My Ming Dynasty, I have the final say

Beijing, because the emperor did not have a specific position on the water transportation issue.

In addition, the Qi, Chu and Zhejiang Party wanted to lift the lid on water transportation.

And Donglin was trying his best to cover the lid.

Xu Guangqi also sealed the Tonghui River dock and prevented ships from leaving.

And Dongchang died in person for the emperor's plan.

This caused rumors about water transportation to fly all over the capital.

The Xuanzheng Secretary didn't know how to refute the rumors, and they themselves couldn't tell whether they were rumors or not.

This creates an information barrier, causing many merchants in Beijing and China with little background to sell their boats.

With the money "borrowed" from Xingwang Silver, Zhang Zhengyang purchased nearly a hundred ships of various sizes through various methods.

There were ordinary civilian transport ships, some imperial ships, and even some ships sold to him by the Cao army.

For five days in a row, Kai Yang was busy in Tongzhou.

Acquiring ships and recruiting civilian crews, he also sent a list to various merchants in Beijing, charging according to weight and distance, and the price was transparent.

In the midst of this chaos, Bi Ziyan submitted a letter to Yuan Shizhen on the grounds that Yuan Shizhen's reform of the salt administration was effective and the national funds had increased, and he restored Yuan Shizhen's position as Minister of Household Affairs.

At this point, among the six official officials of the Ming Dynasty, there was only one Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment.

"Fuck you, the grounds for impeachment are getting bullshit."

Looking at the memorial in his hand that impeached Bi Ziyan for blocking his speech, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but curse.

Speaking of the ink pen, Zhu Youxiao marked a line of words on the memorial.

[Tell me, you used those dog eyes to see that Bi Ziyan was blocked.]

After finishing writing, Zhu Youxiao threw the memorial out.

After finally approving today's memorial, Zhu Youxiao was finally able to walk out of the imperial study room and relax his brain.

He stood at the door of the hall and stretched.

Zhu Youxiao had to sigh that compared with a nerd like Han Xu, an old official like Bi Ziyan was easy to use.

Bi Ziyan's voting plan is very practical and rarely contains empty words, which greatly reduces his work pressure.

According to the law of conservation of fishing, when one person is fishing, there must be one or more people working overtime at the same time.

From Bi Ziyan to Liu Bu, they are all too busy now.

But in the eyes of the emperor Zhu Youxiao, this is nothing, just work.

He doesn't owe his courtiers any salary now.

When Beijing is busy, Liaodong is also busy.

Shenyang City, above the school grounds.

"start running!"

"You can't even take two steps. Are you still a man?"

From time to time, a few scoldings came into Xiong Tingbi's ears.

Holding the emperor's handwriting in his hand, Xiong Tingbi was training the garrison in the Liaodong military town.

First, Li Chengliang died of illness, and then the brothers Li Ruzhen and Li Rubai lost their fortune. It can be said that Li Chengliang's influence has been stripped away from Liaodong.

Holding the royal flag in hand, the whole of Liaodong is now under Xiong Tingbi's command.

"How is the war situation between Jiannu and Korea?"

Putting down the book in his hand, Xiong Tingbi turned to look at Jiang Bi beside him and asked.

"Go back to the Ministry Hall. According to Ye Bu's reward, many people died."

Upon hearing Xiong Tingbi's question, Jiang Bi quickly took out a document from his chest and handed it to Xiong Tingbi.

"The combat effectiveness of the North Korean army is not even comparable to that of the Liao army, not to mention the Sichuan army. Jiannu has already captured four cities."

"Those savages in the ravines were also ruthless. They killed wherever they could. They slaughtered all four cities."

"Deserved it."

Hearing this, Xiong Tingbi sneered and looked through the documents handed over by Jiang Bi.

"Back then, the imperial court exterminated the slaves and asked them to provide food and troops, but they ended up sending some rabble."

"And when our army of the Ming Dynasty was fighting a bloody battle with the Jiannu, their army was just watching the show without even using their strength." "Now this is the consequence of seeking the skin of a tiger."

"But the department."

Jiang Bi felt helpless when he heard that Xiong Tingbi did not hide his gloating about North Korea being plundered.

Although he agrees with these statements, boss, can we not make it so obvious? This will lead to impeachment.

"After all, North Korea is a vassal of the Ming Dynasty. If we just sit back and watch, won't His Majesty be angry?"

"You haven't noticed yet."

Hearing this, Xiong Tingbi looked at Jiang Bi with some surprise.

"Years ago, the two white flags of Jiannu plundered North Korea, and the battle reports were also transmitted to the capital. Did your Majesty issue an order?"

"No."

Hearing this, Jiang Bi shook his head.

"But at that time, there were only a few people who went to build slaves. It was not like now when they did such tragic things as massacre the city."

"it's the same."

Shaking his head, Xiong Tingbi handed the official document back to Jiang Bi.

"The official documents of the Jiannu plundered North Korea again. They were rushed to the capital for 800 miles, but there has been no reply until now. This already explains the problem."

"The top priority is to make good use of the time that North Korea has used its national power to help us delay and complete the reconstruction of the Liaodong military town as soon as possible."

After saying that, Xiong Tingbi stood up from his chair and walked towards the school ground.

He, Xiong Manzi, has only one thing to do in Liaodong now, which is to train troops.

At the same time, in Liaoyang City.

Sun Chengzong, the governor of Liaodong, was in a daze.

"This thing can really produce two thousand catties per mu?"

Sun Chengzong held a roasted sweet potato in his hand and stared dumbly at the eunuch coming from the palace in front of him.

"Two thousand catties is an exaggeration, but seven or eight hundred catties is still okay."

The person sitting opposite Sun Chengzong was Zhao Li, who was peeling sweet potatoes at this time.

"There is also a copy of "How to Plant Sweet Potatoes" written by Xu Guangqi and Xu Shangshu. Governor Sun can read it."

"If it is true, this thing can save tens of millions of people."

At this time, Sun Chengzong still expressed doubts about Zhao Li's statement.

"It doesn't matter if you can't plant it. Your Majesty just said that while Liaodong is in the field, let those who grow it try it."

"Anyway, I only have more than 200 kilograms of seeds, so I can't grow much."

After taking a bite of the sweet potato, Zhao Li continued.

"In addition, I also brought Ben Qin Tianjian's newly revised calendar to Liaodong, so that the people of Liaodong can try it first."

"Have all the twenty-four solar terms been rescheduled?"

Hearing this, Sun Chengzong immediately asked excitedly.

The Ming Dynasty's calendar needs to be revised a long time ago, and the twenty-four solar terms are no longer easy to use. The root cause of famine in many places is that the fields are planted at the wrong time, resulting in no harvest.

"It's been reordered, but the Zajia family doesn't know whether it's accurate or not."

Zhao Li said, shrugging his shoulders at Sun Chengzong.

He and Sun Chengzong are old acquaintances. They met Zhu You in the East Palace when he was studying with his father, Zhu Changluo, so they spoke quite casually.

"If it's not allowed, the Zajia family will write back and ask the people from Qintian Prison to repair it again."

"The main reason I came to Liaodong this time is for the Anshan Iron Works. The emperor has approved 50,000 taels of silver for me. The tools I need have been bought in Beijing and are waiting for the transfer envoy Yang to transport them to me."

"I'd like to ask Governor Sun for more help regarding the Anshan Iron Works."

"It's easy to talk about."

Hearing this, Sun Chengzong nodded.

"Liao people don't like farming. If there is a mining job for them, I think it can help these people settle down." (End of Chapter)