The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Yan Chengjin got on the sedan and headed to Liangxiang.

The imperial court decided to spend a lot of money to build fishing ports in the areas of Hangzhou Prefecture, Songjiang Prefecture, Tianjin Wei and Damaoshan.

This means that a large number of people will gather here, including merchants, laborers, gentry and ordinary people.

In densely populated areas, houses and land are valuable.

This is the so-called policy dividend.

If you get the news first, you can make a lot of money.

However, in the coastal areas of Hangzhou Prefecture, Songjiang Prefecture and Tai Mo Shan, there are no buildings as prosperous and fully functional as the capital, let alone inns, restaurants and dental shops.

Yan Chengjin secretly thought that if he could buy a large amount of land here, the Tang and Song Dynasties would have a source of money in the future.

After all, the place where the Tang and Song Dynasties prepared their own escape with buckets was too weak and there was no safety at all.

"How long until we reach Liangxiang?"

He Neng opened the sedan curtain and smiled in a flattering manner: "Return to the young master, we will be there in a quarter of an hour... hmm? Who dares to stop the sedan?!"

Yan Chengjin glanced through the front-view mirror, and saw an old man wearing slightly better clothes and a big black hat, holding sesame seed cakes in his hand, standing in front of the sedan.

The old man smiled at the sedan and said, "I am a sesame seed seller and I have received kindness from you. Do you still remember Liang?"

He Neng stopped in front of him and looked at the old man warily, "Complain to the Yamen."

"Are you here to deliver sesame cakes for adults to try?"

Yan Chengjin thought of the old man selling sesame seed cakes. He was a refugee who had fled to Liangxiang, and his grandson was still in North Korea with Cheng Minzheng.

After careful inspection, the first batch of refugees who came to Liangxiang have become small wealthy households.

When they arrived in Liangxiang, Zhang Xian strode into the courtyard with a ledger in his hand.

"How much money do you want to spend, sir?"

"Eight million taels."

Although Yan Chengjin had said hello before coming, Zhang Xian was stunned after hearing this: "The treasury only has three million taels."

Yan Chengjin frowned slightly, this little money was far from enough.

Zhang Xian spoke again: "Among these silvers, there is tax money to be added to the national treasury. If you want to use it, you need to inform the Ministry of Household Affairs."

There are two types of silver in the Yamen warehouse.

One is that the silver earned by the chamber of commerce should be distributed to the gentry as dividends.

One is that the taxes paid by Liangxiang Chaoguan and collapsed houses must be turned over to the national treasury.

Zhang Xian was not partial, but he never asked Yan Chengjin where he wanted to use the money, and Yan Chengjin would not tell him if he asked him.

But recently, Master Yan wants more and more money.

Don't know where to throw it.

"Sir, would you like to ask your subordinates to recruit silver taels from the gentry of the good countryside?"

The gentry in Liangxiang are all as fat as rats. In a small area, there are many who have a fortune of one hundred thousand yuan or two.

Yan Chengjin shook his head, "How much money does the treasury still owe me?"

"One and a half million taels."

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Jinshen Palace.

When the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi saw the message sent back from Hangzhou Mansion, he frowned more and more and looked at Xiao Jing next to him.

"This memorandum was circulated without a draft?"

Xiao Jing was so frightened that he quickly glanced at the signature, "It's Liu Gongyue's memorial."

The prefect of Hangzhou asked for 40,000 more handymen, and they were given four taels of silver each month.

But before Liu Jian could vote for it, he uploaded the memorial.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi was worried, "Recently, Mr. Liu has read fewer and fewer memorials."

Although he didn't mention it in court, he knew it well.

Xiao Jing was hesitant, wanting to say something but not daring to mention it: "Mr. Liu only has one eye, so his imagination is limited, and there are too many sparse notes than before..."

It has been several years since Mr. Liu was frightened in one eye, and he is afraid that the other one will soon go blind.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi stood in front of the imperial case with deep thoughts and looked at the memorial attentively.

In Dongnuan Pavilion, Zhu Houzhao looked at Shu Zuo, widened his eyes and asked: "Where is Master Liu's Shu Zuo?"

