The ruthless emperor in the late Ming Dynasty forced Chongzhen to abdicate at the beginning

Chapter 181 Land Mergers Are Too Serious

"Minister Propaganda Supervisor Dong Wan, the left supervisor, and Li Jun, the right supervisor, kowtow to my emperor, long live my emperor, long live my emperor, long live!"

This is Dong Xiaowan and Li Xiangjun's second interview. After they were brought into the imperial study room, they were only slightly better than last time, and their voices were still trembling with excitement.

"Be flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the two thanked each other, they stood up nervously, both of them couldn't hold back, and secretly took a look at the little emperor behind the dragon case.

Seeing that the little emperor was also looking straight at them, their hearts skipped a beat, they immediately lowered their heads, and began to dream.

Especially Li Xiangjun, who still maintains a perfect body, since he entered the propaganda prison, he has been thinking all day about how to get the little emperor into bed and fly on the branches to become a phoenix.

"How is the report from the Royal Mansion?"

Of course, Zhu Cihong couldn't hide the little thought of the two women, but he is now at the age of health preservation, and he doesn't want to waste too much energy. After all, the days of enjoying happiness are still to come, so he has been restraining himself.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the planning of the first issue of the Royal Mansion Newsletter has been completed, and it can be printed in large quantities after His Majesty's review."

The two women were a little disappointed when they saw that Zhu Cihong's question was about the Royal Mansion's newspaper, but Dong Xiaowan still hurriedly answered.

After speaking, he took out a sample residence newspaper from his arms.

Zhu Cihong looked at the page-sized newspaper in her hand, frowned suddenly, and secretly made a mistake. He left in a hurry and didn't explain clearly to them.

"This sentence is too difficult to read. Didn't I ask you to write poems and prose to make it so obscure and difficult to understand, not to mention ordinary people who can't read, even ordinary people who can read some characters can't understand it?"

Zhu Cilang looked at the three-character scripture-like sentence in the mansion newspaper, and suddenly said a little speechlessly.

What kind of newspaper is this? Just like a thousand-character essay, each sentence does not exceed five characters, which simply compresses the sentence to the extreme.

"Returning to Your Majesty, if the writing is too straightforward, a simple matter will take at least a few hundred words. No matter how thin the handwriting is, it will never fit in a mansion newspaper."

Li Xiangjun hurriedly explained.

In order to be able to finish writing about the New Deal in a mansion newspaper, they have spent a lot of effort and painstaking effort these days.

Who would have thought that His Majesty was not satisfied at all, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he dared to think about it.

"If you can't write it down, then make the Dibao bigger and the characters smaller instead of condensing the sentences.

Also, the above can't just write about the New Deal, but also have to write some anecdotes, so as to increase everyone's interest in reading. "

After Zhu Cihong finished speaking, he showed them the size, which was half the size of a desk.

The two women were stunned, obviously they didn't expect that Dibao could be made so big.

Zhu Cihong didn't care about their astonished expressions, and explained to them in detail how to typesetting, how to illustrate, how to make the fonts of different sizes, and the colors dark and light.

"Do you understand?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, I understand." The two girls nodded quickly.

"Okay, go back and make corrections immediately, I only give you three days to get it done, and then typesetting and printing.

Remember, don't care about whether the sentences are beautiful or not, the more simple and easy to understand the better, some complicated words can also be replaced with simplified words. "

Zhu Cihong exhorted again.

In his opinion, with the literary accomplishments of the two women, as long as they figure out what's going on, a newspaper, let alone three days, should be enough to finish it in one day.

"It's Your Majesty, remember everything, it must be completed within three days, minister, minister and others will leave."

Seeing that Zhu Cihong didn't want to say anything else, the two women both looked disappointed, and reluctantly left.

Three days later, the two women came to the imperial study again with a huge newspaper in their hands, looking a little tired.

The newspaper is divided into six sections. The headboard in the middle is the New Deal. The font should be bolder, and all of them introduce the content of the New Deal.

There are two smaller plates on the left and right above, which are respectively for officials to bribe magistrates in order to stay in the local area, and finally lost their wives and soldiers.

When measuring the land, the landlords and gentry bribed the officials and practiced malpractices for personal gain, and were finally caught by the inspectors and punished by the officials.

There are three small panels on the left, right, and middle. The two slightly larger ones are about military and business. The military is responsible for introducing the military rank system and the new military system. The business is mainly about introducing the Royal Bank, Huangdian, and the salt industry.

