Daming heir

Chapter 159 Saying Goodbye to King Chuang
Even if you were the founding emperor Hongwu of Ming Dynasty, you wouldn't change your face so quickly!

How about you play tricks?
Feeling the change in the emperor's expression, Zhan Hui and the others couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

Zhu Yunxi quickly walked into the side hall from the outside, holding the things he had arranged in his arms.

Glancing at Zhan Hui and the others who were kneeling on the ground, he came to the old man in a little puzzled manner, and bowed politely.

"Grandson sees grandpa."

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly waved his hands: "Sit down quickly, and talk to grandpa, is there anything you want grandpa to do for you?"

If you say that a father's love is like a mountain.

Zhu Yunxi just wanted to say one more thing, Lord loves you like the sea.

He smiled awkwardly, and then looked at Zhan Hui and the others who were kneeling on the ground.

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang come to his senses, snorted coldly, and handed the memorial confiscated by Jin Yiwei to Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Yunxi put down the memorial and things he brought, and picked up the memorial that the old man handed over.

After looking through it for a while, he already understood it in his heart.

Immediately, he persuaded with a smile: "Grandpa, you can't take what these criminals did and throw it to Zhan Shangshu and the others. If Zhan Shangshu and the others are like these criminals, grandpa, can you still keep them here? "

Zhan Hui and others who were kneeling on the ground suddenly shouted in their hearts, the emperor is wise!

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed with some reluctance: "If they are like this, let's ask Jiang Yu to kill them now!"

After scolding, Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Zhan Hui and the others: "What are you still kneeling on, the emperor's grandson is pleading for you, why don't you all get up."

Relieved, Zhan Hui and the others hurriedly cupped their hands and stood up: "The ministers and others thank Your Majesty, and thank the grandson of the emperor."

Zhu Yunxi smiled subtly, and looked at the ministers who had been mentally tortured by the old man for a long time.

Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to the memorial in his hand.

"Now your fourth uncle has just won the Northern Expedition, and the imperial court has not issued a decree to reward the three armies. Take this memorial back, and discuss it with Xie Jin and the three of them later, and make a charter."

Zhu Yunxi nodded in response, and stretched out the memorial.

Xie Jin, who had been waiting by the side, hurried forward to take the memorial, and then retreated to Xia Yuanji and Tie Xuan, two good friends.

And Zhu Yuanzhang already picked up several different types of stamps and commercial tickets that Zhu Yunxi had put on the table, and put them in front of his eyes to observe.

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't see the use of this thing.

I had no choice but to look at Zhu Yunxi helplessly: "My dear grandson, is this what you want grandpa to do today?"

As he said that, Zhu Yuanzhang showed an expression of waiting for your kid to explain.

Zhan Hui and the others on the side quietly tiptoed and stretched their heads, looking at the stamps held by the emperor.

Zhu Yunxi smiled and explained: "Grandpa's Longevity Festival this year, isn't it left to the grandson to handle it. If the grandson doesn't make any more money, I'm afraid the inner treasury will block the grandson every day."

Zhu Yuanzhang listened to the explanation, his eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Can this thing make money?"

Following behind the emperor was the crown prince basking in the sun, looking over curiously.

Zhan Hui and the others also showed doubts, wondering how those few pieces of paper could make money.

Zhu Yunxi was not in a hurry, and held the memorial he brought in front of the old man with both hands: "The details, my grandson has already figured it out, and I ask grandpa to review it."

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed, put down the stamps, took the memorial and flipped through it.

And Zhu Yunxi spoke softly, explaining from the side.

"Grandson is planning to start from my station on the official road of Daming this time."

Goodbye Chuang Wang!
Goodbye!
Let's get you an iron job that will never be laid off, so don't bother with your reputation as Chuang Wang.

Zhu Yunxi muttered silently in his heart, and continued to explain to everyone.

"Most of the post stations along the official roads of my Ming Dynasty are spacious and occupy a very large area. But on weekdays, apart from the exchanges between officials from the court and China, and the rest of the army and horses, there are only memorials from the court and the local area."

"Most of the time, the post stations along the way are vacant. In this way, the imperial court still has to give the money and food to the post station officials. Isn't this a waste of money, food and manpower."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded while listening to Zhu Yunxi's explanation while watching the memorial.

Basking in the sun, like the prince with his own light, he also nodded silently.

Zhan Hui said: "Emperor Grandson, the post station is for officials from the court to communicate and submit memorials. What's more important is that our Ming Dynasty has a vast territory. Whenever there is a war, this post station will always allow the most important officials in the court to come and go." We will soon know the frontier battle situation, so we can make adjustments and support."

He was implicitly reminding Zhu Yunxi not to tamper with the station, otherwise it would be very harmful.

Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Grandpa, my grandson knows the importance of post stations to the court in terms of military and state affairs. So grandson is just thinking, if these post stations are not busy on weekdays, can these post stations also be of great help to me?" The people of the Ming Dynasty passed on the letters, which also solved their dilemma of missing their families but being helpless."

"Besides, these post stations occupy a large area, and there are probably not many officials who come and go every day. Those vacant houses can be released to merchants on the official road. As for ordinary people, they can also have a firewood house , so as not to endure hunger and cold outside.”

