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

"But it's not their fault. The imperial court didn't care about their lives at the beginning, so they could only fight for their own future and stability in old age."

"To be honest, the court is not short of money. It wouldn't be a pity if all the shops were closed."

“But what should the people in the building do?”

"How can we manage it? Let Ao Fan draw up a set of rules. The Sixteenth Floor is run by the government, so they dare not disobey. The people in the capital can wait until the capital is done and there are results. You can discuss with the Crown Prince how to draft it. I haven't thought it through very thoroughly at the moment."

"Just talk to Ao Fan. If she doesn't want to take this iron rice bowl from the imperial court, then give her five thousand taels of silver and ask her to leave."

After saying that, Zhang Xin reached out and pressed the back of his head, and Wei Guan immediately tactfully excused himself and left.

Wanxiu hurried forward and pressed Zhang Xin's temple:

"Your Highness, go back and lie down for a while. This has taken another half an hour."

"Well, once I think about it, my whole body feels better. But once I finish thinking, I feel uncomfortable everywhere. This is really true!"

Zhang Xin shook her head and complained to Wanxiu.

"Your Highness just thinks too much about others!"

Rolling up the sleeves means that he can't stand the women in brothels.

They all have hands and feet, but they have to make a living by selling smiles.

"There must be something pitiful about a hateful person. Besides, if these people are well managed, the court will have a much easier time."

If Zhang Xin didn't know what happened later, she wouldn't have wanted to care.

The brothels in the two capitals developed very rapidly in the previous life, and by the Xuande period they had become so powerful that they could not be shaken off.

The atmosphere it has created is particularly bad.

At that time, Zhanji had just ascended the throne. He first suppressed the rebellion of the King of Han, then inspected the north, defeated the Mongolian Wuliangha tribe, and stabilized the northern border. Just when he was feeling very proud, he was slapped in the face by the actions of the officials.

There were three censors from the Censorate, and they skipped the morning court session because PC stayed overnight at a brothel.

Those who came to attend the morning court would disappear as soon as the court was over.

Even though Zhanji knew that they went to the brothel, he couldn't say anything.

Because that was something that the previous emperor did when he founded the dynasty.

Zhanji is young and full of vigor. How could he tolerate such a court?

So he issued an order to ban prostitution.

She didn't object at the time anyway.

In this life, she changed the tone of the matter for her son in advance.

Brothels are allowed, but they cannot stand in opposition to the court.

On the contrary, brothels should have become the middle ground between the court’s control over officials and those wealthy people.

When he returned to the side hall, Zhu Gaochi was already waiting inside.

As soon as Zhang Xin entered the room, he hurried forward and held Zhang Xin's hand.

He touched Zhang Xin's forehead again, exhaled and said:

"Fortunately, it didn't catch fire."

"Hmm? Master Zhang said he would have a fever?"

Zhang Xin asked.

"I just went to see him again to see if there is any way to relieve the symptoms. He said that I might have a high fever and asked me to pay attention to it at night. There is a way, but it's not very suitable."

Zhu Gaochi answered while holding Zhang Xin's hand and walking on the kang.

"What method?"

"Acupuncture. But if you don't know the pain after acupuncture, it's not good either."

Zhu Gaochi was very depressed.

"It's okay. I'm much better now. Where's Zhanyong?"

Just as I sat down, Zhang Xin asked again.

"I was afraid that he would pounce on you without any mercy, so I sent him to play with the Tiqi people."

"Okay, let's wait until these two days have passed. Wanxiu, give me the second bowl."

Zhang Xin nodded.

Then let Wanxiu take the second bowl of medicine that was interrupted and not finished.

If possible, Zhang Xin wanted to drink two bowls of medicine in one breath, morning and evening. It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one.