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child.

"Continue to study tomorrow. Whenever you defeat this young master, there is no need to study."

Defeating the young master is impossible.

The implication of the young master's words is that he must learn from this scholar.

He Neng responded loudly and happily went to the warehouse to collect the money.

Dongcheng, a dilapidated courtyard.

In the house, Han Wen cooked white rice and Dongpo pork and served them in front of the old woman.

The old woman reached out and touched it, obviously blind.

But from a long distance away, the old woman smelled the aroma and could recognize it, but she said angrily: "Cooking meat? You bastard, why did you cook meat for me? You should use the money to buy books!"

Han Wen said guiltily: "Mom, don't worry, there are people who come to me to practice swordsmanship every day, and give the child a penny every day."

The waiter in the inn earns about three qian per month.

Can I get a denarius? The old woman was faintly excited, "If you want to gain fame, you have to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to redress your father's injustice!"

No matter how much money you have, your father cannot rest in peace even if he is underground. "

Han Wen nodded, feeling guilty.

Fortunately, my mother is blind and didn’t know that I was not good at learning. Bah~, how could you say such rude words?

Han Wen gritted his teeth, secretly hating himself for being useless.

I have a headache and thorns in my buttocks, and I can't study. I'm afraid it's hopeless to be admitted to Jinshi in this life.

…

Early morning,

Hundreds of officials stood quietly on both sides, and Timur and Bai Ya strode into the hall.

The dozing officials suddenly became energetic and looked like cockfighting cocks.

Yan Chengjin felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him, and news from the palace spread very quickly.

Yanguan has heard that Tubo and Hami came to Beijing together to protest against the low horse prices.

In this world, a country that can surpass the great magistrates in terms of words should not have been born yet.

"The real Timur meets the Ming Emperor!"

"Bowing teeth means meeting the Ming Emperor!"

The ethnic minorities in the northwest live on horseback all year round and are taller and stronger than the average person.

Emperor Hongzhi put on an old face and said nonchalantly: "Are you here to see me about the price of horses in the northwest?"

The real Timur said: "The Ming Dynasty opened the Silk Road, and Tubo wanted to trade silk with the Ming Dynasty, but the price of horses dropped to fifteen taels.

It takes two horses to exchange for one piece of silk.

I beg the Ming Emperor to raise the horse price for the sake of tribute from Tibet and Hami. "

The price of silk increases when it leaves the capital. The further away from the capital, the higher the price rises.

The price of horses in the northwest is based on the price set by the court.

Even if they want to sell to merchants, the merchants are only willing to pay the same price as the court.

The censor of the Ministry of Revenue said: "In the third year of Chenghua, the court opened a new tea-horse exchange market in the northwest. At that time, the price of horses was only 20 taels per horse.

In the seventh year of Chenghua, the Tatars invaded Hetao. You took advantage of the shortage of war horses in the Ming Dynasty and raised the price of horses to 35 taels per horse.

Now, how dare you come to the court to ask for help."

Hami and Tubo can make money from wars because of horses.

If the price of horses is lowered, it is like restricting the economy.

Baiya was indignant: "The Tatars also bought horses from us at the beginning, but we sold them to the Ming Dynasty. In this way, can't we show our loyalty!"

"How did I hear that you sold them to the Tatars for 40 taels?" Wang Yue's voice sounded.

The censors were angry, and indignant voices rose everywhere.

There was a lot of noise in the hall.

Emperor Hongzhi sat on the high platform and did not dissuade him.

Xie Qian was still immersed in the grief of Xie Pi's departure from Beijing, and had no intention of debating.

Instead, the censors were like chicken blood, knowing that the opportunity was hard-won, and they hurriedly stood out from the team and spoke sweetly.

Zhen Temur and Bai Yaji were a little angry. The censors of the Ming Dynasty were so unreasonable.

"Respected Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, what do you think?"

Let me raise the price myself and buy your things?

Isn't this a fool...

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhen Temur and Bai Yaji with the eyes he looked at Zhu Houzhao. For some reason, the descendants of the royal family are always not as smart as other people's children.

Li Dongyang chuckled. If it was His Majesty Chenghua, he might have agreed.

But this is His Majesty Hongzhi!

Even the Ministry of Revenue does not know how much silver His Majesty has in his treasury.

Since the prince got married, His Majesty has never opened the treasury again...

The censors' voices of condemnation came one after another.

Zhen Temur said coldly: "What's the use of showing off your eloquence? It is said that the scholars of the Ming Dynasty are all good at the six arts. I wonder if you dare to compete!"

"Why not?" Qin Hong looked at the two yellow-haired boys and smiled.

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand: "It's not decent for the Minister of War to personally fight against two boys. Choose from the Hanyuan."

His Majesty also has to save face. If it gets out, tributary states such as Korea and Annan may laugh at the Ming Dynasty for having no one.

"Dear Ming Majesty, if we beat you in riding and shooting, please adjust the price of the horse to thirty taels."