Li Qing frowned slightly, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid something will happen if this continues. The migration of the people is still in full swing. I'm really worried about them..."
"If I take one step back today, I will take ten or a hundred steps back tomorrow." Zhu Di interrupted Li Qing, "As long as I am in office, I will never let them cause trouble."
Li Qing was silent, what Zhu Di said was reasonable, but under continuous high-pressure, the result must be fierce resistance.
By then, the backlash will be so violent that it may be difficult to resist.
Now that Zhu Di is still alive, they can't bear it anymore. What if he dies?
The Jiangnan scholar-bureaucrats hated Zhu Di much more than they hated Zhu Yuanzhang, and the two sides seemed to be at odds with each other.
From the establishment of the Weaving Bureau, to the voyages to the West, and then to the relocation of the capital; as well as the clearing of acres of land, the distribution of land into acres, and the implementation of the national policy of people from the south to the north, the country and the people have benefited greatly.
However, while the country and the common people benefited, the interests of the gentry were severely reduced.
——The aristocratic family has reached its limit of endurance!
Li Qing wanted to persuade Zhu Di to be a little gentler, but he didn't know where to start.
Now the two sides are like a tug-of-war. Whoever compromises first will definitely lose. Since it is a competition, there will be winners and losers. The consequence of persisting is that the 'rope' will break and both sides will suffer.
"Your Majesty, why not allow people to trade freely?" Li Qing asked tentatively.
"Nonsense!" Zhu Di shook his head flatly, "Believe it or not, once the sea ban is lifted, the wealthy gentry in Jiangnan will definitely convert rice into mulberry on a large scale. By then, the food supply will be greatly reduced and people will be homeless everywhere."
"Well... let me say a few words." Zhu Zhanji said.
The two turned their heads and looked at him.
Zhu Zhanji cleared his throat and said nonchalantly: "I think it is better to clear the sea than to block it. Instead of blindly banning the sea, it is better to directly open the sea ban. In this way, the rich gentry will make money, but the common people will also benefit from it. ;
Such as silk, porcelain, spices, furniture...all need workers. Whether growing mulberry or rice, the rich gentry themselves do not farm, but are farmed by tenants and long-term workers.
Even if it is changed to mulberry farming, the people will still have a job and will not lose their livelihood. "
"Haha... that's good, don't say it again in the future." Zhu Di said with a sarcastic face, "Let me ask you, how to solve the problem of food? Do you really think that the migration of people from the south to the north can change the pattern of the Ming Dynasty?
If Suhu is cooked, the world will be satisfied!
How could Jiangnan's status as the world's granary be easily shaken? "
"Okay." The little fat man came with a squeak, followed by four small yellow doors carrying two large boxes.
Zhu Di shifted his gaze and looked at Hao Daer, and said with a strange tone:
"Oh, is it so?"
Xiaopang nodded bravely, Xiaohuangmen put down the box where the memorials were stored, and walked out in a hurry.
"Tell me!"
Zhu Di leaned on the chair and stared at the old man with interest.
Xiaopang knew about his father's urinary nature. Even though he looked kind-hearted, as long as he said something wrong, he would immediately be in a violent storm.
"Father, the Yongle bean cultivation has been a great success. The yield per mu in one season is as high as 500 kilograms." Xiaopang didn't talk nonsense and talked directly about the facts. "The yield per mu of Yongle rice is not less than that of wheat. After the wheat is harvested in several provinces, we can Abandoning soybeans and switching to Yongle rice, grain production has greatly increased, coupled with the development of Liaodong..."
Xiaopang did the math and said seriously: "As long as the national policy of migrating people from the south to the north continues and vigorously reclaims wasteland, the center of gravity of the Ming Dynasty's granary will shift to the north in five years at the latest."
"Five years, five years..." Zhu Di showed a hint of bitterness on his face. Can he last five years?
During this personal expedition, he felt more and more powerless. He even felt powerless to ride a horse, fearing that he might not see that day again.
"That's good!" Zhu Di sighed.
Zhu Zhanji also said that it was a sign that his grandfather would get angry, and he quickly turned to look at his father: "Don't say it again in the future."
Xiaopang:?
Li Qing:? ?
Zhu Di:? ? ?
The hall was silent for a moment, and Zhu Di and Xiaopang said in unison: "Get out!"
"...Okay, okay." Zhu Zhanji rolled over.
Zhu Di put down his legs, leaned forward, and his expression became serious, "Even if it is true as you said, the granary can be transferred in five years, but what should we do now?
I don't necessarily have to go on a killing spree, but if I don't kill, the wealthy gentry will inevitably intensify their efforts and become emboldened. "
"But if there is a mass killing, the migration of people from the south to the north will be blocked or even put on hold." Xiaopang held a different opinion.
Zhu Di snorted coldly, "If we don't start killing people, the people from the south and north will still be blocked, and the consequences will be more serious if we don't kill them. You are still a little green when it comes to politics."
This time, Li Qing stands against Zhu Di!
He also feels that he must never give in on major matters of principle.
If you retreat, he will advance!
Xiaopang insisted: "Father, what we lack most now is time. After these few years, the inherent pattern will be broken."
"Stay through it? How can you survive it?" Zhu Di snorted coldly, "Now you dare to openly defy the laws of the Ming Dynasty, and even the Han people pretend to be Japanese pirates and rob the people. How can you let me tolerate it?"
Xiaopang opened his mouth, speechless.
Then he looked at Li Qing and said, "Li Qing, do you have any good ideas?"
Zhu Di also followed the elder's gaze and asked, "Do you have any other plans?"
Li Qing muttered: "The Emperor is right. There must be no compromise on such a major matter. If what Admiral Dongchang says is true, it must be handled strictly and quickly without any tolerance."
