Duan is too tough and a servile person, it is a good thing for his son to say such backbone words.
Nowadays, the world is not at peace, and there are faint voices of peace talks in the court, but the peace talks are still the same? Use women, money and silk to open the way. If a start is made, all the work done over the decades will be in vain.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that if the military system is not changed, it will never be possible to have peace in the frontiers, and the borders will not be peaceful, and the country will never have peace. Don't think about negotiating peace with the enemy and you can sit back and relax. Whoever said that They are traitors. First of all, this kind of person should be thrown to the frontier to have a love affair with the Yi people. If you can come back alive, you will be lucky. And marriage? Hmph! Yes, take your own wife and daughter, don’t expect other people’s family daughter sacrificed for you!"
Ming Yu's words made everyone shut up, and some people were poked in the heart by these words. His face turned red and he pointed at Ming Yu, wanting to say something and shivering for a long time, but finally couldn't say a word. Everyone knows that to refute at this time is to slap oneself in the face.
Ming Yu held her head high and continued, "It's not that my big swallow is empty, it's not that I'm afraid of the barbarians, but I'm afraid that there are too many soft bones. Go and see the people in the border areas, who have been ruined by the barbarians. Bloody feud? An imposing and good man who wants to kill the enemy to avenge his revenge, but because he is not a military household, he has no way to serve the country, how can he not regret it."
Xue Lun sighed, what Ming Yu said was very good, he looked down on those soft bones the most, but Ming Yu was able to say it blatantly, can it be said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers? He used to fight in the battlefield, so of course he understands these situations, but people like them don't think about it at all, let alone such heaven-defying ideas as changing the military system.
"That's what I said, but the people have gone to war, who will farm the land? If the fields go barren, what good will it do for the people's livelihood?" Prime Minister Wen asked with a smile on his face as he stood up half a step away.
He immediately got to the point. The so-called national economy and people's livelihood, the people depend on food, and this is what many people care about. When Dayan founded the country, the system of military households was established to a large extent to ensure the productive labor force for farming.
Ming Yu turned his head, as if he didn't expect the prime minister to ask this question, he scratched his head, "How could it be possible to let the fields go barren? There are many ways, for example, one member of the family is enough to enlist in the army, or you can garrison the fields and so on Yes, they train and fight during the war, and farm in their spare time. After a few years, those who have served in the army for a long time can be honorably discharged, and they can live as if they returned to the village and received the land. This is better than military households not engaged in production. It's much better to be like a disabled person, right?"
"However, if the common people cultivate while training, will it really not delay the opportunity of the war? Or will it delay the training results?" Xue Lun asked worriedly.
Ming Yu said confidently: "No matter how much I say at this time, I'm afraid no one will believe me. After all, I haven't seen it with my own eyes." He looked around, "If this is the case, why don't you let me try it? See What is the difference between the soldiers I recruited and hereditary military households? Anyway, it hasn’t touched Dayan’s military system for the time being. We will compare the two sides in the future to see which one is good and which is bad. By that time, your military system will not change. It's up to you to change that."
The same thing, there are good and bad, who doesn't want the good? This is human nature, Ming Yu proposed this as a pilot, so that everyone can see the results, the persuasiveness must be much better than now.
"Hmm!" The emperor cleared his throat, and the hall immediately became quiet, before he said, "All right, Duan Wang Mingyu will be in charge of everything in the Xiqi Corridor, success or failure is all up to you, and has nothing to do with others. "
As soon as the golden words came out, the matter was settled in this way, and everyone shut up without any opinion. After all, King Duan had given the answers to the two most difficult points. Although he didn't know what he would do, as long as his own interests were not hurt, it would be fine. The emperor has already agreed, so why should they make trouble for themselves.
As a result, the matter of the Xiqi Corridor, which had been noisy for several days in the court hall, was successfully resolved. Everyone doesn't have to worry about this anymore, and everyone is happy.
But at this time, they just thought that the imperial court would not have to bear everything. When the Xiqi Corridor developed and the real money came in, these people would regret it long ago.
I want the emperor to take back his order and nationalize these benefits. However, the ten-year agreement that was promised early today was witnessed by the emperor and all the courtiers in person. Once the agreement is broken, wouldn't it mean that everyone's face will be torn off and trampled to pieces
Therefore, no matter how jealous these people are, they can only look at the ocean and sigh, and even sigh and regret that Ming Yu came to the door at the beginning, and they all avoided it. If he could support Ming Yu with all his belongings at that time, he would have his own share of the proceeds. And look at those who have given out money, get dividends every year and get soft hands, even if they just sit and do nothing, it is enough to last for several lifetimes, it is really enviable to see.
