Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 483 Convincing people with pictures
"Your Majesty, forgive me for speaking bluntly. During the reign of Chongzhen and the years of the slave occupation, the huge Northern Zhili has long been dilapidated. The two provinces of Shanxi and Shandong where the two wings are located have also been looted and exhausted. It is unbearable for the country..."

Zhu Mou's career as an official for many years has long since washed away the slickness he had mixed up in the market in the early years, but revealed a bit of the temperament of a high-ranking official.

As the saying goes, living and moving qi, nourishing and moving the body, there is no other way.

Today, he is no different from an ordinary civil servant, what he lacks is only a Jinshi diploma.

I saw that he showed a little bit of sadness and a little bit of puzzlement, but Zhu Yixi understood that as long as he asked, he would definitely implement it.

"The matter of moving the capital, I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to postpone it for a while, it's too fast now..."

Concern and bewilderment appeared on Zhu Mou's face.

The emperor squinted his eyes and glanced at the two people who stopped writing. Huang Zongxi and Zheng Sen also had doubts on their faces, but they immediately hid them.

"You can't say that!"

The emperor got up and patted his shoulder, but said: "Although the two provinces of Shandong and Shanxi are dilapidated, they have two advantages."

"For one thing, the vassal kings in the two provinces have disappeared either because of the rebellion or because of the establishment of slaves. You must know that in the past, [-]% of the money and food in the two provinces went to support the vassal kings. Now that nearly half of the pressure has gone, wouldn't it relieve a lot of pressure? ?”

"Secondly, the chaos of soldiers, bandits, plagues, and natural disasters during the reign of Tianqi and Chongzhen have gradually receded in the north, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment. Why worry about money and food?"

After finishing speaking, the emperor looked at the dead leaves outside the window and said, "Besides, it will take nearly a year to complete the capital relocation. Although the time is short, the two provinces must be able to recover a lot of vitality."

Speaking of this, Emperor Shaowu suddenly smiled: "Furthermore, don't you still have the southern provinces? Sea transportation, canals, walking on two legs, what are you afraid of?"

"However, the loss is not worth it!"

"Not worth it?"

Emperor Daming suddenly restrained his smile and clapped his hands.

At this time, Tian Ren, who was on the side, turned around with a helpless expression, and asked someone to lift the map out.

Once the emperor has something to do, he likes to talk with the map, and he is used to it.

The attendants were also used to it, bringing up the screen-like map as quickly as possible, and then carried it over steadily and quickly.

So Huang Zongxi and Zheng Sen saw this huge map that was seven feet long and five feet wide.

As for the two capitals and thirteen provinces of Ming Dynasty, they completely caught their eyes and were painted in pale yellow.

Liaodong, Yunnan, Shaanxi Xingdusi, and the former U-Tsang area are all white.

"What a fine stroke—" Huang Zongxi praised.

"The country of Wa is not far from Shandong—" Zheng Sen was amazed.

And Zhu Mou here has already seen too much, turning a blind eye, just watching the emperor quietly, waiting for the next sentence.

"People dislike the poor and love the rich. When they stay in Nanjing, they don't want to leave. They just use Hangzhou as Bianzhou. If I don't move the capital to Beijing as soon as possible, the Jiannu who returned to Liaodong will be eager to come back."

"And if the capital is not in Beijing, then the materials from the entire south will not be sent to the north wholeheartedly."

"Similarly, only if Beijing is the capital of the country, the imperial court will take care of the frontier army, the Great Wall, and the broken provinces in the north."

While speaking, the emperor moved his fingers from Liaodong to Shanxi, and then to Shaanxi, covering a large area.

"The Taizu's examiner who recorded all the scholars in the south was the result of seeing the injustice between the north and the south. If it was a few years later, the north would really be ruined..."

Finally, he stopped at Monan, where the Chahar Mongolian tribes were written, and further north were the Khalkha Mongolian tribes.

Nodding seriously, the emperor did not say what he said next.

Zheng Sen stopped writing and listened carefully, feeling very reasonable.

But Huang Zongxi kept writing: the emperor sighed, people's livelihood is so difficult, everyone hates the poor and loves the rich. In the past, Hangzhou was Bianzhou, but now it is not far away...

As expected, Zhu Mou was persuaded again.

That's right, the emperor likes to convince people with reason like this, using maps to reason.

After taking a breath, he took a few gulps of tea and felt much more comfortable.

For such a rude move, Huang Zongxi picked up the pen and hesitated for a while to write: Afterwards, the emperor was very pleased, Fang Jue swallowed it like a scorched cauldron, and drank it all in one gulp...

In such a short while, one side of the paper has been written.

It was not until the afternoon, when it was getting dark, that the two of them left the palace and finished their day's work.

"Since the morning, first the Ministry of Household Affairs, then the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and then the Ministry of Punishment. Your Majesty is really tired."

Zheng Sen said with emotion.

Huang Zongxi on the side couldn't stop kneading his wrists, rolled his eyes and said: "You are all happy, the total is only a few hundred words, but I have written more than ten pages, I don't know how many words."

Seeing that the palace gate was locked, Qiqi sighed.

It's not easy to be a close servant, trembling with fear, afraid of hearing some secret news, or inexplicably offending the emperor, etc., I really didn't feel it on the first day.

After the two were outrageous, the emperor directly collapsed on the dragon floor, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

"My lord, you have to take good care of yourself. The slaves feel distressed when they see it." Tian Ren persuaded the emperor while giving the emperor a massage.

"It's only been a few days."

The emperor waved his hand and said with a sudden smile, "This group of good men and women are used to it, so we can relax a bit."

The new living man is in place, and he has to show off. Today's workload is three times that of the past, which is tiring.

Although tired, Zhu Yixi still left the palace gate after resting for half an hour, taking advantage of the curfew.

The close servants and bodyguards were close to him, and Jinyiwei and Dongchang followed closely. Hundreds of people were densely packed to ensure the safety of the emperor.

Of course, this is also the capital city, if it is in another place, it is purely courting death.

There are many turns and eight touches, a courtyard only two streets away from the imperial city, brightly lit.

Zhu Yixi pushed open the door, and heard the cry of a child.

The sound is loud, like two small speakers.

A few wet nurses are coaxing softly, through the window screen, they can be vaguely seen clearly.

And when he entered the courtyard, everyone saw him as the master, and Zhu Yixi also saw Gao Guiying on the bed.

The slender thighs and slightly plump body, although covered by a thin quilt, can vaguely see its grace.

"My son!"

Looking at her half-year-old son in the cradle, Zhu Yixi was still in a good mood.

Although it is not included in the sequence of generations, it is my own flesh and blood after all, and it will be of great use in the future.

"You are here."

As an elderly mother, after giving birth to her son, Gao Guiying's maternal nature has been strong, and her temper is not as stubborn as before, which makes Zhu Yixi feel a little regretful.

"En!" Zhu Yixi responded, "Let him study in the future and become a Jinshi."

After playing around for a while, Zhu Yixi came to another courtyard, this is Dou Meiyi's place.

Like Gao Guiying, Dou Meiyi also gave birth to an heir for him, but it was a daughter.

The little face was flushed and smooth, Zhu Yixi liked it very much, and even thought about letting him enter the palace, but in the end he was spared.

(End of this chapter)