The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Zhu Youqi took a step nervously.

As he stepped onto the high platform, he rubbed his hands vigorously and spit into his palms.

Everyone: "..."

Yan Chengjin said: "Your Majesty, in this wooden box, there are eight island country fiefs, fifteen Tang and Song fiefdoms, two Ryukyu fiefdoms, and thirty-five Tatar and Oara fiefdoms. I wish you good luck."

"...Okay, Mr. Chengyan's good advice, how many strokes will you take?" Zhu Youqian was so frightened that the corners of his mouth twitched and his words were a little incoherent.

Although the first one was easy to hit, he was still nervous.

"Of course it's one!"

Zhu Youzhao looked eagerly with his head raised, praying in his heart that the island country's fiefdom would be drawn.

He reached into the wooden box and touched it. This one has horns, this one has horns, and this one also has horns, eh? Why do they all have horns?

Turning to look at Zhu Zaikun, he saw Zhu Zaikun nodding slowly, looking at him with big eyes, showing an innocent smile.

"I will draw this one."

Shivering, he stretched out his hand and handed it to Yan Chengjin.

"After the seal is sealed, generations cannot move. Are you sure, Prince?" Yan Chengjin raised his head and asked.

"No... not sure, I will change another one." Zhu Youqian was sweating profusely, reaching into the wooden box and taking out another one. Why is it so horny? "Can you please help me, Mr. Yan, if it is an island country?" ?”

Yan Chengjin glanced at it, then handed it to Gu Dayong, singing and shouting: "King Xing won the No. 9 fiefdom, the western border of the Tang and Song Dynasties."

A soft shout echoed in the Meridian Gate courtyard.

Zhu Youzhao felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his legs softened, and he knelt down on the high platform, breathing heavily, as if there was a funeral in his family, and actually started to cry loudly.

Missed!

Didn't win!

There was a burst of laughter from the feudal kings below, some were gloating, and some were lamenting.

Yan Chengjin's brows moved slightly.

Fief No. 9, in the southern area of ​​the Ottoman Empire, spans a very large territory. It has spices now, oil in the future, and a port for large ships to berth. It can be called a first-class fiefdom.

It is stronger than the small island country. Has Zhu Youqian's hand been trained?

"I...I want to smoke again."

Zhu Yougao saluted Zhu Houzhao and staggered to his knees on the high platform.

"Lao Gao, can you smoke again?"

"I'm afraid not."

The vassal kings in the audience also protested and knelt on the ground. Prince Xing was dragged off.

The second one is Yi Wang Zhu Youbin. He didn't hesitate much. He was as frugal as the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi. Whether he was fat or not didn't make much difference to him.

Fief No. 6!

The vassal king looked up and saw on the map that it was the territory of the island country!

The vassal kings under the high platform stood up one after another and looked at Zhu Youbin with envy. Zhu Youbin was heartbroken and passed out. Several imperial doctors hurriedly stepped forward.

At the window next to the side hall, the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi asked: "What are you doing?"

"The fiefs were drawn. King Xing was drawn to the Tang and Song Dynasties. The imperial doctor was still saving people. Yan Chengjin's move was really smart." Xiao Jing said with a bitter face.

The vassal kings drew one after another, and those who drew Wala without exception fainted. Perhaps they were pretending to be faint, hoping to show mercy to Zhu Houzhao.

But Zhu Houzhao clapped his hands and said that he was very satisfied. The vassal king who pretended to be faint was so angry that he actually fainted.

The eight vassal kings who were drawn to the island country were overjoyed.

Zhu Houzhao stood up, faced the vassal king below, and spoke seriously: "The imperial court will not grant boats, carriages, slaves, and horses. The vassal king will go to the fief on his own for a period of one year. If he fails to do so, he will be demoted to the people."

Gu Da held the imperial edict in his hand and shouted out with a male duck's voice: "The vassal princes have different fiefdoms, and they pay taxes to the court and are divided into three classes.

