Empress Zhou looked at Chong Zhen in horror.
"Your Majesty, the people often say that a hundred-year-old locust tree is a ghost. When the word Huai is taken apart, it is a wooden ghost. Your Majesty is the true dragon and the son of heaven, so he is not afraid of ghosts.”
"Although this pagoda tree has nine thorns, this pagoda tree is crooked and is not a righteous tree. I think it's out of filial piety for you to cut it down.”
In ancient times, there would be many kinds of pagoda trees and nine thorns in the palace. The officials would sit under the tree and face the three pagoda trees as the three dukes. There was an allusion to the saying," Face the three pagoda trees and the three dukes will sit there." It could be seen that the pagoda tree had a high status in feng shui. It could dispel evil spirits and attract wealth. It had the effect of guarding houses.
The problem was that this locust tree was a crooked tree, and it was considered unlucky to grow crooked.
Zhu Ci went to cut it down, which showed his filial piety to Chongzhen.
In addition, there was also the reason of Emperor Chengzu's tuomeng. How could Chongzhen not be moved?
The agitated Chong Zhen also bent over and held Zhu Cishi's hand.
"Sigh, I listened to calumny and misunderstood you. My son, your filial piety is gratifying.”
"I won't be working on any official matters tonight. Our family hasn't been reunited for a long time.”
"Empress, give the order to prepare a table of wine and dishes. Zhen wants to eat here.”
That's right. It had been a long time since Chongzhen had a good reunion with his family.
Not only was Empress Zhou very happy, but even the palace people around her were also very excited.
Eunuch Wang Chengen hurriedly gave the order. Zhu Ci had not enjoyed the warm situation of a family reunion for a long time.
However, he knew that there was not much time left for Da Ming.
When the country was subjugated, Chongzhen hanged himself on the crooked tree behind the coal mountain.
Now that he had cut down that tree, he hoped that the Ming Dynasty could continue.
However, Zhu Ci Xin knew that he existed in the Darming Dynasty of a parallel world.
Since he had transmigrated, he would never allow such a thing to happen again.
If he did not show everyone his ability, others would probably continue to look down on him.
It could be seen that although Emperor Chongzhen tried his best to appear happy, there was still worry mixed in between his brows.
Yes, the country was in such a mess, and the situation in Liaodong was in danger. The national treasury was getting empty day by day, and it had long been emptied.
If there was no taxation, how could the country operate and how could the soldiers fight?
If they were to levy taxes, the commoners would already be in dire straits. If they were to levy more taxes, there would be even more rebellions.
This was an endless cycle. How could Chongzhen not worry?
In the eighth year of Chongzhen, the rebel Zhang Xianzhong captured Fengyang and burned down the buildings and halls of the Ming Imperial Mausoleum.
At that time, Emperor Chongzhen ran to the ancestral temple in mourning clothes and cried loudly. It was because these commoners could not survive and followed the rebels to rebel.
To be honest, this emperor was really pitiful.
Chongzhen was conscientious and conscientious every day. He did not get close to beauties, did not engage in extravagance, and did everything himself. Every night, he dealt with government affairs until late at night and only slept about four hours a day.
Such an emperor had become the ruler of a nation.
"Father, are you…are you a little unhappy?”Zhu Ci asked tentatively.
Chong Zhen forced out a smile and patted Zhu Ci's head.""Zhen is very happy. My son, are you used to this Embroidered Uniform Guard?”
After getting eight hundred thousand taels of silver from the country's father, Emperor Chongzhen was really happy for a while.
When he heard from Zhu Ciyao that he could settle ten million taels of silver in three months, Chongzhen became even more excited.
However, after thinking about it, he realized that it was just a child's words.
He had let him take charge of the Embroidered Uniform Guards as the deputy commander, and now he regretted it when he thought about it.
Fortunately, he was only a sub-class, so it was good for him to gain some experience.
As for the 10 million taels of silver, it couldn't possibly appear out of thin air, right?
After his excitement, Chong Zhen stopped worrying.
"Father, the Jinyiwei has recently found some cases." It's evidence of official corruption. Your son, your son wants to touch them.”
"What's going on?" Chong Zhen frowned.”
"Imperial Father, there are countless corrupt officials. In our capital alone, there are no less than hundreds of them. Not to mention the officials from all over the world. They deceived the emperor and colluded with the government and merchants. Imperial Father, do you know why they don't agree to the imperial court collecting business taxes?”
This Chongzhen really thought that he knew."I know about the business tax. The commoners are already suffering. The courtiers told me that the business tax is to compete with the commoners for benefits.”
"If we collect more business taxes, the burden on the commoners will be too heavy. Therefore, no matter how difficult it was, I did not collect business taxes from the people.”
"Imperial Father, you are wrong, extremely wrong.”Zhu Ci Xin replied.
Empress Zhou was shocked.”
If it were anyone else, they would have already lost their heads.
Even if the emperor did something wrong, you couldn't directly say that he was wrong. You had to say it tactfully.
For example, saying that there was something wrong with His Majesty's matter, rather than saying that he was wrong, extremely wrong.
However, Zhu Ci was the Crown Prince, so the family ate as usual. Chongzhen did not mind and waved his hand to signal Empress Cao not to make a fuss.
"Tell me, what did I do wrong?”
Zhu Ci Xin pondered for a moment,"Does Imperial Father still remember a poem?" Yongfeng Wei connected Yongning Township, an acre of official land eight buckets of grain. People farm regardless of thickness, get the official rent is happy.
"The year before last, there were no seedlings at the bottom of the dike. Li Xu reported the disaster to the county magistrate, so far forced rent as forced soul.
"It's not surprising that there's land that is forced to rent. Rich people get land, poor people pay rent, year after year old rent new debt.”
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