Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 185 Trade Chips for Yunnan

No one thought that Zhu Zhanhe, the heir of the Han Dynasty, would dare to "commit murder in public", let alone that Zhu Di would not say a word, as if he was acquiescing.

"Uh……"

Zhu Zhanhe stepped on his hip, and a trace of pain appeared on Tuohuan's face.

"Remember, since you are not strong enough, then lock up your head and pretend to be a grandson. Don't act around all day long without being capable."

"Last time, my third uncle made a mistake that ordinary people would make. He couldn't bear to attack those ordinary herdsmen, but I won't."

"It may sound a bit arrogant, but think about it, you Meng Yuan people should know my name, Zhu Zhanhe."

"Now that I have joined my father's vassal, I really don't want to get involved in this kind of thing. You have all seen the fate of the Japanese country. This is the price for their repeated violations of my Ming Dynasty sea territory."

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you."

"I built a landscape in the palace of Heian Jing. It is much larger than the one in Yuerhai. It was built with the corpses of more than half a million people."

"I told you that the Kyokan is spectacular. The danchi in front of the main hall of the Japanese King's Palace is completely occupied. It's a pity that the Kyokan at Lake Shinji cannot be moved there, otherwise it would be unprecedented. "

"What I hate the most is trouble."

"To be honest, I really don't want to set foot on the grassland anymore. I am a kind person. The temple on the grassland still tortures my mind all the time."

Having said that, Zhu Zhanhe grabbed Tuo Huan's hair and pulled him towards him.

Leaning close to Tuohuan's ear, Zhu Zhanhe said softly: "I don't want to build the Jingguan in Hulanhu, it will be too troublesome."

"Do you understand?"

After saying that, Zhu Zhanhe retracted his feet and released his grip on Tuo Huan's hair.

The released Tuohuan's body swayed a little, and there were some movements on his waist and legs, but before he could move, his expression changed slightly.

It seemed like he hesitated for a moment, but Tuohuan did not stand up after all, and just knelt on the ground.

"Have you figured it out?" Seeing Zhu Zhanhe return to his seat, Zhu Di bowed slightly and asked as he looked at Tuohuan below.

With a low voice and a serious face, anyone familiar with Zhu Di knows that this is a precursor to Zhu Di's anger.

"Back...back to His Majesty the Great Emperor, I understand..." Tuohuan lowered his head, his voice still a little strange.

"After returning, the Oara tribe will definitely give His Majesty the Great Emperor a satisfactory result."

"I hope you have really figured it out." Zhu Di leaned back on the chair again, his expression softening.

On today's occasion, Zhu Zhanhe's behavior was somewhat unruly and unexpected, but Zhu Di did not stop him.

He was originally an emperor on horseback, but after becoming the emperor, there were too many things that required him to consider from all aspects, so he had to choose some methods that he didn't like.

In the past two years, Zhu Zhanhe's vigorous and resolute actions have proved that the saying of non-violence and non-cooperation is correct, and he is naturally happy to see the results.

To be more realistic, even if there was a problem in the future, it would be Zhu Zhanhe's problem, and the emperor would not be wrong, not to mention that the emperor did not directly agree with Zhu Zhanhe's words.

It is so realistic, after all, there is a scale in everyone's heart to measure the importance of everything, everyone and everything.

The farce came to an end, and when the Nanzhang and Khmer envoys came forward, Zhu Zhanhe originally planned to take this opportunity to cause some trouble, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it.

It’s too late.

For Zhu Zhanhe, this New Year's Eve banquet was very rewarding, not to mention gaining both fame and fortune, but at least he got fame, although it was not a good one.

As for profit...

This is a matter of opinion.

The next day, early in the morning.

There are many people talking at the New Year's Eve dinner, and officials may be able to keep their mouths shut and not talk about these things to irrelevant people, but it is not just officials at the New Year's Eve dinner.

The dancers, jugglers, and accompanying palace maids and eunuchs would always tell the truth, and once they were told, the news would spread at an uncontrollable speed.

Of course, this means that Zhu Di did not control the spread of the news, otherwise the news would definitely not have spread.

Zhu Zhanhe's previous conquest of Japan involved too many people and too many places. It was difficult to control the news, but this was in the palace.

If the master of the palace can't even control the news, then he probably doesn't have to mess around.

