The first wind and rain drifted away

Lantern Festival, night falls, the lights are on, and the whole capital is very lively.

At the northeast corner of Shiwangfu Street, the tall Yangwu Marquis Mansion is lit up to celebrate the Shangyuan Night.

The housekeeper of the Hou Mansion looked at the door, ready to welcome Xue Lian, the Marquis of Yangwu, who had been out for an afternoon, to return to his home.

The sound of footsteps came from the mouth of the alley, and the old housekeeper was overjoyed, and was about to walk down the stairs, but found that the figure in front of him was not his own master, but the little servant of the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion.

"Steward He, may I ask if my Marquis Liu is in your mansion?" Far away, the little guy hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Nope." Steward He shook his head and sighed, understanding that his own Hou Ye must have gone to the waves with his Hou Ye.

If they are together and do not return home for three or five days, this is also a common thing, and there is no need to wait.

Jin Yiwei, Beizhen Fusi Prison.

If you use the Donglin Party's parlance, this is a notorious place.

Especially after Gonggong Wei came to power, the Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't care about anything, and everything was handed over to him.

As a result, the mighty Wei Gonggong started a nightmare that woke up the Donglin party in the middle of the night.

Originally, if it continued like this, it was estimated that in a few more years, there would be nothing to do with the Donglin Party.

It's a pity that after the deity came to power, this edict was unknown.

As a result, the Donglin Party was resurrected with full blood.

However, after Emperor Chongzhen took office, it returned to its prosperity during the Apocalypse.

Lao Wang stood at the gate of the Imperial Prison, looked at the gloomy cell inside, and then strode in without saying a word.

There are no flowers or trees in the courtyard, only a training ground made of loess, and on the east and west sides of the front yard are two rows of ear rooms, in which are stationed the Jinyi guards and the prison guards and the prison guards.

Lifting the curtain to shield the door from the cold wind, the five or six jailers who were baking the fire inside hurriedly got up and greeted Lao Wang.

"Is it quiet?"

Lao Wang's tone was very soft, but with the majesty of the superior.

For low-level officials, Lao Wang has always been untempered.

"Report to the factory duke, Yangwu Marquis Xue Lian has slept quietly, and Anyuan Marquis Liu Zuochang is still clamoring to see the emperor." The jailer on duty sneered and bowed down to report to work.

"All the precautions are in place, can't they be allowed to commit suicide?"

Lao Wang squinted his eyes, pinched his bare chin, and did his best to do every detail.

This is the first civilized case handling in Dongchang, but you can't smash the signboard.

"Please rest assured, the walls are wrapped in cotton cloth all around, and it is impossible for them to hit the wall and die.

Don't look at them making a fuss now, they'll be honest in a while.

Moreover, the brothers inside are also on guard at all times. ”

The jailer laughed and said the arrangement.

Lao Wang nodded, he just asked casually, the little black house was arranged by him personally. No problem.

Lao Wang estimated that when the and urine came, these two Hou Ye, who had been clothed and fed all their lives, would definitely not be able to resist this kind of filthy dripping.

At this time, the fan of the signing room hurriedly came, bowed his head and handed a letter to Lao Wang, "Yuchang Gong, there is a secret performance of Xuanda Jinyi Wei." ”

Xuanda is no trivial matter, Lao Wang didn't dare to slack off, took the letter, hurriedly read it, his face sank, and immediately screamed: "Prepare the sedan chair and enter the palace!" ”

Kunning Palace, the sandalwood is burned in the ding, the light white light smoke is faint and faint, like the catkins in summer, the silk curls out of the slit in the air, and quietly disperses into the depths of the palace.

Yuan Guifei and Empress Zhou were sitting on the phoenix chair, listening to Emperor Chongzhen's business class, which was the future operation of the Ming Imperial Commercial Bank.

The female official Qingge was in charge of the record.

“…… Queen Zhou's words are not true, and they cannot be generalized, and this agency system should also be divided into commodities.

For example, honeycomb coal is a product of people's livelihood, which is related to every household in the Ming Dynasty, and one cannot be allowed to monopolize the operation.

Especially in this capital, with a population of millions, it is too late to make and sell, let alone make a family earn wealth, which is not advisable!

The capital can be divided into several areas, according to the Dongcheng District, Xicheng District, Beicheng District, etc., and two to three distributors are set up in densely populated areas.

Give them the right to produce, let the sheriff supervise the production, and the royal family can divide the money.

The same is true for wine, which can be produced by one agent in one province and one government in Daming, and the royal family is responsible for production.

However, dealing with Mongolian Tatars is a long way away and requires a large number of people to escort them, so a big businessman like Tian Hongyu needs to be responsible.

