On the bed in the warm pavilion of Qianqing Palace, Zhu Qizhen tossed and turned, and under his frowning brows, there were occasional frightened screams, which were intermittent and indistinct.

"Oh, don't, don't come here...... I don't have anything to eat...... He, in them, no, no. ”

A thin figure stood beside Zhu Qizhen, looking at Zhu Qizhen who was in a nightmare without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

"Ahh Whew......whew" Zhu Qizhen suddenly exclaimed, sat up abruptly and began to gasp for air.

"Your Majesty, are you having nightmares again?"

Zhu Qizhen's breathing, which had been gradually calming, suddenly stagnated, and he looked at the figure on the side in horror, the person in the dark night couldn't see it really, but Zhu Qizhen was sure that it was not Jin Ying.

Zhu Qizhen pretended to be calm and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"The slave is Jin Qi, the emperor." Jin Qi said that he had lit the candle flame in the warm pavilion, and a warm light appeared.

"Scared, huh, why are you here? What about Kim Young? Zhu Qizhen smoothed his chest and asked.

"Godfather went to do what you explained, and specially asked me to serve." Jin Qi's voice has the crispness of a young man.

Zhu Qizhen nodded and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"It's almost time, and the slave just wanted to wake you up, but I didn't dare to move when I saw that you had a nightmare again, for fear that you would be frightened." Jin Qi explained.

"It's going to be early, huh...... By the way, when the morning dynasty is over, you let Xiong Zongli come to me, why have you been having nightmares lately. ”

Zhu Qizhen commanded, hurried and hurried to finally finish dressing in front of the morning dynasty and appeared in front of the Chengtian Gate.

"The emperor has arrived!"

With the voice of the six branches, the early dynasty officially began.

Jin Lian, the head of the household department, eagerly came out of the column and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, the production in various places has been reduced due to the cold disaster of last year, especially in the north, which is the most serious in the north, and the people are living in difficulty, please let the emperor know." ”

Zhu Qizhen had already learned some information on the way back, although the accident was direct, there were still not too many accidents.

"Yu Qian, what are you going to do with your cabinet?" Zhu Qizhen looked at Shoufu on the side.

"Your Majesty, compared with previous years, the scope of this disaster covers almost the entire Ming Dynasty.

Judging from past experience, the food shortfall should be counted in the tens of millions, and the cabinet has been raising grain and grass these days, but with little success. Yu Qian frowned and said.

"Lack of food? Jin Lian, how much grain do you have in your household? Zhu Qizhen looked at Jin Lian and asked.

Jin Lian didn't dare to raise his head and said: "There are two million stones of grain in stock, but it is a drop in the bucket for this season's shortfall." ”

"What about your firm?" Zhu Qizhen knew that the war in the household department had almost hollowed them out these days, and he didn't have much hope, he just asked, and turned to think of other methods.

Jin Lian hesitated for a moment and replied: "Your Majesty, the Hubu Commercial Bank has almost no grain in stock due to the winter rush to buy in other countries. ”

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"There's no food, there's always money, right? How much money do you have, hurry up and buy food for disaster relief. ”

Jin Lian shook his head again: "Your Majesty, the money of the commercial bank has made up for the deficit of the imperial court, and now there is no more money except for a little family fund." And ......"

"And what?"

"Moreover, the grassland has already purchased a large amount of grain from the people, and now there is no grain to buy." Jin Lian looked sad.

"What?" Hearing this, Zhu Qizhen didn't believe it, in the first two years, there was so much grain and grass that it was moldy, and the grain was used for Yulu, and now there is no food in the entire Ming Dynasty, how is this possible.

"Yes, the emperor, because the price of grain in the Nine Frontiers is higher than that in other places, merchants are profit-seeking, and tens of millions of grain are released from the mutual market.

Zhu Qizhen straightened his body and leaned back on the back of his chair, his eyes examining the hundred officials of the imperial court.

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Chen Yi, the right imperial history of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, came out and said: "Your Majesty, the nine-sided mutual market was originally to show grace to the outside world, so that the Tartars could read the kindness of the Heavenly Dynasty.

But now not only has the border been repeatedly violated, but also caused the Ming Dynasty to have no food available, which is really a waste of the emperor's grace, please ask the emperor to close the mutual market and ensure that my Ming people eat. ”

With Chen Yi's departure, almost all the officials in the DPRK have come forward and asked Zhu Qizhen to close the mutual market.

