In the upper study of the Imperial Palace of Bianliang City, Zhao Hao still stayed in the upper study as usual, carefully observing the situation of the country from the folds, and dealing with the problems that seemed to never end. More than ten years since he ascended the throne, he seems to have become the most honorable prisoner of the country, and he can't go there, and there is never enough time.

There were doubts and confusions, but Zhao Hao knew that he didn't have the time and energy to think about these problems, and carefully grasping that this big Zhao was walking in the right direction had exhausted him. He is recognized as a Ming monarch in the world, and his entire shoulders are carried by tens of millions of people of Dazhao, for which he would rather lose himself.

"I'm back, old man." Hearing this cry that didn't care about his identity at all, the corners of Zhao Hao's mouth unconsciously hooked up a trace of angle, this kid is a freak in the royal family, whether it is good or bad, he can always bring a little wave to the ordinary life day after day. It can also bring some fluctuations to his own dead mood.

As for the title of the old man, as long as it is not in public, Zhao Hao doesn't care at all, but it sounds a little intimate. Since ascending to the position of emperor, no one dares to call him by folk titles, even his favorite brother-in-law, Zhao Ming's uncle Xiao Yuan no longer dares to call him brother-in-law, but respectfully calls him Your Majesty, but he prefers that stinky boy to call him brother-in-law. But he was already an emperor. Xiao Yuan is not wrong, and he is not wrong!

"What are you doing here, rare guest, Zhao Ming, if there is nothing wrong with my father's memory, this is probably the first time you have appeared in the upper study at this time of the afternoon, right?" Zhao Hao threw the brush in his hand, both his face and his tone contained strong sarcasm.

"Look at what you said. Which of us is with whom? Zhao Ming pretended not to see it with no skin and no face, and went straight to the imperial table without seeing it, picked up the tea on the table is sip, calmed down the urgency in his chest before saying with a hippie smile, "Father, the son is here to fulfill his filial piety today." Father, it's not appropriate for you to have such a disgusted expression. ”

"Filial piety? Ming'er, your father's ears are fine, right? Do you still have that thing? Zhao Hao smiled at Linlin to fill the teacup again for his son, "You have done a lot of ridiculous things to anger your father, and I have burned high incense." ”

"Hey, Erchen is that image in your heart." Seeing that there was still tea to drink, Zhao Ming didn't want to do it anymore, he was really excited just now and ran in a hurry, "Erchen plans to give 10,000 taels of pocket money to his father every month, depending on the situation, it will only be high or low!" What do you think? Erchen is interesting enough. ”

"Ten thousand taels a month? Where did you go for so much money? Zhao Hao looked at Zhao Ming with a smile and asked, "You don't plan to use your status as a prince to rob Xungui everywhere, right?" ”

"Is Erchen a person who uses such shoddy means? The old man gave a happy word, and he didn't accept it. ”

"Collect, more than 100,000 taels a year, why don't you want it." The amount of more than 100,000 taels seems not small for the emperor of a country, but it is the tax income of a small state in the first quarter. But for his Zhao Hao's private money, it is indeed a large amount. There are only two sources of money for Zhao Hao's internal affairs office.

The first place is produced in Huangzhuang, and Huangzhuang comes from the accumulation of Emperor Zhao in the past. Each emperor reclaimed new wasteland during his tenure, leaving a part of it as an imperial estate. Everyone thinks that the concept of family and world is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The second is the taxation of various places, and the taxes of each state are transported to the capital. The distribution varies from country to country, with Da Zhao scoring 82 points. Eighty percent went to the treasury and two percent went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. One of the reasons why Zhao Hao is called Ming Jun is that after Zhao Hao ascended the throne, he did not fight for more distribution ratios with court officials, but reduced the amount of his internal affairs office and only took one percent. and set it as a permanent calendar.

As soon as this policy came out, both court officials and ordinary people admired Zhao's extravagance. As soon as Mingjun said it, it started at that time.

But the result of this is that the amount of money that Zhao Hao can dispose of has been greatly reduced, and Huangzhuang can't plunder with his temperament, but instead reduces the land endowment. It was a tight day. can only reduce the use in the palace many times, and even the emperor himself does not wear new clothes until major occasions, and the dignified queen's concubines still bring jewelry that they married. If that concubine can get a new jewelry rewarded by the emperor, even if it is silver, it will be a huge weather vane in the palace.

Therefore, the sale of excess royal supplies in Wanbao Pavilion for silver money is what he Zhao Hao can do. The other dignified Emperor Nala had this face.

"Tell me, what is there to ask my father?" Although Zhao Hao is short of money, he still has the bearing of an emperor of a country, and he was not carried away by this mere annual income of 100,000 taels, and another point is that he didn't understand his son on the first day. He is so generous, he would have made a fortune without using his own place, and he would be so filial to think of his father?

"Old man, it's not your son who exposes your shortcomings. What kind of thing is that Wanbao Pavilion you made? Zhao Ming said this in his mouth, and he was ruthless, "The objects inside are extremely expensive, relying on the value of the goods themselves at all, but counting on digging pits to make money." ”

Zhao Ming is not pitying those fools who want to take shortcuts, "At the beginning, there may be some fools who like to get something for nothing, but after a long time, everyone is not stupid, the business is getting worse and worse, and sooner or later it will go out of business, and you will be blind to such a good location." If Erchen's guess is correct, Wanbao Pavilion's income is not as good as January. ”

"It's better to hand it over to the son, and the son-in-law guarantees that his father will have 10,000 taels of silver in his account every month, which is better than losing his father's face there with the Wanbao Pavilion pestle, and he won't even have face with his son."

