Gu Renyi is not an impulsive character, but she is a bit stubborn. Most people can't easily persuade her to do things she wants to do.
Xie Pi spent a few days with him and saw with his own eyes that he was busy in the fields for the livelihood of the people, and he felt a sense of recognition in his heart.
The so-called regret for meeting each other so late is probably this feeling.
Seeing that neither the left nor the right could persuade him, he said: "Brother Yishan (Gu Renyi), the court is already a hot pot at this time. If your memorial goes up like this, it will immediately boil. And if you have to go up, it will be boiling." , then let me transfer it to you."
Xie Pi was a member of the Attendant's Chamber and had direct access to the emperor.
This kind of memorial does not go through the general affairs envoys, but only the cabinet, and only the emperor can read it.
If it touches on the emperor's innermost feelings, then of course it's best. If it offends Long Yan, at least the outer court won't know about it, and it won't affect the court situation.
Gu Renyi's face is very upright, and his black face is quite serious. Perhaps it has not been cleaned for a few days. He was originally a scholar-official who was born as a Jinshi, but now he has a beard that he has not had time to clean up. He looks like he walked out of a field. A big man.
Hearing Xie Pi's words, he waved his heavy hand, "No! My message is just to shock. If it doesn't go through everyone in the court and becomes a letter left in the court, what's the use?"
In fact, Fei Hong now brought him into the palace and taught him "being alone", so he understood the meaning of Xie Pi's words.
It's just that if the matter is important, even if it needs to be reported, the least impact should be given first.
But this time and that time,
He saw with his own eyes that tens of thousands of people were naked and hungry, and he was already extremely anxious.
What's the use of long-term planning? No matter how well Xie Pi said it, he thought it was a lie. He has been planning for the world for so many generations in the past three generations. What's the use? When the plan is finalized, I don’t know how many more bones will be added.
"Yishan!"
Xie Pi stood up anxiously, "Have you ever thought about why Your Majesty only divided the Imperial Village and the Zhongguan's Village? How will Your Majesty deal with this memorial?"
Gu Renyi did not avoid the sharpness in his eyes, raised his head and replied: "Brother Ruhu (characterized by Xie Pi), which one is better to be a loyal minister or a sage? It is easy to say that it is easy to establish a heart for the world and a destiny for the people. , but there are millions of people living in the world! How difficult it is to fight for a way for them to survive! If you don’t fight, there will be no chance!"
The spring breeze blew through this dilapidated wind pavilion in the countryside. There was a flag with the word "tea" flying in the corner of the wind pavilion. However, over time, two sides of the flag were missing, and there were several holes in the middle. There is a sense of decline after all.
In the pavilion, the black-skinned man was sitting, and the white-skinned man was standing. They argued with each other, but in the end they were both speechless.
Fate is as geometric as the wind.
Not long after, two young officials wearing gray robes and net scarves came up on the path in the field. They came to Gu Renyi and reported, "Master, we have roughly checked the situation in these villages." , there are several fields along the Xiaotuo River, they are all good farmland, but they cannot be separated and cannot be entered, it is not an imperial village."
Gu Renyi raised her eyes and glanced at Xie Pi, and asked: "Whose is it?"
"I don't know. I asked a few places, but I think they said hello from above, but they didn't say anything."
"Look, their bones are also strong. They are not afraid, so why are we afraid of them?"
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Jingli.
According to the results of the discussion with the emperor, Wang Hao boarded the door of the British Duke's mansion.
The courtyard of the Duke's Mansion has eaves. You enter once at the entrance, then turn a corner and enter again. Then you go down the steps and step on the square gray stone pier in the center of the fake lake. Between your clothes, you carry some flowers growing in the water. The red and green flowers and trees were fragrant, and then we finally arrived at the place.
The British princess took the throne, and the king took the partial position. The maids in the palace all took the tips of fine young tea leaves to pour water. With a slight sip, the fragrance of tea filled the air between the lips and teeth.