The smallest section at the end contains some anecdotes and anecdotes, which turned out to be a romance novel.

After reading it, Zhu Cihong was a little bit unsatisfied, and finally nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, let's leave it at that for the first issue. When we go back, we'll print a large number of them immediately. At least [-] copies will be printed, and then distributed in the southern provinces for free.

At the same time, don't forget to prepare for the second issue. The number of printings will only increase in the future, so the scale of the printing factory must be expanded as soon as possible, and more storytellers must be recruited. "

For the Royal Mansion Newspaper, for the time being, Zhu Cihong intends to make money at a loss and distribute it for free. After a year and a half to become famous, everyone is used to reading newspapers, and then just charge some money for ink.

Anyway, he has a lot of money now, and he doesn't plan to make money by selling newspapers. It doesn't matter if he pays 200 million yuan every year, so that those literati can't follow suit.

After the two girls left, Zhu Cihong continued to look up the detailed data on the acres of land in various places sent by the household department.

These data are reported for the first time.

For several days in a row, Zhu Cihong tirelessly checked the data until late at night, and was ready to read all the data of more than 100 prefectures and counties in Nanzhili.

Zhang Yan was also quite surprised by such abnormal diligence. She was more in the eyes and delighted in her heart. Every night, she personally boiled a bowl of lotus seed soup and brought it to her.

"Lang'er, it's late at night, let's watch it tomorrow! Come on, drink the porridge while it's hot."

"Auntie, you have worked hard these past few days, let the maids do these things."

Zhu Cilang put down the booklet, took the bowl she handed over and said.

"Lang'er, the data sent by the Ministry of Household Affairs is huge. In fact, you don't need to look it up in person, county by county?"

"No, if you don't check it out in person from county to county, how will you know that the land annexation in our Ming Dynasty is so serious. For example, Wuxi County in Changzhou Prefecture has a total of nearly 30 mu of mulberry fields and more than 50 mu of paddy fields. The entire [-] mu belonged to only a few hundred gentry landlords.

More than a hundred thousand people have all been reduced to the tenants of these gentry and landlords, Sang Nong, working as cattle and horses for them. If this is the case in the whole south, the most I can do is to increase the tax revenue of the court, which has nothing to do with the people. benefits. "

Finally, Zhu Cihong slammed the bowl on the table.

"Hey, Langer, you don't have to belittle yourself. After all, the imperial court has already exempted the people from all miscellaneous taxes and corvee, and salt is now cheap. Even if you pay [-]% of the land rent in the end, as long as you strictly inspect it, the officials everywhere will not dare to act recklessly. Collect taxes, and the remaining [-]% is enough to make people live."

"Snapped!"

"Does Auntie think that this is a peaceful and prosperous world? Is this the revival of the gods and martial arts? No, it is not enough. I also want to make the common people in the world well-fed and clothed, so that they can eat meat, and children can learn to read and write."

Zhu Ci slapped the table and stood up.

Zhang Yan trembled in fright, she did not expect that Lang'er would love the people of the world so much, and her ambition was so high, she also admired it from the bottom of her heart.

It took a while to come back to her senses, sighed and said: "Lang'er, Auntie also hopes that all the people of Daming will live a good life as you said in the future, but this is really..."

"That's right. Given the current situation in Ming Dynasty, if the people in the world want to have enough food, clothing, clothing and spare money, I'm afraid the only way is to nationalize all the land and distribute it equally to the people."

Zhu Cihong also sighed, he originally planned to develop industry and expand outward to ease land acquisition.

But now it seems that land reform is still necessary if people want to have purchasing power in the short term. After all, it takes time to develop industries and expand outward.

"Hong'er..." Zhang Yan was really frightened this time, she didn't expect that Hong'er would have such crazy thoughts.

Nationalizing all the land and distributing it equally to the people, many emperors have thought about this kind of thing, but even the founding emperors of all dynasties dare not do it.

"Auntie, don't worry, my son knows what's in his mind. Before the world is completely settled and the slavery is established, my son will not do it. For the time being, we must continue to implement the New Deal and increase the court's tax revenue first!"

Zhu Cilang waved his hand.

He is not stupid, there are still two major anti-kings entrenched in the southwest and northwest, and the threat of slavery in the northeast is still there. Naturally, he will not completely tear himself apart with the landlords and gentry in the world right now.

Zhang Yan heard this, although she was relieved, she was still very worried.

(End of this chapter)