Chapter Eighty-Nine: Food Prices (Ask for Recommendation Votes!) )
"Shoushan Customs..."
"Shening, Jinfang Line..."
"Yuan Chonghuan..."
"Gaudí..."
After a series of secret edicts, Zhu Youxiao opened the piled up notebook on the imperial case, repeating a few words in his mouth, and then there was a long silence.
At this time, Gu Bingqian and Wang Zaijin in Xinuan Pavilion were the most active.
Gu Bingqian didn't want to speak, he didn't know what to say, for him, not speaking was the best choice.
He was born as a Jinshi, but he relied on clinging to the Wei Party to ascend to the throne, and now it is a dispute between the Wei Party and Donglin, and the emperor obviously does not want to support either side.
Supporting the Wei Party will cause the emperor to be dissatisfied, and if he does not support the Wei Party, he will be dissatisfied with Wei Zhongxian, no matter which one he wants, it is not what he wants to see.
But Wang Zaijin is different, he was born in Donglin, and he relied on the emperor's promotion to have the status of today's Xinuan Pavilion on duty.
After being silent for a long time, he took the lead and said:
"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the homeland of Liao and Shen for hundreds of miles cannot be abandoned, and the nine temples are safe, and they cannot be tied to the mountains and seas separated by a wall."
Zhu Youxiao's gaze swept over the two ministers in the Xinuan Pavilion, and said lightly: "Then according to your meaning, how should I decide the current dispute between the court and the central government?" ”
Now that we have stood up, we must persevere to the end.
Wang Zaijin said: "Back to the emperor, the Liaoshen war has developed to such a point today, and it is impossible to give up at will, and Xiong Tingbi should still be appointed, and the command flag and token should be given to the important power." ”
"Flags of Order, tokens?" Hearing this, Gu Bingqian was startled, got up and said:
"That's the thing that the governor has a lot of power, that is, Hong Chengchou, the governor of Liaodong, and he didn't have a banner when he took office."
"Xiong Tingbi has a command flag and tokens, and it can be said that it is the same in Liaodong."
"The minister's meaning is that he can do whatever he says." While speaking, Wang Zaijin secretly coveted Shangrong, and found that the emperor's complexion had changed slightly, so he became even more bold and said:
"Not only that, the emperor wants to transfer the soldiers and horses of Datong Border Town to Liaoyang, so as to help Xiong Tingbi and issue silver, so that he will have no worries when he rebuilds Shenyang Jiancheng and recovers Fushun."
Zhu Youxiao nodded and suddenly sneered.
"Princes of Gongon, whenever I have an edict, I will say, 'Rong Fuchen will be judged', or I will pay attention to the government, which really annoys me."
"Whenever now, when the country is wrecked and humiliated, they think about it again and let me be arbitrary! to decide..."
"These people are really good Hanlin and good bachelors!"
"Passing the decree, Liaodong Jingluo Xiong Tingbi, the young master of the Jin Prince, the governor of Liao, Shen, Ning, and Jin military affairs, give orders to the flag, tokens, and the power of important matters."
"300,000 taels of silver, 100,000 stone of military rations."
"As for Sun Chengzong's request, set up the Ning and Jin defense lines, and send internal funds to expand the armament, and send me back!"
"If you say anything about giving up Liao and Shen, retreating to Shanhaiguan and demagoguery, behead!"
Wang Zaijin and Gu Bingqian hurriedly echoed: "Your Majesty Shengming!" ”
After that, Zhu Youxiao turned his head and said again: "The internal silver is sent directly from the Xinuan Pavilion to Liaoyang, and the military department is not allowed to ask." ”
"The matter of Jingcha, there should be a result in the near future, and it will also be handed over to Xinuan Pavilion, Wang Zaijin is in charge, and the officials are not allowed to ask."
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Recently, the controversy over Shanhai and Ning Jin seems to have calmed down because of the emperor's statement, but the ministers of various ministries and courts of the foreign dynasty are still like fire and water, attacking each other.
At nightfall, Zhu Youxiao held a night banquet in the Maoqin Palace.
Wei Zhongxian had important things to do, and he also knew that if the emperor was in a sober state, rumors would spread in the capital, and those scholars would not let go of this opportunity.
On a whim, he wore a beautiful Gong'e wearing a pomegranate skirt, a goose yellow cardigan, and a water-colored cape, and pulled up a green silk high, interspersed with beads and emeralds, and decorated it into a charming woman.
