Looking at the Ming Dynasty treasure note lying quietly in the box, Chu Ze couldn't help but have black lines on his forehead.
This is what I was given.
And Zhu Biao, who originally thought that after Chu Ze took the money, would not say he would be very happy, but would at least accept it with a smile.
When he saw Chu Ze's expression like a bitter gourd, he thought that Chu Ze was not satisfied with the amount of money he had prepared.
"Chu Ze! Don't think it's too little. In fact, the national treasury is not very full during the recent period, and the clan affairs have not been resolved yet."
"There are still things to deal with in the future, such as the salary of the courtiers and the prevention of the plague. These three thousand taels will be given to you as pocket money for the time being."
"If you run out of money in the future, you can tell me at any time and I will prepare it for you."
When he heard Zhu Biao's words, Chu Ze closed the box in his hand.
"Biao!"
"Ah? What's wrong?"
"You are a prince. I can't even be considered a minister now. You are so enthusiastic. I don't even know what to say."
"Aren't we friends?"
It can be said that Zhu Biao's answer made Chu Ze really feel that his head was a little dizzy.
Aren't we friends?
As soon as he heard Zhu Biao's words, Chu Ze always felt that he was PUAing himself.
But after looking at Zhu Biao's extremely serious look, and then looking at Zhu Di's unsurprised expression.
Chu Ze just sighed slightly.
Then he handed the box in his hand to Zhu Biao again.
"Okay, let it be what you say! I hope you're not PUAing me."
"What are you criticizing?"
Zhu Biao's eyes were full of doubts about Chu Ze's sudden unintelligible word.
For a moment, I couldn't figure out what Chu Ze was doing.
Zhu Di on the side looked at Chu Ze's strange expression, and then looked at the box on the table.
He seemed to have thought of something for a moment.
Then he suddenly asked something strangely.
"Chu Ze. You don't mean to say that there is something wrong with these banknotes, do you?"
"Huh? What can be wrong with these treasures? There can't be any problem, right?"
When Zhu Biao heard his brother's inquiry, he subconsciously retorted.
But before he finished his rebuttal, he noticed the change in Chu Ze's expression.
At this time, he gradually realized that things were not simple.
"You two, I don't know what your general name is for these treasures, as well as the real gold and silver we are talking about, including copper coins and so on. But in our later generations, there is a general name called: currency!"
"Currency is roughly divided into several categories. Roughly speaking, it can be regarded as three modes of expression."
"The first type: barter. Its own definition: items that are valuable in themselves and can be exchanged for other goods of approximately equal value."
"The second type: commodity currency. Its own definition is an item that has value itself, has a constant value, and is not easy to depreciate. It is similar to items such as gold and silver."
"As for the third type: it is legal currency. By its own definition, it is a contractual object that is almost worthless, but is recognized by the holder!"
"The main manifestation is the banknotes in front of us."
"In the Yuan Dynasty, a large amount of paper money was circulated, and it even reached a scale where only paper money was circulated in the market!"
"Originally, there is nothing wrong with continuing this model in the Ming Dynasty, but your understanding of banknotes should be that as long as they are printed, they are money, right?"
After hearing Chu Ze slowly talk about currency, Zhu Biao and Zhu Di on the side couldn't help but get very excited.
Although they still didn't understand why Chu Ze suddenly told them these things so seriously.
But based on Chu Ze's words, they could vaguely feel that there might be something serious wrong with the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes in front of them.
Otherwise, Chu Ze wouldn't be so serious about telling them these things.
"Aren't all banknotes printed and issued by the imperial court? Isn't it like this?"
Facing Chu Ze's inquiry, Zhu Biao expressed his opinion in a daze.
This has basically been the case since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.
The treasure banknotes are printed and then used directly as money.
Not to mention Zhu Biao and the others, even Zhu Yuanzhang thought so.
Even the great ministers in the DPRK didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter.
After all, what the Yuan Dynasty printed was money, so what they printed was not money?
"Sure enough. I knew that was the case."
After hearing Zhu Biao's natural answer, Chu Ze smiled speechlessly.
"Didn't I just say it? There are roughly three types of currency systems. Paper money is the third type of legal currency."
"The paper currency itself has no value. The reason why it can be used for currency transactions is entirely because both holders recognize the value of its existence. This is a kind of contract."
"So, in fact, banknotes themselves are not equivalent to commodities!"
"It is a contract and a clause that rests on the universal currency."
“The most important point in determining the value of banknotes is that both parties holding them recognize the value of the banknotes.”
"And you have recognized the value of these treasure banknotes printed by your court. But have the people recognized it?"
"You put the word "hundred thousand taels" on the paper, and the paper is worth one hundred thousand taels? If the currency was so simple, would the court still be short of money? Wouldn't it be better to just keep printing money?"
"The circulation of banknotes needs to be linked to hard currency. For example, a banknote of one tael of silver must be exchangeable for one tael of silver. This is called currency credibility!"
"If I take these three thousand taels of banknotes and exchange them for three thousand taels of silver, can I exchange them?"
