., A few maids were so enthusiastic about the iron armored warships that they were very eager to do so. The performance of the armored warships was indeed not comparable to that of wooden warships. They were just afraid of causing waste. Now that they had the emperor's will, they put aside their worries and planned to do their best.

After several heads of the Ministry of Works retired, Zhu Jun began to pick up the merit letter and continued reading. Zhu Jun was still quite interested in this Yang Xiong. Naval officers who graduated from the martial arts lecture hall would have an assessment, including character, ship knowledge, physical fitness, leadership theory, military discipline and regulations, and drills. Without exception, Yang Xiong is basically the lowest-level "super-friendly"

The so-called "save" is actually synonymous with reluctant passing, and it is also one of the worst results for graduates. And Yang Xiong has now won the highest medal in the Ming Dynasty. I am afraid that the instructors in the martial arts lecture hall will be surprised. When Zhu Jun saw Yang Xiong's detailed information, he couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that this person was from Nanjing. He lives in the east of the city, not far from the palace. Zhu Jun said to Xiao Guizi: "Where is Yongxing Lane?"

Xiao Guizi was stunned at first, then said, "Report to the emperor, it's near Gusu Avenue in the east of the city."

Zhu Jun closed his eyes: "Set up the car and let the cabinet draft an edict to grant this person a lord. Lian will go to Yongxing Lane to see the soldiers and soldiers are fighting hard in front of them. How can Lian sit on the palace wall and visit his family?

"According to the order, Xiao Guizi knew that the emperor was a little anxious and did not dare to delay, so she went inside immediately

Now,

Yongxing Lane belongs to the old city of Nanjing. Since the population of Nanjing has increased, the urban area has been continuously expanded. The original old city seems a bit dilapidated compared to those new new urban areas. The south of the city is connected to the opening area, the commercial center of Nanjing City, and the north of the city is connected to the imperial palace, and it is naturally the residence of dignitaries or great merchants. When the station is picked up in the west of the city, it is naturally a logistics and trade center. However, the east of the city is, because it is relatively dilapidated, most of the residences of rural workers who have recently poured into Nanjing. In comparison, it is naturally much dirty.

In Yongxing Lane, the three or four-story cement houses or dilapidated brick and tile houses were randomly arranged. Even the cement roads built by the imperial court in the past few years seemed very dilapidated. Horse carriages and donkey carriages were leisurely walking on the streets. More of them were ordinary people walking on their legs. This was the time to start work. Otherwise, once the work was done, I'm afraid there were still many people on the street, and there were vendors with stalls on both sides. There were not many business at this time, so there were no shouts one after another. The vendors

They are all smart people, and they are very arrogant to everyone in public uniforms. Whenever there is a warning, they will immediately take the stall and hide in the alley. This is naturally because of the law issued by the Fengtian Prefecture Office, which requires all vendors to go to the government to register and release documents before they can set up stalls. Once registration is made, they will naturally not be able to pay some taxes. The vendors have a meager income and are naturally unwilling to pay these taxes, especially the vendors in the east of the city. The people here are not very rich and business is not good, so tax evasion is naturally necessary.

The government also had a headache for vendors in the east of the city. In fact, the registration of vendors is not about the tax, but only to regulate the market. In order to make a living, vendors often block the streets. What's more, because of their strong mobility, some unscrupulous vendors are mixed with them, selling inferior goods, and ordinary things are nothing, but snacks in those street wells are the most harmful. In recent years, children who have been traumatized and have no time to treat them have passed three digits. If they are not registered, once something happens, the vendors can escape immediately and cannot even find them. Some unscrupulous vendors rely on this reason to be fearless. Therefore, Shuntian Mansion lets the public come to search every once in a while, but these small vendors are so clever that they disappeared before the public arrives.

"The public is here." A sudden noise came from the street, and the alert vendors made trouble. They immediately raised their ears, and then the vendors along the street rolled up the pads, wrapped the groceries on the stalls into a big bag, and then ran into the gaps in Naquyou's house.

