Li De is over fifty next year and has been living a pampering life for many years. When he heard that it would take three months of military training, he was crazy.

Just kill me!

Li Deming looked tragic and slaughtering, and the others shouted, "We are literati and die decently." In any case, we cannot train like martial artists."

No, it just doesn't work!

"What are you shouting!"

Han Shan was dark and scolded angrily, "Tell you, your order is to descend. Three months later, you will be on the boat to Annan. You may not train. When you go to Annan, you will have no power to tie a chicken. The barbarians everywhere in Annan are similar to monkeys, but they can eat living people! If you don't want to become the meat in the mouth of Annan, just get up and practice hard!"

Han Shan said it several times, and these people were like they had eaten bitter melon, which was so uncomfortable!

Who has come up with a bad idea?

When we were sent to Annan, we also made us fight with the natives. What is this heart? Others’ hearts are pierced in, and red blood is flowing. When this person’s hearts are pierced in, they are flowing black blood!

They were full of resentment, but no matter what, no one wanted to die.

Most civil servants still stood up, lined up in line according to the soldiers' requests, and started running around the field.

But Li Deming, he had thought about it. Anyway, he was old and died. I wouldn’t go to Annan, and I wouldn’t participate in training, and I didn’t care about the natives.

In a word, just make a point and give me a knife!

"Please don't worry, Your Majesty's ivory card is counting. You are just greedy and have no rebellion. Your Majesty will not let you die, but... if you look at it, you can get through it by pretending to be dead, you are wrong!"

"Come!"

At his command, someone rushed up and tied Li Deming's legs up, then hung it on the beam of the straw shed with big head facing down, either training or hanging it all the time, and there was nothing else to say!

Miss Han followed Fu San to the outside of the city, and this was what she saw!

"ah!"

She whispered softly, her eyes filled with horror!

Li Deming was also an important official in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and his status was not much different from his father. The so-called "scholars can be killed but not humiliated" is too much to treat him like this!

She looked at Fu San with a peek, as if she had any questions, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Do you think he is wronged?" Fu San chuckled, "Do you know how much land has increased in his family over the past five years?"

"A total of 800,000 mulberry fields are 300,000 mulberry fields! In order to annex the land, he made the soldiers become bandits and attacked the people's villages, and destroyed two villages in total!"

"What?" Miss Han was so scared that she was no longer looking at her face. "How could it be, how could it be? Isn't he afraid of the king's law?"

"Is there any other kingly law in the Southern Tang Dynasty?" Fu San said sarcastically: "Li Hongji took his head to encourage the planting of mulberry trees, and the people below could not do anything. This happened two years ago, not under the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty, otherwise he would have to be in a state of Lingchi!"

Miss Han was completely scared. She rarely spoke next, but just listened to Fu San's introduction... Li Deming finally couldn't stand it anymore, and Han Shan grabbed him and ran behind the team.

Before running two hundred meters, Li Deming gasped, his mouth opened one by one, as if a fish was fished out of the water.

Han Shan didn't want to let him go, so he continued to drive him away with a wooden stick, and thrust hard at the butt and thighs, making him grin and howl.

Miss Han really couldn't stand it. It was too irresistible to ruin a literati like this. If Li Deming did this, would his father have such a day?

It is said that the Great Zhou treats scholars harshly and cruelly. When I see you today, I was indeed not wronged!

But if Li Deming really did the destruction of the village, he was self-defeated and was not worthy of sympathy. But if he had to deal with him, he had the laws of the court and the statutes and punishments. It would be inappropriate to do so...

Miss Han lowered her head and rubbed her fingers constantly, showing her inner entanglement.

She couldn't help but think of Ye Hua. When the two met for the first time, Ye Hua was proud, dressed in a bright clothes and was very rude to Li Gu.

I didn't feel anything at the beginning, until Ye Hua later destroyed the lineage of Saint Kong and opposed the literati in the world... Miss Han's mentality gradually changed.

The so-called beauty matches a hero. She hopes that her husband can be both civil and military, and has unparalleled talent and beauty. Everyone in the world praises him. He gives a thumbs up, be gentle, elegant, humble and polite, smart and kind, and... the more she asks, the more she finds that Ye Hua thinks differently from her. It is also because of the change in her mentality that she did not continue to look for Ye Hua. Now that she thinks about it, she is the one who takes the initiative to give up. As for Ye Hua, there is no beginning at all, let alone any regrets.

Fu San's mouth was smiling, and her crescent-like eyes easily penetrated Miss Han's appearance and saw her heart clearly.

"I'm surprised, right?" Fu San smiled and said, "literati always feel that everything must have a reason and cannot break the rules. People like Li Deming, who are either clear about the canon or treat the honor and support, should not torture him like this? Right?"

Before Miss Han could speak, Fu San smiled and said, "But, I have no way! I took so much money to buy workshops, labor, and land... If I don't train them well, wouldn't my money be wasted!"

Miss Han was confused. She just wanted to ask, they were all women, Mrs. Ye, what are you doing?

