Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 267 The Awkward Old Zhu
In the evening, doctors from the National Academy of Scholars came to check the pulse again. Zhu Biao stood in front of the couch, thinking about something with his hands behind his back.

There was no one else in the yard outside except for a few young eunuchs holding lamps.

The process of diagnosing the pulse was not long. After the doctor got up, Yu'er and Jin'er hurriedly followed the doctor to wait for the doctor's order.

"The princess is suffering from a cold, and the fetus in the womb is fine. After a few doses of medicine, the fever subsides and it will be fine. But in the future, you can't take such risks again to avoid mental and physical exhaustion."

Zhu Biao glanced at Chang Meirong, followed the doctor and walked out, took a look at the prescription, and handed it to Jin'er.

Let her go to the Pharmacy Bureau of the Sixth Bureau of the Eastern Palace to prepare soup and medicine with the doctors.

"Your Highness, what should Miss do?"

The dowry maid turned her head and looked at Zhu Biao with red eyes.

Zhu Biao glanced at her arched legs, thought for a while and said, "Go and boil some ginger water, soak it in cotton cloth, and bring it here."

"You can't cook in the small kitchen of the dormitory, you have to go to the Dianshan Bureau." After finishing speaking, Yu'er left with two maids.

Chang Meirong also contracted the cold because of begging for mercy for herself. The symptoms were not obvious in the morning, but now they are more serious.

Her father is leading troops to attack Sichuan at the moment, and she is pregnant with a child for herself. At this time, she may have a lot of things on her mind, and she didn't notice this, so it is inevitable that she will be exhausted.

Zhu Biao went out and called one of the maids: "What the princess is doing these days, I don't know what's on my mind."

The maid lowered her head, she was waiting close by, she was so frightened that Zhu Biao wanted to punish her, she choked with tears and said: "Qinglian doesn't know..."

"Forget it, you go."

Zhu Biao thought for a while, then sat next to Chang Meimei, looked at her protruding belly, and sighed: "How can you be so exhausted... the palace is too boring?"

Seeing Chang Meirong who was sleeping, Zhu Biao took a soft stool and sat down, lifted the quilt, reached out to hold her snow-white ankles, and then exposed her knees.

"Bring it." Zhu Biao said.

The maid handed over the cotton cloth boiled with ginger, which was a little hot and wrapped tightly around the knee.

Feeling hot, she opened her eyes and said in a daze, "Your Highness, you..."

"Knees to drive away the cold, don't move."

"Yes." Chang Meirong nodded and watched Zhu Biao lower his head and stretch his legs, a little flattered.

"Is there something wrong with the princess?"

"Concubine..."

"Don't worry about that." Zhu Biao wiped his hands and said, "Go and change your clothes."

Chang Meirong motioned to the maid next to her: "Serve Your Highness to change clothes."

When Sanbao arrived at the outer hall, Zhu Biao had already changed his clothes and said to him, "What's wrong?"

"Master, Your Majesty is here." Sanbao pointed to the outside of the hall: "He didn't come in, so it's not easy for servants to ask."

"Go here alone." Zhu Biao nodded, shook his clothes, and walked briskly.

After walking for a long time without seeing it, Zhu Biao looked left and right, only to see Lao Zhu standing at the gate of the front yard of Yongning Palace.

Yongning Palace is one of the East Six Palaces of the inner court. It was rebuilt in Beiping in the 18th year of Yongle, and it was renamed Chengqian Palace in the fifth year of Chongzhen, where the beloved concubine Tian Xiuying lived.

"Father."

"Well, let's go for a walk."

"Yes." Zhu Biao nodded.

There was no movement for a long time. After Lao Zhu finished speaking, he tapped Ruyi on the back with his hand and said, "Well, my eldest grandson is okay."

"The princess is just suffering from the cold, and the father is worried about it." Zhu Biao stepped forward and said: "Why don't the father... come in with the son?"

Just as Old Zhu was about to answer, Empress Ma's voice came from behind him: "Why are you still standing here? There is no overnight feud between father and son. Let's all go in. It's so cold."

Yu Yi chuckled, took the box from Empress Ma's hand, and carried it into the Hall of Changle.

Walking to the outer hall, Empress Ma said: "You two don't go in, talk outside, don't bring the cold into it."

"Aren't you also cold?" Lao Zhu said with his eyes wide open. Empress Ma glanced at him, and Lao Zhu immediately understood what she meant.

After pouring hot tea, Lao Zhu took two symbolic sips, walked to Zhu Biao's bookshelf and wandered around: "Are these books about farming and business?"

