When he arrived at the Weaving Bureau, Sun Jin led Yu Xinwu straight to the study, and he didn't greet him with tea, but walked to the cabinet by himself, looking for something. Yu Xinwu was a little embarrassed, sitting or standing.

I saw him holding a stack of thick account books and putting them on the bookcase, looking at Yu Xinwu quietly, and he didn't speak.

"I don't know Boss Sun...... What does this mean? Yu Xinwu was even more strange.

"There is no third person here, Yu Futai, so I dare to say it, these account books can't even be read by the governor of Zhejiang!" Sun Jin said with burning eyes.

"Then I won't look at it." Saying that, Yu Xinwu stood up and walked to the door. This Boss Sun is very strange tonight, and he doesn't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd.

"I didn't let the adults see it." Sun Jin sat on a chair, pointed to the account books on the bookcase, and said, "It's just that there are some things I want adults to know, for the sake of adults, and for the sake of despicable people." It's just a little selfish. I'll tell you later, whether you agree or not, it's up to you. ”

Yu Xinwu stopped and looked at him quietly. Sun Jin must have something to say to himself when he did this, but he is just a newly appointed prefect, not to mention that he has already offended Shangguan's subordinates before he arrives, and he is a workshop owner of a weaving bureau, does he need to be so respectful to himself? Besides, Sun Jin can be called a wealthy landowner in Hangzhou, but his life is not very luxurious, according to his own observations, he actually likes to drink white water; This really doesn't match his status.

"So be it!" Sun Jin picked up one of the account books and flipped a few pages in a hurry: "Don't look at me, adults, just pick the most important ones in the past two years, read me, just read it to myself, adults have the right to not hear it." Then he looked at it carefully, and then read aloud:

"In May of the sixteenth year of Wanli, the new silk has been on the market, and in June, the Nanjing, Suzhou, Jiangnan Weaving Bureau rushed to weave 100,000 pieces of high-quality silk, and all of them were sent to the Inner Court Needlework Bureau; In July of the 16th year of Wanli, Yingtianbu political envoy Yamen and Zhejiang political envoy Yamen complied with the edict of the two provinces to purchase 50,000 horses of fine silk, 150,000 horses of medium silk and 200,000 horses of Songjiang fine cotton cloth with 3.3 million taels of silver from the two provinces, and sent them to the Ministry of Industry of Beijing to prepare for the emperor to reward the officials of the vassal kings and the envoys of the foreign domain; In October of the sixteenth year of Wanli, the Nanjing, Suzhou, Jiangnan Weaving Bureau negotiated with Western merchants to negotiate a silk trade of 200,000 horses, equivalent to 2.2 million taels of silver, and all of them were sent to the Inner Court Division. In November, the Nanjing, Suzhou, Jiangnan Weaving Bureau once again negotiated with Western merchants about the trade of 100,000 pieces of silk, equivalent to 1 million taels of silver, and was ordered to send it to the Inner Court Needlework Bureau", said here, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Yu Xinwu, who was listening with his ears pricked up, and aggravated his tone: "Note: There is no need to enter the account to the household department!" ”

Yu Xinwu stood up in shock! Is the Weaving Bureau crazy, and is the Inner Court crazy? In the sixteenth year of Wanli alone, silk alone cost nearly seven million taels of silver! My Ming Dynasty's annual tax is only less than 40 million taels! Why does the inner court want so much silk? While crying to the imperial court, Zhejiang could not collect taxes, and on the other hand, it wantonly embezzled and embezzled, regardless of the difficulties of the people's lives and the financial predicament of the Ming Dynasty. He suddenly understood why the Zhejiang government had to go to great lengths to oppose the change of rice to mulberry, because this was cutting off their financial route, if the price of grain was raised to fifty stone per mu, thirty stone per mu, then they would at least lose millions of taels of silver!

Sun Jin didn't look at him, but picked up another account book, and his tone was still calm: "In February of the seventeenth year of Wanli, he received the edict from the celebrant supervisor to the edict that the silk produced in Zhejiang should be sold to the Western merchants in that year, and all the 120,000 pieces of silk stored in the previous year were sealed, and the silver obtained by the new silk produced this year was 500,000 horses, and the silver must be escorted to the household department to make up for the shortfall." In March, he took over the ceremonial supervisor and transferred an edict to reward 10,000 horses from Shen, the wife of Zhu Yidao. ”

When he read this, he was on the roof, with his ears against the brass pipe, and the fast spy who was listening carefully couldn't help but tremble, and the two of them looked at each other, and they ignored Sun Jin's last sentence with tacit understanding.

"That's all there is to it!" SUN Jinhe. "It stands to reason that Nanjing, Suzhou, and Hangzhou are three weaving bureaus; Yingtian, so many workshops in Zhejiang Province produce silk every year, as well as cotton cloth in Songjiang and other places, if half of it is used in the national treasury, it can also meet a quarter of my annual expenses in the Ming Dynasty. ”

"You...... Tell me why? Yu Xinwu was completely stunned, he couldn't understand why Sun Jin would say so many things to a person like him who met in Pingshui, so many things that he shouldn't know.

