Ning Jue casually threw away the porcelain piece in his hand, and Lu Bing rushed forward with an arrow to isolate Zhu Zaili from Ning Jue.

Because if there is really a big mess, it doesn't matter what Zhu Zaili says today, Ning Jue must die.

After a long time, Zhu Zaili spoke.

"Is it feasible to go to sea to find food?"

"Your Royal Highness, not to mention whether Japan and North Korea can squeeze out so much grain, my biggest fortune ship in the Ming Dynasty is only carrying 4,000 stones, and it takes 5,000 ships without firearms and soldiers to transport these 20 million stones of grain back to the Ming Dynasty......"

"How much can Wang Zhi transport."

"Wang directly reported 200,000 stones, and the minister estimated that it would not exceed 250,000 stones."

"Zou Wang, over there, said that he could go to Huguang and Shuzhong to buy grain, and he could raise 14 million stone of rice and grain within half a year."

"Then when the merchants in Huguang and Shuzhong also move, what will happen to the people in those two provinces?"

"I don't know."

It wasn't until Ning Jue was taken away by Lu Bing that Zhu Zaili said firmly: "Father-in-law Mai, if you don't leave, can your father-in-law understand?" ”

McFuck knelt on the ground, bowing his head and saying nothing.

——

Under the Fengtian Gate, another eight-hundred-day dance was in the court.

This time, Jiajing did not show up, but issued an edict to the cabinet, and Yan Song and Xu Jie chose one of the taxes on behalf of the Son of Heaven.

The three of them all know that the current Da Ming is crossing a single-plank bridge, and if he is not careful, there will be an abyss under his feet.

The imperial court can only seek stability.

Every decision made by the cabinet has become a rope that binds the cabinet members to the boat of Daming.

The old ship finally chose to hit the iceberg in front of it.

All they could pray was that there would be less ice under the surface of the water so that the boat would be more stable.

The rice waves were yellowish, and the village elders were filled with gunpowder with three-eyed firearms.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Three clangs rang through the field.

"Open the sickle!"

As in previous years, truckloads of rice were sent for threshing.

The autumn harvest is coming as scheduled.

But the people who had just entered the city were not happy.

There are fewer fields to grow grain.

There is no decrease in the number of bread eaters.

The grain merchants all perceived this business opportunity, and from the day of the autumn harvest, the grain prices in the entire Jiangnan began to rise, and the grain prices in the south of the Yangtze River would eventually affect the grain prices of the entire Ming Dynasty, but the rest of the provinces did not have so many tenant farmers in the south of the Yangtze River to make a living, so the situation was slightly better.

Farmers do not sell their own rations, and the high price of grain has reduced the burden on them.

The merchants, as well as the "nouveau riche" facilitated by the new law, also had enough money to buy grain.

Only the tenant farmers, who had just entered the city, became the victims of this change.

Overnight, there were many more children on the streets of Jinling who had no fixed homes.

The mansion can not be rented, anyway, you have to go to work during the day, and you can go to the City God Temple at night to squeeze it, and if you don't eat food, you will starve to death.

An old man took care of a group of children who were waiting to be fed, and just squatted in the City God Temple.

This kind of thing has not happened before in the Ming Dynasty, but there has never been such a day as there are so many as today.

There are so many that those who only know the books of the sages and sages can no longer pretend to be blind.

Because these people are crowded out of their windows.

This is a scene that the whole Ming Dynasty has never had.

More and more readers put down the books in their hands and walked out of the house.

"The old have nothing to rely on, and the young have nothing to support...... Isn't state affairs thriving, how did Jinling become like this? ”

There are also large families in the city who are giving alms.

It's just that these old people and children squatting on the street are like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.

Even if the grain stocks in those large households are emptied, less than 12 out of 10.

And this is just a Jinling.

The eight prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River are the same in every city and every prefecture.

Since the beginning of the autumn harvest, Zhu Xizhong, Xu Pengju and others have been guarding the palace gate day and night.

The nerves of the sergeants of the various battalions in Nanjing were also tense to the extreme.

Everyone knows that any quarrel between the DPRK and China can lead to a huge riot.

——

In the Cuihe Hall, He Xinyin, whose face had already disappeared, stood on the podium.

It's just that He Xinyin was also absent-minded during the lecture.

After the autumn harvest, countless tenant farmers wanted to come to the academy to "listen to lectures", and He Xinyin could only close the door of the academy.

However, even when the tenant farmers did not come, the number of scholars who came to the academy every day to attend classes was still decreasing.

Until this day.

A scholar with a Huaixi accent got up and looked at He Xinyin with a confused face.

"Sir, the people in the city are hanging upside down, can the saint have a way to break the situation?"

"To conscience can save the people? Can the unity of knowledge and action save the people? ”

He Xinyin, who has always chattered, did not solve the students' doubts this time.

I don't even know what I need to "know", where does the "conscience" come from, and how can I "know" and act together.

"Sir, the hometown of Huating Xu Ge is far greater than Jinling, can there be a way to break the situation?"

"Nope."

The ring ruler in He Xinyin's hand suddenly fell.

What mind, what science.

All overshadowed by hunger.

Because they can't solve the problems that the people are facing.

Even in such a situation, there are still people hiding in small buildings to study hard day and night, but more and more scholars choose to go out of the house.

They wondered what the people were going through right now.

——

Outside the Jiangnan Gongyuan, which originally had the largest number of scholars, is now crowded with the old and young of the tenant farmers who are working in the city.

Many of the students who rushed to Nanjing to take the prefectural examination stopped outside the examination room.

Along the way, they saw a scene that they would never forget.

"Brothers, I, I'm not going to take the exam, state affairs are like this, even if the saint is alive, he won't sit idly by, I'm going to Songjiang to have a look, I want to know where the ills of the imperial court are."