After hearing Chu Ze's question, Zhu Biao shook his head in embarrassment.
Ming Dynasty's treasure banknotes are not allowed to be exchanged for real gold and silver.
After Chu Ze said this, Zhu Biao now somewhat understood what Chu Ze wanted to express.
"What you mean is that the Ming Dynasty banknotes issued by our Ming Dynasty are actually just a pile of waste paper."
"Almost. Although it is not yet the case now, in the future the Ming Dynasty's paper currency system will basically collapse completely."
“Not only did banknotes collapse, it was also an important reason for official corruption.”
"Your father thought that printing on paper meant money, so when it came time to use money, he started printing. Many of the officials' subsequent salaries were paid with these banknotes."
"By the way, this was also done during the Yongle period. Paper money was used to replace hard currency. Although the officials behind it heard that their salaries were so high, no one wanted those paper money when they were put on the market."
"The paper is too hard to wipe your butt."
"Some wealthy gentry, princes, etc., use these banknotes to buy items in the market, annex land, and plunder property from the people with minimal effort."
"It can be said that the discovery of these Ming Dynasty treasures not only deceived the courtiers and the people, but also defrauded the court itself. Anyway, in the end, it gave those bad guys an advantage."
"So, Your Highness should hurry up and go to your father and ask him to stop printing money. The consequences of inflation will eventually be imposed on the people."
"Currency is a matter of knowledge. Your father doesn't have much education to begin with. It would be better for everyone if he messed around less."
Although what Chu Ze said was unpleasant, Zhu Biao listened completely at this time.
But even though he listened, he didn't immediately go to explain the problem to his father.
Because in Zhu Biao's view, the most important thing at this time is to know from Chu Ze's mouth how the Ming Dynasty treasure money should be operated, which is reasonable and appropriate.
After all, Ming Dynasty banknotes have been issued for many years now.
When these treasure notes are sent out, they are all treated as real gold and silver!
If all of this suddenly becomes void.
How many people in the world had their families destroyed because of this?
This is absolutely no child's play.
"Chu Ze, please wait a moment! I'll sort it out first, my head is a little messy now!"
Although Zhu Biao wanted to ask something, his mind was like a mess at this time.
For a moment, I didn’t know where to start.
Looking at Zhu Biao with a sad face, Zhu Di on the side wanted to help him think of a solution.
But in this regard, he is not much better than his father.
If you ask Zhu Di to lead troops to fight, he may still be able to make money, but if you ask him to make money and play culture, this is somewhat difficult to do.
"Are you trying to say, is there any way to remedy the Ming Dynasty's treasure, right?"
"Yes, yes, that's it. Is there any way to remedy it? Now the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes have entered the hands of thousands of households. If they are suddenly discarded at this time, the consequences are simply unimaginable."
"How will future generations deal with these problems?"
Facing Zhu Biao's inquiry, Chu Ze coughed seriously, and then shrugged helplessly under Zhu Biao's expectant gaze.
"Sorry, I don't know how to deal with this problem at the moment. I know a more conservative way, which is to maintain the value and credibility of the currency!"
"One of the basic requirements for the circulation of banknotes is to prevent counterfeiting. This alone is enough for you."
"The circulation of counterfeit currency is a huge disaster for both the currency itself and the court."
"The market is constant, and it is impossible to create more goods out of thin air. If the currency exceeds the output value of goods, then the currency will depreciate."
"So preventing counterfeiting is the number one problem in currency."
"The second is credibility. You have issued so many banknotes now. If they are invalidated rashly, the people holding the banknotes will be torn apart. Yesterday it was money, but today it is waste paper. It will probably cause riots."
"Third, if these banknotes are to be abolished, they must be recycled. Banknotes of equal value are exchanged for new currencies by the holders. As for the banknotes discovered today in the Ming Dynasty, once recycling begins, the national treasury will be drained instantly. And there may be counterfeit currency among them to make money.”
"So, I don't know how to clean up this mess. Why don't you ask your father for advice."
If it were something else, Chu Ze might help analyze the solution.
But the Ming Dynasty's Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes.
He really didn't want to get involved in this matter.
Not to mention the thankless task, this problem is not easy to solve at all.
It's not like he was stuffed to the point of overeating.
"Aren't you trying to shirk?"
Zhu Di on the side heard Chu Ze asking his eldest brother to ask his father for advice.
He immediately understood the meaning behind Chu Ze's words.
However, in the face of Zhu Di's accusation, Chu Ze just made him laugh angrily.
"What am I shirking? Responsibility or responsibility? This is not my problem at all, okay."
Zhu Di, who originally wanted to say something, was speechless after hearing Chu Ze's words.
Because what Chu Ze said is right.
The matter of banknotes has nothing to do with him at all.
This was originally a trick done by his father.
Now that this mess has been resolved, how to deal with it has nothing to do with Chu Ze.
"Well, I'd better explain this matter to my father first. At least the suspension of printing of Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes is true. The more we print now, the harder it will be to deal with it in the future."
