The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Jiang Mian thought about it and was a little worried, "I'm afraid that there will be surplus household goods and labor service will be wasted. It's better to move to the south for resettlement."

During the Chenghua period, the court started official furnaces to smelt iron. Later, ironware was surplus and the court abolished it. Tens of thousands of labor service workers were not known where to be resettled.

In the end, they all became refugees.

This is also the reason why there were millions of refugees in Jingxiang during the Chenghua period.

Yan Chengjin said, "I have a way."

The capital has added tens of thousands of households, hundreds of restaurants and inns, and household goods cannot be supplied.

The business name of Liangxiang Chamber of Commerce symbolizes conscience in the hearts of the people, and there is no fear that the people will not buy it.

A trace of thought flashed in the depths of the eyes of the retired emperor Hongzhi. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Then follow Mr. Yan's family."

It is also a good thing that Yan Chengjin can create a first-class prosperity.

Even if it fails, it will only add 100,000 refugees in Yongqing, and the court will have spare capacity to resettle them.

After leaving the Fengtian Hall, Zhu Houzhao followed him closely and whispered, "Old Gao, how much money can this order earn?"

"I am doing a loss-making business. How can the new emperor see me making money?"

"Then what about the 50,000?"

"I lent it to Wang Bushui, and Wang Bushui will naturally pay me back. It's like the court borrowed 12 million from Liang Shang, but Liang Shang paid back more than 28 million. Does the new emperor want to invest?"

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Yongqing, government office.

"Isn't this a forged imperial edict?"

Han Song looked at the imperial edict in his hand in surprise.

Now in the Ming Dynasty, any workshop with more than a thousand people belongs to the court. The court actually allowed the construction of a workshop with ten thousand people.

"Should I ask again?"

The county magistrate was also scared.

I asked the court for permission to resettle them, but I didn't expect the court to resettle them all at once. I'm afraid it's the first workshop with ten thousand people in the world.

I wonder how many people such a large workshop can absorb.

I heard that the wages paid by Liangxiang Chamber of Commerce are very high. Yongqing is next to Hejian Prefecture. Although it is in the capital area, the wages are paid according to the standards of Hejian Prefecture.

Ordinary labor service is five cents of silver per day.

Liangxiang Chamber of Commerce can pay eight cents of silver, and some can be higher.

Soon, Han Song heard that Liangxiang Chamber of Commerce came to recruit labor service outside the government office.

The ancients said that all diseases are caused by poverty. This is absolutely true. In the blink of an eye, he cured his and the people's mental illness.

The county magistrate is also a man who knows how to deal with things. "Lord Han has to go to Beijing again to thank Lord Yan."

Yes, this is courtesy.

Han Song nodded in agreement.

Early one morning, Yan Chengjin arrived at the county town of Yongqing. The county was not as deserted as it had been a few days ago.

"Master, there are more than 30,000 people."

Although Liangxiang has tens of thousands of labor service, it is composed of many workshops.

Wang Bushui opened such a large workshop for the first time, and he did not dare to determine whether so many people were needed.

I was also afraid of losing money.

"According to the previous practice in Liangxiang, each household will collect one person first."

Using a Taiping cart to bring it into the city, the cost of a table of eight immortals is about one penny of silver, including wood and labor.

Yan Chengjin estimated that if more than 20,000 people were employed, it would be a loss.

"Boss Wang, where are you going to sell all these household items?" Xie Yu couldn't help asking.

"I don't know either."

If he knew where to sell them, he wouldn't be worried.

Yan Chengjin thought for a moment and learned the experience of a certain group from his previous life.

Kill them first, then raise the price.

Sell them at the lowest price first, and wait until all the household items dealers in the capital go bankrupt...

Most of the dealers selling household items in the capital are Shanxi merchants, so they don't have to be polite.

But if this is done, the retired emperor Hongzhi and the other officials may criticize it.

This dirty work may have to be done by Zhu Houzhao, anyway, this guy also wants to have some sense of participation.

"The wood needs to be dried in the shade, and it may take several months before the wood can be sold."

When Yan Chengjin was off duty, he was waiting for a sedan chair in front of the Meridian Gate. A figure walked up slowly and tilted his head slightly. Who knew it was a sixth-rank official.

Han Song bowed and said, "May I ask if you are Lord Yan?"

