Ming Dynasty: The Sixth Brother of the Zhu Family Seeks Immortality

When my father discussed politics with my second uncle or the court officials, didn't my eldest brother always stay by the side to listen to how to govern?

"The sun is rising from the west, big brother, why don't you listen to what my father and second uncle are arguing about?"

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand: "What's the point of listening to that? It's better to go back and read two more Taoist scriptures. Besides, didn't you stay by the side to listen?"

Zhu Zhankan smiled and shook his head: "What does it matter if my father and second uncle discuss fiercely? What can they do if the emperor doesn't make the final decision?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded: "That's right."

After speaking, Zhu Zhanji seemed to be worried while walking on the road.

After hesitating for a moment, he sighed and said a little entangledly: "Hey, sixth brother, how come the court only collected so little salt administration income?"

The court's annual income is nearly 10 million taels, and now it is more than 10 million taels.

But the profit just estimated is at least 40 million taels!

The court does not exceed 30% of it, and this 30% has to be shared with others.

"Brother, do you have any doubts?" Zhu Zhankan said.

"Sixth brother, I don't understand. The salt workers and salt farmers are paid by the court. The salt permits and salt taxes are issued by the court. Even the transportation on the road is convenient for post stations. Why doesn't the majority of the income fall into the hands of the court?"

Zhu Zhankan smiled and said, "It's hard to say. All walks of life in the Ming Dynasty are reaching out for this salt administration income. How many people have embezzled and how much money, it depends on whether the emperor will deal with it."

Judging from the time, it is estimated that the old man has received news from the prince's mansion.

Maybe he has started to get angry.

I just don't know if he has turned the table.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhankan quickened his pace and returned to his courtyard soon.

......

Jiming Temple.

Yao Guangxiao, a famous black clothing lover and professional bald man, became a monk here.

When Zhu Di was older, he often came here to discuss state affairs with Yao Guangxiao.

Today, he received several secret reports that gave him a headache.

Zhu Di opened the first secret report.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the second son wanted to change the salt law after a few days of being the regent!

Letting the second son be the regent was just to make it easier for the Northern Expedition, and to let him take all the blame as a punishment for colluding with the orphans of the Jingnan Rebellion.

Through the Jinyiwei, Zhu Di knew very well that there was no heavy snow in Kaifeng Prefecture and Henan Prefecture, and it was extremely cold.

Let him take the blame, and he actually got into trouble.

The eldest son is also like that, the second son is making trouble, and he also joins in the fun...

Zhu Di complained in his heart and opened the second secret report.

"The Ming Dynasty's salt administration revenue is only 10 million taels, but there are still 30 million taels..."

Before Zhu Di could react, he suddenly paused and turned into a rage in an instant.

"What a thing! Who dares to embezzle so much salt tax!"

And the third secret report detailed the source of the estimated data.

"Deserve to be killed! These corrupt officials should be killed!"

Zhu Di was furious in an instant and even flipped the table!

He couldn't imagine it at all!

I thought that since the founding of the Yongle Dynasty, officials in the court should have worked diligently for the country, if not clean hands.

Now the Ming Dynasty is short of silver everywhere, and the Northern Expedition can't even get the logistics money together.

As a result, these guys who deserve to be killed actually took away so much money!

How dare they? Can their lives suppress such a huge fortune!

Chapter 28 Exploring the Salt Law Sword

Zhu Di's face was livid, and he vented for a long time before calming down.

"Come here!"

When the Jinyiwei came in, Zhu Di had restrained his anger.

Glanced at the Jinyiwei with cold eyes, he said: "Check for me! See which ones are desperate and have reached out for the court's income!"

After the Jinyiwei withdrew.

Zhu Di stood in the temple, pinching his waist and laughing angrily.

A huge sum of 30 million taels of silver! I don't know how many people in the court reached out!

Royal family, military merits, civil officials, officials, merchants...

How many people have woven a huge network of interests through salt administration.

If you want to take back the silver that was spent, you don't know how many people you will offend.

Cutting off someone's wealth is like killing their parents.

This hatred is incalculable.

......

At this time, Zhu Zhankan was sitting on a stool, next to a table made of rosewood.

He was playing with a sword in his hand.

This sword was five feet long.

"Sixth brother..." Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up instantly when he saw the sword in Zhu Zhankan's hand.

"Huh? Big brother, you haven't left yet." Zhu Zhankan noticed Zhu Zhanji's burning eyes and wiped the sharp blade.

He poured a cup of tea for Zhu Zhanji and invited the big brother to sit down.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhanji sat directly on the other side of the rosewood table.

Carefully looked at the sharp and domineering sword.

"Big brother, I don't know how to forge, I don't know how this sword is?" After sitting down, Zhu Zhankan handed the sword to Zhu Zhanji and asked him to taste it.

Of course, the more straightforward answer is to let his elder brother praise him.

"This sword is five feet and two inches long, and the hilt is made of black iron from outer space." Zhu Zhankan boasted.

Zhu Zhanji took the sword with a face full of cherishment.

It doesn't matter how long the sword is, and it doesn't matter what material it is made of.

The most important thing is that it looks good, and the most important thing is that it looks handsome!

"Zhankan, where did this sword come from? Which master made this weapon? It looks so domineering." Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Zhankan and said.

He had never seen such an exquisite sword.

The hilt of the sword was engraved with large and small characters.

The tassels of the sword were exquisite and elegant.

Zhu Zhanji liked military affairs since he was a child, and Zhu Di often told him stories about the military.

His understanding of weapons and equipment was still very unique.

Ordinary craftsmen could not make such an exquisite and sharp sword.

Even if there were such a highly accomplished craftsman who could make it.

It would not take a day or two to make such a good thing.

"The sword was not made by a master, but a magic weapon, a weapon used exclusively by monks." Zhu Zhankan continued.

"Weapons used by monks? Could it be the legendary fairy weapon?" Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up.

Zhu Zhankan nodded.

"This sword is called the Salt Law Sword, and it is a magic weapon of luck!"

"A magic weapon of luck?"

"The formation of this sword is thanks to the selfless dedication of the dynasty's luck. I proposed the defects of the salt policy and pointed out some problems, so I naturally won the "love" of the dynasty's luck."

The elder brother felt more and more confused. What is this dynasty's luck? Is it the same as the so-called national destiny?

Why are there so many small words.

Seemingly seeing the elder brother's confusion, Zhu Zhankan explained: "The dynasty's luck is generally a combination of the rise and fall of a country. When the dynasty is strong, the luck is naturally strong. When the dynasty is weak, the luck is naturally weak."

The elder brother asked curiously: "What is the use of this magic weapon?"

"At present, it seems that it can condense witch blood and make stone into salt."

Zhu Zhankan said uncertainly.