"Gu Bingqian, this old dog, really can't look at him with ordinary people's eyes!"

"The promotion of official learning in Beizhili, look at His Royal Highness's posture, he is preparing to make a second ...... Yanshan"

When Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youzhen were discussing the direction of the Ming Dynasty, in a side hall of the Wenhua Palace, Shi Fenglai and Feng Quan were holding tea and talking about party and political struggles.

The two of them sat in the side hall, although they were scolding, their expressions were as calm as water.

Shi Fenglai's focus was the same as Wen Tiren's, and he believed that Gu Bingqian and Gu party officials couldn't stand the killing of Liu Yuyou and Pan Shiliang, and then broke out a party fight with King Qi.

However, the truth gave them a resounding slap in the face, and they could never imagine how reluctant a person who wants to be reluctant can be.

Of course, compared with Gu Bingqian, it is the Gu Party officials under his command who are more reluctant.

If Li Banghua, Xie Xuelong and others from Donglin are killed, or Yao Zongwen and Wen Tiren of the Zhejiang Party are killed, even if the leader prevents him from admitting it, the people below will fight with the king of Qi with the leader.

Everyone knew that it was impossible for the King of Qi to let Wufu come and act against the courtiers, so even if they knew that they couldn't fight the Qi Palace, they still fought to avoid that the next person to be killed was themselves.

But when it comes to Gu Dang, it's better, the people above are poor, and the people below are even more stubborn.

Except when the gentry pushed them, they would refute the edicts of the Qi Palace, and the rest of the time they were like toads, poking and moving.

However, in the face of people like Zhu Youzhen, the facts have also proved that whoever fights against him is often the one who is killed.

"Zhou Yanru will enter at least six departments, so what about Wen Tiren?"

Packing up his mood, Shi Feng came to see Feng Quan, obviously regarding Feng Quan as the think tank of the Zhejiang Party at the moment.

"It's only up to His Highness to see what he does."

In the face of inquiry, Feng Quan had no way on the surface, but in fact, he had many ways in his heart.

It's just that if Wen Tiren ascends to the throne and ascends to the cabinet, what about him Feng Quan?

Everyone wants to go to the pavilion, and he Feng Quan is no exception.

Helping Wen Tiren is hindering himself, Feng Quan can't do such a thing.

He gave an answer, and in order to interrupt Shi Fenglai to continue asking, he changed his tone and discussed the topic of official learning:

"Before this year, the imperial court was up and down the country, but there were only more than 3,000 official schools, and most of them were mastered by the local gentry."

"At present, more than 1,600 official schools have been opened in Beizhili alone, and the original 137 official schools in Beizhili have been merged."

"The people who teach this school are all students who graduated from Yanshan just now and failed to make Enke, and if you use them to train official students, I'm afraid you will ...... in five years."

Feng Quan pointed out that in five years, an emerging interest group larger than Yanshan may emerge.

It's just that in the face of his words, Shi Fenglai said calmly:

"Five years can't become a climate, I have already sent someone to inquire, these official schools are all Mongolian and beginner learning, since it is a beginner, then there should be other official schools to deal with in the future."

"Before uniting with the Qi Palace, the third and fourth schools of Yanshan were split into Shuntian and Yingtian schools, and I am afraid that these people will go to Shuntian and Yingtian to study in the future."

"In this way, it will take at least ten years to study, and this time is also the right age for recruiting students for this official school."

Shi Fenglai mentioned the age and Shuntian and Yingtian schools, but Feng Quan thought about it, but it was also.

At present, the age of admission to government schools is 7 to 15 years old, and the 10-year period represents 17 to 25 years old.

This age is about the same age as most of the students who participate in the imperial examination.

In other words, the current Qi Wangfu is planning for ten years later.

"So, I don't have to worry about them." Feng Quan's thoughts turned and echoed Shi Fenglai, but Shi Fenglai shook his head and said:

"Otherwise......"

"Although the official school in Beizhili this time recruited mainly rural children, it also recruited many children of gentry and nobles."

"However, the gentry and nobles from all sides wanted to donate gold, silver and rice and wheat were refused, and in my opinion, the king of Qi was preparing to reduce the gentry's control over the future officials of the court early."

"You know best why we are involved with the people below."

