Chapter 652： shout
The ministers sighed and looked at the emperor, seeing that his eyes were also red, and he was very concerned, so he knew what the emperor meant. This is to abolish the tribute system, at least not to pay tribute to the people and waste money, but it is like honor. They pay tribute and other cheap things like the king of the county, they are not the emperor's younger brother, how can they have the courage.
And the officials who benefited from the tribute are all a little disgusted. If the local officials are not allowed to pay tribute to the royal family, they will have a lot less income.
Zhu Liang, who personally escorted the goods into Beijing, had no time to inquire about the affairs of the DPRK and China. They brought a lot of goods this time. At dawn, Zhu Liang let people beat gongs and drums to set up stalls in the three major cities in Beijing. It used the name of Rongjun Wangfu.
He let people shout on the street to sell the goods brought from Qiannan. A jar of hydrochloric acid was sold for 30 cents, a pound of cured pork was 50 cents, and the price of dried prickly pears was seven times more expensive than what they charged. , and Yigancao is placed on the desk in a packet, 50 cents per packet, ten times more expensive than in southern Guizhou.
As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the streets are filled with New Year's goods, and it is very lively. Everyone came together and said with a pouting voice after a while: "This jar of hydrochloric acid is 30 yuan? Others sell it for 15 yuan, and it's too expensive. "
"Fresh pork is only 18 cents a pound. Why is your cured pork so expensive?"
"I've never seen this dried prickly pear and Yigancao, can you eat it?"
"Sunflower seeds are also expensive..."
Zhu Liang banged the gong with a "clang" and said, "Don't look at how expensive my stuff is, it's because my stuff is not ordinary, and it's all shipped from Qiannan."
"Could it be that the food in Qiannan is better than the food in Jiangnan?"
"Don't lie to the shopkeeper. The price of goods in southern Guizhou is low. Except for the expensive staple food, the price of this kind of food must be lower than that of us in Jiangnan. How can you deceive us with the goods?" Some merchants who traveled south and north knew the market and shouted hurriedly.
Zhu Liang said with a smile: "I don't know, these are the 'local specialties' of Qiannan, which were designated as tributes by the Miao Village and Rongjun Kings in Qiannan and presented to the emperor. ."
Zhu Liang was lucky for a long time, and did not dare to say the advertising slogan that Mu Yangling determined, "Only 30 yuan, 50 yuan can buy the food that the emperor has eaten." Zhu Liang felt that this challenge was too high, and left it for later people.
"Did the emperor really eat this thing? Shouldn't it be a lie?"
Zhu Liang pointed to the signboard of the Rongjun Prince's Mansion and said: "The next is the chief steward of the Rongjun Prince's Mansion, and not far away is the grain shop opened by the Princess of Rongjun. This is the Qiannan 'local product' dedicated to the emperor by the Prince of Rongjun. My dear Isn’t it a matter of course for my brother to give food to his own brother? We have several cars, but I didn’t eat the courage of an ambitious leopard and dare to act in the name of Rongjun Wangfu.”
Everyone hears this too.
Who doesn't know that the emperor raises King Rongjun like his son, I'm afraid that when King Rongjun sends a plate of wild vegetables to the emperor, the emperor will eat it and shout loudly, but now it's just some hydrochloric acid vegetables.
After thinking about it, everyone believed it by seven points.
The Minister of Rites sat in the sedan and hesitated for a long time, and finally closed his eyes, got out of the sedan and pushed the crowd away and said, "General Manager Zhu, the words came from the palace, the emperor said that your hydrochloric acid dishes are refreshing and delicious, but he gave a lot of them. Courtier, there is not much left in the palace, I want you to send some more into the palace."
Zhu Liang happily responded, and with a smile on his face, he sent the Minister of Rites to the sedan chair.
The crowd burst into a "coax", and they all squeezed in like crazy. Without looking at how much money, they put it into the hands of the servants of the county king's mansion, and they had to carry everything.
Just now, the Minister of Rites was wearing an official uniform. What he said must be true. This is something that the emperor has eaten.
In the past, the emperor ate all delicacies from mountains and seas. They just wanted to taste what the emperor ate. They didn’t have the money, and they couldn’t buy the same ingredients with that money, but now it’s different. They can eat the same thing as the emperor.
Zhu Liang hurriedly squeezed back, stood on the stool and shouted for everyone to line up, take your time, they brought a lot of things, there are more than 20 cars, enough things.
The life of the common people under the emperor's feet has always been better than other places. Even the common people can still afford something with a few dozen yuan. They don't buy too much.
The caravan of Rongjun Prince's Mansion was surrounded in the middle, and the whole street was crowded with people who wanted to buy Qiannan's 'local specialties'. The caravan decided to enter the palace to complain.
Zhu Liang laughed so hard that he could not see his teeth but he sold out the carts of local specialties they had shipped out in half a day. He said loudly that there would be more tomorrow, and if he wanted to buy it as soon as possible, the price would never change.
Many courtiers were so angry that they felt that the royal palace of Rongjun was too arrogant, so a few people agreed to go to the palace to complain to the emperor, and they happened to meet the county governor of Lin'an City, so they accompanied him.