Gu Dayong had a sad face: "I sent them all to the Emperor. Mr. Liu has been reading less memorials recently than before."

The light in Zhu Houzhao's eyes flashed, and Liu Gongyue's sparse performance had merit.

"Pass my message and let the cabinet nominate a new bachelor."

If you think about it carefully, to share the ministry duties, you need to get another bachelor's degree.

This guy, Lao Gao, is in name only and does not read sparse memorials.

Although the officials of the Six Ministries are knowledgeable, the difference between the Cabinet and the Six Ministries lies in the drafting of votes.

The Sixth Department does not have the power to vote.

Therefore, even if Han Wen and others are capable enough to make a decision, it still needs to be passed to the cabinet and decided by the princes.

Rules cannot be broken.

Cabinet, value room.

As soon as the decree was conveyed to the room, the atmosphere became quiet.

Yan Chengjin lowered his head and fell into deep thought. Zhu Houzhao wanted to mention another cabinet bachelor.

Xie Qian and others had serious faces.

The number of bachelors in the cabinet has been increased to six. If one more are added, the number will be seven.

"Why does the new emperor want to increase the number of bachelors?"

"The new emperor said that Mr. Liu has too few memorials to share the ministry duties, so he needs to add another person." Gu Dayong reported in a low voice.

Liu Jian's face began to turn red.

Li Dongyang looked serious. Since the last time his achievements were equal to those of the Supreme Emperor, and the princes did not listen to the new emperor, he felt that the new emperor would have other ideas.

Could it be that you want to install new ministers in the cabinet and replace the old ministers?

Thinking of this, I started to feel uneasy.

Jiang Mian pondered for a moment and asked, "Does the Supreme Emperor know?"

"I didn't know it just now, but I should know it now." Gu Dayong said with an embarrassed and aggrieved smile.

The princes looked surprised, wondering if the new emperor had a candidate for the cabinet, so they all looked at Yan Chengjin.

"This matter has nothing to do with the official. I really don't know about it."

Yan Chengjin didn't know why Zhu Houzhao came here.

In an hour, the decree spread to the six ministries. As if afraid of being called back by the emperor, Zhu Houzhao even posted the imperial edict to announce it to the world.

The emperor was furious and shocked by Zhu Houzhao's behavior.

"Who told you to issue the decree? The new cabinet minister!"

"Isn't it my job to issue the decree?"

Zhu Houzhao groaned.

The chest of the emperor Hongzhi gradually rose and fell, but it had already been announced to the world, and there was no reason to call it back.

"You gentlemen don't listen to you, so you feel dissatisfied?"

Zhu Houzhao became serious: "Since my father ascended the throne, you gentlemen have assisted him. I also want to establish my own close ministers. Why not?

My father wants me to be a wise king. You gentlemen don't listen to me. How can I be a wise king?"

The emperor Hongzhi looked at him with a little surprise.

At this time, the gentlemen still didn't understand what the old Zhu family meant. Now there are two masters, the old emperor and the new emperor.

But the emperor soon sent an edict, which was the same as the new emperor's, to recruit a new university scholar!

Yan's house, study.

Wang Qiong looked at Yan Chengjin with a smile.

Yan Chengjin's heart moved slightly. This old guy even brought bacon, and he wanted to become my disciple.

"My dear nephew, can you recommend someone for my uncle?"

Yan Chengjin looked at Wang Qiong, thought for a while and said, "I have something to ask. If Lord Wang can agree, I may nominate you."

"You say!"

"Pay 2 million taels of tax silver to Liangxiang Yamen, and repay my IOU of 1.5 million taels."

Wang Qiong narrowed his eyes slightly, "What does my dear nephew need so much silver for?"

Yan Chengjin would naturally not tell him.

"I'm sorry that I can't tell you."

Wang Qiong pondered. Liu Gong wanted to establish Wang Ao, and there were not many opportunities for him to enter the cabinet.

At this time, He Neng came running to report: "Master, Lord Han is here."

Yan Chengjin looked at Wang Qiong: "Lord Wang, my recommendation is very popular."