Father can be an enemy to the country

On the first day of June, more than thirty people from the Hong family class arrived in Fengyang, the central capital.

At this time, the Jianghuai area is already unbearably hot, and it is also damp and stuffy, like a steamer.

Zhang Hu and others were all shirtless, wearing only shorts. The scientific name of this thing is 興 (kun), which is divided into two types: internal and external.

The triangular one is called the calf nose skirt and is worn internally. Those with four corners that reach the knee are called knee robes and are worn externally.

The Zhu brothers also stepped on clogs and put on shorts, but they all still wore sleeveless coats, not exposing their two little grandmothers, in order to maintain the last trace of royal dignity.

Zhu Zhen was the most comfortable one. He was barefoot and wearing a bamboo hat. He was swaying on the back of the Great Sage Pingtian. He could still feel the breeze, which made him feel less uncomfortable and allowed him to look around leisurely.

"This Fengyang County is indeed very different from Linhuai." He couldn't help but sigh.

The first impression Fengyang gave him was that there were many bridges and wide roads. Horse-drawn carriages, ox-carts, donkey carts, and handcarts were constantly flowing on the straight and wide official roads, as if Zhongdu City had become a big city where merchants gathered.

There are similar cottages on both sides of the avenue, densely populated, connected by streets, and green farmland stretches as far as the eye can see. From time to time, you can see luxurious garden villas dotted along the way. Although most of them are under construction, you can already imagine the atmosphere of the imperial capital in the future with Jia Di facing each other and the crown like clouds.

"The changes in the capital here are really rapid." In the first year of Hongwu, several brothers went back to their hometown with their father and eldest brother to pay homage to their ancestors, so they felt even more deeply.

"Old Five and Old Six, can you two imagine it? In the first year of Hongwu, everything in front of you, including the Zhongdu City you are about to see, was still just desolate!" Zhu said proudly:

"At that time, it was really devastated, with ten houses and nine empty houses. It can be said that 'there are no chickens and dogs, only crows, and no people, there are only flowers.' Look at the prosperous and prosperous times now. It all depends on the father... the current emperor!"

"Yes, at that time there were only more than 3,000 households and 10,000 people in the entire Haozhou." Zhu Di's face turned red with excitement, and his eyes were filled with admiration for his father.

"Even later, Haozhou was expanded to include 18 counties in Jiuzhou, but the population was still only about 100,000. In just a few years, the population exceeded one million! The entire Fengyang has cultivated 400,000 hectares of farmland. This year's tax and grain will definitely exceed Two hundred thousand dan, and that’s even if the aborigines are exempt from tax!”

Zhu Zhen already knew that the Ming Dynasty divided the levels of prefectures based on the amount of taxes and grains. Those with more than 200,000 shi were called Shangfu, those with more than 100,000 shi were called Zhongfu, and those with less than 100,000 shi were called lower houses. Only when Fengyang's tax revenue exceeds 200,000 shi can it be considered officially among the first-tier cities of the Ming Dynasty.

The brothers kept boasting, and Shen Liuniang, who was hiding in the carriage, finally couldn't listen any more and stuck her head out and said sarcastically:

"No matter how good Fengyang is, it is the emperor's property. What does it have to do with you guys?"

"You know nothing!" The brothers glared at this frustrated bitch.

"What you know about Fengyang is just hearsay. And I am here in Fengyang, watching Zhongdu City come into being from scratch. You tell me, who knows?" Shen Liuniang is young after all. After this period of recuperation, she has become Recovered, recovered

A sharp-tongued character.

"The four Hong brothers also said just now that there are less than 10,000 aborigines in Zhongdu. Today's one million people are either forcibly relocated immigrants or expropriated civilian husbands. The blood and tears of these people are the real Fengyang , rather than the superficial prosperity where more than 10,000 people live a good life!"

"Hahaha, this girl is right." Shi Chenglu, the goatee who came to pick them up, was also attracted by the topics of these young people. He twisted his beard and said to Shen Liuniang:

"Although the imperial court allocated the labor costs for the construction of the central capital and the imperial mausoleum, most of the civilian laborers raised funds from various places. However, all the projects were on the site of Fengyang Mansion, and the labor and repair costs borne by Fengyang Mansion far exceeded what the imperial court exempted. I don’t know how many times the taxes are, but of course they all fall on the common people in the end.”

"What should the common people do if they can't come up with it? They can only be stripped of their bones and their marrows, and their sons and daughters sold. The people of Fengyang, except the aborigines, have long been overwhelmed and have reached the point of intolerance."

"Furthermore, the best land in Fengyang, all the good places, have long been carved up by the nobles and powerful people. The remaining ordinary mature fields have been occupied by aboriginal households. The hundreds of thousands of immigrants who were forcibly relocated, To survive, the only way to survive is to start destroying forests and reclaiming wasteland to grow food in the woodlands on riverbanks and hillsides that the locals despise."

"Add in the wood used to build the capital, the imperial mausoleums, and the gardens of the nobles, as well as the millions of craftsmen and craftsmen who spent on building houses for heating and cooking. In just a few years, hundreds of miles around have been turned into barren mountains. ." He pointed to the bare low hills in the distance and said:

"I think Fengyang will soon be like Guanzhong back then. The land is exhausted, the vitality is depleted, and natural disasters are prevalent. Zhu Hongwu wants to move the capital here, hehe..."

The reason why he didn't say anything further was because he noticed that the Zhu brothers looked unkind, and the square-faced man seemed to want to beat him.

Shi Chenglu secretly cried out that he had made a mistake. He originally thought that this brother would naturally hate Zhu Yuanzhang because of his father's conviction. Unexpectedly, they were still huge fans of Zhu Chongba.

It seems that we can only change them subtly and slowly turn their hatred towards Zhu Zhong. At the very least, you have to change your fan base...

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Next, Goatee picked up what the brothers wanted to hear. At least the square-faced man was easy to coax, and he was beaming with joy in a short time.

While talking, Zhongdu City appeared. The majestic and tall blue city wall spreads east and west from the official road directly in front, and both ends cannot be seen at a glance.

The brothers couldn't help but get excited again, and couldn't wait to go into Zhongdu City to have a good look.

Their destination was the Wuli Temple outside the city.

The explanation given by Shi Chenglu is also very reasonable. "Zhongdu City is now a big construction site, with noises and smoke flying everywhere. It's not as comfortable as living outside the city."

He also told his brothers that their performance would also be outside the city.

It doesn't matter to the brothers. Anyway, as long as you have enough money, you can even go to the grave to dance.

When I arrived at Wuli Temple, I saw that there was no temple here, but a huge manor. I don’t know if the original temple was demolished or if it’s just like there is no wife in the wife cake, it’s just called this name.

But whatever, just live comfortably.

And as soon as the Hong family had settled down, Goatee brought a cart of rice, flour, grains and oil, a cart of meat, eggs and vegetables, and dozens of large watermelons for them to cool off in the well. The supply of materials is very dedicated.

This made everyone a little embarrassed and asked when the show would start?

But Goatee said there was no rush. The owner wanted to promote it for a few days first, and then many people would come to see it.

Since the master has said so, everyone in the Hong family class can settle down and rehearse well, as they must be worthy of this preferential treatment!

ps. Chapter 3, first update of apology.