General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 143
In Xiyuan, those counting rooms have retreated one after another.

The book case in front of Jiajing is full of all kinds of ledgers and chronicles of food and goods in previous dynasties.

After Zhang Zuo and Lu Bing entered, Jiajing also gradually regained some sanity.

"Which yamen is editing Shihuo Zhi?"

Zhang Zuo blurted out: "My lord, Shihuo Zhi was jointly compiled by the Imperial Academy and the National History Museum."

"Okay, from now on, I will give you a new job in Dongchang."

Zhang Zuo's heart tightened.

"My lord, please order."

"East Factory will start to compile the food and goods chronicles of the two capitals from now on, and report them once a month. I only need the food and goods chronicles of the two capitals, but I have to check the food and goods chronicles of the two capitals carefully! I will calculate the price of silver and money! If there are no people, I will directly pick a few exciting ones and send them to the inner school to learn, do you understand?"

"I save it."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zuo was overjoyed.

This is equivalent to Dongchang having the right to recommend to Neishutang.

At that time, the Supervisor of Rituals relied on the Neishutang to overwhelm the Neiguanjian and became the head of the 24 internal supervisors.

Even if the number is small, after all, the power is growing.

The two capitals are just the economic hubs of the south and the north, and can roughly find out the money of the 13 provinces in the two capitals.

Jiajing waved his hand directly, signaling Zhang Zuo to back down.

After Zhang Zuo left, only Lu Bing was left in Xiyuan.

"Have you checked the accounts of the Tao family?"

Lu Bing bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, the Tao family's business is not so easy to check."

"how?"

Lu Bing took out a playbook from his sleeve and handed it to Jiajing.

"I have generally found out that Dow is not directly engaged in merchants."

"Dow mostly focuses on lending, or partners with others, and is only responsible for paying the money. Dow takes shares and then distributes dividends."

Jiajing's brows gradually wrinkled.

"How much is the share dividend? It's such a great deal, wouldn't he, Dow, eat it himself?"

Only then did Lu Bing continue: "Your Majesty, Tao's concubine is sparsely populated, and Simen Xie's family has been massacred again. I'm afraid these few people won't be able to afford such a big deal."

"Dao's calculations are also very clear. He paid a lot of money to let others take more shares."

Jiajing frowned.

"Isn't he afraid that others will make money and kick him away?"

Lu Bing smiled bitterly.

"I can't kick it."

"Dow's business is nothing more than silk, tea, and porcelain."

"When the silk is produced, it needs to be sold outside. If the silk producer kicks Tao's away, no one in the southeast will dare to accept his silk, and his colleagues will take the opportunity to crush his business."

"Unless all the families launched an attack at the same time and kicked Dow away at the same time, there have been signs of change in Beijing a few days ago, but after the customs discussion was raised, they went into hiding again."

Lu Bing sighed, and Tao Shixian made Jiajing laugh angrily.

In this way, all the businessmen who partnered with the Tao family have essentially become the white gloves of the Tao family.

It can not only avoid risks but also hand over the industry to experts.

"Well, my Ming Dynasty has such talents. Even if the Shang Sage Fan Li is still alive, it would be a loss to Ning Jue to die in Ning Jue's hands."

Lu Bing lowered his head and said: "I'm afraid this is not the work of Tao Shixian alone, it should be able to achieve such a scale after two generations of management."

"Because of this, the accounts of the Tao family are too involved. I am afraid that every family in the southeast is involved. There are both wealthy salt merchants and high-ranking officials. It is really difficult to check."

The Tao family has long been neither an official nor a businessman. Tao Shixian is just a Honglu Temple preaching goodness relying on his father's shadow, but he can call the wind and rain in the court.

In the next step, wouldn't it be possible to guide the great Ming Dynasty with only the body of a commoner?
Jiajing frowned.

"So it's true that only Japanese pirates can control them?"

Lu Bing bowed his head and said, "Not necessarily. The Chenguan Southeast family is not monolithic. The Tao family has been trying to avenge Xie Ge, but Xu Dong, the thief chief behind the thief Wang Zhi, seems to have many people in his care. He died in Zoumaxi last month."

"What about the rest of the houses?"

"It's almost the same as the Tao family. Seeing that the Tao family has made money by doing this, they will follow suit. It's just smaller. I'm afraid they are intertwined with the Tao family."

Jiajing pondered for a long time, and then said leisurely: "My way is why Mr. Yangming was so happy to be honored back then. A true saint, Wangmen..." Jiajing couldn't help laughing at the mention of Wangmen.

Back then Wang Shouren's reputation had already been well established, if he insisted on giving up the title, Yang Tinghe would be killed, and the title would not be awarded.

But if the Wang family has no title, can the descendants of the Wang family resist the temptation of this white money?

In the end, Wang Yangming chose to put a lock on his younger generation.

"Today they flatter the king's family and claim to be the descendants of the mind. In the future, the world will be in chaos and disaster will come to them, and it will be their descendants who will recite the king's scriptures and turn against the king's family."

"It has been thousands of years since Yongjia went south, and the scriptures in the mouth have been changed one after another, and the scriptures in the bones are nothing more than those things that are talked about."

"One more 1000 years of practice, that is, this little promise, it's a pity that I don't realize the Tao."

Lu Bing shook his shoulders and nodded: "Father Jun's way is pure and honest, how can mortals understand it."

"Wen Fu, guess what kind of memorial Xu Jie will give me after Ting Tui?"

"The minister is stupid and bold to speculate. They dare not say that it is wrong to spread the money to the mother. They can only meander a little. They dare not do whatever they want under the emperor's feet. Then Ning Bingxian is afraid that he will be promoted."

