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

Chapter 13 Song Aiqing, you are so disappointing!
After the morning court the next day, Zhu Youjian summoned Song Yingxing in Qianqing Palace.

Lying on the dragon couch, looking up and down at the living 'ancient scientist' in front of him, Zhu Youjian couldn't help but be amazed, and said with a smile: "You really wrote the creation of heavenly creations?"

Song Yingxing knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head, and replied politely: "To Long Live Lord, it is indeed written by Xiaosheng."

Zhu Youjian picked up the "Tiangong Kaiwu" that was rewarded by the system on the case table, flipped through it, and asked meaningfully: "The climate is getting colder, the north is very cold, the drought continues, the south is flooded, and locusts are coming together. The plague is prevalent, what should we do?"

What he asked was a question that later generations of scientists would find very difficult, and it was called "Little Ice River".

The 'ancients' of the Ming Dynasty probably had no idea about this.

He just wanted to test this "scientist" from the Ming Dynasty in front of him, and see if he could find a "failure opportunity" in it, so that he could spend a large sum of money to go out and earn some prodigal value for himself.

"Long live God, this kind of extreme and abnormal weather will erupt once every few hundred years. Xiaosheng has read it in an astronomy calendar book, and it is called the Jiuyuan catastrophe."

"The great disasters in Jiuyuan are severe cold, drought, famine, locust plague, earthquake, great epidemic, sandstorm, Longjian..."

"Many Qin Tianjian officials, as well as those Qingliu literati, often know its taste and forget its origin. Whenever there is a catastrophe in Jiuyuan, they keep saying that it is a sign of heaven's anger and human resentment;
In fact, they are too short-sighted and incompetent, pushing all the problems to the sky, they should eat and drink, they really deserve to die! "

"Xiaosheng thought that in order to solve the disaster of Jiuyuan, the most important thing is not how much money is in the treasury, how many catties of grain can be produced in the field, but how to plan for the rainy day, make relevant countermeasures, and survive the most important two or three years ..."

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This Song Yingxing was indeed a pure 'scientist' who didn't know anything about the worldly affairs in the officialdom, which made Zhu Youjian very happy.

In the face of the emperor's inquiries, Zhu Youjian was also at a loss when he heard a lot of quotations and examples.

If this person hadn't met a fake 'emperor', he would definitely be able to teach for a lifetime...

"Song Aiqing, I am very relieved to hear what you said." Finally, after Song Yingxing finished grinning, Zhu Youjian coughed lightly and asked with a smile, "According to the method you said, how much money will the court need to spend to plan for a rainy day?"

How much money to spend, that's what he cares about.

From Song Yingxing's long speech, Zhu Youjian roughly understood that in order to solve the extreme and abnormal climate, in addition to improving the level of agriculture, building water conservancy, appeasing refugees, and relief victims, the most fundamental thing is actually only two words:
food.

Food is life.

Not only the fate of the common people, but also the fate of the Ming Dynasty.

If you can't solve the food problem, just wait to die.

Even if the treasury of the Ming Dynasty can take out tens of millions of taels or hundreds of millions of taels of cash, if the problem of food shortage cannot be solved, then the thing is simply a pile of scrap metal.

Song Yingxing is indeed a bit of a level, and he is more straightforward than those Qingliu civil servants. When talking about scientific principles, he doesn't even think about living to the next episode.

This point is very suitable for Zhu Youjian's appetite, and he plans to get him a high-ranking official, so that he can help him spend his money.

However, it depends on whether this kid will be a prodigal...

"Long Live Lord, Xiaosheng thinks that if he wants to completely solve the Jiuyuan disaster, no amount of money will be enough." Song Yingxing replied.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youjian sat up straight, stared at Song Yingxing with wide eyes, and asked excitedly: "Song Aiqing, tell me quickly how to spend the money!"

Song Yingxing was taken aback by the emperor's expression. He thought he had said something wrong, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Long live, Xiaosheng is just talking casually. After all, there is a specialization in the art industry. How to spend the money will need to be discussed by the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Rites, and the cabinet. Only then will there be a charter."

"Xiaosheng can only come up with a general suggestion and idea..."

When saying these words, Song Yingxing's heart almost broke.

He secretly regretted that he shouldn't have said big things in front of the emperor, and if he didn't have a clue for a while, would it have aroused the emperor's disgust...

"Suggestions and ideas are also fine." Zhu Youjian also realized that he was a little out of control, coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "You can speak boldly, there is nothing wrong with scientists."

Song Yingxing: "..."

He was a little apprehensive. He had never heard of the word 'scientist' before?
It seems that I am still not good at reading, and I am not familiar enough with the classics of sages, and I have never heard of the name mentioned by the emperor.

"Long live God, Xiaosheng secretly thought that if we want to solve the disaster in Jiuyuan, we must first solve the teaching content of the current Guozijian, Gongyuan, and various academies, let them study less and do more, let them really know what is farming, mulberry and harvesting, What is iron smelting and mining salt production?"

"Then, implement it nationwide, let more people master the technology in Tiangong Kaiwu, and improve the production capacity of various industries."

"Secondly, Xiaosheng thinks that the imperial court can make two-handed preparations. On the one hand, it needs to increase food production and manage various original industries; on the other hand, it needs to open up new production areas."

"For example, if agriculture is not good enough, farmers can be quickly transformed into miners, fishermen, and salt farmers."

"Even, the Daming Shipyard can be rebuilt, so that farmers, fishermen, and mulberry people who cannot support their families can be transformed into loggers, smelters, miners, and boatmen, fishing and commercial transportation at sea..."

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Hearing these words, Zhu Youjian was stunned for a while, and his mind couldn't keep up with Song Yingxing's thoughts.

Isn't this the core of education for future generations, reducing the so-called elite education, and letting most of the "three poor students" go to Lanxiang Technical School?

This Song Yingxing has something in his stomach.

At the same time, he felt a little annoyed, this Song Yingxing was too shameful!

I only asked you how to quickly spend money to lose money, and you told me a lot of useful and useless things, I couldn't understand.

However, he has figured out one thing, that is the so-called 'Nine Abyss Disaster', in fact, he can find a way to survive it...

"Song Aiqing, if you are asked to preside over this matter, how much do you think it will cost?" Zhu Youjian asked.

"This...Long Live Lord, I dare not speak nonsense as a mere young man." Song Yingxing regretted again, what was the matter with this mouth, it was just nonsense, talking big in front of the emperor, isn't that courting death?

"I told you to say it, just say it," Zhu Youjian said with a chuckle, "A scientist who dare not make bold assumptions is not a good principal."

Song Yingxing: "..."

I have long heard that the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty is talented and intelligent, and has read a lot of books. When I saw him today, he was really extraordinary!

"Then...Xiaosheng is speaking recklessly." Song Yingxing pleaded guilty, and said seriously: "To achieve this goal, at least at least 1000 million...cough cough, 800 million taels of silver!"

"800 million taels of silver? Are you kidding me, Song Aiqing?" Zhu Youjian couldn't help but complain.

Song Yingxing was taken aback, and quickly knelt down on the ground, grabbing the ground with his head, repeatedly shouting 'death crime'...

"Eight million taels of silver, just want to do such a big thing, Song Aiqing, you are still too small!" Zhu Youjian shook his head and sighed, and said disappointedly: "I still plan to find a way to get you 800 million tons of silver, so that you You've got big plans."

"Song Aiqing, you have disappointed me so much!"

(End of this chapter)