He looked young and was wearing a Qilin-given robe. He was 60% sure that he was Lord Yan.

Yan Chengjin was slightly startled, and then guessed the intention of the man in front of him, "What do you want to see him for?"

There are also some officials in the court of Shanxi merchants, so we have to be on guard.

However, this man looked like a local official in his official robe.

Recently, in addition to Gu'an County Magistrate Li Chao, the only local official he had dealings with was Yongqing County Magistrate Han Song.

"I am Han Song, the parent official of Yongqing, and I came to Beijing to thank Lord Yan."

Han Song was a scholar deeply influenced by Confucius. He wanted to express his gratitude for the great favor.

But this was in front of the palace gate, so it was inconvenient to give Yan Chengjin a gift, so he came empty-handed.

Yan Chengjin said lightly that it was not necessary, and got into the sedan chair and left.

Half a month had passed since the Yongqing workshop was built.

All the gentlemen were very professional. At the beginning, they supported the construction of the workshop, and the number of people exceeded a large number, but they did not mention it again.

Instead, they wanted to see how Yan Chengjin supervised such a large workshop.

Imperial College,

On the first day of the month, the news came from outside.

Wang Zhang, the chief wine, heard that Yan Chengjin had built a large workshop in Yongqing.

"This boy always acts without considering the consequences. How can so many things be sold?"

"Sir, let's worry about the present first. How to deal with the students who are in the shadow of the family?"

The secretary next to him looked at his face, holding a pile of rosters in his hand.

The students of the Imperial College are generally divided into students who are in the shadow of the family and students who are in the tribute.

Yan Chengjin added more than 10,000 households in the capital. Many children of officials from Nanzhili came from Jiangnan and were admitted to the Imperial College by grace.

Originally, these gentry children studied in the Nanjing Imperial College, but they would go to Beijing when they were taking the exam.

Now after moving to the capital, they all flocked to the capital.

Unfortunately, in the past few years, the Imperial College has recruited more and more students, and it can no longer accommodate only the tribute students who are admitted.

"Your Excellency, why don't you ask the imperial court to abolish the tribute regulations?" Another Siye whispered.

Gongli, that is, each prefecture and county recommends tribute students to the imperial court.

Most of the tribute students recommended by the prefectures and counties were gentry and children from poor families, so this was probably a job to abolish the system.

Wang Zhang thought for a while, then his expression changed slightly: "You asked me to ask for an order to abolish the tribute regulations?"

"No, sir, please inform Yan Chengjin. Doesn't he like to abolish the old system the most?"

yes!

What's this kid's favorite thing to do?

Except for Yan Chengjin, no one in the court likes to abolish the system.

Wang Zhang thought about it and felt that it made sense. An hour later, he came to the door of the duty room of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, holding a roll of students in his hand. The censor quickly went in to report.

"Master Yan said he doesn't want to do it."

"..." Wang Zhang.

After struggling for a long time, the Metropolitan Procuratorate monitors the government and the public. This son must have known it. He just had the attitude of giving it a try and did not force it in his heart.

"Hmph, then the lower official will be promoted from the Ministry of Household Affairs."

Early the next morning, in the Fengtian Palace,

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi was flipping through a book of memorials in his hand. The princes were standing in the main hall, wondering why they were summoned here.

This is a memorial submitted by Mao Ji, the Minister of Rites, and it is obviously not an ordinary memorial.

"The Emperor of the Imperial Academy offered wine to the emperor and sent a message to the emperor to ask for the abolition of the tribute regulations."

Yan Chengjin glanced at Mao Ji in the center of the hall.

Gongli, obviously not the ordinary Shuzuo, was the channel through which poor students entered the Imperial College. After the ban on Gongsheng, only Enyin's students were left.

This means that from now on those who will study in the Imperial College will be the children of officials.

When everyone was a little confused, Mao Ji raised his eyes slightly: "The Imperial College has expanded its students in recent years, and many students from Nanzhili have moved to the capital. It is really difficult to resettle them."

Many candidates who failed to pass the examination occupied the places in the Imperial College.

In addition, the favored children from Southern Zhili came to the capital, and there was no room for them.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi and the princes looked at Yan Chengjin with some changes in their eyes.

Yan Chengjin thought for a while: "I think it's a good thing."