The old emperor noticed Zhu Jianfeng's reaction, and subconsciously looked at Zhu Jingyuan, and then saw Zhu Jingyuan's very ugly expression.

After a short period of doubt, the old emperor turned his gaze, looked at Zhu Jianfeng and asked:

"Lao Jiu, there is a bill related to labor remuneration that was proposed by Jingyuan, when you discussed and formulated, did you ask Jingyuan's opinion?"

At this moment, Zhu Jianyan, Zhu Jingyuan, father and son, plus Zhu Jianfeng's uncle, the three of them were taken aback at the same time.

Zhu Jianfeng was a little panicked suddenly, because he didn't expect to encounter this kind of problem, why did he need to consult Zhu Jingyuan, a big child, for this kind of thing?

But this bill was indeed proposed by Zhu Jingyuan, and it stands to reason that the person in charge should indeed consult him, but does this make sense?

Now facing the old emperor's questioning, Zhu Jianfeng quickly sorted out his thoughts:

"Qiqi father, the son did not consult Jingyuan's nephew, because the son considered that Jingyuan's nephew had not yet started training.

"I don't know the lives of the people and the grassroots people, and I can't give a valuable reference just by imagining.

"Erchen went to consult the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Construction, the Ministry of Water, the Ministry of Communications, the Ministry of Commerce and other engineering, commerce, and construction-related yamen.

As well as a number of Lang Zhong and the principal, Erchen also inquired about the accounts and workers of the consortium.

"Erchen thinks that he has done a comprehensive enough investigation, and the amount of labor remuneration given is in line with the actual situation."

After the old emperor got the answer, he didn't react directly, and patiently listened to Zhu Jianfeng's explanation before turning his face to look at Zhu Jingyuan:

"Jingyuan, your ninth uncle didn't consult your opinion yesterday, so now you can talk about it yourself."

Everyone at the scene, including Zhu Jianfeng himself, looked at Zhu Jingyuan with a brush.

Most people are a little puzzled, why do they have to let Zhu Jingyuan express his opinion?

What can the half-grown children who grew up in this palace think about the labor remuneration of the workers at the lowest level?

Zhu Jianfeng was also very strange, but he was not too nervous, ready to see what opinions Zhu Jingyuan would put forward.

Ideally, he would come up with a little bit of a simpler idea.

For example, how can the income of the common people be so low, how can a person live with a single dollar of silver, how can he support 8,000 workers with his own money, and so on.

Then he stood in the position of his elders, told him the cruelty of reality, told him about the suffering of the people, and then encouraged him on the surface.

In fact, it made his father and everyone really realize his naivety.

Then, Zhu Jingyuan spoke:

"Uncle Jiu, I would like to ask you, what do you refer to to the minimum labor remuneration of this monthly consistent money?"

Zhu Jianfeng breathed a sigh of relief again, he had prepared for this kind of question in the early stage, and he really asked about it, rather than making a plan randomly:

"It's true that I know that the lowest level of apprentices who don't have any skills are paid every month.

"The officials have carefully investigated and collected data, if Jingyuan's nephew doesn't believe it, he can go with me to check the ...... after the early dynasty."

Zhu Jingyuan nodded lightly when he heard this, and at the same time immediately asked:

"I believe in Uncle Jiu's data, but I don't understand why Uncle Nine chose to use this number as the minimum labor remuneration standard set by the imperial court?"

Zhu Jianfeng didn't mean Zhu Jingyuan, and the ministers around him didn't understand it, and they all felt that this question was nonsense.

Why use it as the minimum pay, because it is the lowest pay!

Zhu Jianfeng felt that Zhu Jingyuan was messing around, but at this time, he had to show his maturity and stability, so he patiently explained:

"Because the data I investigated is the lowest labor remuneration that does exist among the people of the Ming Dynasty, does Jingyuan's nephew find it hard to believe?"

When the old emperor heard this, he instantly thought of some of the words in the holy words of Emperor Shizu, and immediately came back to his senses, and then looked at Zhu Jingyuan with expectant eyes.

