Don't know when it started.
Zhu Yunxi found that everyone around him, no matter whether they were civilized or martial, suddenly became bellicose.
Whenever a problem occurs, the first solution these people think of is to go out and rob it.
This seems to be a good phenomenon, but it is also a situation that needs to be guarded against.
Zhu Yunxi smiled and did not give the hint behind Yuan Sutai's words. Instead, he asked, "Why are young masters so keen on raising cattle and sheep now?"
"We, the people of the Ming Dynasty, need beef and mutton."
Yuan Sutai calmly spoke out the truest answer in his heart.
The officials present at the Shanglin Garden were stunned for a moment. Would such an answer be what His Highness Taisun wanted to hear?
In the current situation where not everyone can have enough to eat, Jian Zheng told His Highness Taisun that he wanted to allow the common people to eat meat. This is undoubtedly a fantasy.
Tian Mai was also a little confused. There were many differences between this young master and the officials in the court.
If it were another official, when faced with this problem, he would first list countless reasons why he must do this, and finally use countless arguments to prove that what he is doing is necessary.
Zhu Yunxi nodded.
"The people need more meat to eat, there is no doubt about it."
Yuan Sutai sighed softly: "I don't know how to prioritize things. The most important thing for the court at the moment is to make sure everyone in the world has a full stomach, and then how to eat better.
It's just that Wei Chen is old, really old. Wei Chen wants to do more things in his lifetime. Even if Wei Chen cannot see everyone in the world eating meat while he is still alive, it can at least make it easier for future generations to continue doing things.
Monan and Mobei are good places. There are boundless pastures, which are not available in the Central Plains. It's just that the Central Plains has never really established a foothold there since ancient times. It cannot be disbanded and return to the fields to herd cattle and sheep among the white clouds and green grass. "
"Herding cattle and sheep among the white clouds and green grass..." Zhu Yunxi hummed, his eyes a little blurry.
If Ming Dynasty had really done this, it might have been able to avoid that disaster and lead to a different future.
Yuan Sutai turned sideways and made a respectful gesture, leading Zhu Yunxi to the cattle and sheep pen not far from the paddock.
Unexpectedly, this imperial young master, who was already full of white hair, walked steadily and his shoulders did not sway at all.
Yuan Sutai walked in front and said sideways: "Your Highness, I have verified with the Taiyuan Hospital. Under the same circumstances, people who have meat to eat only need a small amount of food to fill their stomachs. But simply eating food requires more." .
And for a common person who has been unable to eat beef and mutton for a long time, it only takes more than a month for the flesh and skin on his body to pile up.
The dried beef and mutton can also be used for military rations. It is convenient for the army to go out to fight, and the soldiers go in to replenish their hunger.
And cattle and sheep are raised in large numbers, and the manure produced can be used to make agricultural fertilizer and spread among fields to increase soil fertility. Raising poultry such as chickens, ducks and geese can clean up insect eggs in the fields and reduce the possibility of insect infestation in the coming year. "
Obviously, Shanglin Yuanjian's attempt to add more meat to the people of Ming Dynasty was not just a whim, but had full consideration.
Even Zhu Yunxi was certain that this matter might be a new attempt that was extended because when Shanglin Yuanjian originally tried to increase grain production, the animal excrement obtained could increase soil fertility and poultry could reduce insect pests.
Zhu Yunxi nodded and affirmed: "When the land is limited, rotational farming and fattening are indispensable. Just raising poultry may be something ordinary people can do, but cattle and sheep must be specially raised by Shanglin Yuanjian. Only in this way can we ensure production and ensure that cattle and sheep will not starve to death.”
Yuan Sutai looked at the haystacks piled next to the pen.
These were all paid for by the supervisor of Shanglinyuan and collected by the common people from all over Yingtian.
There are also bean cakes, rice husks, etc., which are also purchased from the people.
The gray-haired Master Yuan chuckled and whispered: "Monan can herd hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep..."
"Hahaha!" Zhu Yunxi burst out laughing and looked at Yuan Sutai: "Young Master, aren't you afraid of being impeached for encouraging a warlike spirit?"
Yuan Sutai's face paused and he said seriously: "This is to allow the people of the Ming Dynasty to eat more meat, not for the selfishness of a humble minister."
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "Young Master, please rest assured. I should always maintain a warlike attitude, but I must also have the ability to exercise restraint."
"I don't understand border wars." Yuan Sutai thought for a moment before speaking, and continued: "I stay in Shanglin Garden Prison all day long, but I also know that the imperial court has been conquering the east and the south in recent years to expand the territory.
Jiubian even continuously marched northward beyond the Great Wall, but they only focused on expelling and weakening the grassland, and never thought of occupying that great pasture.
Wei Chen then wondered whether the imperial court could try to take possession of these pastures after the conquest.
