There was no justice and he was kicked out.
Zhu Yunwen stood outside the door of Kunning Palace and said helplessly to Shuangxi: "Go to Chengqian Palace."
The reason why Ma Enhui did this was profound.
As the Ming Emperor, Zhu Yunwen only has one son, Zhu Wenkui, and his bloodline is too thin.
This is not a good thing for the royal family.
And Zhu Yunwen doted on Ma Enhui too much, always staying in Kunning Palace, but never stayed in Concubine Ning, Concubine Xian, and Luo Cairen. If this continues, when will Zhu Yunwen's lineage be able to spread and flourish? ?
Zhu Yunwen knew Ma Enhui's little thoughts.
However, the moral constraints engraved in his soul prevented Zhu Yunwen from taking this step.
Besides, I am not familiar with Concubine Ning, Concubine Xian, and Concubine Luo, so if I push them down rashly, wouldn’t that be a hooligan?
Chengqian Palace, the sound of weaving is brisk and rhythmic.
Luo Yan'er was testing new medical gauze and recording it in the book. When she saw Zhu Yunwen coming, she hurriedly saluted.
Seeing that there was some noise in the room, Zhu Yunwen said, "Come take a walk with me."
Luo Yan'er left the matter to her maid and followed Zhu Yunwen out of Chengqian Palace.
The night is getting darker and the stars are getting brighter.
The gentle spring breeze blew through Luo Yan'er's hair, causing a soft smile. She glanced at Zhu Yunwen beside her, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Although there was silence, there was no embarrassment at all, but some inexplicable nervousness.
"What is Luo Cairen laughing about?"
Zhu Yunwen suddenly asked.
Luo Yan'er looked at Zhu Yunwen in surprise. He didn't look at her, but he knew that he was smiling?
"The emperor is in a good mood, and I will naturally be happy as well."
Luo Yan'er said, looking towards the palace in the distance.
Zhu Yunwen stopped, put his hands behind his back, looked at the starry sky, and said, "If I get angry, wouldn't Luo Cairen be crying?"
Luo Yan'er pursed her lips slightly and said, "No way, I will tremble and forget how to cry."
Zhu Yunwen suddenly laughed, looked at Luo Yan'er, and said happily: "Talented people are talented, and their talents are eight times higher."
Luo Yaner Yingying took a step forward and said with a smile: "The emperor is the most knowledgeable and rich person, while the concubine is just a juggler."
Zhu Yunwen pointed to the pavilion not far away and said, "Sit down for a while."
The peonies outside the pavilion were in full bloom, and a faint fragrance filled the air.
"On behalf of all the maids in the Huanyi Bureau, I would like to thank the Emperor."
Luo Yan'er saluted Zhu Yunwen solemnly.
Zhu Yunwen waved his hand and said, "If you want to thank me, just thank the Queen. This matter has nothing to do with me."
Luo Yan'er smiled lightly and said: "But I have heard that outsourcing is the emperor's idea. I was born in Huanyi Bureau, and I know that it is a bitter and cold place in the world. Huanyi Bureau can escape from the sea of suffering, thanks to all The emperor and queen are so kind, they will definitely weave diligently and live up to heaven’s kindness.”
Zhu Yunwen also lamented that he just discussed the idea of outsourcing, but Ma Enhui actually did it.
However, considering the safety of cleaning clothes of the royal family, Ma Enhui still maintained a small clothes bureau in the clothes bureau, which is responsible for the clothes of the emperor, queen, concubines and others. Other royal clothes were handed over to the outer clothes bureau. , just strengthen supervision.
The location of the Foreign Clothes Bureau was chosen in the abandoned Jiaofang Division, and the staff were orphans and widows in the capital.
Many soldiers died in the war in the early Ming Dynasty, and a large number of orphans and widows appeared. Most of these people had lost their husbands and sons. They were helpless and could only make ends meet by weaving and sewing clothes.
