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

Chapter 220 Ten thousand brides...

The folk draft is going on, and the officials, wealthy businessmen, and wealthy families all over the world quickly took action.

There is no need for the court to say or do anything.

Those powerful and powerful people willingly recruited for the idiot emperor, selected all the women who had not yet left the cabinet, and asked painters to paint them one by one.

Edited into a volume, beautifully framed.

"Well, it's okay, this one is good."

"The third girl from the Shen family in the south of the Yangtze River is demure and elegant, just by looking at her nose and eyes."

"Mizhi's mother-in-law, Suide's Han, the group of women that Hong Chengchou sent up are all good, I have to reward him with something later."

"Tsk tsk, this nose, these eyebrows, these eyes, this coquettish posture, she is simply a beauty in the world, I am very pleased."

……

The idiot emperor was in the Qianqing Palace, "Gougou painting" all night without sleep, and he didn't feel tired at all.

Just kidding, for a man who has reached level 15 in strength, agility, and riding and archery, this kind of hard work is nothing at all.

Thinking about having a large group of wives all at once, while Zhu Youjian was faintly excited, he also began to feel a little worried: "There are so many concubines in the harem, it is somewhat inconvenient to live in this harem." '

In the eyes of the world, the backyard of the imperial palace can be regarded as the best place in the world.

But for Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, he was actually not used to it all the time.

Every palace, in his eyes, always feels a bit eerie, as if people died and blood was shed in every house.

Every brick has been soaked in human blood...

……

"Zhongxian, come in."

In the middle of the night, the rooster crowed twice, Zhu Youjian finally selected all the "beauties" and casually called Wei Zhongxian to come in.

The great eunuch Wei Zhongxian was really good. The emperor was reading the 'picture album' inside, and he stood upright outside the palace gate for several hours. Hearing the emperor's call, his old face immediately showed joy.

From the emperor's voice, he heard satisfaction and joy.

"Long live lord..."

As soon as he entered the door, Wei Zhongxian wanted to kneel down.

However, thinking that this master didn't like other people kneeling down at every turn, he made a natural transition, walked aside quickly, and brewed a new pot of tea for the idiot emperor.

"Long Live Lord, you can't be too tired, you have to think about the country and society of the Ming Dynasty..."

The idiot emperor took a cup of tea, took a sip, then put it down casually, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm looking for a concubine for myself, so I should be tired.

But you old man, why don't you go to rest earlier?

There is such a big mess in the Ming Dynasty, how could one of them leave you, Wei Zhongxian..."

These few words, Zhu Youjian said naturally, without the slightest affectation.

This Wei Zhongxian was originally just a pig-killing knife in the hands of the emperor. If the emperor hadn't killed himself, plus all the civil and military officials and wealthy aristocratic families were tossing around, the original Emperor Chongzhen would not have to hang himself...

"Long live, servant..."

"Okay, don't act like this."

The idiot emperor casually pointed to the embroidered pier in front of the dragon bed, and said warmly: "Zhongxian, please sit down first and take a breath. I feel a little sorry for being on duty outside for most of the night.

Look at your bones, if it weren't for the hard work you have practiced for several years with those big insiders, ordinary people can't bear it at all..."

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly stepped forward, refilled some tea for the emperor, then sat down cautiously, and said with a wry smile: "Long live lord, this servant's body is not bad, it's just that she is old and can't sleep;
Especially when the servant thinks that the Lord Long Live is still busy in the Qianqing Palace, day and night, it is even more difficult for the servant to fall asleep.

It's a pity that the servant girl hasn't studied for a few days, her eyesight is short-sighted, and she can't figure out many important things, so she can't help Long Live Lord..."

Zhu Youjian squinted at Wei Zhongxian, and sighed secretly: "This old man's mouth is worthy of having a meal with Hakka's Baba, and his skills are amazing!" '

"No need to do that," Zhu Youjian rubbed the center of his brows, and said with a wry smile, "With you, Wei Zhongxian, in charge of the government, I can spare some time to think about some major issues of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhongxian, I cannot live without you.

In the past, when I was angry, I would kill and cut at every turn. In fact, I just hate that iron can't be made of steel. I hope you can grow up as soon as possible, and don't stand still.

The Ming Dynasty has been derailed...

Ahem, with the joint efforts of you and my ministers, various affairs of the Ming Dynasty have entered the track of rapid development, and you will still be busy in the future.

Don't break a bunch of old bones, I won't have a right hand and a right hand when the time comes. "

What he said was sincere, and Wei Zhongxian's blood was surging when he heard it.

"Long Live Lord, even if the slaves are smashed to pieces, they will..."

"Okay, okay, don't smash your body to pieces at every turn, you old man is smashed to pieces, how can you do things for me and our Ming Dynasty?"