After the dynasty was over, the crown prince originally wanted to go on the same road with Ming Yu, so I would like to ask him where he got enough money for him to boast, and how did he plan for the Xiqi Corridor? Although he can't help much, but at least he should have a thorough understanding with him so that he won't feel restless.
He was almost scared to death by Ming Yu in the court today. I am afraid that Ming Yu is the only person in this world who dares to speak nonsense in the court and is not reprimanded by the emperor.
Even Prime Minister Wen wanted to talk to Ming Yu, but the emperor asked Ming Yu to stay the first time.
Ming Yu followed the emperor all the way to Deyu Palace. At this time, it was already twilight, and it should be the end of Mao and the beginning of Chen. Before he could speak, Ming Yu's stomach started to growl. He got up early this morning and has been tossing and tossing until now. He has not even eaten a grain of rice. He is already so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back.
The emperor glanced at him, Ming Yu already smiled shyly: "Father, my son is starving to death." After speaking, he touched his stomach to show that he was not lying.
"Look at you, you're just so promising." The emperor hated iron but steel.
"How can a son compare with his father? Father goes to work so early every day... Uh! No, it's early morning. It's really too hard. It's hard for my son to look up to his neck." Ming Yu said with emotion. Wearing flattering for thousands of years and not wearing it, Ming Yu has the essence of flattering. Naturally, he knows how to speak in order to please the emperor.
Sure enough, the emperor had a smile in his eyes, and he had already ordered the palace servants to bring up today's breakfast.
Ming Yu devoured two bowls of bird's nest and shredded chicken porridge, and ate several pieces of pearl glutinous rice cakes, emerald shrimp dumplings, filling his stomach, and only then did he feel alive.
The royal family pays attention to eating and sleeping without talking, and waits until the emperor finishes eating. After the palace people cleaned up, they began to talk about business.
"The Xiqi Corridor is of great importance, and it costs a lot of money. Where do you get the money?" The emperor was worried about Ming Yu's easy promise, and what to do if he couldn't keep it.
Ming Yu tilted his head and thought for a while, then said as a matter of course: "Of course it's a loan!"
The emperor originally thought that Ming Yu had some means to answer his own words, but in the end, the emperor didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
"Borrow? Who are you looking for to borrow so much money? The treasury can't even get it out. Could it be that there are people in Dayan who are as rich as a country?" The emperor wondered, why he had never heard of such a person.
Ming Yu moved a small stool, leaned over, and said very affectionately: "Come on, you heard from your son that he has such a plan here. Doesn't the father's small treasury still have money? Don't say no, the last time in the Western Regions There are quite a lot of goods that the crown prince gave to the father, right?"
He sneaked a glance at the emperor, saw his disgusted expression, smiled, and continued: "Father, what the son said is true. If you miss this village, there will be no shop here. If you pay some money, how much will the dividends be in the future?" Ten or even hundreds of times. Others want this opportunity, but my son doesn't want to give it!"
The emperor stretched out his hand and patted Ming Yu's forehead, "Are you thinking about my private treasury?"
Ming Yu rubbed his forehead, and said aggrievedly: "How can there be? The son is all for the sake of the father. Hey! If you have money, lend it to the son, and the son will use the money for development. When it is profitable , the son will calculate the interest for you based on the capital you invested. For one year, two years or even ten years, the capital remains the same, but it can generate a lot of interest. This is called money making money.
"In this way, both your son and your father can earn money. It's a win-win situation. It's not better than putting money in a private treasury and getting moldy? In fact, money needs to be circulated to be called money. If it's just put aside, it can't be produced. The benefits are no more than scrap iron.”
The truth is actually very simple and easy to understand, Ming Yu deliberately placed Liezi on the emperor, so that it is easier for people to understand the empathetic enumeration.
The emperor frowned and pondered. He already understood what Ming Yu said, and after thinking for a long time, he raised his head and asked, "You just want to get others to lend you money in this way? It's just that no matter how high the interest rate is, others may not be able to lend you money, right?" ?”
Ming Yu smiled like a fox, "This is just the most basic method, but my son wants them to scramble to send money to my son."
What Ming Yu said seemed to be a joke, but made the emperor feel that it was true. In the near future, Old Fourteen would definitely be able to do it.
Ming Yu had a playful smile on his face, "Father really doesn't think about taking this opportunity to invest a fortune? The more you invest, the more you will earn. It's a deal that pays nothing."
The emperor glared at him fiercely. Just now he thought that Ming Yu had grown up and was able to stand on his own and be mature and reliable. This was all an illusion, right
However, in the end