Chapter 3 How about changing to Ming Dynasty for 50 years?
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been resting with his eyes closed all the time, heard Chu Ze vowing to say the policy of subjugation.

His originally closed eyes suddenly opened.

And for a moment, Chu Ze even felt that the air around him was about to freeze.

The fierce murderous aura sliced ​​across his face like a steel knife.

Just for a moment, Chu Ze's back was wet with cold sweat.

He who was already ready to die, actually felt scared!
"Do you know what the consequences of what you say now will be?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice at this time was extremely cold, and even Prince Zhu Biao and Yan Wang Zhu Di's bodies trembled slightly because of his powerful aura.

Especially Yan Wang Zhu Di, his legs seemed to be trembling at this moment.

However, even so, Chu Ze still stood upright after recovering.

"Your Majesty, my soul has returned to this era, that is, after our later generations said that after time travel, I have not obtained any memories about the past."

"This is actually one of the reasons why I want to die. Of course, the main reason. If there is a chance later, I can continue to talk about it."

"However, roughly, I can still guess something. It's nothing more than the three tribes of Yi, the nine tribes of Zhu and so on."

"But doesn't His Majesty want to hear, why do I just say that?"

"Just a few words of time, if it is true, in exchange for Daming's 50 years of good fortune. Does your majesty feel that it is a loss?"

After looking down on life and death at this time, Chu Ze also found that he became more and more calm.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was on the throne, looked at Chu Ze whose expression had returned to normal, and his eyes gradually softened.

Of course, it's not that he's calmed down.

It's simply because his city is too deep.

It's hard to see what he's thinking.

"Let's talk about it, we are really interested now."

After getting Zhu Yuanzhang's approval, Chu Ze didn't talk nonsense.

If he can say one more sentence now, he will earn more.

He even looked at Yan Wang Zhu Di and Prince Zhu Biao beside him.

I was still thinking in my heart, should I change their mentality before I die.

After traveling through a scene, he hurriedly exited the scene without doing anything. Thinking about it, it seems a bit of a loss.

At least, it seems like a good idea to do something to prove that you have been here.

"Your Majesty, if my memory is correct, in peacetime, the price of a stone of rice is calculated as one tael. A prince needs 5 taels a year just for a branch of rice."

"Afterwards, there are miscellaneous expenses such as silk and satin, cloth, silk, salt, tea, cotton, etc., totaling 2 taels."

"And His Majesty set the ancestor's instruction that the prince's title will be hereditary, and the prince's position will be passed down from generation to generation, and the prince's heir will be demoted to the county king!"

"The treatment of the county king is 6000 shi for the year-old rice, which is 8000 taels. Add in other sundries, and convert it to [-] taels."

"His Royal Highness, I don't know if there is any error in the data I got?"

What Chu Ze said earlier was indeed for Zhu Yuanzhang.

But the last question, he was directed at Zhu Biao.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Lao Zhu is a reasonable person.

But in his eyes, reason is always only on his side.

In fact, Chu Ze didn't really want to talk to him anymore.

On the contrary, Prince Zhu Biao will be much easier to talk to.

After Zhu Biao heard Chu Ze's question, he subconsciously nodded, but then shook his head again.

Then, he added with a slight frown.

"It's not just these expenses. According to the rules set by the emperor, princes and county kings need to have maids and eunuchs to take care of their daily life. Then there will be this part of the expenses, which should also be included."

When he heard that Chu Ze started to settle accounts, Zhu Biao had already had a bad premonition in his heart.

However, he didn't know where this premonition came from.

So when Chu Ze threw the question at him, he unexpectedly cooperated with Chu Ze's words.

"Yeah, I really forgot about that."

After Chu Ze heard Zhu Biao mention the matter, he nodded as if he suddenly realized.

Seeing his actions, Zhu Yuanzhang snorted with some displeasure.

However, under Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze, Chu Ze spit out this sentence again without haste.

"If you count the palace maids and eunuchs, then you have to count the loss of population. Let's count it together later."

"Since the prince said that there is no problem. Let's move on."

"Nowadays, Emperor Taizu has a total of 26 heirs. That is, 25 princes. The annual expenditure of these 25 princes is about 1705 million taels."

"Under the prince, there is also the king of the county. We don't count the king of the county as an exaggeration. Each prince counts ten heirs, which is considered a small number. You know, Liu Sheng, the king of Zhongshan in the Han Dynasty, had more than 100 sons .”

"Even if the base is 250 county kings."

These numbers are quite auspicious...
Originally, I thought that when this number was mentioned, Lao Zhu, father and son would have some bad expressions.

But obviously, this stalk is not popular in this day and age.

Chu Ze, who was a little disappointed, continued to calculate the score.

"Each county king, according to the previous calculation, consumes 8000 taels. That is 200 million taels."

"Based on this calculation, Daming will consume 3705 million taels of fiscal revenue just to support these princes and county kings in one year."

"Moreover, this is only the first generation prince and county king."

"If the calculation is still based on the ratio just now, the prince's hereditary will still cost 1705 million taels."

"And the first generation of county kings grew up, and the second generation of county kings began to be born. Every county king still has ten children."

"There were 250 county kings in the previous generation, ten for each, and [-] county kings were born."

"After that comes the third generation. Under the third generation, we count the 250 county kings of the first generation as collective funerals, and the number is defined as [-]."

"Then, out of these [-] county kings, ten new county kings were born, so [-] county kings were born."

"The fourth generation, 25 county kings were born."

"Even if we are the fourth generation, 25 county kings need to be supported by the court. The annual cost is close to 20 taels of silver!"

"I'm not very clear about the financial revenue of the imperial court in this era. I don't know how many taels of income Daming has in a year's financial revenue?"

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After Chu Ze's voice fell, he did not wait for the answer he imagined.

At this time, the entire imperial study room became completely silent.

When Chu Ze raised his head, what he saw was the father and son of the old Zhu family who were wringing their fingers and sweating on their foreheads.

(End of this chapter)

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