Seeing the anxious look on Xiaopang's face, Li Qing softened his tone, "However, what the prince said is also very reasonable. What the Ming Dynasty lacks most now is time. If you can survive this period, you can reform and reform. If you can't survive, you can continue. vicious cycle,
Based on this, the national policy of people from the south to the north must not be stopped! "
"Shaohe Xini." Zhu Di said angrily, "Otherwise, I will send you to stay with Jian Yi."
"..." Li Qing's face was full of black lines, "What I mean is that we will never tolerate smuggling by thieves and bandits, but for the national policy of people from the south to the north to continue to be implemented, we can make slight compromises in other places."
"for example?"
"Open the sea ban!" Li Qing said, "Actually, the emperor's grandson is right. It is very necessary to open the sea."
After all, interest monopoly is not a long-term solution. Zhu Di could barely suppress it when he was in power, but if he collapses, the national policy of going to the West will definitely be overturned.
If there is money, everyone can make it, and only by allowing the officials of the aristocratic families to get some benefits can the national policy be implemented well.
In the Song Dynasty, maritime trade was concentrated in the hands of scholar-bureaucrats, but in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang banned maritime trade across the board; Zhu Di was even more ruthless, and established a profit monopoly. In order to make a lot of money at sea, he took away more than half of these aristocratic families. All sources of profit have been cut off.
Silk is produced by the government-run Weaving Bureau, tea is exclusively produced by the imperial court, and porcelain is produced by organ kilns...
It's really unreasonable to eat meat yourself without letting others drink some soup.
Those who eat alone have no good end since ancient times!
Li Qing said seriously: "If the market is open, the bandits will turn into merchants; if the market is banned, the merchants will turn into bandits;
The benefits of maritime trade are huge. As we all know, it is not uncommon for aristocratic families to raise wild grass for profit, and even pretend to be Japanese pirates to rob coastal people;
If the ban continues, the pirates will be inexhaustible and they will be killed! "
Zhu Di frowned, digesting Li Qing's words. After a long time, he nodded gently: "That makes sense!"
"My father is wise." Xiaopang quickly followed up and said happily, "In this way, the Ming Dynasty will definitely reach a new level, my father is wise."
"Wait a moment, Holy Ming." Zhu Di glanced sideways at him, "The sea ban can be lifted, but after the world's granary has been transferred, opening the sea hastily will do more harm than good. The sea must be opened on the premise of ensuring the people's rations."
Li Qing cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty is wise. Since the implementation of the national policy of selling small stalls to farmers, the population has grown much faster, and the food needed by the people has also increased.
If for the sake of profit, the people are starved and the population is reduced, it is putting the cart before the horse. "
Zhu Di nodded.
Xiaopang also agrees with Li Qing's point of view, but...
"Father, since then, the problem has returned to its original point. How to ensure the continued migration of people from the south to the north?"
Zhu Di frowned and looked at Li Qing, "Do you have any other plans?"
"Yes!" Li Qing nodded decisively.
"What?"
Li Qing smiled slightly: "Painting!"
"We can let the news out first and give the officials and gentry something to think about. In this way, not only will the side effects of dealing with the bandits be eliminated, but it will also ensure that no one will interfere with the national policy of moving people from the south to the north." Li Qing He smiled and said, "How about this plan?"
"Not bad!" Zhu Di was positive.
Painting cakes is a traditional craft of Lao Zhu's family. Lao Zhu played it slyly, and the fourth child also took it with his hands.
For Zhu Di, this matter was as easy as eating and drinking tea.
With the planned plan in hand, Zhu Di finally had a smile on his face, Xiaopang relaxed, and the smell of gunpowder in the hall disappeared in an instant, as if he was a loving father and a filial son.
Taking advantage of the fact that the fourth child was happy, Li Qing took the opportunity to say: "Your Majesty, this time the case is being investigated, can you give Yu Qian a promotion?"
"No." Zhu Di shook his head.
"Why?"
"He is too outstanding." Zhu Di said, "This person still needs more time to settle down. He is a talent, and it is precisely because of this that he needs more hard work. At least I will not give him a promotion."
After a pause, "Gao Chi, you can't promote him either."
"Why?" Xiaopang was puzzled, "Father, didn't you say he is a talent?"
Zhu Di glanced at him sideways and said lightly: "Leave it to Zhan Ji."
Xiaopang: "..."
Li Qing: "..."
After chatting for a while, Zhu Di ordered someone to open the box and start checking his son's homework. Li Qing was bored and resigned.
As soon as he left the palace gate, Zhu Zhanji came up to him with a concerned look on his face: "Is it still noisy inside?"
Don’t you have ears? Li Qing shook his head: “A kind father and a filial son.”
"That's good." Zhu Zhanji was completely relieved and put his arms around Li Qing, "I'll go to your house to eat today."
Li Qing looked him up and down, "Just empty-handed?"
"Isn't it?" Zhu Zhanji looked hurt, "Our friendship is not worth a meal."
"That's not true. Didn't we bet before who could kill more enemies?" Li Qing said, "The fact is that I kill more than you. You lose me a hundred taels of gold."
"Then you still took away my spear. You told me to teach me two moves." Zhu Zhanji refused to accept it.
"I didn't say no, but you have to give me money first."
"..." Zhu Zhanji looked helpless, "Money is more important, or me?"
"I like gold!" Li Qing waved his hand and walked out without looking back.
"Wait for me." Zhu Zhanji quickly caught up and whispered, "Uncle Qing, how did you stop them from arguing?"
"It's nothing. I suggest imposing a sea ban." Li Qing continued walking.
Zhu Zhanji was stunned, and then said angrily: "You know how to go whoring..."
Seeing Li Qing walking away, he quickly followed and added: "Steal my idea."
