Zhu Yijun sent King Zheng to the palace, and at the same time he had a meal in the palace, and then returned to the palace. This was the last time Zhu Yijun left the palace in the fifteenth year of Wanli, and he basically stopped even from court after that.

Something happened here, and no one impeached Zhu Yijun for not attending court.

Obviously, the ministers don’t want the emperor to go to court. It’s because the emperor is too capable of causing trouble. He has been tired for a year, so it’s better to take a break. At this time, everyone is more obedient and don’t irritate the emperor.

During holidays, ceasing the yamen, then celebrating the New Year, and opening the New Year's Day celebrations, Zhu Yijun has done all this for fifteen years, and there is nothing to say.

In a blink of an eye, February of the 16th year of Wanli, the cold spring day.

Forbidden City, Wenhua Hall.

Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Xijue in front of him and showed a smile on his face. He was really working hard. He spent a year in Shanxi and finally settled the ban on the vassal of the King of Jin.

Which royal mansion moved first, how to redeem the royal mansion industry? After all this was done, Wang Xijue returned to Beijing.

Compared to when he went to Shanxi, Wang Xijue lost a lot of weight.

However, Zhu Yijun liked his high fighting spirit very much. The matter of opening the ban on vassals in Shanxi has basically been a foregone conclusion. The next step is to migrate the vassal kings, and the first one to leave is King Jin.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhu Yijun helped Wang Xijue up and said with a smile.

"This is all my duty for ministers!" Wang Xijue bowed quickly and said.

Zhu Yijun smiled and nodded: "It would be great if all officials in the world could remember the word "duty"!" Zhu Yijun said again: "My dear is very good."

"I will leave this part of the ban to my beloved. Take your time in three years!"

Wang Xijue hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Wang Xijue left, Zhu Yijun said to Zhang Jing beside him: "Are you ready?"

"Go back to the emperor, you're ready!" Zhang Jing said quickly.

"Then let's go!" Zhu Yijun nodded and said.

Today, Zhu Yijun is preparing to leave the palace. He wants to take a look at several places. The first place is the hatchery. Since last year, the hatchery has been selling eggs, and basically it is not very profitable.

After leaving the palace, Zhu Yijun's carriage quickly left the city.

Walking on the cement until the beginning of the spring, although the weather was still a little cool, Zhu Yijun was in a good mood. The carriage was parked outside the hatchery, and Zhang Jing took people to find the manager, and Zhu Yijun walked out of the carriage.

The hatchery is not far from Beijing, and it is considered to be in the suburbs of Beijing, so the transportation is very convenient.

After Zhu Yijun got off the car, he looked around and found that this was the first time he had come to the hatchery. The area here is quite large, and there are many people, and people come in and out of the hatchery from time to time.

A middle-aged man in his forties ran out of the hatchery and knelt down after seeing Zhu Yijun.

"My dear Li Qi, please see Your Majesty!"

Zhu Yijun nodded and said in a deep voice: "Get up! I'll come here today to see you, take me around and take a look."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Li Qi quickly agreed, his heart almost jumped out.

Li Qi never expected that the emperor would come here and carefully lead the way. While introducing to Zhu Yijun, he said, "Your Majesty, there are three areas in the hatchery."

"This is the hatched egg, and that is the hatched duck egg."

Under Li Qi's introduction, Zhu Yijun walked through the hatchery in detail, chatted with the staff at the hatchery, and then took the people to the duty room of the hatchery.

"Since last year to now, how many young boys have been released in the hatchery?"

Li Qi quickly replied: "Go back to your Majesty, since the first batch of hatchets have been released, a total of 23,628 chickens, 14,678 ducks, and 8,432 gooses."

After hearing Li Qi's words, Zhu Yijun nodded with satisfaction.

It is obvious that Li Qi is doing it with his heart when he can accurately report the numbers.

"Your Majesty, it was because of the few eggs. The hatchery was a good cook who could not cook without rice. It would be different after the New Year. The first batch of young boys sold should be about to start laying eggs."

"These young boys start laying eggs, and the number of eggs will increase significantly."

"I have submitted a document to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to request the expansion of the hatchery. The authorities have approved it and the money has also been deposited. This time, I am preparing to build an egg farm with 200,000 hatched eggs, 100,000 hatched duck eggs and 80,000 hatched goose eggs."

Zhu Yijun glanced at Li Qi and said with a smile: "No, very good." He looked back at Zhang Jing, and Zhu Yijun said with a smile: "Reward, go back and get a rank."

Li Qi quickly knelt down and thanked him: "I thank Your Majesty!"

After leaving the hatchery, Zhu Yijun's expression was relieved. Although the number was still different from what Zhu Yijun expected, this was a good start, right?

"Go back and pass the imperial edict on the Ministry of Internal Affairs and ask them to open a few more hatcheries."

"I want the egg hatchery to be spread throughout Beizhili, so that the people of Beizhili can afford to buy young boys."

