Brother Zhu Youxiao

"Sell newspapers and sell newspapers! Shaoqing's new policy is implemented, and the big guys' good days are coming!"

On the streets of Wuchang, when a middle-aged man under the newspapers opened the roller blind and began to shout, people waiting to buy newspapers rushed up and snapped up the newspapers.

Wuchang is one of the ten provincial capitals with the best economic development in Ming Dynasty, so there are not a few people who like to read newspapers.

Where the economy is good, people often like to pay attention to political and economic news, and according to the behavior of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, it seems that every emperor will implement a set of new policies after taking office.

It has been 358 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Even after the governance of the four generations of emperors Tianqi, Qiansheng, Yongchang, and Xianjia, some class conflicts inevitably occurred among the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Just like now, after snapping up newspapers, the scattered crowd revealed their identity and class.

Those who ride bicycles are basically workers and civilians, while those who can come by car are local wealthy businessmen, or high-ranking officials who have returned to their hometowns to provide for the elderly, and servants of noble families.

"Woo rumbling..."

A Daming brand white car was ignited by one person, and the roaring sound of the engine attracted the attention of the surrounding people, and everyone was envious.

Even though they all knew that the man driving the car was just a servant of a high official, they still couldn't help being envious.

The servant sitting in the driver's seat felt the gaze, and immediately puffed out his chest proudly.

He put on his seat belt, and then drove the vehicle towards Qingchuan Pavilion in the distance.

On the way, he could see some students on winter vacation and workers rushing to work.

No matter how many people pass by, he can feel the eyes cast on him from all around.

Even though he knew that these eyes were all looking at this car, he still felt that he was among the upper class crowd.

After a while, he stopped at an intersection, and the standing traffic lights in the middle of the intersection caught his attention.

He glanced down at his watch and murmured to himself, "There should be 20 seconds left."

As he spoke, he looked at the decoration inside the car.

The solid wood interior and leather seats, as well as all kinds of metal machinery made his blood spurt.

"300 taels of silver, I don't know if I can afford one in my life."

He murmured, then clicked his lips, and drove away when the light turned green.

There are pedestrians wearing silk on the side of the road, and most of the clothing is dragging and round-neck robes that are more convenient for exercise.

Due to the rise of the folk economy, many people like to tattoo various patterns and embroidery on their clothes, which makes driving men scoff.

He drove the car into a gas station, and a man in a short jacket walked over.

"Full."

The man spoke, and then observed the gas station.

There are four refueling posts in the gas station, and there are entrances and exits on the left and right. There are four Bingmasi soldiers with guns standing guard at the entrance. Next to it is a sentry box where you can rest, and there is a soldier sitting and resting in the booth.

"Okay, three, two, five, three!"

A person suddenly appeared in the car window. The man was taken aback. After a moment of reaction, he took out the money bag, counted the money and handed it over.

The worker who received the banknotes and coins counted them and nodded after confirming that they were correct.

Seeing this, the man drove out of the gas station, and then drove towards Qingchuan Pavilion in the distance.

Qingchuan Pavilion is located in Hanyang, one of the three towns in Wuchang. It is located on Yugongji at the east foot of Guishan Mountain on the north bank of the Yangtze River. It faces the Hanshui River in the north and the Yangtze River in the east.

This building was first built in the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. It was added by Fan Zhizhen, the magistrate of Hanyang, when he was building Xue Yuji's palace.

The man drove to the Yangtze River Bridge. When feeling the magnificence of the Yangtze River Bridge, he did not forget to take a look at the Yangtze River.

The clear water of the Yangtze River is full of flower boats and painted boats, and the gorgeous girls on the boats make the men swallow.

It's just that when he thought of the prices of these girls, he subconsciously touched his shriveled purse with a bitter expression on his face.

Not long after, he came to Hanyang on the other side of the Yangtze River with bitterness, and drove into Qingchuan Pavilion.

After parking the car, he got out of the car and walked around the car. After making sure that there was no scratches, he took the newspaper and walked up to Qingchuan Pavilion.

Walking around in the pavilion, he was extremely careful, just because he knew that the people who could drink tea in this pavilion were people he could not afford to offend.

