Zhu Zhanji laid his proud head underneath.

He had to bow his head and compromise in exchange for the promotion and progress of innovation.

He clasped his fists and persuaded him from his heart: "Father, I don't want to see that one day in the future, one million soldiers guarding the border in Ming Dynasty have no food to eat or pay... My son knows the difficulty of reforming the government, but now Huizhou Prefecture is an opportunity. If I don't do anything, I will never be able to live a life of peace..."

Zhu Gaochi opened his mouth halfway, and he saw that his son was really moved.

He is the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty. Even if he does nothing, he will one day become the master of this country without any accidents.

But he still chose to do something before he could make the Ming Dynasty head-on.

Zhu Gaochi did not doubt his son's loyalty to the Ming Dynasty.

But he was still worried that his young son would do something that caused the Ming Dynasty to turmoil due to the impulse of the young man.

However, Zhu Zhanji had already spoken and gave a solution: "If the father thought it was OK, his son suggested that he should use the Huizhou Prefecture as the entry point and use the "silk silk" of She County, Huizhou Prefecture, and temporarily try tax reform in Huizhou Prefecture. If the reform is completed, he should slowly plan to implement Yingtian Prefecture and even the entire Ming Dynasty's 13 provinces."

"Trial it all?" Zhu Gaochi's eyes lit up, and then he pondered for a long time.

Zhu Zhanji continued: "Huizhou Prefecture is not more than one or two hundred miles away from the capital. Whenever there is any abnormal movement, the court can also hear the sound and move it, and use the momentum of thunder to clear the place.

In addition, Huizhou has a special terrain and is surrounded by mountains in all directions, so it can not be implicated in the surrounding prefectures.

Moreover, Huizhou was prosperous with merchants, many gentry, and the people produced grain and many conditions could meet the test of the court.

In this way, taking Huizhou Prefecture as a pilot development zone for tax reform in the Ming Dynasty, it can accumulate experience for the court, promptly discover the pros and cons of the innovation process, and make judgments for the subsequent implementation of the innovation."

"If you try to implement tax reform in one place..." Zhu Gaochi was still pondering and murmured: "If you try to implement one place, you won't involve the entire court... But if you just borrow the "silhouette of people in She County", it would be too far-fetched... I'm afraid the court and the cabinet would not agree."

The old father was moved!

He is not a good-looking person who doesn't say anything on the surface or does nothing!

From the beginning of the Jingnan Dynasty, Zhu Gaochi, who was responsible for the government affairs of the King of Yan, and then had been in charge of the country for more than ten years, really had no opinion on the Ming Dynasty's government? He didn't have what he wanted to do?

The prince just hid all his thoughts deeply in his heart. Only when the time comes can he do the things he can do with the flow.

It is precisely because the emperor has been so relieved to hand over the years to the crown prince, while the emperor is devoted to the matter of the Northern Expedition.

Hearing the old father's final hesitation, Zhu Zhanji made a quick decision and spoke in a deep voice: "If the time is not right and the reason is insufficient, my son will go to Huizhou in person and make some noise so that you can get a sense in Beijing because Huizhou is trying to implement innovation!"

This is going to cause trouble again!

Zhu Gaochi looked at his son and couldn't help but feel a headache.

Zhu Zhanji looked at his old father and the team attacked him hard: "My son promises that after the Huizhou Prefecture pilots reform, only Huizhou Prefecture will double the tax within a year! If things fail, my son will stay in the East Palace to study without taking a step!"

This is a military order.

Zhu Gaochi's eyes became more and more serious, and he immediately spoke: "First make a decision, and then send it to the cabinet for discussion. When we investigate, there will be no mistakes, we will submit it to Your Majesty for personal decision."

Finally hearing the old father's consent, Zhu Zhanji smiled and quickly gave her a series of flattery.

Zhu Gaochi was helpless and looked at his son with a wry smile: "You... I really don't know whether you are good or bad to me, Daming... You can do it. If anything happens, I will take responsibility for you for my father!"

