I'm really not doing business

Chapter 888: The land is covered with grief and blood, but only one thought is needed to save the people
The selection of tribute cases in the Southern Yamen was like making paper dolls, putting people on the list and cursing the families of those who made the tribute to have a bad death. This method seemed very immature, childish, and even a bit of a joke.

But before the Wanli Reform achieved some results, submitting the list of names was no joke, nor was it just stabbing a doll. It was a real act of rebellion that destroyed the future of people's descendants. Moreover, it started during the Hongwu period to stop the trend of submitting the names of names, and it lasted for more than two hundred years.

The academic cliques in Jiangxi also set up barriers and were also aristocratic. However, after an investigation, the imperial guards found that the powerful and wealthy in Jiangxi even paid taxes. These were well-trained rebels!
One look and you can tell what they are doing, but based on the current laws, there is no way to find a way to crack down on them.

Zhu Yijun did not handle the issue of Jiangxi College together with the case of the Southern Yamen tribute selection, but handled it separately.

The cases of Yang Wei, Tian Yijun, the Chizhou Prefecture ship hijacking case and the tribute selection case were combined because there was a very obvious causal relationship.

To some extent, Jiangxi College's management centered around the college was caused by the lack of universal education in the Ming Dynasty.

"They'd better be clean and always stay clean." Zhu Yijun gave his comments.

Zhu Yijun received the silver the next day, which was the donation from the Shanxi merchants.

Ten million silver ingots are 62.5 jin, which is like a small mountain when piled up. What Zhu Yijun received was not silver, but the acceptance bills of the Ming Huitong Guanyi. In other words, the ten million silver had already been in the Ming Huitong Guanyi Silver Shop.

Although the Shanxi merchants did not say it explicitly, they still hoped that Your Majesty would erect a monument for them to recognize their achievements when implementing the Dinghai school system.

Therefore, the actual nature of this money is a donation for the Dinghai school system, even though everyone understands that it is money to buy one's life.

For example, Ye Xianggao, who wrote the Wanli Diary, wrote:
The talent selection ceremony should be a public tool for the whole world. How can we allow the rich and powerful to block the way for talents? The gentry in Jiangzuo privately compiled the "List of Submissions" to prevent people from entering the academy and going to school, and to clean up the turbidity.

When the wealthy merchants in Jin heard the news, they felt that the new policy was not easy to implement, so they gathered together and said: "The holy emperor is promoting education and nurturing scholars, which is a great event for the ages. How can we just sit back and enjoy it?"

The merchants of Shanxi donated tens of millions of silver coins to help build the education system. The emperor appreciated their sincerity and ordered a monument to be erected at the Imperial College with the inscription: "Merchants are righteous and contribute to cultural and educational efforts."

The great power of the Holy Lord broke the century-old shackles of the academic cliques; the businessmen and virtuous people made righteous deeds and donated tens of millions of dollars to help students. Wen Jing swept away the dust and cleared the chronic diseases in Jiangzuo; the scholars admired the grace and kindness, and the buds of the academy were all blooming.

The apricot temple is revived, the clear stream is surging; the scholars are spreading their wings, the sanctification is vast. There is no sigh of missing pearls in the wild, and there are steps to ascend to the sea in the morning.

The daily records are to be submitted to the emperor for his review.

After reading it, Zhu Yijun found this record very easy to understand. The only difficult word was "Hongmen Hanrui". "Hongmen" means academy and "Hanrui" actually refers to students who come from poor and humble backgrounds. The poor scholars in the world are compared to "Hanrui Qifang".

The emperor discovered that this scholar was really bad, so secret agents such as Zhang Cheng and Luo Bingliang intervened violently. They investigated the case and conducted public trials and executions almost by means of suppression. The emperor even wanted to supervise the execution himself. Ye Xianggao did not mention a word about it, and simply glossed over the idea of ​​"cleansing the turbid stream."

"Ye Xianggao has become a bad kid. He wrote the diary like this, trying to flatter people in various ways." Zhu Yijun could only say that Ye Xianggao's writing style in the Spring and Autumn Annals was quite impressive. It was all factual, but with the right amount of detail and omissions.

Since His Majesty did not make any changes, Feng Bao sent the daily records to the Ministry of Rites for filing.

The Zhongshu Sheren had no choice but to do so. After all, the document had to be presented to the Emperor for his review. If they really wrote something else, the Emperor would be unhappy, and the Zhongshu Sheren would be the ones who would suffer.

