Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 7 The Mysterious Vial
on the main hall.

Pan Longyun was secretly proud of his performance just now.

He believed that he could kill two birds with one stone and it was a stroke of genius.

Liu Bowen did not look back at his nominal subordinate, but shook his head slightly, with eyes that were seven points disappointed and three points pitiful.

Li Shanchang on the side turned to look at Pan Longyun who was kneeling on the ground with interest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

To him, it doesn't matter that young people are clever, since his goal has been achieved anyway.

"The yield per acre is two to three times more than that of ordinary rice. Does anyone believe this crazy thing?"

"Could it be that Yang Xian made up the lie to embezzle the rice seeds allocated by the imperial court?"

"Don't be slanderous. Master Pan said before that Master Yang distributed all the rice seeds as rations to the people of Yangzhou City. How could he be corrupt?"

"Hmph! Sometimes, those who are greedy for fame are more terrifying than those who are greedy for profit!"

In the court, officials from the Huaixi Party and the Zhejiang Party were already quarreling over Yang Xian's affairs.

"I believe!"

At this time, a clear voice echoed in the hall for a long time.

All the ministers in the court were silenced by the voice and unconsciously closed their mouths.

The person who spoke was not the emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Biao, who was showing off his kingly style, with a look of relief in his eyes.

After Zhu Biao calmed down the courtiers, he turned around and handed Zhu Yuanzhang a memorial and a small porcelain vase.

The accompanying eunuch quickly stepped forward to take it and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Father, I don't believe it if someone else says this, but if Yang Xian says this, I am willing to believe him for once. This is the secret code he handed over yesterday. I believe that Father will be willing to give it to him after reading it. a chance."

Zhu Yuanzhang first opened the memorial, and then opened the lid of the small porcelain bottle.

After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Biao. When he saw Zhu Biao nodded, he already knew it.

"Then let Yang Xian live for a few more months. If the autumn harvest fails to meet the standards he said, we will hold him accountable again!"

The sudden change made Pan Longyun, who was kneeling on the ground, confused.

He subconsciously asked: "What about Yang Xian's private distribution of rice seeds?"

"Master Pan, don't you understand what I said?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Pan Longyun, his eyes as sharp as needles.

Pan Longyun, who met Lao Zhu's gaze, immediately felt a chill and kowtowed repeatedly in apology.

"Retreat!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and left Fengtian Hall without looking back.

Afterwards.

"Xiangguo, what does the emperor's talent mean?" Hu Weiyong asked with a look of confusion on his face.

You must know that what Yang Xian committed is not a trivial matter.

In the original time and space, Song Shanyan, the chief secretary of Nanning County, secretly stole 200 kilograms of rice seeds in exchange for a chicken and two bottles of wine. The result was that Yang Xian peeled the day lilies in front of the entire Yangzhou Prefecture and County officials.

When Lao Zhu found out about it afterwards, he kept cheering.

"The crux lies in the prince's memorial and the mysterious little porcelain bottle." Li Shanchang said.

It's just that he couldn't figure out what was in the little porcelain bottle, which could save Yang Xian's life.Not only Li Shanchang, but also the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty wanted to know this question very much.

Inside the palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his sons and said, "Well, you all know everything now. What do you think of Yang Xian's request?"

Salt and iron are important weapons of the country.

When it comes to the salt industry, several princes are more cautious.

In the end, it was Zhu Biao who was the first to speak: "Father, I just tasted the refined salt made by Yang Xian. Let me first say that this is indeed the best salt that Biao'er has eaten since he was born."

After letting the eunuchs test the poison.

Zhu Yuanzhang and several princes had just tasted the refined salt made by Yang Xian.

The taste is truly unforgettable.

After hearing Zhu Biao's words, several people nodded.

Zhu Di raised his palm and saw a grain of salt in his palm.

"I have never seen salt so crystal clear, it looks like snowflakes."

After listening to Zhu Di's words, Zhu Biao smiled, and then said: "As for the method of making salt proposed by Yang Xianjin, the steps are not complicated, and the materials required are ordinary. It is not difficult to reproduce. You only need to try it to know whether it is true or false." . Therefore, he will never lie about this matter. At the same time, the use of sun-dried salt method instead of fried salt method mentioned in his memorial can greatly reduce the cost of salt production and improve efficiency at the same time. This move is of great benefit to the country. .”

With the phrase "contributed to Sheji", Zhu Biao directly presented the salt-making law to Yang Xianjin.

Since he has contributed to the country, he will naturally be satisfied with the requests of the ministers who have made contributions.

Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a while and then said: "Secretly find someone to test it. If it is really feasible, then the things mentioned in Yang Xian's memorial will be allowed to be implemented in Yangzhou. There is still one code to return to one code. Just now in the court, Pan Longyun said To talk about the matter, I must find someone to go to Yangzhou again, otherwise others will be worried."

"Second brother, I'll leave this job to you. We'll arrive in Yangzhou before the autumn harvest."

Yangzhou City.

Yang Xian was using a homemade toothbrush to clean his mouth, but the refined salt he was using at the moment was of higher quality than green salt. Looking at Lu Mingyi beside him, his body ached.

Good green salt costs 1000 Wen per pound, so it’s not something you can just buy if you want.

Whether it was toothbrushes or green salt, ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty could not afford them.

Gulu gulu gulu——

After Yang Xian raised his head and spit out the last mouthwash, he looked at Lu Mingyi, who had been waiting for a long time, and said with a little helplessness: "Brother Lu, there is no need to come to the government office so early every day."

Not just today, since the day Yang Xian privately distributed the rice seeds distributed by the court, Lu Mingyi has arrived at this time almost every day.

Because he couldn't sleep at all.

"Will the emperor really forgive your previous actions because of the salt-making method you donated?" Lu Mingyi asked.

It was obvious that he did not really understand the significance of the method of making salt.

"How is the specific location of the salt mine I asked you to take people to inspect in the past two days?" Yang Xian didn't pay attention to Lu Mingyi's concerns at all. Instead, he was concerned about the next great cause of salt production.

After all, in Yang Xian's eyes, that's not salt, that's snowflake's silver.

It is no exaggeration to say that half of the Ming Dynasty’s tax revenue at this time came from the salt industry.

"I have found three places that meet your requirements. I have also asked my men to try their best to raise the utensils you have mentioned. They should be ready in the next two days." Lu Mingyi replied.

Yang Xian calculated the time and nodded. In this way, when the imperial decree comes down, the construction can start almost at the same time.

(End of this chapter)