I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 118 Contracting... 99 Years
After a day and a night.

The idiot emperor Zhu Youjian was eating, and Wei Zhongxian walked in joyfully holding a copy of the book.

Seeing the emperor sitting upright, eating and drinking, Wei Zhongxian stepped forward and said with a flattering smile, "Long live, great joy!"

"Huh? Keshi has it?"

Zhu Youjian was taken aback for a moment, amused himself, coughed lightly, and said: "Ahem, Zhongxian, I have forgotten, you can't do it."

Wei Zhongxian: "..."

This Long Live Lord is too witty.

Is there such a shabby person?

"Long live Qizuo, the more than 2000 million acres of imperial land have been sold!" Wei Zhongxian said happily, and handed the inscription book in his hand to Zhu Youjian.

"Sold it? Then... isn't I... a prodigal emperor?"

Zhu Youjian's face darkened, and he said solemnly: "For the sake of the country, I will not hesitate to move hundreds of thousands of royal family members to Suzhou Wei, and let them guard the northwest gate of our Ming Dynasty;

After all, the imperial land they left behind belongs to those royal family members. Why did you, Wei Zhongxian, sell it?
You old eunuch, who gave you the courage?

Um? "

Wei Zhongxian knelt down with a 'plop'.

This idiot emperor, speak... well!
So manly!

With just such a cold snort in his nose, Wei Zhongxian's heart began to tremble, and his whole body couldn't help being agitated...

"Long Live Lord, it's the servant's fault, and the servant will correct it now!"

While talking, Wei Zhongxian was about to go out, but was stopped by Zhu Youjian.

"How do you change it? Do you want to give it to those silverfish for nothing? Or, simply don't give a single acre of imperial land to plant, and you, Wei Zhongxian, plant it yourself?"

Wei Zhongxian was tongue-tied for a while, and said with a flattering smile: "It's still the Long Live Lord Shengming, a word can make the slaves suddenly understand, like seeing the sun through the clouds..."

"Okay, okay, then tell me, what should I do?" Zhu Youjian threw a piece of fat into an empty bowl in disgust, ordered some with chopsticks, and said: "Take a bite, and make up your waist. "

Wei Zhongxian's tears flowed down immediately, he hurriedly grabbed the piece of fat with his hands, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed exaggeratedly:

"Ugh... so wet, so wet!"

The idiot emperor Zhu Youjian laughed loudly, pointed Wei Zhongxian's nose with his chopsticks, and scolded with a smile: "You old eunuch, you can always shoot a few uncommon flatterers!
Let's talk about how Huangtian should deal with it.

Seeing that the Grain Rain is coming, if we don't cultivate, I am afraid that a large number of ordinary people will starve to death next year. "

Wei Zhongxian pondered a few times, and said carefully, "How about...letting it to those officials and wealthy households first?"

Zhu Youjian nodded and said, "This is the right way."

"We can't be prodigal sons. The Emperor Taizu started the game with a bowl and conquered this land of millions of miles. How can we give it away for nothing?"

"Long Live Lord is very true..." Wei Zhongxian smiled obsequiously, with more than seven or eight chrysanthemums squeezed out of his old face, "But, Long Live Lord, let's sell these Huangtian...

Cough, to rent out these imperial lands, I'm afraid those wealthy households won't want to pay more for food. "

Zhu Youjian smiled and said, "Then if you sell it, they will be willing to pay for food?"

"Zhongxian, this human heart has always been selfish. It doesn't necessarily mean that you have read a lot of sage books, and your character will be correct."

"Reading just makes a person look more human, less mysterious."

"Go and discuss with them, because this is imperial land and cannot be sold, so you can only rent it to them."

"As for the number of years... let's say 99 years."

Wei Zhongxian: "..."

What's the point of a 99-year lease?
However, he didn't dare to ask again, so he could only ask with a serious face: "Long live, what about the land rent..."

"Well, it's your business. I can make it clear that gold and silver things are too vulgar. No, I only want food!" Zhu Youjian said seriously:

"In the next two or three years, what is the most valuable? Land? Black hat?"

