I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 103 Shocking Change
Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Houxun cried for a long time before they separated.

The brotherhood between the two people was sublimated at this moment.

To be honest, some of Zhu Houxuan's words just now were somewhat disregarding of facts in order to exaggerate emotions, but Zhu Houzhao was very fond of it.

Zhu Houxun certainly did not hate the Mongols as much as he said. The Mongols were just tools he used to mobilize emotions and export nationalist ideas. If Zhu Houzhao really wanted to attack the Mongols regardless of the consequences, Zhu Houxun would definitely jump out to stop him. The country's current situation was really not suitable for fighting Mongolia.

Zhu Houxuan has recently been constantly expounding on nationalist ideas to Zhu Houzhao while getting along with him. Now it seems that Zhu Houzhao is still very receptive to nationalist ideas.

Zhu Houxuan's plan was to slowly promote nationalist ideas and slowly transform the Ming Dynasty into a nationalist country.

Nationalism may have been criticized a lot in modern times, but it is also much more advanced than feudalism. Didn’t Prussia rely on nationalism to unify a bunch of German states in the 19th century and then develop into an extremely powerful country?

Nationalism is still very suitable for this era. As for the others, Zhu Houxuan is afraid of taking too big a step and getting into trouble.
The Industrial Revolution cannot only develop productivity, but also transform the thinking of the people so that they can adapt to the industrial society.

Zhu Houxun also believed that nationalism is like salt. If you eat too much, you will get sick, but you cannot live without it.

After calming down, Zhu Houzhao still let Zhu Houxun continue to manage the two industries. Zhu Houxun also took the opportunity to suggest that the lottery prize ratio of 70% should continue to be maintained and that profits should not be expanded blindly in order to better cultivate the lottery market.

Zhu Houzhao also readily agreed.

Zhu Houxuan also breathed a sigh of relief. The two industries were finally delivered perfectly!

To be honest, he really had no interest in the profits of these two industries. The profits were extremely hot in his hands. Although he was a prince and had a noble status, he had no power. If he took the profits, he would be envied by countless people, and he probably couldn't keep them in the end, so it was better to just give them away.
The second phase of the Ming Welfare Lottery has been drawn. This time, as sales exceeded expectations, Zhu Houxuan decided that the highest first prize would be 20,000 taels of silver, but the total prize money would not change, so there will be three first prizes in the second phase, and the number of second and third prize winners will also increase proportionally.

The increase in the number of award winners was fully supported by the people of Beijing.

As the behind-the-scenes manager of the lottery, Zhu Houxun's identity gradually surfaced. The people of Beijing then realized that the person who called himself Jing on the stage that day, shouted "fairness" and was booed off the stage was His Royal Highness the Prince of Jing. This news became a topic of conversation among the people of Beijing during this period of time.

Zhu Houxuan also came on stage when the lottery was drawn for the second time. This time the people were much more polite to him. A doctor from the Ministry of Revenue also came on stage with him to preside over the lottery drawing.

This was the condition that Zhu Houxun specifically proposed when he made the donation. Sure enough, the appearance of the Ministry of Revenue doctor made the people in the capital more at ease, and the effect of the official personally coming out to support him was indeed very good.

The specific performance was that the third issue of the Ming Welfare Lottery set a new record, with more than 200 million lottery tickets directly sold and total sales of 20 taels of silver.

By the fourth period, the number of tickets sold exceeded 250 million, and many people living in the vicinity of Beijing came to the city to buy lottery tickets. It seemed that everyone was very satisfied with the development of the lottery industry, including civil officials and the emperor. The people were also immersed in the myth of getting rich quickly, and Zhu Houxuan, the inventor of the lottery, was sought after by countless people and became famous.

Many people approached him, risking being considered as making friends with the vassal kings, offering all kinds of tempting conditions and suggesting all kinds of "clever" ways to enable them to gain more benefits from the lottery, but he rejected them all.

He has always been sticking to the three times he shouted "Fairness!" on the stage that day.

He knew that the people had sharp eyes and that a trick could fool people once or twice, but not three or four times. This was the case with the lottery.

The people are not stupid. They are so keen on lottery because Zhu Houxuan's lottery really provides a relatively fair platform, even though he takes 30% of it.

You have to know that this was an era where "the gentry's money was returned in full, and the people's money was divided 30% to 70%", and the common people encountered too much injustice and privilege in their lives.

In the lottery industry, the lottery tickets they buy for ten cents have the same treatment and winning chances as the lottery tickets bought by the powerful and wealthy for ten cents. This can be seen from the final winning results. This was something they could not have imagined before.

That’s why lottery sales are climbing.

An ordinary horse-drawn carriage was parked opposite a lottery sales point. The curtains of the carriage windows were drawn open, and a young man was lying on the carriage window observing the situation at the lottery sales point opposite.

A ragged beggar saw this scene, hesitated for a moment, then came up and begged, "Sir, please have mercy on me. I haven't eaten for three days. Please give me a few coins so I can have a meal."

The young man looked at the beggar in front of him expressionlessly, without saying a word. Just when the beggar thought he could not get any money and was about to leave, the young man suddenly took action and grabbed a handful of copper coins from his arms.
The beggar quickly raised his hands to take it, and the young man gently placed the copper coin in the beggar's hand.

The beggar knelt down with a thud. "Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir. I wish you will be a noble lord for generations to come! A noble lord for generations to come!"

Then he left in a hurry, hid aside and started counting the copper coins in his hand.

One, two, a total of ten copper coins!
The beggar was overjoyed. This young man was so generous!

He couldn't wait to buy some food to fill his stomach. He was really hungry, but he hesitated when he saw the lottery station.
This amount of money is just enough to buy a lottery ticket.
Fill your stomach or buy a lottery ticket?
The beggar hesitated. If he used the ten cents sparingly, he would not starve for two or three days, but if he bought a lottery ticket,
The beggar remembered the story of Liu Si from the south city. He should be called Liu Siye now. After winning the lottery, Liu Siye immediately moved into a big house in the inner city, bought many servants and maids, and spent all day in brothels and worked as a bridegroom every night.
He also wants to live a life like this!

So he didn't hesitate any more and walked straight into the lottery station.
He didn't know that there was a pair of eyes watching him. After seeing him walk into the lottery station, the young man in the carriage shook his head in disappointment.
This is the seventh one.
At this time, another young man hurriedly walked towards the carriage and anxiously said to the young man in the carriage: "My Lord, something bad has happened! The court suddenly received an urgent report that the Prince of Anhua in Ningxia has raised an army to rebel!"

The young man in the car was Zhu Houxuan. He suddenly smiled. He knew that his days in the capital had begun to count down.
(End of this chapter)