Qi Xiuyuan was finishing today's memorial and was planning to go back to the harem to accompany his son, when he heard that there was a minister asking to see him.
After thinking about it, Qi Xiuyuan asked them to be brought in. After listening to their complaint, Qi Xiuyuan took out a letter from the booklet on the side and threw it down, saying quietly, "This is the booklet of Qiannan's request for food relief, and it has been suppressed. After a month, does any of the ministers have a way to raise food for relief? Even if it is borrowed, I will definitely pay it back in four or five years.”
All the ministers looked at each other, all bowed their heads and said nothing, Qi Xiuyuan sneered: "Zhu Qing has no ability? I thought you were very capable, Rongjun Wang just did something, so you hurriedly joined him, for fear that he would not be enough. It's like a bad thing, competing with the people for profits? When did the Rongjun Prince's Mansion really compete with the people for profits? What are these local specialties they sell for, do you really know or fake it?"
Having said this, Qi Xiuyuan said angrily: "My own younger brother, the noble Rongjun King of Daqi, has to do such business affairs for the sake of the people, and you dare to participate in him and compete with the people for profit. I have some skills, do I need to let my own younger brother suffer this grievance? Get out of here!"
Qi Xiuyuan lost his temper, drove everyone out and lucked out, this was better, he snorted coldly, and flung his sleeves to the harem.
The courtiers who were kicked out looked at each other, and their faces were a little ugly.
Rongxuan came out of the Guangzheng Hall just in time to see it, so he smiled and said, "What's wrong, my lords?"
Several people hurriedly saluted and said hello, "Lord Zuo Xiang."
Rong Xuan watched a few people for a moment, then chuckled: "Now the treasury is empty, the new dynasty has been established, and the imperial court has been able to function, all rely on the emperor and Rong Jun Wang to dig out the family property, An Guogong is even more conscientious to raise money and resettle the refugees. Only then can it go so smoothly. The spring is coming, and when the time comes, we still need to buy grain seeds and distribute farm tools. Several adults are either in the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Industry, or the Censor's Office, and they should all share the worries of the emperor, I don't know. Can a few adults follow the example of Prince Rong and Duke An and donate some money?"
Several ministers laughed embarrassedly and cried in poverty.
How dare they open such a hole, who does not know in the court, Rongjun Wang and An Guogong are now so poor that they have put all their family property into the hole of the treasury. It's the right thing to do everything in the family property. Duke An Guo and Prince Rongjun wear a pair of trousers. It's a brotherly love to donate all the family property. They should not get involved. , they opened one eye and closed one eye and passed.
The county governor of Lin'an City even made up his mind to go out and ask the yamen to protect the caravan of the Royal Rongjun Palace and maintain order for them.
And the officials who benefited from the tribute are all a little disgusted. If the local officials are not allowed to pay tribute to the royal family, they will have a lot less income.
Zhu Liang, who personally escorted the goods into Beijing, had no time to inquire about the affairs of the DPRK and China. They brought a lot of goods this time. At dawn, Zhu Liang let people beat gongs and drums to set up stalls in the three major cities in Beijing. It used the name of Rongjun Wangfu.
He let people shout on the street to sell the goods brought from Qiannan. A jar of hydrochloric acid was sold for 30 cents, a pound of cured pork was 50 cents, and the price of dried prickly pears was seven times more expensive than what they charged. , and Yigancao is placed on the desk in a packet, 50 cents per packet, ten times more expensive than in southern Guizhou.
As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the streets are filled with New Year's goods, and it is very lively. Everyone came together and said with a pouting voice after a while: "This jar of hydrochloric acid is 30 yuan? Others sell it for 15 yuan, and it's too expensive. "
"Fresh pork is only 18 cents a pound. Why is your cured pork so expensive?"
"I've never seen this dried prickly pear and Yigancao, can you eat it?"
"Sunflower seeds are also expensive..."
Zhu Liang banged the gong with a "clang" and said, "Don't look at how expensive my stuff is, it's because my stuff is not ordinary, and it's all shipped from Qiannan."
"Could it be that the food in Qiannan is better than the food in Jiangnan?"
"Don't lie to the shopkeeper. The price of goods in southern Guizhou is low. Except for the expensive staple food, the price of this kind of food must be lower than that of us in Jiangnan. How can you deceive us with the goods?" Some merchants who traveled south and north knew the market and shouted hurriedly.
Zhu Liang said with a smile: "I don't know, these are the 'local specialties' of Qiannan, which were designated as tributes by the Miao Village and Rongjun Kings in Qiannan and presented to the emperor. ."
Zhu Liang was lucky for a long time, and did not dare to say the advertising slogan that Mu Yangling determined, "Only 30 yuan, 50 yuan can buy the food that the emperor has eaten." Zhu Liang felt that this challenge was too high, and left it for later people.
"Did the emperor really eat this thing? Shouldn't it be a lie?"
