As March draws closer, there is not much time left for the imperial court to promote the cultivation of cotton.

Not all regions are suitable for planting, and according to the distribution of cotton-producing areas in later generations, they are Xinjiang region, Yellow River Basin cotton area and Yangtze River Basin cotton area.

The capital is located in the cotton area of the Yellow River Valley, and the Gyeonggi region can encourage cotton planting, so Zhu Youji decided to start with the Wuxun group.

Since the founding of the country, although their military talent is inferior to that of the next generation, they attach great importance to their family business and have long evolved into a large landowner.

This group of martial artists is born as if they are high, no matter how poor their military talent is, but once they can enter the military and political system, they will definitely be directly awarded high positions, and they can also directly participate in the country's major military decision-making.

Like the enthronement congratulatory table sent by the little prince last year, claiming to be the "Great Khan of the Great Yuan", the British Duke Zhang Mao took the initiative to put forward the opinion at that time that he did not care, as long as their envoys were not very rude, the court still rewarded them according to the old practice.

This is a peculiar phenomenon of the Ming Dynasty, Wuxun, who has never led troops to fight, only relies on blood, and as a result, he controls tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops, but he is far from even meeting the standard of "civil war expert".

However, when it comes to annexing land, they are not inferior to others.

They have been holding the Yulu prescribed by the imperial court for generations, although these Yulu do not seem to be outrageous now, but they are undoubtedly the richest group of people in the early Ming Dynasty.

Like the traditional concept of the Chinese people, they like to buy land in a big way when they have savings, so many martial arts families have a large amount of land.

For example, the name of Xu Yongning, the Duke of Dingguo, is 500 hectares, and the name of Zhu Yi, the Duke of Chengguo, is 1,000 hectares, and most of them are fertile fields.

After the advance notice of the eunuch, at the very moment today, a group of nobles entered the palace to face the saint.

Due to some special circumstances in the Wuxun group, such as Xu Yongning, the Duke of Dingguo, has gone crazy, Zhu Yi, the Duke of Chengguo, served as the garrison of Nanjing in Nanjing, and now the British Duke Zhang Mao has been ordered to sit at home and wait.

The princes or speakers of the various princes of Hongzhi Tern entered the palace, followed the little eunuch from the Xiyuan Gate, and came to the newly renovated Heart Cultivation Hall next to it.

Under the light of the morning sun, the newly repaired Heart Nourishing Hall looks golden.

Funing Marquis Zhu Yong and other nobles are the first time to see this new hall, looking at this palace that seems to be in the picture of lakes and mountains, they are also envious and jealous.

Liu Jin personally brought people in from the Yangxin Gate, but instead of bringing them to the main hall of Yangxin, he led them to the imperial study located in the east.

The front hall of the imperial study is very spacious, and according to Zhu Youji's design intention, the inner area is built with a loft, and the upper loft is an important place to store books.

"Bow down to St. Ann!" When Zhu Yong, Marquis of Funing, and other nobles saw Zhu Youzhu in the attic, they immediately knelt down respectfully.

Zhu Youzhi was choosing books in the attic, but he didn't plan to take the initiative.

There has been no new development in the last assassination, but judging from all indications, the biggest suspects are still this group of martial artists.

Guo Yong stood on the edge of the dragon chair below and responded: "Bow down! ”

"Your Majesty, is this book of war suitable?" Qin Conggui also came here to help find a book, but he respectfully presented an ancient book.

When Zhu Youzhu saw that it was a book on military training, he conscientiously flipped through it.

At present, if we want to strengthen the army, we need not only armaments, grain and grass, but also scientific training methods, and we also need to train more military personnel through the Jingwei martial arts.

It's just that most of the current military books are extensions or annotations of Sun Tzu's Art of War, and many military books talk about war on paper at a specific time and place, but they give him a sense of lofty ambition.

No matter how fanciful these military books are, it is not credible to use infantry to win more with less, and to be able to wipe out everyone with just one strategy.

Zhu Youzhu is not a person who likes fantasy, and when he saw that this kind of book about martial arts training was systematically writing about training physique, courage, and camp, he suddenly had the feeling of finding the right book.

Guo Yong faced dozens of Wuxun and several important relatives who came to him, so he conveyed the holy will and said: "This is the five-year plan for the revitalization of the cotton industry that the household department has just sent. ”

Zhu Yong, the Marquis of Funing, and Zhu Fu, the prince of Chengguo, silently exchanged glances, took the plan sent by the eunuch, and some people also took the opportunity to observe Zhu Youji, who was standing on the attic and flipping through the book.

Zhu Youji, who is only eighteen years old, no one dares to treat him as a young man anymore, and has grown into an emperor that they are afraid of.

