Zhu Zhanji suddenly said, "Where is the salary that seems to be the same as Song Dynasty?"

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji shook his head and denied the idea: "If the salary is not possible, if the Song Dynasty pays it so high, it will certainly reduce a lot of corruption, but the treasury of the Ming Dynasty may not be able to support it. In short, it is still a mess."

Young Master Yang smiled and nodded, "Yes, high salary is indeed a relatively large expenditure. The current Ming treasury cannot support it, especially since the Tatars used troops these few times, the treasury is about to be hollowed out."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "No, but it's not good to use troops against the Tatars and the Oirat. If they don't completely defeat them, there will be a large number of military towns in the north, and the expenditure will be even greater."

After looking at Zhu Zhanji, Yang Shaofeng sneered and said, "Then according to your statement, after you completely attack the Tatars and the Oirat, the Ming Dynasty can enter the warehouse with swords and guns, and let the horses be released in the Nanshan Mountain?"

Zhu Zhanji argued: "Of course not, but it can definitely reduce some of the military towns. Without maintaining such a huge amount of troops, the national treasury will have more money to spend in other places, such as the road construction and school construction you mentioned."

Yang Shaofeng said: "What do you think about the old Song Dynasty? Therefore, the land of Song Dynasty is not as wide as that of our Ming Dynasty. Moreover, it is surrounded by enemies on three sides, and internal rebellions are also rising one after another. How did their treasury support it?"

Zhu Zhanji glared at Yang Shaofeng and said, "Don't say you're opening the sea ban! This is the law that ancestors have made!"

Yang Shaofeng snorted and said, "I knew you would say that. I ask you, if you are the head of a family, do you hope that your descendants will be stronger than each generation, or do you stick to the rules you set and dare not break through, and keep the success of generations like this?"

Zhu Zhanji said: "Of course I hope that each generation is better than the next, but how can the ancestors make the law without changing it?"

Yang Shaofeng sneered and said, "Everything is made by ancestors. After a hundred years, what you said will become the made by ancestors. If you say that the people in the world are not allowed to eat rice, the people will simply starve to death!"

Zhu Zhanji, who suddenly came to his senses, glared at Master Yang and said, "Is the issue we are going to discuss now the issue of maritime ban?

I discovered that every time you discuss a problem with you, you will always lead the topic to irrelevant issues, and then you will use your specious theory to defeat me!"

Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but laugh and fell: "Then what is the problem now? Is it a problem that officials work hard on the food? Is the root of the problem lies in the Ming Dynasty's salary not high, and the officials are insatiable? If you want to solve this problem, do you have to enrich the treasury first?"

After being confused by the series of back-questions by Master Yang, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but say in a daze: "What you said seems to make sense, but I always feel something is wrong."

After chuckling, Yang Shaofeng said, "Okay, don't worry about what's wrong. You have seen this Yangzhou problem anyway and found out it. We should start the next step."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Okay, let's set off and go to Shuntian Mansion to have a look."

...

Looking at the calm Hongze Lake, Yang Shaofeng thought for a long time but couldn't think of any poem that suited the situation. In the end, he had to give up helplessly.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Master Yang several times, but finally couldn't help but ask, "What's there in this lake? Besides ducks, they are ducks. You don't fish for fishing, and you don't catch ducks. What are you thinking?"

Yang Shaofeng suddenly became unhappy.

What a beautiful scenery and what a good artistic conception, it was destroyed by such a terrible little kid.

But when I turned around and thought about my previous life, I was just the time when I was seventeen or eighteen, and when I was busy trying to please the little girl all day long, it was caused by something called hormones.

Yang Shaofeng, who was relieved, decided not to be angry with Zhu Zhanji anymore. At least he could not think about kicking this unlucky child into the lake, and then snorted coldly: "Do you know what a literati is? A cultural person, in addition to being able to turn black and white, he also had to be excited when he saw the good mountains and rivers, and then recite a poem for future generations to sing.

It is probably equivalent to writing about a certain place that someone had visited, or it is the same as a dog's habitual urination that it occupies a territory."

The dog poked his head out of the cabin and said, "Young Master, call me?"

Master Yang turned around and glared at Dogzi, shouting, "Get away, there is nothing you have to do here."

When Zhu Zhanji saw the dog retracted and couldn't help but smile and said, "Then what poem have you made?"

Yang Shaofeng opened his mouth and spat, "Do you think I am those shallow corrupt scholars? Is it beneficial to write one or two poems to the family, the country and the people?"

Zhu Zhanji said seriously: "So that's the case, but I misunderstood you. But I always feel that you are lying to me."

