Like the last family banquet, Zhu Yunwen set up a table in the Provincial Bow Palace, and Ma Enhui set up a table in Kunning Palace, the only difference may be that the number of people at this so-called family banquet is very small.

Zhu Yunwen only entertained the six kings of Di, Luo, Zhi, Lu, Lu, and Bai, and the main purpose of this meal was not to talk about family affairs.

Except for Zhu Di and Zhu Zhi, the other four people were still very nervous before they came, because they couldn't figure out Zhu Yunwen's plans, since they entered Beijing, except for Zhu Yunwen on the day of the military parade, Zhu Yunwen didn't meet any of them at other times, and even refused if they wanted to meet them.

These days, let them stay in Beijing, and don't let them return to the domain, which inevitably makes them have an ominous premonition in their hearts, and they find Zhu Di and Zhu Zhi several times to knock on the side, but these two people don't have a letter, only say that it is a good thing.

Now that he finally met Zhu Yunwen, and seeing the latter's face is quite brisk, Zhu Baike, who almost scared half his life out of the counterfeit money case last year, couldn't hold it back, and opened his mouth before he drank a few rounds of wine.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have been in Beijing for a while, and they have nothing to do all day long, I don't know what your majesty means when they summon the ministers to Beijing this time, and the ministers should go to the soup and fire."

The hall suddenly quieted down, and the other three kings also turned their eyes to Zhu Yunwen, and now their hearts are like cats scratching, Zhu Yunwen can't see through the wind to come out, where is this wine happy.

Zhu Bai is an anxious son, and he lacks the city government.

Zhu Zhi sat next to Zhu Bai, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it, and said with a smile, "What are you anxious about, the family is having a good time, drink first, and then talk about business later." ”

"It's not a big deal."

Zhu Yunwen raised his hand and stopped Zhu Zhi's words, "Since Uncle Xiang is in a hurry, then I will talk about it first." A few days ago, Uncle Liao sold the imperial property. ”

The emperor sold the imperial property?

The four kings who have been unaware of it have all made mistakes, is the emperor's money tight or is his inner money empty?

Zhu Yang is a sycophant, he, who is an uncle, can rush to send women to Zhu Yunwen, and now as soon as he heard this, the opportunity to consciously express himself came, and he immediately stood up, "Your Majesty is a place where you have money, the minister is unbearable, there are still some savings in the house over the years, if Your Majesty needs it, the minister can still make up one hundred or two hundred thousand taels by smashing the pot and selling iron." ”

Zhu Yunwen was happy.

How did these vassal kings know how much imperial property Emperor Taizu left to Zhu Yunwen, except that Zhu Di and Zhu Zhi learned from the emperor, where did they dare to privately check how much silver was put into the treasury every year.

"I sold 56 million taels, Uncle Minwang's family foundation of smashing pots and selling iron should be kept for his own use."

"Five..."

Zhu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and didn't die, his annual income was only 5,000 taels a year, plus at the beginning of the domain, Taizu gave a start-up silver and was not willing to spend it, plus he ate his own military salary, and he recruited 1,000 people from the establishment of 5,000 people of Min Wangwei, and only then did he deduct 120,000 taels, Zhu Yunwen had a mouth, enough to fight for thousands of years.

He smiled right away, "The minister is joking." ”

"Do you know why I'm selling?"

Zhu Yunwen pointed to more than a dozen burning stoves in the hall, "What is burning in this furnace?" ”

"Charcoal."

"This charcoal is not cheap."

Zhu Yunwen sighed, "The palace also has big disadvantages, just say that this province bows to the palace, I arrange a meal, and I will burn ten taels of silver in an hour, and I approve the government in the Qianqing Palace, and it will cost hundreds of taels a day. ”

Shuangxi lowered his head and reported a number, "Two hundred and seventy-eight thousand taels." ”

Zhu Yunwen had a toothache, "Listen, I have an expenditure of nearly 300,000 taels a year in this palace, I feel that I am enough to save, I am reluctant to eat, I am reluctant to wear, even Wen Kui's clothes in the past two years have been sewn by the queen herself, just like this, it is an expense of hundreds of thousands of taels a year, enough to support an army of 30,000!" ”

In these years, one tael of silver can buy two stones of rice, in the early Ming Dynasty, one stone is about 166 catties, two stones of rice 320 catties, converted into modern currency, the purchasing power of one tael of silver is about 650 yuan, 300,000 taels, that is, about 200 million.

"The so-called open source and reduce expenditure, throttling can only ensure that some silver is saved, and only open source can increase the upper limit of income."

Zhu Yunwen snapped his fingers, "In the past year or so, I have lifted the ban on salt and iron, and also liberalized the trade of grain and textiles, and the treasury revenue is gratifying, which shows that it is possible to enrich the country by doing business." ”

Zhu Zhi held his forehead and sighed secretly, he was not wrong at all, Zhu Yunwen is a good hand at everything except being the emperor, and this is about to start a bright future for the vassal kings.

The big guy is more comfortable being a vassal king on weekdays, and when he returns to the feudal country, he is the emperor of the soil, why do you have to pull them to do business, I have no interest, I love to make money, you might as well simply give me all the money, I'll be tired alone, earn some money, and we'll split the account.

Zhu Lu's brain makes money quickly, the emperor will say that he will sell the imperial property, and the emperor will say that he will do business and enrich the country, and he will have a little realization in his mind, "What does Your Majesty mean, do you want to trade this silver?" ”

Zhu Yunwen smiled at him encouragingly, "Uncle Gu Wang guessed right, I do have this intention." ”

After a pause, he said again

"But after all, I am the emperor, how can there be a reason for the Son of Heaven to enter the market, so ah, I have entrusted all the money to the Zongren Mansion, and I want to bother your uncles to help me do this business."

Which big drama is the emperor singing?

The four princes who didn't know what to do looked at each other, and Zhu Bai stood up, "Your Majesty, the ministers won't do business." ”

You say that there is no talent in our old Zhu family, Zhu Di likes to fight, Zhu Quan reads books and asks, Zhu Bai likes to travel, Zhu Lu is busy chanting poems and making opposites, no matter how bad it is like Zhu Zhi, it is also a good hand for visiting Qinglou, everyone's life on weekdays is more moisturized, why do you have to catch ducks on the shelves?

"You can't learn slowly."

Zhu Yunwen smiled slightly, "I can give a policy here." ”

Doing business, even in the future, no matter how strong the ability can never catch up with policy support and grasp the direction of the wind, the latter two are the key to getting rich, there is a saying how to say, standing on the tuyere, pigs can go to the sky.

Isn't there a group of Zhu in front of you now?

The merchants of the Ming Dynasty like to cut the wool of the common people, aren't they also a group of fat sheep to be cut in front of Zhu Yunwen?

Zhu Yunwen has a way to bully them.

"I can't benefit the people, but I'm very interested in the big landlords who are so rich."

Zhu Yunwen smiled, "I entrusted the more than 50 million taels to the Zongren Mansion, and I didn't ask your uncles to help in vain, the annual profits are all from the Zongren Mansion, everyone is a clan, so naturally it is shared with everyone." ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Yunwen glanced at Zhu Zhi, who realized and spoke.

"Brothers, Your Majesty and I have made a budget before, and the annual income of this silver money can reach at least six million taels, and each branch will share the profits, at least one or two hundred thousand taels, which can be worth our forty years of annual income."

In the hall, there was a sudden sound of gasping cold air.