Four hundred and twenty-eight, to eight hundred and forty, almost exactly a half.

If Zhang Feng, the secretary of the Nanjing household, did not write a recital, Zhu Qiyu would not have noticed this problem.

Less than 100 years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, half of the land that should be levied for money and grain was reduced.

Of course, this refers to the traditional farmland of the two capitals and thirteen provinces, and does not include the newly occupied territories.

Where have four million acres of land gone?

As an emperor, Zhu Qiyu's thinking also has limitations. I just thought about fighting before, but I really didn't pay attention to the encroachment and concealment of land, which has reached such a serious level.

If there are hundreds of thousands of hectares less, you can still endure it, and if you have four million hectares, you can't get back so much arable land even if you fight five Japan, which is a bit of a challenge to the emperor's bottom line.

Completely clear the land, this thing that offends people to the extreme, it seems that it has to be done.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qiyu didn't even eat well.

After staying up for two more days, Zhu Qiyu received a copy from Luo Hengxin, another Nanjing household secretary, who spoke earnestly and asked for a minister.

Zhu Qiyu held the notebook and sighed heavily, Luo Hengxin just passed his 80th birthday this year, and it is time to pay tribute.

When he also invaded Shanxi first, he had already been a man in Shanxi for a while; Now that the Nanjing reform is about to start, poor Luo Hengxin doesn't want to take the blame for the second time.

Nanjing Hubu Shangshu is a hot potato, who likes to pick it up.

Zhu Qiyu rarely took up the pen in person, replied to Luo Hengxin's request, allowed his former official to give office, and was specially allowed to return by galloping.

With the endorsement of the emperor, so as not to get the future generations, Ye Shi went to discredit Luo Hengxin and forcibly let him bear the black pot for the change of Tumubao.

After breakfast, Zhu Qiyu dressed neatly, took Zhu Wenfang, and went to Jiucheng Palace to personally inspect the progress of the compilation of the "Actual Record".

From the Yongle Dynasty to the Jingtai Dynasty, the "Actual Records" of these dynasties have been compiled or revised recently.

The main person who compiled the book was the editor of the Hanlin Academy, who was selected from the Jinshi of the Jingtai Dynasty.

Zhu Qiyu ordered the editors to move the latest revised history book to the third floor of Daming Pavilion, and then ordered everyone to retreat, leaving only Pei Dang, Huang Qi, and Ruan Zhu waiting on the second floor.

Zhu Wenfang picked up a volume of "Yuan Hunting Records", and asked curiously while flipping through it: "On a cold day, why did Daddy come to see these records in person?" ”

Zhu Qiyu smiled faintly: "My son, you have to keep in mind that on the issue of history cultivation, Tang Taizong Li Shimin is right."

To be an emperor is to directly intervene in the revision of history, especially in the history books of his own dynasty.

After you die, let Wenchen cover the coffin and make a final decision, that's stupid, stupid and stupid.

What I did, what I said, what I thought about myself, it was all written by myself.

I wrote it down in detail and made it public, and let it be verified by the people of the world, rather than being distorted and embellished by the ministers at will. ”

Zhu Wenfang said with a smile: "How to distort history, please give an example to my father." ”

Zhu Qiyu replied: "Go back, I'll tell you a story about Yang Jing, the Marquis of Yingyang, who cheated to death and played Emperor Taizu in the palm of his hand."

In the Battle of Jingjing, this Yang Jing was resurrected again and made great contributions to Taizong.

Yang Jing also has a son named Yang Hong.

When the Tumubao Incident occurred, Yang Hong served as the chief soldier of the Xuanfu Mansion, and he played my brother, that is, Uncle Ling, in the palm of his hand.

The emperor of our old Zhu family has become the plaything of their father and son. It's really lacking in morality, and then I got Yang Hongling late in a fit of anger, and my whole family was killed by me.

After all these years of looking through the historical materials, the evidence is almost complete. I'll take Yang Jing and Yang Hong as examples, and tell you how the historical records hide the real things through blind flickering. ”

Zhu Wenfang asked in surprise: "There is still such a thing in the world?" ”

Zhu Qiyu nodded: "This kind of thing, don't talk to others, this is the secret method between our father and son." Later, when you have the eldest son, give these to him, and pass them on from generation to generation.

Also, regarding the inheritance of the throne, you must not get those whimsical ideas of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty in your mind.

If there is an unfortunate young lord to succeed to the throne in the inheritance of the throne, having a strong queen mother is the most powerful guarantee for the stability of the imperial power.

For example, I went to sleep tonight and won't wake up tomorrow. You're not even ten years old, and you can't get into politics at all, so what do you do?

At this time, only your mother is reliable, she will help you take charge of the imperial power for five or six years, and then you can smoothly govern yourself. Your mother is only one of your sons, no matter what she does, even if she really learns from Empress Lu and Wu Zetian, the power will inevitably be handed back to you.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children, no matter what, no matter what, she can't kill her only son.

But if your father and your mother go to sleep tonight and won't wake up tomorrow, then you just wait.

Honorables, civil ministers, military generals, what they will do, but there is no way to predict.

I am alive, and you look at the Manchu Dynasty and the civil and military are very loyal, and they are very respectful to you. If I die, it's a different story.

As for the examples, you can just look at Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty, King Changyi, and Empress Xu.

Especially Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty, who had a two-hundred-and-five-year-old father, engaged in performance art of leaving his son and going to his mother.

As a result, Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty had no father or mother, and on the eve of his pro-government, he died violently at the age of 20 in Weiyang Palace.

Then, when the ministers tell you the history books, they will tell you in no uncertain terms that there is absolutely no conspiracy or conspiracy in it, and everything is bright and beautiful.

Emperor Zhao of Han was just sleeping, and suddenly his heart stopped beating, and then it passed. This is too normal, although the ministers will not suddenly fall asleep at the age of twenty and their hearts will not beat when they fall asleep, but the emperor is different, and it will be over when it is over.

This is definitely not someone poisoning or assassinating by other means.

Yes, yes, yes, they are right, whether you believe it or not, anyway, I believe it first, and I believe it deeply. ”

Zhu Wenfang was said to be anxious: "Daddy, you can't really sleep." ”

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "I'm just saying, I'm in good health, how can I fall asleep so easily." I'll teach you another truth, an emperor must use the stupidest and most stupid extreme methods to ensure his own safety.

For example, I close the gate of Lingyu Palace every night, and thousands of soldiers surround the city wall, and not a single palace maid and eunuch want to get close to me.

It's so extreme, if you want me to fall asleep, you can't wake up, unless you five mothers do it yourself.

This has controlled the variables to a minimum, and if your mother is going to send me on the road, then I can only admit it.

If the emperor doesn't believe anyone, then he won't be able to live, but let the number of people who have the opportunity to harm you try to be as small as possible, as small as possible.

Anyone who thinks that his domineering spirit is incomparable, and all the palace maids and eunuchs are convinced and loyal, and they generally live for more than thirty years.

Oh, I didn't say that your grandfather, your great-grandfather, was assassinated. They are diseases inherited from generation to generation by the old Zhu family, and they suddenly became ill and suddenly disappeared.

The upper is not hesitating, the upper is not looking at the court, the upper is gradual, and the upper collapse, this is the process.

Your uncle just celebrated his thirtieth birthday two days ago, and the genetic disease of the old Zhu family is about to attack on him. Hey, my good brother, he's on his way. ”

(End of chapter)