Duke Cao's Mansion.
Li Jinglong is waiting for news from court officials. As long as the money is in place, the court will not be too embarrassed about the trial opening of the martial arts betting market. After all, the profits will be distributed to the Ministry of Household Affairs in the form of heavy taxes.
I believe that not many people will reject this win-win plan.
The housekeeper Li Hu hurried to the backyard and accidentally knocked over two slaves. He didn't care about the pain and curses on his body and quickly got up to find Li Jinglong.
"Master, it's not good."
Li Hu shouted loudly from a dozen steps away.
Li Jinglong's face, which was originally smiling in anticipation, suddenly turned cold and scolded the out-of-breath butler: "What are you yelling about? The sky won't fall!"
"Master, second master, he, he..."
Li Hu wanted to say, yes, the sky cannot fall, but Cao Guogong's mansion can collapse.
The so-called second master is naturally Li Zengzhi.
Li Jinglong thought there was something wrong with the casino, but unexpectedly it was Li Zengzhi. Seeing Li Hu stuttering, he stepped forward and slapped him in the face, saying sternly: "Speak up!"
Li Hu felt aggrieved. He was slapped just as he was thinking about what to say. Forget it, let's just say it straight away: "The Security Bureau took away the second master from the Criminal Department."
"What?"
Li Jinglong was struck like five thunders.
Li Zengzhi was in the Ministry of Justice, and Li Jinglong could use some financial connections to help Li Zengzhi sleep well and eat well. But when he arrived at the Security Bureau, it was the emperor's territory, and he couldn't say anything.
What's even more terrible is that the Ministry of Punishment has rules. Even if it is torture, as long as the superiors don't say anything, they will generally not commit suicide. But the security bureau has no rules. If the emperor doesn't say anything, it's not impossible for him to be tortured to death. This was a very common thing in the Jin Yiwei in the past...
"Why?"
Li Jinglong was a little flustered.
No matter what, Li Zengzhi is his younger brother and cannot be left alone.
Li Hu shook his head, with a nervous face, and said uneasily: "I sent people to ask the Ministry of Punishment, but no one could explain clearly. They only said that Bao Shangshu came to the palace to plead guilty, and he spoke sincerely. Soon after, the Security Bureau was outside the Ministry of Punishment. , picked up the second master."
"Outside the Criminal Department?"
Li Jinglong was a little surprised.
If the Ministry of Punishment wanted to hand over Li Zengzhi to the Security Bureau, then the handover could be completed inside the Prison Ministry prison. Why did he go outside the Ministry of Punishment?
What Li Jinglong didn't know was that this was Bao Zhao's request and a way for him to save the face of the Ministry of Punishment. Bao Zhao did not object to handing over Li Zengzhi to the Security Bureau, but he opposed it
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They directly mentioned the person, and finally negotiated and decided that the Ministry of Punishment would release the person, and the Security Bureau would arrest the person.
"Master, is it your Majesty..."
Li Hu was a little worried.
The Security Bureau is Zhu Yunwen's eyes, ears and sword. Their action is equivalent to Zhu Yunwen's action. After all, if the Security Bureau wanted to remove such an important person from the Ministry of Justice, it would be impossible without Zhu Yunwen's nod.
"You go down."
Li Jinglong felt a little painful, turned around and walked to his study, closed the door, leaned against the door, his mouth was trembling, and softly shouted: "Father, what should I do?"
Kunning Palace.
Zhu Yunwen looked at Ma Enhui who was sewing winter clothes, stepped forward and picked up the ball of red thread, and said: "Some things can be left to the people below to handle. There is no need to leave the palace every day. It has been windy these days, but I don't dare to get too cold." .”
Ma Enhui's face showed tenderness, and she lightly opened her red lips: "There is so much shortage of winter clothes for the northern immigrants. If I don't call on the women of the capital to participate in the weaving, and only the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Households, and the Ministry of Industry contribute, how long will it take? It's early October now. , the common people can still live with a single quilt in their homes. After the martial arts competition, the weather in the north is probably going to be freezing. If we weave more, the common people will be less exposed to the cold."
