Great Zhou, Weiyang Palace.

Wu Qiong was sitting in the Qiankun Palace, writing hard, he was not writing, but drawing drawings.

This is a drawing of a curved plow.

Wu Qiong just checked the drawings on the Internet yesterday, and wrote them down by rote memorization, and then after waking up, she immediately began to write silently.

He wanted to do something for Da Zhou, and Quyuan Plough was a good place to start.

After all, if the people take food as their day, and if they can improve labor efficiency as much as possible, one person can plant more fields and harvest more grain.

Otherwise, you won't be able to eat enough, and it's unrealistic to talk about anything else.

After drawing the drawings of Qu Yuanli, Wu Qiong threw the charcoal pen in his hand, and his whole hand was already black and linen, and many places on the paper were also stained by his own hands, but fortunately, there were no big dirty marks on the drawings.

"Looks like we're going to have to get the quill on the line...... I'll go back and check it out on Baidu. ”

Wu Qiong looked at his masterpiece, nodded with satisfaction, washed his hands, asked Shangguan to take this drawing, and took a group of people to wait, and went to the general prison.

When he arrived at the prison, someone came out to greet him, Wu Qiong looked around, confused, and asked:

"Where's your master Han?"

The officials and craftsmen who were going to be in prison were stunned for a moment, and one of them, who looked like the second-in-command, gave up his hand and said:

"Your Majesty, half a month ago, you asked Master Han to collect the world's craftsmen, and the people are outside."

Wu Qiong was stunned when she heard this, good guy, this martial artist is resolute and fast, she must have seen so many high-tech things in Shanglu City, and she also wants to live in Da Zhou, right?

"Oh, I forgot."

Wu Qiong said casually, then pointed forward the drawing in the hand of the female official and said:

"By the way, this is my latest invention, called the Quyuan plow, with this thing, theoretically speaking, when people plough the fields, the manpower and animal power are saved by about half, you take it and see it, build it according to the drawings, and then conduct experiments, if it can be used, I will be ready to promote."

After Wu Qiong finished speaking, she turned her head and went back.

However, these officials and craftsmen who will be supervisors look at each other one by one, and everyone actually doesn't take this invention of the Son of Heaven seriously in their hearts.

How is that possible.

"The Son of Heaven must have been on a whim again, and I don't know what this thing can become."

"I don't know, let's try it, maybe it can really work? The Son of Heaven is so smart after all. ”

"yes, yes."

The craftsmen said this in their mouths, but in their hearts they didn't care.

The craftsman who was holding the drawing, opened it and looked at it, and then issued a "Huh?" Voice.

His eyes widened, and he looked again:

"Huh?!"

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Da Zhou, official office.

The Son of Heaven wants to patrol Xiliang, if it is an ordinary patrol, it is naturally not a particularly big deal.

But this time, it is called patrol hunting, which is actually a cutting domain, if the king of Xiliang resists stubbornly, there will be no more battles at that time.

To put it bluntly, this is the second imperial expedition of the Son of Heaven.

Naturally, there is a lot of work to be done, and on the side of the Imperial Historical Tower, there are naturally many dissatisfaction with the fact that the Son of Heaven has plans to drive the expedition in person, and their task is to correct the mistakes of the Son of Heaven.

But did you say that the Son of Heaven miscalculated this?

Anyone in the court who is a reasonable person knows that it is imperative to cut the domain, this time the opportunity is missed, and the next time there will be no more, besides, the king of Xiliang has clearly colluded with Hu Lu, and the rebellion is clearly revealed, if he doesn't make a move, is it waiting for the other party to be ready?

Everyone is in full swing preparing for the tour.

Mobilize the troops of various states, send commissioners, supervise the assembly of troops in the state capitals of Xiliang, and send messengers to spread the news of the Son of Heaven's victory over Hulu to all directions and spread the power of heaven.

One by one, they are all going to be busy to death.

However, Xiao Fu has a headache now, after he has been busy all morning, he put all kinds of files away, and it is over, and there is no money.