"There are also those goods carried by merchants. If they are not in a hurry to sell when they arrive at a certain place, or if they are in danger on the road, they can also be stored in the post station. In this way, the post stations on both sides of the official road can be regarded as fully utilized. It will not be wasted in vain."

Zhu Yuanzhang put down the memorial in his hand, looked at Zhan Hui and the others: "What do you think of this statement?"

Zhan Hui and the others looked at each other, thinking deeply.

Afterwards, it was Ru Yu, Minister of the Ministry of War, who said: "The ministers are just worried, if the post station is released and used by merchants and common people, will it delay the military and state affairs of the court and China."

Zhu Yunxi immediately replied: "To deliver letters to the people, you only need to appoint a fixed number of people, and then take turns. As long as there are enough people in each post station, it is enough to prepare for the needs of the court."

"As for the accommodation, it is naturally the same. There are always a few rooms to be vacated to prevent officials from the DPRK and China from rushing to use them."

"As long as the court sets the rules, there will be no trouble."

Ru Yu nodded: "The emperor's grandson said that there should be a special person to deliver letters to the people, and also leave a house for the officials of the court. In this way, it is a feasible move."

Zhao Mian, Minister of the Household Department, also said at this time: "It's just that the emperor's grandson said that he wants to earn money and food through the post station. I don't know how the emperor's grandson will do it?"

When money was mentioned, all the monarchs and ministers in the side hall looked at Zhu Yunxi at the same time.

Not delaying the court's military and state affairs, but also doing things well and earning money for the court, it is naturally a good thing for you, me, and everyone.

But if it delays the official business of the court again and has not made any money, then this matter can be vetoed now.

Zhu Yunxi had already made preparations, picked up the few stamps on the table, and sent them to the old man.

Zhan Hui and the others bowed and took a few of them.

Zhu Yunxi said: "Confucius said: 'The popularity of virtue can be passed on as quickly as postage. My grandson made this stamp accordingly."

"Stamps?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked curious.

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "It's the stamps. The court can make these stamps in advance, and then sell them to the common people. After the common people buy them back, they only need to stick the stamps on the letters, write where they want to send the letters, and finally Just hand it over to the station."

As he spoke, he handed the residence ticket and deposit ticket to the old man: "There are these, as long as my Ming merchant buys this ticket back and hand it over to the post station when it is used. In this way, the imperial court sells all kinds of tickets and collects money." Banknotes can be used when the post station is not in use, so it will save money and benefit the country and the people.”

Zhan Hui and others had already looked at the emperor at this time.

Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze was like a torch, and after careful consideration, he nodded slowly under Zhu Yunxie's expectant gaze.

"As long as it doesn't affect the use of the court, we have no objection to the post station's implementation of this method."

Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but feel relieved.

But the words of the old man continued to be heard: "How do you plan to price these stamps and other things? If the price is too high, it may be difficult for ordinary people to pass letters. But if it is too low, the court will not be able to make much money. , isn’t it a waste of time?”

"How much money can ordinary people have." Zhu Yunxi said without thinking.

Under the suspicious gaze of the crowd.

He said with a smile: "The reason why my grandson got this stamp is just to facilitate the communication between family members and friends of the people of Ming Dynasty. If the imperial court does it well, it will be a benevolent policy of grandpa to benefit the people."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard these explanations, he immediately blinked and looked at Zhan Hui and the others.

Then he burst out laughing, pointing at Zhu Yunxi and yelling, "This kid, you know how to do benevolent government for us."

Zhan Hui and the others immediately bowed and said, "The grandson of the emperor has the common people in his heart. He earns money for the court, and he doesn't forget to solve the difficult problems between relatives and friends of the common people. It can be called kindness."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled all over his face, and said affirmatively to Zhu Yunxi: "Even if you are still thinking about the people, we can't veto this matter because of this. You continue to talk about it, and you have won benevolent government for us, so how can you help us?" We make money."

The atmosphere in the side hall couldn't help being relaxed and joyful.

Such a matter of earning fame and making money, who can refuse.

Zhu Yunxi hummed: "The reason for making money is naturally to make money from those merchants. If they want to live in the station and store the goods in the station, the money must be more expensive than this stamp."

As he spoke, he turned his attention to the stamps again.

"Moreover, according to my grandson's vision, even this stamp can be transferred from those merchants to money. Even, the profit can be more than the accommodation and inventory provided by the station!"

Zhu Yuanzhang and others kept nodding their heads.

Merchants stay in post stations and store goods. The imperial court does not need to charge as much as restaurants and hotels in the city, but it will not be less.

It's just that stamps can make a lot of money, but they didn't expect it.

Isn't this a benevolent government that benefits the people?

Zhao Mian, Minister of the Household Department, has been very angry recently. When he heard that he could make a lot of money, he immediately said in anticipation: "Please also ask the emperor's grandson to release the officials, etc. How can this stamp make a lot of money."

Zhu Yunxi picked up a stamp without haste.

Point to the blank space above.

"Grandpa, everyone, have you ever seen the empty space on these stamps?"

Everyone nodded.

The corner of Zhu Yunxi's mouth raised, and he looked at everyone: "If these blank spaces are printed with Grandpa's calligraphy, and then made more exquisite, and finally limit the quantity. Do you think those merchants will pay a lot of money to buy them?"

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