Does he know?

Emperor Jing subconsciously asked himself, how many people in this world are not bitter?

It's that he, the ninety-five lord who is on the throne, has suffering in his heart that others don't know.

Qu Qingyan's words suddenly became very urgent, her heart seemed to be slightly excited, and her tone was no longer as smooth and indifferent as before.

"Your Majesty, the Tartars are attacking all the year round, and my Ming soldiers are dead in front, and they need soldiers, weapons, food, and ...... to resist the Tartars. Money, the rescue of the imperial court is often too late, but the city gate cannot be broken, where do these soldiers, weapons, food, and money come from?

"It is said that it is taken from the people for the people, but the people of the northwest only see it, but if there is a male in the family during the war, at least one of them will be levied, but the tax in the year of the war will be at least doubled, but if there is a war, even if it is displaced, the household registration cannot be moved, and the person cannot leave, even if he dies, he will die in a thatched house.

"Your Majesty, a person's origin cannot be chosen, no one can choose their own origin, the people of the northwest are not born to suffer, but their days are like the yellow sand rolled up by the east wind in the spring, and there is no end in sight."

Everyone wants to be born in a stable and rich place, where there are fish and cars, and the brocade is not the same all year round.

The hall suddenly became extremely quiet, and several people behind her subconsciously held their breath, and Qian Shuben, who had been looking for faults, also hung his head and tried to dilute his sense of existence.

Emperor Jing's deep gaze was instantly clear, and he suddenly stood up and walked around the table to Qu Qingyan, "And then?" ”

I already know that the people in the northwest are suffering, but what does this have to do with the rule of officials?

"Your Majesty, before Weichen set off from Chang'an, His Royal Highness King Yu had summoned a few people from Weichen to Fengxian Palace, the northwest truce has been two years, and the Tartars must have made sufficient preparations to attack in the spring this time, if this time the war is stalemate, and the truce cannot be stopped, the supply of the rear can still be topped?"

Of course not!

Zhang Qianyuan had already given the answer in his heart: There have been wars at the border gates all the year round, and there are often Japanese pirates attacking along the coast of Fujian, so it is not small to train the navy to resist the Japanese pirates.

Pulling at both ends, where is the little tax collected every year enough!

He had been pestering Emperor Jing in the Wuying Hall for a whole day the day before, in order to be able to stop the war.

If there can be a truce, no matter what the cost is, it is better than the attrition of a war.

Emperor Jing stood three steps away, and looked at Qu Qingyan with his eyes lowered and scrutinized, this new champion, this guy who can say that he is not as good as the father and son of the monarch and the minister, he really dares to think and dare to say!

The countermeasures in his heart were not guessed by these treacherous and cunning guys, but she told them one by one, and used words and morality to hold him up, and there could be no more objections from the side!

Good!

It's good to be in front of you!

"Your Majesty, Lord Dong attached the accounts of the five years of the two prefecture capitals and three counties and towns, and the government embezzled public funds to use the principal to loot the people's fat and people's ointment, and only half of the money was rolled over, and the principal and interest became more than ten taels in less than a year.

"Ordinary peasant households only earn three or five taels of silver all year round when the year is good, and most of them have to be handed over to the county government, and the remaining silver money in their hands is not enough to wear, but the borrowed money has rolled out of the sky-high price, and if they can't pay it, they can only be forced to sell their sons and daughters.

"The people sell their sons and daughters, but the officials' pockets are full, and they have made enough oil and water after staying in the northwest for a few years, and they don't want to continue to be exposed to the wind and sun in the northwest, so they will go up and down to find a good place to transfer away."

The few people behind her had all knelt down between her words, especially the sentence that made them feel weak that they didn't come, and they always felt that Emperor Jing's gaze swept over them, and the cold wind was swishing on their backs.

"So what?"

Replacing the role of Qian Shuben, Emperor Jing was willing to give Qu Qingyan a sentence or two at this time.

Qu Qingyan still knelt on the ground like that, and said unhurriedly: "The time has come to take it from the people and use it for the people." ”

There has been so much foreshadowing ahead, and finally it is time for her to say how to do it.

Qu Wenhai, who was kneeling behind her, sighed in his heart, he was really wrong......

can be transferred from Kaifeng Ping to Beijing, and he can retreat in a calculation, and then unexpectedly promoted to the Ministry of Rites Shangshu to enter the cabinet, only one step away from the position of the first assistant, and he can have the glow of the minister's life in the palm of his hand.

He thought he wasn't fluttering, but this smoothness still made him lose his due vision.

You can't choose your origin, that's what you say...... She also told him, how could her father be picked by her.

Qu Qingyan could not take care of the mood of others at this time, her hands in her sleeve robe were trembling uncontrollably, she knew that she had been gambling since the beginning, gambling on Emperor Jing's heart of the Ming monarch, but also on the emptiness of the treasury and the powerlessness of the war.

She didn't know if she could win the bet, but it was a rope fluttering above the abyss, and even if there was an abyss under her feet, she had to hold on so that she could walk to the other side.

"Say it."

Emperor Jing's voice carried a hint of sighing, and the gentle tone made Qu Qingyan's heart finally relax for a moment, she slowly got up from the ground, and took out a piece of music that had been written early in the morning from her sleeve, and raised her hands above her head.

"Wechen has written all the methods on the song."

Whether to adopt it, whether to revise it or not is what she said softly, but the war in the northwest can not wait, and after delaying it for so long, Emperor Jing is unwilling to wait, and Zhu Jinrui is not willing to wait.

Therefore, she is afraid that she will get the credit for it.

Zhao Quan stepped forward and wanted to take over the music from Qu Qingyan's hands, but Emperor Jing didn't take two steps forward to take the music Shu first.

According to the account books of the past years, all the officials involved in the case were handed over to the state treasury in full according to two to three times the amount of the embezzled money, and those who violated the order were sentenced according to the law.

In accordance with the practice of warfare, all the officials involved in the case had a junior directly related to their families, and an unknown junior from the side to join the army.

In accordance with the practice of war, the worship of all the officials involved in the case was halved and used as food.

In accordance with the practice of the war, all the officials involved in the case paid double the tax on their own.

In accordance with the customs of war......

The previous article explained one by one how these officials involved in the case should be dealt with, and the first article alone was to let those officials smash the pot and sell iron.

But it is also limited to smashing pots and selling iron, according to the business of these people in the northwest for many years, handing over all these silver coins will make them feel pain, very painful, that's all.

As for the ones after that, they wanted to be like a bottomless pit, cutting meat with a blunt knife, which made them hurt all the time.

Dong Haocheng handed over the note that only the public funds embezzled by Chang'an Mansion in one year and the interest recovered seemed to be very considerable, if it was a province or even several provinces......

Emperor Jing closed his eyes, and his heart was moved uncontrollably.