I am the king of the dead

Zhu Qiyu sent Xing'an to Xuanlai Shaobao Yuqian, Wei Guogong Xu Chengzong, Songjiang governor Li Binyan, Songjiang governor Chen Zongqing, internal money eunuch Lin Xiu, household doctor Wang Hu, and the specific executor, official businessman Ye Zhongxing.

"This is my preliminary plan." Zhu Qiyu finished his plan quite calmly, and began to solicit opinions from Daming ministers.

Lin Xiu and Wang Hu were overjoyed. Your Majesty's whole set of logic can be said to be a typical example.

For the smooth implementation of Daming's work-for-relief, the meat-eaters really ruined their families and spared no effort to contribute their wealth.

Ye Zhong's pedestrians were a little numb. He looked at His Majesty who made money and righteousness with extremely terrified eyes, his teeth were trembling, but he didn't dare to speak out in front of the mighty corrector.

It's not that Zhu Qiyu's fierce appearance frightened Ye Zhongxing.

When Ye Zhongxing first entered the door, he was not afraid at all when he saw His Majesty who was full of heroism and even a little bit of kindness. It was like how could everything be afraid when seeing the sun rise?

He almost flew across the sea and became an overseas Chinese. It was His Majesty who upheld justice for him, and it was His Majesty who rescued him from the pirates.

In his heart, there is only gratitude to His Majesty.

Even if His Majesty asked him to go up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire, if he frowned, he would be disloyal and unrighteous.

But now, he has complicated feelings towards His Majesty, and he is really afraid.

It wasn't His Majesty's decisive decision that frightened him, His Majesty has always acted vigorously and never relentlessly, everyone in Ming Dynasty knows this.

He was afraid of His Majesty's methods.

Wang Ao always sighs with emotion, thanks to His Majesty being the emperor of Ming Dynasty, but if His Majesty is not the emperor, Daming will definitely have a huge greed that cannot be grasped.

"Boss Ye Shang, do you have any questions?" Zhu Qiyu asked with a smile.

Ye Zhongxing quickly shook his head and said nervously: "No problem, absolutely no problem, I will definitely go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate."

Zhu Qiyu sneered and said: "Look at what you said, I made you rich, otherwise what would you use to be the head of the two Zhejiang maritime merchants?"

"Is there anything else you want to add?"

Yu Qian patted the armrest of the seat, hesitated to speak, stopped to speak, and finally said: "Your Majesty, even if they escape overseas, they are still His Majesty's subjects."

"I think, do you want to leave a hole, for example, if you get ahead in Nanyang, can you give me the title of governor?"

This was also the practice during the Yongle period. When Hu Yuan went south, a large number of people from Fujian, Guangzhe and Zhejiang went south to Nanyang. When Ming went to the West, he even appointed a governor of Luzon.

Be a man to stay on the line and meet each other in the future.

Yu Qian wants to persuade Renshu that His Majesty collects taxes when he boards the ship and collects taxes when he disembarks, which is understandable.

But His Majesty didn't even give him a chance to wake up, it was a bit too stern.

Zhu Qiyu was also a little hesitant about this, and said: "I have thought about this problem before, thinking that they will suddenly wake up, and one day, they will be able to think clearly and understand, leaving the big tree of Daming, they are nothing."

"But to give them the position of governor, I'm not happy."

It's difficult to calm down, and the idea is not clear.

As Yu Qian said, giving these well-known overseas expatriates who left Daming, in the name of governor, can effectively increase Ming's political restraint on the small Fanyi country in Nanyang.

Yu Qian knew the consequences of the embarrassment in the emperor's heart.

At the beginning, King Jili insisted on conscripting himself, just like a child losing his temper. The more the courtiers refused to let him go, the more angry King Jili wanted to conscript himself.

Although His Majesty is not as perverse as King Ji Li, but His Majesty is the emperor, if His Majesty is upset, can Daming still recover? !