Our Chinese people have been hardworking in farming for thousands of years, so they should not be able to learn how to herd. That big pasture should have our Chinese citizens grazing cattle and sheep. "
This is a person who purely does things and is also a pure official.
Zhu Yunxi could not criticize Yuan Sutai's ideas.
As the supervisor of Shanglinyuan Supervisor, Yuan Sutai's first thought was how to make the people of Ming Dynasty eat fuller and better.
But he knew that this was something that could not be accomplished in decades or even hundreds of years.
Zhu Yunxi sighed softly: "Even if the imperial court guards Monan and part of Mobei, it is impossible for everyone in the Ming Dynasty to eat meat."
This is a very helpless fact.
Meat has never been available to everyone.
Yuan Sutai's expression darkened, and he broke away from the fantasy that every Ming Dynasty person could eat meat.
However, Yuan Sutai still tried to say: "There can only be more pastures, so more people can eat meat."
Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "If that happens, the imperial court will consume more than half of the meat. Court officials, meritorious generals, millions of Ming soldiers, and then the local gentry, merchants and common people. Of course, now the imperial court wants to open more schools, If we recruit the sons of the common people, the imperial court will definitely increase the supply of meat. But if we want everyone in the world to eat meat, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it in this lifetime..."
Zhu Yunxi felt that being able to see everyone in the world well-fed was the greatest merit he had ever accomplished.
Everyone eats meat?
Yuan Sutai became increasingly sad.
He is not utopian, but he cannot change his vision, which is incompatible with today's world.
Zhu Yunxi shook his head with a smile and said, "Young Master, do you know that Mahamu, the envoy sent by Mengge Timur of the Wala tribe outside Guanwai, is now in Yingtian?"
"Envoy of the Wala tribe?" Yuan Sutai turned around with doubt.
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "Perhaps, Young Master's idea that everyone in the world eats meat cannot be solved at the moment. But I can guarantee that it can be done at least to make Ming Dynasty eat more meat!"
Yuan Sutai's eyes suddenly lit up.
After listening to His Highness Taisun's words, it seems that he is determined to take action on the grassland outside the pass.
Otherwise, they would not have said that the Ming Dynasty would have more meat when the Oara tribe had clearly sent envoys.
This clearly meant that he had no intention of properly discussing with Oarabe.
Zhu Yunxi did not say much about his plans for the grasslands outside the pass. As Yuan Sutai himself said, he did not understand the military, so it would be better to let the old man do other great things with peace of mind.
It was after noon that Zhu Yunxi left the Shanglin Garden Prison.
There were several farmers who left with him. The heavy baskets contained current fruits and vegetables grown by the supervisor of Shanglin Garden, and some were rare fruits and vegetables cultivated in greenhouses.
If it weren't for the fact that a few items were to be kept for seed, Zhu Yunxi probably would have robbed the entire Shanglin Garden Prison.
However, after Zhu Yunxi left, Yuan Sutai, the Imperial Young Master with the highest official position in the court, was completely numb.
Looking at the chickens, ducks and geese surrounding him, as well as the cattle and sheep that were constantly calling not far away, Yuan Sutai's entire face darkened.
Several Shanglinyuan supervisors
The officials kept their mouths tightly shut, not daring to make any sound.
"Five million metric tons of sweet potatoes..."
Yuan Sutai murmured quietly, feeling dazzled by this huge number.
If these 500,000 tons of sweet potatoes were sent outside the customs through my own hands, I am afraid that I would immediately be accused of being an enemy.
But the grandson's order cannot be violated.
Yuan Sutai could doubt anyone, but he could not doubt that His Highness Taisun would do something to harm the Ming Dynasty.
After thinking about it, Yuan Sutai took a deep breath and turned to look at his colleagues around him.
"You all know what His Highness means. Five hundred thousand dans of sweet potatoes must be taken out and sent outside the customs next year."
"I have to go to Linyuan to supervise the planting of these five hundred thousand dans of sweet potatoes. We can't let the people who finally have enough to eat go hungry again because of things outside the customs."
"Discuss with Yingtian Mansion to see if there is any wasteland anywhere and allow me to go to Linyuan Supervisor to reclaim it. If there is still not enough, then go to the palace to see if we can temporarily use some imperial mansions."
Yuan Sutai has already paid attention.
Now that Shanglinyuan Supervisor wants to raise cattle and sheep, and His Highness Taisun wants 500,000 dans of sweet potatoes, he will take advantage of the opportunity to increase this number.
People can eat sweet potatoes, and so can cattle and sheep.
An official whispered: "Your Highness is using it outside the customs. I'm afraid he won't tell the court in detail the reason for keeping it secret. By then, I'm afraid the prisoner in the court will be questioned a little."
Yuan Sutai shook his robe and said sternly: "The important matters of the country, even if they are questioned by me, will eventually be known to everyone. If you cherish your life, how can the country be successful?"