Walking up to the top floor, he knocked on the door of a private room, and then there was a sound of "enter".

He pushed the door open, then turned around and closed it, then walked to the three sofas with his head down, and handed out the newspaper with both hands: "Master, this is today's morning paper."

"Well... get back." The old man's voice came, and then the newspaper in the man's hand was taken away. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly exited the private room.

When he walked out of the private room, an old man in a Taoist robe who took the newspaper put on his glasses, and then carefully read the newspaper in his hand.

At the window behind him, a young man was standing in front of the window wearing a round neck robe, holding a book in his hand, and looking at the people walking outside Qingchuan Pavilion.

"Sure enough, with the support of the vassals, Long Live is not afraid of the officials of the two parties at all."

The old man shook his head and sighed while reading the newspaper.

Hearing his sigh, the young man in front of the window turned around and sat down in front of the sofa, leaning against the sofa and laughing contemptuously:

"Father, if you want me to say, Wanzai is not afraid at all."

"Everyone knows what's in the Armament Academy, so why make things so rigid."

"Don't mention the vassals, just the state of Qi can make them undecided."

"After all, they are very clear about what is in the Armament Academy, but what is in the Academy of Sciences, I am afraid that only King Qi knows..."

As soon as the young man's words came out, the old man couldn't help frowning, but he couldn't deny that his son was right.

He closed the newspaper, then rubbed his brows: "The two parties and Long live are fighting so badly that even I have to go home to avoid the limelight."

"It's just that the old fox Tian Wenjing saw it clearly and asked me to work in Wuchang."

"Huguang inspector..."

"This official position is not easy to do."

As the old man said, he couldn't help taking off his glasses and took a sip of tea.

Compared to his worry, the young man opposite him couldn't help laughing and said: "The affairs of Huguang are difficult, but they are easier than the affairs of Chaoli."

"I've seen it these days. Huguang's geographical conditions and economic environment are good. What we need is to do a special operation, set up factories, and let the people have a place to make a living."

"It's not that simple..." Hearing what his son said, the old man could only let go of the newspaper and showed him the "three price increases" policy.

"This three-increase policy is probably the clarion call for Long Live to declare war on the two parties."

"Increase in salary...increase in military pay...increase in wages..." The young man took the newspaper to read the content, and then said with a smile:

"This is very good. It shows that there are still people in Long live's heart. As long as there are people and people are good to the people, then we need to support the emperor's policies."

"Not only do we need support, we also have to call on people with lofty ideals from all over the world to support us."

"Ze Sheng...do you think it's easy?" Seeing that his son was still so optimistic, the old man couldn't help but smiled wryly:

"The situation is complicated. Who knows who is who? It is said that they are people with lofty ideals, but it is also possible that they were stabbed in the back."

"Father, it's not that I think it's complicated, it's that you think it's too difficult." The young man stood up:

"King Wen said back then that whoever wants to fight against the people must be prepared that the war will never stop."

"When the war starts, the enemy has the final say."

"When it ends, we have the final say."

"No matter how powerful the officials of the two parties are or how many troops there are, I only know that if we stand with the people, we will not lose. Where there is oppression, there will be resistance!"

The spirit of the young man infected the old man, but even so he couldn't help but smiled wryly:

"It's okay for you to say this here, but if you say it outside, I'm afraid you will be suppressed before you become an official."

Facing this, the young man turned around and said with a smile:
"I'm not afraid of their suppression. They suppress me, but that proves that I'm on the right path!"

"This year's Enke, I want to pass the exam and go to the officialdom."

"No..." Hearing his son's words, the old man shook his head:

"This year's Enke, it is estimated that Long Live will come up with a policy on how to check and balance the two factions. Don't get involved."

The old man is very clear that this year's Enke is a puddle of muddy water, and whoever swims in this muddy water will get dirty.

Just facing his words, the young man smiled and shook his head:

"If I'm afraid of being suppressed, what kind of official should I be?"

After all, the young man walked out of the private room with a smile, while the old man couldn't stop shaking his head as he watched his back.