The idiot emperor said a few words of reassurance, then pointed to the pile of 'draft albums' with his finger, and said with a smile: "I have selected them one by one, you can go down and get busy.

Remember, the battle should be bigger and more generous, and don't be petty and make people look shabby.

In the Ming Dynasty, we were not so poor that we couldn't even hold the emperor's wedding, right?

If you are short of money, you can go directly to the Daming Bank to borrow millions of gold coins... Forget it, since you all don't like Daming gold coins, you can find a way to get the money you need.

If it really doesn't work, I will sell this Forbidden City..."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth rose, and a very satisfied smile appeared on his handsome face.

Wei Zhongxian whispered in his heart: "Here we come, we come again!" '

The idiot emperor is going to sell the Forbidden City again...

"Long live, the Ming Dynasty gold coin case, slaves and maidservants remittance with Zhongshan King Xu Yunzhen, cabinet scholar Qian Qianyi, will start to handle it immediately, and strictly investigate and deal with it!"

Wei Zhongxian bowed and said: "As for the draft ceremony, the slaves promise to hold it in a splendid manner, and we must not lose the face of our Ming Dynasty!"

The idiot emperor nodded and smiled, "With you Wei Zhongxian in charge, I can rest assured.

By the way, I want to build another villa...

Cough cough, I want to build another garden so that I can accommodate those concubines. After all, this group of women is different from the past. They are daughters of rich families from all over the world and scholars from Jiangnan and Jiangbei. They can't be as sloppy as before, right?

As for the architectural style..."

Zhu Youjian stretched out two fingers, tapped lightly on the case table, and said in a deep voice: "I want something that is two or three stories high, with bright and clean windows, with floor-to-ceiling windows, with flowers and grass, mountains and water." ...

Forget it, you can send an order to let Yang He from the Daming Engineering Bureau enter the palace.

In addition, let Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing return to Beijing as soon as possible. I miss the two great scientists very much. "

Wei Zhongxian happily went to work.

Nearly [-] 'draft albums' are nearly [-] 'empresses'.

The emperor also wanted to build a small building for every 'mother', and Wei Zhongxian was inexplicably overwhelmed by this expenditure alone.

Ten thousand small buildings, ten thousand gardens!

As long as the idiot emperor still thinks about "doing big things" and thinking about how to spend money recklessly and prodigal, his Wei Zhongxian's head will still be of great use...

……

After sending Wei Zhongxian away, Zhu Youjian drank tea in silence for a while, and finally made a decision.

"come."

Somewhere beyond the candlelight of the main hall, an illusory figure quietly appeared, but it was a hidden guard.

"I'm going to Miss Hongliu in Xiyuan."

As soon as Zhu Youjian finished speaking, the hidden guard nodded silently, bowed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In this regard, Zhu Youjian was not surprised, and was quite satisfied in his heart.

Cao Gong's handwriting is simply amazing!

The idiot emperor changed into a suit of clothes, then left the palace in a hurry, and went straight to Xiyuan.

Now, all the people in the palace are Zhu Youjian, whether it is eunuchs, Jin Yiwei, or those court ladies, they were all sent to the palace after Cao Gong and Miss Hongliu handled the selection.

Therefore, it is even more convenient for him to leave the palace and enter the palace than to attack Korea...

……

At dawn, Zhu Youjian summoned Yang He on the boat in Xiyuan.

The 'Chairman' of the Ming Dynasty Engineering Bureau resigned himself as a high-ranking official of the third rank of the imperial court, and was willing to contribute a little to the 'infrastructure project' of the Ming Dynasty. This kind of spirit alone made the emperor admire him very much.

Who said that scholars in the Ming Dynasty had no backbone?
It's still small.

These real seeds of scholars are not blindly pedantic, what they lack is just a suitable opportunity.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

When the emperor, he thinks about it all day long, either how to intrigue with the courtiers, or greedy for pleasure, and squandering the people's fat and anointing for himself.

In my heart, I still think about those civil and military ministers, if they want to be upright and upright, can they devote themselves to the Ming Dynasty?
Want to eat fart!

"Your Majesty, what's the rush to summon the minister so early?"

Entering the cabin, Yang He bowed and saluted.

"Yang Aiqing, you have lost a lot of weight recently," Zhu Youjian greeted Yang He to sit down, filled a bowl of tea with his own hands, and comforted him: "You are busy with business, but you, Yang Aiqing, have to learn to be lazy;

It can't be that the Ming Dynasty has just started to improve, and you, the leader of the Ming Engineering Bureau, will be exhausted first, right?

Take it easy, eat food one bite at a time, and drink water one bite at a time.