Therefore, early in the morning, Zhu Zhanhe received strange looks from the officials of the clan's mansion, but he didn't care.

For Zhu Zhanhe, people who don't need to be afraid of him will never be afraid of his notoriety, and he never cares about people who are afraid of him.

Zhu Zhanhe ate something hastily and then entered the palace. Today he was offering sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple.

This is not the first time that Zhu Zhanhe has participated in this kind of thing. He has participated in it three times before, but today it is a little different, with an extra link.

Prisoners were offered to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Zhu Zhanhe took out the head from the box and burned it in the brazier in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. It belonged to Ashikaga Yoshinori and Emperor Gokomatsu. Others were not qualified to be used as prisoners in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

In front of the mausoleum, I offer the enemy's leader. I am not weak at this time and my old friend is brave.

This is actually the main meaning of offering prisoners to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, which is to comfort the ancestors that your children and grandchildren will not weaken your name.

After the prisoners were sacrificed, the rest of the procedures continued as usual, with nothing new and ended without anything new.

Qianqing Palace.

Originally, Zhu Zhanhe planned to return to Yunnan after offering sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple, but Zhu Di persuaded him to stay, saying that he would have a meal before leaving.

In Qianqing Palace, Zhu Zhanhe felt that even Zhu Gaochi had never eaten here several times.

"Eat more." Zhu Di personally gave Zhu Zhanhe a full bowl of vegetables, and he continued to add more.

Zhu Zhanhe was not too anxious and ate slowly.

"Zhanhe." Zhu Gaochi looked at his father, then at his son, then turned to look at Zhu Zhanhe again.

"Huh?" Zhu Zhanhe raised his head in confusion.

"Last night, I went back and read the books you recommended to me..." Zhu Gaochi hesitated, but still chose to speak out.

"Those books, are there some..."

When he said this, Zhu Gaochi hesitated for a long time before choosing a more tactful statement.

"Not quite right?"

"Whether it's suitable or not, you have to judge for yourself. Zhanhe is just giving you a suggestion." Zhu Zhanhe smiled slightly and put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"As for whether you want to listen to this suggestion and what you will do after listening to it, that is your business."

"What suggestions?" Zhu Di was intrigued by the conversation between the two and couldn't help but ask.

"Uh...Father." Zhu Gaochi took out the letter Zhu Zhanhe gave him from his sleeve pocket and handed it into Zhu Di's hand.

"This is..." Zhu Di frowned.

Don't think that Zhu Di is an instant emperor or a reckless man who can't or doesn't study well. His father is Zhu Yuanzhang.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang started from a broken bowl, he never underestimated his son's education, so although the Yongle Emperor Zhu Di left the impression that he was an emperor on horseback, he had read a lot of books.

Not to say they are at the forefront of the world, but they are definitely more than the average person.

With just one glance, Zhu Di recognized what those books were.

To be honest, if these titles were shown to Confucian scholars, they might not really know the names of these books, because they don’t read these books.

It is not a banned book, it is also a Confucian book, but these books are almost completely opposite to the Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism learned by Confucian scholars in the early Ming Dynasty.

Just like the current Confucianism is collectively called Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, the books listed by Zhu Zhanhe also have a unified name.

Gong Yangxue.

At first, Zhu Di was a little angry when he saw the titles of these books, because he was used to being an emperor and was very sensitive to this kind of issue.

Gongyang theory is also a Confucian theory, but in the Ming Dynasty, because the mainstream theory was Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, few people knew about Gongyang theory, and because of the conflicts between the two theories, among those who studied Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism Among the Neo-Confucian scholars, some extreme people even regarded Gongyang's books as forbidden books.

The reason why Zhu Di was angry at the beginning was because the Gongyang doctrine was filled with a lot of thoughts of a false king and a weak king, which was naturally intolerable for an emperor.

But after a short period of thinking, Zhu Di figured out what his grandson wanted to do.

In addition to the ideas of virtual king and weak king, Gongyang School also has other ideas, such as great unification and great revenge.

Can the revenge of the ninth generation still be avenged?Even if it lasts a hundred lifetimes.

This is Gongyang's idea of ​​great revenge. To put it simply, if anyone dares to bully me, Gongyang Confucianism will directly kill you, even if you end up with nothing in the room.

