Princess Yan Xu Miaoyun chatted with her daughter for a long time.
The whole process was very pleasant. Xu Miaoyun was very pleased to see that her daughter liked Li Xiao so much and left happily.
Xu Miaoyun walked towards the main house.
I happened to meet the maid Zhang Cuicui who was walking in a hurry.
When she met Princess Yan, Zhang Cuicui hurriedly bowed and said, "I have met Princess Yan."
"Cui Cui."
Xu Miaoyun asked with a smile: "What's the matter in this hurry?"
Zhang Cuicui didn't dare to hide it and said: "Well...it was the princess who asked me to pay attention to the young master's movements. Li Xiao just returned to the house, and I was about to report to the princess."
"Oh, Li Xiao has been out of the house these past two days. Where did he go?" Xu Miaoyun asked.
"Back to Princess, Li Xiao went to his hometown to pay homage to his parents." Zhang Cuicui said truthfully.
"Well, go ahead."
"Yes, Princess."
Xu Miaoyun waved her hand, and Zhang Cuicui fled in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, Li Xiao is really a filial person...
I hope that after they get married, the couple can work together to survive Ningyun's third disaster...
Princess Yan thought this way, and she became more and more satisfied with her future son-in-law.
Not long after.
After returning to the main house, Xu Miaoyun was ready to handle some affairs, including the engagement day. She also had to start preparing in advance.
Passing by the study, Xu Miaoyun saw Zhu Di frowning in the room and walked in.
"My lord, why are you so troubled?"
Xu Miaoyun asked with concern and made Zhu Di a cup of tea.
On weekdays, Zhu Di often had troubles and would discuss them with Princess Yan.
However, what Zhu Di is worried about now is the military rations. Even if he tells the princess, it will only make his disciples more distressed.
"Hey, I am indeed a little worried..."
Zhu Di waved his hand and said: "It's okay not to mention it. I can only report this matter to my father..."
He looked at Xu Miaoyun, took her hand, and said affectionately: "By the way, how about you go to Ningyun's place today?"
Xu Miaoyun smiled widely and said: "Ningyun, I feel completely relieved."
Next, Xu Miaoyun reported everything about her daughter to Zhu Di.
After Zhu Di heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed:
"Okay, I made the right move this time. It is truly a blessing from heaven."
"Gao Xu also told me that Li Xiao is very talented and definitely not mediocre."
"We will arrange some errands for him in the future, and he will not be spread by rumors."
Zhu Di was originally worried that his daughter and his wife would have nothing to do in the future, so he wanted to arrange errands to perform meritorious service so as to arrange for a title.
But if you are just a mediocre person, you will inevitably be criticized.
"I think Li Xiao is extremely talented in martial arts. Why don't we arrange for him to work under Zhang Yu and let him hone his skills and become a military attache and make great achievements, so that I can ask my father to grant him a title."
Zhu Di squinted his eyes and pondered.
"No!"
Xu Miaoyun immediately objected and said seriously: "My lord, you must personally participate in every battle and charge forward. Do you know how worried I am at home? I must not let my daughter suffer like this."
"Besides, swords have no eyes. On the battlefield, if... I mean, if there is any damage, what will my daughter do?"
"There are no cowards in my old Zhu family..." Zhu Di was about to say more, but was turned back by Xu Miaoyun's eyes.
Xu Miaoyun said angrily: "His surname is Li, Li Xiao's Li, not Li Shimin's Li."
"Ah, yes...that's exactly what Madam said."
Zhu Di quickly changed his words: "If you don't mention this matter, if you don't mention it...then I will recommend him to be a civil servant."
To be honest, Zhu Di felt a little regretful.
What a pity for my son-in-law's talent in martial arts.
"It's just that if you become a civil servant... you will inevitably be criticized by the people in the imperial court. They say that we have too good relations with local officials in Peiping, and even arranged for our son-in-law to join the officialdom. The officials will impeach me in court."