The British Duke held the copy with both hands, and he was still polite to Wang Hao.
After all, he is the Imperial Master.
"I don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Wang Butang is a rare visitor to my palace." The British Duke turned his eyes and said with a smile, "But His Majesty's side..."
"British Sir, do you know why sea trade is so profitable?"
"Please give me some advice."
"My Ming Dynasty is rich in products and has many skilled craftsmen. Even a small piece of silk can be sold for only six coins in the mainland. However, overseas places are different. It is like Luzon in the East. The land has no other products. A piece of silk can cost as little as The price is 5 taels of silver per horse, and the one with the highest price is 15 taels of silver per horse. This is how the benefits of maritime trade spread in the south of the Yangtze River come from."
The British Duke's expression was complicated. He was probably shocked by what he heard, but he didn't dare to act too greedy. "...It can be seen. The governor of two provinces and three cities, Mei Ji, transported five million taels of silver to the capital. , this is evident.”
"But going to sea is not a trivial matter. Even if you are not afraid of high winds and rough waves, you still have to collect thousands of taels of silver to buy a ship and buy goods. In Fujian, I have seen several people jointly contribute capital and share profits, and some people can do it in a year Get ten thousand taels of silver."
The British publican felt itchy in his heart, "Seriously?"
Wang Hao continued: "Your Majesty and I also discussed whether to allow relatives and ministers to ship and go to sea. It stands to reason that ordinary people can do business at sea, so everyone should be allowed."
"What did His Majesty say?"
Wang Hao squinted his eyes and smiled. He would not answer these questions for now.
"Let's get it straight, Mr. British. His Majesty wants to divide Meiji's profit into 10%. For example, if someone gets a 10% share this year, then the five million cars will be divided into 500,000 taels. Does Mr. British have any idea? interest?"
This was the first time that this matter was brought up suddenly, and the British father could not immediately distinguish between good and bad, so he paused slightly.
Although the current emperor is young, his brain is faster than anyone else. Suddenly sharing their money, this matter...
"Of course, Your Majesty is not giving it away for free."
"You want money?"
"No money, no money. No money."
The British public's heart skipped a beat, it turned out that he still had this thought.
But land property is something that has been accumulated with great difficulty over several generations.
And he immediately thought that the field was where it was and would not fly anywhere else, but if it were to go out to the sea, it would be out of his hands.
He has also had some contact with business.
To be honest, Mei Ji said the profit was 5 million, so is it 5 million? Did anyone line their own pockets? Will it be the last remaining one that is given to the emperor?
It's the same thing if they go in, and no one is in there, so what happens depends entirely on what other people say.
So the money from this sea trade seems to make people feel itchy, but in the end it is not as good as the land to make people feel at ease.
"Wang Butang, His Majesty asked you to inquire?"
Wang Hao said: "You don't have to worry about this. If you want to, just say yes, if you don't want to, just say no."
The British father is not that stupid, "If possible, let me think about it again."
He didn't dare to refuse directly.
It's not bad for Wang Hao, he doesn't want to leave just this one anyway.
And he is optimistic,
The emperor made this choice voluntarily, but some people in the court were very dissatisfied with the land occupied by the honorable ministers.
Those people, even the emperor cannot suppress them.
Indeed.
Gu Renyi's memorials are not the fastest.
Zhu Houzhao already had many complaints and memorials on his desk.
After all, the emperor's thoughts are here, and many people speculate on this.
The increasingly obvious situation has made many people uneasy.
