The Ming Dynasty: Starting with taking Old Zhu on a journey to the future

Others borrow money and it comes back thirteen times out of ten.

I borrowed money myself, but instead of earning interest, I lost a lot of money.

Thirty one-string banknotes.

It's not even worth ten taels.

Lan Chen coughed lightly twice: "Commander Jiang, as an official of the imperial court, how can you refuse to accept the paper money?"

Jiang Huan remained silent.

That's the logic.

"But that's far from enough."

"Hey, if you think about it this way, isn't the paper money anchored to the credibility of the imperial court?"

Jiang Huan nodded.

"The higher the imperial court's credibility, the more valuable the paper money will become, right? The Ming Dynasty will become increasingly prosperous! And the paper money will become increasingly valuable!"

Although Jiang Huan was the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he was naturally completely ignorant of economic matters.

Lan Chen's words sound reasonable.

The more prosperous the Ming Dynasty was, the higher the value of its currency.

"Trust me, the precious paper money will definitely appreciate in value in the future, you won't lose out."

Jiang Huan frowned: "Are you sure the paper money won't continue to depreciate?"

Lan Chen smiled slightly: "The currency has been devalued? Commander Jiang, you can't say that. If the currency is devalued, doesn't that mean the Ming Dynasty's credibility is worthless?"

"This is a veiled criticism of the Ming Dynasty!"

These words startled Jiang Huan, causing his face to change drastically.

He repeatedly explained, "I didn't say that!"

After being persuaded, Jiang Huan finally believed that the paper money would appreciate in value.

Jiang Huan still seemed somewhat uneasy.

Lan Chen said, "If the banknotes don't appreciate in value in the future, I will make up the difference for you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huan was skeptical.

"real?"

"How could this be fake? Once I overturn my father's case, what are a few dozen taels of silver?"

That's true. The Duke of Liang's mansion was wealthy; it's just that it was confiscated.

If the case is overturned, the title of "Duke" will be worth ten thousand taels of silver.

However, it won't be easy for Lan Chen to overturn the verdict.

……

Four days later.

The Imperial Palace, the Study.

Wang Sancai stood guard at the door of the study, listening to the rooster crowing in his ear.

Peeking through the crack in the door, he looked into the study where the emperor was still processing memorials.

Calculate the time.

Wang Sancai carried a bowl of tea into the study.

"Your Majesty, you have been up all night. Imperial Physician Dai says that your health is not as good as before."

"We can't keep going like this."

Zhu Yuanzhang took the tea, sipped it, and replied casually, "It's alright, I'm fine."

After dealing with these state affairs and reports...

Today, I can finally spend the whole day with my dad.

For this reason, he even took a day off.

It was a way of giving the officials a holiday, and also a way of giving myself a break.

"Have the people been sent out?"

Wang Sancai nodded: "It has already been sent to Commander Jiang's house."

"Okay, I understand. You can go and wait there."

Upon hearing this, Wang Sancai sighed helplessly and left the study.

……

early morning.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

Lan Chen sat up from the bed and stretched his left arm.

Although there is still some pain, I am already able to move around.

After taking the herbal medicine prescribed by Dai Sigong, the recovery speed was noticeably faster.

As long as you don't do anything strenuous, there shouldn't be any major problems.

However, I don't know if it's due to the aftereffects, but I always feel that my legs and feet are a bit weak.

The injury is clearly to the shoulder.

However, the aftereffects appeared in the legs and feet, and the complexion also became dull.

It seems I need to see a renowned doctor.

Emperor Zhu's imperial physician, Dai Sigong, was quite excellent.

Although they are old, in any era, the older the doctor, the better, because medicine is all about experience.

After washing up, Lan Chen went to the dining table.

"Here comes the chicken soup." Mrs. Chen carried a large pot of chicken soup and placed it on the dining table.

Because of my injury.

These days, Jiang Huan's wife, Chen, has been cooking chicken soup.

