Do you know how many people there are in Ming Dynasty now?
In the seventeenth year of Hongwu, last year, the population of Ming Dynasty was only 65,000, which was indeed too small.
"Your Highness."
Gu Chen saw his embarrassment and his voice couldn't help but become deeper.
"Even if you don't do it, at least you have to take advantage of this time to collect more land and come back."
"Food is the foundation of the country."
When commerce is underdeveloped, nothing can compare to agriculture.
To be honest, these words made Zhu Biao's blood boil with excitement.
"I know you are thinking of serving the country, but if you really think about it, do you know what this means?"
He really couldn't bear to put Gu Chen in the position of being an enemy of the world's powerful.
He understood that it was okay if it succeeded, but if it failed, the reformer would be dead. Even if he did not die, life would not be easy.
"Your Highness, this is just an idea. How exactly it should be done and who should be sent to do it all depends on the wishes of Your Majesty and His Royal Highness."
He didn't want his descendants to end badly after his death.
Although it might not happen, he was unwilling to gamble with his family.
He doesn't need to have this reputation for the world, as long as he likes this reputation.
Anyone can take it.
He believed that there must be many people who wanted this reputation.
"Don't you do it yourself?"
Zhu Biao was surprised by him again, even though he really wanted to do this.
It may not end well in the end, but at least it is a chance to go down in history.
Being famous in history is what all literati want.
Guang Xi doesn’t want it?
"Your Highness knows that my family has been poor since I was a child, and my parents died early. I relied on my brother and sister-in-law to sell buns to support my studies, and I got here today."
Gu Chen was now able to sympathize with the original owner more and more, and he choked up a little while talking.
"It doesn't matter if I get a bad name, I'll be quartered by five horses, or I won't die a good death."
"But I cannot harm my family, especially my brother-in-law and Yue family."
"One of them gave me a new life, and the other helped me a lot."
"Your Highness, as the saying goes, everyone has his own ambitions. This good thing that benefits the country and the people should be left to those with great ambitions."
Anyway, his ambition is very simple, just to come up with ideas, and then grow old with his family peacefully, just to have a position similar to that of a consultant.
"You, can you say this directly?"
Zhu Biao was a little touched by his sincerity, but he didn't blame him for being cowardly and afraid of getting into trouble.
Who in the world is not afraid of death and who is not afraid of harming his family?
He is afraid too!
"You don't have to worry about this matter. Come and talk to me first in the future."
"If I go to discuss it with my father again, I must not reveal a single word."
"do you know?"
If his father found out, it would be a ghost if he could help Gu Chen.
Whoever comes up with the idea will do the work. This is his father's consistent standard of conduct.
"knew."
Gu Chen readily agreed, not forgetting to bring the two of them closer together.
"Your Highness treats me well, and I know it well. How can I not tell the truth?"
People's feelings are very complicated. People will like you and trust you unless you are selfless.
It also depends on how they get along on a daily basis. He treats Biao'er as a brother and his own brother, but he maintains the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers and does not violate the rules.
With a good sense of proportion, Biao'er is naturally more sincere than others.
"Okay, I know you are the most sincere, go and do your business."
Zhu Biao got up and sent him out, not forgetting to share the work with his father.
"Recently, the officials in the six ministries have been vacant, and my father is even busier. My energy is also limited. Don't think about being lazy all the time. It would be better to help approve some unimportant memorials."
Gu Chen went to work early in the morning, took an hour's nap at noon, and spent the longest time in squats. He had heard about it in the East Palace.
It was nothing originally, but now the situation in the court is different.
There were many subordinate officials in his East Palace, but his father wanted to do everything himself.
This is not good for my father’s health!
Gu Chen thought in his mind that Lao Zhu deserved to die from exhaustion, but he didn't show it on his face or answer. He just kept asking Biao'er to pay attention to his body, and also told him many ways to maintain his health.
Why drink more hot water and sleep four hours a day?
After seeing Gu Chen off, Zhu Biao returned to his desk and looked at the memorial and thought about it for a long time.
