Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1616: First Cure the Poor

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After listening to Fang Jifan's guarantee.

Emperor Hongzhi felt relieved, and then smiled again: "Even if they rebelled, so what, if I can't even suppress the scholars, how can I rule the world."

So, continue to bow your head and eat crabs.

This crab is troublesome to eat, but it is full of taste, especially the crab roe, paired with warm rice wine, has an endless aftertaste.

Emperor Hongzhi took two bites, then raised his head to look at Mrs. Zhu.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhu just stood aside quietly, not making a sound easily, Emperor Hongzhi said: "Come, sit down and talk to me."

He has a little more respect for Mrs. Zhu.

This is an unusual woman.

Mrs. Zhu didn't delay much because of her status and etiquette, and sat down as she said.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu with great interest and said: "When I came to Nanjing, I spent most of my time in Xiaoling, just looking at the flowers, but I didn't notice anything. You have been in Nanjing for a long time, can you see anything?"

Obviously, Emperor Hongzhi trusted the Zhu family quite a lot.

Zhu said: "Your Majesty, the concubine is just a woman's family. She usually doesn't go out of the gate and doesn't go through the second door. How can she know anything about it? It's just... If your majesty asks, the concubine will know everything and say everything. "

Emperor Hongzhi sighed at this time, and then said: "At Xiaoling, the common people went into the mountains to plunder and poach. For many years, they have been repeatedly prohibited. I have seen some common people. They are in rags, hungry and cold. Hey...Looking at Ling I can't sleep or eat well."

Emperor Hongzhi was indeed a good emperor, and he even thought about many things far-reaching. Compared with the gentry, Emperor Hongzhi was more worried about these poor people. Entering the Xiaoling Mausoleum was a mortal crime. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was treason, but the people still flocked to it, which shows how far the court's laws and people's hearts have reached.

Mrs. Zhu thought for a while, then said: "Your Majesty... these people, it is not an exaggeration to say that these people are rebellious officials and thieves. But... thinking about it carefully, it is also forced by life. Xiaoling is the mausoleum of Emperor Taizu Gao , you must be very careful to guard against it, this is the dragon's pulse."

Mrs. Zhu paused, and then said: "Your Majesty asked your concubine, you must want to know why the people would do this... Your Majesty... Your concubine also heard a lot of rumors, not talking about other places, but Nanjing. It is true that in Nanjing City, there are singing and dancing, but Your Majesty, besides this Nanjing City, what about outside this city? The courtiers and concubines learned more than once from the people in the mansion that the refugees and the people could not survive, so they gathered together and turned into bandits. I heard that there are common people who are good people on weekdays, but at night they become water thieves and horse thieves. Duke Wei's government ordered Nanjing to be suppressed, but the suppression was not very good. When the ministers and concubines were young and married here, they were also Fortunately, these rumors are only occasionally, and when the concubine's grandson has grown up, such things will not be new at all."

Saying that, Zhu Shi also sighed with worry on his face.

After finally hearing the truth, Emperor Hongzhi frowned even deeper. Behind the tranquility of Jiangnan, there was something so terrifying.

In this way, those people who entered the Xiaoling Mausoleum for poaching and poaching are considered 'good'.

Mrs. Zhu continued: "It was also said that the southerners are unruly, there are quite a few of them, and they cannot be educated."

She glanced at Emperor Hongzhi, but immediately said: "But why the southerners are so savage, the concubines don't know."

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head and smiled wryly.

Fang Jifan, on the other hand, carefully sucked the crab's legs, and said: "It's not that simple, isn't it just poor? Jiangnan is no different than other places, where there are poor mountains and rivers, the people are poor, and the rich are not much better. This Jiangnan It is a land of fish and rice, and it can weave silk and make porcelain. This Zhumen's wine and meat stinks, but the road is frozen to death. This poor and crazy person has no clothes to cover his body, and can't eat enough to eat. Who will see the wine pool and meat forest in the Zhumen? Willing to be willing? It’s not that the southerners are unruly, it’s that they are afraid of being poor. The poor have tricks, the rich have a conscience, Your Majesty... Look at Erchen, there is no one in the world who doesn’t say that Erchen is good, but anyone who knows Erchen is a man , there is no one who does not give a thumbs up. It can be said that it is well-known and full of praise. But Erchen said very bluntly, is Erchen really so good?"

