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

Chapter 215 Two birds with one stone

Under Wei Zhongxian and Qian Qianyi's "cooperation", two major events in the Ming Dynasty kicked off.

First, strictly investigate the 'Hong Wan case' and 'Lengxiang Yulu Wan case';
Second, the Daming Northern Line Railway has started construction.

To put it bluntly, the "Hongwan case" is just an excuse, a butcher's knife used by Qian Qianyi and Wei Zhongxian to pinch civil and military officials, and the world's rich and powerful families.

Under such a shocking case, everyone wanted to protect themselves first.

Instead of rebelling, the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian was worried.

In this regard, Zhu Youjian was quite disappointed.

He is a prodigal son, and now he has three iron armies in his hands, just waiting for those rich and aristocratic families to rebel, and then let him beat him to the ground.

While stabilizing the basic market, you can also earn a large amount of 'prodigal value'...

It's a pity that those civil servants and wealthy aristocratic families are too thieves, they don't want to rebel at all, but start an unimaginable 'big revelation'...

"Why don't these officials rebel?"

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, was a little worried, and couldn't help scolding Wei Zhongxian a few words. It was nothing more than incompetent work. I asked you to check the "Lengxiang Yulu Pill", why did you find out a "Red Pill" for me? case'?
Wei Zhongxian's face was trembling, and he was sweating profusely.

I laughed in my heart.

This time, he bet right.

Once this idiot emperor scolded him, or even beat him physically, it showed that he didn't have the intention to kill, and Wei Zhongxian was still useful for the time being.

"Long live, those civil servants are exposing each other, making troubles, everyone is in danger, what should we do?" Wei Zhongxian asked cautiously.

"Cold."

Zhu Youjian sighed, and said earnestly: "Zhongxian, I am well aware of your painstaking efforts.

As for the red pill case...

That's all, you can do as you imagined.

Remember, try to kill as few people as possible, and make more money and food..."

I can't say anything more about the rest.

There are some things that Zhu Youjian knows and Wei Zhongxian knows, so that's fine.

"Long Live Lord, this servant is going to handle the case now," Wei Zhongxian retreated a few steps respectfully, and turned around when he approached the door.

"return."

Zhu Youjian said suddenly.

Wei Zhongxian was shocked, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead, "Long Live Lord, what else do you want?"

"You haven't said anything about the Northern Line Railway, and you want to sneak out?"

Zhu Youjian made himself lie down more comfortably, and continued: "How to plan, how to build, how to protect, how to operate, these small things are what you, Wei Zhongxian, need to consider;
I just want to know, when will it start working?When will it be completed?

When will I be able to tour the north? "

Wei Zhongxian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and cried out in his heart: "This idiot emperor is too impatient, right?" '

"Long live Qizuo, the construction of the Northern Line Railway has started two days ago,"

"The railway between the capital and Datong Prefecture is currently operating normally, and nearly [-] jin of coal, iron ore, copper ore, etc. can be transported to the land of the capital every day."

"The money, food, tools, etc. in the capital can also be transported there in time."

"Currently, the biggest problem...is still food...ahem, not enough iron ore..."

Originally, he wanted to say that food was the biggest difficulty at present.

So is the truth.

However, when Wei Zhongxian saw an unspeakable anger on Zhu Youjian's face when he heard the word "grain", he had no choice but to change his words temporarily.

At this juncture, there is absolutely no good fruit to mention "food" in front of the emperor.

Sure enough, Zhu Youjian changed his mind when he heard Wei Zhongxian.

A wave of anger immediately dissipated more than half.

It's still the treacherous official Wei Zhongxian who is so good...

"Zhongxian, all salt and iron, metal mines, limestone, cement plants, etc. in the country shall be owned by the imperial court."

Zhu Youjian pondered a few times, and ordered: "Remember, we can turn a blind eye to some things, but you must cut off the claws of those who dare to reach out for fundamental strategic materials." .

Killing one hundred or ten thousand will do.

No matter how big the official is, how powerful the power behind him is, and it doesn't matter whether he is my brother-in-law or the old man, once he commits a taboo, he will be killed as a bastard! "

Wei Zhongxian: "..."

I dare not accept these words.

If someone wants to kill his father-in-law, that is the emperor's business, who is he, Wei Zhongxian...

"By the way, there is one more thing." Zhu Youjian suddenly remembered something, "How are the several infrastructure projects in the capital going?

The land development of the Xinwang Mansion, the Daming Engineering Bureau, the Chamber of Commerce of All Nations, and the Daming Academy.

And most importantly, how is the construction of the Beijing underground railway going? "

Wei Zhongxian fell to his knees with a 'plop'.