As for the great unification, there is no need to say this.

"Well, it's good. Go back and have a look." Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Zhanhe in surprise, and then said to Zhu Gaochi in a very calm tone.

No one knew that after figuring out Zhu Zhanhe's thoughts, Zhu Di felt a little guilty about his grandson.

Although he had given all kinds of preferential treatment to the King of Han's lineage before, and even broke the ancestral motto of "eating money but not managing affairs" set by Emperor Taizu Gao, if we really look into it carefully, he still has a little respect for the lineage of the King of Han. suspicious.

Suspicion is an advantage and disadvantage that every monarch has.

But after figuring out Zhu Zhanhe's thoughts, Zhu Di understood.

Why did the King of Han have so many supporters when he was establishing the throne?In addition to his repeated military exploits during the Jingnan crisis, another reason is that Zhu Gaochi's "benevolence" was a little too much.

An emperor should not only have a kind side, but also a tough side.

If Zhu Gaochi could thoroughly digest Gongyang Xue, then he would become a monarch who at least appeared to be perfect on the surface.

This is detrimental to the lineage of the King of Han.

"Uncle, I know that you are not weak. You also want to be tougher on certain issues, such as dealing with the grassland and the Japanese pirates."

Zhu Zhanhe put down his chopsticks, folded his hands, and looked solemn.

"But Ming Dynasty needs money and food in too many places. It is not said that it is difficult to make ends meet every year, but there is rarely any savings. That is why you have always advocated recuperation, and you have even had many quarrels with grandpa."

"However, in my humble opinion, even if you are recuperating and accumulating strength for the Ming Dynasty, there is no need to hide your tough side."

"Of course, Zhan He is not trying to teach you a lesson, Zhan He is not qualified, and Zhan He recommended these books to you not to give you advice."

"The reason why Zhan He did this was mainly because he felt that we, the Ming Dynasty's scholars, could not continue like this."

"Zhao and Song Dynasties were dominated by Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, but they were mediocre and weak throughout the dynasty and were overwhelmed by various foreign enemies."

"I think back then, Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty established Gongyang School as an official school, allowing the Han Dynasty to achieve a renaissance, and the Zhao and Song Dynasties..."

Having said this, Zhu Zhanhe shook his head slightly and said no more.

Having said this, he has said enough. Zhu Gaochi can be said to be the smartest person in Zhu Di's lineage, so it is impossible not to understand.

"Gongyang School?" Zhu Zhanji looked at his cousin and spoke with a curious look on his face.

"Yes." Zhu Zhanhe nodded.

"If your cousin is interested, you can go and have a look, but you still need your uncle's permission."

Zhu Zhanhe didn't want to go overboard. This was his suggestion for the good of Ming Dynasty, but there was also his selfishness hidden in it.

It's time for Confucianism to change. Zhu Zhanhe can't decide the direction of history, but at the moment, he doesn't want Daming to wait until Wang Yangming appears and the birth of Xinxue, so that Daming abandons Cheng Zhu's Neo-Confucianism.

Early changes can make Daming somewhat better, and it can also make Zhu Zhanhe's current situation better.

Of course, the most important thing is to kick out those Shabi scholars who have studied Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism to the point of stupidity.

If Chen E, Huang Huai and others did this again, Zhu Zhanhe was not sure whether he could remain as calm as this time.

Since the Northern Expedition... no, since he exterminated the Japanese in Taizhou Prefecture, these Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucian scholars have attacked him again and again. He has been able to endure it until now and is considered to have a good temper.

"Is this... the one you gave me together?" After a long silence, Zhu Di spoke again, and stood up to bring a memorial from the side.

"That's right." Zhu Zhanhe didn't hide anything and nodded straightforwardly.

"Go back to the capital."

Zhu Di's sudden words stunned Zhu Zhanhe and left Zhu Gaochi and his son stunned.

"Forget it." Zhu Zhanhe quickly came to his senses and shook his head slightly.

"Grandpa, Ming Dynasty needs Annan, but it doesn't just need Annan."

"Siam, Nanzhang, Khmer and the surviving Angkor dynasty must be dealt with. This is an extremely important thing for our Ming Dynasty."

"In my grandson's opinion, if we get rid of them, Ming Dynasty can continue its national destiny for another hundred years."