"Should it be the same as usual, get a few green leaves, and then add a flower like Ning Bingxian?"

Jiajing smiled when he heard this.

"The donkeys of Guizhou are poor in skills."

Things have come to this point, scholars are nothing more than killing chickens to scare monkeys, trying to find a way to delay for a while, the emperor's feet are either Dongchang or Jinyiwei, doing it in the capital is no different from courting death.

Whether you want to play the assassination of the public or the assassination of the dark.

Even Ning Jue had to go to a place as high as the sky and far away from the emperor.

Only in this way can they have a chance to start.

"Huang Jin."

"The minister is here."

"If Mr. Xu Ge wants to submit a recommendation, he will return it with this thing." As he said, Jiajing took off a jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Huang Jin.
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There are only Xu Jie and his son in the Xu family hall.

Xu Jieduan sat in the hall with a gloomy expression on his face, but Xu Fan's face was pale.

"Father, since someone has spread the news back, I have already informed you, don't throw away the field, don't throw away the field, no one listens."

Xu Jie picked up the teacup and said sadly: "Who can stop such things? If you stop, others will think that my Xu family wants to go first. The roots are in the court, not in the Jianghu."

One whip is scary enough.

Xu Jie didn't expect that Ning Jue insisted on setting up a stall.

Calculated, the Xu family alone has to pay at least four thousand shi for food every year, and the Xu family can afford such a sum of money.

Xu Fan's heart is bleeding when he thinks of spending like this every year in the future.

"Then let's just watch it like this? The one who measured our Songjiang land is the clan of Yifu. It's clear that he, Yan Song, colluded with Cui Yuan to assassinate our Xu family!"

When Xu Fan heard about the cabinet's arrangement, Xu Fan almost didn't feel angry directly.

This is not a measure of land, isn't this people from Fangyi Mansion coming to Songjiang to avenge their revenge?

"Who is to blame? Why didn't they think so much when they went to help the child of the Cui family recognize his ancestors? Are they really treating the Cui family like mud?"

"Before, someone from the Metropolitan Procuratorate reported that Ningke's final meritorious service was vacant, and I had already recommended it."

Xu Fan frowned.

"Nan Ningke has been standing all year round, even if he has made great achievements in the transformation of Jiyou, he will not be promoted to the fourth rank."

But Xu Jie whispered in a deep and unpredictable voice: "He must be this Qian Xian!"

"It must be... No, father, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is not short of Qian Xian, you mean to transfer Zhou Liang... Do you want Ning Jue to go to Yingtian?"

Only then did Xu Fan suddenly realize.

"Father, tall, tall."

"After crossing the Yangtze River, the Emperor Tiangao is far away. If anyone can't help it, this Ningke will never come back."

Xu Jie smiled without saying a word, obviously very satisfied with Xu Fan's answer, at least he was not so reckless as to end up going to get rid of Ning Jue.

Some people are more anxious than the Xu family.

Why do you have to do it yourself, you can just deliver the goods to your door.

As for how the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River treat Ning Jue, that's none of my business. Even if Ning Jue is really fateful, he can just let Ning Jue take care of him in Yingtian.

Before the father and son could speak, the butler of the Xu family came over.

"Master, there are people coming from the palace."

Both of them felt their hearts tighten.

"who is it?"

"Eunuch Huang, Supervisor of Ceremonies."

Xu Jie didn't dare to be negligent and hurriedly ordered his servants to go out to meet him.

Not long after, Huang Jin walked into the hall of Xu's house.

"Hurry up, prepare tea. The Minister of Internal Affairs will visit late at night, but the emperor has an order."

Huang Jin bowed slightly towards Xu Jie.

"Mr. Xu Ge, you don't have to be polite, our family is just here to deliver things to you for Father Jun."

When Xu Jie heard the words, he immediately bowed down.

"Minister Xu Jie, thank you for your grace."

After finishing speaking, Huang Jin took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Jie. Before Xu Jie could see it clearly, Huang Jin hurriedly said: "Old Xu Ge, there are rules in the palace, our family will leave first."

"Xu Fan, send the inner minister for me."

"Young Master Xu, you don't need to be polite, our family will leave."

"Inner Prime Minister, go slowly." Xu Fan sent Huang Jin out of Xu's house, and waited for Xu Fan to turn around.

But he found that his father's face was pale, and his body flickered, and he sat down on the ground.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Jie pointed to the brocade box in front of him, and Xu Fan stepped forward to take a look, only to find that there was a piece of jade in the brocade box.

The emperors of all dynasties bestowed Jue, which basically meant to tell their ministers that they should be decent.

Xu Fan couldn't help but look horrified.

"Father, why did you die like this?!"

"Xu Fan, in the future, you need to discuss with a few younger brothers more about the family affairs, and you will be a man with your tail between your legs. If Ning Jue wants to measure the land, let him measure it. Let's..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Jie's face regained some blood.

"Your Majesty, does this mean that you have approved my memorial?"

Xu Fan also came back to his senses a little bit.

"Yes, that's what it should mean."

Xu Jie sat paralyzed on the ground, not recovering for a long time.

"Fortunately, I'm not old enough... If it were someone else, I would hang myself at home tonight."

Xu Jie's heart was filled with the joy of escaping death.

It's just that Xu Jie couldn't laugh anymore.

Because if it has such a deep meaning, this jade ring has a strong sense of threat.

Why did the emperor scare himself?
Nothing more than a few words.

Although Zoushu is right.

But your abacus is so loud that I heard it in Xiyuan.

You can figure it out.

(End of this chapter)