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "We are brothers, why did I lie to you, right? Let's have someone get a fish from the lake and then grill it for food."

Zhu Zhanji, who had already tasted Master Yang's skills, couldn't help but look forward to it: "Okay, I'll order someone to catch fish!"

Master Yang looked at Zhu Zhanji with contempt and said, "How can the fish I ordered people to catch be better than the fish I caught with myself? I have heard that Emperor Taizu Gao once planted some food and vegetables in the palace and some tea trees himself, and probably the same is true."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "It's not what you think. Emperor Taizu grew tea in the palace, but he thought the little dragon group was troublesome and labor-intensive, so he planted it himself, so he saved the local people from tribute."

Yang Shaofeng said oh, then looked like he suddenly realized: "So that's it. Just like the folding fan I mentioned last time, if the superior likes it, the subordinate will find a way to get filial piety."

After looking at Zhu Zhanji, Yang Shaofeng continued: "When I was in the capital, I also heard that the emperor's grandson in the East Palace liked fighting crickets, and I didn't know whether it was true or false.

If it is true, I will find a few crickets to offer them so that I can get an official to come to the court. In the least, I have to be as cautious as the grandson.”

Zhu Zhanji's face turned red and he said angrily: "Can't I have any preferences? I am also a human being! Why do you, like those masters, ask me not to have my own preferences? I will catch crickets myself, and you don't need to pay tribute!"

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "Who said it? I have never said that you wouldn't fight crickets. If you like fighting, we just want to catch them.

What I want to tell you is that fighting crickets is not a big problem, but you must be careful that the people below are exhausted and hurt their money because of the cricket offering!”

Zhu Zhanji looked desperate, "It's useless. In this position, he was stared at almost every word and action. What can I do?"

Yang Shaofeng patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Since that's the case, what if you like other things? For example, something that is beneficial to the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Zhanji was still full of despair: "Is there any difference? Anything you like will be magnified, and then those who are interested will think that the opportunity has come, or seek happiness or rewards, which is actually the same.

If I like martial arts, the nobles will definitely be happy, civil officials and ministers will definitely object. If I like fighting crickets, there will also be many people who oppose it. Many people agree, but in fact I can't help myself."

Yang Shaofeng was stunned, but for the first time he looked at Zhu Zhanji seriously and said, "Sometimes, you have to endure it.

I know you have anger in your heart and you feel uncomfortable, so I sent Gouzi and my brother away. Now there are only two of us on the bow of the boat. If you have any unhappiness, just say it."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, but suddenly shouted "Ah", and I wonder how many water birds were flying in love with each other.

After Zhu Zhanji's voice fell, Master Yang smiled and said, "How is it? Are you much more comfortable?"

Zhu Zhanji's face turned slightly red and said embarrassedly: "The first time I've lost my composure."

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "It's good if you vent your heart and feel relieved. Otherwise, if you suppress it for a long time, people will get sick."

After saying that, Yang Shaofeng no longer paid attention to Zhu Zhanji, but returned to the cabin and took two fishing rods, hung up the fish food and handed them to Zhu Zhanji.

Looking at the float where there was no movement, Master Yang suddenly laughed and said, "You said, if we were some local officials around us, what would happen?"

Zhu Zhanji said in a daze: "Hmm? What's the situation?"

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "Do you think someone would buy fish and dive underwater and hang it on your fishing rod?"

"Ah!" Zhu Zhanji spitted first, then suddenly laughed: "Maybe, who can tell you exactly this kind of thing?"

Yang Shaofeng smiled and shook his head, then stared at the float intently.

Damn dogma, a pretty young man, who was so serious that he didn't say anything, and he was wearing a mask all day long. Whether he was happy or sad, he was always in his heart and didn't even dare to express his own preferences.

But now, this unlucky child can smile from the bottom of his heart. It is much better than pretending to be gentle and jade-like to disgust people.

...

For Zhu Zhanji, following Master Yang all the way to Shuntian Mansion north is completely different from the previous experience of going north to Shuntian Mansion.

When I went north, I usually inspected the progress of the new imperial city of Shuntian Prefecture, or followed the emperor's grandfather to go out to smash other people's places. In short, I would walk on the official road, stay in the post station or live in the army.

I followed Master Yang north and rarely lived in inns and restaurants along the way. I often stayed in inns or restaurants, and occasionally I would stay at people's houses for one or two nights.

All of this made Zhu Zhanji feel very novel, and even took Yang Shaofeng to the common people's fields to help the common people turn over the ground.
Chapter completed!