"Do you have a way?"

After Zhu Yunxi was surprised, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes!

This guy is a well-known old yin, and for normal people's headaches, it doesn't matter to him!

"How many ...... it?"

When Yang Shiqi heard this, he didn't even call a good guy in his heart, he didn't think of a way, this old man opened his mouth!

"Dare to ask Lord Zhang, what tricks do you have to prevent a million slaves from rioting?"

Zhang Zongjun groaned slightly when he heard this.

"For the time being, there are three methods: upper, middle and lower."

"The next strategy is to divide the millions of people into a scale of about 100,000 people, let them disperse the construction in different road sections, and then gradually disperse them when the overall project is almost done."

Zhu Yunxi nodded when he heard this, he had thought about this method just now, but it was more suitable for the construction of railways, rather than dealing with the current construction of naturalized industrial zones.

After all, the construction of industrial zones can only be gathered together, but it is difficult for a huge project of millions of people not to happen.

"Where's the middle strategy?"

"The middle strategy is to capture some nobles and let them help manage the alien slaves."

"As long as we control the nobles and their families, they will naturally have a way to let their fellow clans work for us!"

Yang Shiqi's eyes lit up when he heard this, isn't this just razing with razing!

"High!"

"Your Majesty, Weichen thinks that Lord Zhang's method is very good, and now we happen to have a lot of Mengyuan and Chagatai slaves who have not been settled, so we just pick some nobles from these two places and let them lead this group of slaves for us."

"In addition, General Lan has also captured a lot of slaves in several big victories, as long as we follow Lord Zhang's law, we should be able to let them work for us honestly!"

Zhu Yunxi asked quietly when he heard this.

"What's the best policy?"

Zhang Zongjun smiled bitterly when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, the cost of the best policy is too high, and it's the same whether you say it or not."

"Tell me, maybe I can handle it?"

"The best policy is to give enough food, enough treatment, and then give them a household and let them work with hope."

"Only in this way can they burst out with the greatest enthusiasm for work and create more wealth for our Daming!"

"But the cost is so high that it's very difficult to just feed them, let alone get them to eat well......"

Zhang Zongjun has been staying in the cabinet, helping Zhu Yunxi to deal with the government, and he is well aware of the current financial situation of the Ming Dynasty.

In general, there is no shortage of silver in Daming now.

Years of opening up sea trade have earned Daming a lot of gold and silver.

But gold and silver are only currency, and they cannot replace eating, drinking, and wearing. In order for gold and silver to have real value, there must be enough food and cloth.

Therefore, in recent years, the minting of currency in the Ming Dynasty has always been hindered by agricultural and industrial output value, and it does not dare to mint too much currency, for fear of causing inflation and causing greater problems.

These problems were also learned after he went deep into the government and often discussed them with His Majesty the Emperor.

Otherwise, before this, he never thought that too much money in the court was a bad thing.

Just when Zhang Zongjun thought that the best strategy was out of play, he suddenly heard Zhu Yunxi say such a sentence.

"It shouldn't be difficult to eat just to be full......"

"Your Majesty, are you serious?"

"Even if we have a train, we can directly transport rice from Jiangnan to Guihua City, but have you ever thought that the grain production in our Jiangnan land is limited, even if you count the rice from Vietnam, India and other places, it is not enough!"

"And the rice of Vietnam and India still has to support Jiangnan, otherwise Jiangnan's industry will have to be suspended......"

Zhu Yunxi made a gesture of calm when he heard this.

"Don't ...... in a hurry"

"I just said that it's not difficult to eat well, but it's hard to eat well."

Zhang Zongjun rolled his eyes when he heard this, and muttered.

"It's not easy to eat enough!"

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly.

"Zhang Zongjun, have you forgotten that we still have a potato?"

Zhang Zongjun's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, are you saying that the potatoes have been successfully planted?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded.

"Almost!"

"This year, the people of Jiangnan have planted a lot, and the yield should be very rich, but the people of Jiangnan have been accustomed to eating rice since ancient times, and the demand for this thing should not be very large."

"We can buy it in the name of the imperial court, and on the one hand we will use it as grain for the people of the Northland, so that they can plant it in large quantities next year, and on the other hand, we will use it as rations for the slaves, so that they can eat from it."

Zhang Zongjun stroked his palms and exclaimed when he heard this.

"That's a great way!"

"We can also plant more of this thing in the land of the Hetao, and in the future, we can even use this thing to conquer the Western Regions!"

Zhu Yunxi discussed the details with Zhang Zongjun and others, and immediately finalized a series of decrees such as the requisition of potatoes and the requisition of slaves.

Nanjing Household Department.