Zhu Liang pointed to the signboard of the Rongjun Prince's Mansion and said: "The next is the chief steward of the Rongjun Prince's Mansion, and not far away is the grain shop opened by the Princess of Rongjun. This is the Qiannan 'local product' dedicated to the emperor by the Prince of Rongjun. My dear Isn’t it a matter of course for my brother to give food to his own brother? We have several cars, but I didn’t eat the courage of an ambitious leopard and dare to act in the name of Rongjun Wangfu.”
Everyone hears this too.
Who doesn't know that the emperor raises King Rongjun like his son, I'm afraid that when King Rongjun sends a plate of wild vegetables to the emperor, the emperor will eat it and shout loudly, but now it's just some hydrochloric acid vegetables.
After thinking about it, everyone believed it by seven points.
The Minister of Rites sat in the sedan and hesitated for a long time, and finally closed his eyes, got out of the sedan and pushed the crowd away and said, "General Manager Zhu, the words came from the palace, the emperor said that your hydrochloric acid dishes are refreshing and delicious, but he gave a lot of them. Courtier, there is not much left in the palace, I want you to send some more into the palace."
Zhu Liang happily responded, and with a smile on his face, he sent the Minister of Rites to the sedan chair.
The crowd burst into a "coax", and they all squeezed in like crazy. Without looking at how much money, they put it into the hands of the servants of the county king's mansion, and they had to carry everything.
Just now, the Minister of Rites was wearing an official uniform. What he said must be true. This is something that the emperor has eaten.
In the past, the emperor ate all delicacies from mountains and seas. They just wanted to taste what the emperor ate. They didn’t have the money, and they couldn’t buy the same ingredients with that money, but now it’s different. They can eat the same thing as the emperor.
Zhu Liang hurriedly squeezed back, stood on the stool and shouted for everyone to line up, take your time, they brought a lot of things, there are more than 20 cars, enough things.
The life of the common people under the emperor's feet has always been better than other places. Even the common people can still afford something with a few dozen yuan. They don't buy too much.
The caravan of Rongjun Prince's Mansion was surrounded in the middle, and the whole street was crowded with people who wanted to buy Qiannan's 'local specialties'. The caravan decided to enter the palace to complain.
Zhu Liang laughed so hard that he could not see his teeth but he sold out the carts of local specialties they had shipped out in half a day. He said loudly that there would be more tomorrow, and if he wanted to buy it as soon as possible, the price would never change.
Many courtiers were so angry that they felt that the royal palace of Rongjun was too arrogant, so a few people agreed to go to the palace to complain to the emperor, and they happened to meet the county governor of Lin'an City, so they accompanied him.
Qi Xiuyuan was finishing today's memorial and was planning to go back to the harem to accompany his son, when he heard that there was a minister asking to see him.
After thinking about it, Qi Xiuyuan asked them to be brought in. After listening to their complaint, Qi Xiuyuan took out a letter from the booklet on the side and threw it down, saying quietly, "This is the booklet of Qiannan's request for food relief, and it has been suppressed. After a month, does any of the ministers have a way to raise food for relief? Even if it is borrowed, I will definitely pay it back in four or five years.”
All the ministers looked at each other, all bowed their heads and said nothing, Qi Xiuyuan sneered: "Zhu Qing has no ability? I thought you were very capable, Rongjun Wang just did something, so you hurriedly joined him, for fear that he would not be enough. It's like a bad thing, competing with the people for profits? When did the Rongjun Prince's Mansion really compete with the people for profits? What are these local specialties they sell for, do you really know or fake it?"
Having said this, Qi Xiuyuan said angrily: "My own younger brother, the noble Rongjun King of Daqi, has to do such business affairs for the sake of the people, and you dare to participate in him and compete with the people for profit. I have some skills, do I need to let my own younger brother suffer this grievance? Get out of here!"
Qi Xiuyuan lost his temper, drove everyone out and lucked out, this was better, he snorted coldly, and flung his sleeves to the harem.
The courtiers who were kicked out looked at each other, and their faces were a little ugly.
Rongxuan came out of the Guangzheng Hall just in time to see it, so he smiled and said, "What's wrong, my lords?"
Several people hurriedly saluted and said hello, "Lord Zuo Xiang."
Rong Xuan watched a few people for a moment, then chuckled: "Now the treasury is empty, the new dynasty has been established, and the imperial court has been able to function, all rely on the emperor and Rong Jun Wang to dig out the family property, An Guogong is even more conscientious to raise money and resettle the refugees. Only then can it go so smoothly. The spring is coming, and when the time comes, we still need to buy grain seeds and distribute farm tools. Several adults are either in the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Industry, or the Censor's Office, and they should all share the worries of the emperor, I don't know. Can a few adults follow the example of Prince Rong and Duke An and donate some money?"
Several ministers laughed embarrassedly and cried in poverty.
How dare they open such a hole, who does not know in the court, Rongjun Wang and An Guogong are now so poor that they have put all their family property into the hole of the treasury. It's the right thing to do everything in the family property. Duke An Guo and Prince Rongjun wear a pair of trousers. It's a brotherly love to donate all the family property. They should not get involved. , they opened one eye and closed one eye and passed.
The county governor of Lin'an City even made up his mind to go out and ask the yamen to protect the caravan of the Royal Rongjun Palace and maintain order for them.
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