In the name of the harem, Empress Ma Enhui recruited orphans and widows to serve in the inner palace and rewarded them with monthly money. She not only cared for the orphans and widows, but also won prestige among the people. Even the always picky Du Cha Yuan wrote several memorials. Praise the Queen for her caring and caring towards the world.
In this way, the Clothing Bureau was essentially abolished in the form of outsourcing.
Although the Huanyi Bureau has not been delisted, if you walk into the Huanyi Bureau, you will find that most of the rooms have been transformed into weaving workshops and warehouses.
Because the Clothing Bureau is outside the palace, it is more convenient to import and export goods, saving a lot of manpower.
The current medical gauze weaving, jointly produced by Qiangong, Jingyang Palace, Yonghe Palace, Yanxi Palace, Huanyi Bureau and the Erwang, has reached nearly 600 boxes per day, and more than 1,600 maids are involved in it every day. people.
If it weren't for the private caravans still having some oil, Vaseline would probably be cut off.
In addition, the caravan heard that the price of oil in the capital was high and profitable, so they bought it from other prefectures and counties at low prices, transported it to the capital and sold it at high prices. This ensured the stability of the oil supply.
Merchants seek profits and transship goods, which is actually a simple allocation of market resources.
Zhu Yunwen does not need to requisition civilian power or military strength to transport oil from border areas or Shanxi and other places. Businessmen will help him complete all this, but he only needs to pay a certain amount of money.
The night wind moved slightly, blowing away Zhu Yunwen's thoughts.
Zhu Yunwen looked at Luo Yan'er aside and said softly: "Actually, what they should thank most is you. It was your hands that touched me, and it was your wisdom that gave them the opportunity."
Luo Yan'er looked at Zhu Yunwen, the smile on her face was like a spring flower, calm and touching.
The next day.
After having breakfast, Ma Enhui asked Shuangxi, "Which palace did the emperor sleep in yesterday?"
Shuangxi looked at Ma Enhui bitterly and said, "Back to the queen, the emperor went to bed in Jinshen Hall yesterday."
"Jinshen Palace?"
Ma Enhui frowned, finally sighed and said nothing more.
Zhu Yunwen looked at the memorial of Yao Shan, the prefect of Suzhou, and was secretly surprised. He did not expect that in the Ming Dynasty, there were still talents who dared to be the first in the world.
Zhang Bing, the chief envoy of Peking, lifted the ban on merchants. The courtiers objected, and they let it out a little bit, saying that they planned to implement a new commercial policy in Beiping and adopt a commercial tax of one in fifteen taxes. Zhang Bing did not object, and the merchants themselves did not say anything. The court became restless again.
Zhu Yunwen was worried about how to reform commercial taxation and convince the courtiers. Now it's better. Yao Shan's memorial can be said to be a timely rain.
"Summon Jie Jin, Huang Zicheng, and Xia Yuanji."
Zhu Yunwen was overjoyed.
Regarding Yao Shan's memorial, Huang Zicheng and Xia Yuanji had already read a copy and had guessed that Zhu Yunwen would summon him, but they didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
Zhu Yunwen asked directly: "Suzhou government wants to try out new business strategies. What do you think?"
Huang Zicheng, the Minister of Household Affairs, was the first to reply: "Your Majesty, the new commercial policy has changed the low tax of thirty to one in the Taizu period. Will it too much harm the profits of merchants? If a fifteen to one tax is tried in Suzhou Prefecture, , and other places outside Suzhou Prefecture, such as Songjiang Prefecture, Jiaxing Prefecture, Huzhou Prefecture, and Changzhou Prefecture, all have a tax of 30 to 10%. Will Suzhou Prefecture become a business tax highland and cause Suzhou Prefecture merchants to flee?"
Zhu Yunwen nodded slightly. Huang Zicheng had indeed worked hard in the household department. Being able to raise these two points showed that he had worked hard on business issues.
Business operations, like the invisible hand, have their own rules.
The government's control is like a visible hand. If you stretch out this hand, policy is the thumb and taxation is the index finger.
Whether the merchant runs or stays depends on whether his thumb and forefinger can hold it tightly.