These 'big events' are basically unfinished...

Zhu Youjian's face gradually became gloomy, and he snorted coldly, and said, "Is it all a so-called unfinished project?"

Wei Zhongxian poked his head on the ground, making bang bang bang bang, he didn't dare to make a sound.

At that time, even he, a great eunuch, thought that these so-called "infrastructure projects" were nothing more than foolish emperors trusting the horses and commanding them indiscriminately, and they were simply a joke.

Coupled with the fact that he was really busy with various affairs, he tried to find ways to raise money and food everywhere, and he was doing disaster relief and preparing food and wages, basically never stopping.

Moreover, according to the current financial resources of the Ming Dynasty, some projects cannot be supported at all...

"My words don't count," Zhu Youjian sighed suddenly, and said in a cold voice, "Since the first day I became the throne, you, Wei Zhongxian, have always discounted the things I arranged.

Tell me, why is this so? "

Wei Zhongxian didn't dare to say anything.

It's not all because, at first, he thought it was just a casual remark by the idiot emperor.

Afterwards, this guy never asked.

This gave Wei Zhongxian an illusion.

He felt that the idiot emperor should have forgotten all the "big things" that had been arranged before...

Unexpectedly, I didn't say anything before, and I didn't ask questions.

It's just that Zhu Youjian knows that his foundation is still very shallow, and he doesn't have the strength to wrestle with Wei Zhongxian, Qian Qianyi and other civil and military ministers.

Nor does he have the strength to wrestle with the Liaoxi generals.

Not to mention, the strength to fight to the death with the entire wealthy family.

So, forbear until now.

In the original script, when Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong, Gao Yingxiang, Wang Heshang and others raised their troops to rebel, because they had no way to survive, they had no so-called worries.

Therefore, people can change places with one shot, just like rogues.

Anyway, it's just doing trouble to grab jobs, so I don't care about the basic disk.

The idiot emperor Zhu Youjian had too many worries, he couldn't be like those guys, killing and robbing regardless...

……

After reprimanding Wei Zhongxian, Zhu Youjian waved his hand and let the eunuch get busy on his own.

Even if you know that the subordinates will always give you a big discount when they do things, he, the poor emperor, has a fart way.

"Let's go out and relax," Zhu Youjian murmured, "Go to Xiyuan Lake and listen to the music."

In a certain corner of Qianqing Palace, a faint figure disappeared silently.

Naturally, it was the emperor's hidden guard, who went out to arrange it.

The world in the capital is not peaceful. Every time the idiot emperor travels, he must be absolutely safe. Not only are there hundreds of bright guards in brocade clothes to protect him, but there are also more than 300 dark guards with strong martial arts, who are responsible for his security. .

Because he didn't know whether this derailed Ming Dynasty was a world of low martial arts or a world of high martial arts.

His current strength, agility +12...

I don't know if I'm considered a martial arts master.

Changed into a simple and clean white silk shirt, put a scholar's scarf on his head, and held a paper fan in his hand, Zhu Youjian staggered out of the Forbidden City, dressed like a rich and dirty son, making the women along the way People stared sideways.

Even some big men who pick their feet seem to have looked at him a few more times.

'It's better to be a commoner. '

"However, you must have money, food, power and power, and it is best to have an emperor's father..."

The idiot emperor was filled with emotion.

If he was His Royal Highness, or the grandson of the prince, he might live a more nourishing life.

Being an emperor is not a technical job. In the peaceful and prosperous age, even if you tie a mangy dog ​​to the dragon chair, you will still have good governance and harmony, and the world will be clear.

However, you must be a good Emperor Chongzhen.

Simply, no one did it!

"Master, do me a favor and give me something to eat."

"Master, let's enjoy a bite of rice, we haven't eaten a grain of rice for three days and three nights."

"Master, my two children, take whichever you like, I don't want money, as long as they can have a bite to eat and a life, our family will kowtow to you..."

Walking all the way, followed by dozens of beggars.

Judging by the accent, it should be from the Shandong area.

At a fork in the road, Zhu Youjian stopped, looked back at the beggars, and said, "Are you all from Shandong?"

"Yes, sir, we are all from Laizhou Prefecture in Shandong Province. Our family suffered a famine, so we had to beg along the way to the capital..."

"From Laizhou Prefecture?"

Zhu Youjian frowned slightly.

The areas around Laizhou Prefecture and Dengzhou Prefecture, because they are close to the coast of the port and have been delivering food and salaries to Mao Wenlong’s army in Dongjiang Town, Zhu Youjian once issued an order to exempt these two prefectures from taxes for ten years.

In addition, under the planning of Wei Zhongxian and Zheng Zhilong, more than half of the victims were transported to Kuwu Island by sea.

