Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

Ming Dynasty, the third year of Yongle, August.

Beijing.

Xu is giving Zhu Zhanji a lesson.

"To supervise the soldiers and civilians in collecting wood, each person is given five dou of rice and three ingots of banknotes per month. Do you think this is reasonable?"

Xu asked, pointing to the entire record book of fundraising for the construction of the imperial city.

After preliminary preparations, the construction of the Forbidden City in Beijing officially began last month.

Xu estimated that in Zhu Zhanji's generation, there would be no need to mobilize so many troops to move the capital and rebuild the imperial city again.

The construction of an imperial city is a huge project, and the coordination of personnel and the preparation of materials are all very complex.

This kind of construction experience is something you will never have if you miss it.

In the future, when the country develops and large-scale construction projects are carried out, the emperor will know nothing and will be easily deceived.

So he specially asked someone to write down all the matters one by one and discuss them with Zhu Zhanji.

Now they are both looking at some of the early preparations.

{Song Li, the Minister of Works, was sent to Sichuan; Shi Kui, the Right Vice Minister of Personnel, was sent to Huguang; Gu Pu, the Left Vice Minister of Revenue, was sent to Jiangxi; Liu Guan, the Right Deputy Chief Censor, was sent to Zhejiang; and Zhong Cheng, the Right Assistant Chief Censor, was sent to Shanxi to supervise the military and civilians in harvesting wood.}

{Taining Hou Chen Gui and Beijing Xingbu Shilang Zhang Sigong supervised the military and civilian craftsmen to make bricks and tiles.}

{The Ministry of Works was ordered to recruit color craftsmen from all over the country, soldiers from the various guards in Beijing, Henan, Shandong, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Zhongdu garrison, and Zhili guards, and the provincial governments of Henan, Shandong, Shaanxi, Shanxi, and Zhili, Fengyang, Huai'an, Yangzhou, Luzhou, Anqing, Xuzhou, and Hezhou. They were all to go to the capital to serve in May of the next year, with a rotation of half a year and five dou of rice per person per month.}

{Where the military and civilians are being recruited, all corvée services and gate tax collection will be completely stopped.}

"As long as the money is valuable, it's reasonable." Zhu Zhanji often went out of the palace, and his grandfather taught him a lot of market economics, so he was still very confident when he said it, but he also had doubts, "Is it because there is no danger to supervise the military and civilian craftsmen to make bricks and tiles and recruit craftsmen and civilians and only pay five dou of rice a month?"

"Yes, the mountains are very dangerous, but other places are much better."

Xu confirmed Zhu Zhanji's question.

"But, when civilians go to the capital to serve, people also have to do the local duties, which is also a burden on the common people."

Zhu Zhanji had been to various royal workshops in the capital. Everyone in the workshop had their own things to do.

Life is fixed and will not disappear just because people are not here.

Sometimes there are not enough people and one person may have to do the work of two people.

The same principle applies to local residents.

“It’s very good to think of this.”

Xu was a little surprised.

After not seeing his eldest grandson for more than half a year, Zhu Zhanji had made obvious progress.

"Well, my grandpa said, one hole for each radish, as long as the hole is there, a radish will be planted in it, whether the radish is willing or not."

Zhu Zhanji felt that what his grandparents and the people in the palace taught him was different from what his grandfather taught him.

But that doesn't stop him from putting them together for a summary.

"That's very interesting. However, many of the carrots this time are captives left behind by Timur. So, it's okay. It won't hurt the people."

Xu explained.

"Are you the people who stayed behind when Timur's army besieged the city when I was a child?"

Zhu Zhanji was a little curious.

He didn't have any other recollection, he just remembered that his mother, father and grandmother went to the city wall to eat hotpot without him.

"Yes, they had been reclaiming wasteland at the garrison before, and now they are being transferred back to build the palace city."

“They are very sad, too.”

"To be kind to one's enemies is to be cruel to one's own people."

"clear."

"Then keep reading."

"Yes, grandma."

After an hour's class, Xu put away the booklets on time.

Zhu Zhanji took the Eight Treasure Tea handed to him by Bixi and took a small sip.

At the age of six, he could eat and drink, and was growing very fast. He looked like a boy of seven or eight years old. He just sat next to Xu without saying a word. His dignity as a royal child was very obvious.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I was a little bit ruined.

"Grandma, can I have a candy?"

"Hahaha, eating sweets ruins my appetite. Dinner will be served soon, so why not eat some preserved fruit?"

"Oh, yes, Aunt Tourmaline, I want to eat apricots."

"Okay, little prince, here you go."

After putting the preserved fruit into his mouth, Zhu Zhanji turned from a young boy back into a little child, with a very satisfied expression on his face, which made Xu laugh.

The grandparents and grandchildren started chatting.

After a short conversation, Zhu Di came back, followed by two young eunuchs holding a pile of memorials.

"Ah, Grandpa can't take me out shopping again today?"

Zhu Zhanji stepped forward to salute and took Zhu Di's hand.

"Alas! It's all because of your father, that unfilial son! As soon as I came back, he became a hands-off boss!"

Zhu Di held his eldest grandson's soft little hand. Although it felt good to hold, he also felt resentful.

"Send it back? Then we take grandma to visit Huangzhuang? If we don't go, the fish will get thin!"

Zhu Zhanji immediately gave a bad idea.

After these children were taken to the imperial farm in the capital by Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Xin, they have been thinking about it ever since.

With the help of his twenty-sixth uncle, Zhu Zhanji also caught an eight-jin fish from the river.

You can also catch rabbits on the farm, and several of my uncles even went to the mountains to catch deer. We ate a bunch of roasted venison in the evening, and smoked the rest and took it back to the imperial city to continue eating.

But after that one time, Zhu Gaochi was no longer free.

Now he wanted Zhu Di to take them to the imperial farm in the capital to see what was different about the imperial farm in the north.

"You're cheating your dad just for fun?"

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows.

"How can this be considered playing? Let's go to Huangzhuang and see what the president is like!"

Zhu Zhanji avoided answering the latter question.

[Small science: People who slandered Zhu Di in later generations said that Zhu Di forced civilians to build the Forbidden City and wasted people's money and labor. In fact, the "Ming Shilu" records that he went to the mountains to fetch wood, make bricks and tiles, and civilians were all given rice and money. Whether they could give everything is unclear, in fact, no matter which dynasty, it is the same. The group of people who enrich themselves will always be there. ]