I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the entire Ming Dynasty, from the nobles of the royal family to the officials and common people, was shocked and dumbfounded by the several imperial decrees announced by the Dachaohui.

It is no longer a topic for the court to win a few corrupt officials and Shandong's handling. Now everyone is discussing the compulsory military service system and the policy of paying food for officials and gentry.

As for these two new policies, many people remain concerned.

The common people don't care about the fact that officials and gentry pay food together. It has nothing to do with those gentry and landlords who are officials, whether they pay taxes and food or not, and it has no effect on them.

They thought that if these people paid taxes, the imperial court would not send them to the common people. If they did not pay, the common people would still have to pay them. Therefore, among the common people, this topic was only mentioned.

There are two issues that the common people are most concerned about.

The first is the compulsory military service system that everyone cares about.

My son feels sorry for himself.

No parent would be willing to serve in the army as soon as he was an adult, and he might even go to the battlefield.

If something goes wrong, how will the whole family live.

Of course, some people are sad and some are happy.

Ordinary people were dissatisfied with this policy, but the military households cheered happily.

There was no such system in the past. Except for the common people who voluntarily voluntarily died and died in wars, they were all military households.

After every war, the locations of all military households are covered with white flags, and what makes them even more desperate is that their descendants will not be able to escape this fate.

According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, if a military household wants to change its household registration, it must be at the level of Minister of the Ministry of War.

There are so many military households in the world, how many of them are able to be ministers of the Ministry of War.

In addition, in order to sympathize with the common people, Lao Zhu put part of the taxes on the military households. The taxes paid by military households are higher than that of ordinary people, and the military households have long complained in their hearts.

They are the ones who bleed and sacrifice their lives for the country, and they are the ones who pay higher taxes, and they can't take the imperial examinations, and they can only serve as soldiers for the rest of their lives. This is too unfair to their military households, and there is no such thing as wool.

They were all raised by their fathers and mothers, and they were all common people of Ming Dynasty. Why should their military households have to pay so much and endure the oppression of officials from hundreds of households and thousands of households.

Since the end of Hongwu, the conflicts between military households, common people and the court have gradually occurred.

But because Lao Zhu was pressing on it, it didn't burst out.

After Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne, he fought almost every year. Even if the military households had ideas, they didn't have time to talk about them.

Now that the war between the north and the west has ended, and the imperial court has announced that they will recuperate for a few years, many military households have already planned to find an opportunity to chat with the emperor's grandson about this matter.

They didn't dare to find the old man, and the prince knew that he couldn't get involved in this matter. Only the grandson of the emperor they knew had the ability to change everything.

But just when they started planning and were about to find an opportunity to find the emperor's grandson, a surprise suddenly fell from the sky.

When the news was received, many people burst into tears.

The imperial court did not forget them, the emperor knew their suffering, and now finally came up with a way to let their descendants get rid of this shackle. …

As for the fact that their generation is still a military household, many people didn't even think about it.

People live not only for themselves, but also for their children.

As long as the children can live well, it doesn't matter if they suffer a little.

"Competing with the people for profit, what a people! It's against the will of Taizu, bastard, don't I know what my father thinks, you need to tell me."

In Shang's study room, the old man angrily pushed a large pile of memorials to the ground.

Since the end of the Great Court Meeting yesterday, the number of memorials in Shangshufang has increased in piles.

These memorials are not to report things, but to oppose the imperial court's proposal to pay food for officials and gentry together, as well as the compulsory military service system.

Among them, the vast majority of those who oppose the integration of officials and gentry pay rations, and the remaining small part is the issue of forced military service.

Zhu Zhangui stepped forward, picked up one and opened it to have a look.

Although the article is full of flowers and flowers, the overall meaning is one.

Officials and gentry pay food together, which is contrary to the intention of Taizu, and it is even more competitive with the people, which may shake the foundation of the country.

"Look at it all, take a good look, this is the official of Daming, this is the disciple of the sage."

The old man kicked the stack of memorials angrily, pointed at the door and cursed.

In the past, all the officials were afraid of the old man, and they would divide into two waves, either agreeing or opposing, and then the two parties would make peace there.

But this time, everyone agreed, no matter if they were nobles, officials, or those vassal kings, they all stood on the opposite side of the old man and opposed these two systems.

As a result, the old man, who originally thought that he would be executed unconditionally if he said something, felt his face was severely beaten, his majesty, and he was seriously provoked.

When the husband was angry, blood spattered five steps, when the emperor was angry, corpses lay all over the field.

The old man was really angry this time.

He originally wanted to solve the troubles of his children and grandchildren before he abdicated, but he didn't expect that the troubles of his children and grandchildren would suddenly become his troubles.

