"Father?" Zhu Biao called out to the old Zhu next to him with his arm.

"Don't be afraid of those civil servants, we can't stand them either." In the darkness, Lao Zhu replied easily: "They dare not mention what happened today."

"Isn't it tiring to practice boxing... Are you still learning from us tomorrow night?" Lao Zhu asked.

"Learn, learn your ability to fight." Zhu Biao said: "Then I will be the godfather, Emperor Economics."

The father and son were lying on the processed memorial and talking.

"What is economics? What do you teach us?" Lao Zhu heard the word "new" and never heard the minister say it.

"It is the name created by the minister, which means distributing resources to every citizen in a most reasonable and balanced manner." Zhu Biao said.

"I don't understand." Lao Zhu's eyes turned around and couldn't figure it out.

"It's just that there is a big cake that is useless for people who are not hungry. Only for people who are hungry will this cake be the most useful."

Lao Zhu nodded, and he knew it clearly when he said this.

"The people grow grain, and they use hoes and plow oxen. This ability can be called productivity. The surplus grain at home belongs to resources."

Later, Zhu Biao understood that he had to replace this knowledge with popular sayings, and Lao Zhu immediately understood it.

"If you can weave cloth and use cloth to exchange for food that others grow, it is what the child calls the basic economy, and it is trading.

People weaving cloth, growing grain, embroidery and making clothes are all handicrafts, and there is also a kind of industry called industry."

"Industry?" Lao Zhu turned over and said, "Tell me."

"For example, weaving, a cloth shop requires one piece every month, so the weaver can keep up. The cloth shop has a good business and needs more. When weaving can't keep up, smart people will build a machine to help people weave cloth. The cloth will be much faster. This kind of thing that doesn't use hand-made utensils is called industry. We can also borrow the power of water."

"The power of water? Is the kind of irrigation water truck we have ever seen? When cooking, it heats up the lid of the pot. Is this considered power?"

Zhu Biao nodded: "Count it."

The next day, an uninvited guest came to the East Palace - the censor Zhou Qing.

Since its founding, Zhou Qing's subordinates have impeached many people, and they are the most arrogant. He often uses the idea of ​​civil officials to command Lao Zhu and criticize Lao Zhu no less than a hundred times.

Lao Zhu annoyed him, but he had no choice.

Zhu Biao would not communicate with the censors on weekdays, except that he went to see Chang Yuchun back and was blocked by Zhou Qing.

This time the censor Zhou Qing asked for a meeting, and the people in the Zhan Shi Mansion widened their eyes and were stunned.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is going to be in trouble, and Zhou Qing is not an easy-to-dispute.

"My minister Zhou Qing, I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."

After taking a look at the people in the Zhan Shi Mansion, Zhu Biao said to Zhou Qing: "Civil Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Qing looked at the people around him and said politely: "I want to report some things to Your Highness."

"Speak, listen."

Zhu Biao deliberately said that he knew what Zhou Qing was looking for him to do, but he pretended not to understand.

"Uh, Your Highness will speak with you."

He immediately laughed: "None of them are outsiders, so the Censor Zhou doesn't need to avoid it, just say something."

"I... impeach that Sun Yong."

"I remember that Sun Yong wasn't taking him to the Ministry of Justice."

"I want to impeach, Sun Yong kept saying that the governance of the court was all based on the merits of the great scholars of the scholars. It was the most shameless thing to take political achievements into them with great shamelessness.

When the Han people destroyed the country in the Song Dynasty, where was their Kong family? In order to escape death, they knelt down to the Yuan thief and begged for mercy, and even helped the Yuan court to destroy us Han people.

In the end, when the Yuan thieves massacred Li Zhao and Liu's surnames came to suppress the Red Turban Army.

The Confucian scholars of the Confucius family helped the foreign race hide their scandals and educated scholars to be lackeys and slaves.

It was Your Majesty, and it was Your Majesty who led everyone to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty, regained the Han Ming Dynasty, and saved the people from water and fire.

General Xu personally invited him to the Kong family. The Kong family was ungrateful. When the army came, they knelt in front of the army and begged for mercy to survive.

Yesterday, he still had the face to ask Saint Confucius, His Majesty, and he would not care about them. Instead, they did not study in Shandong honestly, but instead indulged these Confucian scholars to openly resist the orders in the court, threatening His Majesty and His Highness with five steps of blood.

