Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 667 Extra Story (Fifteen) Resentment of the Fans

"jingle……"

"Slaves, slaves from the south!"

"Hurry up!"

In June, when the trade winds from the Lesser Atlantic kept blowing towards the Arabian Peninsula, there were many Middle Eastern businessmen coming and going on an Arabian-style pier.

They walked on the gravel pier street, and there were many West Asian-style merchant ships parked at the pier next to them.

Here, low bungalows built of sand and stone are the most common buildings.

Most of the people on the gravel streets only wear linen trousers, even women, at most, have some linen to corset their chests.

Only a few nobles can wear robes made of cloth.

Black and white robes are the main clothing of the nobles here, and the silk and satin that the common people of the Ming Dynasty can wear freely is a luxury that only the king and crown prince can wear here.

The nobles enjoyed the sedan chairs lifted by the slaves, looking left and right at what new things were on both sides of the street.

Most of the goods on the wharf are some drought-resistant fruits, slaves from Kunlun Island in the west, and abundant fish at sea.

However, even with the small Atlantic Ocean as its back, it is difficult for the local primitive fishing technology to catch enough fish for all the population, and these caught fish need to be sold to pay a heavy tax to local officials.

Therefore, most of the people who set up stalls on both sides of the street are skinny, and many of them even have their skinny skin sunken into their ribs.

Compared with them, the overfed nobles are particularly eye-catching...

"Jingle Bell……"

The wind chime of the sentry post was blown, and the drowsy soldier was wearing simple clothes. He was not so much a soldier as an ordinary person wearing sackcloth and holding a cold weapon.

People like him are the most common soldiers of the Jabrid Dynasty.

Soldiers who can wear armor are basically those who follow and protect the nobles.

Such a lax defense gives chances to those who are willing, and when black spots appear at the end of the sea in the distance, the Jabrid dynasty will also usher in its own end...

"Hurry up!"

"Fixed shot reloading, the direction of time is four quarters, one round of pre-shooting, ready..."

On the surface of the sea, more than a dozen steaming ironclad ships appeared, and the footsteps of the sailors kept ringing back and forth on the deck.

As the golden shells were stuffed into the barrel, Huang Fei, the captain of the navy, also raised his binoculars.

He put the binoculars in front of his eyes, and while seeing the port clearly, he said softly: "Put it..."

"Bang bang bang!"

On the ninth day of June in the 40th year of Apocalypse, the Ming Dynasty sent troops to the "East Kunlun Peninsula (Arabia)", and the naval governor Huang Fei sent [-] troops to Sohar.

On the first day of July, in just 21 days, the Jabrid Dynasty and the Mafa Kingdom collapsed successively.

It was already August [-]th when the news came back to the capital.

On the auspicious day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Emperor Zhu Youxiao decreed that Yongguo should be canonized at the southern tip of the Dashi Peninsula, and two lands, Jabrid and Mafa, would be rewarded to Yongguo.

Zhu Cixuan, the king of Yong, entered the feudal domain on the first day of February in the next year. The feudal state led ten battalions of soldiers and horses, and the internal funds alone allocated 100 million taels to reward Yong Guo.

The 100 million taels will be used to purchase flintlock guns, Yanshan five-jin guns, and a large amount of supplies.

At the same time, the internal funds will also undertake the relocation of Yongguo immigrants in the next ten years.

When the time came to the 40th year of the Apocalypse, with the continuous increase of the Ming Dynasty's annual income, the income of internal funds is also advancing with the times.

The banknotes printed with the face of the emperor have exceeded 2000 million taels, and [-] million taels are issued every year.

The issuance of every tael of banknotes will bring the royal family an income of ten coins.

In other words, only the paper money issued each year can bring the royal family an income of 20 taels.

In addition to these, there are many sources of income for internal money, so the amount of internal money deposits has become an object of curiosity for many officials.

But they can only be curious, after all, since the separation of national funds is a good thing for the country.

Otherwise, with Zhu Youxiao's personality, even if the Ming Dynasty's treasury revenue doubled, he might not be able to support his squandering.

Compared with the Ming Dynasty and the feudal clans, the internal funds of the Qi clan can be said to be extremely shabby.

After the restructuring and determination in the 30th year of Apocalypse, there is only one source of national income for Qi Fan's internal funds, and that is the subsidies from the Qi State court.

The subsidy increases every ten years, and the initial subsidy amount is 10 taels.

