Gu Huaiqing stood on the tower and looked at the arrogant fourth prince, and slowly raised his lips.
"My lord, let the last general go, and you will definitely beat that kid into a shit!" The generals around him were gearing up for each other, watching the fourth prince as restless as a pack of wolves saw fat.
"Shh," Gu Huaiqing stretched out a slender index finger and placed it on his pale lips, "this is the prince, you can't say such vulgar words."
"My lord, what should I say?" The general blinked.
Gu Huaiqing glanced at him, and slapped his head: "What do you say, if you can't win, you won't have food tonight."
"Yes!" The general got a slap in the face and ran away in a hurry.
Jiangnan's battle report has not had time to be sent to Beijing, and the DPRK and China are busy talking about maritime business these days.
"The maritime business has a long history. There was a ban on the sea in the previous dynasty, but it was banned repeatedly. It was only because the merchants valued profits and the maritime business was very profitable, so they were willing to risk their lives." Mu Hanzhang stood in the center of the hall, his voice was not loud, but every word Clear, neither rushed nor slow, in the quiet hall where the sound of falling needles could be heard, word by word clearly reached everyone's ears, "I think it is better to block it than to sparse."
Marquis Wenyuan's articles of association have been copied to some extent, and the important officials in the court have also read it. Among them, the price comparison between Fanren's gold coins and Dachen's products is listed in detail. The most exciting thing is the establishment of the maritime tax. With such huge profits, the imperial court only needs to set up ports and maintain order, and then it can collect huge taxes. In this way, the annual tax revenue of the national treasury can be increased by at least 10%.
"I think this law is feasible." The Minister of the Household was the first to stand up for reconsideration. As the person who manages the treasury account books, he naturally knows how much benefit this can bring to the Chen Dynasty. "In the past ten years, there have been successive wars, and the treasury needs to be filled urgently. The maritime tax just solved the urgent need."
"The establishment of a port will inevitably attract the prying eyes of the Fan people, and it is very time-consuming and labor-intensive to increase the force to protect the maritime merchants in the coastal area.
"If you want to allow trade by sea, you must establish corresponding laws. These are also mentioned in the regulations of Marquis Wenyuan, but the minister thinks that it is not detailed enough." The Minister of Punishment said.
"If you want to open a port, you must set up a corresponding yamen, and the official rank and salary must be reset." The Minister of Personnel did not object or agree, but only raised the corresponding issues that he was responsible for.
Only the most irrelevant Minister of Rites did not interject and stood silently in his place.
Mu Hanzhang listened to everyone's discussion, but his expression was still indifferent, and he did not have any heart to retreat because of many obstacles.
After listening quietly, Emperor Hongzheng turned to look at the two remaining princes: "Jingrong, what do you think?"
The eldest prince's body has been restored to its original state. At this time, his eyes are burning, and he is waiting for the opportunity to speak. Hearing the words, he immediately came out and said: "I have also carefully studied the regulations of Marquis Wenyuan, and I thought that Marquis Wenyuan, a scholar said, Starting up these ways of doing business is tantamount to talking about soldiers on paper. The reason why there was a sea ban in the previous dynasties must have a certain reason, and opening a port rashly may cause disaster."
Hearing this, Mu Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and asked, the first prince was clearly against it when he said that, and there are many veteran officials in the court who must also have this kind of thought.
Sure enough, after the eldest prince finished speaking, many old ministers from the conservative faction came out to speak.
Emperor Hongzheng still didn't say a word, and asked Prince Rui's opinion again.
Jingchen came out of the queue, paused for a moment and said: "I think that if this method is feasible, it will be a good thing for me, Dachen, but it is superficial on paper, so it is better to draw up what the adults mentioned. This is a provisional charter, first try to open a port, and if it doesn't work, then ban it."
This matter has been debated in the DPRK and China for several days. Jingchen's remarks can be regarded as all the people on both sides. If he thinks it works, he will wait and see.
"What the second emperor said is very true. It's just that the person in charge of the port has to write down all the omissions in detail. My son thought that he should appoint someone who knows the matter best." Xiang Mu Hanzhang.
Mu Hanzhang didn't speak, just stood quietly. He naturally understood what the First Prince meant, and this matter was exactly what he wanted, but it wasn't the time yet.
