"Father, there is something going on over there in Xi'an Mansion. Your Majesty has confiscated all the extra cultivated land from Qingzhang.
The cultivated land that had been seized from the Prince of Qin's Mansion was combined and sold to the people in installments, with planting first and payment later.
A variety of seeds were also prepared for the people. "
"The so-called installment payment, planting first and paying later, means that the land will be... It is estimated that about 16.7 million people will be able to buy farmland."
After a while, Zhu Yousong explained clearly what happened in Xi'an Mansion.
After hearing this, Zhu Changxun, who had always been calm, suddenly shook his hands, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and then returned to normal.
"I know, let's get down!"
"Father, Your Majesty is going to kill everyone. Should we..."
Before Zhu Yousong finished speaking, he saw his father's sharp eyes: "Zhu Yousong, if you want to die, I can help you now!"
"Go out and stay in the palace!"
Zhu Yousong trembled all over and slowly exited the Chengyun Hall.
Looking at Zhu Yousong who exited honestly, Zhu Changxun gently placed the pen in his hand on the pen holder.
Staring at the thick pile of freshly written letters on the desk, after a while, he whispered: "Kill them all? Not necessarily!"
"With the troops the emperor has at his disposal, it really won't be so troublesome to kill several feudal kings.
Conspiracy, treason, and collaboration with the enemy, Jin Yiwei can label us as such if he wants, and the evidence is solid.
Or cutting the flesh with a dull knife, killing each one, it is a simple matter, but is it so troublesome?
It’s nothing more than wanting the land, money and food in our hands, or even just cultivating the land.
The stage has been set up for us, it’s up to us to continue singing or not! "
After finishing talking to himself, Zhu Changxun reached out and picked up the letters on the table: "In this case, these things are not necessary."
"Perhaps my father was really wrong back then... If the emperor's plan can proceed smoothly, the Ming Dynasty may really be able to continue its reign for hundreds of more years!"
After saying that, he put the letter on the candle and lit it, and then watched it turn into ashes little by little.
"Hey, it's time to pay back the drink King Qin owes me!"
Then he picked up the pen and wrote a letter. It only took a moment to write it. There were only a few numbers on the paper. After checking it, he sealed it and sent it out.
In the Chengyun Palace of the Datong Palace, the ninth generation king Zhu Dingwei looked at the information in his hand and was silent for a long time before speaking to himself.
"I thought it was okay to escape the eight major locust merchants, but I didn't expect it to come again. It's really a good trick! There is no solution..."
…
A few days later, the distant vassal kings all learned about the affairs of Xi'an Mansion. They themselves may not be able to see Chongzhen's intentions.
But they had advisers. After the analysis, the kings had different reactions.
Someone yelled at Chongzhen in the study room, scolded him for being unkind and unjust, and wanted to kill everyone.
Some sneered and dismissed, not caring at all. If they just touched one of their vassal kings, they had nothing to do.
But cultivated land involves the interests of all the gentry, wealthy businessmen, and nobles, so they are afraid that they will die.
Some were panicking, counting their property, and preparing to write a letter begging Chongzhen to let them go.
Some are plotting, destroying account books, hiding family property, and secretly arranging for children to leave the house;
…
In Beijing, the door of Wenyuan Pavilion was suddenly pushed open, and Guo Yunhou, the Minister of Household Affairs, rushed in sweating profusely.
"Guo Shangshu, you came just in time. I have just made tea. Come and have a drink!"
Guo Yunhou took the tea and drank it all in one gulp: "I said to you three elders, the pot is about to explode outside. How can you still be in the mood to drink tea here?"
Seeing Guo Yunhou's way of drinking peony, Sun Chengzong twitched the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? This matter..."
Before he finished speaking, several more people broke in. The remaining four ministers, the Inspectorate, the General Affairs Department, and the Five Temples came hand in hand.
The Minister of Civil Affairs, Shangshu Fang, slumped down on an armchair: "Mr. Sun Ge, we really can't bear it any longer, so we come to your place to hide!"
Several of them have been bombarded by officials, gentry, wealthy businessmen, nobles, and friends in Beijing.
Those who confirmed the news, those who wanted to submit letters, those who inquired about follow-up measures, those who questioned, those who cursed, etc., they were the first and the second.
After everyone rested for a full quarter of an hour, they regained their composure.
Seeing this, Sun Chengzong said softly: "Anyone who wants to give something to His Majesty, the General Affairs Department will collect them all and send them to Wenyuan Pavilion."
After saying that, he continued to drink tea while holding the tea cup.
After everyone waited for a while and saw that Sun Chengzong did not speak, Fang Zhuanghuang said: "Mr. Sun Ge, what next?"
"What else then?"
Sun Chengzong drank tea by himself: "Just do whatever you usually do. We can't decide this matter.
Anyone who wants to test whether His Majesty's sword is sharp or not can just let them make trouble. Anyway, there are people from Jinyiwei and Dongchang watching. "
"Go back and tell those officials that if you have opinions, you have opinions, but official business must be handled properly, otherwise I will deal with them first!"
"The situation is settled, there is no need to worry! Everyone go back!"
Upon seeing this, several ministers could only bow their hands towards the three of them, and then retreated out of the door.
"etc!"
Everyone turned around in confusion, and Sun Chengzong whispered: "Have your family's fields been sold?"
Everyone shook their heads. When the emperor told them to sell the land in installments, he told them to deal with it as soon as possible.
Although they understand it this way, they can't operate it. It's not that they don't want to, but that they can't.
"Mr. Sun Ge, we are ready to donate!"
"Donated? Why?"
Seeing the confusion on Sun Chengzong's face, Fang Zhuanghui explained a few words in a low voice, and Sun Chengzong had a wry smile on his face.
He really wanted to tell everyone that if you want to do something so complicated, the emperor doesn't care what you care about.
Since you have thought about the emperor, you must remember this sentiment.
"You guys, hey... I will handle this matter, I won't let you lose!"
"Go and get busy. Stability is the main thing in everything!"
Everyone left, and when the officials waiting outside Wenyuan Pavilion were about to surround them, the door of Wenyuan Pavilion suddenly opened again, and Sun Chengzong walked out with a sullen face.
"If you don't want to do it anymore, then write the glossary now. There is no need to go through the process. I and Zhou Shangshu can approve it directly.
Your Majesty blames you, and I should bear the responsibility. "
"If you still want to do it, then do whatever you have to do. If I find that you are neglecting your duties, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Xi'an Mansion and Taiyuan City have killed enough people, at least this few!"
After Sun Chengzong finished speaking, he turned around and entered Wenyuan Pavilion, leaving behind all the officials with ugly expressions.
Fang Guiwei glanced at the officials present and his face became serious.
"Hey, I am an official in the same dynasty. I have a few words to say to you. You should ask yourselves before making a decision."