Those with first-class fiefdoms are taxed at thirty for ten.

Those with second-class fiefdoms are taxed 50% at 30%.

Those with third-class fiefs will pay a tax of one for thirty

......... Please read the "Tax Instructions Booklet" and pay according to the law. I appreciate this. "

The vassal princes bowed to express their gratitude, and Zhu Youqi had a bitter look on his face. How should he explain to the princess when he went back?

The little eunuch came forward with a brocade plate and distributed the "Taxation Guidebook" to the feudal princes.

The vassal king looked confused, and the court was too considerate.

It took me a few pages to find out!

Many fiefdoms in the Tang and Song Dynasties were first-class, island countries and a few fiefdoms in the Tang and Song Dynasties were second-class, Ryukyu Islands and Oara and other places were third-class.

Wait...have I guessed it all wrong?

Zhu Youzhao looked at his fiefdom, which was among the first-class fiefdoms and the largest, "This? What exactly is this?"

Those who drew the island country burst into tears.

After one day, the prosperity of the capital gradually receded, and all the honor guards retreated in all directions to the west.

…

Cabinet, value room.

The territory vacated by the vassal kings cannot be abandoned, whether it is used as official land or as an imperial estate.

"Mr. Li, how should we deal with these territories?" Wang Qiong looked at Li Dongyang and asked with some uncertainty.

When King Ning left Nanchang, Nanchang's taxes plummeted, the people did not dare to plant imperial villages, and the government did not know how to deal with it.

Not to mention, there was also the silk and porcelain business run by the feudal lord.

Xie Qian said: "The transfer of the vassal king will not change the business, but it will be difficult to relocate the fields."

Unlike King Ning, the feudal king could keep his shop and workshop.

But I don’t know how to arrange the fields?

Yan Chengjin fell into deep thought. This was just like catching a tiger in his previous life. It would cause many businesses to be interrupted and the economy would definitely be affected, but it was just labor pain and it was unavoidable.

Li Dongyang pondered for a moment and looked at Yan Chengjin: "What do you think?

"I haven't made a decision yet, how about Mr. Li handle it?" Yan Chengjin asked.

He naturally wanted to distribute these lands to the people, so that the people's land would be enough to support more than a dozen people in their families.

But just after the overseas territories were distributed to the vassal kings, the land in the territory of the Ming Dynasty was distributed to the people.

The officials and gentry did not get any benefits. At this time, he was waiting for the position of the prime minister of the cabinet, so it was not easy to make such a decision.

Xie Qian looked at this boy with burning eyes: "You want to discuss it secretly with the new emperor again? You might as well say it, let us listen first!"

Speaking of which, except for Cui Yan who had just entered the capital for a few years, Xie Qian and others had watched Yan Chengjin's promotion all the way, and they were familiar with Yan Chengjin's approach, which was nothing more than letting the new emperor take the lead.

"I want to distribute the fiefdoms of the vassal kings to the people. Although the people have land, it is only one or two acres, or even less than one acre. If they get more land, why worry about the population not being prosperous?" Yan Chengjin said.

These days, there are no entertainment projects at night. Every household can give birth, but they can't feed them.

If we can get a few more acres of land, we will be safe in winter.

"Give it all to the people?" Wang Qiong's eyes widened.

The land occupied by a vassal king, regardless of whether it is good or bad, is at least tens of thousands of hectares.

Li Dongyang looked embarrassed. No wonder this boy said he would think about it for a few days. "Why not keep it as a fiefdom of the court?"

"The court took great pains to send the vassal king overseas. I think it should not be granted to the vassal king again. If it is left in the hands of the people, within five years, every household will have surplus food." Yan Chengjin said seriously.

In the previous life, from the production team to the distribution of land, it was rare to hear that someone starved to death. Although they were poor, they could gradually eat pork. However, I wonder if Li Dongyang has the courage to take the lead?

For such a public event, Yan Chengjin would wait and see for a while.