Yu Qian is very good at compromise, he thought for a while and said: "How about this, it depends on whether we are fast, or the carnivores of the fleeing home are fast."

"If Da Mingkuai, the family who fled is a fugitive. If the people who fled are quick, they are naturally the pioneers of the king, and it is reasonable to give them the position of governor."

"Well, not bad! Just do as Yu Shaobao said." Zhu Qiyu kept nodding when he heard it.

Every time Master Yu makes a compromise, the compromise is just right.

This may be the strength of the head of a hundred officials.

Yu Qian carefully scrutinized His Majesty's expression, and was convinced that His Majesty was not saving face for this young man, but felt that by doing so, he could not only stop Youyou's mouth, but also refine Gu from Nanyang, a big Gu altar, for Da Ming to use.

Nanyang is about to become a place where Gu is cultivated, and the Gu king refined here is the overseas colonist who eats people but does not spit out bones.

The colonists who can be the king's predecessors are one of the wealth of Ming Dynasty, and they are worthy of the governor's position.

Chen Zongqing's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He had relatively little contact with His Majesty, and His Majesty was always in a superimposed state of benevolence and cruelty.

When you are benevolent, His Majesty makes people feel like a spring breeze, and His Majesty and Yu Shaobaojun's sages and ministers are happy and harmonious, which makes Chen Zongqing extremely at ease.

But this brutality, His Majesty is really frightening.

"Does Chen Aiqing have any opinions?" Zhu Qiyu looked at Chen Zongqing and asked.

Chen Zongqing shuddered and said, "No! Your Majesty, I don't have any! I'm just a corrupt official!"

The role Chen Zongqing needs to play is an official corrupted by Ye Zhongxing.

Of course, Chen Zongqing, nicknamed Chen Qingtian, is indeed not a corrupt official, but if His Majesty needs it, he can be.

Everything depends on His Majesty's will.

As for impeachment?

Chen Zongqing is not afraid, he is the governor of Songjiang Prefecture of the fourth grade, and a capital official of the same level as Governor of Heshuntian Prefecture and Yin of Yingtian Prefecture.

The Dukes of Ming Dynasty in the court all knew how powerful it was. His Majesty wanted to give some bonuses to the households. With such a large amount of money, the Dukes of Ming Dynasty in the six departments would naturally be able to ventilate.

"Then I will create some wind power for them. If you don't scare them, why are the fish frightened? Xing'an, do you have a target?" Zhu Qiyu asked.

Xing'an bowed his head and said, "There happens to be one."

"Tsk tsk, this Songjiang Mansion is the richest place in Ming Dynasty, and there are such things, it is really a typical example, he is the only one." Zhu Qiyu stood up and said: "Get up!"

Chapter 692 The Poor Born with Evil Plans and the Rich with a Conscience

Emperor Ming couldn't catch fish, and he even heard about Tuotuobuhua who was far away in Daningwei.

But the level of the Ming emperor's nest making has always been admirable.

As long as His Majesty doesn't go out to catch fish himself, but just makes nests, it's basically like pinching the snails with three fingers, and it's pretty sure.

Zhu Qiyu got on his horse, led a group of horsemen, and galloped towards the outside of the city of Songjiang Mansion. Dozens of horsemen followed behind His Majesty without raising the dragon flag.

Dozens of cavalry galloped majesticly, and the horses with four hooves were galloping in the endless cotton fields. The strong horseshoes stepped on the soil, leaving heavy footprints, and the clatter of hooves resounded through the earth.

Xiaoteng has such a thing, and thousands of miles can run rampant.

"Wow." Zhu Qiyu stopped his horse, looked at the small village in front of him, and finally came to the place he wanted to go.

A village under the jurisdiction of Gaochang Township, Shanghai County.

In the first year of Song Xiangxing and the 15th year of Yuan Zhiyuan, Kublai Khan, the ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, talked with the prime minister Boyanzuo about the southern shipping, and ordered Luo Bi, Zhu Qing, and Zhang Xuan to set up a county in Shanghai and build sixty foreign ships. The remaining boats were transported by sea on trial, and [-] shi grains arrived in Beijing smoothly that year.

