Women's clothing in the Ming Dynasty

After hearing this, Jiajing laughed and said: "Uncle Yi is right. The salary is very important. How can it be changed easily? If the princes can't even support their families, then I am ashamed of my ancestors!"

The more sincere he said, the more uncertain the vassal kings were.King Zhou gritted his teeth and made a final struggle and said: "King Yi can't afford it, it's his family's business, ministers and others volunteer to contribute to the country, please Your Majesty."

This time, everyone around them had learned their skills, and when King Yi didn't speak, three or five people held him down at the same time.

"Hey, I accept everyone's wishes, but as I said just now, the salary must not be touched. Not only that, but I also want to give you a ration. I heard that the blood of Dai Wangshu is very happy. Suffering, worrying and thinking every day, it's really hard to be at ease!"

The fiefdom of Dai Wang is in Shanxi, and their family is famous for their ability to give birth. The governor of Shanxi, who has many children, cries to the central government every year.

Zhu Houcong frowned, as if he had made a lot of determination: "I have already decreed that the Ministry of Rites will increase the salary of the clan by [-]% each, and the Fuguo Lieutenant and Fengguo Lieutenant, who have the lowest titles, will each increase by [-]%."

As soon as this remark came out, even a naive critic like Yi Wang felt that something was wrong. Where did the emperor come from with such kindness?Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and didn't answer for a while.

Zhu Houcong said again: "However, please understand that at present, there are a large number of people in our family. The descendants of the lower ranks cannot leave the fief, cannot do business, cannot take the imperial examination, and cannot serve as a soldier for reimbursement to the country. All their abilities are useless. So I decided, The title of title is hereditary and passed down to Lieutenant Fengguo, it is no different from ordinary people."

As soon as these words came out, it could be said that one stone stirred up a thousand waves.Although everyone had expected it in their hearts, there was still an uproar.

Prince Duan was impatient and never liked this imperial nephew, so he jumped up and said, "The title is hereditary, which means Tai and Zu, and it represents the care for our descendants. Your Majesty, you have just ascended the throne not long ago, and the whole country If we don't deal with so many problems, but we are relatives, we are definitely easy to bully!"

Although what he said was rude, Zhu Houcong was not very angry. He had expected this, and said slowly: "Uncle Duan was joking, you and I are both of the blood of the ancestors, so there is no such thing as bullying. Besides, since I ascended the throne Since then, first earning big gifts, and then starting to trade, the court has taken on a new look inside and out, and now this decision is also for the sake of our royal blood, please be careful, Uncle Wang."

King Duan was furious, and wanted to say something, but was held back by his brother, King Yi.King Yi looked at his bluffing younger brother, and couldn't help feeling a headache. This kid is still the same after so many years. Now the emperor is determined to reform the clan, and everyone present is watching them. Does he, as a pro-uncle, talk to him with his hair?

Duan Wang didn't want to disobey his brother, so he sat down angrily.Seeing that no one said anything, King Zhou had no choice but to go up by himself, so he bit the bullet and stalled for time.

"It's a very important matter, and we really need to think about it carefully. Besides..." Zhu Houcong smiled and nodded in agreement, and then threw another bomb: "We have to renegotiate the taxation of the clan's land."

This is the real cramp, and the princes shuddered.If we talk about demotion, some people still have the mentality of "don't care about the flood after my death", thinking that our titles for several generations have been preserved anyway, and they don't care much.Land tax is really grabbing food from their mouths.

You must know that although the clan can't farm the land by itself, the previous emperors were extremely generous.For example, Hongzhi, when several of his younger brothers were entrusted out, each of them rewarded tens of thousands of fertile fields with a swipe of a pen. Regarding this matter, Zhu Houcong himself was one of the beneficiaries, so it is difficult to say anything.That's all, some members of the clan relied on their own power to snatch land from the peasants at the bottom.

Under the influence of their leading role, many officials have followed suit, which has a terrible consequence: the rich and powerful with land and property can enjoy various privileges and be exempted from paying taxes to the state; Taxes can be paid, so the national fiscal revenue has been greatly reduced.In order to make up for the financial loopholes, the imperial court used strong means to assign additional tax collection tasks to the subordinates. However, the rich and powerful still had ways to evade taxes through various means. In the end, all the tax collection tasks of the imperial court were apportioned to ordinary peasants who had no power or influence. The lives of ordinary farmers who were already overwhelmed have become even more difficult.

Just over a year after Jiajing ascended the throne, four peasant uprisings, large and small, broke out across the country.If the land issue is not resolved, it may drag Daming down alive.

Now that the matter has come to an end, all the vassal kings can't control so much anymore, they all stepped forward to refute, some argued hard, some cried.Zhu Houcong is as immovable as a mountain. He has already been baptized by the civil officials of the Ming Dynasty, so he is not afraid of troubles of their level.

In the end, King Zhou saw the chaos and came out to preside over the overall situation. He told the emperor that he was old and dizzy after drinking some wine, and wanted to go back and rest. We will talk about this matter later.

Zhu Houcong agreed, and the banquet broke up unhappy.

Back at the Fanjia Pavilion, even before the servants of the Supervisor of Rituals left, Dai Wang Shu Wang couldn't wait to say: "Uncle Zhou, what should we do now? Do we let the emperor do whatever he wants and bully us in the face?"

"That's right, they're all bloodlines, why change it as you say, it's not taking our relatives seriously!"

The two have many children, and most of the fertile land in the fief is in their hands, so this dance is the happiest.

Seeing what they were doing, the two princes who were eating No. 1, King Zhou's head was aching, but he still comforted him: "We put on an old face, and if we don't accept the order, we can go to the ancestral temple to cry, and the emperor wants to cry." Considering our reputation, we won’t do anything to us, don’t worry.”