In the same way, our Ming Dynasty was seriously ill, and it was even more necessary to change our attitude bit by bit in order to do great things.

Look at you, you are 50 or [-] years old, and you don't care about your body at all. Could it be that you are going to be tired and let me preside over the engineering bureau?

You, you, are too outrageous! "

On Yang He's thin face, there was a look of excitement, with tears in his eyes, he said: "Your Majesty..."

There's no way, the idiot emperor's casual jokes and curses broke the defense of this scholar.

The problems of the Ming Dynasty piled up like a mountain.

All kinds of bad things, all kinds of bad debts.

All kinds of water conservancy projects and civil facilities owed by the imperial court for 200 years, if he Yang He personally presided over the work for a year or two, and went to various parts of the country to see...

In a word: shocking.

The treasury is empty.

If it hadn't been for the idiot emperor to directly abolish the circulation of gold and silver and forcefully promote the 'Gold Coins of the Ming Dynasty', what would Yang He use to carry out the project?
Now, there is another problem with the Daming gold coin...

It's just worse.

"Yang Aiqing, how is the recent water conservancy project going?" Zhu Youjian asked straight to the point.

"The improvement project of fertile land in the Yellow River Basin is progressing fairly smoothly. In Shaanxi, Henan, Hebei, and Shandong, 3000 million mu of fertile land has been transformed. In addition, there are also some tributary fertile land reconstruction projects. About 600 million mu of barren dry land can be transformed into for paddy fields;

In addition, there is a piece of Xifengkou Reservoir, with 300 million mu of fertile land.

The river leads to the capital and Tianjin Wei, and along the way, 800 million mu of irrigated land can be transformed..."

Zhu Youjian settled the account silently.

Much less than he imagined.

However, as far as the current technological level of the Ming Dynasty is concerned, Yang He and his Daming Engineering Bureau have already achieved the ultimate.

After all, without the support of oil and electricity, the so-called water conservancy projects are nothing more than some flood control dams and drainage irrigation.

"I don't know, Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing, how can we get the generator out..."

"Yang Aiqing, you have worked hard."

Zhu Youjian said with emotion: "Thinking of the Ming Dynasty, for more than 200 years since the founding of the country, the water conservancy projects and fertile land renovation projects invested every year, if only calculated from the account books and title books, fertile land has already been everywhere;
It's a pity, huh, huh. "

He smiled wryly, and continued: "In terms of water conservancy projects, I won't say anything more, you, Yang Aiqing, can figure it out by yourself.

This time, I summoned you, Yang He, to discuss another small project with you. "

Yang He got up quickly, and said with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty can just give orders, talk and discuss, but it will be a shame for this humble minister!"

Zhu Youjian waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's not that serious, don't be so serious every now and then."

He pondered for a while, and said: "I want to build ten thousand gardens near this Xiyuan..."

'Puff'.

Yang He's knees softened and he almost fell to the ground.

"Ten thousand gardens..." Yang He's slender face showed a look of distress, and he said in a shy voice, "I don't know the scale of the ten thousand gardens of Your Majesty? What are their uses?
In addition, what are the requirements for the floor area, construction specifications, and interior and exterior decoration of each garden?
In addition, do you want a wood and stone structure, or a pure wood structure?
Does the layout of the palace have to be the same as the Forbidden City? "

Look, this is professionalism.

The idiot emperor laughed loudly, and said: "There is no need for brick and stone structures, nor wood and stone structures, let alone pure wood buildings. Those building methods are not only not strong enough, but also have poor earthquake resistance.

This time, I want you to use reinforced concrete.

how is it? "

"Reinforced concrete?"

Yang He was a little dazed.

As the 'chairman' of the Daming Engineering Bureau, he is very familiar with the reinforced concrete concrete that Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing produced. He even drank a few times for that new type of building material, expressing his respect for scientists...

However, that material wants to be applied to folks and used to build houses.

It seems that some are overkill.

"Your Majesty, building a house made of steel and concrete is not compatible with the five elements, and it is quite a hindrance to people to live in."

Yang He was stunned for a while, and finally came up with a reason, which made the idiot emperor laugh out loud.

"You, the leader of the Daming Engineering Bureau, have started talking about superstition?"

"Don't worry, after you build all these ten thousand gardens, I will issue an imperial decree to tell the power of the five elements to stop meddling in their own business. If you don't obey, I will... I will scold my mother!"

"Hahaha."

Yang He: "..."

This idiot emperor's brain circuit is too strange, relying on his own emperor, the so-called son of heaven, to speak wild words...

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Your Majesty, I will find someone to design these ten thousand gardens!"

Zhu Youjian smiled and said, "No, let me come."

"I'm good at designing or something!"

Yang He: "..."

(End of this chapter)