People in Hongwu, from heavenly master to emperor master

Chapter 42 The Zhu family's official dog is not even an official dog, I am a villain
The Zhu family's father and son heard the words, and the smiles on their faces froze again.

Zhang Yi's crow's mouth started again?

Zhu Biao glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang without any trace, trying to make amends to Zhang Yi.

"Brother Zhang, who doesn't want fame? A man should establish his heart for the world, establish his life for the people, inherit his knowledge for the past, and bring peace to all generations. Although I was born humble, I also have a heart to help the world and save the people...

Besides, you said that the current sage is an emperor through the ages, following this emperor, I believe I can realize my ambitions! "

Zhu Biao repeated the four words Qiangu Yidi, and Lao Zhu's ugly face relaxed.

Since Zhang Yi uttered the evaluation of "one emperor through the ages", the emperor has also been affected unconsciously.

This is probably Lao Zhu's most popular flattery, not one of them.

Seeing that the anger on the emperor's face subsided, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The younger brother of the Zhang family in front of him was good at everything, but his mouth was too stinky.

You say he has an opinion on the emperor, even the current emperor can't easily believe his evaluation of Lao Zhu, but if you say that he has an impression of Lao Zhu, well, this kid is also yin and yang Lao Zhu, no, this is no longer Yin and Yang, this is the output of riding the face.

If it were someone else, he would probably have died several times.

It's a pity that Zhang Yi didn't feel the kindness from Zhu Biao at all.

He hehe smiled:
"Brother, you are very ambitious, but poetry and distant places are not suitable for people like us, I only care about the present! The four sentences in the horizontal line are used to ask people who want to be saints, not ordinary people like us!"

Zhang Yi understood that Zhu Biao wanted to test his fame.

The so-called scholars, farmers, businessmen, merchants have wealth, but their status is not as good as that of farmers.Given the lack of respect in politics, it is not surprising that the sons of merchants are motivated to seek fame.

Not only children are like this, but even the elders in the family will try their best to let their children study.

The Ming Dynasty was a very contradictory dynasty. Lao Zhu actually hated businessmen more than many emperors.

However, he suppressed businessmen politically, but he did not cut off the imperial examinations for businessmen's children. Now the Enke has not been opened, but everyone knows that the imperial examinations will be held sooner or later.

Moreover, the current emperor does not seem to mind that the sons of merchants take the imperial examination, and Zhang Yi, who is a time traveler, can also confirm that merchants can participate in the imperial examination.

Brother Huang's family has ambitions, and Zhang Yi naturally supports him, but he is also not optimistic about his future, at least in Zhang Yi's mind, he has never heard of a famous official named Huang Mu.

Either this eldest brother's road to the imperial examination is not going well, or... the official career is not going well, and he is lost to everyone!
"If everyone thinks like you, is there anyone in this world who will do things for the common people?"

Lao Zhu was not happy to hear what he said, so he couldn't help interjecting:
"A man should seek to leave his name in history, to last forever, what do you know as a little Taoist?"

He really can't understand Zhang Yi's attitude, the world is his world, if everyone doesn't want to be an official, where can he find someone to order him?
"You say that today's sage will become an emperor through the ages, so naturally the support of scholars in the world is indispensable. If everyone is like you, the world will be hopeless!"

Zhang Yi didn't buy what Lao Zhu said.

He replied:
"I set my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!"

"What do you mean?"

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he had to talk to Zhang Yi a few more words, and his anger immediately came up.

A few days ago, I thought that Zhang Yi was a lucky star, but this lucky star's mouth is too poisonous.

Sure enough, Zhang Yi said:

"I said, even if I want to live for the common people and serve the king, I have to show my worth. Your Majesty may be a good emperor, but he will definitely not be a good boss. Anyway, the officials of Ming Dynasty follow my advice. Ah, whoever loves to be, I will definitely not be!"

boss?

Although he didn't understand what the word meant, it didn't prevent Zhu Yuanzhang from roughly guessing what Zhang Yi meant.

His blood is on his head again, every time this kid comes over, he doesn't get angry, does he feel uncomfortable?
"What's wrong with the emperor?"

"Stingy!"

hiss~
Zhu Biao gasped, and he tried his best to pull Zhang Yi away from Lord Yan to the world, but he couldn't stop him from dying.

Old Zhu's face was distorted by anger, but he suppressed it forcefully.

"The annual salary of officials in the Ming Dynasty, although the emperor has not yet formed regulations, but according to the provisional regulations, the official first-rank is no more than eight or nine hundred grains a year, the monthly salary is seven or eighty, the ninth-rank annual salary is no more than fifty shi, and the monthly salary is no more than Five stones... what is this little money enough for?"

Old Zhu replied coldly: "Is this money not enough? Seventy or eighty shi grains in one month, one mu of fertile land, but one mu to two shi grains a year, nine hundred shi grains a year, already counted as one Landlords with four or five hundred acres, what else do they want?"

"Even if you are a ninth-rank official, five shi a month is not enough to support your family? Among the common people, two acres of Susukida can support a large family. Fifty shi of grain a year is 25 mu of land, isn't it good?"

Zhang Yi laughed angrily at Zhu Yuanzhang's arrogance. This Uncle Huang is afraid that he will brainwash his son, right?
He replied: "Uncle, it's meaningless to do this calculation. You are right. An adult can only eat six shimi a year, and children, women and children will have to eat half of it. Counting one parent, one pair of children, plus maintenance The elderly in the family only consume about [-] shi of food, and there is still more..."

"Dare to be an official for Emperor Zhu, just to live, right? Don't you need money for clothes? Don't you need money for charcoal for heating in winter? A county magistrate also needs to keep servants and so on. Isn't this money?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's fire has been ignited, isn't this guy trying to argue?
"Does the emperor want to match them with a few beauties? How did the former Yuan Dynasty fall? Was it because the grassroots bureaucrats were corrupt and the people suffered so much? Could it be that the purpose of being an official is to get promoted and make a fortune? If so, the new dynasty How is it different from the previous dynasty?"

Zhu Biao was frightened. With his father's palace, he was actually irritated by Zhang Yi because of the official salary issue?

Zhang Yi was not angry about Lao Zhu's inexplicable anger, and even found it a little funny.

A businessman actually took the initiative to defend the emperor?

"Uncle Huang, I have studied hard for ten years, just to live a miserable life?"

Zhang Yi's soul question fueled Lao Zhu's anger even more. This question is the core issue related to ruling the world, and he insisted on arguing with this little bastard.

Zhu Biao was on the side, dripping with cold sweat.

He felt that he had to do something, lest the furious father reveal his identity and kill Zhang Yi.

"Xia Chong is indescribable, you are such a villain!"

Zhu Yuanzhang has already begun to ginseng the rooster.But Zhang Yi is not angry, everyone has a position, he can understand that from Zhu Yuanzhang's position, he doesn't like himself.

"Uncle Huang is a caring businessman, Zhang Yi admires him!"

Zhang Yi replied with a smile: "I'm only seven and a half years old, I'm a villain..."

Looking at his immature face with a look of scorn, Lao Zhu gasped, the anger in his body had nowhere to vent.

"Anyway, whoever wants to be an official of the Zhu family, in my eyes, he is not even a dog!"

(End of this chapter)