The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Knowing that Emperor Hongzhi was concerned about every move of Liangxiang, Mou Bin said: "After the division, according to the report from the factory guards, Liangxiang also built a huge waterwheel, which seems to be called a skyscraper waterwheel."

Emperor Hongzhi had seen the waterwheel before, but he didn't take it seriously.

The next morning, in the capital,

many painters came to Liangxiang. They heard that Liangxiang had a huge waterwheel, which was in harmony with Liangxiang from a distance, and was extremely beautiful.

The painters took pictures of this beautiful scene.

A few days later, the patterns on the folding fans and silk in the capital showed the landscape of Liangxiang, and the huge skyscraper waterwheel was very dazzling.

It became popular for a while.

Even screens and women's needlework showed such patterns.

At noon,

"Your Majesty, Xu Shuo, the right Tongzhengshi of Nanjing Tongzhengshisi, requested to retire." Liu Jian said.

Emperor Hongzhi sat on the throne, and all the officials were a little sleepy. The important events were reported in the morning court, and the afternoon court was usually not very important news. Yan Chengjin stood in the corner with his head down, and snored several times.

"Xu Shuo is an honest man. He is not even sixty yet? I won't allow it." He is still young. Emperor Hongzhi thought that such a talent should be allowed to work for a few more years.

The ministers were used to it. Even someone as old as Ma Gong was still working diligently. How could they not have the face to work hard?

The scene was a little deserted, and Emperor Hongzhi eased the atmosphere: "My dear ministers, do you have anything else to report?"

The hall was silent.

"Yan Chengjin, how are the refugees in Liangxiang being resettled?"

It has only been a few months and you want to get rich and everyone will live a well-off life? Yan Chengjin's voice eased: "Liangxiang is still as poor as water. The refugees are as poor as ever. They don't have enough food, clothes, and live in dirty straw huts."

These words are very vivid, and the ministers' faces changed slightly. It was really unbearable to watch.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, feeling somewhat reluctant.

He had been to Liangxiang once.

Liangxiang has three streets in total, and the longest main street is only a hundred meters long, not even as long as the distance between the Meridian Gate and the Fengtian Hall.

It seems to be very lively, but it is because of the narrow and short streets.

A place the size of a palm is a million miles away from the capital.

Liangxiang is still poor.

God knows what Liangxiang will become. Fearing that the ministers will not be able to accept it, Yan Chengjin said cautiously: "I have something to say. I am afraid that Your Majesty will be upset when he sees the refugees. Please don't go to Liangxiang in the future."

Your Majesty is not doing his job and went out of the palace to play?

A low murmur sounded.

Li Dongyang lowered his head in embarrassment, and Liu Jian and Xie Qian coughed dryly.

Dai Shan of the Censorate hesitated for a moment, wondering: "When did Your Majesty leave the palace?"

Can I tell you?

It takes four hours to go there, and I have to review the memorials all night when I come back. Do you think it's easy for me? The old face of Emperor Hongzhi blushed slightly: "I won't go there anymore."

The ministers nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

As soon as the land tax was implemented, Li Dongyang and others went to Liangxiang. Zeng Jian also went to Liangxiang to inquire. Yan Chengjin thought about it carefully and said, "Please ask your Majesty to issue an order and ask the ministers not to go to Liangxiang."

"Why?"

"It's too much trouble to go back and forth, and the adults may disturb the people."

"No need for your Majesty to issue an order, we won't go." Liu Jian really didn't want to go again.

A trip to Liangxiang is equivalent to a day of rest. Sitting in a sedan chair for four hours will make your tender waist fall apart, not to mention your old waist.

Liangxiang is still poor, and it's enough to go there once. There's no need to go there a second time.

"Why bother? I won't go there."

The ministers were not interested in going to places where refugees gathered.

Seeing this, Yan Chengjin couldn't force His Majesty to issue an order.

