The civil officials who had obtained Zhu You's power to divide the division shouted in unison, "Your Majesty Shengming! Long live Your Majesty! ”

Then they walked out of the Qianqing Palace one by one with their heads held high, their steps light.

There is even more sentimental old master, with tears in his eyes, feeling that the Holy Son of Heaven is in place, and the spring of the scholar is coming.

Outside, the autumn is crisp and sunny, and this Daming has a new atmosphere.

Zhu Youzhen stood on the platform in front of the Qianqing Palace, looking at these excited courtiers, feeling that he had done nothing, didn't he just send them some work, and he actually got such a high evaluation from them.

This emperor is cool, it feels good to be licked by others.

In the excitement of the ministers, several auxiliary ministers of the cabinet went to the cabinet office in the Wenhua Palace, ready to run an errand for the new emperor.

After a few other people left the Qianqing Palace, they quietly came to the Yangxin Palace in the east.

"Your Majesty said about the fire in the Hongde Hall at the court meeting?"

Wei Zhongxian, who had a little white hair on his head, was sitting on the futon at the moment, turning a string of ebony Buddha beads.

The fragrance in front of him is curling, and it looks a little dusty.

Cui Chengxiu and several other civil officials nodded yes on the side.

"Does Your Majesty suspect that someone set the fire?"

"I didn't say this, I just said that there was a fire in the dormitory, the impact is too great, and it needs to be strictly investigated, it seems that Your Majesty is a little afraid."

"What's the reaction of the courtiers?"

"There was no reaction, it was later that Li Guopu proposed to let the queen enter the palace."

"This is an upright, this is sending cronies to the emperor to the palace."

"Chitose, should we stop it?"

"Can't stop it, this is a conspiracy, there is no reason in the world that the emperor is in the palace and the queen is outside the palace."

Wei Zhongxian's tone was a little depressed, since he didn't burn Zhu Youzhen last time, Father-in-law Wei felt that some of the general trend had gone, and the destiny was not on his side, and he was thinking about whether he wanted to retire early.

"Chitose, there's one more important thing."

Zuodu Governor Tian Ergeng looked at Gonggong Wei who looked wantless and wantless, and he was a little anxious.

"What's the matter?"

"Chitose, at the court meeting, the ministers reported a few important matters, and then His Majesty asked the cabinet to draft a charter and directly submit it to him for approval."

"Didn't you mention our celebrant?"

Wei Zhongxian was a little surprised, thinking that Zhu Youzhen was really fast, he was going to take over power on the first day of ascending the throne, and he was thinking about killing the donkey before he unloaded the mill.

"Your Majesty is determined to be the Son of Heaven, those civil officials are probably happy, right?"

Cui Chengxiu and Tian Ergeng nodded when they heard this.

"Your Majesty, you haven't learned the essence of the emperor, without the help of our family, those civil officials will set him up sooner or later."

Wei Zhongxian stopped turning the beads, and then slowly got up.

"I heard that when he ascended the throne yesterday, there was a vision in heaven, and the heavens warned that the king should turn against himself, be virtuous, comfort the world, and do not persecute too much."

Subsequently, Wei Zhongxian and the others began to plot.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen did not have the consciousness of being a saint at all, and after taking off his lenient regular clothes, he was lying on the bed eating chicken feet and drinking beer.

Zhu Youzhen, who returned to the dormitory, went to the ship again just now and found a container of mysterious food from the East.

He hasn't eaten lo-mei and spicy flavors for a long time, and he is feasting on it regardless of his image at the moment.

The Son of Heaven, what is the Son of Heaven, a fool is the Son of Heaven, isn't it fragrant to let these civil officials work for him.

Some people rush to work for themselves, and they don't need to use it in vain, and they use it in vain.

What, for fear of being seized of power, it doesn't exist, Zhu Youzhen, who had just transferred the arms container on the ship, was bursting with self-confidence.

For courtiers who want to seize power, he has a hundred ways to kill him.

My buddy used to be an old fritter who was not afraid of boiling water in the office, and no one dared to bully him when he was a small clerk.

Now he has become the emperor, the most handsome man in the Ming Dynasty, and he also owns a modern ocean-going giant ship.

Eunuchs and civil officials dare to bully themselves to try, but if they don't take the initiative to bully them, they give them face.

Zhu Youzhen thought wantonly, the more he thought about it, the happier he became, and then the chicken feet and duck necks on the table quickly entered his stomach.

Take advantage of the fact that your daughter-in-law didn't come, eat more by yourself, and it is estimated that there will not be much of this happy single time in the future.

In the afternoon, Zhu Youzhen met with several auxiliary ministers of the cabinet, and then the good mood of the morning was fleeting.

There is no money in the household department!

Zhu Youzhen, who was often disturbed by money in his previous life, didn't expect that after becoming an emperor, he would have to worry about money.

Zhu Youxiao, a short-lived ghost, left himself less than a million taels of silver.

And there is still a coffin book for him to build a mausoleum.

According to Li Guopu, if you save a little bit of it, it will almost cost seven or eight hundred thousand taels, and the rest will not be much.

After Zhu You finished listening, he almost blew his lungs.

Co-authored Zhu Youxiao is stuck with the money left by his own cemetery fund, and he really doesn't want to let himself be exposed to him at all.

