The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Zhang Fuhua looked at Yan Chengjin in surprise.

Although this son is young, he is not like the rumors in Nanjing where he was promoted to flatter his majesty and the prince.

After three visits to the palace for discussion, the son gave two suggestions, both of which were accepted by His Majesty.

It is extremely difficult for hundreds of officials to advise the emperor. Usually, even if they give three or five advices, they will not be approved by his majesty.

This guy's abilities don't match his age.

…

Nanchang, Prince Ning's Mansion.

Zhu Chenhao imitated a good hometown, built thatched huts for the refugees, arranged porridge stalls, distributed the idle land in Nanchang, and gave iron tools to the common people and refugees.

The people of Nanchang City respectfully called King Ning the best king in the world.

During the tour, the people knelt on both sides, showing sincere awe and gratitude.

In the carriage, Zhu Chenhao was overjoyed. On the day of the rebellion, as long as he raised his arms and shouted like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, the people would rise up.

"In just a few days, my king's reputation in Nanchang has far surpassed that of Zhu Youtang. Do you know what it means to be sincere in the world and then be able to establish the foundation of the world?"

The counselor sitting on the left shook his head.

The counselor on the right said: "It was originally a knowledge in Confucianism, but it was used by Wang Shouren in the study of mind."

The meaning is that only by being sincere to the people can we establish a foundation among the people.

Upright officials in Nanchang rarely came to pay homage to the palace. After extending their kindness, upright officials came in droves.

Only then did Zhu Chenhao see the wonderful use of mind learning.

"Wang Shouren is a talented person. If he can't recruit him, he will become a big problem in the future. If he sends someone to the capital again, if he doesn't obey me, get rid of him."

The counselors thought for a moment that the assassination of a right minister of the Ministry of War would definitely alarm the imperial court.

The prince knows this clearly, which shows that he is very afraid of this person.

The servant rode a fast horse to report: "Your Majesty, please report to the imperial palace."

The counselor lifted the car curtain, brought in the residence newspaper, and presented it to Zhu Chenhao: "Your Majesty, please ask the guards for any news!"

Zhu Chenhao was very happy. Before Zhang Fuhua came to Beijing to take office, he paid a visit to his residence once and promised to give advice in front of His Majesty.

Xu Wenbu, the censor of Nanchang, also wrote a memorial to the court in recognition of his good governance in Nanjing.

"It's done!"

Zhu Chenhao opened the booklet happily, and the smile froze on his face, then became distorted.

The counselor saw that his expression was wrong and asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty?"

After a while, everyone watched the quick play.

Raising pigs?

Does the feudal king raise pigs? They looked again in disbelief.

Zhu Chenhao's voice was as cold as the cold wind in winter: "Yan Chengjin! It must be this person who will give advice to the court and weaken the vassal king's military strength."

Pigs are not cheap. It would cost a lot to raise a hundred pigs.

With this extravagant expense, the palace's expenses will inevitably drop sharply, making it difficult to maintain troops and horses.

If it becomes a regular practice, if more and more pigs are raised in the future, the palace will become a butcher, only able to raise pigs, and start an army to rebel?

Zhu Chenhao is not interested in the prince's heirs going to Beijing to study. He wants to rebel!

"Your Majesty, shall we raise him?" the counselor asked.

Zhu Chenhao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Yang! When he is awarded the title of Wise King, he will send Gongqi to study in the palace and get close to the prince."

Zhu Gongqiao was his son, and his character was as bohemian as the prince's, so they would definitely get along well with each other.

However, one must first obtain the title granted by the virtuous king. The memorial notes that only eight vassal kings were granted the title.

…

Ningxia, government office.

After Sun Jingwen read the newspaper, he crumpled it into a ball angrily, threw it on the ground and stomped on it a few times: "The hunger and cold in the northwest have not been eliminated, the people are suffering from red labor, and the imperial court still has the heart to raise pigs!"

The Fu Cheng hurriedly picked up the newspaper from the residence and advised: "Prefect, please lower your voice. It won't sound good to King Anhua. There is an adult in the palace named Yan Chengjin. This person can cut off this tax."

"How do you know?"

"In the same year as the lower official, he was an official in Hanyuan."

Sun Jingwen's forehead gradually formed wrinkles, like a ghost glaring with anger, and he said solemnly: "That official just repaired the book for him."