"King Qi doing this is equivalent to digging the roots of the gentry."

"But they can't help it." Feng Quan frowned:

"The example of the Sichuan gentry is in the past, whoever dares to interfere in the affairs of the Qi Palace, the Imperial Horse Supervisor, will inevitably not escape a dead word."

"What's more, more than 3,000 people in Sichuan Jinyiwei, Yumajian, Xichang, and Dongchang have been liquidated by Lu Wenzhao and Li Yongzhen one by one, and more than 60,000 people are rumored to be assigned to Xiaoxiyang, who dares to follow the tragic situation?"

Feng Quan talked about the affairs of Sichuan, and almost no news was revealed about this matter.

Lu Wenzhao and Li Yongzhen, one for the Imperial Horse Supervisor and Jinyiwei, and the other for the East and West Factory.

Those who served in Sichuan were liquidated, involving more than 60,000 people.

This kind of thing, if it was in the early years, would have been a big deal a long time ago.

However, the Sichuan New Deal and the Beizhili Official New Deal attracted everyone's attention, and only a small number of people noticed what happened in Sichuan.

Feng Quan is one of them, and there are only about a hundred people above the temple who are concerned about this matter, and under the temple, there are also officials from all over the country who have paid attention to this matter.

This matter has put everyone in danger, so in this kind of limelight, whoever dares to stumble on the Qi Wangfu with the gentry is using his own nine clans as bargaining chips.

"The affairs of official learning are very important, and the gentry will not be indifferent, but Beizhili is the place of the nobles, and they dare not speak, so naturally it is not the gentry's turn to speak."

Shi Fenglai came to talk about the official school with a little worry, but Feng Quan sneered: "Xungui? ”

"A group of people who are scared of their courage are how many talents can be pulled out by the clan, and they? Hehe......"

Feng Quan's disdain for the nobles was all written on his face, and although Shi Fenglai saw it, he didn't refute anything.

In their opinion, Xungui really can't support the wall with mud, and Zhu Youzhen has opened Yanshan Academy for Xungui's children to study in the second year of the Apocalypse.

However, from the second year of the Apocalypse to the present, in the eight years, Shuntian Xunguili has not produced a single general soldier, and the highest official position is only a general.

With this kind of ability, honestly waiting for death may be able to bless three generations, if you want to provoke trouble, I am afraid that in the morning, all the nobles will be cut down at night.

It is also because of their inaction that the reform of the official school of Beizhili this time can be so easy.

Shi Fenglai has foreseen that not only Beizhili, but also Shanxi, Shaanxi, Hexi, Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangxi, as well as Liaodong and overseas provinces, these local government and school reforms will be very easy.

The reason is that the gentry and the Tusi rebels in these places have already been cleaned up by Zhu Youzhen in the past ten years.

At present, in addition to Henan and Shandong, Huguang, Guangdong, Fujian, Jiangxi, Zhejiang, Nanzhili and other seven provinces in Beijing are still relatively strong, and the rest of the places are already in the palm of Zhu Youzhen's hands.

Fortunately, these places accounted for three-fifths of the Ming Dynasty's economy and population, otherwise all the officials would have to be regarded as dogs by Zhu Youzhen.

"The matter of official learning is not good for the Qi Palace, the best way is to integrate into them, as the old Fang Pavilion said."

Shi Fenglai always remembered what Fang Congzhe left behind, that is, if the Zhejiang Party wants to live for a long time and turn around, it must be broken up, follow the policy of the imperial court, and at the same time mix sand in the policy.

His words naturally won the approval of Feng Quan, who spared his life, and the two glanced at each other, probably knowing what to do.

Therefore, in the next few days, they kept writing letters back to their hometowns, and these letters were undoubtedly a good opportunity for Jinyiwei, who had a hanging knife on his head, to tighten his hanging knife and show himself.

The first letter was bribed and intercepted before it left Beizhili, and the letter was transcribed and sent to Zhu Youzhen.

When this letter arrived in his hands, he was taking Li Dingguo and Zhu Ciran to inspect the officialdom in Xishan.

Shuntian West Mountain is a branch of Taihang Mountain, called "the head of Taihang Mountain" in ancient times, also known as Xiaoqingliang Mountain, its momentum is like a Tengjiao python, from the west far away to defend the city of Beijing, therefore, the literati of the Ming Dynasty called it "the right arm of Shenjing".

