It was the first time that Zhu Youxiao left the deep palace to see the world. He was still confused about the so-called Zhu family world and how the land, property, goods, and property operated.
But his brain and observation skills are not weak, and he knows his teacher's tricks to some extent. At this moment, he saw the unkind expressions on Kong Yinzhi and Kong Shangyi's faces. He immediately understood that Master Zheng's second move must be better than the one he just ordered. Yan Song's inscription is even more worthy of making a fuss about.
Zhu Youxiao then squeezed out the clear confusion on his face and asked, "What is Menkobe? What is Menkobeda?"
Zhu Yipai, the general of the country, knew that it was time for him to take the field.
The heir of Lu Fan, showing the respectful attitude of the Zhu family clan to the real prince, explained: "When Taizu and Yongle were together, they gave sacrificial fields to Yan Shenggong's Mansion, and the grain harvest was no longer given to Yanzhou Mansion, but to Ding Ding. The rules given to us in Lu Fan are similar. However, this general has heard since he was a child that in addition to offering sacrifices to the fields, the Duke Yansheng's Mansion also received many Qinhui households. There is no need to do corvee service in the prefectures and counties, just work for the Duke Yansheng's Mansion. Later. , in addition to offering sacrifices to the fields and allocating households, the Yanshenggong Mansion also asked the court to report, so there were ritual households, door god households, and horse herding households, and each household was allocated acres of land, so they did not have to pay summer and autumn taxes. , and there is no need to deal with the corvées sent from the prefectures and counties. Lords of the Confucius Mansion, are there any discrepancies in what I said, General?"
Zhu Yipai told the truth.
In previous years, the Confucian government opened its mouth and stretched out its hands to ask for the land that the court kept asking for, or to use private land that Shandong people had submitted in their names to escape the summer and autumn taxes and corvees in various names.
Kong Yinzhi and Kong Shangyi now dare not find fault with what Zhu Yipai said, and they have nothing to fault. They can only accept it with an embarrassed smile.
Zhu Yipai looked like "My role has not been completed yet" and said with emotion: "Our Ming Dynasty was really a prosperous age when Kong Chongwen was respected. The property names that neither the vassal nor the Duke of the country had were under his name, but only Yan Shenggong's mansion had them. .His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the Emperor, must remember this."
Everyone in the Kong family was not stupid, so how could they not recognize that Zhu Yipai's words were clearly meant to instigate, and all of them turned green at once.
A shrewd person of Kong Shangyi's generation would be even more surprised and panicked.
The old foxes realized that the emperor's eldest son's female master was speechless twice. It was obvious that he was not crazy, but sent troops in an orderly manner, and received strong support from Zhu Yipai.
If Zheng Haizhu's actual identity is similar to that of a patrol censor, then Zhu Yipai, the general who must have received the nod from King Lu, is more representative of the Zhu family in the Forbidden City than this woman.
No matter whether the young and young Zhu Youxiao is pretending, at least Zheng Haizhu and Zhu Yipai will definitely be the vanguard of the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
The faces of the wealthy locals turned green, while the prince's face was filled with dark clouds.
Zhu Youxiao's tone was already a little too polite: "No wonder Master Zheng is wondering. A few pictures of the door god can be worth the harvest of many acres of grain and the labor. Isn't the door god only used during the Chinese New Year? Isn't it possible that everyone Do you want to draw every month?”
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control again, Wang Song, the head of the Ministry of Etiquette, hurriedly said, "Your Highness, please move to the third hall and the sixth hall first?"
Zhu Yipai waved his sleeves and agreed with the clear moonlight: "Yes, yes, let's go and see the official office of Confucius first. If the eldest son of the emperor wants to explain in detail how the dynasty treated the descendants of saints favorably in granting land, what a coincidence. , I will turn around and ask the people from Yanzhou Hucao who are traveling with me this time to report."
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At night, in the main courtyard of Yan Shenggong's Mansion, which used to receive imperial officials, Cao Huachun glanced at the Jin Yiwei and Xiao Huo Zhi who had gathered in a circle under the courtyard wall, then turned back, closed the door, and stood guard in front of the steps.
