The "Zhu Yihai" that King Lu talked about is the younger brother of Zhu Yipai. Twenty years later in the real history, the Qing army went south to ravage Yanzhou, Shandong, Zhu Yipai hanged himself in the palace, Zhu Yihai escaped by hiding in the pile of dead, inherited the title of King Lu, and the southern scholars and generals packaged as the prisoner of the Ming Dynasty, continued to resist the Qing Dynasty, and died of illness on Kinmen Island, Fujian.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu stared at Zhu Yipai in front of him, this Zhu family clan member who was later a miser in the Qing records and refused to use the palace assets to reward the defenders for defending Yanzhou, after three years of contact, he clearly felt not so unbearable.

Lu Fan, the old and the young, has a good foundation for ideological work, and he must be more clear about what he says.

Zheng Haizhu didn't cater to the jokes of King Lu Zhu Shouhong, and resolutely swept away the relaxed atmosphere in the hall, and his tone became more and more heavy.

"The heirs of the Lu clan are lush and handsome, which is a great thing for Fu Xi Ruixi. But in the past, the sages had a cloud: be prepared for danger in times of peace. Thinking about the eve of Jingkang's shame, isn't Bianjing City also rich and prosperous? As a result, the Jin soldiers stepped on the iron horse, and thousands of people from the Zhao and Song royal families were captured, even the married clan women were not spared. Now, the Jiannu chieftain Nurhachi, who claims to be a descendant of the Jin Kingdom, announced his ambition to destroy the Ming three years ago. Even if Fushun was frustrated, the Tartars were still able to hook up with the Mongol tribes and make a detour to plunder Xuanda, which shows that they are by no means as petty as the southwestern barbarians or the pirates of Jiajingye. If the border army is short of pay, and the Xifengkou is broken by the Tartars, they can go to Beijing every day, and they can come south along the canal, the king, the little highness, the so-called lips and teeth are cold, if the Beijing division falls, the more prosperous Yanzhou is, the easier it is to become the second Bianjing City! ”

Zhu Shouhong squinted, his gaze sinking on the roses blown down by the spring breeze outside the hall.

Only when he heard the last sentence "the second Bianjing City", his white eyebrows moved.

"Mrs. Zheng, if the imperial court is really short of pay to this point, I, Lu Mansion, the coal dug up in the west mountain in the north, and the goods sold by the sea in the east, after turning into silver, I am afraid that the faster it comes, the faster it goes, right?"

The king was half right. That's right, long live the Lord is already clear, the Ming household department wants to collect more land endowments, but it is no longer enough to increase the field endowment, and it is necessary to levy a large commercial tax. Moreover, this commercial tax is not only the tax of the canal banknote and several customs, but also the residence tax of the local commercial bank, which was the case in the Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties. But if Lu Fu opens this head this time, there are mines in western Beijing, and there are ports in Denglai, and the mining taxes and commercial taxes paid are compared with the rich gains, what is the value? What's more, the king is so wise, and His Royal Highness is so wise, he must also see why the Lord wants to move the Confucian Mansion. ”

"It's the gentry of Shandong Province." Zhu Yipai, who was beside Zhu Shouhong, said bluntly.

The corners of Zheng Haizhu's mouth relaxed, and he replied dryly: "Not only Shandong, but also Jiangnan." Not only beating, but also asking them to clear the acres of land that they had forcibly occupied or received contributions. Also, Nanzhili, Susong Liufu, Zhejiang, Hangzhou, Ningbo and other places are the most prosperous business names, if they don't collect business taxes, wouldn't they fatten the staff and poor the treasury? So, how could Long Live Lord only stare at Shandong? ”

She pushed the skylight open to this point, and Zhu Shouhong's uncle and nephew already knew it.

After Zheng Haizhu said goodbye, Zhu Shouhong said to Zhu Yipai: "San Lang, you said, this woman pounced on the bowl of our Lu Mansion at the beginning, but now look, is it auspicious or evil?" ”

Zhu Yipai said: "I heard that Banzai just sent a eunuch to King Fu of Luoyang, and he directly asked for silver. ”

"Hehe, what do you mean, our Lu Mansion has made friends with the Zheng family, or we have made the right friends."

