I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 4 I really want to make money

"When the country is in trouble, so is the family. The country and the family are the same."

Jiajing sighed, and suddenly turned his attention to Yan Shifan, who was nearly fifty years old.

Old Xiaoge's eyes dodged slightly, not daring to look at each other.

As for what he was thinking in his heart now, he couldn't tell from his expression.

Undoubtedly, Yan Shifan is a political master of Ming Dynasty, a natural political animal.He is actually the roundworm in Emperor Jiajing's belly. He knows Emperor Jiajing better than Jiajing. Yan Shifan is not only a political master, but also the brain of his father, the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Song.

There is a saying that goes, "A person who has a lofty ambition to reach the clouds has never opened his arms in his whole life."

This sentence is quite suitable for Yan Shifan.

Ming's number one ghost, the shadow of a famous tree, should not be underestimated.

Unfortunately, too greedy.

But now he still wants to use him to make money, the strict party can't do it, and Qingliu won't build a small treasury for himself.

Without a small treasury, I used a fart to support Wang Chongyang's fight against gold.

Jiajing sneered: "Yan Shifan, just now Gao Gong said that you married the ninth wife yesterday, what happened?"

Yan Shifan was a little surprised, and knelt down: "After the minister returns, I will send the young wives back to my mother's house."

For a moment, the atmosphere was solemn again, and the eunuch Chen Hong grinned even more, only hearing the sound of water leaking in the hall "tick-tick-tock", which was very clear.

a long time!

"Only a good man marries nine wives!"

As soon as he spoke this sentence, Gao Gong, the household servant, was stunned.

Jiajing put on a smirk: "What should I do if I send it back to others? Or stay, as long as I can focus more on the affairs of the court (Zhen). Get up!"

"Yes." Yan Shifan's voice was so low that only he could hear it.

After picking Mr. Xiaoge for a while, Jiajing secretly said: "Last year has passed, what should we do this year? We should quarrel and we will have to quarrel. Mr. Ge, you are the head of the cabinet, what are your plans?"

After paving the streets with chaotic stones, Jiajing brought the conversation to the point.

Make money!Make money!Still making money!

"To be in charge of the family is nothing more than saving money and increasing revenue."

Yan Song talked eloquently, the so-called "throttling expenditure" is just what Zhang Juzheng said just now, "everything can be done if it is forewarned, and if it is not forewarned, it will be abandoned", taking Yunnan and Guizhou as an example.

What is it said that if a road was opened in the old forests in the deep mountains of Yunnan and Guizhou more than ten years ago, it would have saved several million taels of timber money last year.

Saying it means not saying it.

The most important thing is open source.

How to open source?Jiajing naturally had a lot of ideas in his mind.

Although Qingliu is not a good bird, but they really need them to do this.

Open the sea!

There are mountains of gold and silver on the other side of the sea.

"Zhang Juzheng."

Jiajing suddenly named Zhang Juzheng.

This big guy was known as a child prodigy when he was a child, and now he is in his thirties with a long beard.

In the unofficial history, he also had an affair with his own daughter-in-law, Wanli's mother... For the sake of him continuing Daming's life for decades, Jiajing was not going to argue with him about it.

Zhang Juzheng immediately raised his head, his beautiful beard swayed slightly, and replied: "The minister is here."

"I just listened to your calculations in the inside, and you did your calculations very thoroughly! You said that as long as the commercial roads on the sea are unimpeded, my Ming merchant ships can transport the goods to Persia and India, and more than 1000 million taels of silver can be opened up every year. I want to hear Tell me about this idea."

"Yes."

Zhang Juzheng was obviously agitated, but he tried his best to calm his mind: "Actually, this is not the minister's idea. From the third year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizong Wen ordered Zheng He to lead the fleet to the Western Seas. Seven times before and after, the merchants and goods were transported far away. Until Jiajing For more than ten years, maritime trade is still frequent."

"Later, because of the Japanese riots, the sea was not calm, and the business was blocked. The minister was in the Ministry of War, and also from the Ministry of War, thinking that it seemed that Fujian and Zhejiang should be increased in military pay, so that Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou's troops were recruited to build warships, and then took the initiative to attack. Suppress the Japanese pirates and re-open the road to sea merchants."

Suddenly, Yan Song interrupted Zhang Juzheng, took the conversation, and said very smoothly and shamelessly: "Zhang Juzheng discussed this idea with the minister."

Xu Jie and Gao Gong immediately looked at Zhang Juzheng subconsciously.

Zhang Juzheng was taken aback at first, then shook his head slightly as if confessing to Xu Jie and Gao Gong, to show that he had not discussed with Yan Song.