"This is basically a game! How many times has it happened since the 11th year of Hongzhi's reign? It's been like this every time. First it's hints, and then it's both soft and hard. The land is exchanged for shares. What kind of outcome is this? If this is really the case, wouldn't we? It all depends on the face of that Mei Kejia? How can this compare to holding your own land? Besides, business involves profits and losses, and things at sea are even more difficult to say. The first part of the so-called ten thousand gold account is to share the money together. , and the second part of the sentence, it’s called shouldering the losses together! Even if our good land encounters some natural disasters, we can’t pay much. If we really can’t charge more rent, we can control everything in our own hands! "
Zhu Hui, the Duke of Baoguo, was spitting all over his mouth, and the table was banging with his old hands. Finally, he said to him very vigilantly: "Young Lord, you are not greedy for the money from sea trade. You want to Did you agree?"
The British father was also very annoyed. He glanced at me and said gloomily: "Oh, I'm thinking about this."
"No! I won't agree to it anyway, unless there is really an imperial edict! Your Majesty's golden words will make all the ministers in the world do this. Then...then I will take Qianqing Palace to cry!"
The British father-in-law looked down on him a little, and at such an old age he still said he should go cry. He was really promising.
Duke Baoguo can talk nonsense, but he can't.
After several dynasties, the British Duke has become a favored minister. What he does actually affects many people.
"British Lord! Don't hesitate at this time. How about we go to see His Majesty together? We won't have our heads chopped off for this matter! There was a grand banquet in the palace during the Lantern Festival. Your Majesty treated us very well. We I haven’t done anything that violates the laws of the imperial court.”
Scenes like this often happen in the capital.
The novel things were related to the emperor's thoughts, as well as money and land. Naturally, they were passed around, and within two or three days, many people knew about them.
Because it is a novelty, many people are watching. Mei Kejia also asked many people to come over and tell them everything.
Anyway, March is generally a bit chaotic and exciting. Land is being divided in the fields and calculations are being made in the high-walled houses. On one side, there is the refreshing and warm spring breeze, and on the other side, there is the heart-breaking charcoal fire.
But this situation will not drag on forever.
Within the red wall, a little eunuch wearing a blue robe and black boots bent over and ran quickly with small steps. The afternoon sunlight reflected his shadow moving quickly on the ground.
He climbed up the marble stairs, and at the end was the door of the palace with the three characters "Qianqing Palace" written on it. As soon as he entered, someone from inside came out to take his things.
"The cabinet said it was urgent."
Liu Jin narrowed his eyes and said, "I know, step back."
The old eunuch faced outwards with his back straight and an arrogant look on his face. When he turned around, he was already smiling like an old man, with flattering eyes.
There was someone in the Qianqing Palace at this time, and it wasn't anyone else. It was Doctor Tan and her disciple, Miss Kui'er. The emperor has been feeling a little unwell recently, which is sometimes unavoidable when the seasons change.
"His Majesty……"
"What's wrong?" Zhu Houzhao looked up at Liu Jin.
"...I shouldn't have said it at this time. But His Majesty has told me that the cabinet is urgent."
"Stop talking, take it over." Zhu Houzhao turned out his palm.
Doctor Tan didn't say anything, but continued to feel the pulse on his other hand.
Liu Jin took a look and hurriedly bent over and said, "I will open it for Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, the dragon body is important."
A clear voice sounded in the room, and it wasn't Doctor Tan or anyone else. Zhu Houzhao took a closer look, who was it if it wasn't Miss Kui'er?
But when he saw it like this, the girl's heart trembled with fear.
"A civilian girl made a mistake. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
"Get up." Zhu Houzhao didn't pay attention, his eyes still fell on the memorial.
In fact, his expression didn't change much, but Doctor Tan, who was checking his pulse, glanced at the emperor's face.
"Your Majesty, the depressed Qi in my heart has been suppressed for a long time. The Qi accumulates in the internal organs and does not dissipate. Even good people get sick due to the suppressed Qi."
Zhu Houzhao listened. He smiled hard and said something irrelevant, "Doctor Tan is indeed a miracle doctor."
After a long while, the emperor closed his eyes and rested and said calmly.
"Liu Jin, go and arrest the people mentioned above."
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There’s another chapter tonight.
(End of chapter)
