"The Supreme Emperor, the spice was robbed by the thief in the river."

Seeing that the Supreme Emperor's entire face was as stiff and ugly as a mask, Yan Kesong was a little hesitant.

Zhu Houzhao said it himself and sued it casually.

The dukes looked at Yan Kesong, and the navy was robbed by a hundred and ten river thieves, just like hearing the battle between two armies of 100,000 troops, but in the end only sixteen people died.

There are many unreasonable things.

"Can you please avoid it? I have important matters and need to report it privately."

The so-called family ugliness should not be made public, and even more so should the emperor ugliness.

Yan Kesong thought about it carefully and avoided the officials. What will happen afterwards? The Supreme Emperor will decide on himself.

East Palace,

Yan Chengjin was shocked when he heard that Zhu Houzhao had robbed the spices from the court.

How did Zhu Houzhao come up with such a stupid idea?

"I am in good health today and need a day off. Please don't say you have met me."

Zhu Houzhao was used to being greedy for death, so she waved her hand and said, "You go."

Next, it is time to order people to acquire the spices from Beijing.

In less than two days, the price of spices will definitely soar.

The little eunuch hugged Yun Zhan and ran into the bedroom: "Xinhuang, the Supreme Emperor asked you to go to Fengtian Palace."

After a while, Zhu Houzhao quickly came to Fengtian Palace. The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi saw him holding the account book and colluded with the rebellious son counting the dirt.

"Why are you hijacking the ship!"

The father and son stared at each other for a moment.

"Father, please look at this account. My son and my father promised that the treasury would double the amount of money in the treasury than that of the father. Last year, the autumn grain was 17 million taels.

It's far from 30 million taels..."

During the Hongzhi period, the autumn grain was about 15 million taels.

If you turn it over, it will probably be 30 million taels.

Tax bank will not rise steadily, and there is a possibility of a fall.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi couldn't think of any other way, "Don't argue, what's the point of robbing the spices?"

"The son minister told Lao Gao that he wanted to raise the price of spices. The father and the master did not allow him, so the son minister robbed him."

If he did not admit it, his father would not dare to reveal the matter, which would make the world laugh at him.

As for all the masters, I'm afraid I've guessed it was him, so why should I explain it again?

My father and the princes were too short-sighted, and if they told them, they would be refuted.

A quarter of an hour later, Yan Chengjin came to the hall and saw his father and Zhu Houzhao standing aside dejectedly. The Supreme Emperor swept around with confusion, and guessed that he hadn't asked anything yet.

"Tell me!"

Yan Chengjin pondered for a moment, "I don't know what the Supreme Emperor said?"

“How many things are there?”

"Three pieces, the new emperor robbed the ship, I didn't know that the spice was hidden in the treasury of Liangxiang Yamen, and this is one of them.

The new emperor raised the price of spices to increase the tax on silver, which is the second.

The Supreme Emperor wants to reward his father, but he has not given it yet... This is the third one."

Yan Chengjin said it all.

He also understood that Zhu Houzhao's intention was to not reason with the masters if he could do it. After all, it would be impossible to make a difference for all the masters.

"Why did Yan Qing's family have to raise the price of spices?"

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi frowned, but he didn't want Franji to make money.

But from these three or two sentences, I also understand that it has a great relationship with Yan Chengjin.

"They said that spices are Western products and cannot be raised, but they do not know that the price of spices is worth it.

When people are hungry, they will buy chestnut rice and don’t buy silk. But when they have enough food, they will want to dress more decently. When they want to buy silk. After they wear it decently, they will want to decorate their own residence and buy Nanmu family and agarwood.

Therefore, when the world develops to different stages, the people will pursue different things.”

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi showed a contemplative look.

Yan Chengjin continued: "I infer that the things that are needed by the gentry at present are spices."

In simple terms, eat full first and then eat well.