It's just that this time Zhu Youzhen brought people to come not to observe its majesty, but for a matter about the life of the people of the Ming Dynasty.

"Sigh the law ......"

"Whew, this horse is so big!"

When Zhu Ciran's voice sounded, in front of him was a heightened and reinforced wooden fence, and inside the fence was an endless grassland, as well as tall Shire horses and a large group of fine mares.

Although the West Mountain was used by the literati and officials to enjoy the coolness, there is a relatively old horse farm under the mountain.

Xishan Racecourse was established when Xu Da recovered the sixteen states of Yanyun, and then it was operated by the Imperial Horse Supervisor.

However, with the Ming army's successive battles outside the Guan, as well as the establishment of the three Taining Mansions, the horse farms and cattle farms of the Imperial Horse Supervisor have now been relocated to the Daning Mansion and Duoyan Mansion.

There are more than 40 million acres of pasture, enough for hundreds of thousands of cattle and horses to gallop.

As for the original horse farm in Beizhili, it was assigned to farmers and divided into cultivated land.

Of course, it was an ordinary horse farm, and some of the better ones were left behind, and they were used to breed royal horses.

The Xishan Horse Farm was also used to breed imperial horses, but this situation ended with the arrival of Xu Xiake last year.

The 300 royal horses of the West Hill Horse Farm were relocated and replaced by 10 Shire horses and 200 mares, as well as 10 large white pigs and 200 native sows.

One to thirty, this is a reasonable match made by the Imperial Horse Supervisor according to the notes left by Xu Xiake.

There are dozens of breeding farms like them, and Zhu Youjian came this time to observe the breeding of these livestock.

Of course, after a brief look, they still need to go south to the armament yard.

However, compared with the Armaments Institute, Zhu Ciran and Li Dingguo are currently observing two creatures, horses and pigs, respectively.

The two stood behind the fence, one in front of Zhu Youzhen and the other behind Zhu Youzhen, facing in both directions.

Zhu Ciran was looking at the tall Sharma, while Li Dingguo was looking at the fat British white pig.

This may seem like a strange scene, but it represents the focus of both parties.

When Li Dingguo saw the big white pig, he felt that if this kind of pig could be bred on a large scale, the people would be able to eat cheaper meat.

It's not that he has a high vision, but when the British white pig and the Ming local white pig stand together, the picture is too shocking.

The British big white boar is 5 feet 5 feet long, 4 feet 6 feet long, more than 3 feet tall, and weighs more than 500 catties.

Looking at the big white pig in Daming next to it, not to mention the body length and chest circumference, the weight of 223 catties alone makes it only half the size of the big white pig.

Once such a large white pig is successfully bred and fully promoted, the problem of eating meat for the people can be alleviated.

Of course, more importantly, this kind of big white pig can be bred once every three days on average, and the time from pregnancy to production is less than four months, and the weight can reach 180 catties after six months of birth, and 234 catties after ten months.

This growth rate is faster than that of the native pigs of the Ming Dynasty, the upper limit is also high, and the reproduction rate is also faster.

For example, right now, Wang Chengen is praising Zhu Youzhen for the big white pig.

"Your Highness, this big white pig was put into the slaughter in April last year, and the second generation of baby white pigs will be bred in September."

"This little white pig doesn't grow as fast as the big white pig, but it's not much worse."

"According to the estimates of officialdom pig craftsmen, the little white pig can fatten up to about 200 catties in one year, and it can fatten to more than 400 catties in two years."

Wang Chengen said, his face also showed pride, looking at the hundreds of pigs, and a heroic feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

"How many little white pigs are there in the second generation?"

Zhu Youzhen does not have Wang Chengen's heroic feeling in his eyes, he only cares about the breeding and promotion of pig breeds.

"This kind of pig is easy to get sick, and Xishan Horse Farm has only bred more than 1,300 heads, and they have all been sent to other officialdoms to breed, and the second generation has also begun to breed the third generation."

"At present, in the officialdom of Shuntian Mansion, there are more than 97,000 second-generation little white pigs."