After leaving Fengtian Hall, Yan Chengjin asked Mou Bin to meet him in a corner of a side hall. When there was no one around, he said, "If Your Majesty asks about Liangxiang, please tell Your Majesty: Liangxiang is as poor as ever."

Mou Bin was confused: "Is this deceiving Your Majesty?"

"It's not deceiving Your Majesty. Liangxiang is still very poor and destitute. There are many refugees in Liangxiang, and Lord Mou knows that." Yan Chengjin seemed to be thinking.

"Why doesn't my nephew want Your Majesty to go to Liangxiang?"

Of course, he didn't want His Majesty to be too surprised. Today there is a skyscraper, and tomorrow there is no telling what will happen. Yan Chengjin said cautiously, "If Your Majesty goes to Liangxiang, it will delay the court affairs for a day."

Mou Bin nodded.

Although there are many merchants in Liangxiang, it is still very poor.

After Yan Chengjin finished his question, it was Mou Bin's turn. He also had something to ask, and hesitantly said, "My dear nephew, my uncle has made a comeback now, without any obstacles, but he has never been able to conceive... Can you help my uncle?"

Is it... that the foreskin is too long?

It's not that he is vulgar, but with his superficial understanding of this place, he can only think of this cause.

"Uncle, Lord Mou! Please go see a regular doctor. My nephew... is really not a doctor, especially a reproductive doctor." Yan Chengjin said seriously.

Mou Bin's face was gloomy: "My dear nephew, you are unwilling to help your uncle once?"

"..."Yan Chengjin.

In Mou Bin's eyes, I am probably a cheater, right?

From the big toss of the welcoming pine to the skyscraper waterwheel, Mou Bin witnessed it all the way.

"If there is one, there are ten thousand. I can help my uncle once, but I can't help my uncle ten thousand times. Why don't you ask Liu the veterinarian... No, Liu the imperial doctor, Liu the imperial doctor takes care of the breeding cattle, I think he has a lot of experience." Yan Chengjin hurriedly said goodbye.

Mou Bin learned from his mistakes and embarked on the journey to seek medical treatment.

On the road to Liangxiang,

Yan Chengjin lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and saw more merchants passing by than before, but far fewer than in the capital.

"The population of the capital is no less than one million, and the merchants are no less than 100,000. The number of people who come to Liangxiang is only a thousand or so. It seems like a lot of people, but in fact most of them are clerks and grooms. Liangxiang wants to be the righteous bird of the Ming Dynasty, but it is too far away. Far."

A good country is still poor.

As far as the eye can see from the three streets, the workshops are all temporary straw huts, many of which are made in the open air. If it rains, production will be greatly reduced.

Ningshouhou Mansion,

After being beaten hard, the Zhang brothers lay in bed for more than half a month, and they were able to get out of bed and walk around.

"Brother, I heard that Fu Lushou said that there are many new things in Liangxiang, and you can sell them for money!"

"Wherever Yan Chengjin is, you won't go even if you kill me." Zhang Heling never wanted to have anything to do with Yan Chengjin in this life.

He doesn’t want to go to a good hometown either.

Firstly, there are too many refugees in Liangxiang, and secondly, every time I see that guy Yan Chengjin, I will be unlucky.

Therefore, Zhang Heling has never been interested in Liangxiang.

Since my brother refused to go, Zhang Yanling had no choice but to give up and thought for a while: "Go to Zuixianglou to drink flower wine?"

"Walk!"

After leaving the mansion, there was the bustling Chang'an Avenue. The Zhang brothers invited a few close businessmen to drink wine.

When we arrived at Zuixianglou, after just a few sips, there was a merchant who kept talking about Liangxiang.

"How much money did you earn in Liangxiang?"

Zhang Heling asked disdainfully.

"It's a good time, at least this count." The fat merchant held out five fingers, each with gold and jade.

The so-called good time is the terminology in the industry, which is the time when Franchise and Big Eater buy.

Zhang Heling stood up excitedly: "Brother, go to Liangxiang!"