Judging from Chen Han's actions, the fool also knows that Taifu Temple is very fat, and it is so fat, the question is a yamen who breeds horses, where can he make so much money?

Won't it be selling horse manure to manure the fields? Or did they resell the horses?

Wang Yue thought for a moment, he didn't have time to guess the riddle, but if he didn't know the details, it would affect the next action, and Tang Yin had already gone to ask for the holy decree, so he couldn't make a squib!

Wang Yue thought about it, so he had to ask the old-timers.

A two-inch-wide note was sent to the Tianguan Mansion.

At this moment, Yang Yiqing is sitting under the grape trellis, tasting Pu'er in Yunnan, and he is content.

The old man didn't lie to Wang Yue, he played it all for real.

It's just that he still hasn't said half of what he said.

Yang Yiqing knew that it was difficult for him to enter the cabinet, not because he was weak, but because his strength was too strong.

Whether it is qualifications, intelligence, or the forces behind him, they are all top-notch, and the civil officials are afraid of Wang Yangming as much as they are afraid of Yang Yiqing.

Under such conditions, even the Son of Heaven may not dare to let Yang Yiqing enter the cabinet.

In this case, there is only one way, to hand over the power.

Handed over to others, Lao Yang is not at ease.

But Wang Yue is still a bit of a bottom, give him meat to eat, he won't slap himself in the face. At least it's much better than the other black-hearted old ghosts.

Cultivating Wang Yue, and being able to spend his old age in peace, a good thing that kills two birds with one stone, how could Yang Yiqing refuse!

"Don't care how shrewd your kid is, you can't fight the old man! This is the high and low! ”

Yang Yiqing was sipping tea, humming a little song, there was no one around him, and his old man wanted to enjoy the happiness that only belonged to him!

"Master, master!"

The butler exhaled and panted and ran over.

Yang Yiqing was so angry that he slammed the best purple sand cup on the table and roared angrily: "What's the matter? Need to scream? ”

The housekeeper hurriedly said bitterly: "Big deal, yes, it's Xiao Wang's business!" For other things, the little ones don't dare to disturb your old age. ”

Wang Yue!

Yang Yiqing stretched out his hand to take the note, and quickly read it, the content on it was also very simple, that is, to ask the details of the Taifu Temple. Yang Yiqing groaned slightly, and suddenly his eyes went dark!

Broken!

Something is wrong!

The old man was so anxious that he jumped up, but his eyes were so black that he almost fell. The housekeeper was frightened and hurriedly helped, "Master, are you okay?" ”

"What's all right? Fast! ”

The housekeeper nodded, "The little one will go to the Imperial Doctor......"

"Find a fart doctor, help me to the study, hurry up! It's too late. ”

Yang Yiqing hurried to the study and gasped.

In such a short period of time, he had already figured out what was going on.

Taifu Temple, it's a bottomless pit...... How many people are pitted, anyway, from the generals of the nine sides to the nine ministers of the cabinet, no one can run.

Yang Yiqing can't figure it out now, how did that stinky boy touch Taifu Temple, and who told him?

Will he claim that the old man did it?

Yang Yiqing knew Wang Yue's insidiousness too well, and it was not surprising that this little cub deducted a basin for himself. If that's the case, I'll have no place to die.

Yang Yiqing didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his thoughts. Because this thing is really too big, and the outbreak is too sudden, no one notices, why did it come suddenly?

The current Taifu Siqing is a scholar, very wasteful, and the real person in charge is Chen Han...... Chen Han!

Yang Yiqing's head grew a few times larger.

This product is not Kejia Zhengdao, and he has not been trained outside, he is completely relying on the grace of his father Chen Jin to enter the office, and he has always been a fictitious position, just after Chen Jin Zhishi, he was promoted to the Shaoqing of Taifu Temple.

Chen Jin!

This is another person who gives Yang Yiqing a headache. The old man is almost eighty years old this year, and his seniority is older than Yang Yiqing, when he was the governor of Gansu, he was the secretary of the military department, and he was his top boss.

After Chen Jin Zhishi, he also wrote to him, begging to take care of his son Chen Han.

And Chen Han also treated Yang Yiqing with the attitude of treating his uncle.

In this way, if it weren't for Wang Yue's move, if it was replaced by anyone, Yang Yiqing would have to protect Chen Han.

But it was Wang Yue who made a move!

It's after he made a bloody investment again!

Isn't that fatal?

It is no longer possible for Yang Yiqing to turn against Wang Yue, but Chen Han ...... Oops, why am I so unlucky!

