jdhmnovel Chapter 503 Did Old Deng develop post-traumatic stress disorder?
Chapter 503 Did Old Deng develop post-traumatic stress disorder?
Old Zhu understood the monks' tricks very well.
After all, Old Zhu himself had been a monk.
Although he was just a novice monk in charge of sweeping and cleaning, he was quite familiar with all the procedures.
For example, they might trick believers into donating land, and then rent the land to landless people to collect rent.
For example, lending money at interest rates, borrowing 100 and repaying 300, is much more ruthless than lending 900 and repaying 1300.
As for things like not engaging in production, not paying taxes, and collecting incense money, these are nothing compared to renting out farmland and interest.
Thinking about this, Emperor Zhu suddenly felt that something was wrong.
That bastard just said he was going to trick a few Taoist priests into teaching at Dengzhou University.
How did the conversation suddenly veer towards monks and temples?
Well, this bastard has set three traps in one sentence, and any one of them is a trap he's set for us!
It's impossible to guard against!
Emperor Zhu rubbed his forehead and said with a dark face, "What else do you want to say? Say it all at once."
Yang Shaofeng shook his head slightly and said honestly, "Father-in-law, I just want to find a few Taoist priests, that's all."
Emperor Zhu looked at Yang Shaofeng suspiciously. "Really not?"
Yang Shaofeng hesitated slightly.
Has Old Deng developed post-traumatic stress disorder?
Or, could we just make a request to him?
After a moment's thought, Yang Shaofeng said, "It can't be said that there's absolutely none."
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally sank to the bottom.
Emperor Zhu sneered and said, "Speak, what is it?"
Yang Shaofeng chuckled and said, "I want a few craftsmen who know about firearms."
Emperor Zhu glared at Yang Shaofeng and said through gritted teeth, "Fine! We'll send a few craftsmen who know about firearms to Dengzhou later."
……
Zhu Biao stared at Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen with a worried expression.
“You all saw it; my father has only been in Dengzhou Prefecture for a short time.”
“These messy letters are one after another.”
"If he goes to Beiping, the number of letters will probably increase several times over."
As Zhu Biao finished speaking, Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen immediately felt a headache coming on, and their eyes involuntarily turned to the table in front of Zhu Biao.
The stack of letters on the table.
Li Shanchang chuckled self-deprecatingly.
motherfucker.
I am the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty.
Just talk nonsense.
The true prime minister of the Ming Dynasty was never in the imperial court.
The only time he appeared at the grand court assembly, he was leaning against the dragon pillar and dozing off.
Compared to that madman Yang, he, the so-called prime minister, was more like his puppet.
It's still that kind of puppet that works itself to the bone, suffers and toils, but ultimately gets no reward.
If it weren't for the fact that Yang the Madman's creations were beneficial to the Ming Dynasty and to the people of the world, I would have made sure he knew what the cruelty of officialdom was!
Thinking of this, Li Shanchang couldn't help but purse his lips.
Of all the civil and military officials in the Ming Dynasty who were qualified to attend the grand court assembly, only Yang the Madman dared to lean against the dragon pillar and doze off.
Although Chen Zhong and Li Wenzhong arrested him and beat him with a board, who knows whether the board was actually used or how it was used?
Li Wenzhong was willing to beat his brother-in-law?
Did Chen Zhong dare to hit Zhu Biao's brother-in-law?
Not to mention that Zhu Biao, Zhu Shuang, Zhu Gang, Zhu Di, and Zhu Su were all raised by the Empress with the help of Princess Funing and Princess Fuyang, many of the noble sons of the court also received care from Princess Funing and Princess Fuyang.
If Chen Zhong dares to actually hit that crazy Yang with a board today, he might inexplicably end up with a sack over his head tomorrow.
Li Shanchang felt increasingly troubled the more he thought about it.
They were both sons-in-law who married into the family.
Look at the son-in-law of the Ma family.
Let's take a look at his son-in-law from the Zhu family.
Pooh!
What is that?
Seeing Li Shanchang's ever-changing expression, Liu Bowen chuckled and asked, "Brother Shanchang, what are you thinking about?"
Li Shanchang snapped out of his daze and answered without hesitation, "I caught a chill last night and I'm feeling a bit dizzy right now."
Liu Bowen chuckled and said, "Caught a cold? Caught a cold is easy to deal with. Those cold and flu granules from Ningyang are very effective."
So, Yang the Madman has even blocked my path of escaping illness, hasn't he?
Li Shanchang sneered and said, "Speaking of which, the Censorate hasn't been very peaceful lately, has it?"
Liu Bowen's smile vanished instantly.
quiet?
What does the word "peace and tranquility" have to do with the Censorate?
Damn it, the Ming Dynasty had 141 prefectures, so it needed to set up 141 prefecture-level censorate offices.
There are 141 prefectural-level censorate offices. Even if each office submits a work report every month, there are still 141 offices.
Even if there is a Censorate at the provincial level to help, what difference does it make?
In the end, isn't it still the work of the Censorate?
Sitting behind the dragon throne, Zhu Biao glanced at Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen and sighed, "Think of a way, find a way to bring my father back."
Li Shanchang shook his head immediately: "Your Highness, this method is absolutely unacceptable, not even a little bit."
Zhu Biao was slightly taken aback and asked, "Why?"
Li Shanchang said, "Being in Dengzhou Prefecture allows one to witness firsthand the various aspects of life among the people, to observe more directly how the Prince Consort governs in Dengzhou Prefecture, and to observe more directly how the workshops and markets operate."
"Once he returns to Beijing after taking office, many decisions can be made based on the actual situation of the people, which is a good thing for the people."
"If the emperor returns early and wants to know these things, the only way is for the prince consort to submit a memorial or write a letter."
"Whether it is a memorial or a letter, it is far less intuitive than direct observation."
After a slight pause, Li Shanchang added, "Your Highness need not worry that you will only see Dengzhou Prefecture when you ascend to the throne and not the other prefectures and counties."
"According to the plan before I went to Dengzhou, I will go to Beiping after I have seen Dengzhou Prefecture."
"Along the way, you can see the real lives of ordinary people."
Upon hearing Li Shanchang's words, Zhu Biao couldn't help but blink.
This is indeed the truth.
The problem is, I don't want to stay in the capital to oversee the country, understand?
My dad gets up earlier than the chickens and works harder than an ox, but I don't want to live that kind of life, you know?
Besides, if I want to observe the hardships of ordinary people, wouldn't it be the same if I went to observe them myself?
Just as Zhu Biao was secretly complaining, Li Shanchang continued to advise, "Your Highness might as well wait patiently a little longer, at least until the textbooks for girls' education are all compiled."
"In addition, one can travel from Dengzhou Prefecture to Beiping by water or by land."
"If we travel by water..."
Li Shanchang walked to a map, pointed to a place and said, "A port can be built here. Once the port is built, it will form a pincer movement. It can firmly control the sea gateway when retreating, and can use this port and Dengzhou port to contain or even attack Liaodong."
"Perfect timing, isn't the Prince Consort saying he wants to build a seagoing vessel in Dengzhou?"