Chapter 4 Criticism and Reading (Seeking Collection)

There were no folds in the Ming Dynasty, and the folds began in the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty.

The documents played by officials in the Ming Dynasty are called Song Shu and Tiao Chen, which are made of silk silk such as Shu brocade or Hangzhou satin, and then framed on the documents they wrote, similar to the holy decree in the TV series, which looks very high-end.

It's just that the holy decree is bright yellow, and the music is blue, red, green and other colors, and the background color of the book is determined according to the rank of the official.

said that it was a review and review, but in fact, it was just a passing eye, and many of them were trivial things.

For example, in a recital, it is said that the host of Wutai Mountain has passed away, and there is an official who plays a woman in Nanjing who collects gold......

"What's going on..... Zhu Cihong was a little speechless, co-authoring the officials to play these every day? It's completely different from what I imagined!

It is no wonder that the Ming Dynasty implemented a system of votes and let the cabinet deal with them, that is to say, for the concerts from all aspects of the country, before they were submitted to the emperor for approval, the cabinet scholars "used small tickets and ink letters" to write down the approval suggestions on paper and paste them on the opposite side of each piece for the emperor's reference.

Even so, the emperor was too lazy to study, except for personally writing and criticizing several major military affairs, the rest were left to the master of ceremonies to write the palm seal, bingbi, and eunuch with the court, and copy it with the royal red pen according to the proposal of the cabinet vote.

This also led to the dictatorship of eunuchs such as Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian in the Ming Dynasty, if the emperor was lazy and didn't look at anything, the matter would naturally be handed over to the eunuchs of Bingbi and the eunuchs of the palm prints.

Zhu Cihong looked at these notes beside Emperor Chongzhen, and suddenly heard Chongzhen ask intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard that you have formed a five-hundred-member East Palace Guard, what's going on?" ”

When Zhu Cihong heard this, he was also single, looked at his emperor Laozi, and said seriously: "Your Majesty Father, now there are Jiannu raging in the north of the Ming Dynasty, and there are rogues in the south. ”

Chongzhen was very surprised by Zhu Cihong's answer, and said in his heart, this prince is really a seven-trick and exquisite heart, and he knows how to have filial piety at such a young age.

Chongzhen didn't think much about it, sighed, and said: "You are only a few years old, you are still a child, wait until you grow up and then share the worries of your father, the current Ming Dynasty, your father will try his best to sweep you away, so that you can be a lord of peace when you ascend the throne in the future." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Cihong couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, and said in his heart: "You have it, if you toss it again, everyone will finish the calf." ”

Of course he didn't dare to say it, not only did he not say it, but he was still a little touched in his heart.

Regardless of whether this cheap Lao Tzu is suitable to be the emperor or not, but as a father, he is a good father, judging from the bits and pieces, Chongzhen's teaching to himself is still relatively in place, and he is also full of ardent hope for himself.

As for the matter of slashing and killing his daughter after the death of the country, Zhu Cihong expressed his understanding of how to treat a princess after those rogues who are accustomed to looting capture the palace, needless to say that everyone knows the result.

At least Chongzhen didn't hack his three sons to death, which proves that he is not a madman.

Even though he was a little touched in his heart, Zhu Cihong still asked: "Your Majesty, father, how can I grow up?" ”

Chongzhen was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and said: "Have your own mature thoughts, solve problems independently and effectively, learn to endure and bear pain, so that you can grow up." ”

Seventeen years old, this is a wonderful age, and the seventeen-year-old Emperor Chongzhen, because of a series of opportunities, ascended to the dragon throne and became the helmsman of the declining Ming Empire.

At this time, internal and external troubles emerged one after another, and it was difficult to return, and the empire was in turmoil and dying.

Emperor Chongzhen had been sluggling to support it for ten years before he got to the present. In ten years, he has really grown up.

"Your Majesty, the child has grown up." Zhu Cihong said seriously, he was fighting.

If you really wait for your body to grow up, Daming will be cold, and your end will be miserable.

Hearing this, Chongzhen smiled, not angry, and glanced at Wang Chengen, who had been standing aside silently.

Wang Chengen understood, drew a few copies from the other side, and presented them to Chongzhen.

Chongzhen didn't open it after taking it, and directly handed it to Zhu Cihong, asking him to analyze and make suggestions.

One of the notes was sent from Ningxia, and the soldiers stationed in Ningxia mutinied because of the lack of salary.

The hungry soldiers besieged the official office, and the governor of the right side of the imperial history Wang Ji was unable to take measures, and the hungry soldiers had no money, so they made a noise and killed them.

Ding Qirui, the deputy envoy of the military garrison, led the army to suppress it, captured seven people as the leader, and immediately beheaded him, and the mutiny was pacified.

There are also a few words that express similar meanings, and there are many places where there is another great famine, and these victims have no food to eat, so they can only eat tree bark and grass blades, and the bark and grass blades will eat each other.