When Yongguo was canonized, the officials of Qi State also conducted a second discussion on the subsidy and decided to increase it to 30 taels, but it was rejected by Qi Wang Zhu Youjian.

On the ninth day of October, Qi Wang Zhu Youjian ordered that the subsidy be increased to 15 taels, an increase of only 50%...

The reason why it only increased a little was because Zhu Youjian was still receiving salary from Daming.

Although he resigned from many official positions, at the same time Zhu Youxiao also retained many official positions for him. For example, he has always held the position of the commander-in-chief of the Five Armies.

This position alone has an annual salary of 3000 taels, and there are seven or eight such positions.

Therefore, Zhu Youjian himself is definitely enough.

The state of Qi has a lot of waste to do, and each policy needs money. Zhu Youjian only needs to meet the expenses of the kings and princesses of the counties.

If it wasn't for Xia Yunyi and others who felt that 10 taels was too little, he might not have thought of raising the subsidy at all.

After all, for him who enjoyed so many modern technologies in his previous life, there is really nothing in this era that can make him addicted.

The only addiction may be that he has given birth to seven sons and six daughters in the past 17 years.

Compared with Ding Xingwang of Qi Fan, although Zhu Youxiao, who is far away in Ming Dynasty, also likes to stay in the harem, he has not farted a few farts in the past 17 years. It is no wonder that Zhu Youxiao is so generous to King Yong and King Ding.

However, although Zhu Ciran's three brothers are over 30 years old, none of them has more than five children. The children born to the four fathers and sons are not as many as Zhu Youjian alone.

In the letters from home, Zhu Youxiao asked Zhu Youjian's recipes more than once.

After eating the recipe to no avail, he even felt that his younger brother must have hidden something, otherwise how could he be able to give birth so well.

For this reason, Zhu Youxiao was angry with Zhu Youjian, and the two hadn't exchanged letters for three months.

It's just that whenever this kind of thing happens, it's Zhu Youxiao who can't help it in the end.

He had expressed more than once that he wanted to go to Qi State, but Zhu Youjian meant that Daming was busy with state affairs, so he asked him to help Zhu Ciran more, so as not to tire Zhu Ciran.

Although Zhu Youxiao answered everything every time, he turned his head and hid in the Qianqing Palace and continued to play with his wood.

The few times when he was out of the palace, he was either building his large woodworking buildings, or going to the north to escape the summer heat and the south to escape the winter.

If it wasn't for Zhu Cilang's son being born early and Zhu Heyin helping to deal with the government affairs, then Zhu Ciran would probably follow in Zhu Youjian's footsteps.

In any case, although Yongguo has not yet started to immigrate and develop, all feudal lords are keenly aware of one thing.

Zhu Ciran has already started plotting against Ottoman, but judging from the canonization of Yongguo, Ming's national power has not yet reached a level that can go further on the basis of the current territory.

"This supervisor, really wants to behave far beyond his father's generation..."

Dongyue, a nearly sixty-year-old man with an old face, held the latest news of Yongguo canonization in his hand, and couldn't help but say such a sentence.

At this moment, he was sitting in a large four-wheeled carriage, and below him sat a middle-aged man in his early thirties.

Although the two were wearing ordinary satin round-neck gowns, the regulation of the carriage, the imposing manner of the two, and the thick memorials placed on the table all showed that their identities were unusual.

"The insurmountable thing in front of this supervisor is not Long Live, but King Qi, right, father..."

As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, the old man glanced at him, and at the same time thought of Zhu Youjian's figure in his heart.

Since Zhu Youjian was only [-] years old when he left Daming, in his memory, Zhu Youjian gave people a very strong sense of oppression regardless of his appearance or momentum.

Zhu Youjian is old, but in the hearts of many people, he is still the same as before.

"Such a person, there are very few people in the past and present, and who dares to say that they can surpass..."

The old man murmured subconsciously, and the middle-aged man nodded his head slightly to express his approval. At the same time, he also picked up the memorabilia on his desk and said:

"Qi State promised to ship 500 million shi of rice to Tang State this year. It's really hard for me to imagine that Qi State's food is so rich..."

The middle-aged man's words exposed his identity, and also exposed the identity of the old man in the first place.

The old man who was nearly sixty years old was the current Lord of the Tang Kingdom, Tang Wang Zhu Yujian.

As for the middle-aged man, it was Zhu Linyuan, the current heir of the Tang Dynasty.

