General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 182
It's the end of the year again, and the sacrifices in the palace are held year after year. According to the system, Yan Song is no longer allowed to enter the palace.

Yan Song still quietly came to Xiyuan.

"Chen Yan Song, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Jiajing in the abbot said lazily: "Mr. Yan Ge doesn't need to be too polite. If there is no important matter, Mr. Yan Ge will definitely not enter the palace at such a time."

Huang Jin brought a round stool for Yan Song.

Yan Song bowed his head and sat down, then pulled out the notebook from his sleeve and said: "Your Majesty, this is the warrant that the crown prince delivered to the cabinet earlier."

"It is said that in the next summer, we will carry out the implementation of "Tanding into the Mu" in Daming."

"The veteran has already drafted the ticket with Xu Zisheng, but the veteran thinks that this matter needs to be consulted with His Majesty again."

Yan Song knew that Zhu Zaiyu's warrant could be sent to the cabinet, which meant that it was not only the prince's intention, but Jiajing's intention as well.

But Yan Song still came, some things cannot be done by tacit understanding alone, let alone such a big event.

"But something happened to the crown prince in Nanjing?"

"Your Highness inherits the heroic qualities, is resolute and resolute, so there is no trouble. It's just that there is such a disturbance in Xishan, and the matter of Litian is pressing ahead. Nanji has not yet had trouble, and the rest of the provinces have also heard the wind."

"Yan Ge always wants to say that food prices have gone up?"

"Your Majesty's holy opinion, since Yuanyu is not used, even in the capital, the price of rice is far from normal."

The rise in food prices was not because all the gentry knew about Xishan.

After all, in this day and age, lack of news is the norm, and more gentry in small places only learned about the whipping method next year from the clan of Litian.

These gentry who are full and have nothing to do on weekdays, who only count on tenant farmers, can naturally see at a glance that after the whipping method, the summer grain and autumn grants to all farmers to sell grain collectively are a good time to make money.

Buying grain in advance to save ammunition, and throwing it out together when the summer grain is converted into silver, so as to smash down the price of grain, as long as a gentleman within a few hundred miles figured it out, he would call his friends to do it together.

The more gentry participated, the lower the grain price during the summer harvest, and the more the big guys earned.

Yan Song looked at Jiajing carefully, and then said in a low voice: "According to what I have seen, this matter may not be possible with the power of one or two families."

What really worries Yan Song is that Jiajing made a strategic misjudgment.

"If they really have such abilities, my Ming Dynasty will perish."

Hearing what Jiajing said, Yan Song's hanging heart was completely relieved.

"Your Majesty is decisive."

Just do what you should do, after reminding Jiajing, Yan Songxuan got up to leave.

At the same time, Yan Song also completely believed in his own judgment.

Yan Shifan must be locked up at home.

After Yan Song left, Huang Jin said in Jiajing's ear: "My lord, I'm afraid the officials in the city are going to make a fuss."

"What are they doing?"

"They... think the capital is expensive."

Jiajing casually put down the memorial signed by Gao Gong, and then said with a smile, "Don't you just want food?"

"I'll help them again. Eight hundred miles away, I will urgently notify the provinces where grain prices are too high, and open warehouses as usual to sell grain at a low price, including the capital."

"Here."
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New peaches are exchanged for old talismans every year, and when the people in the city celebrate the new year, the dissatisfaction among the candidates who went to Beijing to rush for the exam is getting higher and higher.

In the 29th year of Jiajing, the first decree issued by the cabinet was the one issued by Zhu Zaixun.

The last big stone hanging over the heads of all the officials and the world's gentry fell completely.

Immediately after that order was issued, the price of food in the capital rose again in response.

There is no response to Wuju practicing martial arts day and night, but Wenju's disciples can't hold it anymore.

Many people with staring eyes gathered outside the Imperial Prison, lying on the ground reading books.

When Lin Tingji heard the news, he ordered his servants to rush to the Imperial College with food and wine.

All the disciples got up from the ground and ate a few mouthfuls after hearing that it was the food and drink of the Lin family.

Lin Tingji stood outside the Guozijian and said sadly: "According to the ancestral system, the family is poor, and the son should be allocated by the county as a Lijia official soldier, and the people in the county will share the expenses of going to Beijing. Why did you fall to this place?"

"Sijia, Mr. Fan Wenzheng said that he was worried about the world's worries beforehand. Now the people in the city have no land, and they cannot eat without this high-priced grain. We are weak, but we are all hungry."

When a child enters Beijing for an exam, he usually finds a place of residence by himself.

If it is really difficult, you can go to the Confucian Temple or Guozijian for help.

Among the crowd outside the Imperial College, there was one person holding a book and reading while nibbling on pancakes.

Among the crowd of starving people who are starving, those who eat normally have become an outlier.

Lin Tingji stepped forward.

"Then why don't you share the hunger with the people when you eat bread?"

Hearing Lin Tingji's words, that Juzi stood up and said, "Report to the teacher, the students are stupid since childhood, and they really can't understand."

"Don't you understand?"

"Mi is expensive today, and the kings and the people are hungry together."

"In the future, rice will be cheap, and rice will be cheap, which will hurt farmers. Are you going to be as poor as the people again?"

As soon as these words came out, the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding outside the Imperial College stopped abruptly.

All eyes were on this middle-aged Juren.

Outliers are always excluded.

Ju Zi, who was sitting next to the middle-aged Juren just now, also took the initiative to draw a clear line with the middle-aged Juren.

"Hai Gangfeng, when did the sages tell you this? At this time, the imperial court should sell the grain in the warehouse at a fair price to save the people from hunger and cold, and make up for today's deficit when the grain is cheap, so as to raise the price of grain and leave wealth to the people." This is the reason why Emperor Taizu Gao set up warehouses extensively!"