Chen Zongli, the head of the household department, received Zhu Yunxi's latest will, and he only felt dazzled.

"The household department collects potatoes at the price of one penny and one catty, and the number is not limited, and the more the merrier."

Chen Zongli repeatedly confirmed the signing and confirmed that this was really an order issued by His Majesty the Emperor, so he hurriedly came to the small courtyard next to the Forbidden City to report to Lao Zhu.

"Your Majesty, the big thing is not good, His Majesty the Emperor is going to toss around again!"

Lao Zhu was hiding in the courtyard to read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms script, and suddenly heard this and hurriedly jumped down from the chair.

"What's wrong!"

"But what's wrong with our eldest grandson!"

Chen Zongli stepped forward and hurriedly comforted.

"I didn't ...... Your Majesty just issued a new decree to let ...... Let the household department collect the potato ......"

Lao Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Alas!"

"Isn't it just a potato, look at you in a hurry!"

"How much?"

"Back to the emperor, Your Majesty, he didn't say it, he just said that the more the merrier!"

"This ......"

Lao Zhu was also shocked when he heard this.

Daming has now started wars in several places, although there is no strong enemy at sea, as long as the fleet drives over, it is basically a warm welcome to the Ming Dynasty. But on the mainland, it is really at war with the Timurid Empire, the Golden Horde and several other great powers.

Moreover, it is still a stage of strategic stalemate, and there may not be results in three or two years.

However, this grandson suddenly expropriated so many potatoes, there must be another big move!

Isn't it going to be another war with someone else?

"Someone, send a telegram and ask the grandson what he wants to do!"

"No!"

Not long after, the telecommunications office sent back Zhu Yunxi's detailed plan, and Lao Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief after reading it.

"It's fine!"

"This rebel grandson just wants to build a bigger workshop, and nothing should happen!"

"You just do as he commands!"

"No!"

Lao Zhu sent Chen Zongli away, so he was not in the mood to read, so he took Qin Deshun and a few guards and quietly walked out of the small courtyard and went to the Jinyiwei Prison to find the old thirteen.

Zhu Gui was imprisoned in Beizhen Fusi since he beat himself, and he hasn't seen an acquaintance for a long time.

When he suddenly saw Lao Zhu walking into the yard, the grievances and resentment accumulated in his heart poured out all of a sudden, and he hugged Lao Zhu's thigh and cried bitterly.

"Father!"

"The son is guilty of capital crimes, please ask the father to give the son the death of the son, woo woo woo ......"

Lao Zhu looked at the skinny old thirteen, and he also had mixed feelings in his heart, and his hatred for the rebel grandson was +99.

"Old Thirteen, you are suffering......"

"Father, the son deserves it, if it weren't for the reckless behavior of the son and the plundering of military rations without permission, Your Majesty would not punish me......"

"I ...... I really can't stand it, beg my father to let me die, wow woo woo woo ......"

As soon as Lao Zhu heard Zhu Gui crying so sadly, his father's heart came up.

"Fart!"

"How can we be willing to let you die!"

"Besides, your eldest nephew didn't say that you should die!"

Zhu Gui cried when he heard this.

"Then why has he been locked up for me, he didn't even let me go out to kowtow to you on my father's birthday, he just wanted to lock me up for the rest of my life and put me in this prison!"

"This ......"

Lao Zhu really couldn't explain this, he sensitively felt that the eldest grandson must have his own arrangements, but he couldn't ask, so he could only wait for the grandson to say it himself.

"Alas!"

"You change your clothes and move to us from today, but don't show off, don't contact the old people, just be a guard for us first!"

Zhu Gui was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Really?"

"Is my father going to let me out?"

Old Zhu glanced at this stupid son.

"Nope!"

"You are still nominally in Jinyi Guard, but we lack a guard by our side!"

"Oh oh oh, got it......"

"Son, let's go change clothes!"

On the day Lao Zhu brought Zhu Gui out of Beizhen Fusi, Zhu Yunxi knew about it.

But he didn't say anything, just asked Erhu Haosheng to take care of Lao Zhu and Zhu Gui, and continued to work on his century-old plan.

After Lao Zhu took Zhu Gui back to his residence, in addition to urging him to study every day, he took him out to watch operas, listen to music, or inspect workshops and factories in various places in his spare time, so that he could see the rapid changes of tomorrow.

Under Lao Zhu's suggestion, Zhu Gui has become a lot more stable in both temper and personality, and has added a lot of new knowledge.

At the very least, he knew how many steps it takes to turn a pile of ore into steel, and what advanced processes are involved in the process.

Moreover, through these travels, he gradually knew the gap between himself and Zhu Yunxi.

