"Look at this letter, what does this kid mean?"

Liu Chun took it, browsed it roughly, and said honestly: "No surprise, it should be for money."

"Try money?"

When Zhu Di heard these two words, his head was big.

He now handed over the Royal Bank to officials. There was no way, and no one could resist the temptation to print money, especially those who did not need to reserve money.

Zhu Di felt that before he became a fool, he should hand over the bank, otherwise he would not know what terrible consequences would be.

At this point, Zhu Di can't even get any money.

"You can take it out, after all, you are your disciple."

It is rare that Liu Chun did not hesitate at all, "I can pay this money, but I would like to ask Your Majesty to agree, the income will belong to me."

"Reward?" These two words can stimulate Zhu Di's nerves more than asking for money. "Do you think the things Zhu Gaoxu made will benefit?"

Liu Chun smiled and said, "Not only can there be, but it can also turn the world and rewrite civilization... I dare say that five hundred years later, people may forget who the Grand Secretary of the dynasty was, but they can definitely remember the achievements of His Highness the King of Han."

"Enough!"

Zhu Di interrupted Liu Chun, and the more he brags, he is getting too far. Why don’t you even forget the emperor? Just remember Zhu Xiaoer! Zhu Di has also studied the books written by Liu Chun in the past, but to be honest, he really doesn’t think there is anything against the will. His son will follow Liu Chun to learn, don’t learn to be a demon, right?

"He brags, you brags too, I don't believe it. Can a small thing change another way?"

Liu Chun was helpless, "Your Majesty doesn't believe it, so I can't do anything about it. I can only wait for the Second Highness to go north. Anyway, I dare to make a bet with Your Majesty, which will definitely surprise Your Majesty."

"Hmph! Let's talk about it at that time. If you can't do it, I will punish you for deceiving the king in the future!"

...

Zhu Gaoxu should have followed Zhu Gaosui and the others to go north, but at the critical moment, he couldn't get rid of it and could only stay in Yingtian to solve the problem.

As a result, he missed many big shows, destroying the Tatars and suppressing the Ming Cult. Zhu Gaoxu missed all these good shows. But he was not regretful at all, really!

Compared with those people, what you see is truly valuable!

Soon you will find that those battles are all about clouds and smoke, not worth mentioning. Science is as vast as the sea of ​​smoke, and exploring the way of science is thousands of times better than emperors and generals!"

Zhu Gaoxu said to his assistants: "Get out and ship, go north with me, and open your eyes to those local buns!"

King Zhu Gaoxu of Han left Yingtian with confidence. He was the last one to leave Yingtian. Ten days before him, the old thief Bald Daoyan had set off.

No one can withstand the erosion of time, and even the demon monk like the old thief bald would have to accept his old age. If he hadn't been sick last year, he would have been giving advice to Zhu Di long ago.

This time, Daoyan went north along the Grand Canal, and he walked all the way. The old thief bald only had four words to describe: shocking!

Really, he left more than once between Peking and Yingtian.

In my impression, this line has always been a wealthy place, although it is not as good as Jiangnan, it is almost the same. Like Yangzhou, it is so prosperous, it is like a paradise.

But this time when I arrived in Yangzhou, Daoyan felt that he had entered a dilapidated temple without incense.

The roads are still so wide, there are still so many shops, and all the scenery has not changed, but it feels wrong to give people!

What exactly went wrong?

Walking on the street, the old monk understood it. The problem was very simple, and people were gone!

The merchants who used to be shoulder to shoulder disappeared, the streets were empty and there were many shops on the streets closed. Even if they were still open, they were listless and dejected.

Could it be that the sectarian rebellion is so terrible? Even Yangzhou can't hold on?

These guys are really hateful too.

Daoyan was full of questions.

When he continued to go north and passed Huai'an, Daoyan was shocked and simply closed down a lot of shops. On the way, some people could even be seen leaving the city with their families.

Are they trying to escape?

Something is wrong. Didn’t the Ming Cult calm down?

What else are you running away?

Daoyan asked several passers-by in a hurry with a lot of questions, and the old monk finally realized it.

It turns out that they are all in canal business, including grain, salt, fur, silk... In short, there are endless business opportunities in north and south cargo transportation, and you can make a fortune by doing whatever you want.

But now the good days are gone, and the canal transportation is going to be changed to sea transportation, and their business opportunities are suddenly gone.

"If the Ming Cult hadn't caused chaos, we would have left long ago. The Ming Cult's riots were delayed. We had already sold the shops and residences in Huai'an. Fortunately, they sold them early. If they were too late, they would not even be able to sell half of the price!"

When Daoyan heard someone, he was so scared that he was really so miserable.

The old thief asked the servant to inquire. After he left Huai'an, the servant chased him.

"Sir, I asked clearly that Huai'an's shops generally died, and those with a little remoteness were only 30% of the original price. Even so, no one was interested in it. When my subordinates just came back, the Huai'an family, which had been open for 60 years, closed down."