Yan Song lightly fired a shot, and slowly continued: "As long as the road to the merchants on the sea surface is smooth, the next step is to transport something. For example, silk from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, a piece of high-quality silk, can be sold for six taels of silver in the mainland. In Western countries, it can be sold for more than ten taels of silver. Now Yingtian has [-] looms, and Zhejiang has [-] looms. Can we increase the number of looms and produce more silk?"

"You mean changing rice into mulberry?"

The corner of Jiajing's mouth twitched slightly.

"Emperor Shengming!"

Old Yan Ge didn't know that the flattery was on the horse's leg this time, so he said with a slight smile: "It has always been the silk that should be produced in the sky, and Zhejiang has always been the supplier of silk. Due to the climate, Zhejiang is suitable for planting mulberry and producing silkworms. The cabinet's intention is to let If half of the existing farmland in Zhejiang is converted into mulberry fields, more than 1000 million taels of silk can be produced a year, which means that 20 pieces of silk can be produced more.”

Jiajing lowered his eyes and said gloomyly: "The farmland has been changed to mulberry fields, do the people in Zhejiang eat soil?"

Yan Song heard the strange mood of Emperor Jiajing, and quickly replied: "Allocating from other provinces, in the past, the other provinces would allocate more than 100 million shi of grain to Zhejiang every year, just increase the mulberry fields and then increase the grain."

"Besides, the silk yield per mu of mulberry field is higher than the grain harvest per mu of farmland."

Jiajing sneered: "Land annexation, natural disasters and man-made disasters, Japanese pirates rebelling, if the national policy of changing rice to mulberry is implemented, Zhejiang will be in chaos..."

Changing rice into mulberry is absolutely unacceptable.

I am short of money, and I really want to make money, but changing rice to mulberry is no good, because he knows the result.

Yan Song was silent for a while, this was a bit different from what he had imagined, and he needed to think about it carefully.

At this time, Yan Shifan said: "Your Majesty, there may be a little chaos at the beginning of changing rice to mulberry, but as long as it lasts for a year, mulberry farmers will benefit from it. By then, the people in Zhejiang will be rich, and the court will also be rich. It's a double benefit."

Yan Shifan is very good at collecting people's fat and people's ointment.

He is the roundworm in Jiajing's stomach and knows what Jiajing wants.

But the current Jiajing is not Jiajing after all.

"Hey! People put food first. Even if the converted mulberry fields are still taxed according to the farmland, there must be rice farmers who are unwilling to convert rice into mulberry. How will the following people implement it? Do they destroy the seedlings by destroying the seedlings, strengthen the government order, or blow up the river?" Dike, flooded farmland?"

Jiajing looked at Yan Shifan indifferently.

"Boom!"

Yan Shifan knelt on the ground suddenly: "It's the minister's thinking that is too simple."

"Get up!"

Jiajing stared at Yan Song, and said: "It is not feasible to change rice into mulberry, but it is feasible. Extending the national policy to five years, or even ten years, can enrich the people and strengthen the country. But the long-distance water can't quench the near-thirst. The old man, let's go another way. "

He knew there was another way to solve the current financial crisis.

Yan Song raised his head, thinking about something in his cloudy eyes, finally, he spoke.

"Your Majesty, let's go south to patrol the salt!"

Carnivorous animals will hunt and kill each other only when there is insufficient prey, and swords and soldiers meet each other, which is the case with patrolling salt.

Old Yan Ge deserves to be old Yan Ge.

Jiajing got a satisfactory answer, got down from his seat, and said: "For the time being, that's the only way to go. But the open source still needs to be opened, no...it should be said to open the sea. Westerners can come to the East from afar, and we have to go out. How to get started, the cabinet will go back and discuss a detailed plan, and then send an urgent delivery to Hu Zongxian. The southeast matter must be handled by Hu Zongxian."

Yan Song and Lu Fang replied loudly almost at the same time: "Yes."

Jiajing seemed to be very excited, and when he reached the door of the palace, he stretched out his hand to open the door. The two eunuchs, the supervisor of ceremonies, hurried over and opened the door.

A gust of snow and wind blew in, and the large sleeves of Jiajing's toga immediately floated back.

"Ouch! My master, be careful not to catch a cold!" Lu Fang hurried over and was about to close the door.

"I'm not as delicate as you are."

Jiajing raised his hand to stop Lu Fang.

There was heavy snow outside the gate of the hall, and the lanterns hung all over were lit up in red in the snow curtain, creating an auspicious scene.

(End of this chapter)