"For the convenience of reference, I ordered Three Treasures to collect them."

"Uh... we looked good, let's look at that thing."

"What?" Zhu Biao didn't respond.

"We didn't say anything." Old Zhu put down his teacup awkwardly and said, "It's annoying, let's just talk about it. We've looked at the treasure banknote, but we'll have to discuss it later."

Hearing this matter, Zhu Biao smiled and said, "Thank you, Father."

Old Zhu shrugged his nose and said, "If you need anything, just tell us, let Yu Yi send it all, our old Zhu's family can't treat Miss Chang's badly, Xu Da wrote a letter from Beiping a few days ago, everything is fine."

"That's good." After Zhu Biao finished speaking, he asked someone to bring some snacks to Lao Zhu: "I think you can first check the workshops that make private money."

"We have repeatedly banned this private casting."

Privately coining money is actually counterfeit money to put it bluntly. The affairs of the world are profitable. If the fundamental problem cannot be solved, the private coining will always exist.

In the early days of the founding of each dynasty, the imperial court would use various methods to increase income. The most effective way was to make money desperately, and the people would also take advantage of this to make private money.

"I heard that some officials who minted money and the minters of the government privately cast Hongwu Tongbao in their spare time, even at the expense of lowering the fineness and enriching their own pockets. This matter should be investigated to eliminate the source.

If Tongbao Bank is established in various places, we should increase supervision and stabilize the official banknotes and currency system. "Zhu Biao said.

When the imperial court minted money and issued treasure banknotes, as long as there were raw materials, they could start immediately.When the imperial court used the money fan to make money, the folks immediately used mud and clay to reproduce the money fan.

Even if there is no mother money and carved mother money, folk private workshops choose copper coins with good quality and appearance on hand for simple processing and refurbishment.Although the fake money is smaller than the mother money.

But the government also casts randomly, and the size is not very fixed.One by one cut corners, and one by one was messed up.

The consequences are still paid by the imperial court, so it is necessary to crack down on private casting workshops and improve the anti-counterfeiting of coins.

After Lao Zhu and Empress Ma left, Zhu Biao was about to rest when the little eunuch came to report: "His Royal Highness, Shen Qiancheng, please see me."

"Bring him in." Zhu Biao sat on the chair.

Not long after, Shen Qiancheng came in: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

Zhu Biao wanted to ask Shen if he knew it, but he didn't say anything, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Shen Qiancheng has experienced wind and rain, and has seen Zhu Biao many times, so he said with a smile: "In the past two months, the winery has made 4000 taels of profit, and today I have time to send it over."

"Leave 7 taels, and you can take back the 4000 taels. The food and fruits are all made by you. Now that she is gone, there is no need to be like this."

Shen Qiancheng groaned secretly in his heart, this was a sign of offending the crown prince, and immediately declined: "No problem, no problem, being able to serve the court is a gift from the Shen family."

Of course, apart from the Imperial Merchant, the Salt Bureau and the Weaving Bureau both had Shen's family, and Zhu Biao knew it very well, but he only treated the Shen family preferentially for her sake.

"Is there any news about her?" Zhu Biao couldn't help asking.

Shen Qiancheng: "Interrogation failed. I only guessed that she went to Yunnan. Her mother was in Yunnan back then. I don't know other things. This child has great ideas. Since my mother passed away, she rarely talked to me about these things."

"Then why can't I find any information about road guides in various places?" Zhu Biao thought that there would be some inappropriateness in asking further, and said, "Gu should not be involved in your family's affairs, but let your concubines be given to Gu An." Divide a bit."

"It's Your Highness, I know this matter well."

Zhu Biao was fascinated for a while and said: "I have one thing to ask you. Do you have the source of private casting of copper coins and private printing of precious banknotes?"

For a while, the air was quiet.

Shen Qiancheng began to think in his heart what to say was the most appropriate way to make private money. He had some experience in business, but there were some things that he couldn't say.If you make a mistake, you will lose your mind.

"You know? Don't worry, someone from the court will handle this matter."

"I know two of them. One is a gambling shop at Caishikou in the south of the city, and there is a money making place underground. The other... is Changqing Bank in Qinhuai River Middle Street. I have heard that fake money was made, but I don't know about the others. I just received this message Forgive money, Your Highness, please forgive me."

"There is pen and ink on the desk, write it down." Zhu Biao took him to the side of the case to record: "If you have time, go to Shen's house alone. You gather those businessmen and chat with them about the daily life. Have you written it down?"

"Yes." Shen Qiancheng was very smart and didn't ask what Zhu Biao was going to do.

　Ask for subscription, ask for collection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)