Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 80 Alas, the Holy Son of Heaven please return! ! !

But now that the food supervisor suddenly said such a sentence, Zhu Di naturally felt that there was something tricky in it.

But he didn't ask, but looked at the food supervisor, then at the gloves on his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Just now you said... this glove, um, what is it made of?"

The food supervisor thought that Zhu Di hadn't heard clearly, so he immediately said: "The words that return to the emperor are made of wool!"

Zhu Di paused for a moment, then continued to ask: "What is that wool made of?"

The food supervisor thought for a while and said, "Xia Shangshu said that it was woven from the wool bought from the grassland!"

"Wool..."

Zhu Di heard the food supervisor confirm this again, suddenly put his hands on his waist, took a deep breath, then looked at the gloves on his hands, then at the group of generals on the left and right, and then at the gloves on his hands.

Others didn't know what he was thinking like this, but Zhu Di thought about it for a long time, then looked at the food supervisor with a serious face and asked, "What is the output of the textile factory? How many pairs of gloves can we weave in a day? What is the cost?"

The food supervisor was puzzled, but Xia Yuanji had explained these questions to him when they came. Hearing Zhu Di's question, he just thought about it for a while and said:
"Xia Shangshu said that the textile factory has more than [-] pieces of textile equipment. Excluding the looms that have been eliminated, there are about [-] pieces of textile machinery left. It can produce [-] woolen yarns a day, and one woolen yarn can be woven. Five pairs of gloves, and as for the cost, a piece of wool is said to cost five cents."

"One piece of wool is five cents, and one piece of wool can produce five pairs of gloves. If that's the case..."

Zhu Di's eyes lit up, and he asked immediately, "That means the cost of a pair of gloves is one penny? You can produce 1000 gloves a day...not [-] pairs, but less than [-] taels of silver?"

Hearing Zhu Di's calculation, the food supervisor shook his head in a daze and said, "No, I heard that His Royal Highness Taisun sold the wool to the common people at a price of ten cents a penny, and then sold it at A pair of gloves can be bought back at the price of ten fen, so the cost of a pair of gloves should be nine renminbi!"

"And the common people saw that it was profitable, and there were so many participants that it was difficult to supply even the quantity of wool for a while, so I felt that if there was enough wool, maybe hundreds of thousands of pairs of gloves could be obtained in a day, and it was also possible. Not impossible!"

Zhu Di nodded his head when he heard the words, but the eyes of the uncles around Zhu Di immediately lit up.

He and the emperor would not dare to snatch it, but if Yingtian can produce hundreds of thousands of pairs of gloves a day, even if it is the turn, it will be their turn in a few days, right?

However, the limited production made them somewhat disappointed.

The limited production means that the output of tens of thousands of pairs per day cannot be achieved.

They were thinking about this question, and then they saw Anyuan Hou Liusheng standing up suddenly, cupped his hands at Zhu Di, knelt down on one knee and said:

"Your Majesty, the last general invites you to fight!"

"Please fight?"

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment. He was also thinking about the limited wool production just now, and he was also stunned when he saw his beloved general suddenly ask for a battle. He subconsciously asked:

"Why ask for a fight?"

Hearing this, Liu Sheng said without thinking: "Back to the emperor, since the wool is made of wool, the general will know that wool is a thing. Every tribe on the grassland will raise a large number of sheep. Since His Royal Highness Taisun's woolen yarn production is limited. , then please ask the emperor to send the last general a cavalry, let the last general go to the grassland to grab enough wool, and send it to His Highness Taisun. In this way, the army will surely have a pair of lieutenant generals in a few days. "

After Liu Sheng finished speaking, the eyes of the other masters beside him also brightened.

These people were all picked up by Zhu Di himself, and it can be said that they are all Zhu Di's confidant generals.

I didn't have so many twists and turns in my heart. I heard that wool production was limited, and I was a little regretful. After all, less production a day means that they may not be able to let their soldiers wear gloves for a day or two at night.

