Chapter 27 My Bole

  Xie Jin said: "Then let me ask you, how many people are on the yellow book in today's world?"

   "In the 14th year of Hongwu, the registered population in the yellow register was 9.04 million households. Since the 14th year of Hongwu, the registered population has increased to 12.31 million households."

  Xie Jin: "..."

  Zhu Di got up with his hands behind his back at this time, he felt that this Yang Shiqi was not easy, he got up and walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, and said: "Is that all?"

  Yang Shiqi said: "I compared the registered number in the fourteenth year of Hongwu with my number in the first year of Yongle, and found that there is a huge problem with the household registration."

   "But it's okay to say."

   "That is, the north falls and the south rises. The population north of the Huaihe River has dropped by 370,000 households, while the population south of the Huaihe River has grown tremendously."

   These are obviously details that many people have not noticed, Zhu Di frowned and said, "So what?"

"This is a huge worry for the imperial court. Your Majesty, once the registered population in the north continues to drop like this, it will inevitably lead to the collapse of the horse administration, and there will be huge problems with the population and supplies of the military camps in the north. If things go on like this, after a hundred years... once the alien races in the desert rise up, how will the court control them?"

   "..."

  The needle drop could be heard in the hall, and even Zhu Di held his breath.

  Zhu Di said: "How to get the solution?"

   "Strengthen the north-south parallel, widen the north-south canal. Promote exchanges, relocate households to the north parallel, or it can be postponed."

  Strengthen Beijing City…

   This obviously has the same meaning as Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao conspired to establish the capital in Beijing, but Yang Shiqi didn't have the brains to directly establish the capital, but just hoped to strengthen the systems of the two capitals.

  Of course, as Yang Shiqi, the only strategy he can adopt is this. Does he still dare to drive the emperor to Beijing?

  At this moment, Zhu Di's expression became serious, and he walked towards Yang Shiqi step by step.

  Everyone looked at Zhu Di.

  Yang Shiqi was a little terrified: "Your Majesty, this is just a lie from the minister. Please, Your Majesty..."

  Zhu Di came in front of him, but immediately supported him and said, "This is a talk of plotting the country, what does Master Yao think?"

  Yao Guangxiao stood up calmly and said calmly: "This person will surely rejuvenate the country."

  Yang Shiqi looked up at Yao Guangxiao in astonishment.

Of course he is aware of the weight of this old monk who has no contact with officials on weekdays. This person almost never praises others in the court, and of course, he will not reprimand others casually. It is precisely because of this that he has become the humerus by Zhu Di's side. man of.

  Yang Shiqi didn't know how to deal with it.

  Zhu Di laughed loudly and said: "Master Yao said so, then...Yang Qing is indeed a thousand-mile horse, haha..."

  Zhu Di's face was flushed, and he couldn't help but said: "In this way, Guo Degan is really my bole."

  Yang Shiqi was excited and surprised at the same time.

  Zhu Di said: "Are Yang Qing and Guo Degan familiar?"

  As soon as these words came out, Yang Shiqi suddenly understood something. Could it be that a person named Guo Degan recommended him?

  But he has never lived with this guy named Guo Degan, why recommend him?

  So Yang Shiqi was infinitely grateful in his heart. You must know that he was unknown to the public. If there was no chance, he might be able to see the end of his life at a glance.

  For scholars, this kind of person who can selflessly recommend themselves is equivalent to giving themselves a chance to display their ambitions. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are reborn parents.

  Yang Shiqi said: "Your Majesty, I don't know Guo Degan."

Zhu Di still laughed loudly: "Really? You don't know him, but he recognizes you, saying that you are a national scholar. I tried it today, and it turns out that Guo Degan's words are true. This Guo Degan...is really good at it. "

   Xie Jin was beside him, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

  Zhu Di then said again: "There are such young people in the world. It's really enviable. It's a pity... It's a pity to have a child like Guo Degan."

  Zhu Gaoxu: "..."

