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

Chapter 79 I'm going to kill someone!

"Your Majesty, do you really want Weichen to take full responsibility for this matter?" As soon as Zhu Youjian's voice fell, Xu Guangqi asked immediately: "It is really possible to promote the cultivation of sweet potatoes and corn on a large scale across the country in accordance with Weichen's method. ?”

Zhu Youjian was taken aback for a moment, and said with a smile: "Of course, we have a golden mouth and jade teeth."

"Not only the promotion and planting of sweet potatoes and corn are in charge of you, Xu Guangqi, but also the cultivation of rice, wheat, soybeans, forest fruits, etc. are all under your control."

"You are the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, fishery, finance and taxation are all under your control!"

The idiot emperor actually murmured in his heart, this old man Xu is really not suitable for being in the officialdom, so can he ask the emperor face to face?
"That's good."

Xu Guangqi stood up, stepped back three or four steps, and solemnly knelt down on both knees, shouting long live: "Your Majesty, the planting plan of the humble minister starts with Your Majesty!"

Zhu Youjian: "..."

Start with me?What's the meaning?
Do you want me to take the lead in planting sweet potatoes and corn, and set an example for officials and common people at all levels in Ming Dynasty?

I'm very good at this, isn't it just great acting skills?

"Okay, let's fully promote the planting of sweet potatoes and corn in Ming Dynasty, let's start from here!" Zhu Youjian stood up, laughed loudly, and said: "Wei Zhongxian, call a few painters into the palace, and by the way, let the Ministry of Rites, the capital The censor's gang of civil servants Qingliu shouted."

There is a sentence that Zhu Youjian didn't say, that is: "Zhen, I'm going to put on a show!" '

Wei Zhongxian, Xu Guangqi, Song Yingxing: "..."

"Long Live Lord, you want to farm, what are you calling the painter and those civil servants Qingliu to do?" Wei Zhongxian couldn't help asking.

"Uh... forget it then."

Zhu Youjian blushed, waved his hands, and said with a smile: "I'm drunk today, and I lost my composure."

These guys don't give me a chance to show off.

When the emperor wants to start farming, isn't it just to carry a shovel into the imperial garden, find a piece of land at random, make a show, let the painter paint on the spot, and then publish it through the mansion newspaper?
"Your Majesty, what I mean by this minister is to implore Your Majesty to make an order to plant all the imperial fields into sweet potatoes and corn!" Xu Guangqi said in a deep voice.

Zhu Youjian's face sank slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Xu Guangqi looked upright and seemed fearless.

Wei Zhongxian and Song Yingxing, however, had already changed their complexions slightly, with cold sweat in their hands, waiting for the idiot emperor to be furious, and quickly knelt down to intercede for Xu Guangqi.

In the Ming Dynasty, Huangtian has always been a taboo topic.

Starting from Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, the princes and grandchildren of the Ming Dynasty will be named vassal kings, almost all over the country.

Only the eldest son can inherit the title of vassal king. Although the descendants of other concubines will be gradually reduced to nobility and eventually become "clan nobles" without any title, all of them will be supported by the court.

The people of Lao Zhu's family are particularly strong in fertility and reproduction. After more than 200 years, there should be more than 80 million people.

And these 80 million people, according to the Taizu's legacy, are not allowed to engage in any production activities. They are purely raised by the imperial court like a group of pigs. They eat and sleep, and they even jump out and cry from time to time. Poor, reach out to the court for more benefits.

In addition to those who serve these royal family and nobles, the total number of people is no less than 500 million!

500 million clan relatives and nobles, 500 million pigs raised by the imperial court!
Five hundred silverfish!
The imperial court's annual favor and support silver accounted for about one-fifth of Daming's fiscal and tax revenue.

Maybe even more.

What makes the imperial court especially uncomfortable is that these so-called 'vassal kings', whose farms are called 'Huang Tian', do not pay taxes to the imperial court at all...

……

"Let's discuss this matter later." Zhu Youjian said warmly: "You should prepare first. As soon as next spring, we will drastically promote the planting of sweet potatoes and corn."