Hearing Liu Sheng's reminder now, he immediately reacted.

Yes, the production of wool is limited, so go grab it. Anyway, there are so many sheep-raising tribes on the grassland, so it’s not easy to grab it casually?
The next moment, after thinking about this matter, Master Hou immediately knelt down like Liu Sheng and said:
"The last general, Zheng Heng, invites you to fight!"

"The last general, Chen Mao, invites you to fight!"

"The last general, Li Bin, invites you to fight!"

.........

Zhu Di saw a crowd of people asking for battle, his eyes lit up, and when he was about to give an order, the grain supervisor at the side stood up with cold sweat on his forehead and said:
"Several generals, that's what they said, but that's not how accounts are calculated. The generals don't know. The reason why the production of woolen yarn is limited by His Royal Highness is not because there is not enough wool, but because there is not enough textile machinery. Therefore, the quantity produced in a day will be limited!"

"What's so difficult about that!"

Hearing the food supervisor's words, one of the several Hou Ye uncles immediately stood up and said:
"Since there is a shortage of textile equipment, let's grab the textile equipment. As much as His Royal Highness wants, I, Wang Tong, will go and grab as many as His Royal Highness."

The food supervisor was dumbfounded when he heard the words. Couldn't this group of killers have something gentle in their minds besides robbing?
Textile machinery, this thing is only available in Daming, if you go to grab it like this, isn't it just that your family is stealing from your own family?
If so, he might as well not say this at all, and let these people go and grab the grassland people's sheep.

Anyway, it won't be the people of Daming who will suffer.

Zhu Di on the side was calmer after all. Knowing that what Wang Tong said was thoughtless, he gave Wang Tong a look and reprimanded:

"Looting, robbing, robbing is all you can think of? Those textile equipment are only owned by the people of Ming Dynasty. Do you want to send troops to rob the people of Ming Dynasty?"

"That can't be!"

Hearing this, Wang Tong scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. Hearing Zhu Di's words, he also understood what he said, how big the problem was, and he was too hesitant to speak again for a while.

And here Zhu Di pondered for a moment, then said: "Fan Zhong, arrange for someone to convey Zhen's will to Taisun, and order Taisun to recruit private textile equipment by himself, and also order the Textile Bureau to allocate all textile equipment and personnel to Taisun for distribution. .”

"The commander's decree!"

Fan Zhonggong said yes.

Zhu Di nodded, and looked at the few people kneeling on the ground asking for a fight. After thinking about it, he finally gave up the idea of ​​letting these people plunder the grassland.

The main reason is that snow has started to fall on the grassland now, and it is all white and misty as far as the eye can see. If it is a small group of troops, it is very easy to get lost.

And large troops are easy to scare the snake, and if they are targeted by Mahamu's people, those small tribes will definitely flee early if they see it.

So after thinking about it, he gave up this idea and said, "Get up, we'll talk about the looting after the snow melts!"

Hearing this, the few people who asked for the battle also understood that the emperor had given up on looting. When the snow melted, it would almost be spring, and the weather would be warm by then, so it wouldn't make much difference whether there were gloves or not big.

But Zhu Di naturally doesn't care what these people think, he thinks about more things.

Before this Northern Expedition, his grandson told him about the strategies for conquering the grassland.

Although some things seem immature to him, he has to say that there are many things that can be learned from.

For example, let the grassland people recognize the rule of Ming Dynasty, and the current grassland is no better than the past grassland.

The Northern Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, and the people on the grassland were scattered in the same piece of sand. Even in his own army, there was a cavalry formed by the Mongols, Duoyan Sanwei.

This cavalry originally belonged to Ning Wang Zhu Quan's soldiers and horses, but after being borrowed by Zhu Di, he spent a lot of money to buy it, and then selected the strongest among them to re-form his own Duoyan Sanwei.

Coincidentally, the army formed by the Mongols was not the only one in Daming.