In this way, some people were pushed and bumped, and some were crowded. After a gust of wind, the vendors disappeared, but the street was in a mess.

Then, a team of soldiers with distinctive flag armor lined up into the alley, and then there was a carriage with a bright yellow cloth curtain. The curtain in the carriage was pulled open, and Zhu Jun poked his head out and saw this scene. He couldn't help but feel a little angry, and ordered to stop the car. Then he walked out of the carriage and looked at the street. There were people on the street, and the ground was messy, with falling fruits, scattered candied haws, and wooden toys. Zhu Jun turned around and looked at a close servant behind him: "What's going on?"

"Report to the emperor, this is probably scattered by the vendors." The close servant told Zhu Jun about the cause and effect of the matter, and Zhu Jun's face became even more angry: "It is not easy for the people to make a living. Will Shuntian Mansion take away the people's life? Did this rule be issued by the cabinet? Calling Shuntian Mansion Yi, Lian asked him, how could he bear to force the people like this?

"Yes." Seeing Zhu Jun's long-faced face furious, the nearby servant did not dare to delay, sang a promise, immediately led a guard's horse and left.

Zhu Jun held his hands behind his back, still feeling angry on his face. Sigongxin had more people. Yanya was the emperor's car driver. They all got excited to worship. Zhu Jun could only squeeze out some smiles, and it was not easy to go over. So he ordered someone to go over and ask Yang Xiong's address, and gave someone some rewards.

But when Yi Wu Tingsong, Fengtian Prefecture, heard the emperor's summons, immediately gave up his official duties and did not take a carriage. Instead, he rode a horse with the nearby servant and rushed over. He was very upset and saw that the nearby servant did not give him a good look. I guess there would be no good things, but what was wrong with Nanjing City that made the emperor hurriedly summon him over?

He was the first time the New First Emperor was awarded a juren when he was admitted to the imperial examination. He first worked as a minor official in Haidu Port for three years, and then transferred to Songjiang County for one year for the examination and was promoted to Gao'an County Cheng. Later, he was transferred to Nanjing for two years. He was transferred to Nanjing as the chief official of Fengtian Prefecture, and recently promoted to Shuntian Prefecture Yi. This was a minor official to the senior official at the foot of the emperor. It took only a short ten years for him to be promoted to the senior official at the foot of the emperor. If it were not for his outstanding political achievements, he would have definitely not been able to succeed.

The fast horse rushed to the scene. It was time to go to work again. There were not many pedestrians on the street. It took only two quarters of an hour. Wu Tingsong saw the emperor's car. He got off the horse from afar and jogged over. At a glance, he saw the emperor chatting with several old ladies who were sitting in the house with his hands behind his back. Most of the residents in Dongcheng District worked in factories in the suburbs. Therefore, when it was time to go to work, people would go to work. In addition to some elderly people who were doing housework, there were some daughters-in-law who abide by ethics. When the daughter-in-law saw a group of officers and soldiers coming out on the street, they were naturally not easy to come out. However, some old ladies and the idle old man came out excitedly. When Wu Tingsong saw the emperor chatting with others, he did not dare to disturb him and stood aside from afar.

Zhu Jun happened to see him, and Shuntian Mansion Yi was naturally easy to recognize. You can see this in this official uniform alone. Zhu Jun turned around and said in a cold tone: "You are the Mansion Yi of Shuntian Mansion? What's your name?"

"Report to the emperor, I am the Shuntian Prefecture Yi. The surname is Wu thug, whose name is Tingsong, and whose name is   .

"Okay." Zhu Jun waved his hand impatiently. He was unwilling to continue talking to him. He directly inserted the topic and said, "Is this the matter of dispersing vendors a law in the cabinet system, or is it your Wu Tingsong's own claim?"

