Daming: From the Son of Heaven to the Leader of Comprehensive Martial Arts

And as the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty, he naturally knew better than anyone else that the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty had long been corrupted to the point of rectification. As the chief assistant, he could hardly absolve himself of the blame.

At this moment, Yan Song had to express his position, to show a determination to keep up with the emperor's footsteps and to ruin the country on the Daming River.

In order to restore the bright future of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Song did not hesitate to declare war with the officials all over the world.

I, Yan Song, are at odds with corrupt officials!

"Oh Well!"

"Is this my humerus minister?"

"I have given you high officials and generous salary, honoring your ancestors, but you are like moths, harming my country and society, and harming the people of the world. Is this how you repay me?"

Above the court, Zhu Qizhen's anger was still burning.

The civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty knelt on the ground, feeling the cold light on their backs, and they dared not speak out, for fear of offending the emperor.

"Yan Song!"

"Chen is here!"

"Let me ask you, do you dare to be an enemy of corrupt officials in the world?"

"The minister and the corrupt officials are at odds with each other, and the minister is completely out of control, and he will not hesitate to say anything!"

"Okay! I will give you an imperial decree right now to investigate the officials of the world, whether they are princes, nobles, vassals, first-rank officials in the court, ninth-rank county magistrates, and I will strictly investigate to the end!"

"Never tolerate!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

Zhu Qizhen pushed the boat with the current and took advantage of the situation. Since Yan Song had already put his greedy money into the disaster relief bank, it showed that he was ready.

As for Yan Song's past crimes, Zhu Qizhen's attitude is that as long as he sincerely works for me and the people of the world, I can forget the past.

After all, Yan Song is a great talent through the ages, who can be met but not sought after.

When the water is clear, there are no fish.

How could Zhu Qizhen not understand this truth, since Yan Song showed remorse and can be used by me, I can definitely give him a chance to make meritorious deeds and atone for his sins.

It is only the first step to thoroughly investigate the officials of the world and eliminate the administration of officials!

If the officials of the world are not thoroughly investigated, it will be difficult to measure the land of the world and to reform the system.

Because of the obstruction of these officials, it is impossible to find out the real number of land in the world?

Therefore, as an emperor, the most important thing to govern the world is to govern officials!

After eight years of orthodoxy, the last court meeting ended.

Heavy snow fell between the sky and the earth, and the entire Forbidden City was shrouded in this innocent world.

Zhu Qizhen walked out of the Xuanzheng Hall.

It was snowing heavily, and in the Forbidden City, the Imperial Forest Army armed with weapons, patrolled vigilantly.

Zhu Qizhen took a step forward and walked in this snow-white world, letting the snowflakes fall on his shoulders and on top of his head.

He walked step by step, as if he was measuring the world!

In the end, a series of footprints were left in the snow, winding lonely to the Xuanzheng Hall...

This is the emperor, the most powerful man in the Ming Empire.

But who can know how heavy and difficult it is to carry the people of the world and the community on the river...

Even if the sky falls apart, he will use his shoulders to carry everything!

Even if he is only 17 years old, he still has to use his own shoulders to carry this country!

This is the emperor!

Lonely!

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Chapter 23 The Unique Charm of Jiang Yuyan

The ninth year of orthodoxy, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Zhu Qizhen hosted a banquet for civil and military officials in Qianqing Palace.

On the first day of the new year, the taxation system of the Ming Empire was re-promulgated, changing the original taxation by household to the current taxation by mu, and the tax amount was reduced from the original one mu per stone to one mu per bucket.

Taxes were greatly reduced, and the common people cheered and shouted "Long live the emperor". There are countless ordinary people across the country who spontaneously set up shrines for the emperor.

In the sky above the Forbidden City, the Luck Golden Dragon roared, and its already huge body seemed to swell even more.

Zhu Qizhen faintly felt that his supernatural power seemed to be breaking through again.

This made him smile.

However, the officials of the household department are in a state of desperation.

The tax rate was reduced from one stone to one bucket.

What is this concept?

One stone is ten buckets of rice.

It has been reduced to one-tenth of the original!

"Old Yan Ge, such a large tax cut may hurt the foundation of Ming Dynasty."

The Minister of the Household Department hesitated to speak, and looked worriedly at Yan Song, the chief assistant of the cabinet.

"Your Majesty's wisdom and wisdom are something ordinary people like me can guess? You just do it."

Yan Song laughed and said.

When the Minister of the Household Department saw that the chief minister of the cabinet said so, he had no choice but to do so, dispelling the idea of ​​writing to the emperor.

At the same time, according to the emperor's wishes, the Ministry of Households added a new tax.

That is the business tax.

A hundred qian for business, ten qian for taxes.

That is to say, to sell an item of [-] Wen, you need to pay a tax of [-] Wen copper coins.

In the eyes of the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, this business tax may not bring in much money. After all, since ancient times, businessmen have never been big taxpayers.

Yan Song laughed and said nothing after hearing the evaluation from the Minister of the Ministry of Finance.

