The 487th Chapter Palace Fight Is Not as Good as Rebellion (24)

"Drawing from the bottom of the pot?"

Solve the problem of salt service from the root? !

What a big breath!

As an emperor, he still can't think of any good way. Nian'er is just a back house woman, what good plan can she have?

Zheng Nian'er didn't see the flash of disapproval in Emperor Yongcheng's eyes, and she began to say carefully—

"The reason why the family dares to fight against the imperial court is because they occupy the world's salt fields, salt mines, etc., and each of them has a secret recipe for making salt."

"They monopolized the world's salt, and they not only grabbed huge wealth, but also had the confidence to resist the imperial court!"

Although Zheng Nian'er is not familiar with government affairs, she is familiar with crossing the Internet.

Whether it’s men’s writing about struggle or women’s writing about love, as long as they travel through the Sui and Tang Dynasties, they will use a skill that is only available in later generations—salt making.

"Erlang wants to break the monopoly of the family and completely eliminate the salt policy, he needs to come up with better quality and lower price salt!"

Having said that, Zheng Nian'er deliberately paused.

She wanted to see Emperor Yongcheng's reaction.

Emperor Yongcheng...

That's it?

Don't I know that if I want to fight with others in the ring, I need to show the minimum cards? !

The problem is, he doesn't!

It is because there is no better way to fundamentally shake the monopoly of the aristocratic family, so Emperor Yongcheng retreated and prepared to impose a salt tax.

As a result, I encountered a group of daring local tyrants!

Seeing Emperor Yongcheng's disdainful and angry appearance, Zheng Nian'er was not angry either.

There is no way, she is a time-travelling woman, and the knowledge she has in her mind far exceeds this era for thousands of years.

She felt that what she was accustomed to, for the natives, was the magic of the gods.

Emperor Yongcheng would question, and even thought she was open-minded.

Zheng Nian'er had a bamboo in his chest, facing Emperor Yongcheng's gaze, and said slowly, "Erlang, I once saw a method of making salt in an ancient book."

"You don't need to cook in a big pot, you just need to dry it, and you can get better and cheaper salt!"

Zheng Nian'er said with a bitter smile in her heart.

Yes, she also came to the "ancient book stalk" that was used by the seniors of Time Travel.

This is also impossible.

Although the ancient book stalk is vulgar, it is really easy to use, and it is the only excuse that can explain how Zheng Nian'er, a boudoir girl who has lived in the inner house for a long time, can know the secret method of salt making that is amazing to the world!

Zheng Nian'er didn't need anyone else, she and Yongcheng Emperor grew up together.

Emperor Yongcheng can't say that he "knows her like the back of his hand", right?

But she is also very familiar with her life trajectory and growth state.

And by Zheng Nian'er's side, there have always been maids and servants.

If she wants to take advantage of another vulgar "grandfather", she doesn't have enough conditions,

Therefore, it is still an ancient book stalk. Although the Zheng family was born as a slave, the more they lacked, the more they wanted to get.

After relying on the Hu family to make a fortune, Zheng Youliang, a vulgar farmer who did not know a few big characters, collected some books from the people with a lot of money.

Of course, these so-called "ancient books" bought by Zheng Youliang are basically Xibei goods.

But what Zheng Nian'er wanted was a pretext, not an ancient book.

If Emperor Yongcheng continued to ask her for the original copy of the ancient book, she could also infer that she had accidentally lost it, or that the bamboo slips were too old to be damaged!

"Drying? No, no need to cook?"

Emperor Yongcheng finally listened, no longer a disapproving, questioning and contemptuous attitude.

As a person who grew up in the palace all the time, Emperor Yongcheng had no chance to go to the people to experience the people's feelings and understand the people's livelihood.

However, fortunately, he has Feng Shou, a good gentleman.

Feng Shou did not agree with the previous emperor's actions of promoting his concubine and suppressing his direct son. In his mind, he always regarded Yongcheng Emperor, the empress' direct son, as the future heir.

Therefore, when teaching Emperor Yongcheng, Feng Shou did not blindly teach the Four Books and Five Classics, but would intersperse some short stories of folk suffering and tell a lot of common sense about national economy and people's livelihood.

Feng Shou didn't want to raise a stupid emperor who "why not eat minced meat".

Uh, well, although Emperor Yongcheng is stupid in other ways.

But in the minimum livelihood issues, Emperor Yongcheng still has the minimum knowledge.

For example, he knows that the current mainstream salt-making method is one word - boil!

Put the brine in a large pot, put firewood and charcoal on the rack, and cook for a while.