Ordinary people can't bear it, and they don't have such financial resources and strength. ”

The newly established Daming Imperial Commercial Bank currently has only four products, honeycomb coal, soap, sweet potato wine, clocks and watches, and Emperor Chongzhen explained the operation mode according to the characteristics of the products.

The position of the emperor has no experience, but he can do business, and Emperor Chongzhen is well-informed.

"It's still Tian Guozhang's life, Concubine Tian is here, it's a good time to catch up."

After hearing this, Empress Zhou's eyes casually glanced at Emperor Chongzhen, and her tone was full of vinegar.

"Hey, hey, after that, my queen is here, where did Tian Guozhang come from? You sealed? ”

After talking for an hour, Emperor Chongzhen stretched his waist, shook his somewhat sore neck, and jokingly avoided the topic.

He understood what Empress Zhou meant, Tian Hongyu ate a piece of fatty meat, and she probably wanted her two brothers to get involved.

However, Emperor Chongzhen did not allow it.

People are different, Tian Hongyu ate this piece of meat, it was based on his ability, why can't he eat it?

The two sons of the dead ghost Zhou Kui, sparing their lives is already the limit, and they are finally kicked out of the capital, how can they still be allowed to eat and drink spicy food?

Don't say that these two rotten people are the existing royal relatives and nobles in the capital, and Emperor Chongzhen must strictly control them, and strive not to let them enjoy the benefits of the Ming Imperial Commercial Bank.

The products of the Ming Royal Commercial Bank, in addition to honeycomb coal, Emperor Chongzhen let go of a small mouth and allowed agents to produce by themselves.

For the rest, he intends to monopolize the business.

Moreover, this is his magic weapon to break the class rigidity and reward meritorious soldiers.

In the future, whoever wants to make meritorious contributions, in addition to the normal rewards of the imperial court, Emperor Chongzhen intends to pull them into the common interest group.

For example, the flat-headed brother Cao Wen has made a great contribution, what should I do?

Easy to do!

Enjoy the wine or other products of your family's local regional agent.

So, what should ordinary soldiers do if they have made meritorious contributions?

It's easy to do!

Let one of your family come to work in the Ming Royal Commercial Bank, eat the imperial grain, and I will pay for it.

Under such a reward, Emperor Chongzhen felt that the combat effectiveness of the Ming army had properly risen several steps or more.

Moreover, as more and more soldiers enjoyed the benefits, the class solidification was slowly broken.

In this regard, Emperor Chongzhen had a relatively deep study.

In later life, he saw an interview paragraph and was very touched.

Reporter: What is your ideal?

Sheep herding baby: herding sheep.

Reporter: What are you herding sheep for?

Sheding Sheep: Make money.

Reporter: What are you making money for?

Sheep herding baby: marrying a daughter-in-law.

Reporter: What is the purpose of marrying a daughter-in-law?

Sheep herding baby: giving birth to a baby.

Reporter: What do you do when you have a baby?

Sheep herding baby: herding sheep.

This is the story of the widely circulated sheep herding baby.

Some people see it as a joke, some people see it as an interesting story, some people see it as a joke, and some people see it as a fable.

After reading it, it's okay to laugh, and you may not think about the deep-seated nature behind this story.

The story of the sheep baby reflects the problem of class solidification.

One generation herds sheep, one generation herds sheep; One generation is poor, and one generation is poor; One generation is rich, and one generation is richer.

In a society, after the strata are completely solidified, the convection between different strata stops, which is very scary.

Because in such a society, what kind of person a person will become depends not on his ambition, intelligence and ability, but on the class he is in.

Its horror lies in this sense of powerlessness and hopelessness.

Even if you have great skills, it is better to have a good father in a rice bucket family.

Even if you are beautiful and talented, it is better for other girls to work hard and marry a good family.

Class attributes have become the only evaluation system that demarcates all the relationships between people.

Today's Daming is in such a stage.

If Emperor Chongzhen wants to be a great Ming dynasty for thousands of generations, he must break the class solidification.

And the Ming Imperial Commercial House is a tool for Emperor Chongzhen to break the solidification of classes.

He must let the sheep herder have a chance to gain wealth.

In this way, his offspring no longer need to herd sheep.

Throughout history, the collapse of dynasties is caused by the over-solidification of classes, which in turn leads to the closure of social ecology and knowledge.

Now, Emperor Chongzhen stood at the height of the overall situation and found that the Ming Dynasty was in such a state.

And the Ming up and down, can be roughly divided into several classes.

The first class, Wenchen and Haoqiang, must be eliminated.

They annexed a considerable amount of land and became super-large landowners of a higher level than ordinary landlords, and their every move could even affect the government and the opposition.

