Inside the palace.
The voice of trial reform has been echoing for a long time.
Zhu Yunxi himself was also very moved, as the world rose and fell and all the people could do it. Without the support of the people, it would be impossible for the Ming Dynasty to last forever. And those officials and gentry, even when the time comes to change dynasties, they only need to kneel down easily to continue to enjoy their days of peace and wealth.
He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang sincerely, sighed, and then expressed his vision full of hope.
"The country will benefit from its wealth, but the people will never be enriched!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's brows moved, and his eyes gradually became deeper.
Zhu Biao was sitting in a wheelchair, but his legs that had not recovered yet suddenly trembled.
Zhu Biao's face was indistinguishable and he muttered in a low voice: "Never add gifts..."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and said: "Yes. My grandson knows the situation in Zhejiang Province. There are few people who own land, but there are many people who work for merchants. There are many people who have no land. Under such circumstances, how can we continue to levy land tax on the people.
Food grows from the fields and is not simply transformed. No matter who occupies the land, the imperial court will only levy a fixed amount of tax on the land, and the local government can no longer use any means to hide it from the imperial court. The imperial court's annual income from acres of land also had a base figure.
Government officials, gentry, and merchants often received preferential treatment. The court gave them preferential treatment and paid taxes according to the amount. It was their duty and obligation. "
Speaking of this, Zhu Yunxi looked at the old man: "Grandpa, our family came from Fengyang Guzhuang Village, from the common people. Why only collect their taxes, but not those officials and gentry who are supported by the people of the world?" Merchants receive preferential treatment? How unfair is it to the common people?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered at this time.
He muttered in a low voice: "Come out from the common people... Yes, our family cannot forget its roots."
Seeing what the old man said, Zhu Yunxi said excitedly: "Grandpa agrees?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his good grandson and was about to speak.
Sun Gou'er, who was at the front, walked in: "Your Majesty, the Central and Central Halls have arrived."
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The Jinyiwei Yamen received a report from the Jinyiwei of Zhejiang Province today.
Similarly, the yamen of various departments and departments in Yingtian City also received memorials from Zhejiang Dao like snowflakes today.
Without exception, all of the above mentioned that Zhejiang Province is experiencing a snowstorm, a local civil commotion occurred, and Ningbo Prefecture encountered a Japanese invasion.
Zhan Hui and others walked into the side hall, bowed and lowered their eyebrows to look at the three Tian family members who looked worried, and their hearts tightened slightly.
"I will see your majesty, the crown prince, and the emperor's grandson."
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head slightly and glanced at these ministry officials.
"Do you know everything about Zhejiang Road?"
"I already know this."
"Yes." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "We discussed it on the way here. Now is the time to come up with any solutions."
Everyone was suddenly confused. The emperor did not reprimand them for their incompetence. Zhejiang Road was incompetent, which caused changes in the place. Instead, he skipped the reprimand and directly asked for their opinions.
As the chief civil servant of the court, Zhan Hui stepped forward cautiously, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I think that now we need to write about Zhejiang Road, appease the local area, open warehouses to provide relief, provide rice and clothes, and build shacks. , Don't let the people who have been hit by the snowstorm freeze in the wild.
The imperial court also wanted to allocate money and grain to be transported to Zhejiang Province for relief to the people. The Ministry of War and the Governor's Office need to write to the Zhejiang Governor's Office to send troops to strictly guard various places, suppress the rebellious people, and clear away the Japanese invaders in Ningbo Prefecture. "
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, this has always been the practice of providing relief.
He added: "You can calculate how much food the court will spend this time."
Zhao Mian, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, immediately came out: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Ministry of Revenue has calculated that this snow disaster in Zhejiang Province has affected a wide range of areas. Except for Yanzhou and Hengzhou, almost all of Zhejiang Province has been hit by the snow disaster. Zhejiang Province has been affected by the snow disaster. There is not much food stored in the official warehouse. The court will spend about 300,000 taels of money and 500,000 shi of food this time."
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned: "Three hundred thousand taels of silver, five hundred thousand shi of grain...Does the imperial court have so much surplus now?"
The imperial court has been stretched thin over the years, fearing that there will be more local disasters in a year.
Zhao Mian smiled at this time and did not forget to glance at Zhu Yunxi: "Your Majesty, this year's autumn grain has been delivered to the warehouse, and the court can also get the five hundred thousand shi of food. As for the money, there was originally in the warehouse There are also very few of them. Fortunately, some time ago, the emperor's grandson contributed to the reconstruction of the inn.