Wang Chengen's words made Zhu Youzhen chin slightly, and it turned out that his memory was not wrong.

It only takes a few hundred breeding pigs, tens of thousands of breeding sows, and a few years to breed tens of millions of small white pigs.

As long as the officialdom is fully promoted, and then the people are allowed to follow the breeding, then the full promotion will only take about ten years.

At present, there are nearly 100,000 little white pigs, even if there are only 30% of the breeding pigs, but these 30,000 pigs only need more than half a year to breed hundreds of little white pigs.

Of course, the premise of this calculation is that the sow and feed must keep up.

Therefore, Zhu Youzhen looked at Wang Chengen: "The sows and feed in the officialdom can keep up, right?" ”

"Keep up!" Wang Chengen nodded: "At present, the officialdom is all over the north and southwest, and overseas, with a total of more than nine million pigs. ”

"In addition, the liquor department has more than 7 million catties of mash grains sent to the feed mill every month, and the 1,900 feed farms in the national dynasty can produce 9 million stone of feed every month, which is just enough to raise them."

Wang Chengen expected the output and quantity of the feed farm, and Zhu You frowned after listening:

"How many people are employed in the feed farm right now?"

"One ranges from 300 to 400 people, employing more than 720,000 people in total." Wang Chengen shook his heart and said:

"Under the great drought, the price of hired workers is cheap, twenty wen per person per day, according to what Your Highness said, four hours a day."

"The feed of this feed farm, while satisfying the officialdom, can sell more than 20 million stone feed to the people every year."

"Can feed farms be expanded or increased?" Zhu Youzhen is not satisfied with the number of workers employed in the feed farm, because hiring workers is to solve employment and ease land annexation.

"This ......" Wang Chengen paused, embarrassed:

"Your Highness, this is already good, the total grain output of the dynasty is less than 1.7 billion stones, and at most more than 600 million bran."

"Feed farms account for 20% of the market, has made the price of bran rise 10%, if the feed farm expands, then the people ......"

Wang Chengen did not continue, but the reason was simple: in the end, there was not enough food, and in order to feed the huge number of poultry and livestock in the officialdom, the feed farm had to buy more bran.

Bran is the feed for livestock and poultry on weekdays, but it is collected by the feed farm, and the people cannot afford to raise livestock and poultry.

It is not possible to make a larger number of farmers suffer in order to increase the number of jobs in the feed farms.

Unless the imperial court can solve the problem of bran production under the total amount of grain, it is better not to act rashly.

"By increasing the production of mash grains in sake breweries, sake can be produced in the major vassal states and feudal states......"

After listening to Zhu You, he also knew that he couldn't move the bran, so he told Wang Chengen to use mash instead of wheat bran.

After explaining, he looked at Sharma and asked, "How is the cultivation of this big horse?" ”

"It's a little tough, it's too big, and many of the horses have some difficult births." Wang Chengen shook his head, and then reported:

"The end of this month coincides with the birth of the second generation of horses, and there are currently more than 12,000 horses pregnant, but I don't know if 6,000 horses can be born successfully."

"Horses are not better than pigs, they are pregnant in November, and they can only be mated three years after birth."

"According to the words of the master horsemakers, it will take at least four generations and 12 years to breed more than 3 million large horses, and the big horses after four generations may not be as big as they are now."

Wang Chengen wanted to say more, but Zhu Youzhen interrupted him:

"Don't care, cultivation is, how much is cultivated, and if the grassland outside the customs is not enough, it will be cultivated in Nanzhou."

Daming's native horses can only cultivate one or two acres of land a day, while Sharma can cultivate three acres of land a day.

Three million Sharmas can cultivate 870 million acres of arable land in the Ming Dynasty in three months.

Of course, the farming time is not that long, but Daming can also continue to train Sharma.

It takes decades to train tens of millions of horses with the vast Nanzhou.

Of course, if Da Ming can further get a tractor, then there is no need to train Sharma.

It's just that technology is not something that can be made if you want to do it, it takes time and inspiration, and this inspiration can be a few days, or a few months, or a few years.

In short, before it was invented, Daming could not stop the breeding of large horses.

"Take care of it......" Zhu Youzhen didn't comment too much, but turned around and left.

