First Prince of Ming Dynasty

Zhu Xi said casually: "The crown prince ordered us to come and see, how is your arrangement, is there enough firewood and charcoal at home?"

The man hurriedly got up and made way for them to go in. Zhu Biao shook the snow on his body and walked in. The inside was very dilapidated, with some uneven ground, several stained buckets, and scratched wooden doors. The furniture, the whole room is basically the same color, which looks very depressing.

A woman came out in a hurry, bowing her body to salute, not daring to look up at all, and Zhu Biao didn't intend to say anything to them, after all, he had eyes himself.

In the back room, there was a small wriggling figure under the quilt. It should be the child of the family. He was afraid of revealing himself, so Zhu Biao went to the bedside and touched the quilt to make sure it was a cotton quilt.

Then he walked to the stove and looked at the piled firewood, and the charcoal carefully placed on the other side, and finally checked the food. Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction. It seems that the distribution of supplies by the imperial court in this village is not bad.

The couple stood aside with their heads bowed, they didn't dare to make a sound, they didn't understand why these nobles came to their house, and now they were afraid that something might happen.

Seeing that Zhu Biao was still wandering around, the husband hurriedly motioned to his wife to boil water, and wanted to make some tea for the nobles, but Zhu Biao waved his hand to stop him, and then went out first.

The rest of the people also followed, and when Zhu Xi left, he pulled out a few pieces of beef jerky from his horse and threw them over: "It's rare that I still recognize this king, let's eat it for your child."

Zhu Biao smiled, the old man's heart is still good, that's good, a group of people rode on horses and went to several houses in the village. The general situation was the same. It's not a big problem to get through this winter.

There are a total of more than a hundred households in this village, and Zhu Biao didn't have time to look at them one by one. He randomly checked a few households and prepared to go to the next village. After leaving the village, he asked, "Who is in charge of this village?"

The few people behind looked at each other, and finally Zhu Yan scratched his head and said, "It seems that Guo Chong is in charge, and these three nearby villages should be in charge."

Zhu Biao nodded. If the imperial government embezzled some of the relocation materials, they could earn a fortune by selling them elsewhere, especially cotton. Not much was grown in the Ming Dynasty. The only things that Zhu Yuanzhang ordered around Nanjing after the founding of the country planted.

I walked through several villages along the way, and the situation was pretty good. At least the officials were not corrupted. Until I came to a rather remote village, I left two families first, and the situation was normal.

But there was a problem in the third household. Zhu Biao went in and found that the family was covered with burlap quilts filled with poplars, and the family of four huddled inside to sleep.

At first, he couldn't even hear the knock on the door. Zhu Biao thought that the family had been poisoned by burning carbon, so he ordered someone to break in to wake them up. After entering the house, he found that there was no burning charcoal. Trembling, it took a while to say why,

The village got the notice that two families in the village shared a quilt, and now it’s you and me every day. This kind of absurd thing happened. The first two families happened to have quilts, so they didn’t dare to say anything, for fear of causing trouble. upper body.

Zhu Biao ordered people to go door-to-door to inquire, and the result was indeed the case. Zhu Biao couldn't help laughing. After careful inspection, their charcoal was not enough, half less than other villages.

It stands to reason that there should be a connection between the relocated people and the neighboring villages, not to mention that their males are still working together, which shouldn't be the case, but the people here are not dissatisfied, they just feel that they are unlucky .

They even knew that some officials had embezzled the supplies distributed by the court, and they were not dissatisfied. Some people felt that the court had never distributed anything for the winter in previous years, and now there are quilts and charcoal, so how dare they make trouble? If the master is dissatisfied, there will be nothing left.

Zhu Biao has already sent someone to arrest the official in charge here. He should be a first-class Jinshi in the new department.

Zhu Biao didn't waste too much time here, he already had a bad feeling, and sure enough, there would be problems in the villages in the future, either there was a shortage of food, or there were no quilts and only cotton clothes, and some charcoal was distributed. It was taken back the next day.

This time, Zhu Xun, Zhu Xun, Zhu Di and the others are not happy anymore, my mother, I wait for the dignified prince to come here to suffer and suffer, and you dogs are so slow?

Zhu Biao ordered the troops to be divided up, and the three princes each led a team to check. Zhu Biao was not in a hurry. The current situation was that some people wanted to fish in troubled waters. They felt that it was snowing and winter was coming, and His Royal Highness the Prince would not leave the city easily.

The crown prince might go back to Beijing directly before the Chinese New Year, and he won’t come back until the beginning of spring. As long as the people’s minimum survival requirements are guaranteed and they don’t talk nonsense, the cotton and charcoal will be worth a lot of money when transported to the north.

It stands to reason that this is also a common practice. At most, only 30% of the court materials can reach the hands of the common people. Now they are probably worried about Zhu Biao, for fear of a big accident, and half of the least materials have reached the hands of the common people.

On the way back, Zhu Biao ordered people to summon the officials. This matter was not something that a few new scholars dared to do. What are they? of.

But Zhu Biao really couldn't understand, it was really stupid to dare to do such a thing in front of him for the mere money of reselling cotton, grain and charcoal.

People say that only for 100% profit will it trample on all the laws of the world, and only 300% profit will it dare to commit any crimes, even at the risk of hanging its head.

This is a big benefit. Although they earn nothing, the risk is too great. Zhu Biao suddenly felt that the idiot who did this must be that honorable person, and the civil servants would never be so stupid.

After Zhu Biao returned to the city, Zhu Xi, Zhu Di and others continued to send people back to report. There was no problem with the villages and towns that were far away from Zhu Biao. more and more.

There is also the most unique village, which is Zhu Biao’s place to house disabled children. It is the most embezzled place, and it has everything on the surface, but the cotton in the quilt is pitiful, and the charcoal is the worst.

The news of Zhu Biao's fury spread, and officials from all over the Fengyang Mansion hurried over. Zhu Bian also sent news that he saw a team of guards distributing supplies as soon as he entered the village, hoping to make up for it before he was discovered.

The ones who are close to each other with a clear heart come the fastest, and the rest are different. There are even two new scholars who have hanged themselves in the house, and the officials below are even more ugly.

There are also officials who rushed directly outside the mansion to kneel in the snow, and even one of them was specially promoted by Zhu Biao. It is really incomprehensible. If you don’t want a bright future, you must stare at the little profit in front of you. Damn it, damn it Not a pity.

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I have been suffering from a headache since yesterday. I don’t know if it’s because I have a cold, or because I’m tired due to irregular work and rest. It’s just that I feel like I’m forced to write. Maybe I really need to take a break and sort out the story.

If you are not feeling well, don’t go to Baidu. I checked and concluded that I can’t live for half a month (╯°°)╯︵┻━┻