"It turned out to be for the vendors." When Wu Tingsong thought of the vendors in Dongcheng, he felt a headache. Now that he didn't expect that he would make trouble with the emperor, he had to deal with it carefully: "Report to the emperor, it was the law approved by the cabinet, and the minister just followed the law."

"You pushed it cleanly.

. Zhu Jun's eyes faintly showed anger: "Where are you from? What do your father and grandparents do?"

A cold sweat broke out on Wu Tingsong's forehead and hurriedly said, "I am from Dali, Yunnan. My father and grandfather work as farmers. I passed on the farming and reading family.

"What a good person who studies and passes on family members." Zhu Jun sneered: "The people make their own lives, what's wrong with you? Do you have to kill them all? Aren't your father and grandfather also the people? Have you even forgotten your original name?

Wu Tingsong was so scared that he bowed: "The emperor's words of heartbrokenness are not dared to accept. Although the vendors make their own lives, they are not regulated. Therefore, the good and bad are mixed. Some of them are black-hearted, and they often use inferior products as good as good. What's more, some snack vendors on the street often use inedible ingredients to save costs. The year before, Shuntian Mansion received more than 20 cases of death and injury caused by eating stomachs. The mansion went to get people, but that little one

The vendors were originally wandering around and could not find them. The cabinet issued a decree to regulate vendors and ordered vendors to register in the government office. The government assigned them a distribution and registered their names. If so, even if the vendors sold harmful food, they could still be held accountable so that such accidents could be eliminated. However, the vendors in Dongcheng were afraid of paying taxes to the court and no one went to register on their own. The minister had no choice but to send a mansion to the streets to sweep the stalls.

Zhu Jun couldn't help but be stunned. Due to the influence of his previous life, his position was always on the side of the vendor. However, after Wu Tingsong's explanation, he felt that Wu Tingsong had some truth. He also vaguely remembered that a classmate from elementary school died of poisoning after eating spicy and sour radish shreds on the street. He heard that the person responsible had not been found for several years. His eyebrows were relieved: "The vendors have a meager profit and they didn't earn much property. Registration requires tax payments, so they naturally wouldn't want to. Let's see if the vendors are exempted from taxes. As long as they are willing to register, they can."

Wu Tingsang sighed and said, "Your Majesty, no, it's right that the profits of vendors are small. But once the emperor exempts the taxes that should be paid, wouldn't it be unfair to those shops? Those who open shops have to pay taxes every year. They have to rent shops, and the thugs only need to sell one or two cents to make some profits. In the past, all the business of the shops was robbed by vendors. Will the merchants ask the shops to set up stalls? At that time, there will be no shops in Nanjing, and there will be vendors all over the streets. Where will the taxes from the court come from? Where do the silver from railways, roads and bridges that are built every year? Everything has pros and cons. The emperor may benefit the vendors, but what should those small merchants who have accumulated some rent and are still counting on supporting the family and young?

Zhu Jun frowned: "Is there no way? You are Shuntian Mansion, and you know this most clearly. Then you can give Lenovo jin, two

"After thinking of this problem, Zhu Jun really felt that some tricky hawkers have the harm of hawkers, but they had their own bitterness. If they took care of this, they would lose the other one. It was really impossible to have both fish and bear's paw.

"There is no way." Wu Tingsong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "But the empress thinks that what the court should do should continue to promote the prosperity of commerce. In the future, there will be more and more factories in our Ming Dynasty and the salary will gradually increase. I am afraid that these vendors will not be willing to avoid the patrol of the tolerances than to work in the factory."

Zhu Jun nodded thoughtfully: "It's fundamental. Lianwang can't wait a few years to make it easier. You should find a way to treat the symptoms. Lianwang gives you an errand. In addition to official duties, you can go to this Dongcheng for more time. Don't scare vendors. Talk to them, and then go to the cabinet to discuss with the Grand Secretary, and find a way to write a charter. Let's see for Lianwang. If it's done, Lianwang will calculate your great achievements. Do you understand?"