The prince is the one who protects the baby after all...

Zhu Zhanji nodded, thinking about how to use Huizhou Prefecture to promote the reform of taxes throughout the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing that his son was no longer in mind, Zhu Gaochi shook his head and finally exhorted: "But remember that even if only Huizhou Prefecture is the only place, it is the country of Ming Dynasty. You must not take it lightly or owe the people."

The prince did not mention the merchants and gentry in Huizhou Prefecture. Instead, in the end, he was still worried about the vast crowd and the most bitter and cold people.

Zhu Zhanji focused on the key points: "Make a life for the people, and keep Mr. Hengqu's son in mind all the time."

Zhu Gaochi glanced at his son deeply, then waved his hand: "You go, remember to sort out the rules and leave it to your father to fill in the gaps."

Zhu Zhanji bowed deeply and then left the study room of the East Palace.

Until the sun outside the house was once again blocked by the door, Zhu Gaochi still held the document from Huizhou Prefecture in his hand.

His eyes flashed, and after a long time he sighed: "The rich family smelled of wine and meat, and the people were bitter and cold. If the people's hearts were not there, how could the country and country of Ming Dynasty come from? The gentry and the plains of the people, the nobles and civil and military..."

After half a sentence, the prince's eyes suddenly became sharp and there was a faint murderous aura floating.

If Huizhou Prefecture dares to resist tax reform, our palace will suppress it with thunder!

Zhu Zhanji didn't know that his old father had an unprecedented desire to kill himself in order to protect him, the seedling of the empire.

At this time, he was so happy that he rushed to the Qinhuai River because he received his old father's permission.

【Doing a good business】

Soon, Zhu Zhanji rode his horse to the Riyue Hall.

He turned over and got off the horse, tied the reins to the horse-tie stone, and Zhu Zhanji pushed the door and entered.

In front of the hall, two storytellers, as usual, were telling the newly compiled jokes to the old men and mothers in Nanjing at a loss.

Bypassing the front yard and reaching the back, on the wide courtyard, many young men in their teens were learning martial arts with Zhu Bai, the number one swordsman in the Sun and Moon Hall.

In the east wing room next to it, there were bursts of reading sounds, and the voice of the scholar in the teaching room slowly came out.

I vaguely heard all the things like square, square root, water conservancy, smelting and so on.

In the west wing, half-grown yellow-haired girls were familiar with knowledge of textiles, accounting, rescue and other knowledge under the teaching of older women such as Xu Chuxiu.

Until the depths of the Sun and Moon Hall, Zhu Zhanji finally found the person he was looking for.

I saw Zhu Mo, the head of the Sun and Moon Hall, with a gloomy face. There were several young and half-old boys standing in front of him.

Obviously, the head of Riyuetang is scolding a few children who are causing trouble.

Zhu Zhanji walked over with a smile, patted the back of the head of the child who was close to him, and asked, "What's wrong with him? Is this ink bottle angry?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Mo snorted heavily, wrapped his hands in front of his chest, and glanced at one side.

The boys were already scared by the training. When they saw the grandson coming to rescue him, they immediately showed a grievance on their faces.

"Xiao Si said that Sister Xiuxiu's shoes next door are all fragrant, we don't believe it..."

The boy called Xiaosi immediately spoke: "It's obviously delicious! I...I last time..."

Several friends immediately turned red in their eyes and retorted: "You fart! You little girl, you dare to deceive us. Sister Xiuxiu's shoes are obviously smelly!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhanji frowned almost to the back of his head, looking embarrassed.

Zhu Mo snorted coldly again, glared at the boys fiercely, and then spoke to Zhu Zhanji: "You heard that, these bastards, haven't learned anything else, but they actually learned to be addicted to women at a young age! I don't know who they learned from!"

Zhu Zhanji looked at the sky silently.

Anyway, it's not the right thing to learn from him.
Chapter completed!