Hearing what the two princes said, the princes present all gave Zhu Yijun tears of sympathy. They all know that the emperor is not poor at all, but at this time it does not mean that the emperor lives a life of poverty for the sake of the clan and the people of the world. That is definitely politically incorrect.
King Zhou stood up again and said: "Although the emperor is rich all over the world, it is not easy to feed tens of millions of people in the world! All the people in the world are the sons of our old Zhu family. If a child of any family starves to death, the parents should not feel sorry for them. ? Let me tell you, the regulations on clan reform in the reform edict are very good, and I, Zhu Zaicheng, support it!"
When Zhu Yijun saw that King Zhou had spoken out what had been discussed according to the procedure, he secretly approved in his heart. At this moment, he was holding a transparent glass bottle in his hand, with a half-smile on his face. While waving his hand for King Zhou to sit down, he looked down at the audience with his eyes. His meaning was very clear: Which of you agrees with King Zhou's proposal? Who objects?
There is no room for objection. None of the princes here are fools. Several princes secretly cursed King Zhou for being such a licking dog, and at the same time regretted that they did not confess their sincerity to the emperor immediately. Seeing that the hereditary princes will definitely get their hands this week, the feeling is extremely sour.
The homes of these princes are all connected with each other. Although they feel sad about the reduction of their descendants' salaries after the attack, they dare not say anything under the general situation. But the method of reducing the attack had a much greater impact on the princes - although the salary from the court was not enough, it was still a lot of money compared to their income.
Zhu Zaitie, the king of Luyang County, who was sitting in the middle of the hall, belonged to the lineage of the king of Zhou. Seeing that the king of Zhou did not consider the interests of his family at all, he couldn't help but stand up and said: "Brother, your family has a big business and doesn't care about three melons and two dates. Brother There are still many mouths in my family. After the attack, what will happen to our livelihood? How about we two brothers divide our families again? You can't let me farm!"
Zhu Zaitie went straight to his elder brother, and the other princes secretly applauded in their hearts. They all looked at their princes, hoping that they could help fight for some benefits for their brothers and nephews.
King Zhou blushed. He didn't expect that his younger brother would attack him. He opened his mouth and said with a dry smile: "I have a brother who can eat in one bite, so what else can I do to you? Nephews—"
Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yijun placed the glass bottle heavily on the table. Most of the wine spilled out, and there was a loud bang that blocked King Zhou's words in his throat.
Zhu Yijun snorted coldly and said: "What? According to the wishes of Prince Luyang, the clan cannot cultivate land?"
The Prince of Luyang County was less than thirty years old and was the concubine of the late Zhouzhuang King Zhu Chaoku. The Zhouzhuang King had him because of his old age and loved him very much. When his legitimate son Zhu Zaicheng was able to seize the title of prince, he went to Emperor Jiajing to beg for him. He received the title of county king.
Because he was used to being arrogant, Zhu Zaitie dared to speak nonsense on this occasion. Unexpectedly, the emperor was very bachelor. Seeing that King Zhou was embarrassed, he directly defended his position. He caught a word in his words that was not a linguistic flaw and asked him a rhetorical question that left him speechless.
When the boss speaks, of course the younger brothers have to rush ahead. Zhang Siwei, who accompanied the banquet, stood up and said sternly: "Prince Luyang, the poor people in the world who are waiting for food want to cultivate land but cannot get it. They heard that the emperor allowed them to cultivate land, study and make a business, and they are all grateful for the emperor's grace! You actually said What’s ‘can’t farm’?! Why, the poor clan is not a descendant of Grandfather Taizu? They can do it, but you can’t do it? Why are you richer?”
The words were vulgar, but for most of the uneducated county princes here, it was just right for them to understand. Seeing Zhang Siwei's fierce expression, these people all shrank their necks and lowered their eyes, not daring to look at the emperor's face.
Zhu Zaitie also knew that he had done something stupid, but he had a generous temper, so what did he have to fear if he thought he was justified? Hearing Zhang Siwei scold him, he scratched his neck and shouted: "You damn Zhang Laoxi'er! It doesn't hurt to stand and talk! Who doesn't know that your family has made enough money in the salt and iron business with the Mongolians for ten lifetimes?" Use it! If you give me that business, I can become an ordinary citizen!"
These words were like thunder, hitting the hearts of everyone in the auditorium. Zhu Zaitie's words not only offended the emperor, but also revealed the old story of Shanxi officials and merchants with Zhang Siwei as the core using the Anda mutual market to engage in smuggling business for many years - this is a fatal revelation!
Zhang Siwei was showered with dog blood by the King of Luyang County, and then he realized how many people were envious of his business. But at this moment, Prince Luyang was unable to speak. Otherwise, who knows what else this bastard could say about Bezoar Dog Baolai?
He took off the black gauze on his head, left the table, and knelt down directly facing Zhu Yijun. The memorial said: "The king of Luyang County impeached the ministers for harming state affairs for selfish reasons, and for using their power and position to seek benefits. I..." The body shook, and big tears flowed down.
Zhu Yijun's face was uncertain and he said nothing. Zhang Juzheng said softly, "Your Majesty, what the Prince of Luyang County said is nothing but speculation and has nothing to do with today's events. Today's gathering of relatives is just like people visiting relatives and visiting each other's homes. It is a grand event for our court, and it has nothing to do with today's events." Why bother asking about this section?"
Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang Juzheng first, then nodded and said: "Ziwei, get up. It doesn't have to be like this." He turned around with a smile and said: "The concerns of Prince Luyang are not unreasonable - Zhang Jing, please explain to everyone." Fan."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jing stood up from the table and clapped his hands. The eunuchs on the left and right brought over a large wooden board covered with red silk, placed it on the shelf, and handed Zhang Jing a straight wooden stick.
Zhang Jing bowed first, then said with a smile: "My lords, your lord, your lordship has also broken his heart for the sake of us young and old. Please see -" he took off the red silk from the board.
A drawing is painted on the wooden board and hung on a nail. On the top is a row of official script characters "Da Ming Clan Joint Stock Trading Company", and at the bottom are several charts.
Zhang Jing pointed at the wooden board with a wooden stick and explained: "Princes, please take a look. This is a trading company invested by the emperor, and you have shares in it. As everyone knows, slave, I have been handling the emperor's business over the years, and I have also made some money - um , this is quite a lot of money.”
The ministers and clan members in the field sighed lowly when they saw the true appearance of the Imperial Factory and Imperial Store, which had never received positive recognition from the royal family. The various factories Zhu Yijun built with internal funds and the Rishenglong stores spread across the country have always been the "number one business in the world", as everyone here knows.
Previously, Zhang Juzheng had a hard time arguing with Zhu Yijun about the emperor's industrial affairs. Later, although he agreed, he still asked Zhu Yijun to keep a low profile and make a fortune in silence. However, the industrial and commercial complex that grew with the help of imperial power was extremely dazzling in a society dominated by craftsmen and agriculture, no matter in terms of size, technology or management, and could not keep a low profile at all.
Everyone here has been jealous of the emperor's industry for a long time. Even the shops and industries of many ministers and clan members have become suppliers of this consortium. They have many business dealings with them and are also managed by this consortium. The system and model have taught us that efficiency is not at the same level at all.