The moisture is roasted, leaving behind crystals of the salt, which are then purified in a series of processes.

And this "series of craftsmanship" is the secret recipe held by the family.

If there is no such process, even if the salt is boiled, it cannot be eaten directly. Cough, it is easy to eat dead people!

The aristocratic family monopolized not only the salt fields and mines, but also these secret recipes.

If there is a secret recipe, Emperor Yongcheng also wants to circle a beach, and then make and sell salt.

The problem is, he doesn't!

Now, suddenly hearing about another method of making salt without wasting tools such as iron pots and firewood, Emperor Yongcheng felt inconceivable, but he was still moved.

"Yes! You don't need to waste any iron pots or firewood, just use the power of nature to get the best sea salt!"

I would like to thank some of the writers of the textual researches of the Evidence Party. When writing, they expressed some craftsmanship in great detail.

For example, how to dry salt, how to reclaim the salt fields, how to dry it, how to filter... Zheng Nian'er doesn't need to check the information, he can understand it clearly.

Seeing that Emperor Yongcheng really listened to her words, Zheng Nian'er was secretly proud of her eyes full of excitement and urgency.

She did not continue to sell off, but carefully explained the method of drying salt.

In the end, she said proudly, "Erlang, when you make better and cheaper sea salt, those aristocratic families will no longer be able to get stuck in your neck!"

"The imperial court does not need to worry about their own weight in 'salt', deliberately using salt to embarrass the imperial court and Erlang!"

In fact, Zheng Nian'er is quite fortunate. In the face of Emperor Yongcheng's "reform", those local tyrants just resorted to brutal violence to resist taxes.

It didn't use a more extreme and deadly trick - cut off the salt directly!

They have all the salt fields and mines in the world in their hands.

If they sincerely wanted to teach Emperor Yongcheng a lesson, they could cut off the supply of salt.

There is no salt in the market, let alone ordinary officials and eunuchs can't stand it, even the common people will be dissatisfied and rioted.

If one is not well controlled, there may be a "civil disorder".

Since ancient times, "official forces the people to rebel" has never been a good word.

And as the emperor who dominates all this, he is the undisputed "Hunjun".

Although it will not cause chaos in the world just because of a single salt, after all, the aristocratic families just want to teach the little emperor a lesson, not really want to make the world turbulent.

They will stop in time, and the market will return to normal as soon as possible, and the people will be appeased.

However, Emperor Yongcheng's prestige as an emperor would be swept away, and his "pro-government" would become a joke.

"..." After listening to Zheng Nian'er's words, Emperor Yongcheng did not react in a hurry.

He was silent, and when he digested the words carefully, ecstasy finally appeared on his face.

"Haha! Good! Good!"

Emperor Yongcheng excitedly walked around in circles in the hall.

After several laps, he stopped in front of Zheng Nian'er, and looked at his little green plum with a pair of eyes as if looking at a peerless treasure.

"Nian'er, you, you really are my virtuous helper!"

Emperor Yongcheng hugged Zheng Nian'er into his arms, wishing he could pick her up and turn around in circles.

Ahem, as for why it didn't work out, Emperor Yongcheng refused to admit that he couldn't hold it.

He is only a fifteen-year-old half-grown man, and he is spoiled, how can he have such brute force?

In the end, Emperor Yongcheng could only express his inner joy and gratitude by patting his lover's back with a big hand.

"Come on, Nian'er, what reward do you want? I'll give it to you!"

When I was in a good mood, Emperor Yongcheng became extraordinarily generous.

The experiment of drying the salt had not been successful, so he was eager to reward the hero.

"...As long as I can help Erlang, I'll be satisfied. I don't want anything, as long as Erlang loves me and loves me!"

Zheng Nian'er was a bit harsh when she heard the word "reward".

What reward?

Can't we use the word "reward"?

Although the meanings of the two are similar, the former sounds like the superior is rewarding the inferior.

Although Zheng Nian'er was Emperor Yongcheng's favorite concubine, in her heart, she always felt that she and Emperor Yongcheng were equal.

She is not talking about human rights and democracy in disregard of the hierarchy of the feudal dynasty.

Instead, she felt that she and Emperor Yongcheng were "husband and wife", and there was no difference between who respected and who was inferior!

However, now is not the time to count these.

Zheng Nian'er thought that when the salt drying method she proposed really helped Emperor Yongcheng and let him know that she was not just a favored concubine and a harem woman, but a virtuous inner helper who could assist him, Emperor Yongcheng would naturally know how to respect him. she!