Everyone thought about it carefully, anyway, there is no shortage of money, and it is considered comfortable to eat and drink in the capital, so they made up their minds to fight to the end.

The princes can hold their breath, but the prince may not. Among the 27 vassal kings, except for King Yi who has no sons, each of them has a full house of descendants. Some of them have absurd temperaments.

Some of these princes and princes are over the age of standing, but it is okay to say, some have not even reached the crown, it is a period of restlessness.Daming raises them like pigs, although there are some who are motivated, but most of them eat, drink, play, fight cocks and run dogs, and live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

The prosperity of the capital is naturally not comparable to that of the feudal land, coupled with the careful service of the people around, so the princes began to swell, thinking that the capital is nothing more than this, and those Beijing officials still want to let them go.

It was early summer at this time, and the weather was sunny, and a group of princes booked a book on the second floor of the teahouse, so they poked their heads out to admire the big girls and little women outside.

"Hey, don't tell me, the little ladies in the capital are different from the girls in the country. Our women usually go to the street in secret, which is really off-putting. The roots of the imperial city are really big. The house is fresh and fresh." Zhao Wangshizi said frivolously to everyone with his thief eyes floating around.

Zhu Chongyao, the son of the acting prince, showed a mocking smile, opened the folding fan with a snap, and said, "It's just some vulgar fans, but they just dress up better. It seems that Brother Wang is living a hard life in the fiefdom."

Zhu Chongzhuo, a branch of the Dai Wang, echoed: "Indeed, what the prince said is reasonable. You can't just appreciate the clothes, you have to look at the temperament."

He was of the same generation as Zhu Chongyao, about the same age, because both of his parents died when he was young, he was appointed General of Fengguo early on, and he stayed in the palace of the palace.

Prince Zhao curled his lips in disdain: "You are that green onion, will it be your turn to intervene between us, a sycophant, and get out of here."

Zhu Chongzhuo's body froze, and he looked at Dai Wang's son helplessly, who knew that the other party had no intention of standing up for him, and even joked with others.Clenching his fist secretly, hiding the anger in his eyes, Zhu Chongzhuo endured it unwillingly.

"Then please teach me what a beauty is. Let us see your taste, so we can open our eyes." Prince Zhao ignored Zhu Chongzhuo at all, and continued to chat with acting prince Zhu Chongyao.

Zhu Chongyao lowered his head and looked casually for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pointed excitedly at the woman downstairs who was sitting next to the storyteller's seat, "Manjing Fendai, only this woman can be called the real beauty!"

Li Chengfeng has been so busy recently that he seldom has time to relax. In the end, he was dragged by Guo Xun to the teahouse to teach storytelling.

Yes, Guo Xun already knew the true identities of the two, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he didn't say anything wrong.By the way, he tightly hugged Li Chengfeng's thick thigh, mouthing each big sister's head and screaming flatteringly. If there is anything delicious and fun in the weekdays, he will be the first to send it to the emperor and Li Chengfeng.

He was kind to Li Chengfeng, and Zhu Houcong was kind to him.The emperor saw that he was the Marquis of Wu Ding but he didn't even have a spare job, and there happened to be a vacancy in the capital, so he appointed him as the governor of the left army of the capital to take charge of the security work of the vassal king's entry into Beijing.

As a result, Guo Xun was even more grateful to his eldest sister.He has no other hobbies in his daily life, but he just likes story books and dramas. He is not a material for dancing and writing, so he asks Li Chengfeng for advice again and again.

Although Li Chengfeng is cynical on the surface, he is actually a serious and responsible person. It has to be said that he still has a strong spirit of being a man of science.Now that I agreed to my younger brother, I planned to do things well, so I found a pair of pens and paper and wrote down the storyteller's questions while listening, and provided some ideas for the story by the way.

I was writing fascinatedly, when suddenly a large shadow was cast over my head.

Li Chengfeng raised his head, and saw a row of brocade-clothed men looking at him frivolously.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he knew who this group of people was. After all, some of them were not too similar to the little emperor, but what did these noble children ask him for.

"I'm Zhu Chongyao, I've seen the girl." Dai Wang Shizi walked in the front and saluted with a smile.Just looking at it from the side, she was already as beautiful as a flower. Now that she looked at her closely, she felt that this woman had picturesque eyebrows and an orchid-like temperament. The moment she raised her head just now, everyone felt as if their hearts had been hit.

Zhu Chongyao continued: "Girl, we are new to the capital, and some people are not familiar with the place. I would like to invite the girl to tour the capital together. I don't know what you want."

Li Chengfeng: "..." Ever since the little emperor ascended the throne and became the head teacher of the whole country, it has been a long time since he heard such words that he is not afraid of death.The people in Chaozhong were even more cautious, and they didn't even dare to look at him, which made him almost forget his face, and he would be molested when he walked on the street.

Before he could speak, Guo Xun slammed the table hard and said angrily, "Joke! Who are you! How dare you hang around in front of my eldest sister! Don't wait for the young master to get angry, get out of here!"

The princes were furious: "Shame on you! See how we deal with you!"

A war between the dude in the capital and the second ancestor in the local area is imminent.

The author has something to say: I have one thing to say, although I like the Ming Dynasty very much, but the policy of the Ming Dynasty towards the clan is the most stupid in all dynasties...

Zhu Yuanzhang was too small-peasant in this regard. He gave officials such low salaries that they would peel them off for a few dozen taels of silver and turn their skins into grass.

The original enfeoffment policy was changed by Zhu Di to a pig raising policy. Since it would be better to raise pigs under the eyes of the capital, it must be brought out to harm the local area.

Double Eleven is a headache, and it doesn’t seem to be much cheaper after all, so I will never participate in ORZ again