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

Chapter 47: Going out to hunt in the city, the market heard about it!

Early in the morning of the second day, Zhu Yunxi took a few guards and went out in a carriage.

He finally had the opportunity to ride a horse and shoot arrows, so he was naturally extremely excited.

Since Zhu Yunxi entered the palace to accompany Lao Zhu to study and gradually emerged, the people in the mansion, including his mother Lu, no longer regarded him as a child, and gave him a lot of autonomy.

Zhu Yunxi was very satisfied with this.

What he hopes is that when he needs it, he can go crazy and act willfully because of his young age.

If you want to be naughty, be naughty and be a brat.

It can also have the majesty of an adult when necessary, unlike other children who are subject to many constraints.

But now, things are moving in the direction he wants.

Of course, in front of Lao Zhu, Zhu Yunxi hoped that he would always be a child, no matter what.

It would be really tiring to face Lao Zhu with the attitude of an adult.

Unfortunately, this did not go exactly in the direction he expected.

Now that he was out for a visit, Zhu Yunxi thought that if he had time, he could also see the prosperity of Jinling, so he deliberately changed into casual clothes, and so did the guards, who looked just like a rich man traveling.

Feng Dazhuang was hit by a board and was still lying on the bed. Ying'er is a woman, so it is inconvenient to participate in riding and archery, so today only the guards accompany her.

The carriage rolled slowly, Zhu Yunxi lifted the curtains and looked at the bustling street outside.

The mansion he lives in now is the Prince's Mansion, which is next to the palace.

Although it is the power center of Ming Dynasty, ordinary people in Jinling City will not go there, and the market is even farther away.

Every day I enter the palace, there are not many pedestrians on the street.

Only on the way out of the city can we see the hustle and bustle of people.

After leaving the inner city, there are more people outside.

Zhu Yunxuan saw an inn beside the street, with the words "Jixian Building" written on the plaque on it, flying like dragons and phoenixes, with a majestic momentum.

People come and go, business is very good.

He couldn't help feeling a little bit interested, and asked the guard driving the car: "I'm going hunting today, and I won't arrive at the hunting ground until evening. I should take a few rests on the way, so there should be enough time?"

The vicinity of Jinling City is all cultivated fields, and there is no suitable hunting ground.

The hunting ground that Zhu Di had appointed was in Yangshan outside the city.

The transportation in this era is far inferior to that of later generations, and it is not a day's work to go hunting.

However, he was still young, and he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it, so he only had three days.

On the first day of travel, arrive at the destination.

Hunted on the second day, and went home on the third day.

When the guard heard his question, he thought he had been jolted, and said quickly: "If we go back to the young master, we will come out very early. We can reach there in the middle of the afternoon, which is plenty of time. If the young master wants to rest, just stop the car." ”

Since he was dressed casually, he naturally wouldn't directly address him as His Royal Highness.

Zhu Yunxi was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Then stop, I want to go to this restaurant."

He has never been to a restaurant in this era, and he is very curious and eager to try it.

Walking into the building, I saw that the interior decoration is simple and elegant, quite tasteful.

In front of the screen above, an old gentleman was sitting there, telling a book.

The records of ancient storytelling first appeared in the Song Dynasty.

But in fact, storytelling already existed in the Spring and Autumn Period.

In the Han Dynasty, many professional storytellers even appeared among the people.

The Tang and Song Dynasties were even more prosperous, and they can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Li Shangyin once wrote a charming poem: "Sometimes make fun of Zhang Feihu, or laugh at Deng Aiqi".

The story of Zhang Fei and Deng Ai was widely circulated in that era, and the storytellers on stage today are talking about the Three Kingdoms.

Although Luo Guanzhong has not sorted out "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" at this time, the stories of the Three Kingdoms have already been flying all over the sky.

Zhu Yunxi sat down at a table, he glanced at the guests in the building, most of them were green fir Confucian gowns with long sleeves, dressed as scholars, secretly thinking that Jixian Building really lived up to its name.

Those who like to listen to books are not only ordinary people in the market, but even literati and poets.
However, yes.

At this time, most ordinary people would only drink a pot of tea and eat a bowl of wine in front of the simple stalls on the street.

Only the rich or powerful can enter such a well-decorated restaurant, so naturally there are more scholars.

Zhu Yunxi ordered some snacks, ordered a jug of wine, and began to eat and drink in a decent manner.

He is too young, sitting in the building is particularly eye-catching, attracting a lot of attention.

But seeing him with several followers, they all looked away.

Although there are very few young masters from rich families who come out to shop in restaurants, they can still be seen occasionally.

Spoiled and spoiled, it has existed since ancient times.

Zhu Yunxi listened with relish.

After the storyteller finished speaking, the whole hall cheered, and then all the guests offered rewards one after another.

The storyteller raised his hands in salute and said, "I have been talking for an hour today. My mouth is dry and my tongue is dry. I will take a break for a cup of tea before continuing my story."

Everyone cheered loudly, and then went about bragging and drinking.

"I heard that the business tax increase in the court recently has aroused a lot of discussion in the court. Brother is an official in the court, have you ever heard of it?"

A voice was heard from the next table.

Zhu Yunxuan looked for his reputation, and saw a few people who looked like Confucian scholars, discussing there.

His heart skipped a beat, he never expected to hear such a thing in this episode of Xianlou.

But after a little thought, it's normal.

In this era, reading is to become an official. Since they are scholars, they may have achieved fame, or even become officials in the court.

It is most normal to discuss government affairs.

Zhu Yunxi was also quite curious about this.

I heard it from Feng Dazhuang, after all, it is second-hand information, I don't know if listening to it in person will make any difference.

"There is indeed such a thing. Minister Zhao Mian of the Ministry of Household Affairs and Yang Jing, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, both believe that the treasury is empty and strongly advocate the levy of business taxes."

"Short-sighted, short-sighted... How decent is it for the Ming court to compete with merchants for profit? Don't all the princes in the court object to it?"

"How is it possible? I heard that the memorials against the increase of commercial tax have flowed into the palace like snowflakes and piled up like a mountain. However, His Majesty has not released it. Although he has not stated his position clearly, it seems that he intends to implement it."

"Ugh……"

Who can stop what the Ming emperor is going to do?

At least, nothing like this has happened since the year of Hongwu.

Several people buried their heads in drinking, looking very dissatisfied.

After a while, another person spoke.

"I heard that the proposal to increase the business tax was proposed by a seven-year-old child. Such a major national policy is so absurd, it's a pity, it's sad!"

"Isn't it? I heard that it was proposed by the son of the old prince and the grandson of the fourth emperor."

"However, it is rumored that although the grandson of the Four Emperors is only seven years old, his mind has surpassed that of an adult, so it cannot be regarded with common sense."

"Ridiculous! A child with a yellow mouth, the teeth are not fully grown yet? Saying something far surpasses that of an adult is simply ridiculous."

"Speak carefully, speak carefully! He is the grandson of the emperor, if your words spread, it will be serious."

The people at the same table quickly reminded.

But their voices were not small, and they had already been heard by the people around them.

A resounding voice sounded, and shouted: "What an arrogant Confucian scholar, His Highness the Fourth Emperor, can you also evaluate it casually?"

(End of this chapter)