Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 320 What are you planning?

The front-page headlines of newspapers these days are undoubtedly the advent of a new type of textile machine. Various news are flying around, and private businessmen are becoming more and more enthusiastic about this textile machine.

Zhu Houzhao received more and more orders.

Xu Guan and Qin Hong were summoned to the Qianqing Palace by Emperor Hongzhi.

It is obvious that Emperor Hongzhi also paid attention to the new textile machines of Shuntian Press.

“Is this new type of textile machine really so magical?”

Emperor Hongzhi could not help but ask curiously. After receiving the confirmation from Qin Hong and Xu Guan, Emperor Hongzhi said with emotion: "Who invented it? Can we find out?"

Qin Hong: "Your Majesty, it's him."

"What do you mean he doesn't he... eh? Chen Ce?"

Qin Hong nodded.

Emperor Hongzhi's expression gradually became complicated.

Xu Guan said: "Your Majesty, the one in charge of selling textile machines is... the Crown Prince of the East Palace."

Emperor Hongzhi was stunned for a moment, then snorted, "That's outrageous! He is the crown prince, how can he always be involved in these private businesses? He should focus on his studies now, instead of doing these messy things that compete with the people for profits! Isn't the money I give him for the East Palace enough for him to spend? Let him make money on his own?"

Xu Guan listened to Emperor Hongzhi's complaints in silence, and then said, "A textile machine costs fifty taels, and the orders from private merchants have exceeded one thousand, and are still growing."

One thousand... fifty thousand taels of silver?!
Emperor Hongzhi calmed down and said calmly: "The prince is still young, he will spend so much money recklessly, and your Ministry of Works has also contributed, you go and talk to the crown prince, and your Ministry of Works will keep half of the money, and finally send me the inner treasury."

The palace is also short of money!

It would be fine if the amount was small, but fifty thousand taels was not a small sum. The treasury of Emperor Hongzhi only had a pitiful two hundred thousand taels of silver.

Moreover, the orders are still increasing, and it is unknown how many textile machines can be sold in the end.

Qin Hong opened his mouth and said to Emperor Hongzhi: "Your Majesty, Chen Ce is not doing this for the money. He is controlling the development of the entire Ming Dynasty's business. He is using this method to promote business prosperity by forcing things to grow faster!"

When Chen Ce said he wanted to promote the development of agriculture and commerce, he was definitely not just talking. He was silently doing these great things, and he had not yet used any power from the court.

This is really great!
He didn't have long to live, so he was trying his best to speed up the reform of the entire Ming society.

No one knows what kind of Ming Dynasty Chen Ce wants to see, but Qin Hong and others know that Chen Ce’s goal must be grand!

Emperor Hongzhi was stunned for a moment and asked Qin Hong: "Is he... okay?"

Qin Hong shook his head: "I don't know either, and he never said anything."

Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time before he said to Huai En, "Go and inform Liu Wentai, the director of the Imperial Hospital, to have him visit Chen Ce every five days, diagnose Chen Ce's health in person, and report Chen Ce's health condition to me at any time!"

"Old slave obeys!"

Such great favor, no official in the entire Ming Dynasty had ever enjoyed such treatment!
……

In the middle of June in the summer of the thirteenth year of the Hongzhi reign.

A horse-drawn carriage entered the capital from Zhengyang Gate and headed straight to Huaihua Hutong.

The carriage stopped, and a young man in white walked towards the depths of Huaihua Hutong with his hands behind his back.

Fu Yuan felt a little more emotional when revisiting the old place. Since he left the capital last year, he has not been back for more than a year.

In front of Chen Ce's courtyard, Chen Ce was coming back from buying vegetables.

Seeing Fu Yuan standing in front of the door, he was stunned and asked in astonishment: "Why did you come to the capital?"

Fu Yuan looked at Chen Ce and said with a smile: "You are still the same as before, it seems that there is no change."

"Well, it's just that the death energy is getting heavier. How long can it live?"

Chen Ce smiled, did not answer his boring question, and invited him to come into the courtyard and sit down.

Fu Yuan clapped his hands, and a group of servants came in, carrying a lot of gold, silver, treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and rare books and calligraphy. They were worth a lot!
Chen Ce looked at him puzzledly and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yuan said: "Thank you for your help. The Fu family has come out of the crisis."

Chen Ce nodded and said, "You're welcome."

After a pause, he said, "You wouldn't be so bored as to come to the capital just to thank me."

Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Of course!"

"Chen Chunjian! What on earth are you planning?"

Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Ce, "I've thought about it for a long time, but I can't figure it out!"

"It keeps me up at night and it's very painful because I don't know what you want to do."

Chen Ce: “Ah?”

"what does it mean?"

Fu Yuan said: "You gave me a textile machine for free. You know better than anyone how powerful this textile machine is."

"When you gave it to me, you had no intentions and didn't ask for anything in return."

"I thought you were aloof and just wanted to thank me for the two gifts I gave you when I left the capital."

“But later I found out I was wrong.”

"You have started to sell textile machines on a large scale in the capital again. This shows that you don't want my Fu family to dominate Jiangxi at all!"

Chen Ce said, "Is it possible that I also want to make some money?"

Fu Yuan angrily said, "You treat me like a child? Am I that stupid?"

"You want to make money? All you have to do is put forward a condition. I can give you half or even more of the profits of my Fu family in the textile industry. Isn't this more profitable than selling textile machines?"

"Now that so many textile machines have been introduced in Gyeonggi, it won't be long before my Fu family will have no advantage at all. I don't understand what you are going to do or what you are calculating!"

Chen Ce sighed and said to Fu Yuan: "You really think too much of me. I really haven't thought about it that much."

"It was my mistake. I didn't expect it would have such a serious business impact on your Fu family."

"Let's go to the southeast."

Fu Yuan: "Hmm? What do you mean?"

Chen Ce said: "Hangzhou, Suzhou, Ningbo, Haiyan... textile machines have not been introduced to those places yet. If you take advantage of the time difference and go to the southeast now, you may be able to gain a foothold in the southeast. I think you will definitely make more money there than in Jiangxi!"

Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "You did this on purpose, just to drive me to the southeast?"

Chen Ce shrugged helplessly and said, "Forget it. It's for your own good. In case your family's business fails, you will want to commit suicide again. Don't write to me then. I'm not your father, and I don't have to coax you every day."

"Besides, I'm not a god. I don't have to calculate everything I do. How can I be that boring?"

Fu Yuan still looked at Chen Ce in disbelief.

Chen Ce said calmly: "The longer you delay in the capital, the more opportunities you will lose."

Fu Yuan thought for a long time, then stood up and left with his hands behind his back.

Chen Ce asked, "Do you want to have a meal before leaving?"

Fu Yuan ignored Chen Ce and walked out of Chen Ce's courtyard.

Looking at his departing back, Chen Ce murmured, "I knew you would come to see me."

"I'm sorry, I have plotted against you again. Yes, I want you to go to the southeast because only you can stir up the smuggling storm in the southeast!"

(End of this chapter)