Everyone's expressions suddenly became solemn.
"Young Master is righteous!"
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"Wala wants to marry me, the Ming Dynasty. At this moment, Mahamu is making a petition in the Huagai Hall to marry the daughter of my clan."
Kick, kick, kick.
Zhu Gaochi, who had been waiting in front of Youshun Gate for a long time, waiting for Zhu Yunxi to return to the palace, watched him return to the palace from outside the Meridian Gate from a distance, then walked over quickly and whispered about the current situation in the palace in a low voice.
Zhu Yunxi turned around and greeted Tian Mai and the farmers who brought the load from Shanglinyuan into the palace, and sent the fruits and vegetables to the East Palace in preparation for him to cook some dishes for the concubine and the concubine later.
And he looked at Xiaopang who was coming over.
I glanced at the right door and saw that the tax office was located over there.
"Marriage?" Zhu Yunxi frowned.
Zhu Gaochi glanced at Brother Xi who had just returned to the palace. When he saw that the other party only said one sentence, he frowned and couldn't help but smile.
It was obvious that Brother Xiu probably disagreed with the marriage proposal proposed by the Oara tribe.
Zhu Gaochi said softly: "After all, it was the envoy sent by the Oara tribe who handed over the memorial to the emperor in the palace. It was not easy for the emperor to discredit the Oara tribe at this time, so he asked his uncle to meet him at the Huagai Hall. one sight."
Or because of the Mongolian Tatar tribe on the east side of the Great Wall.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes became colder. Although the Central Plains had been restored for nearly thirty years, the Ming Dynasty had not gained much suppressive advantage over the grasslands.
Fighting one group to win over another group has always been the case.
The ancestors of the Central Plains people long ago mastered the strategy of making friends with distant people and attacking with close friends, and uniting vertically and horizontally.
Zhu Yunxi pondered: "Mahamu wants to marry the daughter of my Ming Dynasty clan for Mengge Timur's son?"
Zhu Gaochi hesitated for a moment, a little hesitant about what to say.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes suddenly showed sharpness: "Who do you want to marry?"
Zhu Gaochi, who was facing Zhu Yunxi's oppressive eyes, couldn't help but swallowed his throat, and whispered more and more softly: "It's Sister Shu..."
"Presumptuous!" Zhu Yunxi immediately shouted coldly, looking past Fengtian Gate towards the three main halls behind him.
After shouting angrily, Zhu Yunxi picked up his steps and headed towards Huagai Hall.
Zhu Gaochi hurriedly followed and said anxiously: "Don't worry, the emperor will definitely not agree. Even if the emperor intends to win over the Oara tribe, it is absolutely impossible for the uncle to marry the Shu girl outside the customs."
Zhu Yunxi turned a deaf ear.
From Fengtian Gate to Huagai Hall, he walked this road many times for many years, but never once did he feel more impatient than this time.
When Zhu Yunxi walked to the Huagai Hall, Mahamu was facing away from him through the open door. He bowed and held hands in front of the steps, talking to the Ming Emperor and the Crown Prince on the steps.
Sun Gou'er, who was waiting at the emperor's side, saw His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun coming back from a distance.
He immediately bent down and put his ear to the emperor's ear, and whispered: "Your Majesty, His Highness is back."
"The great Ming Dynasty is a great country, rich and powerful all over the world..."
Mahamu, the envoy of the Oara tribe, was still flattering the Ming Dynasty, but Zhu Yuanzhang had raised his eyes and looked outside the palace.
With a smile on his face, Zhu Yuanzhang reached out and waved to the outside of the hall.
Zhu Yunxi immediately bowed and crossed the palace gate, passed Mahamu with brisk steps, and reached the front of the steps.
"My grandson sees the emperor and his father."
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed twice: "You are already a father, and you are still fooling around outside all day long. Where did you go to play today?"
Mahamu is still trying hard to marry back the daughter of the Ming Dynasty clan for the sake of the prosperity of the Oara tribe.
I didn't expect that damn grandson of the Ming Emperor to appear here.
Mahamu closed his mouth and stared quietly at the grandson of the Ming Emperor standing in front of him.
Zhu Yunxi turned sideways slightly and looked back at Mahamu with a smile.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes were a little ambiguous, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking at the moment.
Mahamu couldn't make up his mind, so he cupped his hands and whispered, "Foreign ministers, please see His Royal Highness the Emperor."
"It's Envoy Mahamu." Zhu Yunxi chuckled lightly, looked back at his old man on the throne, and just had time to make an expression like watching a show.
Zhu Yunxi smiled and said: "I heard that the Oara tribe wants to marry me in the Ming Dynasty. I wonder which daughter of Mengge Timur is going to be sent to my Ming Dynasty?"
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