In the daily records, you can’t write this or that, you can only sing praises and flatter.

"Your Majesty, in fact, these are all the true words of Master Ye. Although Master Ye was born into a wealthy family, his mother fled to escape the Japanese invasion when the Japanese invaders were raging. Master Ye was born in a dry toilet and lived in precarious conditions for four years before he was able to return home. Now that the Ming Dynasty is at its peak, Master Ye is also speaking the truth." Feng Bao said happily.

When Ye Xianggao was very young, before he even had any memories, he learned not to cry or make a fuss, because crying and making a fuss would attract Japanese pirates.

Ye Xianggao had no dissatisfaction with the current Ming Dynasty. If he had any dissatisfaction, it was that he would have to work as a secretary for another two years before he could go to a local position to gain experience.

In other words, Ye Xianggao still has to find all kinds of ways to flatter others for two years before his days are over.

"I really like his memorial." Zhu Yijun took out a memorial from Ye Xianggao, placed it on the table, and said with emotion.

When writing the daily notes, Ye Xianggao was flattering, but when writing the memorials, he attacked hard.

Ye Xianggao wrote a political essay, which did not contain any specific policy recommendations but simply discussed politics. Starting from the theory of contradiction, he discussed the spiral rise of history.

The memorial contained only a thousand words, discussing the Japanese invasion during the Jiajing period, the opening up of the sea, and finally coming to one point.

In his view, the unscrupulous carnivores who pursue their own interests are responsible for the spiral; the down-to-earth and hardworking workers and people of the world are responsible for the upward trend.

"I am also a meat eater and a member of the ruling class. Isn't what he said insulting me as well?" Zhu Yijun handed the memorial to Feng Bao and said, "Send it to the Northern Court and publish it in the official newspaper."

Feng Bao smiled and said, "Your Majesty is at the height of your power, working day and night to worry about the people, and making decisions on your own, but you are not such a worm without any bottom line, with only selfish interests in your heart. This memorial will scold whoever is angry with you."

On May 26, the 17th year of the Wanli reign, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty arrived at Chaoyang Gate, and the second public trial of the tribute selection case began.

Wang Xiyuan was still the one who presided over all the public trials. Before the emperor arrived, Wang Xiyuan had already made public the crimes of the 43 families who were executed. He even brought the victims' families from many places in Jiangxi to the Southern Court.

When the emperor arrived, a total of 128 Ming women rescued from Luzon were sent back to the Southern Court and also attended the public trial.

Yin Zongxin, the eldest son of the Marquis of Sishui, and Princess Yingjia also appeared on the Wufeng Tower outside Chaoyang Gate.

"Sir, the direction at the end of the execution ground is Xiaoling Mausoleum. Sir, you are in Yangzhou Prefecture. Let me hide for a while and go to Songjiang Prefecture first, and then come to Nan Ya."

"By then, the tribute selection will be completed. I know your good intentions, but I can't avoid it, nor do I want to. Where can I hide? The world belongs to me. If I hide, where can the people hide?" Zhu Yijun said sincerely, looking in the direction of Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Zhang Juzheng certainly had good intentions. What he meant in Yangzhou Prefecture was to let Wang Chonggu, the Minister of Justice, preside over the public trial.

If an emperor does such a thing, he will be cursed endlessly, just like Emperor Chengzu Wen killed Fang Xiaoru and Xie Jin.

But Zhu Yijun could not dig up the Xiaoling Mausoleum, so he had to make this trip.

The universal political concept that "the world belongs to all people" is as nonsense as the idea that "the people are the foundation of the country and the country will be peaceful if the foundation is solid."

During the Wanli period, the feudal monarchy existed. The world belonged to the Zhu family, and the master of the country was Zhu Yijun. This was the reality.

As long as the Xiaoling Mausoleum is still there and the Ming Dynasty still exists, Zhu Yijun, as the emperor, must shoulder these responsibilities, including these infamy.

To bear the disgrace of the country is to be the lord of the country; to bear the misfortune of the country is to be the king of the world.

Because the case had been announced in advance, the trial of the entire case went very smoothly.

What surprised Zhu Yijun was that the powerful and wealthy people in the Southern Yamen who were not involved in the case were also hoping that these people would die quickly. The fire was too big and too close, and the powerful and wealthy people hoped to end the case as quickly as possible to avoid getting into trouble.