In the following year, Emperor Shizu of the Yuan Dynasty issued another decree to establish Shanghai County in the five townships of Gaochang, Changren, Beiting, Xinjiang, and Haiyu in the northeast of Huating County. Since then, more than 26 Households, specializing in grain and sea transportation.

In the next 46 years, more than 300 million grains of grain were transported from Shanghai to Beijing, almost including most of the grain in Jiangsu and part of Zhejiang.

Zhu Qiyu's goal is naturally a village under the jurisdiction of Gaochang Township, Shanghai County, called Haichao Village.

Zhu Qiyu got off his horse, and the Tiriders moved in unison. A total of twelve people were divided into four groups and headed towards the village.

They are going to clear the road to see if there is any danger.

Zhu Qiyu stood on the muddy road at the entrance of the village, looked at the village in front of him, and said, "This Haichao village is also called Yangjiacun, and they are all surnamed Yang. Tie, Yang Tong died at the age of three."

"Yang Tie has two older sisters, one is Yang Chun and the other is Yang Xia."

Chen Zongqing, Governor of Songjiang Prefecture, and Li Binyan, governor of Songjiang Prefecture, had faintly sensed that something was wrong. His Majesty suddenly came to the mortal world from the nine heavens.

Haichao Village faces south, and the roadside is full of farmland. Because it rained yesterday, the road is slightly muddy, and there are feces piled up on the side of the road, and there are bursts of stench from time to time. inside.

Most of the houses in the village are low walls made of adobe. If the roof has tiles and brick walls, then it is a wealthy house in the village.

"Did you see that the village is beating gongs and drums? This is Yang Tie preparing to get married." Zhu Qiyu watched the Tiqi come back, and then walked forward. They are big nobles of silk and satin. As soon as they entered the village, those children were frightened When they arrived, they ran quickly and hid under the low wall, watching the group of people curiously.

Zhu Qiyu stepped on the muddy road with one deep foot and one shallow foot, walking towards the village, and said as he walked: "This Haichao village and the other three villages over there, with nearly ten thousand mu of land, all belong to Mr. Yang in Gaochang. The village is all tenants of Master Yang."

"When Yang Tie was born, his mother fell ill and gave birth to six heirs. His vitality was damaged. This poor woman died before Yang Tie was full moon."

"Yang Tie, when he was two years old, suffered from four or six winds. He thought it was incurable, but he survived. When he was five years old, Yang Tie began to herd cattle and occasionally sheep for Mr. Yang."

"Master Yang is a very kind person. Seeing that Yang Tie lost his mother at a young age, he would often give Yang Tie some bran noodles. Bran, dross, is the peeled skin of grains. The poor eat dregs."

"This Yang Tie survived thanks to Master Yang's kindness."

Having said that, the corners of Chen Zongqing's mouth twitched, feeling that things were not that simple.

Zhu Qiyu was talking, and under the guidance of Tiqi, he found the courtyard with a red cloth hanging. Zhu Qiyu stopped, stood under the shade of the old locust tree, and sat on the stone nonchalantly.

From his place, you can completely see Yang Tie's house, three rooms, the courtyard wall is only half the height of a person, and half of the adobe courtyard wall has collapsed.

After Zhu Qiyu sat down, he continued: "When Yang Tie was seven years old, he began to work in the fields with his father. When he was 15 years old, he looked like he was 40 years old. His skin was cracked by the sun and his face was full of wrinkles. "

"Here, that's Yang Tie." Zhu Qiyu saw Yang Tie appearing in the courtyard, and said to the ministers.

A black and thin child, about five feet tall, appeared in everyone's eyes. There was fear in the child's eyes, because under the old locust tree, those silk and satin people who hugged each other were standing in front of them. looked at him.