"Brother Tai...... Let's go together. ”

“……”

It takes courage to take this step.

Every scholar who can walk outside the examination room means that they have received too much support from their families.

The light of the sages thus shines.

These scholars have a puzzle in their hearts that they can't understand.

Since ancient times, the world has not been chaotic, and farmers have suffered first.

Today, the farmers outside the city are still breezy and cloudy, but when they enter the city, it seems to have changed the world.

More and more scholars gave up the scientific examination outside the examination room, threw away the pile of "old papers" and walked towards Jiangnan.

Even if they are only a small fraction of the world's readers.

But as this change originating from Jiangnan deepens, this team is destined to become larger and larger.

This time it's not because of the rooster crow conference, and it's not because of a great Confucian who has already made a name for himself.

This is something that has not been recorded in the ancient books.

They were like scholars who stopped the bus, and like the Decembrists who resolutely went east.

It's more like the sons of the Spring and Autumn Period two thousand years ago.

Countless "soldiers" began their own travels around the world with doubts in their hearts, just to find the answer.

The Four Books and the Five Classics were once again abandoned on the streets.

In the early days, the person who lost the book would have been scolded and even discredited.

Only now, everyone acquiesced to this scene.

Even students who are still studying hard to prepare for the exam know it.

The Holy Sect, at least King Cheng Zhulu, these Song Scholars, is no longer as sacred as it was back then.

It wasn't until the first academy took off the plaque at the entrance and replaced it with a plaque with the words "no old paper".

Some people angrily denounced that "the harm of Song Confucianism is worse than that of Qin Huo." Then he turned to the study of the Han and Tang dynasties, and the first "Sinology" that was in direct opposition to the Song Dynasty was born.

Yang Shen's previously calibrated "Sinology" classics gradually spread, and the wind of examination gradually rose, and the biggest difference with the "Qianjia School" was the Ming Dynasty's Sinology, which was destined to be short-lived.

Because more people know just by looking at it.

Even when it was the Han Dynasty, it did not encounter these problems of today's Ming Dynasty.

More scholars learned from Zhu Xi back then, and began their own annotations under the name of Confucius and Mencius.

It was born.

It is foreseeable that practical learning will become the mainstream of Confucianism, but the Ming Dynasty will no longer only have Confucianism, because the merchants of the Ming Dynasty are becoming more and more greedy, especially after tasting the sweetness of the shuttle and the water-to-spinning wheel.

This time, the scholars of the Ming Dynasty will not stop there.

There are still many people without food and clothing on the streets of Jinling, and there are corpses found by the soldiers and horses of the five cities every day and even every hour.

Even the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division needed to send people out of the city alone to bury the starving corpses.

It's just that the "major event" that the garrison department is most vigilant about has not happened for a long time.

——

In Qingning Palace, Mai Fu and Lu Bing listened to Ti Wei's recital, and their faces were full of astonishment.

Although the imperial court is in disaster relief.

But they know better than anyone that that food is just a drop in the bucket.

Their cognition can't explain such a thing, they have all supervised the army and fought civil unrest, and according to their experience, they have already reached this point, and the civil uprising should have been born a long time ago.

But the more this happens, the more fear grows in their hearts.

They don't believe that no one is going to fight to the death, and that only "hiding deeply" can explain this.

"There is no reverse...... Neither inside nor outside the city. ”

"The new army trained in Yangzhou should still be faster."

“……”

Mai Fu and Lu Bing kept sending people out to investigate, and even Ning Jue, who was thrown into prison, and Yang Shen, who was lecturing at home, were re-brought out for discussion.

It wasn't until Yang Shen couldn't stand it anymore that he spoke: "Lu Dudu, Grandpa Mai, don't bother to investigate." ”

"The peasant households are in turmoil, but they can't survive."

"Although the people in the city are hungry, they are far from being able to live."

"Liujiagang is recruiting workers day and night, and weaving yards all over the country are ...... Although the people are hanging upside down, they will eventually have a livelihood, and they will not rebel if they are not at a dead end. ”

Just like the wandering tenant farmers during the enclosure movement, the same thing happened in the Ming Dynasty, and Li Zicheng roared up a long time ago, because small farmers only have land.

The landless tenant farmers did not consider themselves to be cornered, at least the young men who had the strength to rebel.

Even if parents and children can only live in the City God's Temple, the young and strong still have a livelihood, can still buy some food, and have the strength to make a place, and most of the hungry people in the city are the old, weak and hungry.

There was a dead silence in the Qingning Palace.

Ning Jue was also stunned in place, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Only then did Yang Shen come back to his senses and said to Ning Jue: "The new law of Jiajing is no less than rebuilding Sheji, everyone in the East Palace, it is amazing. ”

"It's the people who are amazing."

"It's always been the people who are great."

This is the time that Ning Jue most hopes that there will be an omnipotent god to relieve the people from hanging upside down.

It's a pity that God didn't come.

There is no God in the world.

Or, the people are the gods.

The chaos in Jiangnan gave birth to a result that no one expected.

A salt merchant with a northwestern accent appears in Jiangnan.

The salt merchant brought a boat, this boat with a load of only 400 stones, brought a plant that the people of Jiangnan had never seen, and now the price of grain is high, and this thing has a high yield, can be used as rations, a pair of invisible hands, with the yamen of various provinces, is pushing this crop called Xitianmai in Jiangnan.

Fanmai, also known as Xitianwheat, is like a tower, such as a large tung seed, between the nodes, the flower hangs red velvet at the end of the tower. ——"Pingliang Mansion Chronicles: Fang Wu Chapter"

Da Ming is in Nirvana.

(End of chapter)