Chapter 100: Losing 10,000 Liang

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"We still have to discuss the rest with the ministers."

Zhu Yuanzhang touched Zhu Ming's head and became the emperor, but he could not do whatever he wanted.

If you want to solve the problem, you have to fight with the officials.

The more you want to become a wise king, the more restrictions you will have.

Zhu Ming wanted to change the tax system, which naturally affected the interests of these officials.

"Tomorrow is just a suggestion. Grandpa Huang still has to make the decision on national affairs."

Zhu Ming nodded and just grinned.

Anyway, I have expressed my thoughts, and the rest is naturally none of Zhu Ming's business. He is just giving an idea.

Specific measures had to be persuaded by Lao Zhu before they could be implemented.

"You just have a lot of clever ideas."

Seeing Zhu Ming smiling so innocently, Zhu Yuanzhang fondly scratched Zhu Ming's nose with his fingers.

With the ideas provided by Zhu Ming, he felt a lot better.

It was also like this that gave him the time to start caring about Zhu Ming.

"How come our dear grandson has time to chat with us today?"

He held Zhu Ming in his hands and asked with a smile.

Usually I only go to see Zhu Ming once when I have time, and I don't know what these boys are busy with every day.

He actually took the initiative to come to Daming Palace today, which really surprised him.

"Speaking of which, tomorrow's visit to Grandpa Huang has something to do with what Grandpa Huang said just now."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang began to ask about his purpose, Zhu Ming just pondered for a moment while he was still thinking about his words.

The so-called scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, doing business were not so popular in ancient times, especially in the eyes of Lao Zhu, a beggar.

"Oh, what is it? Tell me about it?"

After Zhu Ming said this, Zhu Yuanzhang became interested and asked him again.

Does this little kid have anything to do with national affairs related to the treasury?

"Grandpa Huang, what do you think of businessmen?"

Zhu Ming did not answer directly. Instead, he first asked Zhu Yuanzhang what he thought of businessmen.

When he heard the word businessman, Zhu Yuanzhang's face suddenly turned cold, showing a look of disdain: "Intrigue and conspiracy, being rich is unkind."

Zhu Yuanzhang, whose parents died when he was young and had been begging for the first half of his life, naturally had no good impression of businessmen.

Not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a wealthy family of thirty thousand people who wanted to get involved in the court.

Thinking about it now, it still made him feel quite resentful.

We are obviously rich with money that rivals the country, but we sit and watch the people being displaced one by one and starved of food.

Zhu Ming nodded but did not respond. Such an answer was also within his expectation.

"Why did my dear grandson ask about this?"

Realizing that there was still a child in his arms, Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down the disdain on his face and became more curious about what Zhu Ming said.

"Ming'er is thinking that these businessmen hold a large amount of silver. If they can be supervised, the court will take a small profit from every transaction they make."

After all, only by letting Lao Zhu see the usefulness of businessmen can Lao Zhu change his view of businessmen.

Moreover, these vendors also need to be supervised by the court in order to be controlled and not to the point of harming the world.

"If you add up a little, you'll get a lot of money."

In fact, most of the problems in the court were due to the lack of money. As long as there was money, it was no big deal.

"What do you mean tomorrow?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Ming. How could this kid know so many ways to make money at such a young age? He looked like a money addict.

"What Ming'er means is to share the profits from these businessmen's transactions and supervise them so that they can't prey on the people at will."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was interested in what he said, Zhu Ming also secretly laughed in his heart.

There is drama in this matter.

"After all, the people don't have much money. If they want to replenish the national treasury, they still have to share profits from these rich people."

The emptiness of the treasury in ancient times was largely due to being too kind to the rich and placing the burden of taxes on the common people.

"Ming'er is right, today we finally have the enlightenment."

Zhu Yuanzhang also nodded thoughtfully to Zhu Ming's words.

This money still has to be divided from the hands of the rich.

Moreover, the court must also strengthen supervision of these wealthy people so that the people can live a better life.

"This money must also be taken from the people and used for the people. Only when the people are rich can the Ming Dynasty be strong."

"Speaking of which, I have mistakes to admit tomorrow."

Seeing that the time had come, Zhu Ming lowered his head in Zhu Yuanzhang's arms and sighed with a sense of disappointment.

"wrong?"

Seeing Zhu Ming's aggrieved look when he suddenly admitted his mistake, Zhu Yuanzhang hugged Zhu Ming even more tightly and comforted him softly: "Who can avoid making mistakes? Grandpa Huang also missed it."

"Let me tell you, Grandpa Huang won't blame you."

Seeing Zhu Ming's aggrieved look, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't bear to blame him.

Besides, a child just makes mistakes, how wrong can it be?

"I'll lose money tomorrow."

Zhu Ming didn't talk about opening a bookstore, only that he lost money, and his voice became quieter the more he talked about it.

Even Zhu Ming himself felt pitiful.

If I don't become an actor, I would be wronging myself.

"what happened?"

When Zhu Ming said this, Zhu Yuanzhang became even more at a loss and quickly asked.

What has happened to make our dear grandson feel wronged?

"Tomorrow, we will buy a bookstore and give the books to the students. We will pay more than 10,000 taels of silver."

Seeing that the atmosphere was heightened, Zhu Ming finally came to his senses and did not talk about opening a bookstore. He only said that he had lost money by giving away books.

"It's a good thing to give books to students. Grandpa Huang will give you these ten thousand taels of silver."

Ten thousand taels of silver is not a small amount of money. But the intention was to give books to students, and Zhu Yuanzhang valued scholars, so he was naturally embarrassed to blame him, so he kept comforting Zhu Ming.

"no, I'm fine."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang still wanted to give him money, Zhu Ming, who came to confess, felt a little sorry, and quickly refused: "I will earn back these ten thousand taels of silver tomorrow. Grandpa Huang's money should be kept for relief." The people will be well off."

Seeing Zhu Ming looking so strong and still thinking about the people, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with relief.

It was good to have such ambitions, but he was still a little curious.

"How do you want to earn back these ten thousand taels, dear grandson?"

Zhu Ming rubbed his eyes, as if he had just wiped away tears, and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a firm face: "I want to open a bookstore tomorrow so that people can buy books at cheaper prices."

It is reasonable for me to make back the money I lost by giving away books by opening a bookstore myself.

In addition, Zhu Yuanzhang just mentioned the benefits of businessmen, which made Zhu Yuanzhang no longer so harsh in his views on business.