"Father, the son seems to understand......"

"Got what?"

"I understand why the eldest nephew looks down on us uncles......"

Lao Zhu sneered when he heard this.

"It's okay, it's not in vain our hard work!"

"Do you still hate your eldest nephew?"

Zhu Gui shook his head when he heard this.

"Don't hate!"

"Father, in fact, the sons have never hated the eldest nephew, not before, and will not have it in the future."

"It's just that seeing Daming's current strength, my son ...... in his heart How can I say it......"

Lao Zhu saw that Zhu Gui was stuck for a long time, and suddenly said two words.

"Lost?"

Zhu Gui nodded like a chicken pecking at rice when he heard this.

"Yes, yes!"

"It's just a little bit lost!"

"I feel like I've been left behind too far and can't catch up if I want to!"

"When the son and the royal brothers were thinking about the little in the fiefdom, the eldest nephew's eyes had already skimmed over the land and looked at the other side of the sea!"

"Compared with the eldest nephew, those of us who are uncles are really short-sighted and unambitious......"

"It's not too much to scold us!"

Lao Zhu nodded with satisfaction when he heard this.

"It's good that you can have this awareness, but it can't be said that it's all waste, at least your second brother has a very high vision now."

"Oh?"

Zhu Gui has looked down on his second brother since he was a child, and always feels that his second brother has damaged the royal face, and he even earns a woman's money.

Now that he suddenly heard his father praise his second brother like this, he felt quite unhappy.

"Father, what you say ......"

Lao Zhu interrupted Zhu Gui's words and just took him to a place.

"Look here!"

Zhu Gui looked at the plaque on the door, and saw that it read "Golden Continent Immigration Department", and the signature was Zhu Zhang, His Royal Highness the King of Qin before the Ming Dynasty.

"Father, this is ......"

"This is something your second brother made up, and we didn't pay attention to him if we were ashamed of him."

"It is said that he has recruited tens of thousands of Ming people, and as soon as the monsoon comes, he will follow him to sail to the Golden Continent to dig for gold!"

"This ......"

When Zhu Gui was dumbfounded, King Qin in the Golden Continent Immigration Office warmly received every person who came to sign up, and made a wish to them on the spot.

"Villain Sun Mazi, meet His Royal Highness King Qin!"

"Can you read?"

"The villain knows a few words a little and can read through a thousand words!"

Zhu Fan got up from his chair excitedly when he heard this.

"Oh, there's a great talent!"

"Since you have such a great talent, then the king will make you a civil servant, and be responsible for registering the register for the king!"

Sun Mazi kowtowed with a thousand thanks when he heard this.

"Villain, Your Highness Xie for reuse!"

"But the villain has something to ask first, how much does His Highness plan to pay the villain a month?"

"Ten taels of silver a month in Daming, wait for us to go to the Golden Continent, ten taels of gold a month!"

"Huh?"

Sun Mazi's eyes were about to pop out when he heard this, he never thought that King Qin was really so generous here, even a crooked melon and cracked date like him could get such a high salary!

"His Royal Highness the King of Qin is above, and the villain Sun Mazi is willing to die for His Royal Highness!"

"You go to the scribe to report and get the hundred household signs."

"No!"

Zhu Fan sent Sun Mazi away and continued to meet with the crooked melons and cracked dates who came to work.

It's not that he doesn't want to recruit some high-level talents, it's just that he can't recruit with his current reputation!

Now he just wants to fool tens of thousands of people to go to the Golden Continent with him as soon as possible, and then build an empire of his own!

As for talent...... I can only wait until I get over there and slowly cultivate.

Fortunately, he brought a lot of gold and silver from the Golden Continent this time, so he had the start-up capital to recruit troops.

After Sun Mazi received his waist card and 100 household clothes, he just wanted to return to his hometown to be rich and pretended, but was stopped by the guards of King Qin.

"Stop!"

"If you enter the immigration office, you can't leave, you can leave if you want, you have to take off this clothes and leave this waist tag to leave!"

Sun Mazi asked puzzled.

"Why?"

"Aren't we a hundred households now, why can't we wear this?"

The guard snorted coldly.

"This is the official uniform of the hundred households of the Golden Continent Country, and it is only good over there!"

"Huh?"

"It turns out that this official uniform is not Da Ming's!"

"Then let's be a fart hundred, let's not do it!"

Sun Mazi took off his official uniform angrily, and put his waist card on the ground again, and after coming out of the Immigration Department angrily, he was still angry, and he also "spitted" heavily towards the sign of the Immigration Department.

"Phew!"

"No wonder the lame man at the head of the village is reluctant to come, dare to love this is a liar's nest!"

(End of chapter)