The scholar's words attracted many people to agree, but some people did not agree with what the scholar said, but instead expressed their support for the merchant's words. As soon as everyone could not help but argued, they expressed their opinions back and forth. Listening to their arguments, Zhu Yicheng listened enthusiastically, looking very interested.

"Young Master, try the rice wine brewed in the small shop. This wine is excellent to relieve greasiness. Please rest assured. This wine is very gentle and you will never get drunk." Perhaps Cao Xiaoer saw that Zhu Yicheng did not call the wine, and had some background, so he specially brought a pot of rice wine from behind to entertain him.

Because of something, Zhu Yicheng did not ask for wine, but the duck was indeed a little greasy after eating it, so he poured a cup and drank it lightly.

Indeed, this rice wine is not very good. It is sour and sweet when you drink it in your mouth, and it also has the fragrance of osmanthus. Although it is not as good as those wines, drinking this wine at this time is excellent. After a thumbs up, seeing Cao Xiaoer looking at the people who are arguing, Zhu Yicheng asked with a smile: "Is your store so lively every day?"

"That's not, but compared to the past, the transactions of our Cao family's store are much better than those a few years ago." Cao Xiaoer replied with a smile.

"Why is this? Even when the Qing Dynasty was there, Nanjing was also full of flowers. With your Cao family's craftsmanship, the deal should be good."

Cao Xiaoer shook his head and said, "Young Master, don't know anything. Although food is the most important thing for the people. My ancestors of the Cao family thought that this person always had to eat. With this skill, he opened this duck shop in Nanjing until now. But this business cannot be done by good or bad. I won't talk about the Qing Dynasty's entry into the pass. At that time, the whole world was in chaos, and it was not easy to do anything. It would be good if people could survive. But after the Qing Dynasty occupied the city of Nanjing, the peaceful days had not been a few days. Although Kang Mazi was not bad, he was not a Han Chinese. When the Qing Dynasty occupied Jiangnan, the tax on Jiangnan was very heavy. In addition, the Eight Banners were stationed in Nanjing, and all the people were old men. It was a trivial matter if they accidentally lost their business. If they were not involved, they would have to lose their heads."

Speaking of this, Cao Xiaoer couldn't help but point to a shop not far away and said, "Young master, have you seen there? That shop was originally an old shop of the Mao family. The old Mao family opened a shop there during the Jiajing period. But forty years ago, the old Mao family had somehow been involved in a lawsuit, and the whole family lost their lives. At that time, my father saw with his own eyes that the whole Mao family was arrested, and in the end the person was gone, and the shop changed its surname. It was so miserable..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yicheng couldn't help but ask what happened. It turned out that the old Mao family mentioned by Cao Xiaoer was Mao Yuanming's cousin who was implicated in the "History of Ming Dynasty". Mao Yuanming is from Huzhou. The Mao family in Nanjing is Mao Yuanming's close brother. Because Mao Yuanming was implicated in this case, the entire Mao family was in trouble, and the old and young died almost completely.

The literary inquisition in the Qing Dynasty was extremely terrifying. "History of Ming Dynasty" was the most sensational case. This case involved thousands of people, countless families were destroyed, and the scope was wide and the duration was terrifying.

In addition to the case of "History of Ming Dynasty", there is also Qingfeng illiterate, so why did he flip through the poem randomly, which led to this poem becoming the most famous "dead-headed poem" in Chinese history. Later, there was a typo by Xu Jun, son of Xu Qianxue, which caused the head to fall. You must know that Xu Qianxue is not an ordinary person. He was the Minister of Justice of the Qing court. Even his son lost his life because he wrote a wrong word. As for others, you can imagine it.

Since the Qing Dynasty, there have been more than 200 literary inquisitions. It is also because of literary inquisitions that the literati since the Qing Dynasty have lost their bones and can no longer stand up. As Mr. Luxun said, if there are too many servants, their knees can no longer be straightened. This shows that.

"When it comes to taxation, I know a little about it." Zhu Yicheng sighed a few words and said, "The Qing court's heavy taxes on Jiangnan was to balance other provinces. There was no longer the resistance of Jiangnan in Jiangnan after the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, and the Qing Dynasty had always been wary of Jiangnan. However, under the Ming Dynasty, the tax was not light. Could it be that the people were not disgusted?"

"This is different!" Originally, Zhu Yicheng planned to use this to make a trick of Cao Xiaoer. Who would have thought that Cao Xiaoer shook his head and retorted: "Young master doesn't know that there are differences between taxes and taxes. Let's not talk about the weight of the Qing court's taxes. If it's just like that, it's fine, but there are many other messy things. In addition to the regular taxes, there are also city gate taxes, commercial donations, and donations, etc. In addition, there are many people in this city who are fighting for autumn wind. Not to mention those Eight Banners Masters who no one dares to provoke, the officials of various yamen who can afford us ordinary people? There are also gangsters on the streets, gangsters, etc. After a while, how do you think you are doing business?"

"What about now?" Zhu Yicheng asked curiously.