"Don't think too much about it, adults, I just said a little selfishness, I just want to make a friend of adults." The smile on Sun Jin's face couldn't tell what he meant: "Last night, the governor of the yamen announced that I would accompany the adults today to learn about the situation of Jiangsu silk, and at that time I didn't expect to say this to the adults. After talking about the piano and music, I knew that the adult was the one who was proficient in music and rhythm, and Yu Gongzi, such a scholar, was on the Caoyun wharf, but he knew that the people knew and spoke for them. I remember that Su Dongpo was imprisoned because of the Wutai poetry case, and Renzong wanted to kill him because the Empress Dowager Xuanren said a sentence: Destroy the master and save his life. How many ancient poems have been left for our descendants. Yu Futai is not me complimenting you, I don't want you to be involved in such an officialdom whirlpool, which will damage our Sven vitality in Jiangnan and cut off my Ming Dynasty's back road" Speaking of this, Sun Jin's eyes suddenly burst into a fine light, and continued: "You Yu Futai can still maintain a trace of clarity in the turbidity of the officialdom, and leave a trace of kindness, and make good poems, you really shouldn't come to Zhejiang." ”

Yu Xinwu heard what he said so lofty, and so pushing, he couldn't help but feel a bosom friend again, and said unconsciously: "What does Mr. Sun mean to do with me?" ”

Sun Jin smiled and waved his hand: "What is the officialdom in Zhejiang, there is Yang Gonggong here in the Weaving Bureau, and these words should not be said to me." Since the so-called white head is like new, and the cover is the same, since my lord is willing to recognize me as a friend, then I will say a few heartfelt words. ”

"Mr. Sun, please say yes." Yu Xinwu really couldn't hold back, tonight Sun Jin spoke like a cloud, but everything was to the point, plus he was the first person to put a high hat on himself in Zhejiang, and it didn't hurt to listen to it, see what he wanted to say.

"Hurry up and let the victims of Chun'an and Jiande sell their fields, no matter what method they use!" Sun Jin stood up and stared at Yu Xinwu Dao with both eyes: "Finish the matter as soon as possible, and then the adults will find a way to leave, and transfer back to Jingshi or other provinces!" Don't worry about it anymore here in Zhejiang. ”

"What did Mr. Sun say about this?" Yu Xinwu immediately stood up: "Are you asking me to agree to the governor's yamen's proposal to let the victims sell their fields for eight stones and ten stones?!" ”

"Ready to fly!" Sun Jin immediately received the message: "If you don't follow this bill, it will be very difficult to change rice to mulberry this year." At that time, the first thing the court will ask is an adult! Even if Lord Chen of the cabinet is your mentor, it will not be of the slightest use. ”

"If this is the case, the court will not call me here," Yu Xinwu's attitude immediately became excited, "The reason why someone put forward the dilemma of reform and revitalization in the imperial court is to solve the country's difficulties and relieve the people's difficulties." Thank you, Mr. Sun, for telling me the inside story, but if I ignore thousands of people because I know the inside story, then I will inevitably take my future too seriously to someone! ”

Sun Jin was not angry, but laughed: "Lord Yu said that it sounds good, you don't understand the truth; To put it mildly, you are a scholar. ”

"Oh? I don't know where Mr. Sun started with this statement? Yu Xinwu's face began to look ugly.

"Adults only know that if the people sell their fields, they will have no livelihood next year," Sun Jin walked closer to him, "Why can't you think about the big silk households, who will plant so much silk in a year after buying so many fields?" By whom to weave? ”

Yu Xinwu was stunned for a moment.

"Just like many landless people now, they all live by renting the fields of large households, where will people starve to death? In the same way, the rice fields have been changed to mulberry fields, and people have to be planted, and people have to be harvested, and people have to raise silkworms, and in the end, they have to rely on a lot of people to weave silk - in the process, in order to increase the number of looms, workers are also needed; The newly added looms also need weavers to work. Sun Jin said with a smile: "My lord, think about it, this year's disaster victims sold their own fields, and next year they will be hired by large landowners to plant silkworms and raise mulberries." If a man does not die, his food will not be cut off. I, the Ming Dynasty, will not watch my people starve to death because they have no land of their own. ”

Yu Xinwu gradually calmed down, lowered his head, thought about it, and said slowly: "According to Mr. Sun's statement, next year, those big silk families who bought fields will be the victims who have no fields this year?" ”

"Lord Yu, you don't know how to farm yourself," Sun Jin said with a smile, "Don't go to those millions of acres of mulberry fields for the disaster victims, who will plant them?" ”

"Will it be like renting a rice field and sharing it with Sannon?!" Yu Xinwu asked.

This question stopped Sun Jin. The answer is yes, since the fields of the large households are rented, a considerable part of the harvest will be handed over to the large households.

"At that time, there will be too many people who don't have land, and they are all vying to rent the fields of large households, and if the landlords raise the rent, 3728, or even 19, the people will rent or not, will they plant or not?" Yu Xinwu continued to ask.

This time it was Sun Jin's turn to have nothing to say. It is true that there are too many people who have no land, and even if it is 19 points, there will still be people rushing to rent seeds, but at that time, there will definitely be a situation of starvation.