It's a pity that reality didn't give Zheng Nian'er this chance!

In other words, those aristocratic families were not as "good" as Zheng Nian'er had imagined before.

Emperor Yongcheng got the detailed method of making salt from Zheng Nian'er, and was about to arrange for his confidants to go to the beach around the sea to dry the sea salt, and chaos broke out in the Gyeonggi area.

"It's not good! There are more than a dozen counties around the capital, and all the salt shops are closed!"

"In just one day, Jingzhao Mansion caught dozens of disputes over salt!"

"...Your Majesty, there is no more salt in the palace!"

"There are also the South Camp and the North Camp. The soldiers can't eat salt, and they have already started to make trouble. If they can't deal with it in time, the camp may be bombed!"

In the courtroom, officials jumped out one by one to report the matter.

The first few things didn't seem so critical.

Although Emperor Yongcheng changed his face, he was not too panicked.

However, when he heard that the two military camps stationed in the capital were about to have trouble, his heartbeat instantly accelerated.

Immediately afterwards, officials of the aristocratic family headed by Wang Yuan began to make memorials.

Their memorials are written with sharp words, directly attacking the core of this incident - the reform of the salt administration!

Why are the salt shops closed?

Of course, it's not because of "salt". They are small businesses, and they were suddenly imposed a severe tax burden.

This is "can't afford to offend" people, and they all hide.

Why do people have disputes?

Can't get salt yet?

People may not eat meat, but they must not eat salt.

Without salt, people will have no strength and will get some strange diseases.

If the common people cannot buy salt, it is easy to cause panic among the people.

Now there are only some civil disputes. If the problem of salt cannot be solved as soon as possible, it is not impossible that civil unrest will occur.

As for the palace--

Ahem, the emperor himself caused trouble, he couldn't eat salt himself, that's what he deserves!

Only when he suffers himself will Emperor Yongcheng understand what kind of hard work those aristocratic families have paid for the stability of the world and for the salt from the emperor to the people!

The aristocratic families did not ask Emperor Yongcheng to appreciate it, they only hoped that he would not stab the salt merchant at every turn!

The salt crisis in the North and South Camps is the most important.

Even those aristocratic families are afraid of taking the situation out of the equation.

If the soldiers were really forced to bomb the camp, they would be in danger if they lived in the capital.

So, let's "persuasion" Emperor Yongcheng to bow his head as soon as possible.

Make a mistake, cancel those so-called "salt administration reforms", and everything will be back to normal. It's definitely hello, hello, everyone!

Emperor Yongcheng... You are all good, but I alone is not good!

He sat high on the dragon chair and looked down at the group of impassioned courtiers.

They were drooling, and they were gushing.

In their mouths, he Zhao Gui has become a foolish monarch and tyrant who brings disaster to the country and the people, forcing the people to rebel!

He seemed to stand on the opposite side of everyone.

Instinctively, Emperor Yongcheng was panicked and at a loss.

Soon, he calmed down, and there was only endless anger and anxiety in his chest.

Give him another three months, oh no, even if it's only a month, he, he can get better and cheaper sea salt.

At that time, he is not afraid of those profiteers hoarding and manipulating the salt market.

However, these people in front of them, it has been a month slow, it is estimated that they are not willing to give him even three days.

"Force me! You are forcing me one by one!"

Emperor Yongcheng was full of grief and anger, and he even found out in despair—

When he became the target of the crusade of the ministers, there were people up and down, but no one stood up to speak for him.

Feng Shou, his master Feng, actually closed his eyes and pretended to be nothing!

Tao Yong, his father-in-law Tai Shan, lowered his head and hid in the crowd, lest he be called by name.

There are also Concubine Shu, Concubine De's father, brothers... They, they all either dodge or play stupid!

Isolated!

Emperor Yongcheng suddenly felt a sense of loneliness and despair.

"Who will help me! I don't want the first decree to die!"

Emperor Yongcheng's childish face was full of anxiety and urgency, and a fine layer of cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

The courtiers were still impassionedly "persuading", and Emperor Yongcheng only felt that he was out of breath.

At this critical moment, the little eunuch's voice suddenly came from outside the hall, "Wang Shijiu, the bachelor of the Bowen Museum, has received the decree of the empress dowager, and a briefing is submitted!"

What?

Bowen Museum?

Oh, yes, this is the "new yamen" that Empress Dowager He tinkered with.

Bachelor Wang Shijiu?

Who is this?

It looks like a woman-

boom!

In the courtroom, including Wang Yuan, the civil and military officials showed expressions of astonishment...

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The heroine took the villain script