For example, the Jin merchants in the north, the salt merchants in Anhui, and the maritime merchants in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

The rulers of the past generations basically extinguished Haoqiang at the first opportunity.

Because, once the powerful and powerful become bigger, and the court can't do anything about them, then this dynasty is not far from falling.

The second class, landlords and literati, should be transformed.

They cannot control the situation in the government and the opposition, they can only control the order of one township and one village.

In more fashionable terms, they are the middle class of the day. The backbone of maintaining the order of social production.

The third class, tenant farmers and displaced people, should be kept stable.

Tenant farmers lost their land and had to rent the landlord's land. After paying the rent, there is not much left, and I have been struggling with food, clothing and poverty, and my life is relatively poor or miserable.

Land annexation is becoming more and more severe, and the big landlords are powerful, and through land annexation, in order to extract more profits, the rents of tenant farmers will be raised.

Tenant farmers can't even afford to rent land to plant, and they will become homeless.

The displaced people were the instigators of the peasant uprising in the Ming Dynasty.

As long as they promised the displaced people that they would have land to plant after the rebellion, there was no need to mobilize them for war at all.

When a society is solidified to the extreme of polarization, to the point where people cannot survive, then there will be people who will not hesitate to destroy the existing established order at the cost of their lives.

In such a situation, Emperor Chongzhen actually needs a hearty purge before the Ming Dynasty can be saved.

Regardless of whether it will cause dissatisfaction or even leave infamy, iron-blooded cleansing is essential.

It's just that with Emperor Chongzhen's current prestige and strength, this is a bit unrealistic, just think about it.

Because, his basic plate is not enough.

And the Daming Royal Commercial House is one of the tools he uses to condense the basic plate.

Only in this way can he quickly grasp bigger and more powers, and then strike a thunderbolt to destroy all demons and monsters.

No way, he's running out of time.

The sword must go off the rails.

Otherwise, Emperor Chongzhen would not be so deliberate, and the dignified Emperor Ming would actually rely on business to win people's hearts and distribute wealth.

Shame on you!

Think about the little emperor of Zhengde back then, how powerful!

At that time, Ming Xiaozong took great pains to balance the forces of various factions in the DPRK and China, and even died of exhaustion.

Zhu Houzhao, the little emperor of Zhengde, took over his father's class in such an environment, and before he took office, he made a group of civil servants suffer a lot.

He knew that if he was going to be the emperor for a day and approve the day's recitals, those civil officials would let him work non-stop.

Sooner or later, he will die of exhaustion like his father, so he will be his own master.

But how could these civil servants listen to him?

Especially those former emperors and ministers, even if he had to row a boat, he could have something to do with his bad work, and he also gave him a five major crimes:

"1. The emperor rode out of the palace alone, without an entourage; 2. The emperor is in the palace; 3. The emperor went rowing in the North Sea; Fourth, the emperor liked to hunt; Fifth, the emperor ate snacks indiscriminately. ”

, a sixteen-year-old doesn't even have this bit of freedom, and he still acts as an emperor of birds?

Zhengde must have heard his father talk about court affairs when he was a child, of course he was unwilling to be someone else's puppet, not to mention that he was still a good martial artist, how could he be played by a group of literati?

To solve this problem, he must take three steps; First of all, it is necessary to have its own people in the DPRK, secondly, to establish a strong opponent for the civilian clique, and finally, it is necessary to control the military power.

Zhu Houzhao's first step was to reuse eunuchs and promote eight eunuchs to control the government, so that they could become a force that could suppress the civil official group.

He did this step very well, and even moved his palace out of the Forbidden City, no matter how opposed you Wenchen, if you were in a hurry, he would let the eunuchs kill him, and at most bear the charge of listening to slander.

I want to be independent, I want to be free, I want to raise my own armed army.

Although it was strongly counterattacked by the civilian clique in the process of implementation, Zhu Houzhao pacified the entire civilian clique at the expense of only one Liu Jin.

and took the opportunity to push his teacher Yang Tinghe to the position of the leader of the civil and official group.

For this alone, Emperor Chongzhen admired it so much that he threw himself to the ground.

To be honest, he is basically learning from the little emperor Zhengde now, and he is also arranged and arranged in this way.

After thinking about it, the little yellow door guarding the door came in and said: "Emperor, the prince asks to see!" ”

There's something urgent!

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Lao Wang to come to the harem to find someone.

"Queen, Concubine Yuan, let's talk another day."

After speaking, Emperor Chongzhen turned around and went back to the Qianqing Palace.

That's his office.

"Emperor, it's moving!"

Lao Wang followed in the footsteps of Emperor Chongzhen, his old face smiled into folds, and he whispered happily.

"It's time to do it, it's time."

In a long sigh, Emperor Chongzhen walked faster.

I'm going to get rich.