There was silence in the courtroom, everyone was listening, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

After a few seconds, Xue Yan continued, "Some of the young laborers in the village who can still move have gathered together to go out to beg for food or work, leaving those elderly people waiting to die at home."

"After reading this letter, the minister's heart was extremely painful, and now, the only one who can help them is the minister."

"That's why you thought to ask me for a million taels of silver?" When Yang Guang heard this, he asked.

Xue Yan nodded, knelt on the ground again and pleaded, "With this silver, it is enough to save the people of the next village."

When Yang Guang heard this, he had mixed feelings.

Although he has worked hard enough, it is a pity that governing the country is different from governing the family. The people of the Great Sui are not only millions, tens of millions? No matter how much he governs the country without sleep and food, there will still be some people who are still living in dire straits.

In the Great Sui, how many villages are similar to Xue Yan's hometown?

Ten, or a hundred?

The more he thought about it, the more Yang Guang's heart hurt, and the hand that grabbed the back of the chair became more and more powerful, as if it had left a few shallow marks on the back of the chair.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Yang Gonggong found out the clue and was worried that Yang Guang would make a mistake, so he asked in a low voice of concern.

Yang Guang took a sip of the hot tea next to him, calmed down his emotions for a while, and then shook his head indifferently and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After speaking, his eyes looked at Xue Yan who was kneeling on the main hall: "Xue Yan, I will give you this million taels of silver."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xue Yan looked up, surprised and delighted.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am in charge of my own affairs, and I use this million taels of silver from the treasury, you should have no opinion, right?" Yang Guang glanced at the ministers.

"No opinion, no opinion, this is a good act to help the villagers, how dare the ministers have an opinion?" The ministers waved their hands and shook their heads again and again, joking, if anyone dared to say that they should not give this million taels of silver, they would be covered with a big hat of "ignoring the suffering of the people" in the next second......

It's just that just when the ministers thought that this matter was about to come to an end, they didn't expect that Yang Guang asked one more question: "Xue Yan, how far is your hometown village from Jiangdu?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it's about seven days' journey."

"Seven Days...... Is it so close?" Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, this is still a foot, if you want to change to horseback, I am afraid that you can arrive in a day and a half at most.

It can already be described as "at the feet of the Son of Heaven".

This can't help but make Yang Guang's heart mixed.

"One million taels of silver, but in fact it is not much, but it is divided equally among the households, and each person is a maximum of a few hundred taels of silver. These few hundred taels of silver can give them food and clothing for three or five years at most, but after three or five years, the silver is all spent, what should they do?"

Suddenly, a thought crossed Yang Guang's mind.

He stared at Xue Yan and said, "So, you have to tell those fellow villagers not to sit and eat empty mountains, and after getting the silver, you should find a way to make silver out of the silver."

"Silver begets silver?" Xue Yan pursed her lips and said tentatively, "Your Majesty means that you want them all to be merchants?"

"That shouldn't be realistic, though...... The people in the village, whose ancestors have been farmers for generations, are honest and honest, and they can't read a single word, so let them go to be merchants, or in a few days, they will lose all the money in their hands."

Xue Yan smiled bitterly: "When the time comes, the ministers can't ask His Majesty to give them some silver, right? Even if His Majesty is willing to give it, the minister will not be able to pull that face."

Yang Guang muttered: "If you want money, you don't necessarily have to be a businessman......

"Oh?" Xue Yanmei's eyes flashed: "Your Majesty, can you make it clearer?"

Not only him, but the other courtiers also pricked up their ears.

Because they know that His Majesty is going to talk about business again.

The Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, who doesn't know that His Majesty is well versed in the way of doing business? In particular, the establishment of a toy factory highlights this point. The main reason is that the profit model of the toy factory is too advanced, and the means are wonderful, allowing those businessmen to break their brains

bag, it is difficult to catch up with one ten-thousandth of Yang Guang.

At this moment, it is the so-called building near the water to get the moon first.

If you can learn from Yang Guang, these officials in the hall can take the opportunity to try one or two after going down, if nothing else, everyone has a chance to make a big profit.

Their little bit of caution, Yang Guang only glanced at it, and he understood it.

But it's harmless.

If they want to hear it, they can listen to it.

There are some officials in the DPRK who are engaged in the business of the private sector. In fact, as early as when he had just crossed over, he had already heard Yang Gonggong's report.

Of course, knowing is knowing, but he never had the intention of interfering.

Because for him, as long as the officials do not corrupt or commit fraud, and do not bend the law for personal gain, then it is nothing at all to earn a reasonable amount of silver to supplement the family through legal means.

While speaking, Yang Guang coughed lightly, and then started talking.

"Xue Yan has already said just now that her hometown is barren and cannot be cultivated normally like other people, so it is obviously no longer feasible to rely on conventional means to support her family.

"The ancients said that if you are poor, you will change. If one path doesn't work, then of course we have to find a way to open up a second way."

"And this path, I've thought of it for you. Xue Yan, you take this million silver, except for buying some grains and clothes to distribute to them, all the rest will be used to develop farmhouses."

"Farmhouse?" As soon as this argument came out, everyone's hearts were full of question marks with a capital letter.

Pei Ju and the others asked in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, what is a farmhouse?"

"A farmhouse is a place to recuperate and relax."

Yang Guang smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I ask you, living in this noisy Jiangdu, you are physically and mentally exhausted, have you ever thought about returning to the mountains and forests, not asking about the world, and living that kind of life like idle clouds and wild cranes?"

"Of course!"

As soon as the words fell, many people immediately echoed.

But if you look closely, you will find that most of these people are old ministers.

When people reach a certain age, they don't want to be entangled in worldly trivial matters, and what Yang Guang just said undoubtedly spoke to their hearts.

Among them, there was also an old minister, who took this opportunity to summon up the courage to walk out of the crowd and prayed: "Your Majesty, the old minister has been an official for more than 40 years, and he is approaching sixty-five years old this year.

"Hehe, you'll find the right time."

Yang Guang glanced at him: "This is the third time this year that you have asked to be disarmed and returned to the field, right?"