King Luhuang of the Ming Dynasty: My father, Ming Taizu

Chapter 67 Your Highness, you are trying to kill someone!
  When Han Mingzhe saw that Zaoli was stunned on the spot, he said angrily: "This is His Royal Highness King Lu! His Highness is asking you a question! You haven't answered yet!"

After saying that, he smiled at Zhu Tan and said, "Your Highness, this person's name is Jiang Huan, and he is the ambassador of the Salt Department of Changlu Salt Field!"

Zhu Tan asked curiously: "What rank is the Ambassador of the Salt Department?"

Han Mingzhe laughed dryly and said: "No grade! He is only responsible for managing the production of the salt farm and the collection of salt taxes. He is a good person here! Haha"

Zhu Tan nodded.

at this time.

When Jiang Huan heard that the young man in front of him turned out to be the prince, he was immediately frightened and fell to his knees.

He said honestly: "Go back to your highness! These unscrupulous people are really too lazy. If they don't use this method, they won't be able to complete the court's salt tax!"

the other side.

Xu Laoer lamented: "The common people are wronged! The common people are not lazy, in fact, the court has not paid any salary for two months! Although it was paid in half before, at least it is still there! Now it is really not paid at all. The poor people's homes have been without food for three days! They really don't have the strength to chop wood, so the fire is not big."

In Ming Dynasty.

Although the kitchen households produce salt, they cannot sell it.

They have to accept the heavy salt production tasks every year.

So.

Almost everyone is extremely poor.

The salary given to them by the imperial court is their only source of income.

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, kitchen households could secretly sell some excess salt, and their living conditions improved.

And if the imperial court does not pay wages, then these kitchen households will definitely go hungry.

In fact.

Zhu Tan looked around and saw many kitchen households with dishes on their faces.

Originally, he thought that poor people were like this because they were malnourished.

But I didn’t expect it.

It turns out that it’s not just malnutrition, but simply no nutrition!

But we still have to do such heavy labor every day!
  No wonder Lao Zhu wants to skin and remove the grass from these damn corrupt officials.

Now Zhu Tan also has this impulse in her heart
  Corruption of money is a small matter, but harming the people is a big deal!
  When Jiang Huan heard Xu Laoer's words, his face suddenly filled with anger!

"Xu Laoer! Why don't you talk nonsense! How can you get less salary! The salt field has always been fair!"

Han Mingzhe also frowned when he heard Xu Laoer's words.

In fact.

Changlu Saltworks has deducted wages from kitchen households, and this is no longer the case.

He had already heard about it.

However, regarding this matter, the entire Salt Transport Department is not clean.

Everyone covers each other, and this has been the case for so many years.

He cautiously said to Zhu Tan: "Your Highness, Jiang Huan has been in charge of the Changlu Salt Farm for many years and is indeed very capable. Without him, the salt farm would not have been so prosperous! What he said is still somewhat credible. ! These Zaohu untouchables will inevitably slack off, so it’s impossible not to be stricter with them."

Zhu Tan smiled.

Based on these words alone, he knew that there was nothing good in the entire Yanyunshi Yamen.

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!
  Salt Transport Envoy Han Mingzhe is clearly protecting Jiang Huan!
  He smiled and said to Jiang Huan: "How much salt does the Changlu Saltworks produce per year now?"

Jiang Huan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Back to Your Highness! Last year, the actual production of salt was more than 1200 million jins!"

Zhu Tan nodded and said: "This year, I have come with a mission! Changlu Salt Farm needs to pay a salt tax of 100 million taels of silver to the court! The current price of salt is about 1 cent and 2 cents of silver per pound! I can't Just give it to the imperial court in vain? There must be a surplus! Let’s calculate it as 1800% first! The output of Changlu Saltworks this year must reach million catties! Jiang Huan, Mr. Han just said that you are very capable! Now, what I am talking about Can the mission be completed?" Jiang Huan almost cursed when he heard this number!
  This kitchen household is not just a cabbage in the field. It will increase as soon as it is said to increase!

With so many people, how do you expect them to increase production?

Changlu Salt Farm is actually quite big.

But production technology requires a lot of labor!
  In fact, in everyone's opinion, there is only one key to expanding production!
  That is to increase manpower!
  But now it seems that it is obviously impossible!
  He said bitterly: "Your Highness! This... This is absolutely impossible! There are so many kitchen households on our salt farm who want to increase production. It's too difficult, Your Highness!"

Han Mingzhe also frowned!
  His Royal Highness Prince Lu is too greedy!
  No wonder I dared to ask His Majesty for the Changlu Salt Farm. It turned out to be this plan!
  Han Mingzhe couldn't help but persuade: "Your Highness, you can't increase the production of this salt farm just by saying a word."

Zhu Tan smiled, changed the topic, and said to the guard beside him: "Go and pick up Jiang Huan's whip! Give him a hard whip! He just said it! As long as you deal with these unruly people in this way, you can guarantee Produced by the salt farm! I also want to produce 600 million kilograms of salt!"

The words fell.

Everyone was shocked!
  It turns out that Prince Lu is waiting here!
  soon.

Two guards captured Jiang Huan.

One of the guards held a long whip and whipped it hard.

They had just heard the conversation between Jiang Huan and Xu Er, and they hated this thief who harmed the people.

Naturally, he is merciless when he smokes.

Jiang Huan just received a whip and started screaming!
  "Your Highness, spare your life! I know my crime! But... these 600 million kilograms will never be completed. Ah! Spare your life!"

Zhu Tan looked at Han Mingzhe and said with a smile: "Master Han, do you think I am a fast learner? This is just a salt farm, it is easy to manage! Just use a whip!"

Han Mingzhe smiled bitterly.

He also understands.

The prince in front of him looked ridiculous, but he seemed to understand in his heart!
  This is punishing the evildoers!

at this time.

Jiang Huan received dozens of whips.

The clothes that had been beaten all over his body were in tatters, and his flesh and blood were bruised. He even received several blows on his face, and his face was covered with blood. He looked extremely miserable!
  The guard couldn't help turning his head and asked: "Your Highness! How many more whippings are there?"

Zhu Tan said lazily: "Pump him until he can refine 600 million kilograms of salt for me!"

The guard suddenly fell silent.

Continue to turn around and start pumping like crazy!
  Jiang Huan also understood at this time.

If you don't give in now, this prince who cares so little about human life can really beat him to death!
  He hurriedly screamed: "Your Highness! This villain can do it! He can do it! It will definitely increase production by 600 million catties!"

No more whippings, no matter what.

If you hit me again, you will be beaten to death!

The officials standing beside him sighed.

This Jiang Huan is too miserable.

He was forced to do this!
  Even if you agree now, if you can't complete it by the end of the year, won't it still be a dead end?
  But it's okay, it's better than being beaten to death now!

Seeing the guard stop his whip.

Zhu Tan frowned and said, "Why stop? I don't believe it! Keep pumping!"

The words fell.

Jiang Huan screamed!
  "Your Highness! You are trying to kill someone!"

Zhu Tan ignored him.

He smiled at Han Mingzhe and said, "Master Han, Jiang Huan said that he can increase production by 600 million catties this year. Do you believe it? Do you people in the Beiping Salt Transport Envoy's Yamen believe it?"

(End of this chapter)