After making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be for me to close the mutual market, no, it should be for me to admit my mistake, and then continue to use the yellow book as a model?

Zhu Qizhen thought, his fingers flicked lightly, and his eyes looked at Yu Qian and Cao Nai inexplicably.

I wonder if the two of you are also involved?

As if knowing Zhu Qizhen's thoughts, Cao Nai then stood up and said: "Your Majesty, this production reduction is not very urgent, but the shortage is large, so it is better to slowly figure it out."

Skip the summer grain, wait until the autumn harvest and then make a decision, presumably this difficulty will be over. ”

"Lord Cao, I don't agree with what you said, so the difficulties of the people are over, but what about our big and small officials? Won't they eat or drink? ”

Jin Lian said, and all the officials began to look at Cao Nai, and for a while, Cao Nai's back was like a man.

"It's me who lost my words, the emperor, the ministers didn't think about it, and I ask the emperor to forgive me!" Cao Nai suddenly admitted his mistake.

What kind of fame?

Zhu Qizhen was frowning and puzzled, and Cao Nai then said aloud: "Your Majesty, since the matter of forgiveness is too much, it is better to let the people donate food to officials and crimes, which is also a way to solve the urgent need." ”

This kind of official is not good to oppose again, and there is a dead silence among the officials of the early dynasty.

Zhu Qizhen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, no matter what, he would not take the road of selling officials.

"The minister thinks that the top priority is to close the mutual market as soon as possible, so that the grain will not flow out and ensure that the food gap of the Ming people will not increase." Jin Lian continued, and immediately caused a second voice.

Zhu Qizhen was upset when he heard it, he was still waiting, waiting for one to have it both ways

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Beautiful method, thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Yu Qian, and at this time, only he, the first assistant, did not show his attitude.

Yu Qian finally did not disappoint Zhu Qizhen, as if he was holding back a big move, and after receiving the hint from Zhu Qizhen's eyes, he knelt on the ground with a swing.

"Subordinate to the humble has the right to play!"

"Yu Shoufu said quickly!" Zhu Qizhen said impatiently.

Yu Qian straightened his back and looked at the colleagues above the court, although his eyes did not change, but it made people feel tingling, as if he was disdainful.

"Your Majesty, the world is your world, but the world is also the world of the people, I have always adhered to the national policy of hiding the wealth from the people, and the low commercial tax is rare in the past dynasties, please ask the emperor to raise donations, or increase the commercial tax to help the victims."

"How does this work?"

"This is the ancestral precept of the great grandfather, how can it be changed?"

"No, no, no, it's absolutely impossible to increase business taxes!"

"I don't think it's appropriate to raise donations, businessmen are also people, and naturally they are also one of the victims, of course, they can't do things like killing chickens and taking eggs."

Yu Qian's words alone have already attracted the attention of most of the court, and it became lively, but no one talked about the matter of Guanhu City anymore, and they were all discussing whether commercial taxes were feasible.

In fact, it is because many officials are from big families, whether it is the yellow book or the commercial tax, it is their cake.

As for the impact of the mutual market, when the total amount is not much, how to cut the cake is a matter of proportion, and more money and less money is just a number on the bright side.

Just like the grain problem, if there is a loss of 30% of the harvest, if there is really no old grain to replenish, it is not a problem of increasing the price by 30%.

Instead, the price must rise to 30% of the people who have no food to eat, and even say that because of the family's food storage behavior, more people will die of famine.

This is also why, when the original material base is far from sufficient, grain is the strongest general equivalent.

Even if they have one less aspect of business and save labor costs, how can they not want to?

Zhu Qizhen saw that the time was almost over, and finally spoke: "Although what you said Yu Qian makes sense, after all, the business tax violates the ancestral system, and as for the matter of fundraising, it can be discussed." ”

"Your Majesty! At the moment, the most important thing is to prevent the outflow of food. Jin Lian stood up again.

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said: "That's true, pass on my will, in view of the cold disaster and reduced production, from now on, the grain in the mutual market will only enter and not leave, and those who violate the order will be beheaded!" The rest of the goods are traded as usual. ”

"This ......"

Without waiting for the courtiers to discuss, Zhu Qizhen continued: "From now on, the imperial court will raise grain and grass for relief!" ”

"But Your Majesty, the household department has no money." Jin Lian reminded again.

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said, "I know that the lack of silver will be withdrawn from the inner treasury and retreat from the dynasty!" Zhu Qizhen got up and left, leaving the courtiers with a confused face.

"Is the emperor's inner library so thick......

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