In the richly furnished study, Zhu Youxiao finally heard the contents of his father's oral instructions from Zheng Haizhu's mouth.
"Long Live Lord asked me not to tell His Highness everything on the canal from the south, but I actually have good intentions. Your Highness has seen with his own eyes this time that there is a spring drought in Lu, and there are fewer and fewer fertile fields to provide food and money. It is really difficult to enter the capital. What's more, there is Yanshenggong Mansion who has to rely on corvees or bribes. What can the government do to build canals, bridges and roads?"
As soon as Zheng Haizhu finished speaking, Zhu Yipai punched the table.
"It's really unreasonable! In my opinion, Wenquxingyan, Shenggong's eternal teacher, is just a group of silverfish lying on the coffin of his ancestors, eating and drinking," Zhu Yipai looked at Zhu Youxiao and said
He said fiercely, "If we talk about granting land without paying taxes, then we, Lu Fan, are the same. However, in recent years, just to build bridges in Yanzhou and provide disaster relief, King Lu has spent 200,000 taels of Zonglu. This time, I heard that the imperial court has opened a new Liao's Rating Department also donated hundreds of grain fields. Look at the Kong family again. If it weren't for the Zhu family's food appreciation, the house would be worse than a ruined temple. Now it's better. The household department takes out grain and money from the bowl."
Zheng Haizhu quietly took a few sips of tea. After Zhu Yipai finished explaining his achievements, he pretended to comfort him and said, "General Zhenguo, don't make yourself angry again by talking. Anger can't be converted into money. This time Traveling south, Long live the Lord has decided the tune, how to sing when we get to Qufu, aren’t we already thinking about it?”
"Okay, Master Zheng, please tell His Royal Highness the eldest son."
"Brother," Zheng Haizhu turned to Zhu Youxiao and used a more familiar title, but the meaning was decisive, "Everyone in Yanshenggong's mansion has a lot of moral character. I think back to the beginning, a strong-armed figure like Zhang Juzhenggong, the chief minister. , we were blocked at every turn when we were trying to clear the fields. So, this time, we have to take the wrong side of the sword and use more ruthless moves, and don’t even think about saving face for the Confucius family. The imperial court saved face for them, but did they leave money for the imperial court? Right? "
Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao's excitement during the day increased.
A hot-blooded young man loves tough battles with lots of color.
"Master Zheng, why are you so ruthless?"
Zheng Haizhu then explained in detail how to make good use of the people he had arranged in advance and the music and dance students brought by Lu Mansion tomorrow, as well as how Zhu Youxiao would sing in person.
"Okay, I'll listen to Master Zheng." Zhu Youxiao said, rubbing his hands.
At the same time, in the west of Qufu City, deep in the courtyard of the Kong Clan Academy, Kong Yinzhi sat at the top of the hall, frowning, facing Kong Shangyi and other direct elders.
"Can't you see it?" Kong Shangyi knocked on the lid of the tea cup, "The imperial court is short of money and is finally going to touch our Yanshenggong Mansion."
Another elder sitting down said angrily: "On weekdays, we often send gifts and money to the Ministry of Rites. What's going on with the Ministry of Rites? Didn't we get any news? Isn't the Minister of Rites Han Xu? Isn't Han Xu Donglin? Isn't Dong Lin favored by Long Live Lord because of his ability to serve the dragon? Look at that Mr. Wang who came back here, he is as stupid as a donkey that can only go around in circles."
"Don't talk about him anymore," Kong Yinzhi interrupted, "Uncles, what should we do next? My nephew believes that at this moment, the general who controls the country in Prince Lu's Mansion may be leading Yanzhou Mansion. The officials were sent to tell the eldest son of the emperor what is wrong with our Confucius family."
"We cannot give in to weakness," Kong Shangyi said firmly, "Lu Fan obviously sold us out for their own benefit. If we give in once, we have to give in a hundred times. No matter how they blow from east to west, north to south, we have the support of scholars all over the world. What are you afraid of? Respecting Confucius is a rule set by Emperor Taizu. The country governs the world with filial piety, and the most important thing is the law of the ancestors. I don't believe it, they dare to be tough."