Zhu Di thought about it.
Xu Miaoyun frowned slightly and said, "Can't you just be a commoner?"
Zhu Di shook his head: "They are just commoners, and I can't let my father give them a title. We can keep them safe for the rest of their lives..."
In the Ming Dynasty, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce were not stable, and only the title of nobility was an iron rice bowl.
An iron rice bowl that can be passed down from generation to generation.
His other daughters will all marry into noble families in the future.
The eldest daughter cannot let her suffer;
Zhu Di naturally wanted to find a title for his commoner son-in-law.
But the title cannot be given out of nowhere.
Even if the father wants to give it, he must at least have some excuse.
Xu Miaoyun said: "Let's talk about it after we get married. Don't rush it now. In short, I will never agree to let your son-in-law go to the battlefield with you to fight."
Zhu Di nodded honestly.
"By the way, my lord, why are you worried about something?" Xu Miaoyun asked again.
Zhu Di thought for a while and then simply said:
"Beiping is an important border town. There are 17 guards stationed on the border and a total of 100,000 soldiers. The amount of food and grass consumed is huge."
"The annual supply of grain and grass comes from grain transportation from the southeast, plus the grain that we turn in from Beiping, it is barely enough."
"But last autumn, many areas in Beiping had poor harvests...there was a shortage of military rations."
Zhu Di sighed and continued: "I asked my father for permission to transport grain, but the grain from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces almost supports the entire northern border defense area, and there is no excess quota."
"My father wants to implement the method of opening up the country to make up for the shortage of food and grass... But this year, the salt warehouse in the court is in short supply, so..."
"The purpose of the eldest brother's reply is to let Peking open the Chinese method on its own."
In the Ming Dynasty, salt was controlled by the court and adopted the household salt salt law.
The so-called household registration salt law means that the court implemented salt rationing and the people paid a salt tax.
In other words, the method of compulsory distribution of salt was used to obtain the benefits of salt sales.
The so-called method of opening up China was for the imperial court to implement the trade system for salt.
That is, merchants transport grain and grass to border areas or other designated areas, exchange salt supply certificates with the government, go to designated salt fields to collect salt, and transport it to designated areas for sale.
"Let us in Peiping find our own way..."
Xu Miaoyun frowned slightly and said: "But the salt production in our land in Beiping is only enough for our own production and sales. Where can we get the excess salt?"
"That's the problem." Zhu Di said: "Now the elder brother has given a method, but how to implement this method?"
"No, I have to write another letter to my elder brother and ask him to think of a solution."
Now Zhu Yuanzhang has almost handed over the government affairs of the DPRK to the prince Zhu Biao.
With that said, Zhu Di wanted to write to his elder brother Zhu Biao for help.
"etc..."
Xu Miaoyun said: "Eldest brother has already given the decree, so he must also have difficulties."
"Madam, do you have any good ideas?"
Zhu Di asked hurriedly. Madam seemed to have a clever idea every time.
"Your Majesty, isn't it your brilliant idea to recruit a son-in-law?"
Xu Miaoyun smiled gracefully and pointed.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Di looked startled, and then became ecstatic.
If you recruit a son-in-law yourself, won’t you recruit a good son-in-law?
"Yeah, why didn't I think of this?"
Zhu Di said happily: "This is a way. Let the Salt Transportation Department openly collect salt, which may stimulate the enthusiasm of the people to make salt..."
In the Ming Dynasty, merchants were not allowed to sell salt, and those caught selling illegal salt would be beheaded.
But it could make salt and sell it to the court, and the court would sell it to the people and reap the profits.
After a second thought, Zhu Di worried again: "But...is it too late?"
Xu Miaoyun smiled and said: "Try it first...if it doesn't work, then think of something else."
"What the princess said is that she is really a good wife to my king."
Zhu Di quickly stood up and walked out the door: "I will go to the Salt Transportation Department now and ask them to issue a notice!"