He got up and walked to the window. In his eyes, the young man walked out of Qingchuan Pavilion and walked to the Enke examination center opposite Qingchuan Pavilion.

"Hi, I'm here to sign up."

The young man spoke with a smile, and a teacher sitting at the registration point also nodded with a smile: "Native place, age, student status, name."

"From Changsha, Huguang, 22 years old, Sociology of Huguang University, Li Ziren, Zi Zesheng..."

Li Ziren spoke with a smile, and the teacher nodded, and issued him an admission ticket:

"You are a college student, so you don't need to take the government exam on the first day of August. You have to wait for the provincial exam at the Wuchang Academy of Sciences on the first day of September. After you pass it, you will go to Nanjing to take the general exam on the first day of October. If you pass it, you will go to Beijing to take the palace exam."

The instructor handed an examination admission ticket to Li Ziren, and when he got the examination admission ticket, he also raised his hand to thank him, then turned and left.

He walked into the crowd with the admission ticket, and the people around him were holding newspapers and laughing heartily. In this atmosphere, he seemed to be infected too, and his steps couldn't help but become firmer.

On the first day of the first month of the first year of Shaoqing, the Shaoqing New Deal was officially implemented.

Among the "three increases", the New Deal of the Ming Dynasty stipulated that the military salary of soldiers was increased to 20 taels per year, that of soldiers and horses was increased to 15 taels, and that of government servants was increased to 14 taels.

In addition, the salary of officials with the largest number of ranks has increased from 18 taels to 10 taels, and officials of other ranks have increased by [-]% correspondingly...

As for wages, the minimum domestic wage was raised to 120 Wen per day, and Huangdian took the lead in raising wages. More than [-] million workers in Huangdian enjoyed this benefit. The salary increased from [-] Wen to [-] Wen. To forty texts to [-] texts.

State-owned factories raised wages, and private factories could only follow suit, but they still stepped on the red line and gave the minimum wages of [-] cents.

But even so, the more than 1000 million private workers couldn't help but celebrate happily.

It's just that their happiness seems to be a kind of torture to themselves in the eyes of many merchants and the nobles behind the scenes.

On the second day of the first lunar month, a group of ministers impeached the policy of "increasing wages". Many officials believed that rising wages had caused the profits of most private factories to decline.

But for this, Zhang Tingyu, the second assistant, took out document after document, no matter which one, it can prove that the current private factories are unevenly distributed.

In imperial stores, workers' wages accounted for three-quarters of the imperial store's profits, while in private factories, workers' wages accounted for only one-half of profits.

If there were no imperial stores, perhaps the wages of private workers would be reduced to one-third or even one-fourth of the profits.

More than 3000 million workers, behind them represent more than 3000 million families, which is close to a quarter of the total population of Ming Dynasty.

Daming made this decision after careful consideration and understanding of the market situation.

For so many years, the total amount of currency issued by Ming Dynasty has reached 17 billion. Even though the population of Ming Dynasty has reached more than [-] million, this currency still keeps rising prices among the people.

Especially after the war in the Xianjia period, the prices within the Ming Dynasty rose by about 10% to 20%.

Therefore, the increase in wages this time is more in line with the law and will not have any adverse effects on the market.

The reason why the ministers objected was that the rise in wages led to a decline in the profits of them and the merchants behind them.

But in this regard, Zhu Bohai did not intend to make concessions. Instead, he started the "five negatives and three positives" campaign against such behavior.

Starting from the third day of the first lunar month, Zhu Bohai decreed to reorganize the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and appointed Li Fu as the Zuodu Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to carry out the three-year Beijing Procuratorate.

After reorganization, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is extremely efficient. Once local people report officials, the Metropolitan Procuratorate will dispatch all of them to conduct investigations in the province in a blanket manner.

Under such a high-pressure investigation, many Huangdian officials and private businessmen have been found out for illegal activities such as corruption, bribery, bribery, and tax evasion.

For serious criminals, the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the three divisions will conduct a joint trial and punish them severely according to law.

Among them, the most typical example is the sentencing of major corruption criminals, former Guangdong general Wang Yingyin and former Zhejiang governor Jiang Xiang, to the three clans.