"Grandpa, in fact, this kind of result is very normal. After all, they have enjoyed so many years of good treatment, and they suddenly took it away. They will definitely not do it. This is taking money out of their pockets. Who would be willing to give away their own money?" Send money out."

Throwing away the memorial in his hand, Zhu Zhangui waved the eunuchs who were kneeling on the ground to go out, stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for the old man, and comforted him.

After receiving the tea poured by the eldest grandson, the old man said angrily: "I was thinking of helping you and your father solve these two troublesome things before abdicating, thinking that with my prestige, these people would accept it even if they were dissatisfied." , but I didn't expect that I just finished talking the day before, and the next day collectively opposed it, even those generals..."

The more the old man talked, the more angry he was, he looked left and right and wanted to smash something, but there were treasures all around him, so he couldn't bear it, and finally threw the tea bowl in his hand out the door.

"Your Majesty, countless gentry gathered outside the gate of the palace to sit quietly at the entrance of the palace, asking the emperor to take back your order and abandon the policy of forced military service and government-gentle payment of rations."

Dodging the little snot in the tea bowl at the door, walked in cautiously, and reported the situation outside.

Good guy, what Little Snot reported suddenly added fuel to the flames. The old man who was already very angry turned red eyes and roared loudly. …

"Damn it, what do they want to do? Do they want to rebel, really want to rebel, right? Then I'll let them go and tell Ji Gang that anyone who dares to sit quietly outside the palace will be arrested. I will torture them and ask who the mastermind is. Who."

But before Xiaonai went out to give the order, another eunuch walked in.

"Report to Your Majesty, after the gentry gathered countless people, they also shouted for the imperial court to abolish the official and gentry payment of food."

The angry old man was stunned. He stared at him, pulled out his ears in disbelief, and asked the eunuch.

"What did you say?"

The little eunuch lowered his head and answered quickly.

"A lot of people came from outside the imperial city, and they also shouted, let the emperor take back the order that the officials and gentry should pay the grain together."

Zhu Zhangui could clearly see that the old man's eyes were full of bewilderment.

The policy of government and gentry paying food in one package is also of great benefit to the common people.

For example, the money collected can not only solve the problem of the emptiness of the national treasury, but the imperial court can also use the extra money to build private roads, making it very convenient for the people to travel and ship goods.

This kind of policy that benefits the country and the people, it is reasonable to say that even if the common people do not applaud, they should be concerned about themselves. How could they stand up and oppose it?

Zhu Zhangui didn't think about it at first, but then he thought of something and asked the eunuch.

"There are scholars among the crowd!"

The little eunuch thought about it and nodded quickly.

"There are some poor scholars among them, but there are not many of them."

Zhu Zhangui suddenly understood.

What is the purpose of studying? Isn't it just to take the imperial examination and get a name so that you can become an official, and then enjoy the high rights and beautiful life.

Even if these people with fame do not have the chance to pass the examination and become officials, their ordinary fame, according to Lao Zhu's policy, will have a certain reduction or exemption in terms of taxation.

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, some famous scholars even started a business based on this, helping those fleets and caravans press ships and carts, and profit from it.

But now that the policy of government and gentry paying food in one package comes out, the welfare of these famous people will be gone at once, and they will definitely not do it.

Zhu Zhangui guessed in his heart that most of the people who stood up to support the gentry were people in Jia's family who were studying or were about to take the imperial examination.

After all, only these people are direct or indirect beneficiaries, and the policy of government and gentry paying for food will have the greatest impact on them.

Zhu Zhangui pondered for a while, and said to the old man who was still angry: "Grandpa, it is not appropriate for the imperial court to directly arrest people in this matter. Based on our grandson, we should find another group of people to get rid of these officials and gentry. The conflicts in the imperial court are transferred to the people and become the conflicts among the people, and we can directly pick them out and act as notaries to uphold justice for both parties.”

Hearing what Zhu Zhangui said, the anger on the old man's face gradually disappeared. Looking at Zhu Zhangui, he pointed out: "Military household!"

A smile appeared on Zhu Zhangui's face.

Outside the palace, hundreds of gentry students sat on the ground, facing the palace with serious expressions.

Behind them, thousands of common people knelt on the ground and sobbed softly, holding big-character posters asking the emperor to consider for the people. …

Such a scene was obviously deliberately arranged by someone, otherwise these common people would not have thought of this trick.

"Brother Li, can we do this? If the emperor gets angry, we will lose our lives."

Among the gentry sitting quietly in the line, a fat man with a big head and big ears glanced at the guards of the palace who were fully on guard. Seeing the gleaming weapon, he felt guilty and asked a thin man beside him.

The thin man was a middle-aged man, he squinted his eyes and stroked his goatee when he heard the fat man's question.