There is a tax in Ningxia called Honghua, which consumes a lot of labor.

Precisely because the Ministry of Household Affairs has tax items, a fixed amount of safflower must be paid to the court every year.

Safflower is difficult to pick, requiring hundreds of thousands of laborers. It takes two to three months from picking to cooling, and finally drying, only a few kilograms are obtained, which is not enough to make up for the tax set by the court.

We owe taxes every year!

It can only be converted into silver to make up for it.

This thing can only be enjoyed by nobles and is of no benefit to the common people.

He petitioned to quit many times, but was rejected by the court. If Yan Chengjin could help him abolish the safflower tax, the tax amount in the northwest could be reduced by more than half.

…

Two months passed in a flash, and in Beijing,

Yan Chengjin asked people to find pig farmers in the capital and pass on their experiences orally. The civil servants compiled a book on the prenatal care and postpartum care of sows.

Most of the feudal lords had no breeding experience and were in urgent need of a breeding manual.

After it was written, it was handed over to Wang Busui for printing and sent to princes in various places.

Liu Jian held his forehead and looked tiredly at the attendant Hanlin next to him: "Yan Chengjin didn't come to read the memorial, where did he go?!"

Hanlin lowered his head and trembled: "In the Hubu Yamen, I ordered someone to write down the method of raising pigsty."

well!

Two sighs were heard in the duty room, and Li Dongyang scolded Yan Chengjin in his heart, saying that he would have to work overtime again tonight: "Mr. Liu, give all these notes to my foolish brother."

"Bin Zhi, it's not a long-term solution for you to spoil this kid like this." Xie Qian said with a straight face.

Li Dongyang nodded and said, he was also helpless.

Liu Jian hesitated to speak, then got off duty, returned to the mansion, and sat in the main hall for a long time, but he still didn't recover.

Liu Laigang came out of the palace and saw his father sitting in the main hall: "Father is not feeling well?"

"I want to retire and return to my hometown in Luoyang to enjoy my old age. I am reluctant to leave you alone in Beijing."

Liu Lai said calmly: "Father, please ask His Majesty for help. Don't worry about me."

Liu Jian hesitated for a few days. His Majesty might not approve it. Therefore, he would advise His Majesty when he had a perfect plan.

One day, Yan Chengjin came to the cabinet. The civil servant came in with a pile of memorials and handed him one: "Sir Yan, this is a memorial sent from Ningxia. I specifically ask you to read it."

My father's memorial?

Yan Chengjin opened it and took a look. It was written by Sun Jingwen, the prefect of Ningxia. It was more like a secret letter directly written to him than a memorial.

Especially the sentence "I beg Sir Yan to plead for the people of Ningxia".

As far as he knew, His Majesty and all the officials drank safflower tea.

It is said that safflower has the effect of prolonging life. It would be very difficult for His Majesty to abolish it. Moreover, safflower cannot be grown everywhere. Ningxia safflower is particularly precious.

"Mr. Li, here is a memorial for review, submitted by Sun Jingwen from Ningxia." Yan Chengjin handed it over.

Li Dongyang did not even raise his head: "What is it?"

"Please cancel the safflower tax."

Liu Jian raised his head slightly, his tea cup was still brewing.

Xie Qian also looked over: "Safflower is one of the tributes in the palace, not mulberry and hemp. If you want to cancel it, your majesty's approval is required."

Your majesty does not make elixirs, but pays attention to health preservation, especially safflower.

This memorial was submitted once, but was kept by your majesty.

Li Dongyang took a closer look. Although it was written to Yan Chengjin, it also stated the pros and cons, and was quite detailed.

"What do you mean?"

"My opinion is not important."

"..." Liu Jian.

"..." Xie Qian.

Seeing that Li Dongyang was serious, Yan Chengjin bowed and said, "I think you should stop using it."

Liu Jian said unhappily, "Your Majesty has always been frugal. Do you know why you don't allow this thing to be stopped?"

Your Majesty knows how to live well. He wants to split a copper coin into two pieces and sympathize with the people.

If he doesn't want to, there is only one possibility.

Yan Chengjin said uncertainly, "The Queen?"

Li Dongyang nodded, "Not only the Queen, but also the Queen Mother of Renshou Palace, the Crown Princess, and the wives of the vassal kings and ministers all use safflower."

Yan Chengjin's heart moved slightly. He remembered that safflower also has beauty rumors.

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