It has been implemented throughout Zhili for several months. It has also been implemented in Zhejiang, Shandong, Henan, Huguang, Jiangxi, and Fujian for more than half a month. The Ministry of Household Affairs has also accumulated a lot of money. "
It is rare to hear that the imperial court is not short of food or money, and can calmly provide relief to the disaster.
The worry on Zhu Yuanzhang's face couldn't help but relax, and he saw that Zhao Mian mentioned at this time the restructuring of the post station brought about by Guaisun, which had earned so much money for the court.
He couldn't help but chuckle and looked at Zhu Yunxi: "I didn't expect it, but you have made another great contribution."
Zhan Hui spoke up and praised at the right time: "The emperor's grandson has been working on the country, and now I can deal with the disaster calmly. It is our dynasty's fortune to have the emperor's grandson!"
However, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just smiled and praised the emperor's grandson, suddenly changed his expression.
When he changed, Zhan Hui and others immediately became nervous, wondering what the emperor had thought of.
Just when everyone was panicking.
Zhu Yuanzhang, however, spoke in a serious voice: "The Zhejiang Province Chief Envoy is incompetent! The relief effort was ineffective and forced the people to revolt.
The punishment in Zhejiang was judged to be incompetent, and local gentry and merchants disguised themselves as Japanese pirates and robbed local areas.
The Zhejiang capital commander is incompetent, the Ningbo government guard is incompetent, the thieves plunder and invade but are unable to suppress and suppress them! "
With these words, the emperor directly scolded everyone in Zhejiang Road as incompetent.
Just when Zhan Hui wanted to say that disaster relief was now the most important thing and Zhejiang Taoist officials should not be tampered with.
Zhu Yuanzhang said quietly: "It's dead! It's all dead! I don't believe them anymore!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look sideways at his father.
The old man has already decided to implement the system of sharing grains per mu, paying grain to both officials and gentry, and supervising commercial taxes in Zhejiang Province.
The old man is laying the groundwork!
Zhan Hui and others' expressions changed sharply. The emperor's words were very meaningful. Under the premise that the emperor did not believe in the officialdom of Zhejiang Province, there might be changes in the imperial government's aid to Zhejiang Province this time.
Zhan Hui was considered clever. He immediately asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Zhejiang Road was severely hit this time and involved too many areas. Should the imperial court send an imperial envoy to supervise the relief work?"
The emperor did not trust the Zhejiang Taoist officialdom, so he must have intended to let the court directly take charge of disaster relief.
After Zhan Hui finished speaking, Zhao Mian beside him immediately looked at him blankly.
Mr. Zhan is a quick talker, and he always speaks in accordance with His Majesty's wishes.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "We do have this intention, we are just selecting the imperial envoy..."
Zhu Yunxi knelt down in front of the old man.
"Grandpa, as the grandson of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, my grandson is responsible for supervising the country. This time, there are thousands of people in the Ming Dynasty in Zhejiang Province who are suffering from hunger and cold winter. My grandson is willing to volunteer to go to Zhejiang Province to provide relief for the disaster!"
If the old emperor cares so much for his grandson, it is definitely impossible for him to let his grandson go to Zhejiang Province where there is a civil uprising at this time.
Zhan Hui thought in his mind and immediately said: "Your Majesty, the emperor's grandson is the foundation of the country. At this time, the situation of the disaster in Zhejiang Road is unknown. I thought that I should choose another mature person in the court to go to Zhejiang Road to supervise the disaster relief."
Zhu Yunxi also wanted to grab this job so that he could personally go to Zhejiang to implement the trial reform.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang was already one step ahead and said: "We think so too. We should send important officials from the government to frighten Zhejiang Province and prevent Xiaoxiao from causing trouble."
Having said this, Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at his beloved grandson who was kneeling next to him to invite him to leave the capital.
Then he looked at Zhan Hui and others: "We are thinking, our second son is in Beijing now, let him go to Zhejiang Road, what do you think?"
King Qin?
Let him go to Zhejiang Province to provide disaster relief for the court?
Zhan Hui and others couldn't help but hesitate.
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang said again: "Although we don't like the second one, it is enough to scare the Zhejiang Dao. Let's ask the emperor's grandson and Tang Li to go there as his deputies."
Zhu Yunxi, who was still kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but open his mouth.
When the old man said this, he did not object to his request.
He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.
My good second uncle has to take the blame for me again this time.