"No, food is the most precious."

Wei Zhongxian nodded again and again.

He understands this very well.

As long as you have enough food, you can find a way to do a lot of things, and you don't have to be shy about opening a coal mine like last year. It's really too embarrassing...

"Zhongxian, this time, you have to seize the opportunity. It's best to search for their food at once... Cough, the price should be as good as possible."

"In this regard, you understand."

"Slave, obey the order!" Wei Zhongxian promised with a cocky voice, and went out happily.

With a basic idea, the eunuch had a direction.

……

Sending Wei Zhongxian away, Zhu Youjian rinsed his mouth with green tea.

"Ah~~haha~TUI!"

After simply scrubbing his face, Zhu Youjian did not return to the Qianqing Palace, but changed into a pure white silk shirt and a pure white fur-colored fur cloak, and went straight out of the palace.

Now, there is no need for special instructions, and there are two or three hundred Jinyiwei masters secretly protecting them.

Therefore, Zhu Youjian was very free to enter and leave the palace.

He walked around and looked around, feeling the warm and cold spring breeze, silently thinking about how to keep Daming's basic position after receiving this batch of grain.

Make sure not to starve too many people to death.

Only by keeping the basic market, can you let go of your hands and feet to earn prodigal value...

……

"Is there any news from Mr. Cao?"

Before he knew it, the idiot emperor came to the painting boat in Xiyuan Zhonghai, took a sip of the tea freshly brewed by the red lady, and asked casually.

"Yes, and it's still a big deal." Hong Niangzi frowned as she helped Zhu Youjian take off his boots, "Mao Wenlong's situation is not optimistic."

"Oh? What happened to Mao Wenlong?" Zhu Youjian asked.

"He now has [-] troops, including two firearms battalions and one cavalry battalion. He is still recruiting troops on the Phi Island and Iron Mountain lines. It seems that he will make a big move."

The red lady frowned slightly, and asked softly, "Could it be that Mao Wenlong wants to rebel?"

"Mao Wenlong..."

Zhu Youjian was lost in thought.

One of his fingers tapped lightly on the plump shoulder of the red lady, and buckled it from time to time.

The red lady didn't dodge, but got closer.

"Mao Wenlong doesn't dare to rebel yet, and he doesn't want to rebel," Zhu Youjian said in a deep voice, "He is still spending the money I give him, and at most he wants to support himself.

Once he rebels, he will inevitably fall into disputes between Jiannu, Ming Dynasty and Goryeo.

Either he joins hands with Jiannu, or joins forces with the King of Korea, or... he is just trying to test my mind. "

Zhu Youjian let out a breath and said with a smile: "Send a letter to Cao Gong, and keep an eye on Mao Wenlong's every move, and the food and salary are only guaranteed for one hundred thousand soldiers.

Whether Mao Wenlong rebelled or not, I'm not sure, but his subordinates, Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi, and Kong Youde, must be watched closely by Mr. Cao. "

In Zhu Youjian's memory, at the beginning, after Mao Wenlong was killed by Yuan Chonghuan, several of his "yi grandsons" took refuge in Jiannu Zhuweitou one after another, and in turn attacked the city and seized the territory, crowning kings and knights one by one, showing off their might.

Of course, there is also Wu Sangui who is a general in western Liaoning.

These sweaty female cadres not only brought hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, but also brought Daming's firearms casting technology to Jiannu, and became the vanguard of the horses riding the Han people's millions of miles.

Its harm is far worse than Jiannu and Japanese.

If the Han people don't beat the Han people, and the number of slaves is less than [-] cavalry, what a fart!

The general of Liaoxi has a big tail.

Well, if necessary, kill it?
However, I still have to use it for the time being, my millions of prodigal values ​​haven't arrived yet...

"Hongliu, let's go for an outing with me," Zhu Youjian squeezed the red lady's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Spring is here, we need to exercise more and breathe fresh air."

As he spoke, he gestured with both hands to grab it.

The red lady said with a 'wow' and said with a smile, "Then I'll go change my clothes."

(End of this chapter)