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Yan Song is more than sixty years old as the first assistant, and now it has been more than ten years, don't look at his old age, but he is getting older and hotter. Since beating Xu Jie, in the past six months, Xu Jie's more and more deferential, especially since entering the cabinet, Xu Jie's never argued with himself, everything is based on his own horse, which makes the cabinet his own words, Donglou deliberately tried to be rude to Xu Jie, Xu Jie's was not angry, and he also married his niece to Donglou as a concubine, which also made Yan Song more and more relieved, and all stopped beating and moving Xu Jie.

But despite this, Yan Song was still a little wary of Xu Jie.

The reason is simple.

Xia Yan is Xu Jie's teacher, and the two are also teachers and friends, and they have a good relationship, and Xia Yan also recommended Xu Jie.

And Xia Yan was killed by himself and Lu Bing joining forces to fight and kill.

Therefore, Yan Song took the opportunity of the Jiajing Emperor's court to discuss it, and tested Xu Jie's reaction again, to see Xu Jie's reaction.

Xu Jie, as always, was as obedient as ever, and his answer was also cooperating with himself, which made Yan Song very satisfied, and he let go of Xu Jie's vigilance a little more.

What Xu Jie said is very reasonable, the treasury is empty, why is it empty, how is it empty, no one has more say than the household department, so everyone turned their attention to Sun Yingkui, the secretary of the household department.

Including Emperor Jiajing, who was on the dragon chair, closed his eyes and recuperated, he also opened the dragon's eyes, and his eyes fell on Sun Yingkui.

In the face of Xu Jie's question, Sun Yingkui, who was in the center of his sight, was not surprised at all, and calmly stepped forward to Emperor Jiajing on the dragon chair and the three pavilion elders under the hall, and then took out the Taicang income and expenditure entries listed when he took them out of his sleeve, and told them reasonably: "Qi Qi Sheng, as well as all the ministers, since I entered Kyoto to the present, the total annual income of Taicang is more than 5 million taels of silver, in addition to the regular tax, additional tax, and surplus salt, and there are more than 4 million taels of miscellaneous taxes collected in other places. Among them, this year's Taicang cashier is more than 2 million taels. In terms of expenditure, in addition to the 2.8 million taels in the Zhubian provinces, there will be an increase of more than 2.45 million taels, and more than 8 million taels will be spent on repairing the border gates and revitalizing the economy. Because the border situation is particularly evil, and the cost of all sides needs to increase to more than 6 million, Taicang is empty, which is really the truth. ”

After Sun Yingkui finished speaking, there was a discussion in the hall, obviously, the truth in Taicang was worse than everyone expected.

"It's so much ...... to cost"

"The deficit is so big......"

"Taicang's income this year is more than 2 million taels, and it can't make ends meet......"

......

Zhu Ping'an learned about the tax situation of the Ming Dynasty in modern times, but after hearing a more accurate situation from Sun Yingkui, he was even more shocked.

Of course, Sun Yingkui is talking about the Taicang silver warehouse, which is for storing silver, and there is another granary for the collected grain.

Emperor Jiajing on the dragon chair couldn't help frowning after listening to Sun Yingkui's reply, Taicang cost so much, which made Emperor Jiajing, who was already suspicious, more suspicious in his heart, suspected that there was infringement and counterfeiting, but Emperor Jiajing did not speak, he was good at scheming, he just squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at everyone.

"Taicang is my Daming money bag, and the household department is the housekeeper of the money bag, and now the money bag is deflated, does Sun Shangshu have a good plan?" Yan Song's gaze swept over everyone and fell on Sun Yingkui, and asked slowly.

"The lower official suggested that the levy be increased. Judging from the past tax situation in various places, the northern provinces, as well as Guangxi and Guizhou, forget it, these places do not produce much grain, and other places can be levied according to the rich and poor land, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a proverb that 'Taihu Lake is ripe, the world is full', and these grain-producing lands can be apportioned more. According to the preliminary estimate of the lower officials, in this way, there will be more than 1.5 million taels of silver per year. Sun Yingkui replied.

Raise taxes?

When Zhu Ping'an heard this, his brows tightened, and the impact on Sun Yingkui suddenly became bad.

Jiangnan is being ravaged by the Japanese invaders, and you have to pay more taxes!

Originally, there were many Ming people among the Japanese pirates, and if they were to levy additional taxes on Jiangnan now, wouldn't they force some peasants who couldn't survive to take risks to join the ranks of the Japanese pirates!

Isn't this the government forcing the people to rebel?

Don't you think that the Jiangnan Japanese are not chaotic enough, and if you are taxing Jiangnan, isn't it adding fuel to the fire of the Jiangnan Japanese people?

Fling away a sprat to catch a herring!

This is Zhu Ping'an's opinion on Sun Yingkui's suggestion, it seems that everyone's eyes are bright, although Sun Yingkui's talent has not diminished back then, but the original Gao Feng Liang Festival has long been gone, only Gou and Seek Peace, go with the flow.

"Sun Shangshu said this, forgive the officials for not agreeing." At this time, an imperial historian stood up and said impassionedly.

can see the shortcomings of Sun Yingkui's suggestion, and dare to stand up, Zhu Ping'an praised him in his heart.

However, in the next second, Zhu Ping'an was messy, and the corners of his mouth trembled a little.

"As the saying goes, it is not a small number but an uneven situation. The northern provinces, as well as Guangxi and Guizhou, do not levy additional taxes, while the southern part of the Yangtze River is assessed and paid as much as the Taihu Lake. In this way, if it is not evenly shared, all provinces in the world will be equally leved. Yushi who came forward continued.

"Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, Guo Yushi's family is the Taihu clan of Wudi in Jiangnan. Guo Yushi said that I was unfair, I think what Guo Yushi said about equal sharing is false, and the reduction of taxes for his hometown is true......"

Sun Yingkui smiled slightly, and while defending himself, he mocked Guo Yushi.

"You, bloody mouth spews people......" Guo Yushi's face was red.

Then the officials who were good friends with the two sides also stood up and spoke for them, and for a while, everyone at the court meeting held their own opinions and argued.

Ay......

Zhu Ping'an listened to the meeting, and was speechless about the court's tearing, and the officials were more distracted than modern Internet celebrities.

Zhu Ping'an belongs to the supernumerary observers of the court meeting, the position is very far away, and he is distracted or something, if he doesn't pay special attention, he can't find it at all.

About two minutes later, Zhu Ping'an's distracted gaze fell on a pillar of a large hall not far away, and found a line of inscriptions on it, which had been a long time, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find it.

Zhu Ping'an's eyes were much better than ordinary people, and he squinted his eyes slightly, and saw the inscription on the pillar clearly: "Xu Jie, villain, never use."

Zhu Ping'an suddenly became energetic.

This line of font is very similar to the font on the note that Emperor Jiajing handed to him, a little greener, but basically the same, obviously, the inscription on this pillar is the handwriting of Emperor Jiajing when he was young.

The font is hooked, and the ups and downs are violent.

From the font, it seems that you can see the scene when Emperor Jiajing was angry and struggling to write and engrave these eight words.