Combined with herbs, it nourishes the blood and strengthens the body.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Huan's two children immediately fixed their eyes on the chicken leg.

But both chicken legs were broken off and given to Lan Chen.

Lan Chen looked at the chicken leg in the bowl: "Thank you."

At this moment, the two little ones beside her also spoke up, "Mom, we want to eat too."

Chen scolded, "Uncle Lan is injured. This is stewed for him. You all eat the pickled vegetables."

The main problem is that there are too many herbs, and children's blood and energy are already abundant, so eating them can easily cause internal heat.

After breakfast.

Jiang Huan then stood up and said, "Let's go. Your injuries have almost healed. His Majesty wants to see you."

Lan Chen wiped his mouth, got up, and followed Jiang Huan out the door.

Because of the injury.

Old Zhu even specially sent a stretcher.

Lan Chen asked blankly, "What's this?"

"Your body has not fully recovered yet, so please conserve your energy. His Majesty specifically instructed us to carry you into the palace."

"We originally planned to use a sedan chair, but that would have been too blatant."

"For your safety, it's more discreet to use a stretcher."

"We've announced to the public that you've been assassinated, so we can only say this to you."

Lan Chen was slightly taken aback.

To protect his own safety, he announced to the public that he had been stabbed to death?

"Hasn't Zhu Gaochi already been arrested? Why are they still hiding it?"

Looking at Jiang Huan's silent expression, it was clear that Zhu Gaoxu was not the only one who had tried to assassinate him.

Jiang Huan murmured softly, "Don't think too much about this."

Upon hearing this, Lan Chen did not press the matter further.

After being placed on a stretcher, she was carried into the palace.

They entered the palace through a side gate, not the Meridian Gate.

After arriving at the side gate, Lan Chen stepped off the stretcher and was led to the study.

When they arrived at the study...

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, Lan Chen seemed slightly surprised.

Because Zhu Yuanzhang looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"Your humble servant..."

Before Lan Chen could even bow, Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted him, saying, "Alright, you're injured, so you can skip it."

"How are you? How's the recovery going?"

Lan Chen nodded: "His Majesty's imperial physicians are quite capable. As long as it's not strenuous exercise, there shouldn't be any major problems."

I can't do exercises like push-ups, lifting things, or pull-ups yet.

The ability to carry small items is not a problem.

"If it doesn't work, don't force it."

Lan Chen was somewhat surprised to hear this. Did Zhu Bapi actually care about him?

The next second, Zhu Yuanzhang murmured, "Your death is a small matter, but our father's death is a big matter."

Okay, I was overthinking it.

"Your Majesty, could you please reward me with some money, considering my hard work?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned: "Didn't we give you thirty strings of cash?"

"Your Majesty, you yourself are well aware of how much the paper money has depreciated."

"Not enough money."

Zhu Yuanzhang was well aware of the devaluation of the paper money.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang also tried to solve the problem of the devaluation of the paper money, and the solution was quite simple.

Eliminate competitors.

Gold, silver, and copper coins are prohibited.

Zhu Yuanzhang, his sore spot touched, said angrily, "We only have paper money; even if you want it, we won't give it to you!"

It's not that we don't want to give Lan Chen gold and silver, but the main problem is that the national treasury's tax revenue comes in kind.

Paying salaries to officials is also like issuing paper money.

He indeed had no gold or silver to reward Lan Chen.

After all, he had ordered a ban on gold and silver, and as the emperor, he naturally had to set an example.

Otherwise, the ban would be nothing but a piece of waste paper.

Upon hearing this, Lan Chen immediately lay down on the ground.

"Your Majesty, I did not ask Your Majesty to overturn my father's case; I only asked for some money... but Your Majesty refused."

"It's boring."

Looking at Lan Chen, who looked utterly dejected, Zhu Yuanzhang became somewhat angry.

If it were before, Lan Chen would have dared to act like a rogue in front of him, and he would have been killed on the spot.