"It's different now." Cao Xiaoer said with a smile: "Of course, Emperor Yongye also collects taxes, but the tax is clearly levied, and it's all on the books. One is one, two is two. Not to mention that the tax ratio is lower than that of the Qing Dynasty, what's more important is that there are no messy things. And now the government is very strict. There are spies of Jinyiwei everywhere in the city, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at it. Which official dares to reach out and report directly to Emperor Yongye. The young master may not know that a few days ago, a sixth-rank official was directly arrested and imprisoned for corruption of 300 taels of silver. Do you think that our common people's lives are not easy?"

"It seems that the Jinyiwei is also doing good things? Aren't the Jinyiwei's supervision and supervision of all the people are rampant everywhere? Are you not afraid of such a fierce and evil spirit?" Zhu Yicheng looked at Zhang Ran intentionally or unintentionally, and then asked with a smile.

"What's so scary about this?" Cao Xiaoer said straightforwardly: "We ordinary people are polite and are afraid that they are corrupt officials. They are evil spirits. This god is not evil spirits and can shock monsters? In my opinion, the Emperor Yongye should be like this. I thought it was not the case in the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. Have you seen that ordinary people say something bad about Emperor Hongwu?"

"Yes, justice is in the hearts of the people." Zhu Yicheng sighed, picked up the teacup and drank the remaining rice wine in one sip, and stood up and said, "Your duck is really good, come back next day."

"Young master loves to eat, remember to come often!" Cao Xiaoer received the money handed over by the guards, smiled and sent Zhu Yicheng and his party out of the door, then turned around and greeted other guests.

Walking slowly to the sedan chair, Zhu Yicheng turned around and looked at the old Cao family store, and then said to Zhang Ran beside him: "It seems that he has done a good job these days. Remember to continue to work hard. In addition, think about what Cao Xiaoer said just now. This is good or bad. In fact, the people are very clear in their eyes. Justice is in their hearts!"

After saying that, Zhu Yicheng got into the sedan chair. Zhang Ran didn't expect that he would be praised so much by Zhu Yicheng, and the reason for the praise was that he was an inconspicuous Cao Xiaoer. At this time, Zhang Ran felt a little sad, and at the same time a little excited, but more excited and excited.

Back in the sedan chair, he got up the sedan chair, Zhu Yicheng and his group continued to move forward, and soon arrived at an alley and entered the small courtyard in front of the alley, which was what Zhang Ran called a villa.

There was someone guarding the other side of the courtyard. When Zhang Ran came with Zhu Yicheng, the guard's Jinyiwei hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but Zhu Yicheng raised his hand and stopped him. After changing his clothes, he did not want to mobilize others, so he asked Zhang Ran to open the door and then entered the courtyard accompanied by Zhang Ran.

When we arrived at the place, the weather was getting dark, and it was time to have dinner. However, Zhu Yicheng had already eaten ducks in the old Cao family restaurant and went straight to the study room. Zhang Ran asked someone to make a pot of tea, Zhu Yi finished the tea, and then looked at the study room. The study room was very simple, but there were a lot of books in the room. One of them was casually drawn, which was actually a record of the grandfather.

"This... Mr. Wu asked Wei to read more history on weekdays." Zhang Ran explained embarrassedly.

"It is good to read history. Emperor Taizong of Tang said that using copper as a mirror can correct his clothes and clothes; using history as a mirror can help him know the rise and fall; using people as a mirror can tell the gains and losses. The Jinyiwei is the emperor's eyes and ears, and you have a heavier responsibility for commanding and commanding. I am not a foolish monarch, so you should know the way of using a sharp weapon. Mr. Wu is probably the intention of asking you to read history more in your daily life."

"I understand, I thank the Emperor for teachings." Zhang Ran knew in his heart that Zhu Yicheng was deliberately saying this today, and the reason was probably because of Cao Xiaoer's words. With these words, Zhang Ran felt much more relieved, and the Emperor's beating was also encouragement. It is enough for those who are ministers to get these.

After flipping through the book, Zhu Yicheng asked Zhang Ran to call the person, and he continued to drink tea and wait. After a while, the person came. Zhang Ran pushed open the door and asked someone to follow him into the study. Hearing footsteps, Zhu Yicheng looked forward and saw a man in a green robe, not tall, and a little dark-faced look followed Zhang Ran into the door.

"Are you Zhu Yigui?" Zhu Yicheng asked curiously when he saw the visitor. Before meeting Zhu Yigui, Zhu Yicheng had thought about what he looked like, but when he really saw the person, he was a little disappointed. However, although Zhu Yigui looked ordinary, his eyes were very bright.

"I'm Zhu Yigui, please ask the Lord..." Zhu Yigui was brought in a hurry from Fujian and was uneasy. After all, he had whispered to the big bull in Fujian before, saying that he was a descendant of Zhu Ming, and the one who brought him to Nanjing later was the Jinyiwei, which made Zhu Yigui even more uneasy.

Zhang Ran did not reveal his identity in front of Zhu Yigui, but Zhu Yigui is a clever person. He had long guessed that Zhang Ran's identity was not simple. Now when he saw Zhu Yicheng again, although Zhu Yicheng was young and dressed, he was extraordinary in temperament. From Zhang Ran's behavior, he was definitely a big shot, but Zhu Yigui couldn't guess at the moment.

"Haha, I am just here to see you. I am a hero from Fujian Zhu Yigui. I heard that he had entered Beijing, so I asked Lord Zhang to do it privately." Zhu Yicheng did not say his identity, but just said vaguely.
Chapter completed!