Everyone has a copy for each person, but looking at the content on the plan, many people can't understand it at all, and even a few straw bags Wuxun can't even recognize the words.

They may be able to read the book of war and talk about the way of the sages to govern the country, but they have no clue at all about this economic science, and they don't even understand what the five-year plan is about.

Guo Yong has been standing in front of them, and because of his high position, he is condescending and can see their reactions clearly.

Some people are taking a closer look, and some people have obviously taken the opposite, but many people have just glanced at it and perfunctory.

Wu Xun didn't pay as much attention to the rules as Wen Chen, and several Wu Xun felt that this plan was boring, but they talked about it loudly here.

Zhu Youzhu was looking at the book of military training, but he saw that the method was still too general, and it was better to write a book by himself than to be more practical, but when he heard the voice below slowly getting louder, his face couldn't help but sink slightly.

Cough!

Guo Yong always remembered that there was the Son of Heaven standing above, and he originally wanted to speak later, but when he saw the unruly appearance of these martial artists, he couldn't help coughing heavily.

"Gonggong Guo, what does Your Majesty mean by calling us here, you just say it!" Zhu Yong held himself on to his military merits, so he asked directly.

All the martial artists are close in-laws, and when they saw Zhu Yong taking the lead in expressing their position, they quickly formed an alliance, and they all looked at Guo Yong and Zhu Youzhu above.

Guo Yong saw that these relatives were unwilling to take a closer look, so he simply summarized: "Your Majesty has decided to vigorously develop the cotton industry in the Ming Dynasty, and the Ministry of Industry will next transform the production efficiency of spinning machines and looms, and the Ministry of Household will also encourage the people to build weaving workshops and dyeing workshops, and then it will definitely usher in a golden period of development of the cotton industry." This time, I called you here to invite all the lords to participate. This spring ploughing is imminent, please ask each lord to grow a variety of cotton, so that the cotton production in Gyeonggi can increase this summer, and then each lord can also build its own weaving mill and dyeing workshop to respond to the imperial court's plan to develop the cotton industry! ”

"It's not ...... nonsense"

"Ahem......"

"I see, but ...... The Ancestral Lord is not allowed to do business! ”

Fuyonghou Zhu Yong almost said something that should not be said, but fortunately, Chen Huan, the Marquis of Taining, next to him, reminded him in time, and Zhu Fu, the prince of Chengguo, pointed directly to the core tunnel.

Although the imperial court's restriction on nobles and officials from doing business has long been a dead letter, it has always been a clear rule after all.

Now Zhu Fu is unwilling to ignore Zhu Youji's call, which was originally reduced to a dead letter, but it is a weapon for this prince to block the Son of Heaven.

"The Ancestral Lord is not allowed to do business?"

Although Zhu Youzhu was flipping through the book, his ears could naturally hear the reaction below.

In fact, he has no ill will towards these martial artists, after all, he is the lord canonized by the Ming Dynasty, and the court should be gracious. It's just that the nobles who are "inferior to civilian officials and military generals" are not as good as civilians and generals to lead the army, which is seriously inconsistent with their own concept of strengthening the army.

If Zhu Yong's perversity still has some confidence in military exploits, this prince of Chengguo is actually smart and even moved out of the ancestral system to argue with himself.

If I remember correctly, this Chengguo Gong lineage not only opened the city gate to welcome Li Zicheng in the end, but also persuaded Li Zicheng to enter, which is simply a shame for China.

Liu Jin and Jia Conggui both heard the disrespect of the martial artists below, and couldn't help but silently turn their heads to look at these nobles, while Qin Conggui's eyes cast a fierce look at Zhu Fu.

"Yes, the little grandfather is right, we can't violate the ancestral system!"

"This kind of a few acres of cotton is okay, but it is not appropriate to build a weaving workshop and a dyeing workshop!"

"If Your Majesty insists on this, then you must declare the world, and we can follow it!"

……

The British Duke Zhang Mao did not come, but the young and vigorous Zhang Lun came, and he also had a grudge against Zhu Youji, and immediately supported Zhu Fudao, the prince of Chengguo.

Although the Wuxun Group was afraid of Zhu Youji, it was already dissatisfied.

Jingying has always been the private land of their Wuxun group, and it has always been them who carved up this piece of sweet cake, but now almost all of them have been dismissed.

Not only has their income been greatly reduced, but their influence in Beijing has decreased significantly.

Originally, they could still rely on the influence passed down from generation to generation to control many high-ranking generals in Beijing, and they always had a decisive influence in Beijing, so they were able to encourage the battalions to make trouble last time.

However, after the assassination incident, the 12th Battalion once again ushered in a great purge, and the generals they had promoted earlier were either demoted or had defected.

