Chapter Ninety-Eighth Literary Society
Zhu Xu sighed, closed the account book, and his eyes were deep.
Even peninsulars like Shandong and East are said to be dry land thousands of miles away, with no harvest everywhere. What's more, it's inland, Sichuan, Shaanxi and other places have been drought for many years.
The situation is still good at this time. According to historical records, it will take a few years to become a serious outbreak period. By then, there will be severe droughts and disasters in the world, which will be a doomsday scene and a terrible sight.
Seeing that Zhu Xu had finished reading, Fu Tao stood up and said, "Your Highness, my father said that this year will be more difficult, and it should be able to perform next year."
Zhu Xu nodded, but shook his head in his heart. They didn't know what would happen next, how severe the drought would be. For the Ming Dynasty, such a disaster was unprecedented. If they knew, they would probably think that God was deliberately destroying the Ming Dynasty. His efforts were basically a drop in the bucket.
Zhu Xu quickly threw away his messy thoughts and looked up at Fu Tao and said, "By the way, you said before, Wei Zhongxian has found his uncle?"
Fu Tao said: "Yes, he talked with his father for half an hour and then left."
Zhu Xu touched his chin and the corners of his mouth curled up. He hoped that this desperate Eunuch Wei would bring him a surprise.
Fu Tao looked at Zhu Xu and said nervously: "Your Highness, are you really not afraid of Wei Zhongxian, go and tell the emperor something?"
Zhu Xu smiled and said, "Don't worry, he doesn't know that he can harm me, what he knows cannot harm me. As for the guesses in his heart, he didn't dare to tell the emperor's brother at all, otherwise he would be the first one to die!"
When Fu Tao heard this, he felt relieved. He paused and said, "I have been training the accounting department, but it will take some time for them to come out to do things. At present, most of the things are under the old accounting department. Part of the money collected is in Huitong Trading Company and part of the workshop in the east of the city. Your Highness, do you think you need to make other arrangements?"
Zhu Xu narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Yeah, the cunning rabbit has three holes, you can find a way to quietly buy another yard in Huitong Trading Store, Chengdong Workshop, open it with the tunnel, and transport the deposited silver quietly, and then send someone to guard it."
Fu Tao said he wrote down and said, "Then, will you leave the salt field to Wei Zhongxian?"
Zhu Xu smiled strangely and said, "It's for him, but it can't be made too comfortable. The people we should install should still be installed. In addition, the salt from the salt field cannot be transported to Wei Zhongxian, and it can be transported out with the help of the Huimin Chamber of Commerce."
Fu Tao was stunned and said, "Your Highness, this may attract the attention of salt merchants, yamen and courts in various places?"
Zhu Xu really wants to tell Fu Tao: Do you know the drugs in later generations, how they sell them, and how they sell them? Do you know how they trade them? Do you know why all kinds of high-techs can’t do anything to them?
I know!
"I will teach you this at that time, I will write it down first." Zhu Xu had a lot of words, and the last sentence he said was this.
Fu Tao had no choice but to remember, and his eyes looked at Zhu Xu were very strange. Why did this little cousin always have unexpected and strange ideas?
The two chatted for a while, and then Fu Tao accompanied Zhu Xu for a while. It was lunch time. Fu Tao looked at Zhu Xu hungrily, his eyes kept revealing the message of when the meal would start.
Zhu Xu felt like a taste, and there were ice cubes all around the room. He shook the fan, watched Fu Tao suddenly open his eyes wide, and said enthusiastically: "Brother, have you ever attended the literary meeting?"
Fu Tao was stunned. The Daming Wenhui has always been very lively, especially after Gu Ge Lao from the Donglin Party hung up the couplet and stirred up the trend of cliques.
However, Fu Tao is average in his studies and is also very fond of quietness and not fussy. He hasn't been there a few times. He doesn't know why Zhu Xu asked this, and hesitated: "I've been there a few times, but I haven't been there since."
"Okay, let's go together once." Zhu Xu said, then got up and headed straight to the bedroom, as if he was about to change his clothes.
Fu Tao looked at Zhu Xu's back, his eyes lit up, and he said to himself: "Is it possible that Your Highness is going to enlighten him and plans to find a teacher who suits his wishes?"
The more Fu Tao thought about it, the more he felt that this was in line with Zhu Xu's behavior. He nodded secretly, thinking that he would pay attention when he went there later.
The two of them quickly left the palace, sat in the carriage and headed straight for the west of the city, and stopped in front of a small courtyard.
Fu Tao and Zhu Xu got off the carriage. He looked at the plaque in the yard, and the huge "Xishan Academy" was a little dazed.
This academy is not famous because there are not many people in the capital, and they are also very famous. The reason for their fame is that people who know are not simple.
Xishan Academy may be inconspicuous, but it would be different if you think about "Donglin Academy".
Fu Tao knew that this academy had one of the few people who listened to the lectures the most and came here.
This academy is indeed not simple. Gu Xiancheng talked about learning here, Qian Yiben talked about learning here, Ye Maocai talked about learning here, and the most important thing is that the founder of Xishan Academy is also a tycoon of the Donglin Party, Li Sancai, who has been in charge of the canal transportation for more than ten years!
Li Sancai was very close to Gu Xiancheng, and he was very good at winning and communicating. It can be said that at first, more than half of the people in the Donglin Party had extraordinary friendship with him, and he created the momentum.
However, he just died of illness not long ago and died of illness on the way to be transferred to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.
The shipping was stopped in the past few years, so the shipping of canal became more important. With the death of Li Sancai, the position of the governor of canal became the target of fierce competition among the adults in the court, but the struggle lasted for a long time and could not be decided.
Zhu Xu looked at the plaque, smiled slightly, and said to Fu Tao: "Brother, let's listen to it too."
The two of them had just walked forward, and a servant-like man at the door walked out to stop the two of them, looked at them and said, "There is no post, you can't enter."
Zhu Xu took out a post from his waist and handed it over with a smile.
The servant took it over and saw it, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Please treat me."
Zhu Xu took back the post and walked in slowly with Fu Tao.
Although his name is Xishan, he will never be on the mountain. Zhu Xu walked and heard Lang Lang's voice coming from a yard from a distance.
Zhu Xu shook his head. He had read a lot of books, but at this time, the literary class was not a competition to write poems and lyrics, but to focus on the meaning of the classics and the study of things. Moreover, there were many schools of thought, which were clearly divided.
Zhu Xu is most annoying about these vain things. If you don’t talk about them, you will have a headache just by listening.
However, he looked very happy and waved, "Let's go, let's listen to Mr. Muzhai's scripture together."
Before the two of them got closer, the sound in the yard was silent for a while, and then the sound became more and more full of energy.
Zhu Xu's mouth raised slightly, with his hands behind his back, walked over leisurely.
In the yard, a middle-aged man sat on a high cushion, with more than twenty people kneeling or cross-sitting, all looking at him. There was no noise in the entire yard except his voice.
As soon as Zhu Xu closed his fan, his voice suddenly rang in the yard.
"Tsk tsk, the Ministry of Catalog Transportation Works' Management Department, the Ministry of Justice's Management Department, and the Ministry of Revenue Tea and Horse Department..."
Chapter completed!