It's almost the moment the wheat leaves turn yellow.

Grain prices in the provinces, prefectures, and counties have plummeted.

The gentlemen looked at their granaries that had already been piled up and overflowed, and their faces became more and more gloomy.

The imperial court insisted on changing the law.

Then I can't complain that we will force another Zhu Chongba.

"Ten days ago, a stone of grain could be sold for eleven yuan, but today there are only six yuan?"

"Or say that our Ming Dynasty is good, the food is so cheap, it's all the work of the saints!"

“……”

Naturally, the people of the city rejoiced.

It's just that the tenant farmers outside the capital are not so lucky.

Chen Hu, who was approaching the wedding date, pushed a wheelbarrow and stood outside the door of the landlord in the village with the grain squeezed out of his teeth, in a trance for a long time.

"Four coins of silver and one stone, this is the price today, and I don't know if I catch up with tomorrow."

Adjacent to the Beijing Division, because of the Tuo Sing Newspaper Museum, many farmers also knew that the imperial court whip law had to collect money.

Save a meal today, save a bowl tomorrow, and only then did I pull out a few catties of grain from between my teeth.

When they came to the landlord's house with grain, they heard the sound of the price of grain falling day by day.

"Why don't you just grab it?!"

"Love to sell or not, to tell you the truth, after a while, when the summer wheat comes down, the price will be even lower!"

Chen Hu puffed out his cheeks, turned his head, and pushed the wheelbarrow and left the landlord's house.

Because it is adjacent to Jingshi, after all, it is stronger than the other place, and it will be better if you go directly into the city and make the difference with a group of middlemen.

At the gate of Jingshi City, the sergeant of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division lowered his head and waved his hand: "Go in, there is no tax on this grain." ”

"Boss, why isn't this grain taxed?"

"Just because at this time, the grain that the people can take into the city to sell is the grain that they are not willing to eat during the New Year."

"Just because they sold the silver money from this grain, in the end it was to pay the court for the field tax."

The royal historians of the city patrol unanimously acquiesced to this behavior of the defenders.

The nobles were eager for these people to push carts and sell grain to the Forbidden City.

It's just that this scene is another picture in the eyes of the sergeants of the Five Cities Terracotta Division.

This cart is not loaded with sacks of grain.

It is the resentment in the hearts of farmers outside the city.

Jingshi is still like this.

There can be several Jingshi in the world.

More farmers still kept their grain back at home, but all the older farmers could clearly feel that a hunt had begun around their homes for this surplus grain.

——

"The grain is cheap and hurts the peasants!"

Yan Song, who was on duty, sighed sadly.

Among the nine Qings, only Xu Jie's face was the most pathetic.

Because Xu Jie knew that Yan Song was learning from his usual appearance.

"If this new law continues to change like this, the whip law will become a whip for the remnants!"

Xu Jie was as if he was looking in a tasteless mirror.

"Zisheng! If you don't open your mouth again, even the old man won't be able to sit still! ”

"Shaanxi's political envoy reported urgently, and even the price of grain in Chang'an has fallen, this is someone who wants to use the whip law to wantonly loot the people's fat and ointment!"

Seeing that Xu Jie was silent.

Yan Song couldn't help but be a little interested, and finally slapped his big hand and said loudly: "Okay, since Zisheng doesn't care, then the old man will take care of this matter!" ”

Then Yan Songjing got up and put the black gauze hat on his head.

Ding Rukui looked at Yan Song in amazement and asked, "Where is Yan Ge going?" ”

"Go and ring the Jingyang bell, summon hundreds of officials to the court, no matter what today, the old man will take you to see Your Majesty."

Yan Song left.

Everyone's eyes turned to Xu Jie.

I saw Xu Jiejing bowing his head and closing himself, without saying a word.

After being tossed by Yan Song and Jiajing, most of the thoughts in Xu Jie's heart had been consumed.

Yan Song left the cabinet, but went straight to the celebrant to ask Huang Jin to see if he could ring the Jingyang bell twice.

Less than two quarters of an hour later.

In the Forbidden City, the bells rang loudly.

In the sound of the bell, the hundreds of officials of the various government offices and the officials who skipped their shifts at home were also on the horses and entered the palace.

Everybody knows.

No matter what the outcome of the discussion in the palace is today.

will directly affect the national fortunes of the Ming Dynasty.