"Brother Han, don't worry, so many of us are here, and we only came here to ask for an explanation, and we didn't attack the palace. Although there was a small mistake, the emperor didn't dare to take the risk of angering the gentry all over the world, and cut us all off. "

"After all, if the gentry in the world are alienated from the imperial court, then the imperial court will collapse in half. What's more, we have the people behind us as the backing. Didn't the royal family always say that they come from the people and want to make decisions for the people? Now give the people the opportunity to make decisions coming."

"If they don't stand up and make decisions for the common people, but instead kill us people, then the world will be completely chaotic."

Hearing the thin man's analysis, the fat man nodded suddenly, then moved his cold buttocks, and continued to wait.

Time passed slowly, and no one came out of the palace, as if the people inside were unaware of such a big commotion outside the door.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and the meditators and the common people, who asked the king to be the master, continued to repeat the noon actions after eating the meals delivered by some people.

In everyone's mind, the result of what they did was nothing more than two.

The first emperor was angry and killed or drove them all away.

The second emperor compromised and abolished the two policies of compulsory military service and the payment of food by officials and gentry.

No matter which of these two choices, it is good for them. Of course, they are not just the common people holding up the big-character posters, but the gentry sitting in the front and those who give them advice in the back.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and just when everyone thought that today's sit-in had no results and would continue tomorrow, there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind them.

Hearing the footsteps, many people looked back subconsciously.

Seeing them, they were instantly happy!
At the end of the street, thousands of people, old and young, walked over quickly.

These meditators thought that these people who came were joining their new force.

Although it's getting dark now, it's a bit late to come, but as the saying goes, it's better to come than never.

But as those people approached, the meditators realized that something was wrong.

These newcomers did not go straight to the palace, but divided into two teams and slowly surrounded them.

By the time these people reacted, the opponent's team had already closed and surrounded them tightly.

"Who are you waiting for!"

A gentry frowned, looking at the old man in tattered clothes and exuding a strange smell.

"I!" …

The old man sneered, suddenly lifted a small earthen pot in his hand, and poured it on the gentleman.

"I am your uncle!"

"Brothers, beat me up, these damned bastards, the imperial court gave us a way to survive for military households, and these bastards dare to object. They want our whole family to die. Give me a hard hit."

After the old man finished pouring the urine pot in his hand, he picked up the clay pot and threw it at a gentleman.

The reason why he didn't start was because the higher-ups had told him not to kill anyone, so he could only hit him on the body.

"Yes, kill them. My three brothers, one dead and one disabled, all sacrificed for the country. It will be my turn to be recruited in the spring of next year. If I go to the battlefield again and die, our family will be wiped out."

"Now that the emperor has given me the life of a dog, these guys actually want to oppose it. Since you want to force me to death, then I will kill you first."

In an instant, the two sides fought together. Well, to be precise, it shouldn't be a melee, but one side beat the other.

The later batch were all military households. Although these people were old and young, they were all people with the ability to kill the enemy passed down from their ancestors.

Those who are old, even some have participated in the battle of destroying Yuan, and it can be said that all of them are good fighters.

And those gentry who are sitting in meditation are pampered and pampered on weekdays, let alone fights, they don’t necessarily walk a few times in daily life, when the two sides fight, they can’t even parry a round, they are pushed to the ground and beaten.

As for those scholars and ordinary people, the military households are not polite.

Although the other party's objection has little to do with them, there can't be a beginning to this matter.

If the emperor is forced to compromise, then if someone uses this method again to force the emperor to cancel the policy of returning military households to civilians, wouldn't the hopes they finally sent be shattered?

So no matter what, anyone who dares to oppose these policies issued by the emperor is the enemy of their military households.

And more importantly, it has been explained above that the imperial court will not record this fight, and it will not affect their descendants. As long as no one is killed, let them beat them hard.

The tragic brawl broke out at dusk, and this brawl among the common people was even written heavily in the annals of history.

The policies these people oppose or support will have a great impact on the future and will be recorded in history books.

And more importantly, a big brawl broke out with thousands of people at the gate of the palace.

"I make you object, I make you object, I make you object!"

An old man, riding on the fat gentry who spoke at the beginning, swung his usual tickling tickle, and it was a burst of fierce output at the fat man.

"Oh, my lord, did you make a mistake? We only oppose the payment of food by officials and gentry, and we don't oppose the return of military households to civilians. How crazy are you guys!"

The old man, who was a little tired from smoking, was panting heavily with his hand on the itchy scratcher, and sneered at the fat man with red lines and blue lines on his face: "Ha, don't think that it's easy for me, grandpa, if I haven't studied, you are against it today." This, I will oppose that tomorrow, what do you call grandpa beating you, yes, this is called preventing trouble before it happens, watch beating!"