First Minister of Ming Dynasty

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"Lord, we are now facing a very important transformation!" Zhang Ximeng's voice was deep and solemn.

Zhu Yuanzhang was very relaxed. Only Zhang Ximeng was with the army this time, and the other civilian officials were not there. Old Zhu even carried one of his feet on the table, not seeing him at all.

"Mr. If you have anything, just tell us. What you said is reasonable. Let's listen. If there is any difficulty, let's find a solution together. Is it possible that Mr. still suspects us?"

Zhang Ximeng hurriedly waved his hand, "Lord, the complexity of this matter lies in the fact that the lord has to make a choice. Does he want the village or even the village and the city?"

"What do you mean?" Old Zhu Xiao said with a smile: "Mr.'s words are so unreasonable, you must ask, we can only say three words-all of them!"

"That's good! Since the lord wants to have everything, we must be prepared. We need to establish a whole set of methods to manage the city. Yangzhou is different from Chuzhou. Profits are a hundred times more!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's brows gradually frowned, he owed his butt, and his upper body tilted slightly, "Mr. Tell me carefully."

"My lord, if you just want the countryside, our fiscal and taxation system is naturally based on land tax... This is also the most common practice for thousands of years, farming and paying grain, imperial grain and national tax, it is justified. But if you want to enter the city, you must be in business. Using your brains on taxes and managing a large city with hundreds of thousands of people requires more than ten times the number of officials, and the cost is even more than a hundred times, a thousand times!"

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath. He pondered over and over again, and asked, "Sir, what can we get?"

"You can get a huge workshop, can provide tens of thousands of armors, thousands of artillery, hundreds of thousands of firecrackers, can get a million of wealth, as well as food, clothing, housing and transportation, all kinds of supplies, what do you want!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled suddenly, "Sir, you know us, we are not afraid of hardship! As long as the harvest is big enough, we are willing to work hard!"

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's affirmative answer, Zhang Ximeng smiled from the bottom of his heart.

He finally changed Zhu Yuanzhang!

Lao Zhu was criticized a lot by later generations for his conservativeness in finances and taxes, or even retrogression.

In fact, if you look only at the old Zhu era, this problem is not big.

After the war and chaos, the biggest demand is to recuperate, curb commerce, honestly farm, produce food, weave cloth, accumulate social wealth, and restore the vitality of the population.

Lao Zhu’s choice was undoubtedly appropriate, but after decades of development, commerce prospered again. At that time, the Ming Dynasty continued to inherit the system left by Lao Zhu. The country’s tax revenue was still the land tax. .

Apart from the Ministry of Households, there is actually no organization that specializes in collecting commercial taxes, and within the Ministry of Households, there is no preparation. Even if you want to collect commercial taxes, there is no way to start.

As a result, Zhang Juzheng, who is known as the regent, worked hard for ten years. He was just thinking about the land and didn't dare to start with the commercial tax. Zhang Juzheng certainly did not know the importance of commercial taxes, but I’m sorry. Even if it took ten years in the Ming Dynasty at that time, he didn’t necessarily understand how commercial taxes should be collected, who should be arranged to implement them, and what institutions should be set up in the DPRK. , How to divide the power of finance and taxation...There is no way to choose the easiest and most traditional land tax. Besides, there is no other way.

Zhang Ximeng very much hopes to make up for this shortcoming, so when he entered Chuzhou, he made a lot of preparations...Now when he is in Yangzhou, it is time to show his talents.

In fact, between urban and rural areas, the economy itself is complementary.

There are grains and various raw materials in the rural areas, and markets and production capacity in the cities. The rural areas provide food and agricultural products to the cities to support the people in the cities. The people in the city make various tools and provide goods to the countryside... as long as the two communicate smoothly, they can benefit from it.

Yangzhou’s current predicament is a huge city. Due to the war, it has lost contact with the rural villages that it had closely cooperated with. It is like a person whose limbs have been chopped off and death is not far away.

So the first step to swallow Yangzhou is to restore Yangzhou's vitality and provide enough food for Yangzhou City!

The reason is so simple, you can see all the heroes in the world, except Zhu Yuanzhang, no one has the confidence to feed the huge Yangzhou.

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang was still under pressure, but fortunately Zhang Ximeng was agitating by him, and Old Zhu gritted his teeth.

It's done!

Lao Zhu immediately ordered the transfer of 100,000 shi of grain from Liuhe, and at the same time gave Chuzhou and Dingyuan directions to allocate grain, and even the grain bank took action.

If it can enter Yangzhou smoothly and allow these 800,000 people to accept market bonds, the Food Bank may become the largest bank in the world, with more than a hundredfold profit!

In short, this pair of monarchs and ministers decided to fight!

Then I saw a very funny scene. Zhu Yuanzhang did not attack immediately after the army approached Yangzhou and set up the camp. Jun’s noodles, start steaming buns!

That's right, it's steamed buns!

The good white noodles, add water and make the noodles before the battle, let the people in the city watch, serve the pot, steam the buns... soon the heat rises, accompanied by the northwest wind, and the attractive fragrance drifts into the city of Yangzhou.