This is a pair that is destined to go down in history.

One by one, the official robes embroidered with birds and beasts entered from the noon gate.

It's just that everyone didn't notice that the direction of Fengtianmen had already been sealed, as if they were preparing for some kind of celebration.

The officials gathered outside the Wuyi Palace, and then, under the leadership of Yan Song, they all held the Chaowat in their hands and walked towards Jiajing's fine house, and many people did not forget to glance at Xu Jie with disdain before leaving.

Only Xu Jie's stomach was full of grievances, and he didn't know who to tell him.

"Yan Song, the first assistant of the minister's cabinet, kneel down and ask Your Majesty to inquire!"

"Ding Rukui of the Ministry of Soldiers."

"Xia Bangmo of the Ministry of Ministers."

“……”

In the house, there are still more than 20 account rooms.

The sound of fiddling with the abacus is much quieter than before.

These offices are making final estimates.

"Your Majesty, if the new law is implemented, it may be possible to relieve the difficulties of the country within three years, but there is no precedent for this matter......"

Jiajing bowed slightly.

"That's it, it's okay to be able to count it to this extent."

At this time, Huang Jinjing walked in from outside the hall.

"Emperor, Yan Ge Lao's side is almost ready, shall we?"

Jiajing casually pointed to the already framed holy decree not far away.

"It's just right to come, let's go and announce the decree on my behalf."

"Whoa."

Huang Jin took the three small yellow gates and respectfully stepped forward to raise the holy decree, turned his head and withdrew from the palace.

Less than a quarter of an hour later.

Huang Jin's voice sounded outside the palace.

“…… The battalions of Jiubian and Jingying, the arrears of military salaries have been more than a year, and the Baoquan Bureau of the Ministry of Household Affairs was ordered to work with the Baoyuan Bureau of the Ministry of Industry to jointly cast Hongwu, Jianwen, Yongle, and Hongxi...... No. 9 money, each number minted 1 million ingots, Jiajing money 10 million ingots, a total of 19 million ingots, to make up for the arrears of Jiubian and Jingying over the years. ”

"The Governor's Office of the Chinese Army, together with Zhou Shangwen, the town commander, will check the military service in the Beijing camp and reorganize the armament."

With such a large-scale coinage, it is absolutely impossible to hide it from hundreds of officials.

Jiajing also ordered Gao Gong to cast some emergencies first, and the rest will be cast after a complete showdown.

The hundred officials behind Yan Song were stunned almost at the same time.

Didn't you say that the tax should be calculated as silver?

Why is this playing with copper coins again?!

Don't wait for the officials to speak.

Huang Jin then picked up the second holy decree.

“…… Gao Zhong, the eunuch of the imperial horse supervisor's palm seal, was transferred to the chief of ceremonies Bingbi, and the eunuch Mai Fu of Nanjing was transferred to the palm seal of the imperial horse supervisor. ”

Xia Bangmo subconsciously looked up at Huang Jin and asked, "Father-in-law Huang, is there still one?" ”

Huang Jin didn't pay attention to Xia Bangmo.

Naturally, there are still so, so much expense, you must add the emperor's longevity palace to it!

It's just that many people's faces haven't changed much.

Silver is silver after all.

No matter how the court changes, it is impossible for the people of the world to disown the silver.

The tax is calculated as copper, and the tax is calculated as copper.

When even the imperial history said loudly: "Yan Ge Lao! This discussion is impossible, and I also ask Yan Ge to return this edict as soon as possible, and the lifeblood of the imperial court can be tied to the hands of Tusi......"

It's just that before the imperial history finished speaking, he saw that Yan Song was already the first to kneel on the ground.

"Minister, Yan Song, Commander!"

"Yan old thief! You! ”

Yan Song didn't make a sound, but just sent the holy decree back to the cabinet.

"I'm waiting to see Your Majesty!"

Listening to the shouts of the hundred officials, Huang Jin shook off the dust and said loudly: "Your Majesty has enshrined the Heavenly Gate, and I invite all the gentlemen to go to the Fengtian Gate to face the saint." ”

Jiajing in the palace looked at the departing officials, and his expression gradually became serious.

"The source of wealth for all generations is only in the present day."

"Swing the gate of heaven!"

Zhang Zuo and Gao Zhong sang along.

Xuan even followed Jiajing's Luan drive and walked in the direction of Fengtianmen.