...

"Your Majesty, the textile workshops in Jinling have been included. They can be roughly divided into three parts. One is the imperial merchant, which is directly controlled by Li Hongji, and the second is the control of aristocratic families. Like Feng Yanji and Song Qiqiu, these people have a lot of land and workshops. The third is the workshops controlled by ordinary merchants. The first two are the largest, the most powerful, and the most privileged. The third is the large number and small scale. Some are family workshops, two or three looms. Basically, the mother takes care of their daughters, or the mother-in-law takes care of their daughters and daughter-in-laws."

Chai Rong nodded, "Ye Qing, the first two workshops must be collected... It's just that it should be collected into the official business, or transferred to the merchant. I haven't figured it out yet, what suggestions do you have?"

"Your Majesty, I think that if you want to retain some of the official camps, it is best to hang them directly in the palace and let the imperial merchants take responsibility."

Chai Rong chuckled and said, "Why, Ye Qing sees that I am poor and wants to stuff money into my hands?"

Ye Hua smiled and said, "No matter how much money your Majesty has, he has to do something that benefits the country and the people. He will not spend it like a businessman." Ye Hua said seriously: "I think that overseas development cannot be given to merchants, and the court must also get a share of the pie. If you have raw silk, workshops, and fleets in your hands, you can regulate the market and avoid merchants from monopolizing their interests."

Ye Hua's suggestion makes sense. Zheng He's fleet is a typical official trade. Emperor Yongle can do so many big things, how can it work without money!

Unfortunately, the emperor behind was confused. After hearing the civil servant's deception, he burned all the charts. The official trade was stopped. The wealthy merchants and giants in the southeast went out to sea, and the money they earned went to their private pockets.

Therefore, official trade must exist, and official workshops also exist, and they must be very powerful!

It is unavoidable that there are many disadvantages in the official workshops. For example, the imperial merchants under Li Hongji do not need to pay taxes to weave silk, and the government helps collect raw silk at a low price, and the government helps sell the woven silk.

The result is that every link is full of problems. The weaver and the people are squeezed. The quality of the silk weaving is extremely poor, but it only makes a group of royal merchants and bureaucrats rich.

"I think it's enough to leave the official business to Taifu Chai. He promises to manage properly and pay taxes strictly... Although it's a government business workshop, it will never bully people by virtue of its power."

Want to give the workshop to my dad?

Chai Rong leaned over and stared at Ye Hua, "Tell me the truth, that... can he do it?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Ye Hua smiled and said, "Teacher Chai cares about this country more than anyone else. He has so many fleets in his hands, responsible for trade with Japan. I dare to guarantee that he will get at least several million taels of gold and silver for His Majesty a year!"

Dad is so promising?

Chai Rong's eyes were shiny and he was very happy.

"Hahahaha, it seems that you are a good master?"

Ye Hua waved his hand hurriedly: "I dare not, but I dare not, in fact, the Grand Tutor is thinking about His Majesty, blood is thicker than water!"

Chai Rong nodded, "It's not easy for him to talk about it. I heard that he is going to adopt a child from another place and inherit the incense of the Chai family?"

Ye Hua said: "That's the case."

Chai Shouli was also quite helpless. His son gave it to Guo Wei, who was from the old Guo family. He has become an old man now. If he dies in the future, there will be no one to beat a banner.

Chai Shouli thought that only a few people knew about adopting a child from other rooms.

"I am not filial!" Chai Rong said: "Ye Qing, I plan to change my second son back to Chai's surname. Do you think it's okay?"

Chai Rong already has three sons. In addition to the eldest son Guo Zongxun, the second son is called Zongrang, and the third son was born to Miss Fu Er, and is called Zongxi.

Chai Rong meant that he would change his second son back to Chai Zongrang, and then go to his grandfather Chai Shouli’s knees to Chenghuan and fulfill his filial piety for his father.

But this arrangement is a bit unfair to Chai Zongrang. After all, in this way, the second son lost the qualification of a royal relative of the royal family, and whether Queen Fu could be willing; in terms of patriarchal law, could it work... Chai Rong has always made a decision in national affairs, but when it comes to his own family affairs, he scratched his head a little.

After all, from ancient times to the present, there are unique things like their family.

Ye Hua thought for a while and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it would be great to ask me to make such an arrangement. If Your Majesty is willing, what if you might as well let Your Highness worship his subordinates?"

"Oh? Ye Qing wants to take the initiative to accept disciples?"

Ye Hua smiled and said, "Actually, I am taking disciples for his third aunt."

"Jinding?"

"Yeah!" Ye Hua said: "She is pregnant now and always talks about taking care of her husband and children in the future. She has so many industries in her hands and having someone to take charge of her. It turns out that she wanted to hand it over to Brother Xing, but he only likes to do things and is not here. If the Second Prince is interested, we are willing to teach him all the skills of doing business."

Chai Rong certainly knew the ability of the couple. In the future, his second son would be the new generation of God of Wealth in the Great Zhou!
Chapter completed!