The Yuan army guarding the head of the city couldn't help but swallowed his saliva!

How can it smell so good?

It's really dying!

These red thieves are so wicked, they actually greet us!

Just when the defenders of the city were so angry that they were swearing, the soldiers of the Zhu Family Army put the soft buns into the bamboo baskets, slung them with their arms, and approached the city wall. They stopped at a distance of about a hundred steps. He took out a steamed bun with the size of a fist, and braved it in his hand.

"Look! What a great steamed bun! Smell the fragrance, just eat one for the New Year!"

The soldiers yelled hard and loudly, the Yuanjun in the city was so angry that they rolled their eyes, knowing that your buns are good, and there is no need to irritate us!

"Listen! Don't give your life to Yuan Danzi, they don't treat you as human beings! There is no food in Yangzhou, and you will starve to death soon! Don't be stupid. Who is not raised by your parents? Come on. Put down your weapons and surrender out of the city. There are big steamed buns here, enough care!"

The soldier shouted three times in a row, but there was no response from the city, so he turned his head and walked away.

At this time, many soldiers swallowed subconsciously and groaned in their stomachs, which was really suffering!

Unexpectedly, the soldiers of the Zhu Family Army came back not long after they went there. This time he not only held the steamed buns, but also held a big pot with a big pot of yam stew in it!

"Brothers in Chengtou, look! Not only are there big steamed buns, there are also stews! Pigs that have been raised for a full year have three fingers thick fat, and the meat is fragrant!"

As this said, he really picked up a large trembling pork belly and put it into his mouth.

You don't need to chew at all, and after a little sip, it turns into a rich and fragrant juice.

The soldier looked intoxicated, he ate another piece, and then came even more excessively. He simply broke the steamed bun and put it in the basin. When he picked it up, the steamed bun was full of the soup, bitten it down, and the oil overflowed. Rich and mellow, to the extreme.

Roasted pork is really amazing and delicious. The recipes vary from country to country. Other ingredients are added, such as potatoes, yuba, quail eggs, etc., and some are just pork belly.

Anyway, no matter how you do it, as long as you add enough seasoning, master the heat, and stew until it is soft, fat but not greasy, thin and not firewood, it is almost the most difficult dish to overturn.

Zhu Jiajun’s braised pork with some yam medicine can nourish the spleen and stomach, cure qi deficiency, and make soldiers walk more vigorously!

A delicacy, as well as the effect of diet, is delicious and nourishing, it is nonsense to talk about it too much.

Just look at the soldier's happiness and contentment.

"Brothers in Chengtou, tell the people in the city that our Zhu family army is not here to fight, but to save the big guy... As long as you surrender out of the city, steamed buns and roasted meat, some are delicious! What are you going to do to Emperor Tarzi? Do you want to be hungry? Die?"

The soldier was full and full of breath, and shouted for a long time before leaving.

Although there was no response from Chengtou, Zhang Ximeng was very satisfied. It is impossible for the people inside to not know. He just needs to continue to persevere. Perhaps it won't be long before Yangzhou City will be available at his fingertips.

Zhang Ximeng guessed right. This gourmet offensive did work. The defenders of the four cities were all alarmed. Although no one had left the city to surrender, more and more soldiers complained.

Look at others, look at you, look at Zhu Jiajun outside the city.

The same is the soldier, why is the difference so big?

Don’t you treat the big guy as a human being?

The soldiers clamored and became confused.

The news even reached the ears of King Zhennan, this one was furious when he heard it!

What a group of sinister red thieves, this king is going to kill you!

Boluopuhua immediately gave an order to mobilize five thousand troops and go out of the city to fight back. Valley

The order went down, and the people gathered, but these five thousand elites were unwilling to dispatch!

"My lord, please tell the prince. There is no other meaning, that is, people eat white noodle steamed buns and yam roasted meat outside the city. What are we eating? Brown rice and water in the pot? There is no oil in the stomach, so I can't beat it. ! If you don't let the prince reward us with a meal, brothers, make sure that all of you are energetic!"

"Pooh!"

The leading soldiers took a bite out of anger. They had meat to eat, so what else did they go outside the city to do?

"Aren't you greedy? Go out of the city and kill the red thief. Their steamed buns and roasted meat are all yours! Isn't that good?"

After Wanhu finished speaking, many of the soldiers were silent, only one courageous, muttered: "That's out of the city, don't need to fight, the Red Scarf Army will also eat meat!"

This sentence actually scared Wan Hu into a cold sweat, his face turned pale.

broken!

The army's heart is shaken!

At this time, if these soldiers are allowed to leave the city, there may be real mutiny. What if they surrender directly and turn around to fight Yangzhou City?

The red thief's trick is really bad!

He didn't dare to punish the soldiers and ran away in embarrassment.

Borophua got the report, and was shocked and dumbfounded.

"What a sinister and vicious red thief, don't be afraid of them. I have already sent a letter of help to the prime minister. Once the prime minister's army arrives, they will surely fall apart!"