"Bring the witness, Shen Yingxiang." Wang Xiyuan slammed the gavel, but no bailiff took Shen Yingxiang to the execution platform. Instead, he took her to the Chaoyang Gate of the Wufeng Tower to meet the emperor.

Even though the emperor had seen the tragic experiences of countless victims in the case files, he still felt that what he learned from books was superficial. When Shen Yingxiang appeared before the emperor, Zhu Yijun was still filled with extreme anger.

Shen Yingxiang had his two arms and calves chopped off, leaving only his body and head. The Yingtian Prefecture government repeatedly confirmed that Shen Yingxiang was willing to attend the public trial, but in the end, Wang Xiyuan did not dare to carry him in public, but instead sent him before the emperor.

In order to make Shen Yingxiang look more decent, her dress covered her tightly in late May.

"I, Shen Yingxiang, am here to see Your Majesty. It is inconvenient for me to not be able to complete the formalities. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me."

"I am the second daughter of the Shen family in Jishui, Jiangxi. I was born in the first year of the Wanli reign. My nickname is Yingxiang. Last year, Yang forced my father to marry her off as a concubine. My father refused and married me to Li Bin, a Jinshi from the Li family in Huarong, Huguang. Last March, on the way to Huarong County, I was kidnapped by Yang and ended up like this."

"Yang sold the women to Southeast Asia, and exhibited the rare goods everywhere. She was rescued by the coastal defense inspector at Miyang Port." Shen Yingxiang did not cry. Only when she mentioned Yang did her tone improve a little, but she still did not feel any anger.

Her tone was that of a dead person.

Biting her tongue couldn't kill herself, but she tried.

Zhu Yijun saw four words on Shen Yingxiang's body, and his heart was dead. His Majesty the Emperor felt his blood boiling, and even the veins behind his head were trembling. He suppressed his anger and asked, "I am interrogating the 74 members of the Yang family. If you have any requests, just say it."

"Evildoers will be punished for their evil deeds. Your Majesty wants to kill their entire family. I am already satisfied." Shen Yingxiang did not ask for equal revenge, but felt that it was enough.

She never thought that in her lifetime, she would see the arrogant Yang family kneeling on the execution ground, trembling and begging for mercy; she never thought that in her lifetime, she would see the entire Yang family beheaded.

"Are your family still here?" Zhu Yijun asked, clutching the armrest.

"My family is still alive. I saw them yesterday." Shen Yingxiang twisted her neck with difficulty and saw her father sitting under the execution platform. She finally smiled gently and said, "It is a blessing from heaven that we can see each other again."

"I have discussed with my family and will commit suicide by taking poison tomorrow."

The reason why Shen Yingxiang mentioned this matter was that she hoped the emperor would not misunderstand that it was not her father who forced her to die to preserve the family's innocence. Her father dared to offend Yang for her and contacted old friends to marry far away. He was a good father. She really didn't want to live anymore.

It's not that she has the intention to die, but death is the final relief for her.

"Your father, how could you bear to do that?" Zhu Yijun closed his eyes and exhaled.

There had been no news for two years, and when we met again, she looked like this. As soon as we met, my daughter calmly told me how she died.

Zhu Yijun is also a father, and it is hard for him to imagine how miserable Shen Yingxiang's father must be.

"Father is naturally reluctant to let me go, but I have made up my mind to go." Shen Yingxiang was born into a wealthy family. What she actually wanted to say was that the reason she could still speak was because those people could hear her wailing and begging for mercy when they whipped her.

"I..." Zhu Yijun said to Feng Bao, "Pass on my order. All seventy-four members of the Yang family shall be taken away without a single one left."

The victim couldn't wait any longer. In fact, Shen Yingxiang's body couldn't last more than a few days.

"I obey your order." Feng Bao began to go down to the Wufeng Tower of Chaoyang Gate to convey the order.

"I'll take my leave." Shen Yingxiang was fixed on a rack and was carefully carried down the city gate by the eunuch.

"Does the chief physician have any ideas?" Zhu Yijun looked at the chief physicians Chen Shigong and Pang Xian who were accompanying the emperor south, and asked for their ideas.

"Your Majesty, this disease is incurable and we are helpless." Chen Shigong answered honestly. He was indeed a surgical expert, but it had become like this and he really had no other options.

Zhu Yijun quickly waved his hands and said, "You two great doctors have misunderstood. What I meant is that drinking poison to commit suicide is still too painful. Is there any way to die more easily? This world is too hard for her. Let her feel a little more relaxed when she leaves."