……

At this time, even Zhu Di was stunned. He did not expect that Zhu Zhanhe would elevate the matter to such a height, which made him unable to react for a while.

"A hundred years of national fortune..." After a long time, Zhu Di lowered his head with a little frustration, looked at the booklet in his hand, and muttered to himself.

"Actually, what you are giving to the court now will not only be able to sustain the country's destiny for a hundred years?"

"My grandson is full." Zhu Di's voice was too low, even if he was at the same table, Zhu Zhanhe and the other three did not hear it.

"Wait a minute." Seeing his grandson stand up, Zhu Di knew that his next step was to tell him about his departure, so he interrupted him first.

"Grandpa still doesn't understand a lot about what happened before, such as this envelope and the previous food."

Zhu Zhanhe paused, and sat down again.

"Back to grandpa, my grandson sent people across the ocean to retrieve three different seeds. As for the yield, you should know."

"My grandson hasn't been back for almost a year. I only learned about the breeding work from my father's letter to his grandson. If nothing unexpected happens, my grandson can send some seeds to the court when he returns this time. Grandpa can send I will go back with my grandson."

"However, there is one thing that my grandson needs to explain in advance. The three types of food that my grandson got this time can only be given to the court."

"Two kinds?" Zhu Di frowned slightly.

"Yes." Zhu Zhanhe nodded, but he was not prepared to explain too much.

"The things involved are a bit complicated, and even my grandson is exploring some of them, but you don't have to worry, those two kinds of food alone are enough for the court."

"Here, my grandson gives you two pieces of advice."

"First, corn is fine, but sweet potatoes should not be planted in large quantities because sweet potatoes are difficult to store and are not suitable for use as reserves."

"This is impossible." Zhu Di directly planned Zhu Zhanhe's words.

"Sweet potatoes have the highest yield and are what Grandpa values ​​the most, but you say you can't plant them in large quantities? You should know that this is uncontrollable. Even if it is an order from the court, the people will obey it when it comes to food rations. "

"This is the second point Sun Er said." Zhu Zhanhe was not in a hurry and spoke calmly.

"In response to what you said, my suggestion is to start with taxation."

"Taxation?" Zhu Di was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, taxation!" Zhu Zhanhe took a breath and explained his thoughts.

"Our Ming Dynasty's taxation has always been based on physical goods. The court can stipulate that sweet potatoes are not collected when collecting taxes. This can ensure that the people do not plant too many sweet potatoes."

"At the very least, they have to grow part of the rice and wheat to pay taxes. As for the remaining land, although the people will definitely plant a large amount of sweet potatoes, there is a saying that cheap grain will hurt farmers."

"If you plant more, you will naturally harvest more. If the people can't sell for a price, or even if they can't even sell it, they will naturally consider it as appropriate."

"In less than two years, people will choose to grow a small amount of sweet potatoes with high yields as their own food rations, and the remaining land will be used to grow rice and wheat. First, they can pay taxes, and second, the price will be higher."

"As for the others, you can make use of the one your grandson gave you."

Zhu Zhanhe pointed to Zhu Di's right hand, and both Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi, father and son, followed Zhu Zhanhe's direction and looked over.

That envelope.

"Cooperate with this new tax method, and implement it together?" Zhu Di frowned, but he immediately relaxed.

"It is indeed a good way."

With that said, Zhu Di handed the zhezi in his hand to Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Zhanhe didn't write much in his excerpts, but he could sum it up in just four words: Divide a small family into an acre.

That’s right, it was the law of dividing one person into one mu by Emperor Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty.

The so-called apportionment of land into acres is to tie taxes to land. People who own more land pay more taxes, and people who own less land pay less taxes. Let those who really should pay taxes pay taxes, and let people who can't even maintain their livelihoods pay taxes. Pay less or even no tax.

On the whole, the tax revenue of the Ming Dynasty treasury has not changed.

"I've said all that needs to be said. It's a long way back to Yunnan, so my grandson is leaving."

Zhu Zhanhe stood up, placed a letter on the table, then bowed to Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi, and slowly exited the Qianqing Palace.

With the method of dividing crops into acres and sweet potato as a bargaining chip, Yunnan will be able to stabilize.

At the very least, it can be stable until the 22nd year of Yongle.

(End of this chapter)