Now, we still have so many victims?
It seems that he, the idiot emperor, lives in the palace all day and doesn't know anything about the outside world.

There is no relevant news in Mr. Cao's flying report. '

Zhu Youjian's face gradually turned cold: "You don't have imperial taxes over there, plus shipping, fishing and hunting, salt drying, etc., even if you can't live affluently, it's not difficult to hang your life, right?"

"Oh, this old man doesn't know something," said an elderly beggar weeping bitterly:
"If the imperial court does not exempt the taxes of Laizhou Prefecture and Dengzhou Prefecture, there may be a way for us ordinary people to survive. However, it is precisely because the imperial court exempts all taxes that we have no way of survival."

"Why?" Zhu Youjian asked curiously.

"Before the imperial court exempted us from taxes, some rich families looked down on some barren cultivated land, and some shallow fishing ports and fishing villages, so they let us beg for a living.

However, since the idiot emperor issued an imperial decree exempting all taxes, those places were quickly occupied by the rich families by all means.

more than this.

Some young and strong ones were tied together with ropes and worked for the big families all day long, preventing them from leaving their homeland to seek a living.

A lot of people were tortured to death and beaten to death..."

Zhu Youjian was silent for a while.

Unexpectedly, under Zhu Youjian's Ming Dynasty, he was developing towards slavery.

Moreover, this is a matter of Shandong.

In the northwest, in the southwest, in the south of the Yangtze River, in Fujian, Zhejiang, Fujian...

Forget it, I feel tired just thinking about it.

"Why don't you build roads, or build farmland and water conservancy projects? Isn't the imperial court fully implementing work-for-relief? If you go, even if you can't make any money, you can still earn a living."

"My uncle doesn't know something. On those construction sites, there are only young and middle-aged laborers."

"We old, weak, sick and disabled, even if we drink a mouthful of gruel, people don't want it."

The idiot emperor took out a handful of golden beans and wanted to throw them to the beggars.

Suddenly, his mind changed.

These people, even if it is a golden mountain, probably can't bear it.

With so many eyes staring at him and throwing out a handful of golden beans, he, Zhu Youjian, might get three or five points of 'prodigal value'. However, it is estimated that before dark, these people's heads will be screwed off inexplicably.

The land of the capital, don't look at it as magnificent and resplendent as a dog, in fact, it is a den of bandits, a BIAO gate...

"Let's go, I invite you to eat meat and drink." Zhu Youjian waved his hand and led the way to Xinwangfu Street not far away.

That area is currently considered to be the most prosperous area in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and it is not an exaggeration to say that every inch of land is expensive.

Those wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River were very superstitious, and there were rumors that there was a dragon spirit in the Xinwang Mansion, where scholars read, wrote, and studied stereotyped essays, and they could easily be enlightened and understand the words of sages in the Four Books and Five Classics.

Those who do business, in that area, can be contaminated with some aura of wealth.

more than this.

There is also a rumor that living in the hidden residence of the idiot emperor for a long time can strengthen the body, strengthen the waist and strengthen the kidneys. It is said that as long as they live for a year or so, even the ten daughters of the Yeyu will be no problem.

Because, someone in the palace sent a message.

Today's Long Live Lord, with dragon muscles and tiger bones, is extremely powerful.

Often, day and night...

……

Regarding these rumors, the idiot emperor laughed it off.

To speculate on land, you have to go all out for something.

The face of the royal family is not very valuable. He just hinted at Wei Zhongxian and "packaged" the magic of that place.

However, using the gimmick of 'one day and one night' to stir up land is indeed a bit beyond the idiot emperor's expectations.

"Have you seen the most luxurious restaurant?"

Coming to Xinwangfu Street, Zhu Youjian pointed to a large restaurant along the street at the entrance of Xinwangfu, and said with a smile: "Go, invite all of you Shandong fellows who are living in the capital, I... have a feast right now!
This son likes to treat guests to dinner the most, hahaha. "

Dozens of beggars followed closely behind, dragging their children with their daughters, dressed in ragged clothes, all yellow and thin. Seeing the "red building" in the distance, they were too frightened to make a sound.

Such a rich place, is it the place where the idiot emperor invites his sister-in-law to dinner?

Country people don't know how to speak very much, so someone couldn't help but ask: "Young master, the red building in front looks like a palace. Could it be the place where the emperor invites his sister-in-law to dinner?"

All the beggars giggled.

Zhu Youjian laughed loudly: "That's right, that's where the idiot emperor specially treats guests to dinner."

"Let's go, my son invites you to drink and eat meat, go to the bar to listen to music, and enjoy her mother for a while!"

(End of this chapter)