Sure enough, Zhu Jingyuan spoke again:

"Does the Ninth Uncle still remember a question recorded in the Sacred Words of Emperor Shizu, what is the rule of inaction?

"Emperor Shizu said that some people like to eat sweet zongzi, and some people like to eat salty zongzi.

"But the imperial court can't come forward to ask for it, and the whole country can only eat sweet zongzi, and it can't ask the whole country to eat salty zongzi.

"It is also not possible to stipulate that northerners can only eat sweet zongzi, and southerners can only eat salty zongzi.

"You can eat sweet zongzi, salty zongzi, and meat zongzi can also be eaten, don't talk about this kind of nonsense.

"If it is not necessary, do not add new laws, it is to rule by inaction.

"Uncle Jiu, what do you think is the point of marking the lowest salary we found and informing the whole country?

"What is the difference between this and the new law of nonsense issued by the imperial court that says that both sweet and salty zongzi can be eaten?"

The ministers and princes at the scene suddenly understood, this was saying that what Zhu Jianfeng was doing now was useless.

The operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the record is zero bar five.

Regardless of how many files were investigated, inquired, and summarized before, and how authentic the data you found was, according to the standards of Emperor Shizu, they were all in vain.

People don't care about the data itself at all, and directly veto the meaning of your work itself.

The point is that you can't argue with it yet.

Zhu Jianfeng also understood, and immediately became a little frizzy, and at the same time asked a little puzzled:

"But the establishment of the minimum labor remuneration standard is a proposal put forward by Jingyuan yourself, and now you yourself say that it is meaningless?"

Zhu Jingyuan, who had recovered the memory of later generations, was a little disgusted with the data that Zhu Jianfeng took out from the beginning.

Looking at his reaction now, I am sure that he really didn't understand it at all, so he asked a little unceremoniously:

"Then you asked me, why do I have to set a minimum wage for labor? Have you asked me what I think about your proposal of this standard? ”

Zhu Jianfeng was born in this era, and the education and information he received made him unaware of what the problem was.

In addition, I found that this junior's attitude had changed, and he was no longer as deferential to himself as he was earlier, and he began to accumulate anger in his heart.

While Zhu Jianfeng's tone became harsh, he also instinctively threw the pot back to Zhu Jingyuan again:

"Then Jingyuan, tell me yourself now, what is your purpose, and why do you ask for this nonsense law."

Zhu Jingyuan took a deep breath, didn't look at Zhu Jianfeng again, turned his face to the emperor, and then bowed his hand to the surrounding ministers, and finally said loudly:

"My purpose is to get the royal family, nobles, merchants, and elites to give some resources to the most basic living security for the lowest workers.

Because this part of the group struggling to survive is the group that is now endangering the society, and it is the potential followers of Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong.

"I want you to give them a bite to eat, a piece of clothing to wear, and a place to live, so that they don't make trouble anymore, and don't be bewitched by Li Zicheng again.

"In this way, the internal situation of the empire can be stabilized, so that the wealth of our Ming Dynasty can be passed on, and the wealth of you and your relatives and friends can continue to be inherited.

"The ancestors before Emperor Shizu didn't grasp this degree, so they gave Li Zicheng a chance, are you ready to give him another chance now?

"If you don't want to give them another chance, then now everyone has to take out the money together and appease the poor people together.

"The imperial court sets a reasonable minimum labor remuneration standard, and then as long as everyone abides by it together, it is a fair sharing of the money, and you can use less money to achieve this purpose."

The Wenhua Hall was already quiet, and Zhu Jianfeng opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Although everyone's positions and tendencies are different, their mentality at this moment is very similar.

Why do you have so many twists and turns in your head, a half-grown child? Is this something a fifteen-year-old should be thinking about?

The point is, what are you going to do yourself, can't you just say it before?

Or do you think in your heart that the things you are talking about are things that everyone should understand?

We didn't understand it before, doesn't it seem that we are very stupid?