Hai Rui didn't say a word.

But Lin Tingji said: "Hai...Gangfeng, I think what you said in the same year makes sense, don't you think so?"

Hai Rui was asked by Lin Tingji.

The anger in my heart couldn't be concealed anymore, and I cupped my hands towards Lin Tingji and said, "Reporting to Bishop, the reason why Emperor Taizu Gao set up warehouses is clearly written, it is to replenish warehouses in good years, and to replenish warehouses in bad years. Disaster relief."

"Since there are no natural disasters this year, the price of grain is a man-made disaster. What's the use of opening a warehouse to sell grain?"

"Even if you open a warehouse and sell cheap grain, it's nothing more than an opportunity for the silverfish to take advantage of the opportunity to empty the imperial court's warehouse!"

Lin Tingji's face darkened.

"What kind of disaster are you talking about?"

"Doesn't the bishop know who is hoarding grain in the world? If selling grain at this time, wouldn't it justify the heart of a traitor, and use the imperial court's storage to wave the flag for lowering grain prices during the summer harvest?"

On the way to Beijing, Hai Rui could see clearly that the current high grain price was because the people who bought grain were not ordinary people at all, but gentry from all over the place.

If the imperial court really suppressed the price of grain, it would be nothing more than helping the gentry to reduce the cost of hoarding grain.

This is the gentry's counterattack against Li Tian.

Now the government releases the grain to stabilize the grain price, and it will all be smashed out in one go during the summer harvest.

Thinking of this, Hai Rui couldn't help but shook his head and sneered, "When they smashed down the grain price, the imperial court will follow suit to replenish the warehouse. How is this different from sharing the spoils with the thieves?"

There was no sound outside the Imperial Prison.

In just a few words, Hai Rui made most of the students in this subject remember his name completely.

Only Lin Tingji stood where he was, with a strange expression on his face, and muttered, "Like, it's so similar."

Just put a Ning Jue outside.

Here comes another Haigang Peak.

This God really doesn't want the court to stop!
Hai Rui didn't finish his sentence.

Everyone outside the Imperial College could clearly hear the sound of gongs coming from the street.

"Your Majesty issued a decree that the warehouses of all provinces should be merged with each warehouse in Beijing, and the warehouses should be opened together to release grain to relieve the hunger and poverty of the people!"

All the people outside the Guozijian celebrated with each other.

Only Hai Rui's complexion became more and more ugly.
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Just when the capital held up bullet crowns to congratulate justice over evil once again.

In an acropolis in Jizhou Town, more than a hundred chimneys are already emitting black smoke.

The Central Plains was short of silver in ancient times, so since Zulong swept Liuhe, he cast square hole money for civilian use.

In the Song Dynasty, the prosperous commodity economy in the Song Dynasty completely hollowed out the last batch of rich copper mines in Jiangxi. Therefore, due to the lack of currency among the people, a currency called "Jiaozi" was born.

Yuan and Ming dynasties both thought about replacing money with banknotes.

The reason is nothing more than the lack of silver and copper.

However, it is not difficult to find in the history books that under the input of silver in the late Ming Dynasty, the Qing court, which was the last to take over, suddenly had no shortage of silver.

The most outrageous thing is that the Qing court did not lack copper coins.

Because it is very simple, in the 13th year of Ming Zhengtong, Wang Zhen insisted on sending troops to the south to conquer Luchuan, killing all the writing, language, and civilization of Luchuan to extinction, which completely changed the pattern of chieftains in the southwest of Ming Dynasty.

Then, a large number of Han people poured into Yunnan, and the most direct consequence was that Yunnan Copper was born out of nowhere. By the Qing Dynasty, the annual output of Yunnan Copper had a peak of 300 million catties, and only Wumeng Prefecture ( That is to say, the copper produced by Zhaotong in later generations accounted for [-]% of the world's copper production. However, because of the money ban and the threat of Chengxi Tusi, Yunnan copper was not mined on a large scale in the Ming Dynasty.

And all this changed dramatically during the Jiajing Dynasty.

In the seventh year of Jiajing, there was the Ming Dynasty, the most thoroughly Sinicized, the so-called most virtuous chieftain of the Southwest, in Wang Shizhen's eyes, the chieftain An Wanquan, who had one of the seventeen families of the Ming Dynasty with a family property of more than 50 taels, borrowed his brother's post as Shuixi Propaganda Envoy.

From the seventh year of Jiajing to the 41st year of Jiajing when An Wanquan died of illness, it was the only window period for the mining of Yunnan copper in the Ming Dynasty.

Because An Wanquan has a lot of property in Shuzhong and Huguang, which are under the direct control of the imperial court.

A coppersmith ran up to Gao Gong, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Master, let the brothers rest, I haven't closed my eyes for two days and two nights."

The high temperature day and night made the coppersmith's face flushed.

A wooden box full of Jiajing Tongbao was moved in front of Gao Gong.

Gao Gong's eyes didn't even blink.

Still staring solemnly at the copper furnaces in front of him, he said in a low voice: "People don't stop the furnaces. If there is a shortage of people, they will go to the Chinese Army's Governor's Mansion to ask Zhen Lubo to transfer. Within three months, the copper coins that His Majesty wants to cast , must be delivered on schedule!"

The coppersmiths breathed a sigh of relief, and after singing in a low voice, they immediately took everyone down to rest.

In the West Garden, Jiajing, wrapped in a cloak, climbed up and looked to the southeast.

It is both Jizhou and Jiangnan.

"I never said that whipping must be taxed as silver."

(End of this chapter)