This is a child, but the skin is tanned, and there are wrinkles on the face.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, the skin quality is at its best, but this child's skin is very much like the bark of the old locust tree behind him.

Zhu Qiyu continued calmly: "Yang Tie, like most rural children, reads books? What is a book? He can't even write his own name."

"Their family worked as cows and horses for Mr. Yang in Gaochang. The whole family worked three summers in summer and three nines in winter. They were busy from crowing to ghosts all year round."

"A family of six, Father Yang, Yang Jin, Yang Yin, Yang Tie, Yang Chun, and Yang Xia. There are only two pairs of trousers in total. The eldest and second sisters are still naked at home."

"There's an old saying, poor people make evil plans, and rich people make good consciences. Yang Chun and Yang Xia are naked, so they don't feel ashamed."

When talking about this, Zhu Qiyu's tone rose slightly, but he continued calmly: "All the cotton planted belongs to Mr. Yang in Gaochang. Mr. Yang sold the cotton, bought the grain and distributed it to the tenants. Six Divide three ounces into six stone grains, which is seven hundred catties."

"Half-year-old, eat me to death, what can I do with six stones of grain a year? This grain is not enough to eat."

"Every time Huang Qing doesn't pick up food, the whole family has to go hungry, so Yang Tie is so thin, what should I do if I don't want to starve to death, and ask the great benevolent Master Yang to borrow food."

"Master Yang saw that it was all for the face of the family, so he made a fortune and took out moldy old grains from the mountain of granaries. The fate of the family of six was barely saved."

"Yang Tie is hungry, scratching his heart and lungs, but he dare not say a word, because he is hungry. In their village, people starve to death every year."

Zhu Qiyu paused at this point, because Yang Tie was going to meet his relatives.

At this moment, Chen Zongqing, governor of Songjiang Prefecture, turned red like a piece of pig liver, and his hands were shaking violently.

One is anger, the other is self-hate, and the third is confusion.

Chen Zongqing is already a rare true Qingliu in the Ming Dynasty. He is neither corrupt nor corrupt, and works diligently. Find.

Chen Zongqing deserves the reputation of Chen Qingtian.

But even so, this world is still dripping with blood, right here in Songjiang Mansion.

Chen Zongqing felt powerless for a while.

The wind blows the leaves of the old pagoda tree, rustling.

Holding the whip in his hand, Zhu Qiyu continued with some turmoil and faint anger in his tone: "When Yang Tie was 13 years old, Father Yang died. He fell down while working in the field. And never got up again."

"Big brother Yang Jin went to Mr. Yang's house to borrow money, and wanted to bury his father, so that he could rest in peace."

"Either you say that the big landlord in Gaochang, Mr. Yang, is a great kind person, or you say that the poor make evil plans, and the rich make conscience."

"This money, Dashan Yang, really borrowed it. Dashan doesn't want to see such a scene of suffering."

"It's just that Yangjin can't afford it."

"Since Yang Jin's grandfather's generation, Yang Tie and his family have been owing money to Mr. Yang's family intermittently. The debt is not dead, and the debt is repaid by the father."

"It's only right and proper to pay off debts."

"Yang Jin and Yang Yin were sold to an unknown workshop as body laborers, and Yang Chun and Yang Xia were sold to the old courtyard of Songjiang Mansion as prostitutes."

"A family of six, Yang Tie is the only one left."

"Yang Tie never saw his two brothers and two sisters again."

Chen Zongqing couldn't hold back at first, stood up abruptly, and said angrily: "Ah! How unreasonable, how unreasonable! It's just, how unreasonable!"

As a serious Jinshi, Chen Zongqing even had tears in his eyes at this moment.

He was at a loss for words, he didn't know what words to use to vent his emotions, he just felt like he was being ignited by anger.

He was called Lord Qingtian by the people of Songjiang Mansion all day long. He was diligent and conscientious, so he naturally took up this title. When he received the Wanmin Umbrella, although he seemed calm, he was also happy.

But at this moment, he can only become angry from embarrassment!