"I'm a little sleepy today. I want to enjoy the snow on the painting boat in Xiyuan, so I won't invite you to dinner."

Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing stood up and said goodbye.

It can be seen that Xu Guangqi's expression is very disappointed, and he feels a little lost.

This made Zhu Youjian very unhappy.

Those scum of the old Zhu family were raised by the imperial court with a huge amount of money and food. They are like pigs, and they have not been productive for more than 200 years. They should be fat enough, right?
After seeing off the two scientists, Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing, Zhu Youjian's face was gloomy and terrifying. He silently changed into plain clothes, braved the wind and snow, slipped out of the Forbidden City, and walked towards the Xiyuan area.

Wei Zhongxian didn't dare to say anything, so he had to arrange for Jin Yiwei and other experts to secretly protect him in case of accidents.

The idiot emperor is not in the right state today. Judging from his face, it seems that he is about to kill someone.

Wei Zhongxian doesn't want to touch this bad luck...

……

More than half an hour later, Zhu Youjian secretly summoned Li Yan on a painting boat in Xiyuan Zhonghai.

"Master Zhujiao, is there something urgent?"

As soon as he entered the cabin, Li Yan wiped the snow scum from his face and bowed and asked.

The backstage boss of the Daming Royal Bank is Mr. Zhu Zhu, and he, Li Yan, is just the big treasurer of the bank. The boss summoned by the wind and snow should be something urgent.

"It's nothing urgent." Zhu Youjian folded his hands in his fur robe and said with a smile, "How are you doing recently? How many gold coins have you spent?"

Li Yan quickly replied: "Not counting the loans from the Daming Engineering Bureau, the Ministry of Households, and officials above the third grade in Beijing, I have lent 250 million gold coins to the governor's offices in various places;

In addition, according to what you mean, the gold coins lent to feudal princes, clan relatives, and foreign relatives in various places are currently 130 million gold coins. "

Zhu Youjian nodded, and asked with a frown, "Why do you borrow so little? Those vassal kings and clansmen don't need money?"

Li Yan shook his head and smiled wryly, and said: "Everyone is so rich, even in this famine year, they don't have to worry about food and clothing, so they don't need our loans.

It is the current 130 million gold coins, which were borrowed by my subordinates after they searched for a few gambling clansmen and stalked them..."

Zhu Youjian's face gradually darkened.

These bastards are not short of money, so how can I be happy and prodigal?
No, I have to let them bleed once.

It really doesn't work...

"Li Yan, the loan to Yang He, Song Yingxing, and Mao Yuanyi will continue. As long as it is the Daming Engineering Bureau, Daming Academy, and Daming Lecture Hall, you can give as much as you want."

"By the way, in the future, the loan from the household department will be reduced, and only Xu Guangqi will borrow as much as he wants."

Li Yan agreed again and again, but naturally he didn't dare to ask more questions.

This young master Zhu with red feet must be a relative of the emperor, otherwise, how could such a rich and powerful man dare to lend out tens of millions of gold coins with a single word...

……

After sending Li Yan away, the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian was stunned for a while, and then sighed secretly again.

After all, Zhu Youjian had some psychological shadows if he really wanted to attack the royal family.

Maybe if he cut it down with a knife, he killed his own ancestors.

He began to hesitate.

At the beginning, he ordered Li Yan to lend money to those people, just thinking about trying not to bleed as much as possible, try his best to be gentle, and slowly nationalize the imperial land under their name, so that he, the number one prodigal son of Ming Dynasty, could squander it.

Since they refused to borrow money, they had no choice but to kill them.

"Come on, let Hong Niangzi come in."

"My lord is going to drink and enjoy rope tricks."

After contemplating for a long time, Zhu Youjian finally made up his mind and couldn't help but relax for a while: "Instead of letting you group of silverfish, which the imperial court has favored for more than 200 years, eat up a small half of Daming's land, it's better to let me eat you first!" '

'Old Zhu's, just wait and see! '

(End of this chapter)