Yang Yiqing pondered for a moment, and time did not allow him to hesitate. The old man grabbed the brush with his left hand, thought for a long time, and wrote down four words: "Nanma folds silver".

After finishing writing, Yang Yiqing called a confidant and hurriedly sent it to Wang Yue, and then the old man trembled and went under the grape trellis...... Yang Tianguan suffered a sudden stroke and his life was in danger.

Yang Yiqing fell ill, and the news quickly spread to the palace.

Zhu Houxi had just given his will, and was about to continue to inquire about the Taifu Temple, when Yang Yiqing had an accident again.

"Is this a crime this year?"

Zhu Houxi thought about it for a long time, but still asked Huang Jin to take the medicine, together with the two imperial doctors, to take a look at Yang Yiqing and see how the boss was.

As soon as Huang Jin left, Lu Bing came.

It's lively, and the palace has become a marquee.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Bing leaned into Zhu Houxi's ear and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Lord Wang is tracking down the accounts of the Taifu Temple, and he found that there is a silver mountain in the Taifu Temple!" ”

"Silvermountain? How many can there be? ”

Lu Bing stretched out a finger, and Zhu Houxi was shocked, "What?" A group of horse breeders, there are a million taels? ”

Lu Bing cried, "It's not one million taels, it's ten million taels!" ”

"What?"

Zhu Houxi asked three times in a row, and got the same answer.

His Majesty the Emperor turned around and ran straight out of the palace!

Zhu Houxi couldn't imagine at all, how much is 10 million two sessions!

That's a lot!

You must know that the annual income of Taicang in the Ming Dynasty was converted into silver, which was only four or five million taels, and as far as he knew, the silver stored in Taicang at most was only about five million taels.

When he ascended the throne, Taicang not only had no money, but also owed a lot of foreign debts.

10 million taels, more than two years of annual income!

What's especially terrifying is that this 10 million taels is still real silver!

Silver!

Zhu Houxi's eyes were already glowing.

He really needs the money.

The old lady Jiang and the old grandmother Shao have already found several concubines for him.

Although there are many emperor's women, the first big wedding in his life is still the most important etiquette, even more than the enthronement ceremony.

When Zhu Houzhao got married, he didn't spend much money, only five million taels!

You can't lose to your cousin!

But the question is, how can the Ming Dynasty have five million taels for him to squander?

Just when Zhu Houxi was so worried that he lost his hair, Wang Yue suddenly sent a gift package of 10 million taels, Zhu Houxi's excitement can be imagined!

He took Lu Bing, flew like a fly, and rushed to the Taifu Temple.

At this moment, Wang Yue is facing a dazzling array of account books, and his five bodies are on the ground.

Where is this Taifu Temple that raises horses for the imperial court!

It's simply the largest loan bank in the capital!

Since it is a money bank, it must have a source of capital...... Where did all this money come from?

It's very simple, the mystery of everything lies in Yang Yiqing's four words.

Everyone knows that in the era of cold weapons, the most important strategic resource is war horses.

Whoever masters the horses will master the cavalry, and whoever has the cavalry will be able to run rampant in the world.

As Zhu Yuanzhang, who fought his way out of the country with a sword, from the beginning of the founding of the country, he attached great importance to horse politics, set up horse farms in various places, and raised war horses.

For decades, the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty maintained a fairly strong combat effectiveness.

But since Zhu Di, the emperor has become less and less serious about horse politics, and due to climate reasons, the horse farms in the south cannot raise good horses...... At this time, the genius civil official stood up, and since the war horse was not qualified, he simply did not want the war horse, and changed it to levy silver taels.

The court has silver, but are you afraid that you won't be able to sell war horses?

This logic is very godly, God is God, even after a few hundred years, some people say the same thing, why should you keep the red line of arable land, and you can go to the market to buy food if you are short of food! Will there be a shortage of food if you have money?

Obviously, this kind of thinking will encounter a problem, that is, what if people don't sell?

Is there anything that money can't sell? Isn't money everything?

I'm sorry, but in terms of strategic materials, no amount of money will work.

The war horses that the Ming Dynasty needed, the Ming Dynasty's enemies Mongolia had the most.

Will people unconditionally satisfy the appetite of the Ming army?

In recent decades, the Ming army could only shrink in the pier, looking at the Mongols who came and went like flying from afar, and sighed.

However, these things are not what the Taifu Temple needs to care about, on the contrary, they are simply happy, a lot of silver is stored in the Taifu Temple, and the opportunity to make a fortune has finally come!

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