"Uncle Wang, Zheng's herself, in our Yanzhou Coal Mountain, has what shares she said, and in the past few years, let that Kong Youde in Liaodong get people over, and nothing has gone wrong. Besides, she just mentioned the commercial tax, and she Zheng Zihao bought and sold silk cloth tea porcelain in Nanzhili, but she had already done it in the capital, and she had to pay the commercial tax. Therefore, the nephew wanted to come, she was not purging the Long Live Lord to clean up the clan, but really because, she had fought the Tartars several times in the north, and she didn't dare to underestimate those Dongyi, so she wanted to help the Long Live Lord get more military salaries. ”

Zhu Shouhong was silent for a long time, and finally chuckled: "San Lang, there is no Yangtze River in the north of our Yanzhou. Regardless of whether Zheng is a friend or foe to us, she has a sentence, which is quite good. ”

"Is it the phrase 'the second Bianjing City'?"

Zhu Shouhong nodded: "The conditions set by the Zheng family for the Long Live Lord sound benevolent and righteous, then our Lu Mansion must also have the appearance of a clan." San Lang, you go to that girl tomorrow and say, we, Lu Fan, will inform the prefect of Yanzhou and give 200 dumps of land to relieve the hardship of Taicang's lack of silver. Second, in our domain, silk, clay pottery, cotton cloth, and wine can be sold to the sea, if the imperial court allows my Lu Fan to set up a tooth shop in Dengzhou, in addition to the ship, the Lu Fan is willing to pay taxes. ”

Two hundred dumps of land property, compared to the 20,000 tilts obtained by Zhu Changxun, the king of Nafu, although it looks drizzling, but if it is stripped out of the scope of tax exemption of the clan and returns to the rules of paying field taxes, the true color of the tax can be paid to the imperial court in a year, which is about five or six thousand taels of silver. If the bulk goods of the merchants are not exempt from duty, there will be no shortage of silver.

Lu Fan loosened his mouth slightly, and 10,000 taels of silver could enter the household department, and even when Zhang Juzheng was the most able to collect money for the imperial court, the silver that the Daming Tai warehouse really collected every year, all the inputs, were all counted, and it was only four million taels.

The key is that as soon as Zhu Shouhong's posture swings, Zheng Haizhu will go to the Confucian Mansion with heaven and soul to be powerful, but it will be much easier.

Zhu Yipai leaned over to Zhu Shouhong and said, "My nephew understands. Uncle Wang doesn't have to worry, his nephew will also settle the accounts with the Zheng family more carefully, don't teach me that Lu Fan really suffers. ”

……

On the third day of Zheng Haizhu's completion of the lobbyist mission, another person in her planning also arrived at King Lu's mansion.

"Are you...... Sister He? ”

In the public office of the palace's foreign affairs, Zhang Dai's father, Shi Zhang Yaofang, the governor of Lu Mansion, saw the middle-aged nun brought in by Zheng Haizhu and identified it with a little hesitation.

"Sir, it's me." Sister He thanked the Zhang family for treating her well, and later in Songjiang, when she encountered an unjust case, it was Zhang Dai who found Zheng Haizhu to help her clear her name, so after she saw the old advocate Yaofang, she had to bow down.

Zhang Yaofang hurriedly stopped: "No, the son of the sect wrote that you are already the master of the Songjiang Temple, and we are no longer the master and servant in the world." ”

Zhang Yaofang instructed the messenger to look at the tea, and looked at Zheng Haizhu inquiringly.

Zheng Haizhu explained his doubts: "Mount Tai is not only respected by Taoism as a fairy mountain, but also respected as a Buddha country by the Buddha, when I met Jingchen Shitai in Songjiang, I heard her mention it, I want to go to Mount Tai to see." ”

Sister He also said: "Master, Taishan Lingyan Temple, together with Nanjing Qixia Temple, Dangyang Yuquan Temple, Tiantai Guoqing Temple, and known as the 'four famous temples in the world'. Mrs. Zheng has a heart, a few years ago, she only listened to me, and now she even asked a domestic servant to bring me here. ”

This time, Hua Er and Chen Sanni, the intelligence officers who were sent to Songjiang by Zheng Haizhu in advance, told Sister He their true purpose, and the master who had received Zheng Haizhu's life-saving grace and was willing to contribute to the elimination of Buddhism, agreed to follow the intelligence officer to Yanzhou, meet Zheng Haizhu, and listen to her instructions.

The rhetoric on the surface is what she and Zhang Yaofang said.

And the officials of the Ministry of Rites, after receiving Donglin's instruction, stared at Zheng Haizhu to visit the Shandong Qi Party, and did not take it to heart the old nun sent by her servant, who only went to Mount Tai with friendship as a companion.