Zhu Yunwen looked at Ma Enhui, whose mother was in the world, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the Governor's Office of the Fifth Army has ordered the health stations in Henan, Shandong and Peiping to give priority to protecting the immigrant people, and specially allocated a batch of military cotton-padded clothes and quilts, which have been sent to delivering."
"Demolition of the east wall to make up for the west wall is not an option. The sergeants of the guard station also need to survive the winter."
Ma Enhui spoke, threading her needle and thread very familiarly.
Zhu Yunwen was very pleased.
Ma Enhui thought of something, put down her needlework, stood up, walked to the desk, took an account book, handed it to Zhu Yunwen, and said: "The income from the royal family's industry has been sent to the palace one after another. I want to spend 50,000 taels to build a new style in the north." Stoves for the homes of young and old.”
"Fifty thousand taels?"
Zhu Yunwen was a little surprised. This number was not a small number. After all, these 50,000 taels are not the 50,000 taels of banknotes that were devalued during the Hongwu period, but the real value.
Based on the cost and coal supply of the new stove, it can meet the needs of at least 20,000 households, old and young.
After taking the account book, Zhu Yunwen looked at it and couldn't help but take a deep breath and said: "So much profit?"
Ma Enhui said with a smile: "The sales of new stoves have just started this year, and the income will not be paid until at least the next year. As for other industries, the income is also amazing."
Zhu Yunwen looked down at the Arabic numerals in the balance in the account book: 481915.
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The sources of these incomes, in addition to the most stable medical gauze transaction with the Ministry of War, are the Royal Central Bank, Zhonghua Book Company, art troupes, weaving, woolen clothing...
"The sharp increase in income this year is somewhat of a trick. After all, the largest income comes from the Royal Central Bank. Copper is expensive and silver is cheap. The bank run trend has increased profits by nearly 200,000 yuan out of thin air. Next year, I am afraid it will shrink a lot. "
Ma Enhui explained.
Zhu Yunwen laughed. It is not common for the world to shift behind the preciousness of copper and the cheapness of silver. After a storm, merchants began to accept and use new types of treasure banknotes on a large scale. Although there are parallel banknotes on the market, copper coins and silver are more commonly used. Small-scale transactions, buying daily necessities, etc., and large-scale commodity trade, basically switched to Ming Baoqian.
This situation has avoided the shortage of copper coins in the market and made the exchange ratio between silver and copper coins relatively stable. In addition, the central banks have spread very quickly, and the farthest ones have reached Guangdong. There are imperial decrees and central banks. With the support of banks and merchants from Shanxi, Huizhou and Zhejiang, the new Ming Dynasty banknotes won the trust and support of the people.
"Liulichang has prepared exquisite glass products, and the inventory of glass cutting and magnifying glasses has reached thousands. Now is the time when the capital is getting busy, and it is time to exchange them for some money."
Zhu Yunwen was thinking.
After hearing this, Ma Enhui asked: "Speaking of glass, I remembered that not long ago, the emperor ordered someone to build a glass room in the Imperial College. What was it used for?"
Zhu Yunwen smiled and said: "Of course it is of great use."
Seeing Zhu Yunwen's secret, Ma Enhui couldn't help but glance at it and picked up the needle and thread again.
Zhu Yunwen approached Ma Enhui. Just as he was about to speak, the chamberlain came in and reported, "Your Majesty, Duke Cao Guo has secretly requested to see you. We have important matters to discuss."
"Gong Cao Guo?"
Zhu Yunwen's eyes turned cold.
He had been waiting for him in Wuying Palace all day. It was in the morning that the Security Bureau took Li Zengzhi away. With Li Jinglong's eyes and ears, it was impossible not to know the news immediately. But he didn't come, so he waited in vain.
It was about to take a rest and sleep, but he secretly asked for a meeting. What the hell was he doing? Is he shady?
Zhu Yunwen thought for a moment and ordered: "Let him wait outside the gate of Wuying Palace."
Ma Enhui looked at Zhu Yunwen who wanted to go out, quickly stood up, took out his cloak, and said: "It's cold at night, go early and come back early."
Zhu Yunwen took a deep look at Ma Enhui, waved and shouted when he walked to the door: "When the snow comes, I will pick flowers for you."
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