Of course, it is not about bringing the Chief Medical Officer back to life. The Chief Medical Officer is a doctor, not a god.

"That's easy." Chen Shigong said hurriedly after hearing this. He really couldn't save her. An overdose of opium would cause Shen Yingxiang to die in her dream.

"Then please trouble Chen Yuanpan to go there." After hearing this, Zhu Yijun instructed, "If Shen Yingxiang changes her mind, you can come back. I asked Chen Yuanpan to go there, not to sentence her to death. You can also persuade her. In short, respect her wishes." "I obey your order." Chen Shigong bowed his head again. His Majesty's decree could not be clearer and there was no ambiguity.

The execution began. Shen Yingxiang was sitting in the front row. She had a constant smile on her face. This was an instinct developed from being beaten. The guests wanted to see her smile, and when she didn't, the guards would beat her, starve her, and not give her water. Later, she always had this fake smile on her face, and it became an instinct.

This fake smile was so creepy that the officials from the Ministry of Rites had to repeat it many times before Shen Yingxiang did not laugh in front of His Majesty, otherwise it would have disturbed the Holy Emperor.

Death was a relief for her, but a punishment for the entire Yang family.

"Shen Yingxiang! You have harmed my entire family. I will not let you go even after I die!" Yang Enshi of the Yang family naturally saw Shen Yingxiang. He certainly remembered the tragedy that he had caused.

"Dad, don't be afraid of him swearing and swearing. My daughter is dead, and the ghost must be more powerful than him." Shen Yingxiang ignored Yang Enshi and spoke to her father.

According to this legend, the more miserable a person's death is, the more ferocious the ghost will be after he becomes a ghost. Shen Yingxiang felt that he must be one of the most evil ghosts in the world.

Father Shen didn't say anything, but two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks. His daughter was a good daughter, very generous and graceful. Even in such a situation, she was still teasing him, fearing that her father would worry.

He had always guessed that his daughter was in the Yang Mansion, and had gone to the house to ask for it many times, but he had not expected these beasts to be so cruel. If he had known what had happened to his daughter, he would have brought his entire family to fight with Yang.

"Take it away!" The heavenly voice came from the Wufeng Tower of Chaoyang Gate, and the execution began.

Yang Enshi was struggling desperately. It was a very strange scene. After seeing civilians killing people several times, he soon noticed this abnormality.

The executioner did not seem to insert the bone prying knife into the spine to pry it open, but instead fixed Yang Enshi on the beheading table, raised the big knife, and prepared to execute him directly.

Using a bone prying knife to pry bones is a form of end-of-life care, while direct execution is a punishment, because if the person cannot be killed in one blow, they will have to be chopped again.

"Execute!" Wang Xiyuan stood at the execution ground and threw out the order. The executioner's behavior was against the rules but reasonable, so Wang Xiyuan turned a blind eye.

The executioner didn't chop the neck at first, but the shoulder. It wasn't because the executioner was unprofessional, but because Yang Enshi was struggling, and the sudden chop made Yang Enshi wail continuously.

"Dad, save me! Dad! It hurts!" Yang Enshi screamed frantically, but his father, who usually indulged him, rolled his head right in front of him.

The executioner did not chop the neck the second time, but chopped the other arm. Everyone knew that Yang Enshi was not struggling, but the executioner did it on purpose, because both Yang Enshi's arm and shoulder were chopped off.

The executioner waited for a long time. After Yang Enshi struggled and wailed until he had no strength left, the executioner took a sip of the wine, raised the knife and swung it down fiercely. This time, the knife hit Yang Enshi's neck, but did not cut it off. The executioner raised the knife and chopped it down again. Yang Enshi's head rolled on the execution platform and rolled together with his father.

The execution was finally over.

"Carry out the execution according to the law." Wang Xiyuan checked and announced the result of the execution to the people.

The next day, Chen Shigong brought the chief medical officer to the inn where the Shen family was staying. He communicated with Shen's father and Shen Yingxiang for nearly an hour, but ultimately failed to persuade them.

Shen Yingxiang was very sober, and the more sober she was, the more painful she felt.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I gave birth to you but didn't take good care of you. I'm incompetent." Father Shen cried heartbreakingly and was heartbroken. He had three sons and two daughters, and the youngest daughter, Shen Yingxiang, was the most favored one.

"Don't blame dad. I have a bad life. Thank you, doctor." Shen Yingxiang didn't cry. She had already shed all her tears.

