I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 49 Tens of thousands of taels of silver... a big project?

"I have a project of tens of millions of taels of silver on hand. Are you interested?" Zhu Youjian startled Li Yan and Zhang Xianzhong when he opened his mouth.

Tens of thousands of taels of...big project?

This young man with red feet and Zhu is too good at bragging, isn't he drunk before drinking this wine?

"A few of them are all heroes, why, just tens of thousands of taels of silver, are you scared?"

Zhu Youjian shook his head and smiled wryly. He took a jar of good wine and patted Kaifeng mud calmly, and said calmly: "Anyway, I invested, and I won't let you pay for it yourself..."

He filled everyone with a large glass of wine first, and continued: "I bought a piece of land, with mountains and water, and the scenery is superb. In this land of the capital, it is definitely a first-class good place, so I want to Make good use of it...

By the way, have you ever been to the Qinhuai River? "

Several soldiers including Zhang Xianzhong shook their heads.

Brothers Li Yan and Li Nian nodded, indicating that they had been there several times.

"I want to build a place in the land of the capital that is bigger than the Qinhuai River. No matter the scale or grade, it will be much higher than the Qinhuai River in Jinling. Are you interested?"

"Think about it, how many dignitaries and dignitaries are there in the capital? How many royal relatives are there? The money in everyone's pockets is almost exhausted, but there is no good place to prodigal. Why don't we create a collection of catering, entertainment, and art?" A Daming Amusement Park that integrates entertainment, literature, and commerce?"

"At that time, let's invite all the girls from the Qinhuai River, and then go to Lao Maozi, Japanese pirates, Europe and other places to import some foreign wool...

Tsk tsk tsk, it's amazing! "

When Zhu Youjian talked about his joy, he couldn't help feeling a bit carried away, a big [lsp] was clearly written on his handsome, elegant and dignified face...

Li Yan, Zhang Xianzhong and others were dumbfounded.

This kid speaks better than he sings.

But to put it bluntly, isn't it just building flower boats and opening fences?In the place of fireworks and willow alley, the money comes really fast...

However, isn't it a joke if you want to surpass the grade and scale of the Qinhuai River?People call it culture, do you think you can do it with money?
What's more, the perfect place with beautiful mountains and rivers in the capital is either built into a palace or a royal garden, even if you have money, it's useless!

"Mr. Zhu Jiao," Li Yan coughed lightly, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhu has a very good vision, but there is no suitable place in the capital."

"What's more, opening a kiln at the foot of the emperor...cough, selling rouge and gouache at the foot of the emperor, if the scale is too large, the benefits will be very considerable, but at the same time the risk is too great.

Who knows that one day that idiot emperor of our Daming will have a seizure and issue an order, then we will be miserable. "

Li Nian and Zhang Xianzhong nodded in agreement, dissuading Zhu Youjian from taking risks.

The Ming Dynasty has always been relatively relaxed about literature and art, so the stories of gifted scholars and beautiful women have been widely spread, such as "The Story of the Purple Hairpin", "The Peony Pavilion", "Jade Zen Master", and "Mulan" are well-known in later generations.

Especially in the middle and later stages, there are many famous performers, such as the red-sleeved girl, Liu Rushi, Chen Yuanyuan, Dong Xiaowan...

Just think about it.

"Young Master Zhujiao, judging from your words, deeds, and conversation, you, Mr. Zhu, are either from a famous family or a man of great wealth. Then, you should be clear in your heart. At present, our Ming Dynasty is suffering from internal and external troubles, famine is everywhere, and the imperial court is helping the victims. , The defense of Liaodong to build slaves was exhausted.

We sell rouge and gouache in the land of the capital. The bigger and more prosperous the business, the greater the risk. It is best not to do the thing where the arrow shoots the bird out of the head. "

I have to say that this Li Yan's vision and insight are really good, and the analysis is very thorough.

Zhu Youjian smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Li's words are very reasonable, but I can solve the two most difficult ones."

"Last year, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, in order to raise money and food for the disaster victims in the north, my son took out 30 taels of silver and 80 shi of grain at a time, which attracted the emperor's great joy and rewarded me with Xiyuan.

Xiyuan, do you know that after leaving the Forbidden City, you will arrive at North Changjie and Nanchang Street, including Zhonghai and Nanhai, and now they belong to my...right master. "

Li Yan was startled, his hands shook, and most of the glass of wine was spilled on the lapel of his clothes.

Li Nian and Zhang Xianzhong were stunned.

"Young Master Zhu, this matter must never happen," Li Yan put down his wine glass, his expression clouded, "Xiyuan...that's the royal garden, how dare you build a fence..."

Zhu Youjian laughed loudly, patted Li Yan on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, there are people above us."

"Someone can't do it," Li Yan said in a firm tone, "Even if Wei Zhongxian, who is nine thousand years old, is supporting us, this kind of thing like sticking a wooden stick into the emperor's eyes must never be done.

Right now, our Ming Dynasty is suffering from internal and external troubles. The common people can’t even eat enough to eat. Bandits are everywhere. The 10,000+ iron cavalry built in Liaodong are eyeing them, and they may raise troops at any time.

Mr. Zhu, relying on the emperor's favor, should be able to earn a lot of money in the land of the capital, singing and singing, drinking and dreaming, but let those civil servants read a book, and you will definitely not be able to eat it! "

Li Nian and Zhang Xianzhong also nodded in agreement, trying to dissuade Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian smiled lightly, and said: "It's okay, just invite some girls to go boating in the Zhonghai and South China Seas, recite poems, and sing songs. For our Daming, it is only very good, but there is no harm. Why can't we do it? ?”

Seeing the disapproval of Li Yan and the others, Zhu Youjian silently started the 'big trick', and continued to laugh: "Your Mr. Li has the world in mind and cares about the people, and Zhu admires it very much.

However, governing the country is not about fighting and killing, but about understanding the world. "

He poured himself a glass of good wine, looked up to the sky and sighed, with a look of forlornness on his face, he said: "Young Master Li, you know what is the root cause of our Daming's illness?
Empty treasury?Official corruption?Lack of military discipline?Are the people poor?
Or is the annexation of land too serious, causing people to be displaced, hungry and cold, and reduced to refugees and bandits?
All, but not all.

The root cause of our Daming's illness lies in not being prodigal...cough, in not being able to spend money! "

The faces of Li Yan and the others had already changed drastically, and they looked around in horror, so blatantly discussing the state affairs, let Jinyiwei and Dongchangtai listen in, is that okay?

What's more, the remarks of this 'Zhu Jiao Zhu Gongzi' are too outrageous, they are simply nonsense.

This Ming Dynasty was already so poor that he was about to be underpants, the treasury was empty, and the people were poor, and it was said that 'the root cause of Ming's disease is that he can't prodigal'?
Even if you want to lose your family, there must be a family for everyone to lose...

"Why do you say that? My son has a good reason."

Zhu Youjian continued on his own: "Do you know how much silver our Daming has in total? I guess you don't know, so I will tell you that our Daming has a total of at least fifty million taels of silver!
However, the total amount of silver circulating among the people is less than 4000 to [-] million taels.

So, here comes the question, where did our Daming's money go? "

(End of this chapter)