Although political reforms cannot benefit the entire Beizhili for the time being, there is no problem with the hatchery. If three eggs are replaced with one chicken, this will allow the people to do a lot of things.

If you raise thirty or fifty chickens, the people will live a good life.

Zhu Yijun's next stop is Quanjude in the western suburbs. Zhu Yijun originally wanted to change a name, but he still continued to use this name, which was considered to leave a thought for himself.

The owner of this deal is the queen's mother's Wang family, which is the business that Zhu Yijun gave to the Wang family.

When Zhu Yijun came to the western suburbs, he was about to catch up with the meal here.

Although the vassal kings have not yet entered Beijing, a shopping street here has been opened. The Interior Ministry has collected a lot of goods here, including soaps and perfumes, etc. In fact, the Interior Ministry has begun to spread its own factories outward.

For example, the soap workshop is really difficult to employ in Shuntian Mansion.

There was no need for Zhu Yijun's guidance at all, so the capital went directly to find a place that was beneficial to him. The Ministry of Internal Affairs also began the model of raising pigs in order, which was to piglets in the Ministry of Internal Affairs and then recycle pork.

Zhu Yijun heard that the Ministry of Internal Affairs had established a slaughterhouse, which could kill hundreds of pigs every day.

In this era, this scale is very large. Although he built the Shuntianfu Economic Circle, it has actually radiated to the Northern Zhili. In the second half of the year, Zhu Yijun will push the reform to the entire Northern Zhili.

However, before this, Zhu Yijun still had a few things to do.

"Your Majesty, the private room on the second floor is ready!" Zhang Jing smiled and said.

Zhu Yijun nodded. For Zhang Jing, it would be easy to get a private room to enter. Zhu Yijun went up to the second floor under Zhang Jing's guidance and entered the private room with a very elegant layout.

The meal was served quickly, and the roast duck, roast chicken and roast goose, Zhang Jing ordered a serving.

"There are really many people here!" Zhu Yijun stood at the railing on the second floor, looking down and said.

"Isn't it because I have been blessed by Your Majesty!" Zhang Jing said with a smile: "The Quanjude is the banner of the royal palace secret recipe. The imperial chefs given by the emperor are real imperial chefs!"

In this era, the status of the royal family is naturally self-evident.

The royal palace secret recipe produced by Quanjude naturally attracted countless people, and the food was really delicious. Quanjude, which had just opened less than half a month ago, became completely popular.

Coupled with the gathering effect of surrounding commercial streets, this place is naturally even more popular.

You should know that there are many products that cannot be bought in other places on this street, but the prices are also very expensive. Of course, the Ming Dynasty is not short of rich people, and the original intention of building here is to be a high-end consumption place.

After dinner, Zhu Yijun took Zhang Jing to stroll around the street before returning to the palace.

As night fell, Zhu Yijun looked at the two words written on it expressionlessly in front of the blackboard of Wenhua Palace: Commercial Taxation!

Commercial tax is a hurdle that the Ming Dynasty could never avoid, and land annexation could not be stopped, and Zhu Yijun did not want to stop it. After the promotion of officials and gentry's food payments and promotion, the country could collect commercial taxes, which would be a good thing.

If the business tax is raised, the Ming Dynasty's treasury will be stable.

As for the people who lost their land, they just moved to other industries. Not to mention the others, just a hatchery, after the expansion, they employ more than 7,000 people. This is not considered a derivative occupation, such as egg collectors and chicken sellers.

With these small vendors, there are more people, and people are needed to build roads, and Shuntian Mansion has shortage of labor.

The same is true in the northwest. Before the New Year, Mao’s imitations became popular in the capital, and the nobles would be crazy about recruiting people. Basically, there are workers recruiting everywhere in the seven northern provinces, and the conditions offered are very good.

Some businesses even put forward the banner of going to the northwest, giving houses and women.

As for the origin of women, Zhang Jing’s younger brother Zhang Xun’s slave trade.

Zhang Xun's slave trade can be said to be in full swing, and all male slaves were sent to the cement factory. It was really in short supply, so you need as much as you come.

There were Japanese slaves, Northeast savages, and Kunlun slaves. Zhang Xun is now the largest slave trader in the Ming Dynasty.

The second is female slaves. Silla maids are the best sold. In fact, they are from North Korea, and then there are female slaves from Japan, and there are a lot of people buying them. Zhu Yijun even saw many female slaves from the south. They looked like they were from Vietnam and Thailand. The biggest demand for female slaves is the northwest.

It’s crazy to grab people there, and it’s even more life-threatening to produce.

After Zhu Yijun received this news, he knew he had to find a sales outlet.

Not to mention other things, just wool imitations, if they continue to expand their scale like this, they will definitely be unsold in three or two years. They also plan to establish a new trading base in Zhangjiakou, and wool textiles must be very special.

"It is imperative to open a port in the north!" Zhu Yijun murmured.

"Open the port and collect commercial taxes!" Zhu Yijun knocked on the blackboard: "Developing industry, commerce and breeding industries in the seven northern provinces is the task this year!"
Chapter completed!