Sure enough, Emperor Hongzheng didn't take the eldest prince's words: "Jingchen is right. Each department will draw up a charter within seven days as he said, and show me to me."
After going down to court, Mu Hanzhang didn't talk much to everyone, and went straight back to the carriage of the Chengwang Mansion.
"My lord." Dingnan Hou took a few steps and caught up with Jingchen, who was dressed in a white prince's suit.
"Master Hou." Jing Chen replied politely.
Seeing that Jingchen still looked deep and steady, and the expression on his face was also light, without the slightest enthusiasm, Dingnan Hou couldn't help but be a little more enthusiastic: "I heard that the princess has been feeling unwell recently, her mother is very worried and wants to go to the palace to see , then clamored for me to ask the lord, when the princess will be free."
In the past, female relatives did not need to report in this way. Dingnan Houyin knew that his daughter had been banned by Prince Rui, so such a statement was naturally a polite and euphemistic statement.
Thinking of Mrs. Xiao, Jing Chen resisted the urge to frown and said lightly, "it's okay today. The princess has been thinking too much recently, and she asked her to help her with a few words of comfort."
When Dingnan Hou heard this, he immediately laughed: "That's natural."
Mu Hanzhang's face was a little bad. Last night, Jingshao was tossing a little late, and this morning he dragged on for a long time. After standing for nearly two hours, he felt sore everywhere. As soon as he got into the carriage, he was tightly bound by a pair of strong hands.
The curtain was pulled in the carriage, it was very dark, Mu Hanzhang was startled, and then he was hugged into a familiar warm embrace, and then slowly relaxed: "Why are you here?"
Jing Shao hugged the man, told the driver to drive the car, and kissed the tired face along the way: "I see you won't be back for a long time, I think it will be delayed early today, I'm afraid that you will come to pick you up when you are tired."
Mu Hanzhang moved, found a comfortable position in his arms, and yawned a little: "You know I'm tired, so I should have restrained myself last night."
Jing Shao stretched out his hand to rub his sore waist and hummed, "It's not bad for me, who asked you to look at me like that, obviously begging to be your husband again." Thinking of how Jun Qing was bullied last night His eyes were watery, and his mouth was dry.
"You..." Mu Hanzhang wanted to raise his head to stare at him, but the darkness in the car had no effect, so he was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and buried his face in his chest, planning to sleep for a while out of sight.
Jingshao continued kneading and kneading everywhere, eating tofu while massaging: "Today, a letter from Lu Bird came, saying that the house in Pingjiang has been purchased."
"Well." Mu Hanzhang replied vaguely.
"Jing Yu was slapped by Gu Huaiqing when he arrived, but he didn't know how to write his battle report." Thinking of Lu Zhanpeng's schadenfreude in his letter, Jing Shao couldn't help but want to laugh, "The matter of Haishang. How's it going?"
"Brother has already mentioned it, and the royal father asked each department to write the articles of association, but I haven't said where it will be." Mu Hanzhang was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.
Jing Shao was itchy, but held back and didn't move. Knowing that he was really sleepy, he stopped talking and let the person in his arms sleep peacefully for a while.
"Prince Cheng can no longer succeed the throne. It is the help of the prince to draw him in, why bother with him?" Madam Dingnan Hou looked at the pale Princess Rui lying on the bed and sighed. These are the words that Lord Hou asked her to take. She is not Princess Rui's biological mother, but only to fill in the house after marrying. Many words are inconvenient to say, but what Lord Hou asked her to take must be said.
"The shy son lives in another courtyard, and my little four is still gone." Princess Rui said this, with tears in her eyes again, "Master has calculated, except for that cheap... shy son, the only one who can overcome is King Cheng!" There is a bit of hatred in his eyes. I heard that the child was hugged by Cheng Wang when he was not a full moon. He was killed on the battlefield all the year round, and his body was full of grievances. If such a weak child is infected, it will not be short-lived. Yet
"Ouch!" Madam Dingnanhou exclaimed, looked around, got up and pushed the girl outside the door further away, then came back and sat down, "Don't talk nonsense, listen carefully to Prince Rui."