At the moment, the two are on their way to the outer city of Luodu, the capital of Tang Dynasty.

Zhu Yujian lifted the curtains of the carriage, and looked out of the carriage through the transparent glass.

Outside the car, the cement-paved road is particularly conspicuous, and on both sides of the cement road, there are buildings with a southern style of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Youjian's brothers, uncles and nephews have always wanted to weaken Jiangnan's influence, but Jiangnan's population actually determines that no matter how Zhu Youjian and the others try to weaken Jiangnan, Jiangnan can rise rapidly.

At present, most of the immigrants from the overseas vassals are from the people in the south of the Yangtze River, which is impossible.

Zhu Yujian looked at the passing carriages and the people of the Tang Kingdom on the streets of the outer city. In his eyes, he could hardly see any people of color.

Most of the colored people who exist slightly exist as slaves, helping their masters to carry things.

However, the Tang State has high requirements for Kunlun slaves, and currently there are only 10,000+ legally registered Kunlun slaves in the entire Tang State.

Most of them suffered castration, which is a rule handed down from the Central Plains since the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

In addition to the Kunlun slaves, there are also some white people in Tang, but they are only allowed to live temporarily in the port town, and none of them can live for more than two months.

This rule was learned and applied by Zhu Yujian from Qi Guo.

It can be said that in the vassal system of the Ming Dynasty, if one wants to say which country has learned Qi Guoxue the most thoroughly, it may not be the Ming Dynasty of Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Ciran, but the Tang Dynasty of Zhu Yujian.

In Zhu Yujian's heart, he didn't think there was anything worth learning from Daming at all.

For a long time, he felt that it was because of Zhu Youjian that Daming was able to change, so he wanted to learn from the country where Zhu Youjian was located.

It is precisely because of his persistence that Tang has become the number one country in Kunlun Continent.

The current Tang State has a population of 170 million and more than [-] million mu of arable land.

Tang country's only pain point is the thermal melting effect of the rainy season due to the fact that most of the country's land belongs to the rainforest climate.

The nutrients in the cultivated land are washed by the heavy rain into the deeper underground, so if a piece of cultivated land has been rotated, it will only take a few years for the land to be completely sterile.

Therefore, Zhu Yujian has been listening to Zhu Youjian's words and plowing and resting the cultivated land of Tang State.

Facts have proved that his choice was not wrong. Compared with the Ji and Huai countries that suffered from disobedience at the beginning, the Tang country has been developing rapidly.

"How many people can be migrated this year?"

Zhu Yujian put down the curtains, and Zhu Linyuan, who was standing next to him, also responded: "The number of people will probably reach 7000 in a year."

"This is already too much. Many feudal clans in Kunlun Continent have around 5 people this year."

"We can get so many immigrants, it should be Guochaokan who agreed to it under the condition of the first vassal of Kunlun in Tang Kingdom."

Zhu Linyuan talked about a reality of the immigrants from Levia.

Although Daming has more than 800 million newborns every year, Zhu Ciran is in the process of tightening the immigration issue.

There are eight vassal states in Kunlun Continent, and the annual influx of immigrants is controlled within 50, which makes the eight vassal states very aggrieved.

Originally, what they had to face was tens of millions of Kunlun slaves. Now that immigration is restricted, everyone feels aggrieved.

"This population has been restricted since the 35th year of the Apocalypse. Now we are adding such a small population every year. If we want to advance to the inland, the speed will not be fast."

"If you don't build cities and towns inland and reclaim arable land, it will be difficult for the army to encircle and suppress the Kunlun slaves."

"Father, the prison country has placed too many restrictions on us..."

Zhu Linyuan vented his dissatisfaction, but after hearing his words, Zhu Yujian was very calm.

"We are restricted, what about the Indians..."

"It's the same!" Zhu Linyuan frowned and said what he knew about the Indian feudal clans:

"India has more than 200 vassal states. Since the local immigrant population exceeded 35 million in the 800th year of the apocalypse, the country has also restricted them."

"According to our information, the number of migrants from India's slave vassals this year should not exceed 80."

"80..." Hearing this number, Zhu Yujian smiled lightly:
"There are more than 200 vassal states, and 80 immigrants are divided into them. This prison country is really..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but it was not difficult to see from his expression that he was very contemptuous of Zhu Ciran's methods.