The famine in Nanyang, Shanxi and Henan was particularly severe, among which Zhu Yu, the king of the Tang Dynasty, played the hunger in Nanyang, Henan, and even had mothers who cooked their daughters to eat.

Zhu Cihong saw the batch of red, and Chongzhen issued an edict of 3,500 gold to help Shanxi and Nanyang, Henan, and exempted Shanxi from the new and old salaries of the disaster-stricken counties.

This made him frown, three thousand five hundred gold is only tens of thousands of taels of silver, and it is estimated that there are not a few left, which is a drop in the bucket.

Just like when Chongzhen was in the fourth year, there was a famine in Shaanxi, and Chongzhen sent the imperial historian Wu Fu to bring 100,000 gold for disaster relief.

As a result, when they arrived at the locality, they were exploited layer by layer, and less than one-third of them were actually used for disaster relief.

With such corruption, it is no wonder that the peasants in Shaanxi have continued to revolt.

Emperor Chongzhen wanted Zhu Cihong to recognize the reality, so he said, "Emperor, what do you think of these songs?" ”

Zhu Cihong said: "The emperor has seen these notes, and the root cause is actually a lack of money. ”

Chongzhen nodded, very satisfied that Zhu Cihong could see the problem with a sharp point.

Seeing Chongzhen's approval, Zhu Cihong continued: "The emperor believes that if the treasury wants to increase its wealth, it should be open source, such as encouraging business and collecting commercial taxes, but it can't do things like killing chickens and taking eggs. ”

In addition, it is possible to consider appropriately raising the status of merchants, allowing merchants to donate knights, etc., which can also increase the financial income of the national treasury.

Speaking of this, Zhu Cihong paused, glanced at Chongzhen, and continued: "The imperial court can also issue banknotes and big money to increase currency. ”

After Chongzhen listened to Zhu Cihong's words, his mouth opened slightly, and he was surprised, is this a seven-year-old child who can say it? It's too hard to explain.

Ordinary seven-year-old children, even if they are sensible, are only knowledgeable, but this little prince, if he doesn't hear it with his own ears, no one will believe it, this is a major matter related to people's livelihood.

However, Chongzhen smiled and said, "Emperor, it is already extraordinary for you to have this insight at a young age, but the two points you said are really difficult to do.

The collection of commercial taxes was also implemented by the eunuch Wei Zhongxian, and I also intended to collect it, but those civil officials and wealthy businessmen did not agree, so I had no choice but to abolish it.

As for the issuance of banknotes you mentioned, my dynasty Taizu also issued Daming treasure banknotes, but the depreciation of that thing was extremely fast, and the people's resentment was boiling, and it was finally abolished in Zhengde.

The former Song Dynasty also issued Jiaozi, but due to excessive issuance, it caused depreciation, did not circulate, and collapsed the wealth, which is a lesson. ”

"Your Majesty, the emperor has some superficial suggestions on this, paper money can not be rotten to issue, how much the issuance needs to be based on some physical objects, such as gold, if too much, the country will not be able to recycle, and the paper money will depreciate."

Zhu Cihong saw Chongzhen's perfunctory nod, not very interested, and continued helplessly: "I have a wide range of sources, but in general, there are only four kinds of disasters, one is waterlogging; the second is drought; the third is natural disasters; Fourth, man-made disasters.

To put it simply, the south should clean up rivers, strengthen embankments, and reduce waterlogging; In the north, water should be diverted for irrigation and more wells should be dug; When it comes to natural disasters, we are uncontrollable, but the household department needs to have enough money and food, and we can still do certain remedies;

Finally, when it comes to man-made disasters, that is, those officials who embezzle project funds, disaster relief funds, and arbitrarily raise taxes to force the people to rebel, there is only one way for these people, that is, kill! ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Cihong had a murderous look on his face, and said loudly: "Don't kill, it's not enough to be angry with the people, don't kill, it's not enough to clean up the officialdom, don't kill, it's not enough to calm the anger of His Majesty the Emperor, don't kill, it's not enough to return a prosperous era of Yongle!" ”

When Zhu Cihong finished saying the four words 'kill', the Qianqing Palace was quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

When Emperor Chongzhen heard this, his heart perked up, and he looked at Zhu Cihong in surprise.

Not only him, but even Wang Chengen and several other eunuchs on duty did not expect that a child who was only eight years old with the authority of a king could actually say such cruel words.

Especially Han San, without a trace, touched the ten taels of silver on his body, sweat broke out on his forehead, and glanced at Zhu Cihong, as if he had made a lot of determination in his heart.

Emperor Chongzhen patted Zhu Cihong lightly and said, "I will consider all these ideas of the emperor, the emperor has grown up." ”

Zhu Cihong was praised by Emperor Chongzhen, and Zhu Cihong felt that Chongzhen was not interested in his advice, which made him very helpless.

Now I can only do my best to obey the destiny of heaven, I hope there can be a change, the key is to make myself strong first.