Except for Yan Song, even the Wu of the Manchu Dynasty believed that commercial tax was dispensable.

Of course, this is no wonder to them. After all, since ancient times, all dynasties in China have emphasized agriculture and suppressed business.

Agricultural business.

It can be seen from the four words that the status of merchants has always been low, and the collection of taxes from the pockets of merchants seems to have only been implemented in the Song Dynasty.

However, Yan Song seems to have inexplicable self-confidence because of the emperor's wise decision.

"Just wait and see. After a year, maybe you will be able to see what taxation is. Your majesty's wisdom. Maybe only I, Yan Song, can spy on it. Then you will be shocked. Agricultural taxation, maybe Your Majesty really doesn't care much about it."

Yan Song heard the whispers of civil and military officials, and there was a great misunderstanding about the commercial tax, so he just smiled secretly in disapproval, and did not argue with anyone.

night.

During the Spring Festival, the capital is extremely lively.

The red lanterns were lit up in the night sky like stars, and the entire Ming Empire was filled with the joy of the new year.

Zhu Qizhen went to the Compassionate Palace to meet the Empress Dowager, and personally bought new clothes for the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager was very happy.

"Emperor, Xiwan's beautiful ladies have been in the palace for a while. I heard that you have flipped the sign once in such a long time. What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"

The queen mother asked about the show girls.

After all, in her eyes, nothing is as important as this one.

She is still waiting to hold her grandson.

Hearing the queen mother mention it now, Zhu Qizhen suddenly remembered this matter.

Time flies, half a month has passed.

In the past half a month, he has been busy with the government affairs of the court all day, clearing up the government, surveying the land and re-establishing the tax system. These two major events are all related to the country and the country, so naturally he dare not slack off.

No matter which one, if it is done well, the old face of Daming will be replaced by a new look, and if it is not done well, the world will be in chaos.

Such things as being lucky and beautiful, turning over cards, etc., were naturally left behind.

"Reporting to my mother, the government affairs are too busy recently, if I have time, I will turn over the sign."

"Well, just remember it. Leaving the royal blood for Daming is a top priority, and it cannot be sloppy. Today is the Spring Festival. Standing on the observation deck, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery. The emperor should go and have a look."

"The queen mother and son ministers go together."

"The weather is too cold, Ai's family can't stand the wind, you can find a few beautiful girls to accompany you to watch the scenery."

"I would like to obey Yi's orders."

After Zhu Qizhen bid farewell to his mother, he left the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and remembered Murong Xian whom he had met a month ago, and even made her a concubine, Zhu Qizhen had already forgotten.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Zhu Qizhen came to the viewing platform and climbed to the top of the city.

"See Your Majesty."

Many guards greeted him one after another.

"Today I am having fun with the people, so you don't need to be too polite."

Zhu Qizhen climbed to the top of the city, stood on the top of the city tower, looked down from a distance, and had a panoramic view of the poverty, sorrow and joy of the common people.

Inadvertently, Zhu Qizhen saw a graceful figure.

Her figure was thin and handsome, yet tall and straight.

The clothes she was wearing were not the costumes of ordinary palace maids, but the costumes specially customized for beautiful girls in the palace.

In order to keep out the cold, she wore a red cloak, which made her look more colorful and outstanding, and she was extremely beautiful.

Looking at this figure, Zhu Qizhen felt as if he had passed away.

She raised her head inadvertently.

With a glimpse, Zhu Qizhen saw her alluring appearance. She had a pair of uniquely charming eyes, which made people fall in love at first sight.

"What a unique woman."

Zhu Qizhen praised secretly, then turned to Wei Zhongxian and asked, "Who is that beautiful girl?"

"Your Majesty, that beautiful girl's name is Jiang Yuyan, she is a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River, the daughter of Jiang Biehe, the governor of the south of the Yangtze River, she knows the art of medicinal massage, and she is especially good at playing the huqin and pipa..."

Wei Zhongxian answered with cupped hands.

The emperor can ignore the matter of the beautiful girl, but as a close eunuch, he is responsible for serving the emperor's daily diet, but he has to keep it in mind.

If the emperor asks, he doesn't know this, and he doesn't know that, what does the emperor want him to do?

"Jiang Yuyan?"

Zhu Qizhen frowned slightly.

This is a remarkable woman.

No wonder she was able to amaze the emperor, she was beautiful, she stood in the cold wind, she was pitiful, delicate and delicate like a beautiful flower, people couldn't help but want to cherish her, she had the graceful beauty of the south of the Yangtze River.

But Zhu Qizhen knew that this was just her appearance.

This woman has a strong heart, and her thoughts are meticulous, and her city is extremely deep. For the love in her heart, she can go crazy for it, and for the sake of supreme power, she can do anything.

Under the delicate and charming appearance, there is a heart that dares to love and hate!

In the night sky, the fireworks are blooming, which is very beautiful.

"Let her climb the tower and watch the fireworks with me!"

Zhu Qizhen ordered.