I transcribed the last word, word for word, and then burned the copy that Gu Chen had written.
He saved his mother, but it was just a simple request, why couldn't he satisfy it?
Fengtian Temple.
"The idea is good." Lao Zhu took the memorial and first expressed his approval for the matter: "But now that we are here, these people can't change the world."
Now that the national policy has been initially decided, it will inevitably cause complaints if it is changed over and over again.
"However, the rule of breeding population and never adding wealth can be used."
Lao Zhu was also worried about the population of the Ming Dynasty. The Northern Song Dynasty had half less land than the Ming Dynasty, but it had more than 90 million people.
When I get here...
Alas, they are all caused by the war.
As for why he had to collect the poll tax before, there is no reason at all, because it has been collected by all dynasties, so he also collected it.
Now that the old man has proposed this idea, Lao Zhu is happy to let his son be this good person.
"It is a good thing to breed more people and never add more gifts. Dad will tell the world and his ministers that this was proposed by His Highness the Crown Prince."
Lao Zhu took all the bad reputation on himself.
Anyway, one more is not too much, one less is not a lot.
"The method of subordinate officials..." Lao Zhu pondered for a moment, and then directly decided: "This method will prevent the landlord forces from puppeting the local officials."
"If they can't suck the blood of ordinary people openly and openly, and they can't eat more official food, they will definitely be scolded. Let's just say it was our idea."
He heard that on the way to arrest Pan Fu, Fan Congwen and others were beaten three times in one day and several teeth were knocked out.
It's true that my uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't.
The officials of the Ming Dynasty were his officials, Zhu Yuanzhang, and only he, Zhu Yuanzhang, could beat him. If others wanted to beat him, they would be slapping him, Zhu Yuanzhang, in the face.
"Dad~" Zhu Biao squatted down and looked at his father's white hair with distress: "Leave it to your son to do it, don't bear it all yourself."
Dad is always like this, thinking everything through for himself.
"If I don't help my son with his affairs, do I still deserve to be an father?"
The old man reached out and patted the elder's face, his tone gentle and kind.
"Besides, there are countless things you have to do in the future. The more we get scolded, the less our son will get scolded."
"The pens of historians and writers can trample us into the mud, but our son must be a good emperor respected by the world."
"Don't be sad." Seeing his son sad, Lao Zhu smiled happily: "In the future, when you become the emperor, you will treat heroes like this."
"Heroes will treat their sons like this in the future. The Ming Dynasty must be the best and the best. If it is passed down smoothly and smoothly from generation to generation, only then can the world be peaceful."
This is also the reason why he decided to have a hereditary career. He not only hopes that his old Zhu family will be stable from generation to generation, but he also hopes that the common people will also be stable from generation to generation.
No matter what happens, since it needs to be implemented, the leader must have a meeting with employees.
No, the few six important ministers in the court, Ru Taisu, Zhan Hui, Tang Duo, Han Yike, plus Gu Chen, who had the smallest official position, were all called.
"Zhan Hui, has Pan Fu caught him?"
Fan Congwen was Zhan Hui's subordinate, so Lao Zhu first asked Zhan Hui.
"Reply to Your Majesty, I have never done so. I am incompetent, and I still hope that Your Majesty will punish me."
The hatred in Zhan Hui's heart was that Pan Fu was as slippery as a loach and was so slippery that his subordinates made a lot of fun.
This also made me lose face. I wonder if His Majesty will really punish me?
"Okay." Unexpectedly, Lao Zhu was different from the usual easy talker this time: "The prince told us that this matter cannot be entirely blamed on you."
"It's all my fault to the local bastards. None of these people are good at anything. They usually steal and miss things, but we don't care about them."
"It's better now. Even the officials of the Ming Dynasty don't look down on me. They are clearly holding our bowl but trying to smash our pot."
"Okay, okay, since they don't want us to have an easy time, then don't let it go. If they want to make things worse for us, then I'll make things worse for them."