Zhu Ciran and Li Dingguo saw Zhu Youzhen leaving, and immediately followed, while Wang Chengen looked at these two and couldn't help but shake his head.

As far as he is concerned, Li Dingguo is fine, but Zhu Ciran is really not right.

He also heard that His Royal Highness had asked the emperor to let the three princes go to the official school to study.

However, from Layue to now, the emperor has not made a decision for a month and a half, and the registration date is closed.

From this point of view, it is obviously impossible for the three princes to go to the official school.

Although Wang Chengen also thought that it was unseemly for the prince to study official studies, he always felt that his Royal Highness's words were not missed.

If the prince is not allowed to study in the official school, maybe Zhu Youxiao will regret it in the future.

"Cheng'en, how many employees does the Imperial Horse Supervisor have right now?"

Zhu Youzhen walked in front and suddenly asked, and Wang Chengen immediately replied when he heard this:

"The feed farm is 720,000, the Huangdian is 330,000, the officialdom is 320,000, and the shipyard is stable 390,000, totaling more than 1.76 million people."

"What about the imperial court?" Zhu Youzhen didn't stop, walked towards the gate of the racecourse, and kept asking.

"The ...... of the imperial court" Wang Chengen did not answer directly, but thought about it for a while, and then said:

"There are more than 30,000 people in the city, 370,000 in the inspection department, 350,000 in the soldiers and horses, and 620,000 in the government service......"

"There are a total of 270,000 people in the four divisions of salt, wine and tea mines, 60,000 in the government and academic departments, and 120,000 in the financial department, and if you add up, it is 3.55 million people."

"Three hundred and fifty-five...... Zhu Youzhen muttered, and at the same time walked to the door of the racecourse.

The Xiao cavalry guard and the brocade guard at the door were already ready, Zhu Youzhen took off his shoes before getting on the car, waited for the carriage with a length and width, and sat back on the main seat, Zhu Youzhen said:

"Counting the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies and the hundred officials, as well as the hired workers in various places who work for relief, it's almost seven million, right?"

"Back to Your Highness, it's like this......" Wang Chengen sat in his place and responded.

Zhu Ciran and Li Dingguo leaned against the window on the left side of the side, whispering, as if they were talking about Sharma and the big white pig.

Compared with these two children who have no troubles, Zhu Youzhen is relieved.

At present, the household registration on paper of the Ming Dynasty is 140 million, of which 25 million are local natives from Yingzhou, Jiaozhi and Jiugang.

Even counting them, the people who were directly employed by the imperial court also accounted for one-twentieth of the population of the Ming Dynasty.

This twentieth of the population is followed by a family, so in fact, the imperial court controls a quarter of the population.

It seems that from this point of view, there is no much resistance to checking the world's household registration fields.

It's just that when you really want to make an inventory, I'm afraid that a lot of resistance will pop up.

Zhang Juzheng spent ten years, and later generations spent thirteen years, and Zhu Youzhen wanted to investigate, so he had to make complete preparations to investigate again.

The affairs of the small western ocean must be settled, the troops must be withdrawn, and the northeast must also be settled, and the same must be done in the southwest and in Burma, as well as in Uszang on the plateau.

The Quartet was pacified, more than ninety percent of the army was withdrawn, and nearly 800,000 troops, millions of soldiers and horses, inspection departments, and more than 500,000 officials were used to conduct a thunderous inventory.

More than 2 million people came out to count a large group of 140 million people, and nearly 100,000 people were assigned in each province.

Zhu Youzhen didn't believe that under such strength, the gentry could still play any tricks with him.

The only thing he needs to pay attention to is the corruption of Yanshan officials, and he has to clean up the corrupt officials in Yanshan as much as possible within three years, and then conduct a census of the population and cultivated land.

Although the banks of the Financial Department cannot be promoted in one go, it is not impossible to start from the north and from the north.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhen said to Wang Chengen:

"Let's go to the Armaments Institute, and send someone to tell Li Changgeng that the Financial Department will start after the official school opens, and it will be implemented on a pilot basis in Beizhili for the time being."

"Slave and maid receive ......"

Wang Chengen obediently responded, and Zhu Ciran, who was also in the carriage, suddenly lit up when he heard the armament courtyard, and his strange eyes seemed to be thinking about something interesting......