During the Northern Expedition of the old Zhutou, especially in the two years of battles in 1387 and 1388, no less than hundreds of thousands of Mongols were captured.

Although these Mongols were capricious with the rise of Oirats and Tatars, Zhu Di also understood in his heart that this did not mean that Ming could not rule the Mongols.

It's just that the hopes of the Mongols have not been completely extinguished. As long as the hopes of these Mongols are extinguished, it is not impossible to rule the Mongols.

In his opinion, what these Mongols rely on to resist the rule of Ming Dynasty is nothing more than cavalry.

Once the Mongols lost their cavalry, for Daming, it was an existence that could be suppressed with a single hand.

And the plan to buy wool proposed by his grandson may not be applicable to the two tribes of Oala and Tatar.

But for those Duoyan Sanwei who have been conquered by Ming Dynasty, and other Mongolian tribes, it is completely feasible.

Now that he is still there, these Duoyan Sanwei and other Mongolian guards are frightened by his existence and dare not make any rash moves. This is the best time.

At this time, as long as these guards have a taste of the sweetness of raising sheep, they will inevitably raise a large number of sheep without external threats.

In this way, there will be fewer horses.

In less than ten years, these people will adapt to being a qualified sheep herder. Even if another ambitious person appears, without horses, what threat will there be to Daming?
So Zhu Di immediately gave up this plan after a few masters and uncles proposed to rob at the very beginning.

Since the effect of wool is so great, how about trying the method that my grandson said?

Even if it fails, there will be no loss to Daming.

And if it succeeds, it will be a merit that will benefit generations to come.

So in Zhu Di's view, these sheep-raising tribes on the grassland not only cannot plunder, but even protect them.

Let them unite spontaneously under Da Ming's wings, and then start to shepherd Da Ming's sheep.

If someone dared to rob them, Daming would even send troops to protect them.

Let them get used to a comfortable life and the way that raising sheep can lead a good life.

And for those who have always been hostile to Ming Dynasty, such as Mahamu and Tatar, they should fight thoroughly and break the backbone of these tribes.

Let those Mongols who have taken refuge in Ming Dynasty see no hope at all.

Thinking of these, Zhu Di understood the direction of what he should do next.

Looking at the snowy sky in the north, he took a deep breath of the cool air, and said:
"Pass down the order. From today onwards, all tribes that follow our Ming Dynasty and serve our tribes will be accepted by the Ming Dynasty. If they are willing to herd for the Ming Dynasty, the Ming army can provide them with protection, open the market, salt, cloth, Pottery, as well as food, are interchangeable!"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

After Zhu Di finished speaking, a group of generals and soldiers responded respectfully.

Although they don't know why Zhu Di gave such an order, to them, Zhu Di is the only commander in the army.

Every order is a military order, you just need to follow it.

Seeing this, the food supervisor on the side also shouted along with the crowd.

After all, everyone else yelled, but he didn't yell, what if the emperor misses him?
And just when everyone was shouting for Zhu Di's decision.

At this time, the gate of the barracks, which was originally blocked by the convoy of supplies, suddenly sounded a miserable howl:

"Alas, my minister Kong Jin, I will play His Majesty the Holy Son of Heaven. His Majesty the Holy Son of Heaven is in power. The Northern Expedition to the Yuan Dynasty is a good story through the ages, but I don't know people well. , establish useless medicine, reject the orthodoxy of Confucianism and Taoism, cause disputes arbitrarily, destroy the reputation of sages, the people of the world are full of grievances, the court is in chaos, and the Ming Dynasty is about to perish. The Holy Son of Heaven returns to court, punishes injustice, cleans up the universe, punishes tyranny, and restores peace to the world. Only then will he live up to the prestige of His Majesty the Holy Son of Heaven and the expectations of the people all over the world. The minister Kong Jin is not grateful for his kindness. Although he died today, However, it is no regret to be able to honor the name of the Holy Son of Heaven!"

(End of this chapter)