In just eight words, it contains the Maslow principle of changing people's needs, but the Supreme Emperor should not understand it.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were slightly condensed, "How dare Yan Qing's family be sure that the spices will flourish?"

The price of silk will fall, let alone spices.

"I guess, the only thing that gentry is sought after by only spices."

Every era has different products.

Spices can be popular for at least decades, and the only thing that can defeat spices is...

opium.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes and looked at Yan Chengjin, "I believe that you two will sell the silver to be filled into the national treasury, so I won't pursue it."

After leaving Fengtian Palace, the palace was then out.

On Chang'an Street, there was a bustling scene, with traffic bustling and bustling. There were also spice merchants selling them not far away, probably bought them from the Franchise man.

"Lao Gao, the imperial court can't openly sell spices, right?"

The court has its own words, and we should not compete with the people for profit.

Therefore, the court copied the official's assets and mostly filled them into the palace or entrusted them to sell them, but there was no direct sales of the court.

After all, spices will be sold by the Yassan, so the treasury will not be able to get any money.

"Will you get the tax silver if you only increase the commercial tax on spices?"

Many spices are not worth much in later generations.

But in the Ming Dynasty, spices were extremely valuable.

The capital and Jiangnan are still good. In remote areas such as the northwest, even gentry may not be able to eat oily eggplant.

It’s not that you don’t have money, but that you can’t buy materials even if you have money.

This is the demand brought about by extreme material scarcity, and spices are exactly the case.

The gentry only had silver, but there were no spices on the land of the Ming Dynasty and the condiments were single.

Therefore, spices such as pepper, fennel and star anise were very valuable in the Ming Dynasty, just like the original salt.

In later generations, few people probably prefer it.

When they arrived at the Yingke Song Restaurant in Beijing, Yan Chengjin and Zhu Houzhao ordered all the dishes in the store and found that there was only one plate with spices.

Yan Chengjin glanced at him and felt a little unhappy, "Call your shopkeeper."

After a while, Wang Busui came happily.

Zhu Houzhao almost forgot that this is Lao Gao’s restaurant.

"Why are there no spices?"

"Master, isn't it expensive to put spices? The small ones will lose money..."

"If you don't put it, how can the gentry know that spices are for eating? By the way, Lao Gao, can agarwood be eaten?"

"..." Yan Chengjin.

A few days passed, and the officials suddenly realized that the price of the spices they liked had increased.

Pepper, from twelve taels to twenty taels, and fennel from one qian to three qian.

But the court did not make any noise in capturing the thieves in the river.

All officials handed the sutra to the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi, and they were all kept. After the price of spices rose, people began to think about planting crops such as fennel and agarwood.

Some gentry even hired large ships to go out to sea to find spices.

Such trivial matters would not have been reported to the court.

It can be seen that the court has not been moved for a long time, and Wang Qiong's face was full of heartache: "The Supreme Emperor, pepper, clove, agarwood and other goods are nearly twice the price, but the court has not found the eight ships of spices yet..."

"Someone is hoarding futures, and I beg for it. We should check it according to the law!" Zhang Zuo, the military department, spoke to the director of the military department.

Zhu Houzhao turned his head guiltily and looked at the monks.

I found that the Lord was also watching him. I had conspired with Lao Gao to raise the price of spices. I thought that when the Lord knew about it, he would stand quietly aside.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Yan Chengjin stood up and said, "I beg to raise the tax on spices by 40% to lower the price of spices."

"I'm going to discuss it!"

"I'm going to discuss it!"

The officials were stunned for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The abominable Franchise man raised the price of spices and just took their hard-earned money.

Jiang Mian knew who was the one who really raised the spices. "This move would make the spices more expensive. Franji people traded silk with spices and exchanged for more silk. Lord Yan didn't know?"

"I can ask the Tang and Song Dynasties to pay tribute to spices." Zhu Houzhao said happily.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi was slightly stunned, and the next moment, his eyes emitted light.
Chapter completed!