These clowns have put all their taxes on the people and enslaved them. How can they tolerate them?

Your Majesty and Your Highness do not care about it, because it is the emperor's demeanor, but I must impeach their faults, so that the people of the world know that they are thieves, a group of thieves who change their responsibilities with the wind."

Zhou Qing danced with his hands and feet, and was angry at the sky, and then stepped on the ground, causing Confucianism to be cursed.

The air solidified for a few seconds, and the people in the Zhanshi Mansion looked at me, I looked at you, and then immediately said:

"Yes, they are all thieves, a group of thieves who change their minds."

"The Ming Dynasty was fought by itself! The official uniform style was made by the empress and the female family! We were voluntarily serving the court!

What does it have to do with Confucianism? It doesn’t matter!”

"They have no right to interfere with His Majesty's policy and will."

Zhou Qing was so angry that the people from the Zhan Shi Mansion also shouted, and everyone began to blame the Confucian scholars and the Kong family.

"Our reading has nothing to do with Confucianism. We read books ourselves, and we do not recognize Yan Shenggong."

Zhu Biao said: "Civil Secretary Zhou, I will invite you to have tea."

"This... thank you Your Highness." Zhou Qing laughed and left with Zhu Biao.

Take Zhou Qing directly to the Science and Technology Academy where the Daming Weekly Newspaper was printed.

Zhu Biao asked Zhou Qing to copy the words in the Ming weekly newspaper without missing a word, and ordered the young eunuchs to organize and print them.

On the palace road outside the East Palace, Zhou Qing bent down and smiled, "Your Highness, I have sent the bird back, I shouldn't have been deceived by Sun Yong."

"What are you sending? How great is the pet bird? Your cousin's five-story restaurant is good. I have time to go and drink."

"I listen to Your Highness, I will take my leave first."

"Go."

Zhou Yong then breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked forward.

Seeing the palace maid and eunuch coming, he raised his head again, straightened his chest, hummed a little song, and left leisurely.

The Ming weekly newspaper was printed, and the soldiers in the city were divided into two groups to stand in teams. When they had nothing to do, they would go to the tavern to argue.

One team stands at the Kong family, and the other team stands at the Lao Zhu and Xiao Zhu.

The people are rough people. I heard that Confucianism wants to suppress all taxes on them, so of course they are unwilling to do so.

In early March, the grand court meeting.

As usual, all the officials waited outside the Meridian Gate early, holding the Ming Weekly Report in their hands. They had all read the article.

Hu Weiyong walked to Li Shanchang with the weekly newspaper, "Prime Minister Li, what do you think?"

"Weiyong, my opinion is not important. Whatever Your Majesty says, we will do whatever we do."

The guards on duty behind him stared at the ground and silently recorded what Hu Weiyong and Li Shanchang said.

It is clear which wife they went to spend the night last night and how long they lasted.

The prince and the queen, Your Majesty, did not allow them to supervise them. When the guards met, they pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Since that day, when the censor Zhou Qing gave advice to Lao Zhu, his attitude was unprecedentedly respectful and appropriate.

After the grand court meeting, Lao Zhu and Xu Da and others discussed the matter of re-examination of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

On the second day of the third month, Zhu Biao was having breakfast in the palace, and Mu Ying brought the book in.

"Mu Ying, what's wrong."

"Your Highness, I...I...I...I don't know what to say." Mu Ying hesitated.

"Tell me straight, tell me the truth." Zhu Biao put down the bowls and chopsticks and raised his head.

"Your Highness, the scholars in the capital said that gentry paid food was empty talk, and they were very dissatisfied.

He said that before the Yuan thieves were eliminated, His Highness wanted to slaughter the gentry. Some civil officials also said in private that His Majesty had the merits of founding the country, and His Highness had never led a war, and he was just a little...doll without the power to tie a chicken."

Bang!

Zhu Biao brushed all the bowls and chopsticks to the ground.

Yu'er and Jin'er were so scared that they immediately came to see Zhu Biao's hands and were busy cleaning up the pieces of the bowls and chopsticks on the ground.

Zhu Biao stood up to meet Lao Zhu.
Chapter completed!