Zhu Yuanzhang didn't dislike it, he picked an unstable chair nearby and sat down, swayed slightly, Hu Weiyong hurriedly held it, Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the upside-down teacup again, and was grabbed by Chen Ji, and he didn't stop it, and said calmly:

"Chen Ji, it's our negligence, the people of the world regard rice as their life, but they have changed to mulberry hemp, which is endangering the lives of the people in the world, of course, this is our fault, now we will return the taxes to them, I hope they can adapt to the time and plant the crops for us."

Chen Ji lifted the hem of his skirt and knelt down with a puff: "Your Majesty's grace is as good as ever, and the people of Jiangsu and Zhejiang are grateful for Your Majesty's kindness!" ”

Hu Weiyong nodded, as if he thought of something again, "Your Majesty, the taxes in arrears before should not be exempted." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang also knows the stakes of it, and grace and power must be used at the same time.

"What do you think?"

"The minister thought that he could use silk, cotton and linen to pay offset, and he could also delay it for a few years, but the minister thought that it could not be pardoned for no reason."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded in acquiescence and did not add.

Chen Ji was overjoyed, within three years, the taxes of Jiangsu and Zhejiang would be collected, and the people were afraid that the imperial court would not forgive the mistake of standing on the wrong side at the beginning.

When he walked to the door, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly turned his head and looked at Hu Weiyong: "Find a decent house for Chen Ji." ”

Chen Ji knelt on the ground, tears kept falling, and finally he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Your Majesty's grace... The ministers have no merit, and they are sincerely afraid..."

After Zhu Yuanzhang left, Chen Ji got up trembling and knelt towards the palace again, the old woman told him that the emperor had left, but Chen Ji sighed:

"I'm grateful to the prince, why do you think Your Majesty will visit here?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the palace, a decree came out from the Fengtian Palace, cutting two-tenths of the Tianfu in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and handing over the silk in excess of the number of gifts.

This will was given in a hurry.

Without waiting for the early dynasty to discuss, Zhongshu Province hurriedly drafted a will to go to the provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, which shows the urgent determination.

When the news came out, Zhu Biao was taking the older vassal kings to sit in Wenyuan Pavilion to listen to the lectures of the Great Confucian, and the auxiliary official Wang Zuo came to report with an edict.

Zhu Biao felt that for the first time, his political views were valued by Zhu Yuanzhang, and he was extremely excited, "The old amount is seven buckets and five liters per mu, and if it reaches four buckets and four liters, it will be reduced by two-tenths, this is what my father said?" ”

"Your Majesty said it!"

But soon, Zhu Biao was silent again.

"What else does the prince have to worry about?"

Zhu Biao shook his head with some emotion, and began to worry about the fate of the officials in the world, he asked the six auxiliary officials of the East Palace, all of them Chen Yan enjoyed a lot of money, but their expressions did not say so.

Zhu Yu put down the book in his hand, "The people of the world are poor and wealthy, and they give money to hundreds of officials, which is something that the eldest brother can't do!" Even if there is enough food and clothing in the world, this is impossible to do! ”

Hearing this, Zhu Biao's eyes were gloomy and he didn't refute it, but thought it was true.

"Brother, instead of worrying about the officials, it is better to think about the harvest of the people, their lives are more miserable than those of the hundred officials, and when the second brother returns to Beijing, you can ask about the Western Tour."

Iron is the primary productive force.

The people did not have sturdy agricultural tools, the soldiers did not have sharp swords, and there was no way to talk about the strategy of governing the country.

However, the official resistance is not in the economy.

And in Zhu Yuanzhang.

He didn't want to be forgiven, and it didn't help if he said that the sky was broken.

In the thirteenth year of Hongwu and the twentieth year of Hongwu, the officials were changed twice, but the result was ...... The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were stunned, what was even more infuriating than this was that they didn't dare to smash the official hat on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, saying that Lao Tzu was gone!

However, Zhu Yu thinks that life should be more worried about than Yu Lu, right?

For lunch, the princes ate with relish in Wenyuan Pavilion, and Zhu Biao handed the meat in his bowl to Zhu Rong, who was very unappetizing.

"The master often said that when the king must have strong self-control, every time he goes to the court to deal with the government has to be busy until sunset, the eldest brother does not think about tea and dinner because of a little thing, how can the world stop at this one? How to be a good prince in this way. ”

Don't talk nonsense, when did the old man say that?

Song Lian, who was sitting on the side, hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, turned his head to look at Zhu Biao, and nodded with a smile: "The prince has a great mission, and only by taking care of his body can he realize his ambitions." ”

Zhu Biaoji listened to his teacher's advice and picked up his rice bowl as he spoke.

Zhu Lian doesn't like Song Lian, because Song Lian always gives people the feeling of acting according to the principles of the sage, and he is well-versed in the past and the present, but he stays at the level of memorization and quotation, and does not realize his own truth.

Unlike Wang Shouren.

Know how to be flexible, think something is wrong, dare to refute the words of the saints, and verify even the teachings of the saints yourself.

After the banquet, Zhu Rong returned to his royal courtyard, walked in the door, the flowers and plants were re-trimmed, the windows were bright and clean, and the house was spotless.

This is the king's courtyard?

Dong Yi stood at the door, as if he had done his duty.

Walking into the room, the bath water was also prepared, and Liu Jiu, the dog, was in charge of the yard, and it was well organized, and there was no need for Zhu Rong's orders.

No wonder the mother is so happy with her!

Dong Yi always followed Zhu Yu and whispered:

"Just now, Shang Sleep's slave family reported last night's incident, and I didn't say a word."

"The queen mother and the concubine said that they wanted to find a family affair for His Royal Highness, but they were afraid of ...... It won't be long before it is hidden. ”

"I have to report to Shang Meng tomorrow."

Dong Yi is a clever woman, and she knows that this matter can only be decided by Zhu Rong.

In later generations, the behavior of intercourse is considered inappropriate, but it can be magnified that three wives and four concubines are a matter of course and even light, which is to add people to the family.

Even people like Liu Ji and Song Lian are not exempt from vulgarity.

In the palace, there are too many women like Dong Yi.

Zhu Fan always likes to go to the harem, because the palace maids there are more beautiful than the other, and among them are lucky, they are lucky to be honored by the emperor and become a concubine overnight, and if they are unlucky, they can only serve until they are old and yellow, and they are driven out of the palace.

If you want to save them, you have to let go of most of the palace maids.

However, this time Zhu Yu made a bold decision and asked Liu Jiu to rent a carriage to send Dong Yi to Shicheng Gate and open the curtain:

"This king doesn't like to force others, going out from this door is Jiangning County, you have to leave only this one chance, you go."

"Slave ......"

Dong Yi's head went blank.

At the beginning, Shang Yu asked her to train Zhu Rong, she complained in her heart, and even resented Zhu Rong, but after some contact, she actually had a strange feeling for Zhu Rong.

At first, she thought that Zhu Rong was a gentleman, but the facts broke her cognition, especially Zhu Rong still had a delicate face.

Her home was raided and she left the palace, how could she survive as a weak woman?

Zhu Yu saw her hesitation, "If you follow this king, you may not be able to enjoy Qingfu, maybe you will fall into the streets one day." ”

"The slave is not leaving."

"You know the rules in the palace, and this king is not a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, you regret it now, and there is still a chance." Zhu Yu kindly reminded.

Dong Yi finally knew what that strange feeling was, and she didn't want to leave Zhu Rong's side.

Tonight, there was a slight couch shaking sound in the Zhu Yu room.

Lasts until the second half of the night.