   Immediately, Zhu Di looked at Yang Shiqi: "Are you still in charge of the Prince's lecture at the Imperial Academy?"

  Yang Shiqi was a little embarrassed to speak, but he still said: "Recently, I was entrusted by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to teach Zhang Anshi Confucian classics."

  When Zhu Di heard about Zhang Anshi, he couldn't help asking: "How is this kid, has he improved?"

  Yang Shiqi: "..."

"speak."

  Yang Shiqi: "..."

  Seeing that Yang Shiqi didn't speak, Zhu Di became angry: "Why don't you speak?"

  Yang Shiqi said: "You can't say anything."

   This means: don't ask, don't ask...

  Zhu Di suddenly understood what was happening, so he said angrily: "It seems that the kid really can't support the wall with mud."

  Yang Shiqi: "..."

  Zhu Di sighed and said: "Hey... this is a foreign relative. The prince is indecisive. After a hundred years, with the prince's weakness, people like this... don't want to fill the court and the public, I don't know how many disasters will be caused."

  Yang Shiqi wanted to say something.

  It can be found that comforting others does not seem to be my specialty.

  At this time, Zhu Gaoxu, King of the Han Dynasty, came to his spirits, with a look on his face: 'Come, come, come, everyone follow me, I will announce something'.

   "Father, don't be angry, there are still sons and ministers."

   Zhu Di said coldly: "You are not much better. There are several virtuous subjects around you. Fortunately, you have grown up so much, and you are not as good as a Guo Degan."

  Zhu Gaoxu: "..."

  ...

  Yang Shiqi was not promoted.

   But he thinks it's too soon.

  As an Hanlin, he knows that the size of the official position is not important, the important thing is to be able to get the emperor's attention.

   Now, thanks to the gift of that benefactor Guo Degan, he has not only received great attention, but also received unanimous praise from the emperor, even Yao Guangxiao, who is called the prime minister in black.

  This means...a broad avenue may appear at his feet, and in the future, the blue sky will rise straight up and soar into the sky.

  But he felt in his heart that if he had the opportunity, he must visit that Engong Guo. It was really grateful for Guo Engong's selfless recommendation.

   But right now, he still has to go to the grave... No, he has to go to class.

   Arriving at the 'cemetery', I saw Zhang Anshi leading Deng Jian and Zhang San happily setting up tables and chairs in the courtyard. An 'iron pot' was set up on the table, and there was a small stove under the pot.

  Zhang Anshi is eating 'hot pot' happily.

   While directing Zhang San, who was in a hurry, to add water and ingredients to the pot, he saw Yang Shiqi coming, and said excitedly, "Have you eaten, Master Yang?"

  Yang Shiqi: "..."

   "It's better if you don't eat it, let's have a side stove together."

  Yang Shiqi had never seen anyone bring a pot to the table, so he said: "Mr. Zhang, the gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

  Zhang Anshi said: "It's delicious, you'll know after a taste."

  Here, Zhang San began to curse: "Young master, this pot is not good, it's all red hot, will this pot be rotten later, son, such a broken pot..."

  Yang Shiqi's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted: "Shut up."

  Zhang San looked at Yang Shiqi in surprise.

  Yang Shiqi said coldly: "I don't allow you to scold me like this."

  Zhang San was in a hurry: "I scolded the pot, but I didn't scold you."

  Yang Shiqi calmed down a little, and felt that he had lost his mind.

   "This is a mess." Zhang San felt ashamed.

  In this family, I, Zhang San, am under one person and above ten thousand people, except for the young master, who I killed randomly.

  Yang Shiqi has a nameless karma in his heart: "In short, you can't scold the pot, so you scold again!"

   "Okay, okay." Zhang Anshi mediated: "Don't make a fuss because of a pot, be kind, and kindness makes money."

  Yang Shiqi can accept the word "harmony", but he can't understand how this kindness is transferred to making money.

  Hey... I strayed into a thief's den by mistake.

  (end of this chapter)

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