Originally, this year's finances were already very tight, although there was a little savings, but the northern defense line fortress had to be strengthened, the Great Wall also had a lot of places to repair, and the money for border defense was a large expense, and it was allocated.

And this time, the Son of Heaven drove out to meet Hulu, and spent a lot of money.

This dispatch of troops to fight, even if it is a war in one's own home, as long as the three armies move, the money will begin to flow up.

Now I have to go out on patrol again, go to Xiliang, this time I want to gather most of the soldiers of Guanzhong Prefecture.

The current strength of Jingzhao Mansion alone already has more than 20,000 troops, and counting the government soldiers of more than a dozen states such as Huazhou, Tongzhou, Fangzhou, Danzhou, etc., how can we have to gather more than 100,000 troops, right?

After ten days, so many soldiers will go out on patrol with the Son of Heaven, which is a lot of money!

Xiao Fu originally planned to keep the money for disaster relief during the locust plague this year......

There is no way, it can only be evenly distributed to the people in other places, but if you have to raise taxes, you have to talk to the Son of Heaven about this matter.

Xiao Fu hesitated again and again, but still entered the palace.

At this time, Wu Qiong had just handed over the drawings of Qu Yuan Plough to the general supervisor, and heard that Xiao Fu asked to see him, and Wu Qiong arrived at the Qiankun Hall and announced that Xiao Fu would meet him.

As soon as he saw Xiao Fu coming, he immediately pulled a face, and Wu Qiong knew at a glance that he had something, and it was not a good thing.

"Xiao Shangshu, why are you so sad?"

Wu Qiong sat cross-legged on the top, and her posture was very irregular, but Xiao Fu had been surprised by the court in the past few days, and arched his hand at that time, and said with a sad face:

"Your Majesty, this matter should not have been mentioned, but Your Majesty wants to patrol Beiliang, and you will also have disaster relief in autumn...... I'm afraid there isn't enough money and food in the treasury. ”

When Wu Qiong heard Xiao Fu say this, she suddenly remembered that before Hu Lu knocked on the pass, the imperial court's money and food were already a little stretched, and at this time, he beat Hu Lu and had to go to Xiliang to patrol Xiliang, which must be an additional expense.

"Now Curry, how much money is left?"

Xiao Fu said with a bitter face:

"Patchwork together, 10 million."

The currency in circulation of this Great Zhou is copper coins, cloth and silk.

This thousand copper coins are equal to consistency, and consistency is almost equivalent to one tael of silver.

Of course, this exchange is floating and varies from year to year, so you can only estimate it.

According to Wu Qiong's knowledge, the Great Zhou is a tax system that collects once a year, and the finance mainly comes from the peasants, so it is taxed after the autumn harvest.

It's only summer now, and there are only 10 million guan left in the treasury, and he has read the official booklet, and the annual tax collection in the Great Zhou can almost be more than 30 million guan.

It is about the same as the Han Dynasty, not as good as the Tang and Song dynasties, but not less.

It's been 20 years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, don't you all boast about how powerful Zhou Taizu is, why is this country in the hands of Wu Zhi, and the treasury is so poor?

Wu Qiong was really puzzled, and blurted out:

"I remember, you served as the head of the household department last year, right? When you took office, how much was the treasury? ”

"The treasury is really 30 million yuan."

After Xiao Fu finished speaking, Wu Qiong couldn't help but contribute to global warming.

The good guy has a tax of more than 30 million yuan a year, and after saving for more than ten years, he has saved a year's money, and he may not count the money that has just been collected.

How did a huge country become a moonlight clan?

"Then, it doesn't seem that I have done anything big in the past two years, I have read the brochure, and the income is more than 30 million yuan a year, why is there only so much left?"

After Wu Qiong asked, Xiao Fu was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile:

"Your Majesty should be looking at the pamphlets sent by the state capitals, right? In addition to Guanzhong, Henan, Hedong and other places, those vassal kings, as well as the southwest of Jiangnan and other places, many of the grain and cloth they sent were moldy and inferior, and there were no five out of ten. ”

Wu Qiong is stupid, a year's tax is only 20 million?

I can't do anything!