As a future emperor, it is understandable for Zhu Ciran to be afraid that the feudal clans will be too powerful, but even if he does not restrict them, the feudal clans cannot migrate many people every year.

Take Daming’s more than 800 million newborns every year, and it is still increasing with time.

Even if the feudal vassals had to relocate 400 million people every year, Daming's losses would be limited. After all, the growth rate of Daming's production capacity could not keep up with the population growth.

The migration population of the feudal lords is not only young and middle-aged, but whole households, including the old and the weak.

It can be said that even if 400 million people are relocated, at least 100 million of them are elderly people, which will reduce the burden on Daming.

However, Zhu Ciran didn't think so.

"Including the Qi State, it is estimated that the annual immigration of so many of our vassal states is not 200 million?"

"should not."

Zhu Yujian really wanted to know Zhu Youjian's thoughts at this time. He couldn't help but wonder if Zhu Youjian regretted not being emperor back then.

When he thought of this, the moving carriage also stopped, which meant that they had reached their destination.

Zhu Linyuan got up consciously, and opened the car door for Zhu Yujian, and the guard at the car door opened the shrinking steps at the door of the carriage.

Zhu Linyuan helped Zhu Yujian get off the carriage, and what appeared in front of their eyes was a tall concrete city wall.

This is the city wall of the outer city of Luodu, and this is also one of the places where Zhu Yujian looked at the situation of the people.

He doesn't have Zhu Youjian's skills and self-confidence. The older a person is, the more he cherishes his life. Standing on the top of the city and looking at the lives of the people from a distance is already one of the ways Zhu Yujian can keep pace with the times.

Zhu Yujian walked up to the top of the outer city, which was three feet high, and an extended version of the telescope was placed at the gate tower.

He stood in front of the telescope, and then used it to look at the people in the city.

In his eyes, this swamp that used to be a dilapidated small town has now become a capital city with a circumference of more than ten miles.

The hard concrete roads and civil buildings give this place a taste of the Central Plains, and there are not many people in the street wearing all kinds of Hanfu, each doing their own work.

Because of the underpopulation, only nearly one-third of Luodu's outer city has buildings, and the remaining two-thirds are farmland.

Zhu Yujian could use the binoculars in his hand to see the farmland not far away, and watched the people bow their waists and pull weeds in the farmland.

While he was looking at these, Zhu Linyuan beside him also said:
"After the grain from Qi is shipped, the price of domestic grain should be maintained at four fen per catty in the next two years."

"In addition, the king of Qi also said in the letter that the country of Qi will soon be able to export livestock, so we don't have to worry about it."

"But father, at present, more than [-]% of the grain, fertilizer, cloth, and sugar in my three kingdoms of Tang, Ji, and Huai come from Qi."

"If Qi suddenly cut off trade at any time, then we might become the Song Dynasty in the Spring and Autumn Period..."

Zhu Linyuan wanted to express her worries, but Zhu Yujian interrupted:

"King Qi's life is still long, don't worry about this."

"Compared to these, I am more worried about Guochao."

"Compared to King Qi, Guochao is a little more stingy after all. Not only does the machinery not export, but even the export of ordnance is refused."

Zhu Yujian used a rifle in the army, so he naturally knew the difference between a flintlock and a rifle.

Although he intends to make it, Tang's iron smelting technology is not up to the level of producing rifles, so after more than ten years of research, he still has no clue.

"Mechanical and ordnance, these are the existences that the feudal lords dare to throw at the mouse."

Zhu Yujian looked away, as if he was satisfied with the life of the people in the city.

He turned his head to look at Zhu Linyuan, seemingly absent-minded, but Zhu Linyuan felt his father's seriousness.

"Think of a way to get all the university textbooks from Qi Guo and Guo Chao."

"Tang Kingdom...must have its own Armament Academy..."

After Zhu Yujian finished speaking, before Zhu Linyuan could speak, the sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance.

An official with a yellow notebook rushed over, bowed and bowed when he walked in front of Zhu Yujian, and handed over the notebook at the same time, with a somewhat anxious tone:
"Your Highness, there is news from the east that Qin Minping, the Governor of the Western Army's Governor's Mansion, passed away on the tenth day of October..."

"..." Hearing these words, Zhu Linyuan and the surrounding generals tensed up.

Zhu Yujian, who is the King of Tang, unconsciously twitched the corners of his eyes. After a while, he turned around and looked at the people in the city. After thinking about something, he muttered:

"Let the people in the east pay close attention..."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)