Ming Dynasty: He was ordered to give lectures in prison, but Lao Zhu eavesdropped and made people nu

Chapter 368 Farming is the most important thing in the world

Zhu Biao told Qianhu of the Duwei Mansion next to him: "It's okay to interrogate him, but he must not be allowed to die in the imperial prison."

After giving the order, Zhu Biao left the imperial prison.

Instead of going back to the palace, he took a chariot to the Confucius Temple next door to Lin Che's Mansion.

You waited for half an hour.

Zhu Yuanzhang finally brought Liu Sanwu to the mansion.

In the room next door, Zhu Ping's flattering greeting sounded very punctually.

"Sir, this is the Yingtian roast duck that was just baked a quarter of an hour ago. Come and try it."

Lin Che, who was dozing off, subconsciously turned her head when she heard Zhu Ming's greeting.

After sniffing, he lazily came to sit down at the dining table filled with delicious food.

The freshly baked roast duck tastes really extraordinary.

Lin Che quickly dispatched most of the oily ducks.

While eating cold dishes to relieve fatigue, he asked Zhu Xi and Zhu Bai smoothly: "Have you figured out the answer to yesterday's homework?"

Hear the words.

Zhu Bai raised his little hand confidently.

After receiving the agreement, he rushed to answer: "Sir, I think if you want to make low-level officials become honest people."

"The best way is to strengthen supervision. Every county should send a captain of the Duwei Mansion to keep an eye on it."

"Anyone who commits illegal acts will be directly arrested and brought to justice, and severe measures will be used to frighten these gangsters."

When Zhu Fang heard his stinky brother give him an answer that was almost the same as what he had thought in the past, he couldn't help but curl his lips:

"How can you guarantee that when the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the sergeant will not collude with those morons?"

"In my opinion, we still need to add a reporting system. If you report a corrupt official, you can get part of the other party's property."

"In this way, a person who is corrupt and perverts the law will inevitably look like someone who has ill intentions towards him. This will put these corrupt officials into a situation where everyone is in danger and dare not reach out at will."

Zhu Ping's answer made Zhu Bai's eyes widen in shock.

Unexpectedly, there is such a way to deal with corrupt officials.

However, Lin Che gave him a headache.

"You kid can save trouble. Just tell me what I said before, exactly as it is."

"You also don't consider the difference between corrupt officials at the center and corrupt officials at the bottom?"

"Even at the bottom level, reporting is done. I'm afraid the most common situation is not that some corrupt officials are exposed, but that some officials suddenly die suddenly."

Zhu Ming was scolded by Lin Che, and he was neither angry nor showing the slightest bit of shame.

Instead, he said confidently: "Sir, I have lived in Yingtian since I was a child. How do I know what the lower-level officials of the Ming Dynasty are like?"

"So please explain to us how to deal with these imperial worms, right?"

Lin Che couldn't help but be amused by Zhu Xi's cheeky words.

He didn't mince words and gave the answer straightforwardly.

"The supervision and reporting system is nothing more than a necessary condition to curb corrupt officials."

"Only a genius knows whether it can have the desired effect."

"To truly solve this problem that has existed for thousands of years, two things need to be done."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Xi immediately held his breath, waiting for Lin Che's clever plan.

Zhu Yuanzhang and others in the next room also braced themselves and waited for his answer.

"The first thing is to vigorously open factories." "The second thing is to immigrate as many people as possible."

Lin Che took a sip of wine and gave two very simple countermeasures.

Zhu Xi was not disappointed. He knew that every seemingly ordinary strategy of his husband had deep meaning hidden behind it and was very targeted.

Zhu Fang thought for a moment and said, "Sir, I know the benefits of running a factory. It can increase employment and give people another way to survive hunger besides farming."

"The same is true for immigrants, but once they immigrate overseas, who will plant the vacant fields?"

“If there weren’t enough people to farm, wouldn’t our Ming Dynasty be in a food shortage?”

In today's era of small-scale peasant economy, farming is the most important thing in the world.

If we only focus on developing the economy and expanding our territory.

And forget the most important thing of farming.

No matter how much money there is, it is just a flash in the pan in a vast territory.

Lin Che smiled and did not answer Zhu Xi's question.

Instead, he asked Zhu Xi and Zhu Bai, "Do you know how much land each family cultivates now?"

When Zhu Xi was observing politics, he saw relevant data in the booklet.

However, when recalling the specific number of acres.

Zhu Bai was the first to say, "Sir, the average farming area of ​​ordinary people in Ming Dynasty is about five to ten acres. The area will fluctuate depending on the merits of my cousin."

Although this data is not very accurate, it is close to the correct answer.

Lin Che nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "Before the Tang Dynasty, people had to have an average of more than twenty acres of land to grow food for a family to survive."

"But now we, the people of the Ming Dynasty, only need three to a quarter of their money. Do you know the reason?"

Zhu Ping had just fallen behind because of recalling the data. This time, without even thinking about it, Bai Bai replied: "Sir, this is because of the Quyuanli in the Tang Dynasty."

Lin Che had discussed similar issues in previous classes.

So Zhu Xi read the classics of the Han and Tang Dynasties in his spare time.

Lin Che also gave Zhu Ming an affirmative look.

He nodded and responded: "Yes, it is because of the development of agricultural technology that although the people of Ming Dynasty now own less land, as long as they cultivate it intensively and take good care of the crops, they can still feed their families."

Zhu Xi couldn't help but smile when he heard the words that the present day was better than the previous one.

But then Lin Che changed the topic and said, "However, such intensive farming is not a good thing."

“Although it feeds more people with less land, it also completely binds them to the land.”

"Let the people of the world not dare to slack off in the matter of farming. They will have no time to care about other things, and they will not dare to resist the exploitation from the lower-level officials."

Hearing this, Zhu Xi's face suddenly felt like burning pain.

Unexpectedly, the thing he was so proud of just now was actually the culprit that breeds low-level corrupt people.

Zhu Feng couldn't help but ask: "Sir, if we don't cultivate intensively, how can the people grow enough food?"

"The answer to this question goes back to the matter we just discussed about a factory worker."

Lin Che happily ate a piece of roast duck.

He took a sip of wine and said, "I can answer you clearly. Within a certain limit, people can be workers or immigrants."

"It will not affect the output of grain, but it will also allow the court to receive more grain taxes."

"And the officials at the bottom will be more honest and will not dare to exploit the people easily."

(End of this chapter)