Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 633: Old Zhu's scars were exposed and blood was dripping
Chapter 633: Old Zhu's Scars Were Revealed and Bloody
Zhu Yuanzhang's old face was completely downcast.

He glared at Master Hu unhappily, then drank the tea in front of him in one gulp.

Then he slammed the tea bowl heavily in front of his eyes.

"Humph, Weiyong, you are so dishonest!"

"Oh? Why am I not authentic?"

"Humph, you old fellow have made us both feel very uneasy today, and even made it seem like there are problems with us everywhere!"

"But if we think about it carefully, isn't the Ming Dynasty doing well now? How can it be as scary as you say?"

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was extremely dissatisfied and angry, Master Hu was stunned at first, then he smiled and shook his head.

"Your Majesty, you are wrong again!"

"Just because it's okay now doesn't mean there's no problem!"

"Have you ever thought about a question? I know that you compiled a book called Huang Ming Shi Lu!"

"The above is your experience as an emperor, and you want to set rules for your descendants."

"But...what if you're wrong?"

Master Hu picked up the teacup again and spoke in a deep voice.

"To put it bluntly, this Huang Ming Shi Lu of yours is the ancestral teachings of your Zhu family!"

"It's just the ancestral precepts compiled by you, my ancestor!"

"But if you are wrong, when your descendants want to change, they will be scolded by all the officials as being unfilial and forgetting their ancestors!"

"But if we don't change it, won't we just sit back and watch the problem go away?"

"And for a civil official, he would really like to have such a book!"

"If it is beneficial to the civil officials, then keep it. That is the ancestral precept that cannot be changed."

"But if it is detrimental to the civil officials, then we should find ways to change it. After all, the law does not punish everyone, and the emperor cannot go against all his officials, right?"

"Then the question is, as the ancestor of the Zhu family, did you help or harm others by writing this Huang Ming Shilu?"

Swish!
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up directly!
"Hu Weiyong, how did we harm others?"

"Explain your words to us clearly!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was very angry at this moment.

If you say he is ignorant and has no vision, he admits it!
After all, he hasn't read much!
But if you say that he has no good intentions towards his descendants and does bad things, then that would be a sore spot.

It would be strange if Zhu Yuanzhang didn't get angry.

But Master Hu remained calm in the face of the furious Zhu Yuanzhang. He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with squinted eyes and said.

"Have you forgotten that you exempted the gentry from paying land taxes?"

"It's clear that the land in the Ming Dynasty is quantified, but you still let those rich and powerful officials and gentry not pay the land tax?"

"Then let me ask you, who will collect your taxes from now on?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned by this question.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He turned around and looked at his fat son blankly.

But he found that his fat son had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Uncle, will the situation you described really happen?"

Zhu Biao's face was full of solemnity at this time.

He simply couldn't imagine how much trouble this situation would cause.

As the current executive vice emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he is very clear about the current financial and taxation situation of the Ming Dynasty.

Land tax is now the real bulk of Ming Dynasty’s fiscal revenue.

The results of it?
Mr. Hu told him that this matter might be at its peak right now, and it would become less and less likely to be received in the future.

Then isn't it fucking over?

But Master Hu had no intention of reassuring him. Instead, he smiled and nodded heavily.

"Of course it will happen!" "Your father's family was starved to death by corrupt officials, and if the Ming Dynasty continues on its current path, this will inevitably happen!"

Bang!

Zhu Yuanzhang smashed the tea bowl in his hand directly onto the tea table, then his eyes widened and he looked at Master Hu with full murderous intent.

But Master Hu looked at Zhu Yuanzhang calmly and even continued speaking.

"Why, Your Majesty, do you think it's wrong?"

"There are only so many fields here. If a poor person donates them to a gentry with meritorious service, he can pay less land tax. Even a fool would do that!"

"Then, if a natural disaster or man-made calamity occurs and we run out of money, we will have no choice but to sell the land to that old man!"

"and then?"

"With more and more incidents like this, where do you think your land tax will be collected?"

"When county magistrates are forced by their superiors to collect taxes, will they target the local gentry and wealthy families with deep connections, or will they target the common people?"

"Your Majesty, tell me!"

At this moment, Master Hu did not avoid the question at all. He just looked straight at Zhu Yuanzhang and said a lot of words!
At this moment, Master Hu's heart was filled with excitement.

He is afraid of death!

He was particularly afraid that Zhu Yuanzhang would find a reason to do it without him knowing the reason.

But at this moment, he naturally empathized with those people.

In his previous life, he worked hard and earned money to go to college, and then after entering society he was polished into a person who eats both meat and vegetables. Could it be that he doesn't want to live a stable life?

Do not!
It’s simply because for an ordinary citizen and orphan like him, this is the best way and the best choice.

Let the people suffer...

Even though he had done well in the eyes of others in his previous life, Master Hu still got angry when he heard these words.

Why should the common people suffer?

What happens after the suffering?
Go make the people suffer!
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Mr. Hu for a long time, and finally lowered his head slowly.

Because at this moment, he also remembered his miserable childhood.

He repeatedly struggled on the brink of starvation, fought for food with wild dogs, and watched his parents, brothers and sisters-in-law starve to death...

It can be said that Zhu Yuanzhang was the one who knew best how much suffering the people suffered after being oppressed.

However, these deepest and most painful scars in his heart had not been uncovered for too long.

Now, he was torn to pieces by Master Hu.

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang, whose face looked haggard as if he had aged ten years in an instant, looked up at the sky melancholy and murmured.

"Yes!"

"After all this talk, we still didn't care about the people!"

"Weiyong, according to what you mean, our great edict is actually useless?"

Mr. Hu was also a little depressed at the moment.

Those days of climbing up in my previous life are really not good memories.

So much so that he is feeling a little depressed at the moment.

When Zhu Yuanzhang asked this, he just answered casually.

"In terms of system, the Great Edict is naturally useful!"

"With an emperor like you who is so ruthless in killing officials, the Great Edict is still more or less useful!"

"But in reality, in most cases, the Great Edict is useless!"

"After all, when a person dies, there's nothing left!"

"The emperor is far away, and if you can't solve the problem, how can you solve the person who raised the problem?"

"As long as the incident is covered up well afterwards, no matter how powerful you Emperor Zhu are, what can it do?"

"So, the Great Edict is useful, but not much!"

(End of this chapter)