Zhao Hao's face turned red, what he did was indeed not in line with his identity, who could help himself to be poor. It would be good to get a few thousand taels to make jewelry for so many concubines for yourself, and to give rewards to eunuchs. "What are you going to do with Wanbao Pavilion?"

"Father, you also know that I am going to preside over the payment of silver and donation, and I plan to do that for the place of the ceremony."

"What? Isn't the Ministry of Rites doing a good job? Zhao Hao frowned, it was a matter of Da Zhao's reputation, couldn't the old scholars in the Ministry of Rites even do this little thing?

"Father, you don't know." As soon as he talked about this, Zhao Ming was full of complaints, and finally there was a place to pour out, "It is precisely because my big Zhao Chonglai has never held this kind of ceremony, and those old scholars have not found a similar scene in the history books." A group of officials from the Ministry of Rites held a meeting for a whole day and gave Erchen two ways. ”

"First, it should be done in accordance with the formal ceremony of the imperial court. Fasting incense into the temple and not changing at all, I'll go to this isn't a pit for me! According to their procedures, those noble generals still don't hate me to death. The title that he got in exchange for his life is so worthless, the same as a merchant? Not to mention the sons, even the father can't stand this kind of firepower. Up to the waiter, down to the small official, was scolded by the retainers and retreated. Father, what kind of elm head did you choose? ”

"It's not all their fault." Zhao Hao nodded and felt that this was indeed inappropriate, but his subordinates should be exculpatible, "After all, it is a precedent in history, and they have never encountered such a thing." What about the second option? ”

Not to mention this, it's good to say that as soon as Zhao Ming said it, three green tendons appeared on his head: "They said that since His Royal Highness does not agree with it in the form of formal knighthood, it is not so formal, and it is good to pay tribute in the form of friendly countries?" ”

Zhao Hao peeked at his son Tie Qing's face, he thought it was good, but what went wrong? "What, Ming'er thinks it's inappropriate?"

"What's wrong! I can't accept that scene when I think about it! Zhao Ming even brought a little roar to this sentence, "Friendly tribute? I won't talk about the same fasting as before, the procedure is not as complicated as the formal ordination. But Father, think about the difference between paying a tribute to a prince and paying tribute from a friendly country, and everything from a friendly tribute has to be displayed in front of the emperor and the ministers. And what about the Nayin Donation? Father, think about that scene yourself, I'll go! One by one, like a rich man, he carried boxes of gold and silver in front of the hundred officials of Emperor Zhao, and a large amount of gold and silver were piled up in the palace into mountains of gold and silver. It was too beautiful for me to look at. ”

Zhao Hao thought about that scene, and his face turned green.

"Father, if this matter gets out, what will happen to me Da Zhaocheng? I haven't seen the earthly buns in the world, or do you love the gold and silver to the bones of the country turtles? In the future, what kind of treasures will the real tributary friends bring, how good it is to bring silver directly, anyway, Emperor Zhao likes to see these! After this incident, whoever calls me the sixth child of the Zhao family will be in a hurry! It's too humiliating. Zhao Ming looked helpless, you said that those old scholars who read poetry and books and have a lot of access to historical records came up with these independent and embarrassing methods after thinking about it?

"Ahem, ahem. It's really inappropriate! Zhao Hao was also in a cold sweat, the Wanbao Pavilion had brought himself a little suspicion of loving money, if he really followed the method of the Ministry of Rites, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape a record of liking money in the history books.

"And there is a relatively big disadvantage of holding it like this, the first and second class MG do not need to be considered, those are hot goods, what about the third class and fourth class MG? For merchants, this is a tasteless food and a pity to abandon chicken ribs. There is no fear of open bidding, no one cares about the third-class and fourth-class MG, or the final transaction is sold at a price of tens of two hundred taels. Isn't this another anticlimactic joke? ”

"What does that mean?" Zhao Hao really didn't take this into account, and there was no need to think about it, since it was handed over to Zhao Ming, these were the issues that Zhao Ming should consider.

"So I'm going to renovate the back hall of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion to hold it there, because it's big enough anyway. And then in this way, it can not only highlight the importance of the imperial court, but also not too solemn and depressing, so that the rich businessmen have a sense of awe and lose the atmosphere of competition. At that time, the rich businessmen will not be able to find out their anger, and they are afraid that they will not be suspicious and will be strong and ruthlessly dig out the silver? There is nothing to say about the third and fourth class, after all, it is fair and just to reveal it on the spot! Our father and son are openly pitting them, and they have nothing to say. Hey. Zhao Ming simply whispered in his father's ear, detailing his plans.

"What my son thinks is unprecedented, but it is very bold and thoughtful, and my father fully supports it." The two lowered their heads and discussed for a long time, and finally looked at each other and smiled, but the smile was a little... Wretched? The corners of Huai'en's eyes twitched, why did His Majesty become a little less like the emperor when he met his son? Alas, let's pretend not to see it. Continue to bow your head and pretend to be deaf and dumb.