Fang Jifan spat out the crab shell, and said seriously: "The reason is nothing more than that my minister's family has money. With money, naturally I don't bother to compete with others for profit. With money, I can do some elegant things." For example, my son loves to read books the most, and he loves to read good books. My son absolutely does not read those dirty stories about the world. My son reads the Tao Te Ching and the Spring and Autumn Annals for pleasure. My son also reads He is kind and generous. When he sees the poor, he can’t stand it anymore. If he can’t bear it, he will never see someone poorer than his son. But what if the son can’t eat enough? The son can still read the Tao Te Ching and the Spring and Autumn Period, and he can also be kind and generous. ?"

Emperor Hongzhi nodded, he was different from his majesty who was rarely able to get out of the palace a long time ago. His experience is already very rich, so he can understand the meaning of Fang Jifan's words: "That's exactly the case, so in the final analysis, this enlightenment The way is to cure the disease of poverty first, if the disease does not go away, talk too much about enlightenment, let people learn like successors, do their best to share the worries of the court, and do not violate laws and regulations, this is tantamount to seeking fish after a tree."

Emperor Hongzhi cheered up and laughed: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. Now that you understand the crux, then just do your best. Jifan... You and I still need to stay here for a few days, so don't arrange it properly. Good gentry, I... have trouble sleeping and eating."

Emperor Hongzhi's visit did not move to the Nanjing palace, but directly settled in Wei Guogong's mansion.

Everyone in Duke Wei's mansion carefully enshrined.

Fortunately... Your Majesty is surprisingly easy to feed. He doesn't like to eat delicacies from mountains and seas. First, he only ate crabs, which was almost enough.

Then he fell in love with fresh large yellow croaker, and even became interested in oysters.

And I have no interest in extravagant practices and ostentation, I just love the taste of Jiangsu and Zhejiang people, put ginger and garlic, and steam it.

With the British Duke Zhang Mao in charge, the Nanjing Sixth Department was trembling. Liu Yi, the Minister of the Household Department, was severely scolded in front of the emperor, and then received the order to take charge of the migration of the gentry.

Of course, on the surface it is Liu Yi who presides over it, but in fact, every now and then, there will be some verbal orders, how to migrate, how to arrange, how many soldiers to arrange, how many ships to prepare, this matter is not big or small, almost everything It was prepared by His Majesty, and all Liu Yi can do is to obey orders obediently.

Speaking of relocation, Fang Jifan is an expert. At the beginning, he had advanced experience in relocating Fang's family. In this regard, Fang Jifan said that his level is second, and no one in the world dares to say that he is the first.

Countless gentry, with their belongings, under the protection of the guards and horses, took off the luggage full of cars and boarded the ship.

The family members were weeping and crying, and the elders were holding the ancestor's spiritual tablet, and they even shed tears on the skirts of their clothes.

Only innocent children pointed at the big boat on the pier and exclaimed: "Boat, boat... take a boat, take a boat..."

Not surprisingly, at this time, there will be a slap like a cattail fan, and the world will be clean.

Zhou Tangsheng looked haggard, he hadn't slept for many days, he didn't dare to close his eyes, once he closed his eyes, he seemed to see his ancestors looking for him, and his face was full of anger.

Really... unworthy descendants.

As for Luzon...God knows where it is.

The mountains are long and the rivers are far away. This time... I'm afraid... I won't be able to return to my hometown again.

Zhou Tangsheng's eyes were clouded, and under repeated urging from the soldiers, he boarded the boat slightly trembling.

The moment I boarded the ship, it seemed that life suddenly lost its meaning and became dull.

He stared blankly at the trestle bridge, where there was an endless stream of people who were about to board the boat calling each other, or some people were crying.

Zhou Tangsheng felt sad from his heart, Fang Jifan...that dog-like thing...

The boat... gradually raised its sails.

Gradually...leaved the land.

The boat swayed, and suddenly... Zhou Tangsheng's heart seemed to twitch... Then... he saw a familiar figure on the trestle... This person stood on the other side of the trestle, waving at the people on board .

Zhou Tangsheng saw it clearly, and his heart skipped a beat, it was Fang Jifan, it was Cao Cao Cao Cao would be here, this bastard... a weasel gave a New Year greeting to a chicken.

But Fang Jifan, who was bidding farewell to the people on the boat, became more and more blurred, and then...in Zhou Tangsheng's eyes, even the land gradually became farther and farther away, and finally...began to disappear.

Right at this moment...

Zhou Tangsheng suddenly wailed: "The child is unworthy, can't keep the family business, the child is unworthy..."

On the line between the sea and the sky, amidst the clattering of the sea waves... Zhou Tangsheng's mournful cries followed the waves, and finally hid in the sea, and there has been no sound since then...

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