Especially after the emperor introduced the competition mechanism, the 12th Battalion was no longer the army they were familiar with competing in the background, but dared to fight bravely, and those thorns who had been hit by them took the position one after another.

Such a 12th military camp is not to say that they are obedient to their orders, even if they are approaching now, they are greeted by a pair of indifferent eyes, and now they have already served the eunuch and the Son of Heaven in front of them.

Now Zhu Youzhi wants to use their financial resources to develop the cotton industry, not to mention that they will not try this kind of unsafe trade at all, and they are also resistant to all the methods of this emperor.

It was precisely because of this that what they were most willing to see was that the emperor would hit his head and bleed, until they finally found that it was wise to hand over the Jingying to their martial arts.

Zhu Youzhu felt the hostility of these martial artists, and noticed that Qin Conggui's gaze was not good, so he said meaningfully: "Have you written down all their words today?" ”

"The slave has written it down!" Qin Conggui was slightly stunned at first, and then reacted.

Zhu Youzhu didn't understand why the history books always liked to tout these unsuccessful feats, but after being in contact with these martial artists for a long time, he found that these people were really not smart or could only play a little clever.

Not to mention that many martial arts are already up to standard, but they can't even read big characters, and this prince of Chengguo Mansion, who thinks he is smart, simply gave himself a stick.

Guo Yong didn't expect these martial artists to make a fuss about the ancestral system, so he said lightly: "The weaving workshop and the dyeing workshop can be discussed later, but spring plowing is imminent, and this is a good period for planting cotton." The Ministry of Industry has prepared cotton seeds, if you can't buy them in the capital, you can buy them from the Ministry of Industry. Your Majesty means that planting cotton is not only loyal to the country, but also conducive to the income of various lords, so I hope you can plant more! ”

"There is a shortage of grain in this capital, so you don't have to worry about selling it if you plant it, but this cotton thing may not be there!"

"Even if our Hou Mansion doesn't eat rice grain, the tenants below also have to eat rice grain!"

"Since Your Majesty has spoken, then the Chengguo Mansion should get fifty acres to plant cotton!"

"Well, that Benhou also has to support His Majesty's decision, but he doesn't have the family background of the Chengguo Mansion, thirty acres!"

……

At the beginning, the lords and Qi were still pushing back, but when they saw that Zhu Fu, the prince of Chengguo, only took out fifty acres to deal with it, they immediately followed the road like a rudder like a rudder.

In fact, every family will plant some, after all, the economic benefits of cotton are really good, but they don't care about these things. Now he suddenly agreed to plant dozens of acres, in fact, it was to cope with and squeeze Hongji.

Although Guo Yong was not optimistic about today's events, seeing that these nobles had such a perfunctory attitude, and even took out dozens of acres to deal with His Majesty, his whole face couldn't help but be gloomy.

"Spread the word of Your Majesty! Today's events are secret, and they cannot be spread out for the time being, and each family should plant as much as they want, so retreat! Liu Jin came to the guardrail of the attic and said to the nobles below.

"Wait for the resignation!" The nobles couldn't help but look at each other, but they still bowed and retired in a proper manner.

It is indeed a lot more convenient to be in this saint, and this has just left the Yangxin Gate, and the front is already the gate of the West Garden. If you are still in the Qianqing Palace, you don't know how long it will take to get to the noon gate.

"Obviously I wanted to ask for someone, but I ended up on the shelf!"

"It's so mean and unkind, and we have to dig out our family to show our loyalty, it's really whimsical!"

"Be cautious, now that Your Majesty is targeting us, the whole city knows about it, and we can't fall into the trap anymore!"

……

Zhu Fu, the prince of Chengguo, and others walked out of the Xiyuan Gate, and after just opening up the distance from the guards, they discussed what had just happened.

Although it is still difficult for them to regain control of the Beijing camp, Zhu Youji's sudden summons today, and Zhu Youji's obvious request for them in the development of the cotton industry, also gave them some confidence.

There was a Wuxun disciple who remained silent throughout the whole process, and that person was Xu Shiying, the prince of Dingguo.

Among the three princes in the capital, Dingguo Gong was the most disappointed.

Xu Shiying's grandfather Xu Xianzhong died without being awarded a military position, and his father Xu Yongning went crazy directly, so he was also not awarded.

Xu Shiying, who is now in his thirties, although he is the son of the Duke of Dingguo, has never had a sense of existence in the entire Wuxun Group.

Xu Shiying always had a feeling of uneasiness in her heart, but she never knew what the problem was, especially the Son of Heaven who was not liked by their martial arts and always seemed to be very calm.

There are many things, and the one owed will be repaid tomorrow morning!

(End of chapter)