"I don't know what Aiqing thinks about the problems in the Daming Royal Taxation Bureau?"

It's now the autumn harvest season.

It has gradually cooled down, but the current Daming Palace is still stuffy and abnormal.

And Zhu Youzhen rolled up the sleeves of his robe and sat in front of the dragon case without any scruples to dig the ice cream that had just been delivered from the imperial dining room with a small wooden spoon.

The sweetness of the cream is matched with the cold taste.

Even though there is only one tail left in the summer, Zhu Youzhen still feels that it is too cool to be able to eat such ice cream.

is different from Zhu Youzhen's indifference.

As the emperor's courtier, Xie Zihua's heart is no longer as confused as he was when he just entered the Dongnuan Pavilion.

On the contrary, he was a little flustered.

This is a troublesome situation that he has never encountered since he took office in the Supply and Marketing Bureau, after all, as a courtier in front of the emperor... It's hard to decide what you can say and what you can't say.

I thought it would.

The emperor summoned him to ask about the recent situation of the Daming Supply and Marketing Bureau.

But at the moment, I think too much of a deviation.

"I know that you are from the Royal Taxation Bureau, and you are also the Shandong Provincial Government Taxation Bureau, which is not far from Beijing, and I can see many of these things more clearly than I do."

"But I want you to understand that there is no wall under this world that is forever impermeable."

"This ice cream is good, I'll prepare a few more later, and I'll take it back for Xie Aiqing to taste..." After saying to Wang Chengen, Zhu Youzhen continued to fight with the ice cream in the small wooden bowl in his hand.

"Minister. The minister feels that there is no big problem with the Royal Taxation Bureau led by Lord Bi, but now the Ming Royal Taxation Bureau has grown into the largest new bureau in the Ming Dynasty in a short period of time, which can be described as harmful and unprofitable. It can be said that there is no problem, but the problem is that the pilot is a gradual pilot around the Beijing Division. And the South! It is the key to business tax! ”

Sprinkled, Xie Zihua said a lot, Zhu Youzhen nodded while listening, as the emperor, he still has to have this little bit of joy and anger, so he didn't interrupt.

"Hmm.."

"Does Aiqing eat ice cream? Wang Banban will give you a copy! ”

Wang Chengen hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to fetch another ice cream, and sent someone to bring it to Xie Zihua's side.

For this business-minded minister, Zhu Youzhen's mood was still quite complicated, and he opened his mouth and said: "Xie Aiqing.. I would like you to represent me in the Royal Revenue Office. ”

Xie Zihua guessed something.

But he still opened his mouth and said: "The emperor's intention is to go down..?" ”

"Investigate this matter thoroughly, but I know that when the water is clear, there are no fish, but I want to make sure that the figures between the taxes that should be collected and the taxes collected match as much as possible."

This sentence has already explained Zhu Youzhen's attitude.

Xie Zihua also received the order and said: "Your Majesty.. Now that the Royal Supply and Marketing Bureau is on the right track, the minister is willing to relieve His Majesty's worries and go to the Royal Revenue Office.."

Zhu Youzhen nodded slightly.

Xie Zihua, who was ordered to retire, held a holy decree written by Zhu Youzhen himself.

Wang Chengen handed over a series of stamps to Xie Zihua, along with a few ice creams prepared in advance.

"Tax is the foundation of people's livelihood, the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, and the foundation of me! Why do you want to make a fuss about this, is he really incapable of seeing through all this? ”

Zhu Youzhen turned around and lay on the recliner in the East Warm Pavilion, closed his eyes and recuperated, and couldn't stop chattering in his mouth, but Wang Chengen on the side bowed down and said, "The emperor.. Since ancient times, it has been the norm to involve gold, silver, money, and power for personal gain, and the emperor does not have to worry about it, since someone will come to settle the matter. ”

"Why don't I know this? But the problem is that I am worried that before the internal government is reformed, more foreign affairs will come out..."

"Foreign affairs?" Wang Chengen can be said to have accompanied Zhu Youzhen from childhood to his ascension to the throne as emperor, and he can be regarded as the internal official who knows Zhu Youzhen best.

But when Zhu Youzhen mentioned foreign affairs, he was still a little puzzled.

I only heard Zhu Youzhen close his eyes and said: "External things will be the best help for the future development of Daming, but once you miss it, it will be the beginning of the disaster of Daming." ”

Unexpectedly.

Zhu Youzhen would actually comment on the so-called foreign affairs in this way.

Wang Chengen knelt on the ground and said: "The emperor must not be arrogant, now the Ming army is strong, the people are healthy, grain, steel, and even industry are thriving, the government is constantly innovating, and the selection of officials is already the appearance of the new dynasty everywhere, the old slave is stupid, and I don't know where the so-called foreign affairs are rooted. But the old slave knows that the emperor doesn't have to worry about this, and there are thousands of people and civil and military officials in the Ming Dynasty, so it will naturally not be a problem. ”

Hearing these words in Zhu Youzhen's ears, he was a little dazed for a moment... Turning his head, he opened his eyes, and said to Wang Chengen: "It has only been two years since I first ascended to the Great Treasure, and I have already done so many things?" ”

"The Emperor..."

Wang Chengen, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't see it, and Zhu Youzhen on the recliner burst into tears.

"From tomorrow onwards. Amnesty to the world! I stopped the Ministry of Rites when I ascended the throne, and now that I think about it, I regret it a little."

"The old slave obeys."

The Ming calendar, the early autumn of the second year of Chongzhen, the season of August.

The Ming court issued the first amnesty decree, and there were many people who cheered for it throughout the country, and Zhu Youzhen was above the morning court the next day.

"From now on, war will be declared on Mongolia, and the Heavenly Tiger Army will go north to Mongolia... It will become the main theme of Daming in the next year, I! To see the Ming Dynasty forever, to see the Ming Dynasty's ambition to fight in all directions! ”

"The ministers obey the order."

....

Meanwhile.

The war has not yet been ignited, on the grassland.

The Mongol tribes in the west finally couldn't hold it anymore, so they pulled their horses out of the stables and carried scimitars around their waists.

The leader wiped his bushy beard, and saw him blow the horn in his hand, and with a dull shout, he said, "Immortal Heaven! Bless your juniors! ”

"The glory of the Golden Family will once again appear on the grassland!"

"Expedition!"

The abnormal movement in the west rushed towards the Daming Jingshi at an accelerated speed of 800 miles at the first time.

"I know! These Mongols can't hold back no matter what! From now on, all trade between the Ming Dynasty and Western Mongolia will be suspended, and if there is any silver that has not been settled to Mongolia, it will be exempted, and if there is any Western Mongolia's property in Daming, all will be confiscated! ”

"I! Let this group of Mongols know! Dance on the back of a tiger! There will be no good fruit to eat! ”

As Zhu Youzhen's words blurted out, the Great Tomorrow Tiger Army, which had been silent for a period of time since the Battle of Liaodong, began to prepare for the expedition again.

Zhu Youzhen also made a bloody investment this time!

The soldiers who marched to Mongolia for the first time alone amounted to more than 100,000 people!