After taking an overdose of opium and poisoned wine, the fake smile on Shen Yingxiang's face turned into a real smile. She saw her husband in the portrait walking down from the portrait and marrying her. The wedding she had been dreaming of was finally completed in her dream.

Without opium, she wouldn't even dare to imagine this.

Chen Shigong sighed heavily and left the inn with three doctors. Standing on the street, he suddenly stopped, looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and said to the doctors behind him in a decisive tone: "No matter what, we in Jiekuiyuan must ensure the health of your majesty. No matter what, we must do it."

"Because Your Majesty is like the sun at noon. Only when the sun is high in the sky can these demons, ghosts, and monsters be exposed and die without a burial place!"

"If he colludes with outsiders to murder the Holy Emperor, I will make him into a specimen myself."

Studying medicine is to cure diseases and save lives. You can cure diseases, but if you can’t cure people, it will be even more difficult to save the country.

But saving Your Majesty and keeping Your Majesty healthy will allow the Wanli Reform of the Ming Dynasty to continue to advance.

"Yes." The three doctors were all from the Dissection Hospital. They followed the imperial guards south and were truly shocked beyond words by the cruelty of the world. The significance of the Wanli Reform suddenly became so concrete and clear that it saved millions of people from their desperate situation.

Why does Your Majesty work so hard? The Ming Dynasty is thriving, but Your Majesty never dares to slack off, and the reasons become direct.

There is grief and blood all over the place, but the only thought is to save the people.

The emperor's extremely violent edict was spread far and wide, but the people of Nanjing did not accuse the emperor of being violent, but instead applauded.

His Majesty the Emperor killed Yang Enshi's entire family, but he was still not satisfied, so he ordered people to hang their bodies outside Chaoyang Gate and expose them for ten days. No one was allowed to collect the bodies without permission.

The news of Shen Yingxiang being carried up and down the Wufeng Tower at Chaoyang Gate had spread throughout Nanjing, and all levels of the Southern Government were indignant!
The public order and good morals of the Ming Dynasty could not accept such behavior at all.

No matter how deep the hatred or resentment is, people cannot survive until they die. It is really death worthy of such torture.

Zhu Yijun once again selected 120 families in the Mochou Lake Palace, and this time, all the families were executed. Their crime was bringing disaster to the village. Although it was not as bad as Yang Enshi's, combined with the tribute selection case, it was enough to execute the entire family.

"Shen Yingxiang was born in a wealthy family, but was still treated like this. I can't imagine how miserable the common people are. The cruelty shown in the case files is only one in a hundred, such as the Ma family in Shanyang, Huai'an." Zhu Yijun was flipping through the case files.

There was a Shandong peddler who was carrying salt from Shandong to Huai'an Prefecture. When he passed by Ma's side house, he was in a hurry and tied his donkey cart outside the house. When the peddler came back, the cart, the goods, and the youngest son were all gone.

The traveling merchant searched everywhere and spent twenty silver coins to redeem the youngest son from Ma.

Ma had done this kind of business more than once, and it was not just outsiders who were captured. Most of the children were local villagers. They had offended wealthy families because of various trivial matters, and they had to either pay money to redeem them or watch their sons and daughters being sold to human trafficking shops.

Similar tragedies abound.

"Politics is a very complex and serious collective decision-making process. Any policy adjustment will affect the entire system. The wishful thinking of those in power will often lead to worse and more tragic consequences. Therefore, it is never too much to think twice before acting and be cautious."

"Many things seem to have good intentions, good ideas, and good execution, but the results turn out to be very problematic."

"For example, the order not to abandon wasteland, the Single Whip Law, Zhou Liangyin's first purge, and Wang Ci Fu's Gong Meng Labor Union, they are all like this." After Zhu Yijun selected 120 companies, he said to Feng Bao.

Feng Bao understood His Majesty's emotions very clearly. His Majesty had seen so many tragedies in the world and wanted to take immediate action to correct these tragedies, but he was well aware of the consequences of acting too hastily, so he suppressed his anger.

The road was taken step by step, the meal was eaten bite by bite, and the scene that the lowly Confucian scholars, the retro-styled people, the absolute liberals, and the Southern Court rebels had been dreaming of, that the emperor would become arrogant because of the success of the Wanli Reform, never happened.

"This time, the Nan Ya's property was confiscated, including the donations from the Jin Party, and the total amount of silver is worth more than 42.3 million silver coins." Feng Bao placed an account book in front of His Majesty. The Tax Inspection Office and the Ministry of Revenue both conducted a comprehensive review and reported the discounted value of all assets to His Majesty.

