Chapter 42: Convincing people with pictures

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"Your Majesty, I must say frankly that during the Chongzhen period and the slave occupation years, the huge Northern Zhili Empire was already in dilapidated state. The two provinces of Shanxi and Shandong where the two wings are located were also looted and completely unfit for state use..."

During Zhu Mou's years as an official, he had long since shed away the slickness he had in the market in his early years, and instead revealed a bit of the temperament of a high-ranking official.

As the saying goes, it is the inhabiting and moving Qi and the nourishing and moving body that is nothing more than this.

Today, he is just like an ordinary civil servant, all he lacks is a Jinshi diploma.

He showed a hint of sadness and a bit of confusion, but Zhu Yixi understood that as long as she asked, he would definitely carry it out.

"I don't have any ill intentions about moving the capital. I just want to delay it for a while. It's too fast now..."

Worry and confusion appeared on Zhu Mou's face.

The emperor squinted his eyes and glanced at the two people who stopped writing. Huang Zongxi and Zheng Sen also looked puzzled, but they quickly hid themselves.

"You can't say that!"

The emperor stood up and patted his shoulder, but said: "Although Shandong and Shanxi provinces are dilapidated, they have two benefits."

"First of all, the vassal kings in the two provinces have been wiped out either due to rebellion or the establishment of slaves. You must know that in previous years, the two provinces spent 30% of their money and food to support the vassal kings. Now that nearly half of the pressure is gone, wouldn't it alleviate a lot?"

"Secondly, during the Tianqi and Chongzhen years, the haze of war, banditry, plague, and natural disasters has slowly receded in the north. People can live and work in peace and contentment. Why worry about money and food?"

After finishing speaking, the emperor looked at the dead leaves outside the window and said: "Besides, it will take nearly a year to move the capital. Although the time is short, the two provinces will definitely be able to restore a lot of vitality."

At this point, Emperor Shaowu suddenly laughed: "Besides, aren't there still southern provinces? Shipping, canals, walking on two legs, what else are you afraid of?"

"But the loss is not worth it!"

"Not worth it?"

Emperor Ming suddenly stopped smiling and clapped his hands.

At this time, Tian Ren on the side turned around with a helpless expression and asked someone to lift the map out.

Whenever the emperor has something to do, he likes to talk with maps, and he is used to it.

The attendants also had the same habit of carrying the screen-like map as quickly as possible, and then carrying it over steadily and quickly.

So, Huang Zongxi and Zheng Sen saw this huge map that was seven feet long and five feet wide.

The two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty were completely in front of their eyes, painted in light yellow.

Liaodong, Yunnan, Shaanxi Xingdusi, and the former Weizang area are all white.

"What a fine stroke -" Huang Zongxi admired.

"The Japanese country is not far from Shandong -" Zheng Sen was very surprised.

Zhu Mou here, on the other hand, had already seen too much and turned a blind eye. He just looked at the emperor quietly and waited for the next step.

"People hate the poor and love the rich. They don't want to leave when they stay in Nanjing. They call Hangzhou Bianzhou. If I don't move the capital to Beijing as soon as possible, the slaves who returned to Liaodong will be eager to come back."

"And if the capital is not in Beijing, then the entire southern supplies will not be transported northward wholeheartedly."

"Similarly, only if Beijing is the capital, the imperial court will fully take care of the border troops, the Great Wall, and the broken provinces in the north."

As he spoke, the emperor's finger moved from Liaodong to Shanxi, and then to Shaanxi, covering a large area.

"When Taizu ordered all the examiners to record southern scholars, it was because he saw the injustice between the north and the south. If it had been a few years later, the north would have been really ruined..."

Finally, he stopped at Monan, where the Chahar Mongolian tribes were written, and further north were the Khalkha Mongolian tribes.

After nodding seriously, the emperor's next words were not spoken.

Zheng Sen stopped writing and listened carefully, feeling that it made sense.

And Huang Zongxi kept writing: The emperor lamented that people's livelihood was very difficult, and everyone disliked the poor and loved the rich. In the past, Hangzhou was Bianzhou, but it is not far away now...

As expected, Zhu Mou was convinced again.

That's right, the emperor likes to convince people with reason and reason like this.

I took a breath and took a few sips of tea. I felt much better.

Huang Zongxi took up the pen and hesitated for a moment to write such a rude move: Afterwards, the emperor was very pleased, and then he felt that his throat was like a burnt cauldron, and he drank it all...

In just a moment, all the writing was done on a piece of paper.

It was not until the afternoon, when it was getting dark, that the two of them left the palace and completed the day's work.

"Since the morning, we have been to the Ministry of Revenue first, then the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and then the Ministry of Punishments. Your Majesty is really too tired."

Zheng Sen sighed.

Huang Zongxi on the side couldn't help rubbing his wrists, rolling his eyes and saying: "You are all happy, and the total is only a few hundred words, but I wrote more than ten pages, I don't know how many words."

Seeing that the palace door was locked, they all sighed.

It's not easy to be a close servant. I'm trembling with fear. I'm afraid I'll hear some secrets or make the emperor angry for no reason. I really don't feel it on the first day.

After the two of them got off the mark, the emperor collapsed directly on the dragon cave, panting from exhaustion.

"Master, you have to take care of yourself. This servant feels sad when you see him." Tian Ren advised the emperor while massaging him personally.

"It's only been the past few days."

The emperor waved his hand and suddenly said with a smile: "These bastards are used to it, so we can be more relaxed."

The new living attendant is in place, and he has to show off. Today's workload is three times the usual, which is tiring.

Although he was tired, he rested for half an hour and left the palace before the curfew came.

The close attendants and bodyguards were close to each other, and the Jinyiwei and Dongchang followed closely. There were hundreds of people densely packed to ensure the emperor's safety.

Of course, this is also the capital. If you were in other places, this would be pure courting of death.

Around the corner, there was a brightly lit courtyard just two streets away from the imperial city.

Zhu Yixi opened the door and heard the cry of a child.

The sound is loud, like two small speakers.

Several wet nurses were coaxing her softly, and she could vaguely see through the window screen.

When he entered the courtyard, everyone paid homage to him as the master, and Zhu Yixi also saw Gao Guiying on the bed.

The slender thighs and slightly plump body are covered by thin quilts, but their gracefulness can be vaguely seen.

"My son!"

Looking at her half-year-old son in the cradle, Zhu Yixi was still in a good mood.

Although it is not included in the hierarchy of generations, it is still his own flesh and blood and will be of great use in the future.

"You're here."

As an elderly mother, Gao Guiying has become more maternal since she gave birth to her son, and her temper is not as stubborn as before, which makes Zhu Yixi quite regretful.

"Yes!" Zhu Yixi responded: "Let him study in the future and become a Jinshi."

After playing with each other for a while, Zhu Yixi came to another cross-yard, which was Dou Meiyi's place.

Like Gao Guiying, Dou Meiyi also gave birth to an heir, but it was a daughter.

Her face was red and lubricated, and Zhu Yixi liked her very much. She even thought about letting him enter the palace, but in the end she didn't.

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