Wan Hu hurriedly nodded, but it took time to dispatch troops and generals. How could this period of time pass by before the prime minister's army came?

"My lord, I still have to give the big guy a bit of sweetness to stabilize the army!"

Puhua snorted heavily, and ordered his men to give the army a bit of meat.

Fortunately, this order was not enough, and immediately after it was given, it was messed up.

The people in Yangzhou City have been hungry for three days and nine meals long ago. I ate everything I could eat. To put it bluntly, even mouse holes have been dug repeatedly, and sustainability is exhausted.

Those little guys and apprentices lost their income due to the closing of the shop. In addition to the war, they couldn't return to their hometowns, so they were stuck in Yangzhou City.

Many people who are weak and sick die every day.

And most of these people's corpses were nowhere to be found, and they all became food for people of the same kind.

When it's miserable to this point, it's impossible to search the common people.

Some large households have some food, but these large households are good friends with the prince, and many of them are connected to the sky and can't move at all. After thinking about it, there are only the remaining war horses in the city.

Killed, eat meat!

At this point, no one cares about good horses or bad horses, so let’s have a full meal first!

Many soldiers began to kill horses and eat meat, but many soldiers did not have horses to kill, and the problem of not suffering from widowhood and unevenness came out again.

Many soldiers had disputes over a bite of horse meat that was not delicious, which turned into armed fights. One night, dozens of people were beaten to death.

How can I get out of the city to fight like this?

On this evening, almost a hundred people came out of the city through the water gate.

The big guy was soaked and trembling, and ran to the Zhu family army camp.

Here we did what we said, let them sit by the fire to keep warm, and then delivered steamed buns.

The group of people grabbed their hands and wept, but they were eating food.

It smells so good!

After the day, Zhu Jiajun has more than a hundred Yangzhou people. They speak Yangzhou dialect and shout at the city... When they reach the meal, they took out the steamed buns. Today, they don’t eat yam and roast pork. They replaced it with The stewed goose.

"Brothers, come and eat! Everything is ready for you! Don't worry, we treat the captives preferentially!"

The defenders at the head of the city watched that way, especially those who didn't eat horse meat last night, and their stomachs were groaning with hunger.

After waiting for a while, the food was also delivered, but it was just a dark hard pancake with bran added, which was as hard as grit. When it was passed through the throat, it was almost the same as the torment, and I had to take a sip of soup. Send it down.

But the soup was also stinky, and the few vegetables left in it were all rotten.

I can't eat this meal!

Not even a pig and a dog!

Wang Heihu was a hunter. He was very vigorous. He was neutral in the Yuan army for several times. However, he has not been reused. He was angry. Yesterday he was robbed of horse meat. He was lashed a few times by a hundred Mongolian households. If you scold him, don't pee and see, a Han is also worthy of eating meat?

Wang Heihu was very angry. Today is this kind of food. Why would Lao Tzu give you his life?

Taking advantage of people not paying attention, he sneaked to the fortress, followed himself with the climbing rope, and got down the city wall. Now it is a dry season and the moat is not deep. He swam quietly across the moat. When he reached the opposite bank, the guy suddenly got up and threw his legs. Just run, faster than a rabbit!

The Mongolian general who defended the city saw it, frustrated, and immediately ordered an arrow to kill the traitor... But when their order went on, no one responded. Even if there is action, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is lazy. Attack, weakly fired.

In fact, when Wang Heihu went down the city, someone saw it, and the big guy didn't say anything, so he hoped that there would be such a person to try!

Wang Heihu rushed to the Zhu Jiajun's position, "I, I surrender, give me food!"

After a while, two big steamed buns and one goose leg were sent to Wang Heihu.

"Eat!"

This man from the Orion family buried his head and took two mouthfuls of three. He ate a bun, grabbed the goose leg, took a bite, and his face was intoxicated. This is what people eat.

He lay on the ground, banging his head.

"Thanks for the reward, I am alive again!"

When Wang Heihu turned around, he shouted at the head of the city.

"Did you see? We have goose! Come on!"

Wang Heihu shouted over and over again, walking from one wall to the other.

At the head of Yangzhou city, countless soldiers stared at Wang Heihu, and the yearning in their eyes was self-evident. Although no one ran out anymore, but I don't know how many hearts there were, and they were gone.

The king of Zhennan also felt ominous.

It can't go on like this, and in a few days, it won't be a war.

Be sure to get rid of the red thieves!

The prince mobilized his cronies, intending to take advantage of the darkness, take the initiative to attack, somehow fight a battle! Boluopuhua shot himself, selected eight thousand people, took them with them, opened the gate of the city, and killed them in the dark.

It's just that at the moment when Pelop was out of the city, there were countless young men gushing out from nowhere, and they rushed straight to the city gate.

The soldiers who defended the city wanted to stop, but when they saw there were too many people and boundless, they simply joined them. In this way, as soon as Pylophua left the city, the city gate behind it was taken by the people of Yangzhou.

"Go and tell General Zhu to invite Master Wang to enter the city!"