Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chapter 442: Yangzhou merchants cry out in pain, powerful bullies stir up evil waves
The atmosphere in Yangzhou city has been very depressing these days.

Those powerful gentry usually rely on their local base.

Collude secretly and keep each other warm.

Now, seeing the court trying out new measures, they are extremely unhappy.

They all felt that this was an attempt to take away their cheese, so they all resorted to all kinds of insidious tricks.

Take Mr. Wang, the shopkeeper who runs a silk business in the city. That day, he was sitting in his shop, fiddling with an abacus, calculating this month's revenue.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a bang, and several burly men with fleshy faces came in.

The leader leaned against the counter, squinted his eyes, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Manager Wang, we are here to give you a reminder today.

If you dare to follow the court's new ideas again, don't blame us brothers for being rude.

When the time comes, I will smash your shop to pieces and leave you with no place to cry!"

Shopkeeper Wang was so frightened that his face turned pale, and the abacus beads in his hand fell to the ground with a "crackling" sound.

He responded tremblingly: "Gentlemen, I...I know, I know, I won't dare to do it again."

The family of Mr. Li, a wealthy man living in the south of the city, also could not escape this disaster.

The next day, a group of people climbed over the wall and entered the yard at night.

They were smashing flower pots and water tanks in the yard, causing chaos.

The leader was still shouting in the courtyard at the top of his voice: "Master Li, if you know what's best for you, you should withdraw from the court affairs immediately.

Otherwise, your family will have a hard time in the future. We have plenty of ways to deal with you!"

Mr. Li hid in the house, holding his chest with his hands, not daring to breathe, and cursing in his heart how dangerous this world is.

As a result, the merchants and wealthy families who had originally planned to cooperate with the court to try out the new measures.

Everyone was frightened and kept silent, hiding in their homes and refusing to go out.

I am afraid that this disaster will happen to me one day.

As a result, the trial implementation of the new fiscal and taxation policy was like a carriage stuck in the mud and unable to move. This made Zhu Gang, who was in charge of the matter, very worried.

Then the news spread like wildfire and quickly reached the court.

Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting on the dragon throne at this time, listening to the secret report sent back by the Jinyiwei.

His expression grew darker as he listened, just like the dark clouds before a storm, so dark that water could drip out of them.

After listening to it, he slammed the armrest.

A loud "bang" sound echoed in the hall.

The ministers standing on both sides were shocked and their hearts skipped a beat.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened, and he shouted at Zhu Gang, who was standing beside him, "Third brother, look at this!

What's going on here?

We gave you the opportunity to do this, and we thought you could do it properly.

And the result is, look what a mess it has become!
You are almost bringing disgrace to the imperial court!

Can you tell me how it happened?"

By now, beads of sweat had already appeared on Zhu Gang's forehead, and he was extremely anxious.

He hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and explained in a tone full of grievance and eagerness: "Father, this time it's really not a problem with the new method itself!

I, your son, dare to guarantee it with my own life. This approach has been considered many times.

We have found many knowledgeable advisers, and have pondered over and demonstrated the ideas one by one, and they are indeed beneficial to our Ming Dynasty.

It's just that the local tyrants are trying to protect their own selfish interests.

They resorted to such despicable means to intimidate merchants and wealthy households, which led to the current dire situation. I beg you, father, to send a few capable officials to Yangzhou to investigate this matter thoroughly.

It is also possible to try out the new policy and create a fair and just environment, so that I, your son, can continue to do this thing!

I will do my best to live up to your trust."

After hearing what Zhu Gang said, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.

The expression on his face was uncertain. Although he was a little shaken in his heart, he was still full of worries.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and said, "Third brother, don't try to quibble anymore.

This financial matter concerns the foundation of the country, and one move can affect the entire body.

We were worried that there would be some big trouble, and now it's happening as expected!

Your method is indeed full of problems and has caused so many unexpected things.

Dad will give you one last chance. If it doesn't work this time, don't mention it again, humph!"

Zhu Gang knew in his heart that this was the greatest tolerance Zhu Yuanzhang could give.

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He gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed a determination, and said firmly: "Father, I will do my best!

If this fails, I am willing to accept any punishment without complaint!"

After returning to Yangzhou, Zhu Gang did not dare to slack off for even a moment and wished he could use one day as two days.

He first hurriedly wrote a letter, found the fastest messenger, and sent it to the court at full speed.

The letter was written with earnest words, describing clearly the current chaos in Yangzhou.

Between the lines, it is clear that Zhu Gang is determined to fight to the death.

The registered lawyer who was in charge of receiving and distributing documents watched Zhu Gang write a letter and could not help but said angrily: "Your Highness, look at what is written in this letter. Those gentry are really too arrogant!
It has to be properly rectified.”

As Zhu Gang sealed the letter, he nodded and said, "Yes, if we don't root them out this time, this new policy will never be implemented.

I will make sure that my father knows the seriousness of this matter and ask him to send more capable people to help me."

After the letter was sent, Zhu Gang continued to increase the intensity of publicity and explanation.

He personally led a group of people to walk through the streets and visit merchants and wealthy families door to door.

Wherever he went, Zhu Gang used kind words to persuade them and patiently promised them that the court would protect their legitimate rights and interests and would not let these people suffer any unfair treatment.

On this day, Zhu Gang stood on the busiest street in Yangzhou City.

There were many common people gathered around, all of them whispering to each other, with worried looks on their faces.

Zhu Gang cleared his throat and shouted to the people around him: "Fellow villagers, don't be afraid.

The court is implementing this new measure to make Yangzhou more prosperous and everyone's life better.

Those tyrants and bullies, even though they are causing trouble now, the imperial court will definitely punish them severely!

We will never let them do anything wrong again, so please feel free to cooperate with the court.

We are all thinking about the long-term development of Yangzhou City. As long as we work together, the future will definitely be more prosperous."

Zhu Gang spoke until he was hoarse, and his voice was a little hoarse, which showed how hard he had been working these days.

But he didn't care about these things. He was only thinking about implementing the new fiscal and taxation policy.

During this process, Zhu Gang's mood was like a small boat on the sea, rising and falling in the strong wind and huge waves.

Sometimes he was full of hope, thinking that as long as he worked harder, there would be a chance for things to turn around and the new policy could be implemented smoothly.

Sometimes Zhu Gang fell into despair, looking at those merchants who were still afraid and dared not cooperate.

He felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, making it heavy and uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)