Angry is angry, and life has to be lived.

There is no money in the Taicang Treasury of the Household Department, so it can only be borrowed from other places.

Fortunately, these cabinet ministers are not bad, after a morning of tossing and turning, from the Ministry of Industry, Guanglu Temple, Shuntianfu raised hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, the household department more or less scraped together another 100,000 taels, and finally able to overcome the current difficulties.

Zhu Youzhen dissipated his anger, lifted his pen and wrote a few words on Zaifu's fold tremblingly.

"Quasi-performance, according to this charter."

Shoufu Huang Liji took the fold after the batch of red, and was a little excited.

For many years, this was the first time that a major event at the imperial court had not been attended by eunuchs.

"How much can Daming pay in a year?"

However, Zhu Youzhen did not have time to pay attention to the excitement of the cabinet ministers, and after approving the money, and then removing the money given to Zhu Youxiao to repair the mausoleum, the household department basically had no money.

In such a big country, there is no money in the treasury, which is a very big problem.

In the previous life, even if the budget was too small, many tasks could not be carried out normally.

"Back to Your Majesty, our Ming Dynasty's taxes are mainly divided into field taxes and commercial taxes."

Seeing that Zhu Youzhen began to care about the issue of taxation, Huang Liji put away his excitement and began to solemnly introduce the issue of taxation to the new emperor.

"Among them, the field endowment is divided into: summer endowment, autumn endowment and other additional taxes, of which the summer endowment is about 3 million taels of silver, the autumn endowment is more than 1 million taels, and the other additional taxes are more than 3 million taels of silver."

Zhu Youzhen nodded when he heard this, he understood the field and business taxes, that is, agricultural taxes and commercial taxes.

He also understands the summer and autumn harvests of Tian Fu, that is, the summer harvest and the autumn harvest, and in the south of this era, it is also common to harvest two seasons a year.

When Zhu Youzhen was young in his previous life, after the summer harvest and autumn harvest, he followed his father to the county grain office to pay the public grain, which he was very familiar with.

But what other additional taxes are, and depending on the amount, is also an important source of income for the imperial court.

"What are the other additional taxes?"

"Back to Your Majesty, in recent years, the border troubles of the imperial court have become more and more intense, and the military salary has been spent a lot, so it can only be temporarily leved."

"Against whom?"

"It's mainly Tian Fu."

The peasants of the Ming Dynasty were bitter, no wonder the peasant uprisings continued at the end of the Ming Dynasty, although the normal taxes were not heavy, but the levy was too much, coupled with land annexation, it was strange not to create the old Zhu family.

Zhu Youzhen's face was pale, but he didn't comment in vain, nodded, and motioned for Huang Liji to continue.

"Back to Your Majesty, the commercial tax is levied on a monthly basis, mainly city tax and customs duties, which is almost more than 500,000 taels a year."

Seeing that Zhu Youzhen was a little puzzled, Huang Liji explained again.

"The city tax is mainly a tax on market transactions, and the tariff is mainly a tax levied on local banknotes, which is levied on passers-by."

Zhu Youzhen somewhat understood that the city tax was similar to the deed tax or stamp duty on bulk commodity transactions in later generations, and the tariff was similar to the customs duty in international trade in later generations.

"Is there such a small amount of business tax?"

Zhu Youzhen, who came from later generations, was a little surprised.

Although he knew that the ancient feudal society was mostly heavy on agriculture and suppressed commerce, and he had heard of the low commercial tax in the Ming Dynasty, he really did not expect that the commercial tax would be so small, which was one-tenth of the agricultural tax.

That's a little too little.

In later generations, the bulk of the taxes of various countries were industrial and commercial taxes, and agricultural taxes were basically abolished, and even in order to subsidize agriculture and stabilize grain production, countries would also issue certain subsidies for grain planting.

Could it be that the industry and commerce of the Ming Dynasty were underdeveloped?

I remember that when I was studying history, wasn't there already a germ of capitalism at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and it is said that industry and commerce should have a certain basis for taxation.

In the future, I will have to go out of the palace to see what is going on in this era and see if there is a basis for taxation.

No farming, no stability, no work, no wealth.

Zhu Youzhen thought of this, and his face became more and more heavy.

Seeing Zhu Youzhen's gloomy face, Huang Liji thought that he was worried about the serious deficit of Taicang's treasury.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to worry too much, Xia Fu from all over the country will arrive in the capital immediately, and it will definitely be able to alleviate one or two."

Zhu Youzhen smiled when he heard this, and then remained silent.

It seems that the cabinet ministers are not aware of the problem of low business taxes.

After generally understanding the financial situation of the Ming Dynasty, the sun was already setting in the west, and Zhu Youzhen did not have the consciousness to leave the cabinet ministers to eat, and then drove them to Wenyuan Pavilion to work overtime.

"We should pay close attention to the mobilization of materials and allocate funds for disaster relief in Shandong, and the military salaries should also be distributed to the sergeants as soon as possible."

Zhu Youzhen knew that it would be good if half of the money paid for disaster relief could reach the victims and sergeants.

But at this stage, he has just ascended the throne, and his eyes are black, and there is no basis for rectifying the rule of officials, and there are no available people at hand, so let's maintain the status quo for the time being.

Hey, Servant!

Zhu Youzhen has another headache.