Ming Dynasty: Abandoned baby at the beginning, Zhu let me be the emperor

"For the rest, we still have to discuss it with the ministers."

Zhu Yuanzhang touched Zhu Ming's head and learned that even though he became the emperor, he could not do whatever he wanted.

In order to solve the problem, he had to fight with all the officials.

The more you want to be a wise ruler, the more restrictions you will face.

If Zhu Ming wanted to change the tax system, it would naturally affect the interests of these officials.

"Ming'er is just making a suggestion. As for national affairs, it is still up to Grandpa Huang to make the decision."

Zhu Ming nodded and just grinned.

Anyway, he has already expressed his thoughts, and the rest is naturally none of Zhu Ming's business. He is just giving a suggestion.

For specific measures to be implemented, Zhu Yuanzhang had to convince all the civil and military officials.

"You, you just have a lot of tricks."

Seeing Zhu Ming smiling so innocently, Zhu Yuanzhang hooked his finger and scratched Zhu Ming's nose lovingly.

With the ideas provided by Zhu Ming, he felt much better.

It was because of this that he had the leisure to start caring about Zhu Ming.

"My dear grandson, how come you have time to chat with me today?"

He held Zhu Ming in his hands and asked with a smile.

Normally, I could only visit Zhu Ming when I was free, and I had no idea what these guys were busy with every day.

He was indeed a little surprised that she would come to the Daming Palace on her own initiative today.

"Speaking of which, Ming'er's visit to Grandpa Huang today is somewhat related to what Grandpa Huang just said."

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang began to ask about his purpose, Zhu Ming just pondered for a moment, still thinking about his wording.

The so-called scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, doing business was not so popular in ancient times, especially in the eyes of Lao Zhu, who was born a beggar.

"Oh, what is it? Tell me about it."

After hearing what Zhu Ming said, Zhu Yuanzhang also became interested and started asking him again.

How could this little kid have anything to do with national affairs concerning the national treasury?

"Grandpa Huang, what do you think of businessmen?"

Zhu Ming did not give a direct answer, but instead asked Zhu Yuanzhang about his opinion on businessmen.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the word "merchant", his face suddenly turned cold, revealing a look of contempt: "He is scheming against others and is rich but unkind."

Zhu Yuanzhang, who lost both his parents when he was young and spent the first half of his life begging, naturally did not have a good impression of businessmen.

Not long after the founding of the country, a wealthy man named Wan Sanqian actually wanted to interfere in the court.

Thinking about it now, he still feels quite resentful.

Although he was rich enough to rival a country, he just sat and watched his people become displaced and starving.

Zhu Ming nodded, but did not respond. This answer was also within his expectations.

"Why do you ask this, dear grandson?"

Realizing that there was a child in his arms, Zhu Yuanzhang restrained the disdainful expression on his face and became more curious about what Zhu Ming said.

"Ming'er is thinking that these merchants hold a large amount of silver. If they can be supervised, the court can take a small amount of profit from every transaction they handle."

After all, only by letting Lao Zhu see the usefulness of businessmen can he change his view of them.

Moreover, these vendors also need to be supervised by the imperial court so that they can be controlled and not do anything harmful to the world.

"A little bit adds up to a lot, and it's also a lot of money."

In fact, most of the court’s problems were due to lack of silver. As long as there was silver, there would be no problem.

"What does Ming'er mean?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Ming. How come this kid, at such a young age, knew so many ways to make money? He was a real money-grubber.

"Ming'er's idea is to share the profits from the transactions of these merchants and supervise them so that they can't exploit the people at will."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was interested in what he said, Zhu Ming also laughed in his heart.

This is promising.

"After all, the common people don't have much money. If we want to enrich the national treasury, we still have to share the profits with these rich people."

A considerable part of the reason why the national treasury was empty in ancient times was that the rich were treated too well and the burden of taxation was placed on the common people.

"Ming'er is right. Today I finally understood."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded thoughtfully at Zhu Ming's words.

This money still needs to be taken from the rich.

The imperial court must also strengthen supervision over these wealthy people so that the people can live a better life.

"This money must be taken from the people and used for the people. Only when the people are prosperous can the Ming Dynasty become strong."

"Come to think of it, Ming Er also has a fault to admit."

Seeing that the time had come, Zhu Ming lowered his head in Zhu Yuanzhang's arms and sighed with a hint of disappointment.

"wrong?"

Seeing Zhu Ming suddenly admit his mistake and look aggrieved, Zhu Yuanzhang hugged Zhu Ming even tighter and comforted him softly: "Who doesn't make mistakes? Even Grandpa Huang made mistakes."

"Tell me about it. Grandpa Huang won't blame you."

Seeing Zhu Ming's aggrieved look, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't bear to blame him.

Besides, even if a child makes a mistake, how big of a mistake can it be?

"I'll lose money tomorrow."

Zhu Ming did not mention anything about opening a bookstore. He only said that he lost money, and the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became.

Even Zhu Ming himself felt pitiful for himself.

If I don't become an actor, I'd be doing myself a disservice.

"what happened?"

After hearing what Zhu Ming said, Zhu Yuanzhang was even more at a loss and quickly asked again.

What happened that made our dear grandson feel wronged?

"I bought a bookstore tomorrow and gave the books to those students. I lost more than 10,000 taels of silver."

Seeing that the atmosphere was set, Zhu Ming finally revealed his true colors. He did not talk about his own bookstore, but only said that he lost money by giving away books.

"It's a good thing to give books to students. The emperor has given you the ten thousand taels of silver."

Ten thousand taels of silver was not a small sum. But considering that the books were given to students and Zhu Yuanzhang valued scholars, he was naturally embarrassed to blame him and just kept comforting Zhu Ming.

"no, I'm fine."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang still wanted to give him silver, Zhu Ming, who had come to confess, felt a little guilty and quickly refused: "I will earn back this ten thousand taels of silver tomorrow. It is better to keep the emperor's silver to help the people."

Seeing Zhu Ming's strong character and the fact that he still cared about the people, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction.

It's great to have such ambition, but he is still a little curious.

"My dear grandson, how do you want to earn back this ten thousand taels?"

Zhu Ming rubbed his eyes, as if he had just wiped away tears, and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a firm face: "I want to open a bookstore tomorrow so that people can buy books at a cheaper price."

It is reasonable for me to make back the money I lost from giving away books by opening my own bookstore.

In addition, since I had just mentioned to Zhu Yuanzhang the benefits of being a businessman, Zhu Yuanzhang's view on doing business was no longer so harsh.