Daming: It Costs a Hundred Taels to Enter the Door, Old Zhuma

Zhu Yuanzhang went to Qinghe County incognito. He only wanted to find his ancestors and observe the people's sentiments, but unexpectedly saw a completely different Ming Dynasty. The official roads elsewhere are broken down when it rains, but here cars and horses can move freely. Farmers elsewhere rely on the sky for their livelihood, but here there are water canals and fertile fields. Merchants elsewhere are afraid of official duties, but here the rules restrict both merchants and government officials. People elsewhere just want to survive, but people here can go to the night market, listen to books, and watch the lights with their children after a busy day. The person who created all of this was not an important minister in the court, but a seventh-grade county magistrate in his twenties, Chen Meng. What he built was never just a road, but the lifeline for the movement of goods in a county; what he built was not just a workshop, but a way for the landless people to stay in their hometown. When a life happened in the gambling house, everyone was waiting for him to kill and shut down the shop, but he opened the account books and found out from 10 taels of gambling debt to 80 taels of traps, and completely uncovered the cannibalism rules behind a murder case. Zhu Yuanzhang discovered for the first time that governing the world may be more than just control and punishment. What Chen Meng was thinking about was how to make every rule work on its own and make every ordinary person look forward to tomorrow. But just when Zhu Yuanzhang was about to reuse him, a clear price tag was placed in front of the Chen Mansion. Talking about business, one hundred taels. Please help me, two hundred taels. Looking at the glazed tiles and strange objects everywhere in the mansion, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly became murderous. Could it be that a genius who governs the world and a huge corrupt man are the same person?