"Sixty years?" Dao Yan's hand trembled, "Is this the old shop of the previous dynasty?"

"That's right! People are talking about it. During the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the shop was not closed, and the Jingnan Campaign was also survived. Now, it's good to close the door. What kind of world is this!"

"Shut up!"

Daoyan cursed angrily, scaring his subordinates so much that they quickly shut up and hid aside in shame.

The old thief rubbed his temples and kept thinking about the situation in front of him.

The decline of Yangzhou and Huai'an and other places was related to the rebellion of the Ming Cult, but it had little to do with it... The fatal thing was that the canal transport was changed to sea transport.

Some people do the beheading business, but no one does the sound of losing money.

Whether it was the chaotic times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty or the Jingnan Campaign, as long as there was a profit, the merchants would persevere and take risks.

But once customers are lost and business becomes losing money, the businessman can't stand it.

The larger the store, the higher the rent cost, and the more people they hire, just like the sudden change in the environment, and the huge dinosaurs will become extinct first. When the wind direction changes, these well-known time-honored brands will suffer first.

"well!"

Daoyan sighed heavily, this was a crime.

Across the entire canal, 80% of them are about to be finished. As if to verify Daoyan's judgment, after the ship entered Shandong, there were scenes of declining everywhere, and there were confused people everywhere.

The Ming Cult rebellion was suppressed, and the subsidies for forced recruitment of civilians in the past were also given. It seemed that everything was about to pass, but everyone suddenly realized, where was they living?

This is so fatal that life cannot be lived. Some people rely on their courage to find a new way of life, but more people still chose to stay.

Especially the elderly, the weak, the sick, where can they go? In the past, they lived on the canal, and were like this for generations. Although they were busy and under heavy oppression, they could at least live.

But now, the road to life is gone, what should I do?

There are many dissatisfied people everywhere.

Daoyan even felt that the Ming Cult Rebellion had not been quelled at all, and he didn't know when it would break out... The reason is very simple. The sky is dry and the wood is placed here, so there is no reason not to catch fire?

"This beast Xie Jin is simply a misleading country and people!"

Daoyan cursed Xie Jin and remembered Liu Chun again.

If this kid hadn't acquiesced, Xie Jin's proposal would not have been approved. After all, Liu Chun also supported this matter.

Sea freight, sea freight!

Many years ago, he advocated going to the sea. Now, the sea is not doing well and the backyard is on fire.

The impact of the canal transportation to sea transportation is too great, and it will cost millions of people a job!

The more Daoyan thought about it, the more angry he became. As the leader of the censor, he could no longer remain silent. Speaking of which, this field investigation was still the method of doing things advocated by Liu Chun.

After a round of investigation, I happened to ask Liu Chun, what are you doing?

Daoyan entered Peiping and went directly to meet Zhu Di.

"Old minister pays homage to Your Majesty."

Zhu Dixin happily helped Daoyan up, "Is the master in good health?"

The old thief said, "Your Majesty, the old minister's physical illness has been cured long ago, but from south to north, it has caused a heart disease. If this disease is not cured, it will probably cost the old minister's life."

Zhu Di chuckled, "Master, is it that serious?"

Daoyan said calmly: "It will only be more serious."

Zhu Di smiled, "Master, we monarch and ministers don't need to make progress and change. Just talk about it, what's wrong?"

Daoyan nodded, "Your Majesty, the old minister won't hide it. Along the way, everything is in depression and decline. Not to mention anything else, the line of the canal is completely abandoned."

Zhu Di frowned, "Master? Is it really so serious? I only stipulated that 70% of the grain will be transferred to sea transportation, and 30% will be left for the canal!"

Daoyan shook his head, "Your Majesty, the imperial court's grain transportation was opened in 300, and he left 30% of the canal. However, the private merchant freight transportation was clean. It was far from supporting the government's grain. The large number of shops closed, and hundreds of thousands of people lost their livelihoods."

Daoyan sighed deeply: "If we do not take decisive measures, the old minister is afraid that the Ming Church will rekindle! Your Majesty, you can't send millions of people along the way overseas, right?"

After hearing Daoyan's words, Zhu Di finally frowned.

"Go and call Liu Chun, Xie Jin."

The little eunuch went down to deliver the letter. Zhu Di frowned and looked ugly. Could it be that he wanted to resume the canal transportation? Or increase the proportion of the canal transportation?

Daoyan will not lie, but what Xie Jin said makes sense. Maritime transportation is better than canal transportation... The question is what should the people along the canal do?

Let them all settle down at the beach?

No, so many people, how much effort does it take to leave their hometown and settle them?

Zhu Di was in a tangle.

At this time, Liu Chun and Xie Jin came to meet you.

"Duke Fu Guo, I think it's probably the old man Daoyan who has been slandered. How should we deal with it?"

Liu Chun didn't care, "What else can you do if the soldiers come and generals block the water and soil?"
Chapter completed!