The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Returning to the Censorate, Yan Chengjin saw a memorial on the desk.

Fang Xue bowed and said, "The magistrate of Yongqing County entrusted the censor to submit a memorial."

Yan Chengjin could guess the general idea without reading it.

Liangxiang, Fangshan and Gu'an were originally remote counties in the capital. They were greatly loved by the court and the merchants. Now many people have escaped poverty.

Some ordinary people dare to buy houses in the capital.

Originally, Yan Chengjin didn't want to read this memorial.

But the merchants in Jiangnan originally entered the capital from the official road of Yongqing.

Now they have changed to Gu'an, enjoying the Gu'an hot springs first, and then entering the capital.

Yongqing has caused considerable losses. Yongqing is also the son of the capital. Opening the memorial is like compensation.

"Bring the yellow book and county annals of Yongqing."

Fang Xue had already read this memorial and was prepared. He ordered a clerk to bring in the county annals and classics.

Yan Chengjin opened it and took a few glances.

Yongqing is rich in resources, but they are useless. This resource is oil. He remembers that it is the main oil producing area in North China.

Not to mention the difficulty of mining, even if it is mined, there is no place to use it.

There are not many fertile farmlands, and there are mountains and forests around. It all depends on the merchants from the south of the Yangtze River to purchase goods and materials.

Under such conditions, how can this official take action?

"Sir, do you want to return the memorial?"

Fang Xue also knew that this matter was difficult to handle, and a good cook could not cook without rice.

If the magistrate of Yongqing County had an easy way, he would not submit a memorial to the court.

Yan Chengjin put down the memorial and said nothing.

If this matter helped Yongqing, the other counties in the capital would follow suit.

There are about 19 counties and prefectures in the capital area. If the county magistrates all come to submit memorials, it will be a bit difficult to handle.

After thinking for a while, he came to the cabinet with the memorial.

"The people of Yongqing want to move to Gu'an?"

Li Dongyang's eyebrows moved. This was the first time he had seen nearly 100,000 people asking for permission to move.

The rest of the gentlemen also looked over.

"The reason for moving is that they actually want the court to find some livelihoods for the people of Yongqing. Have you ever read the county annals of Yongqing?" Yan Chengjin said.

Jiang Mian said, "I know a little about Yongqing. There are many mountains and forests here, but few fertile farmlands.

In the old days, there were bandits entrenched there, and it was difficult to govern."

After the court added military patrols on the north-south official roads, the bandits moved away.

This was a little better.

It was the only county town that could be stopped on the official road from Hejian Prefecture to the capital.

"You can't force the gentry to enter the capital from Yongqing and stay there, right?"

Cui Yan and his men had been to Yongqing many times. There were endless wilderness and mountains, and they relied on merchants to stay in stores and leave some money.

Although they guessed the intention of this memorial, no one dared to advise.

"What Han Song said is not entirely true. Seeing is believing. We should go to Yongqing to have a look. I'll trouble you all with my memorial today." Yan Chengjin said.

Liang Shang had a collapsed house in Dingding'an for merchants to store goods and carriages.

Earn a lot of money.

He wanted to go to Yongqing to have a look. It was unknown how long the Tang and Song dynasties would fight with the Turks. Now 70% of the silver had been spent.

It was always good to earn more.

This kind of thing could bring both fame and fortune.

Come to the cabinet to tell you so that you could report to the emperor, otherwise no one would know if you did a good thing.

Should I tell Zhu Houzhao?

As far as he knew, Zhu Houzhao had also emptied the Jiazi Library.

After Yan Chengjin left, Jiang Mian stroked his beard slightly: "What's the benefit of Yongqing's affairs?"

The voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears, and Xie Qian and others reacted.

If there was no benefit, how could this kid "willingly take risks" and leave Beijing for Yongqing?

"Binzhi, can we report this to the emperor?"

Xie Qian looked at Li Dongyang. A large number of people asked for permission to move.

This is public resentment.

The accumulation of public resentment will lead to rebellion.

With Liu Gong's temper, he will definitely report it to the emperor.

"Go to Fengtian Palace."

After a while, the emperor Hongzhi looked at the memorial and was slightly stunned. Yan Chengjin caused trouble in Yongqing after setting up a hot spring in Gu'an.

"If the people move to Gu'an, won't Yongqing be abandoned?"

There is a bank pass in Yongqing. Merchants changed their route to Gu'an, and the bank pass was useless.

If there were good farmland to support the people, it would be fine.

But there are mountains and forests on both sides, and I am afraid that refugees will be born again. He naturally wants Yan Chengjin to solve this problem.

"Let's wait for news from Yan Qing's family first."

...

Yongqing, on the official road.

Yan Chengjin sat in the carriage.

Zhu Houzhao heard that Yongqing had submitted a memorial and that Gu'an's affairs had improved his reputation, so he happily went out of the palace for a stroll.

Wang Bushui rode on a horse and looked at the account book, and said happily: "Master, Gu'an received 50,000 taels of silver last month. Do you want to transport it to your mansion?"

Yan Chengjin's voice came: "How can the new emperor tell the number when he is here?"

Zhu Houzhao knew the twists and turns well, and suddenly showed a cunning smile: "I want to share half."

"..." Yan Chengjin.

Eighty percent of the silver in the mansion was given to Wang Shouren for dispatch.

In case the affairs of Tang and Song were exposed, some money had to be left for running away.

Moreover, if Wang Shouren was destroyed by the Ottoman Turks, he had to leave a sum of money to make a comeback.

No amount of silver was too much, and he didn't want to share it with Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao glanced at the surrounding mountains and forests, and suddenly became excited, "This place is suitable for hunting and ambushes for the army."

"Master, do you want me to find a bow and arrow?" Gu Dayong said.

He is indeed a dog emperor who doesn't care about the suffering of the people.

This eunuch is not a good guy either.

Wang Bushui couldn't help but secretly spit, but he always kept a faint smile on his face, facing Zhu Houzhao.

Yan Chengjin lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and looked at the green mountains and forests around him. After walking for nearly an hour, it was the same scene, and there were few villages.

Occasionally, there were merchants on the road passing by.

No wonder there were bandits entrenched in the past.

Gu Dayongzhen took a few bows and arrows from the guards.

In the past, Zhu Houzhao had always hunted in the gardens of Nanyuan, and he had never played with wild animals.

Anyway, Lao Gao had solved the Yongqing issue, so it would be redundant for him to go.

"Lao Gao, I won't go to Yongqing with you."

He drove the horse happily, from a gentle slope, to the mountains and forests, and the guards followed closely behind.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Yan Chengjin was shaken so that his body tilted forward, and he staggered and almost rolled out of the carriage.

"He Neng, this bastard, I'm going to deduct his year-end bonus." Yan Chengjin cursed inwardly.

When he opened the curtain, he saw the people dragging their families and carrying gifts on their backs, blocking the road like ants moving.

Is this going to relocate the whole village?

"He Neng, go ask."

Yongqing Yamen.

Han Songlai sat down at the desk in the yamen and picked up the book under the gavel.

Fearing that Yan Chengjin or the court would send someone, he came to the yamen early these days.

The county magistrate walked in in a panic, "Sir, the people of Hancun Town really moved to Gu'an."

It is normal for the people to migrate and become refugees.

Han Song grabbed the gavel and frowned, saying, "The court has not yet issued an order, why are they so anxious, catch them back."

"Sir, it's been a few days, and Sir Yan hasn't come yet, this..."

The county magistrate frowned, but still held a glimmer of hope.

The court must have seen the memorial, and if it didn't respond, would it be kept?