"The people of Jin are willing to pay, but some people are unwilling to do so. Do you intend for me to ask you personally, or do you intend for me to expand the scope of the rebel party?" Zhu Yijun flipped through the general ledger and found that apart from the Jin party, some families remained unmoved.

If Your Majesty wants to see the detailed accounts, they have been archived and can be reviewed at any time.

The some people that Zhu Yijun was referring to were a group of people who, apart from the sixty-six Shanxi merchants, had "repented and returned to the right path", turning from rebels into donors. If they did not donate to support the Dinghai school system, then you can't blame Zhu Yijun for being rude.

The people of Jin have set an example, but some people are a little too ignorant.

I don't want to go up on the monument of merit that reads "Merchants are knowledgeable about righteousness and contribute to cultural and educational endeavors", I want to go up on the city wall of Chaoyang Gate.

Feng Bao hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, it is the people of Jin who have more experience in this area."

"In recent days, many people have been in a state of panic, unable to ask for help, and some have even committed suicide out of fear. The news has just spread, and those who have turned back will naturally pay the full amount of money within a month."

"They can only feel at ease if your majesty is willing to accept the money."

Why did the people of Jin react so quickly? It was because they had accumulated rich experience in paying tribute in the first of the five major cases of the Wanli period, the Zhang Siwei case. At that time, the imperial court was still unclear about whether to open the sea, and the people of Jin were the first to express their views.

This is also the reason why the reaction was so quick this time. Since the rebellion is not obvious, Your Majesty will not kill them all.

It is okay to be dissatisfied, but it is not okay to rebel.

Silver can be earned if it is lost. The money that was lost on the Chaoyang Gate city wall was used by Your Majesty to offer sacrifices to ancestors. But if you lose your life, it will be impossible to earn silver again. The worst that can happen is that you can make the overseas barbarians and Japanese slaves suffer and cultivate more plantations to earn money.

"Well, if I have to speak, it will be embarrassing for everyone." Zhu Yijun knew that his behavior, to put it nicely, was accumulation, but to put it bluntly, it was taking advantage of the situation to rob.

But who let these guys give Zhu Yijun a reasonable reason to take advantage of the fire? Although most of them jumped ship before the tenth year of Wanli and became surrendered families, they still had to pay the fines.

The emperor can accept money, and those who pay donations have to praise his wisdom.

"Your Majesty, Princess Yingjia reported a strange story. She said that after the princess and her husband arrived in Songjiang Prefecture, they learned that a strange food ingredient was popular in the prefecture - elephant dung." Feng Bao said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"What ingredients? Elephant noodles? Rice noodles made from elephant meat? The rich people in Songjiang Prefecture really know how to enjoy life." Zhu Yijun was surprised when he heard this. They even eat elephant meat? It really is a wealthy place that connects nine provinces.

Feng Bao saw that His Majesty had misunderstood, so he quickly explained, "No, it's elephant dung, which is the reincarnation of grains excreted by elephants."

"What is that?" Zhu Yijun was horrified. He thought it was rice noodles made of elephant meat, but it turned out to be manure!

Feng Bao rubbed his forehead and said, "It's extremely strange. Wang Qian was the prefect of Songjiang and he brought people to raid this family. Wang Qian thought it was a great shame and humiliation. When he was asked about it by the princess and the prince consort who returned to the Ming Dynasty, he was so ashamed."

"This restaurant has a very high threshold. If you don't have a certain status, you definitely can't get in. The business is pretty good. It's said to be good for sexual performance."

For Wang Qian, the princess's question was like asking: How do you govern Songjiang Prefecture and why do people start eating manure?

Although it is outrageous, it still has some rationality. For example, Ren Zhong Huang, Ye Ming Sha, Wang Yue Sha, Wu Ling Zhi, and Ji Shi Bai are all excrement used as medicine. These have been falsified by the Jie Ku Hospital and are useless. However, the Jie Ku Hospital has extremely abundant specimens for experiments.

Elephant dung is undoubtedly a similar commodity packaged after the rapid development of the commodity economy.

"It's really ridiculous and sad." Zhu Yijun shook his head and did not make any specific instructions. Wang Qian had already made the decision.

But this small incident and the management method of Jiangxi Academy both reflect the disadvantages of the rapid development of the commodity economy, where everything can be treated as a business.

(End of this chapter)