In addition, more than [-] officials who formed a party for personal gain were ordered to be beheaded, and their three clans were exiled to the three provinces of Persia, implicating more than [-] people.

Because there are too many corrupt and bribery officials, in order to avoid vacancies, the county examinations, government examinations, provincial examinations, general examinations, and palace examinations originally scheduled for July, August, September, and early October in mid-October had to be brought forward to April, Friday, and October. June and July.

In July, the topic of the palace examination was "How to Peace the Heart of the World", and the champion was Li Ziren from Changsha Mansion.

The plan of the Ministry of Officials was originally to keep Li Ziren in the Imperial Academy, but Li Ziren asked to join the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Therefore, after soliciting his personal ideas, the Ministry of Officials sent him to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to serve as the censor of the Qipin Huguang Supervision.

Such an official position is a bit low for a champion, but Li Ziren worked very hard.

On the first day he got the official certificate, he packed his bags in the official workshop of the capital and left the bustling Beijing city, returning to Huguang alone.

When he arrived in Huguang, it was the climax of the implementation of the "New Deal", and because his father was the inspector of Huguang, he was inquired about his temperament early on.

After learning that Li Ziren was a stubborn and selfless person with a clear distinction between love and hate, many corrupt officials took the initiative to report illness and return home.

The rest of the stubborn corrupt officials thought that Li Ziren had nothing to do with them, so they continued to occupy positions, colluded with businessmen in the yamen, and accepted bribes.

As the supervisory censor, Li Ziren had the right to inspect by bus, but he felt that driving was too ostentatious, so he bought a few horses with people from Huguang officialdom, and started his inspection tour on horseback.

At the same time, Qi Shizi Zhu Yiming and grandson Zhu Bomu returned to Qi State.

In August, Li Ziren arrived in Changsha and received reports from the local people that the local roads were always repaired and repaired. Therefore, Li Ziren went to work there pretending to be a worker, and experienced the tricks for himself.

After three months of hard work, he collected a lot of evidence, and sent a real-name report to the Yamen of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate by telegram, and at the same time listed a lot of evidence from local officials.

On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Jingyao, the magistrate of Changsha, and more than [-] officials in Changsha Prefecture were reported and arrested. Li Ziren was awarded by the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate.

On the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, Li Ziren was invited to the Beijing Metropolitan Procuratorate for a court meeting, where he met Li Fu, the censor of Zuodu, and was received by Emperor Shaoqing.

During the meeting with the emperor, in front of many officials, he boldly put forward the view that "what the emperor should do is to supervise the Metropolitan Procuratorate and all the officials, and governing the country should be done by the officials".

Regarding his bold speech, Emperor Shaoqing just smiled, and did not hit him or suppress him.

In the first month of the second year of Shaoqing, King Zhu Hexuan of Qi passed away. Emperor Shaoqing sent Prince Zhu Zhongbing and Shangshu Boceleng of the Ministry of War to the State of Qi to express their condolences.

It is worth mentioning that Bo Tseleng, Minister of the Ministry of War, is a descendant of the Mobei Khalkha Mongols who naturalized in the Central Plains during the Great Ming Dynasty.

At the same time, he is currently the highest official among the naturalized Mongols.

This is also the first time that the Ming Dynasty sent naturalized Mongolian officials to participate in the condolences of the feudal vassals. At this time, the Mongols are not much different from the Ming people.

Even in Mongolia, which is far away in Eastern Europe, nearly one-third of its citizens are Han Chinese at this time, and high-level Mongolian nobles are proud to marry Han women and sons.

Not only Mongolia, but also foreign countries have basically maintained this custom.

In March, King Qi Zhao was buried, and his son Zhu Yiming took the throne of Qi, and Zhu Bomu was canonized as his son.

On March 76, when officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate were conducting a Beijing inspection in Nanhaifu, Jiugang, the gunner of the "Wang Yue" naval gunner of the South China Sea Fleet misoperated and fired shells, hitting the cruise ship "Nanhai" full of officials from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. [-] officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate died, and none survived.

According to history, the "Nanhai Incident"...