As soon as this palace lady attended, it attracted the "slightly drunk" emperor's side eyes.
Wei Zhongxian smiled when he saw Gong E sitting next to the emperor smoothly, and he could clearly read the disdain and ridicule on the faces of others from the corner of his eye.
But who is he, in order to achieve his goal, he doesn't care about these face issues at all.
Remembering these people silently in his heart, Wei Zhongxian stepped forward to persuade him to drink, and after three rounds of drinking, he smiled again:
"Your Majesty, the Metropolitan Supervisor's Mansion Mine Supervisor has returned to Beijing, saying that the mining in various places is going well, but there are some large families and powerful families who have mineral veins in the courtyard but are unwilling to let the Metropolitan Eunuch's Mansion open mines..."
Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao's smile froze slightly, and then he drank the glass of wine in his hand and said:
"Who, who dares to occupy the veins of the country?"
"To me... Tax me! To my inner hand! As he spoke, Zhu Youxiao pillowed on Nagong E's lap in a daze.
Wei Zhongxian was not without surprise, he had already guessed the meaning of the emperor's capital prison.
If the purpose of the military supervision is to make it convenient for generals like Mao Wenlong in various places, then the mine supervision is an opportunity for the royal family to collect taxes from the wealthy and set up various names.
For example, there are ore veins in the courtyard of a so-called large household, and I don't know if there are ore veins, anyway, this household must have a lot of money.
In such a situation, it is necessary to collect taxes in a targeted manner, and it can be said that there is a mineral vein under the yard of his house, and the children of the household are forced to move out.
If you don't want to move, you have to look at the strength of the "filial piety" of the silver.
Anyway, in the end, the mine supervisors of the Metropolitan Prison Office took one percent, Wei Zhongxian and others took three percent, and the remaining sixty percent were all included in the emperor's internal funds.
Wei Zhongxian was also staring at it with a gloomy face, not letting the people below be greedy too much, but also turning a blind eye and letting them take a little.
If you want a horse to run, you have to give it grass.
Naturally, customs duties, mining taxes, these taxes that have changed in the Apocalypse Dynasty, the treasury cannot go, once the treasury is gone, these taxes and silver will basically be divided up by the civil officials of foreign dynasties.
These civil officials of foreign dynasties are ruthless when they spray people, all of them are sanctimonious hypocrites, and they are quick to pick up money.
Wei Zhongxian looked at Zhu Youxiao, and knew in his heart that the current emperor, don't look like he is drunk, in fact, he is more shrewd than himself!
This is a clever name to make money for the royal family, how can it not be accurate?
"Your Majesty, you're drunk." Wei Zhongxian smiled slightly and said.
"Nonsense!" Zhu Youxiao sat up from between Gong E's legs, widened his eyes and said, "I'm not drunk, I'm in a very good situation!" ”
Looking at the emperor's appearance, Wei Zhongxian was so impressed in his heart that he threw himself to the ground.
In fact, in his opinion, the genius of the Metropolitan Supervisor and the Superintendent is that the original idle tax collection is integrated.
You must know that although Emperor Shenzong also collected mining taxes during the Wanli Dynasty, he always collected as he pleased, and he let the eunuchs around him become mine supervisors.
The eunuchs could collect as they wanted, and there was no clear constraint at all.
But what about this one now?
First, a superintendent was set up to collect customs duties from all parts of the canal, and a metropolitan superintendent office was set up to deal with the restoration of mining taxes in the Gyeonggi area.
The tax was raised, but the court was not chaotic at all, because of these two yamen.
Moreover, these two yamen, one is currently in charge of Jinyiwei, and the other is directly under the emperor, and even he, Wei Zhongxian, can't interfere.
Even if there are Jinyi guards and the emperor staring, the people below will still be greedy, but they know who they are doing things for, and the big head will still be left to the palace.
As long as the greed is not excessive, the emperor has no intention of doing anything, and Jinyiwei will turn a blind eye and come over like this.
After a while, Wei Zhongxian said with a smile:
"Your Majesty, it is said everywhere that tariffs have increased, and there have been changes in Jiangnan and other places, and the slave maid's Dongchang found that the grain prices in Suzhou, Changshu and other places... It's coming up. ”
Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he sneered: "What, is this someone driving up food prices in an attempt to resist taxes?" ”