I'm only seven years old, Lao Zhu, you let me supervise the country?

Chapter 29 Is he crazy?

Early the next morning, Zhu Yunxi went to the palace to study as usual.

Gradually, he also got used to it.

It's just like going to school in my previous life.

Although Lao Zhu is very thoughtful, he is not too harsh.

He said he went to school to study, but he has never attended a serious class until now.

After entering the palace, all the way to Lao Zhu's study, he heard voices inside.

Zhu Yunxi whispered to the little eunuch guarding outside the door: "Who is inside?"

The little eunuch hurriedly whispered: "Your Majesty is discussing matters with several ministers. Why don't the four emperors and grandsons go in later."

Zhu Yunxuan nodded.

After the abolition of the prime minister in the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu took care of government affairs in person and took care of everything by himself.

Every day there was a mountain of memorials waiting for his review.

It is also fortunate that Lao Zhu has suffered a lot, and his hard work is unmatched by others, so he can persevere.

When Zhu Biao was not dead, he could still help manage political affairs.

Since Zhu Biao's death, Lao Zhu has been busier.

It's just that he is an old man after all, his energy is better than before, and he doesn't know how long he can continue.

Zhu Yunxuan shook his head, and the idea of ​​not being the emperor became more determined in his heart.

Compared with the prince who was eating and waiting to die, the emperor of Ming Dynasty was doomed to work hard and not have a good life.

However, the most important thing right now is to get Lao Zhu to quickly make Zhu Di the crown prince, so that he can wait for the title of king with peace of mind.

Zhu Yunxi was thinking about finding a place to sit down and rest when he heard Lao Zhu's voice from inside.

"Is this Fu'er here? Come in."

Lao Zhu's hearing is quite good!

Zhu Yunxi lifted his long coat, stepped over the high threshold, walked into the hall, and ran to Lao Zhu.

"Hello, grandpa!"

He glanced sideways, looking at the two ministers in the palace.

One has a slender figure, with slightly drooping corners of his eyes.

The other person is not tall and has a kind-hearted appearance.

Zhu Yunxi tried hard to recall.

He should have seen these two people at Zhu Biao's funeral, but he didn't have a deep impression.

There were too many people coming and going at the funeral, and he only cared about praying according to the requirements of the ceremonial officer, so he couldn't remember those people.

Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Yunxi to come forward, hugged him and said, "Xiao'er, these two are ministers in the court."

"One is Yang Jing, who used to be the Minister of the Ministry of Households and is now the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment."

"The other is Zhao Mian, who is currently the Minister of the Household Department."

Zhu Yunxi looked up at Lao Zhu curiously, not understanding why he wanted to introduce officials from the court to him.

"I've seen Master Yang, I've seen Master Zhao."

Zhu Yunxuan shouted crisply.

The two quickly returned the gift.

Old Zhu smiled and said, "Xiao'er, I discussed with the two of them about the increase in business tax you proposed."

"The two Qing families believe that if the business tax is heavy, it will be difficult to collect it. What do you think?"

In front of the ministers, Zhu Yuanzhang's words became more formal.

I deliberately changed my title to "I".

What does it matter to me?

I'm still just a kid.

Zhu Yunxi rolled his eyes in his heart.

Although the proposal to raise commercial taxes is my idea, shouldn't it be up to the ministers to decide how to collect it specifically?

Ask me what a child does?
He didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the old Zhu gourd, so he didn't rush to speak.

Zhao Mian bowed and said, "Your Majesty just said that raising the commercial tax is the idea of ​​the Fourth Emperor. The Fourth Emperor has such insight at such a young age. He is indeed a genius in the sky. It is rare in the world and is admirable."

Master Zhao's skill in flattering is also rare in the world.

Zhu Yun looked at Lao Zhu with his eyes, nose and heart, leaning against Lao Zhu, blinking a pair of bright and clear eyes, showing a proud look.

"However..." Zhao Mian changed the subject and said, "This matter is easy to say, but if it is really implemented, it will be very difficult."

Yang Jing on the side also added: "Yes. Raising business taxes is not easy."

"I just said it casually."

Zhu Yunxi looked innocent.

I am only responsible for suggesting to Grandpa Huang that you are the ministers and important ministers in the court, so there is no need to complain to me, a child.

He looked at Lao Zhu and saw Lao Zhu smiling slightly, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Zhao Mian and Yang Jing seemed to realize that there was no need to explain to a seven-year-old child. After complaining for a few words, they said no more.

The library fell silent.

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have remembered something.

"Hey, have you written the memorandum to collect business taxes?"

Zhao Jing, Zhao Mian were all slightly startled.

The two looked at each other, both a little surprised.

It is absurd to listen to a seven-year-old child's suggestion for a major event in the court, but it is even more unbelievable to ask him to write a memorial.

Your Majesty is the Holy Son of Heaven and the founding emperor of the country. He is by no means a willful king. What is the purpose of this move?
Zhu Yunxi took out the written memorial from his bosom, and said, "Grandfather, here it is."

Zhu Yuanzhang took the memorial and glanced through it. A look of surprise flashed across his face, but he did not continue to read, but asked with a smile: "You thought and wrote this all by yourself, right?"

Zhu Yunxu puffed up his little chest and said firmly: "The content written in the memorial was all the result of Zhu'er's hard thinking. It was also written in his own hand. I would never dare to deceive you."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed loudly, put the memorial together, threw it to Zhao Mian who was beside him, and said, "Let's see how he wrote it?"

Zhao Mian was suspicious.

Your Majesty is acting strangely today, very different from usual.

Let a child write a memorial, if it is just to test the child, it is okay.

But now we are discussing national policy, which affects the whole world. It is not child's play, so how can a little kid participate in it and comment on it?
He took the memorial, and what caught his eye was the well-formed block letters.

If an adult writes such a word, it is of course not surprising.

A scholar in Ming Dynasty, he practiced calligraphy since childhood.

There are not a few people who can write superbly with one hand.

Zhao Mian himself is a master of calligraphy.

But it is really not easy for a seven-year-old baby to have such skills.

He secretly admired.

It seems that His Majesty wants to show off his grandson.

As for the contents of the memorial, Zhao Mian certainly wouldn't take it to heart.

What good idea can a seven-year-old doll come up with?
It's nothing more than some old-fashioned empty talk, picking up people's wisdom.

But as he looked at it, his face gradually became solemn, his breathing gradually became heavy, his emotions were obviously agitated, and the hand holding the memorial was trembling slightly.

As the Minister of the Household Department, in charge of the treasury of Daming, what Zhao Mian had to deal with the most were various account books.

Others may not be able to see the beauty of double-entry accounting, or even understand it at all.

But he can see clearly.

If you use this method, you no longer have to worry about unclear accounts of the Account Department.

There are also invoices, tax certificates...

The more Zhao Mian watched, the more excited he became, and the more he watched, the more excited he became.

At the end, he suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Double-entry bookkeeping, wonderful! Invoices, wonderful!... Hahahaha..."

He actually disregarded the imperial etiquette and laughed like crazy.

(End of this chapter)