Under the Fengtian Gate, the eight dances in the court, the sound of the bell ringing is endless, and the breath of incense and candles overflows outside the palace.

Eight rows, eight vertical ones, a total of sixty-four people danced eight feathers.

This is the highest standard of worship in Han soil.

It can only be used when the Son of Heaven is with the sacrificial hole.

Xu Jie, who has been in the Ministry of Rites all the year round, can see at a glance that Jiajing is holding a festival that has never been held before.

A festival that does not require the participation of scholars.

Jiajing was dressed in a plain robe and white clothes, and the white clothes were embroidered with gold thread into the Tao Te Ching, which shone in the sun.

And in the position closest to the Dan Majesty Stone, there were three people kneeling respectively.

They are Zou Wang, Ruan Bi, and Hua Linxiang.

These three people are all members of the household department of Wupin, and they are kneeling at the bottom of the stairs tremblingly at this time.

They've never seen this meeting.

"Donghu, this, don't just sacrifice to us directly."

"Hold your mouth and shut up."

Zou Wang kowtowed to the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"The Son of Heaven ascends to the throne!"

Jiajing's luan chariot was carried by the little eunuchs on both sides and slid over the Dan Majesty stone.

"Great!"

Huang Jin shouted loudly through Fengtianmen.

The hundred officials who came in a hurry couldn't even breathe, and hurriedly knelt down behind Zou Wang and sang praises.

After the three praises were finished, Zou Wang, who was kneeling in the front, saw that there were two trays in front of Jiajing.

On one of the trays, there are neatly stacked nine "Jiajing Anbao".

On top of another tray, there are also nine special silver ingots with the "Jiajing" year name neatly placed.

Jiajing, who was sitting on the Luan driver, had a solemn expression, got up and walked towards the two trays, and personally covered a piece of red cloth on the nine ingots of silver.

In the court music of the bell chime, Huang Jinlang said: "...... In the summer of the twenty-ninth year of Jiajing, the tax was made of copper, which was announced to the sea, and the salty envoy heard it! ”

About a whiplash.

Jiajing's answer is neither to be taxed as silver nor as copper.

Rather, it is taxed as _.

As for what to fill in this blank, it will be cut by the top, and it will be filled in every six months.

Silver can continue to circulate, as can copper coins.

Jiajing could never kill Silver, because Silver would always have the ability to circulate.

But Jiajing can decide how much silver can buy.

In this way, it is quite based on the tax revenue of the two capitals and 13 provinces of the Ming Dynasty as an anchor to affect the purchasing power of silver and copper coins within half a year.

And the exchange rate change between them was also held in the palm of Jiajing's hand.

Jiajing asked for money, but he was also an emperor.

So Jiajing not only has to own money, but also has to harness it.

The soaring silver price is just an appetizer for Jiajing.

As soon as this edict was issued, the imperial court could buy silver on the market at a low price, until the imperial treasury was full, and then switch the tax calculation method again, and then suck in copper coins, so that no matter what currency is inhaled, it must be at its low price, and no matter which currency the imperial court uses, it must also be at its high price, and the difference between is the profit obtained by Jiajing.

As for military salaries and large-scale construction, since Zhu Yuanzhang founded the country, this is the old routine of the imperial court to put treasure money into the people.

Jiajing just exchanged the treasure money for copper coins, and easily completed the reorganization of the armament and the navy.

Copper coins or silver.

has become a tool in the hands of the imperial court.

As for who loses the most in this model.

Whoever has more money in his hands loses more.

He can't become an immortal in his life, and at this moment, he is the closest person to God in the world.

Because at this moment, Jiajing controlled the purchasing power of the world's main circulating currency, and also controlled the world's most important commodity production base.

From this moment on, the property of the world's merchants and even all the "nobles" was just a choice in front of the Son of Heaven, so that every choice made by the Son of Heaven would have a profound impact on the Western Ocean tens of thousands of miles away through the price of silver.

The subject of history has always been people.

It is the people who give meaning to money.

Paper money is the iconic product of human taming money, but it does not mean that paper money is the only way for humans to tame money.

The core of a banknote is a human thing, as long as it is the same as its core.

Stone, metal, or banknotes, it's all the same.

The history of the Ming Dynasty and even the world has completely opened a new page since then.

(End of chapter)