Zhu Biao looked at Chu Ze's helpless expression and knew that he really couldn't count on Chu Ze for this matter at this time.
At the same time, he once again realized the gap between himself and others and Chu Ze, a later generation.
At least in terms of thought and knowledge, there is an unbridgeable gap between them!
"Chu Ze, the money I prepared for you... I'm afraid I have to put it on hold for the time being. Now that these treasure notes have been printed but have not been released, it is estimated that all of them will be destroyed."
"Well... Xiongying, I would like to ask you to help take care of it for the time being. Fourth child, please come with me to meet the father. This matter is a big trouble!"
"Okay, but what should we do with Old Twelve? Why don't we send him back first."
"No need, Lao Twelve should bother Chu Ze to look at it for a while, business is important now!"
"OK"
Chu Ze looked at Zhu Biao and Zhu Di who suddenly picked up the brocade box on the table and left immediately.
Before he could react for a moment, these two guys ran away without a trace.
Beside him, there were only two young boys blinking and looking at him.
"It seems I haven't agreed to help look after the kids yet."
After seeing the two adults leaving, Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai, the uncle and nephew, looked at Chu Ze with great understanding.
"Teacher, are we going to start studying?"
"Teacher, can you teach me too? I want to learn from you too!"
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In the palace.
Although he and Chu Ze chatted very late last night, Lao Zhu still climbed out of bed as usual early this morning.
He seemed to have endless energy.
Even if he didn't have a good rest yesterday, it would not affect him in handling government affairs at all.
It's just that today's government affairs gave Lao Zhu a little headache.
"Those who want money, those who want money, those who still want money, why do these guys know how to ask for money?"
"And this corrupt person, damn it, he's already corrupt, why should he be punished? Just kill him!"
"If you refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, we will no longer believe you. We will not be able to kill you corrupt officials!"
"Kill this one too!"
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was like a crazy question-answering machine.
He picked up a memorial, glanced at it, threw it aside with a swipe of his pen, and then flipped through the next memorial.
However, what faced the clear water was either corruption or a memorial for lack of money.
He also felt his head hurt.
Feeling depressed, he simply handed over the pen in his hand and threw it on the ground.
I plan to go out for a walk and relax.
As a result, as soon as he stood up, two hurried figures rushed in from outside the hall.
"Father, this is bad. There is a big problem!"
When he originally saw Zhu Biao and Zhu Di rushing in from outside the palace, Lao Zhu had just squeezed out a smile and maintained a good state in front of his sons.
But what he didn't expect was that before he could even laugh, Zhu Biao gave him a slap in the head.
"What's going on? The sky hasn't fallen yet! Why are you so panicked? You are also the prince and the king of Yan, so you should pay attention to your image."
"Father, you don't have time to pay attention to your image now. I just chatted with Chu Ze for a while, and found another big problem. My fourth brother and I had no choice, so we came here to talk to you, Father. Just a report."
"It's Chu Ze again? What's he doing? Are you annoyed? It's all day long, can't this guy bring us some good news?"
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard Zhu Biao mention that what happened this time was still because of Chu Ze.
He almost lost his old temper.
Ever since this guy appeared, Zhu Yuanzhang has never had a good day!
It's just terrible
"What did he say again? Tell us quickly, who is going to die this time?"
Although he was angry in his heart, Lao Zhu looked at the usually calm Crown Prince Zhu Biao with a panic expression on his face at this time, and knew that it must not be a trivial matter.
He himself also knew that some things could not be blamed on Chu Ze at all.
It was a good thing that Chu Ze could tell him something bad that was going to happen in advance.
It's just that this guy spoke too diligently.
But even if he was full of anger at this time, Lao Zhu had to listen to what happened or what was going to happen again.
"Ah? Father, you misunderstood. Someone is not going to die this time."
Zhu Biao originally wanted to explain his purpose.
As a result, after suddenly hearing his father's words, others were stunned for a moment.
Then he reacted and quickly recounted what he had heard from Chu Ze before.
Zhu Di also added on from the side.
As the two brothers narrated, Lao Zhu's face became increasingly ugly.
Just now, he was thinking of going to the banknote making department and asking them to print some more Ming Dynasty banknotes to solve the problem of lack of money in various places.
As a result, others heard such bad news before they even left the hall...
The more Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes are printed now, the greater the harm will be in the future.
What else should he do?
When he was most in need of money, he told him that his biggest source of income, Lao Zhu, was cut off.
What does adding insult to injury mean?
What does it mean to draw fire from under the cauldron?
I'm afraid this is it...
"Father...Father, are you okay? Chu Ze has made it very clear that there are too many Ming Dynasty banknotes issued, and he has no good way to solve it."
"Father, what should we do now?"
Upon hearing Zhu Biao's inquiry, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had already felt his head buzzing, murmured to himself.
"It's better to tell us who is going to die again. If this doesn't solve the problem, just let him die!"
"Ah? Father, what did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."
"We didn't say anything..."
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