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Chapter 1021 tribute

Not all money can be taken casually, and some money is hot. Even though Meng Fanchao took out a ingot of silver, the shopkeeper still waved his hands timidly: "Don't blame objectively, the villain is just talking nonsense. The villain really doesn't know anything. They are all fools, so don't blame the guest officials."

The more taboo the shopkeeper avoided, the more difficult the matter was. The other party refused to say anything, and even if he gave money, he was indifferent.

For a moment, Meng Fanchao had no idea and had to look at Zhu Cilang for help. Zhu Cilang just snorted: "Shopkeeper, you are not going to toast or not."

With the emperor's words, Meng Fanchao was relieved. He grabbed the shopkeeper's arm and stuffed the silver in his hand: "Shopkeeper, if you don't tell the truth today, be careful that I will smash your sign."

Meng Fanchao had such strength. He grabbed the shopkeeper's arm with a big hand like a thorn. The shopkeeper's body was sore and numb that he could not move, so he had to beg for mercy: "Good man, please spare me, please spare me, and let me go with my hands."

In desperation, the shopkeeper didn't know where the dialect was. Seeing the shopkeeper's pain, Meng Fanchao let go of his hand.

The other party used both soft and hard work and took the heavy money in his hand. The shopkeeper didn't dare to hide anything more, so he told everything he knew.

"Several guests don't know that there are white ducks in the Eunhui Temple in Fangshan, Beijing. The villa in Guanxia is free-ranged with the people. The duck eggs laid by the white duck are surprisingly fragrant. Even when boiled in clear water, the eggs are full of fragrance. The eggs are as white as jade yolks as red as flames. The white ducks in Fangshan can be regarded as the best in the capital."

Eunhui Temple is Xiuyun Temple, also known as Liangxiang Palace. It was built by Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty. It was completed in April of the 18th year of Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty (1539). After the Liangxiang Palace was completed, Emperor Jiajing stayed in the palace.

Liangxiang Palace faces north and south, with a large scale and covers an area of ​​nearly 100 acres. It turns out that the main palace group has five yards, with a side courtyard in the east, an imperial garden in the west, and a vegetable garden in the back. There are palace walls around it. There are squares at the front end, and palace gates on both sides are in the shape of a city tower. There are many palaces in the palace.

Liangxiang Li Palace was the only palace in southern Beijing in the Ming Dynasty. It was changed to a temple - Enhui Temple in the late Ming Dynasty, and was built with a bell and drum tower. Later, it was changed to a Taoist temple - Xiuyun Temple, which has been used to this day.

The shopkeeper mentioned the white duck eggs that Shangshang often made, which is also one of the foods that Zhu Cixuan likes to eat. Especially for breakfast after morning court, there is a boiled duck egg almost every day.

Whether this white duck egg is boiled or steamed, it is indeed fragrant. If you are in the imperial kitchen of Shangshenjian, in the kitchen, the whole house is filled with the strong fragrance of this duck egg.

The white duck eggs in Fangshan are indeed awesome. They deserve it as tribute to the palace.

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, Zhu Cilang nodded: "I heard a little that this duck egg can also become a tribute, and I think it is also a blessing for the duck farmers in Fangshan."

Unexpectedly, when the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately slapped his thigh: "Oh, what we are talking about is this tribute duck egg. The guest official doesn't know that Fangshan white duck eggs have caused the duck farmers who raise white ducks to be bad!"

Zhu Cixuan was shocked again when he heard this: "Oh, how do you say this?"

The shopkeeper sighed: "In theory, the things of ordinary people are used as tributes to the palace, which is a good thing for the ancestors to smoke. But it is the imperial chefs of Shangshenjian who sent the duck eggs raised by the duck farmers to the palace for the emperor to eat. However, he would not pay for it if he only eats it."

"If you don't give money, who will you give me?" Zhu Cixuan didn't understand.

The shopkeeper looked at Zhu Cilang like an alien: "Give the duck farmers money, although the duck eggs become tributes. However, the white ducks that the duck farmers have worked hard to raise need food to feed them. The emperor cannot eat them, so if they enter the palace as tribute, then don't give them money. If they don't give money, what will the duck farmers use to support the whole family?"

Zhu Cilang said "Oh" and then realized: "In other words, the officials of Shangshenjian let the duck farmers' eggs into the palace, but refused to give the money."

The shopkeeper slapped his thigh again: "No, if the young master asked the wine from the shop to make tribute wine. Then the father-in-law of Shangshenjian, if he took the wine and didn't give the money, the shop would have to go bankrupt. If it really went bankrupt, it would be a complete end. I am afraid that you will not be able to survive or die, just like the duck farmers in Fangshan."

Tang Xiaobao had already vaguely felt that the Shangshenjian in the palace had huge interests. He suppressed his anger. Chen Shishi, who was standing beside him, saw something wrong and asked again: "What's wrong with the duck farmers in Fangshan?"

The shopkeeper sighed: "The duck eggs raised by the duck farmers with great hard work, and the adults in the palace can't let you go bankrupt. If these duck farmers no longer raise white ducks, it would be disrespectful to the emperor. Some duck farmers are said to be unable to provide duck eggs, and they were imprisoned by the yamen of Liangxiang County. What's more, in order to raise duck food, they can only sell their children, daughters, slaves and servants. The lives of these people are hard!"

Zhu Cilang clenched his fists: "No one can care at the feet of Emperor Langlang Qiankun?"

The shopkeeper shook his head gently: "Official officials, prime ministers, who is willing to care about the lives of the people? The father-in-laws of Shangshenjian are all fierce and evil, who can offend them? If the guest officials are really capable of making the wine of the shop a tribute wine, then the adults of Shangshenjian will let the villain give it to you for free. If the shop closes and goes bankrupt, it will be disrespectful to the emperor. Then the villain really says that every day should not be called "the earth is not effective."

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, Zhu Cilang was immediately lost. He slapped the table in anger, and was so scared that the shopkeeper couldn't help but retreat.

"I won't eat anymore, go home!" Zhu Cilang sat up angrily, and Xiao Shishi felt uncomfortable and left the restaurant.

Zhu Cilang never thought that he thought he was a wise ruler. The entire Ming Dynasty was also prosperous under its own governance. Why are these dog officials still unable to kill?

Even the official Shangshenjian, who gave himself the imperial kitchen, was so dark. In fact, Zhu Cilang had long been dissatisfied with Shangshenjian, and the annual expenditure of Shangshenjian was astronomical. Zhu Cilang intended to reduce the expenses in the palace, but he could not feel wronged Empress Yi'an, Chongzhen, Empress Zhou and others.

Unexpectedly, the officials of Shangshenjian were so dark, and no one knew about the wastes of officials from various departments of the court.
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