"There was finally put down the stone in Wu Tingsong's heart by following the order.

"You go back to act in official business, and there are also. Recently, there are fewer tolls sent to you, just treat it as the court. Well, turn a blind eye." Zhu Jun squeezed out a little smile awkwardly.

"I understand that Wu Tingsong has gone now.

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In a courtyard in Yongxing Lane, an old man was lying under the pear tree in the yard to catch a cold. The old man squinted his eyes and held the teapot. Instead, he didn't get into the teacup, he directly faced the mouth with the spout. A man was quite content. At this time, a neighbor patted the gate of the courtyard outside and shouted: "Old Yang, Lao Yang, something happened."

Lao Yang put down the teapot and angrily went to the hospital door: "What are you doing when you are shocked? Are you trying to die?"

"It's not good." The neighbor gasped: "A team of soldiers are asking about Yang Xiong's kid. I think the situation is wrong, so I'll report it to you."

Old Yang widened his eyes: "What trouble did Yang Xiong's dead boy cause?"

Lao Yang would never think about Yang Xiong's son. He was a troublemaker since he was a child. Later, he recruited people in the martial arts hall. Seeing that he loved to play swords and guns, it was not a solution to stay at home to make trouble, so he asked him to sign up. Unexpectedly, the assessment was really passed. Lao Yang finally felt relieved, but he didn't expect that someone has come to the door now. Needless to say, according to Lao Yang's understanding of Yang Xiong, the little bastard, this is probably caused by trouble in the army, and it's like someone coming to the door.

The neighbor also watched Yang Xiong grow up. When he saw a soldier asking about Yang Xiong's residence, he thought that Yang Xiong had committed a crime. He immediately came over and reported: "Old Yang, I heard that this military law is the most ruthless. It has nothing to do with causing trouble at home, but in the army, I can't say that I have to behead my head."

Lao Yang was so angry that he said, "I screamed at my son, and then fainted straight. The neighbor immediately supported Lao Yang: "Old Yang" Lao Yang"

At this time, a soldier came over and asked, "Is this Yang Xiong's family?"

"Ah" the neighbor didn't know how to deal with it for a moment and shook his head: "No." At this time, he was afraid that he would be held responsible for lying, and then nodded quickly: "Wrong, wrong, this is Yang Xiong's family, this is Yang Xiong's father, Jun Ye. What's the matter with Yang Xiong?"

"I found it, this is Yang Xiong's home." The soldier ignored the neighbor and shouted outside.

In the moment, countless soldiers came in a flock. Lao Yang, who had just woken up, watched so many soldiers with distinctive flag armor pour into the yard and said in his heart: "How big a thing does Yang Xiong have to do to cause such a big disturbance."

"Congratulations to Mr. Yang, and congratulations to Mr. Yang. Your son Yang Xiong made great contributions and the emperor specially ordered a reward. The emperor came to issue the edict in person. You should go and prepare quickly and prepare to welcome a soldier and please.

"Ah?" Old Yang was stunned, first with great sorrow. Then he was at a loss, as if he was dreaming. The smiling faces of the people next to him were not real. Finally, after he confirmed that it was not a dream, he said happily: "Yes, we are going to welcome you, leave. Are you going to find the incense table? Oh, I almost forgot to give you the fun money, yes, give your fun money." He immediately returned to the house, took a large string of money, and distributed it to the soldiers in the yard, but there were too many people, so the money was not enough, so he had to say to the neighbor: "Erhei, you, borrow some money, hurry up, the more the better, by the way, there is also the incense table, Aunt Wang's family should have it, ah,

"No need, no need." The soldiers looked at the few copper plates that Lao Yang had come down, weighed them for a while, and couldn't help but say that the old man was really shabby. He only had a few copper plates. I wonder if he had three or four taels of silver in a month of military service now?"
Chapter completed!