"Your Majesty, let's count it as ten." Chu Nan chuckled.”
"According to my previous calculations, each Regional King's support costs 8,000 taels in a year, which is equivalent to 2,000,000 taels, right?”
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded solemnly as if he understood what Chu Nan wanted to say.
"Based on this calculation, the Ming Empire will need to spend 3.75 million taels of revenue just to provide for these princes and junwangs in a year."
"This is just a guaranteed number.”
"Tsk tsk, three million taels, that's an astronomical figure!”
"Moreover, this is only the expenditure of the first generation Prince and Regional King for a year.”
"What if it takes ten years? What about twenty years?"
The night breeze blew gently, and the petals outside the door rustled under the moonlight.
Old Zhu's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di looked at each other with lingering fear.
But this was far from over.
Chu Nan cleared his throat and paced back and forth as he continued to calculate.
"If we continue to calculate according to the ratio just now, excluding any economic reasons and regardless of the price of the currency, the cost of the prince's inheritance is still 1.75 million taels."
"When the first generation Regional King grows up, a second generation Regional King will be born.”
"The first generation Regional King did not have to worry about food and drink, so he naturally did not have to worry about his wife.”
"Then, each Regional King will still have ten children.”
" The previous generation had two hundred and fifty leaders…ten each…"
"Tsk tsk, that's a total of 2,500 Regional Kings.”
"2,500 people! Tsk tsk, it's really hard to imagine."
"But this is far from the end. After that, it will be the third generation. After that, we will count the first generation of 250 Commanders as all of them riding cranes to the west.。”
"So the number is still set at 2,500.”
"These 2,500 Regional Kings don't have to worry about food and clothing. They don't have to worry about anything.”
"Then, congratulations, Your Majesty. 25,000 descendants have been born.”
"In the fourth generation, 250,000 Regional Kings were born.”
"The fifth generation, the sixth generation…Your Majesty, guess how much this is?”
After Chu Nan finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a faint smile.
Snore--
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di swallowed subconsciously.
Just now, they had already realized the seriousness of the problem.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang's body was tense and his brain was spinning rapidly.
The more he thought about it, the more Zhu Yuanzhang could feel the bone-chilling coldness.
In a sense, the economy of the national treasury also affected the people.
If the national treasury ran out of money, the only way was to collect taxes.
And to support so many kings…how much tax would they have to collect?!
Old Zhu was drenched in cold sweat.
No wonder Chu Nan said that the seeds of national subjugation had already been planted. Although his words were exaggerated, they were not false at all!
If what Chu Nan said was true, the Ming Dynasty's economy would collapse in less than a hundred years!
Even if the emperor stopped the losses in time, he would not be able to recover the previous losses.
Furthermore…it would cause the Zhu Clan to be completely torn apart!
Bang!
Old Zhu slammed his palm on the table, causing the water in the teacup to flow out.
"I didn't expect this! I didn't expect this!"
Old Zhu's voice was trembling, as if he was crying. It sounded especially touching.
"I didn't expect our good intentions to end up harming Big Ming!”
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang felt extremely regretful. He should not have made such a hasty decision.
Now, even if he wanted to change it, how could it be so easy?
Let's not talk about the emperor's constant changes.
Even those Zhu family members would definitely not agree!
If it was not handled well, Great Ming might be split apart internally, seemingly united but actually separated…
However, if he didn't change, this seed would sprout sooner or later.
At that time, the result might be even more difficult to resolve!
"This matter must stop! Definitely!" Zhu Yuanzhang said firmly.
"We can't let the Great Ming that we built up be destroyed in our own hands.”
"Father." Zhu Biao took a step forward and hesitated.
In fact, for an emperor like Old Zhu, he did not care about the titles of the royal family.
As long as it wasn't an official court meeting, Zhu Biao, Zhu Di, and the others would still address him as Father and not Imperial Father.
"Boss, what are you trying to say?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao hesitated for a moment before saying,"Chu Nan's words are right.”
"But it won't be easy to change this matter.”
"If we don't handle it well, it might cause dissatisfaction from all sides.”
"I think that we can only take things slowly. If we can't swallow it, we'll just nibble it away.”
Obviously, Zhu Biao had also thought of the consequences of removing the Regional King's support.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.”
"I also understand that this is definitely not something that can be changed overnight.”
"But…even if we can't change it all at once, we have to change it slowly.”
"Even if we die, Boss, we still have you! Do you understand?"
"Dad, don't talk nonsense. You're still in good health," Zhu Biao said seriously.”
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand indifferently."It's human nature to grow old and die of illness. Even if my health is good now, can I recover for ten or twenty years?”
"In the future, I'll leave everything to you!”
"Biao 'er, remember this. You must do this well. This concerns our Zhu family's empire. Do you understand?”
"Don't worry, Dad!" Zhu Biao nodded.”
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Biao as if he suddenly thought of something.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Nan and asked,"Chu Nan, you came from seven hundred years later. Tell me, after I died, how did Biao 'er's emperor do?”
Chu Nan suddenly had a thought.
He was here!
He had accepted the system's mission to tell Old Zhu about the Battle of Jingnan. He was just worrying about where to start.
Now, Old Zhu was asking how Zhu Biao was doing as emperor. Wasn't this the best opportunity?
In history, Zhu Biao passed away in the 25th year of Hongwu, and Old Zhu had to send his son away.
Perhaps because he loved Zhu Biao, he didn't make the King of Qin Zhu Wei the Crown Prince.
Instead, Zhu Biao's son Zhu Yunwen was appointed as the emperor's grandson.
Thus, the seeds of the Battle of Jingnan were planted.
Chu Nan regained his senses and realized that Zhu Yuanzhang was staring at him without blinking.
Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang also looked over.
He also wanted to know how history would evaluate him.
Chu Nan coughed twice and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang meaningfully."Your Majesty, if you want to hear this, you have to be mentally prepared!”
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