"Prince, Prince, just pity me, Prince, Prince!"

"I'm afraid I'm the worst Hubu Shangshu ever, do you know how miserable the minister is now?"

"I'm afraid to mention money when I talk to people now, and I have a headache when I mention money, and Zhao, the president of the bank, is hiding when he sees me now, for fear that I will borrow money from him."

"Prince, Prince........."

Zhu Zhangui was really speechless.

What is called shamelessness, this is called shamelessness.

The dignified household secretary, an important minister of the imperial court, actually hugged the prince's thigh, howled and cried, and kept asking for money when he opened his mouth on such a serious occasion as the court meeting.

shook his legs, and wanted to throw the old guy who was hugging his thighs aside, but this old man didn't look at his thin body, the strength in his hands was not light, and he couldn't shake it off.

"I said Lao Xia, can you let go of your hand first, let's discuss something slowly, okay?"

"No way!"

Xia Yuanji shook his head violently, crying so much that his snot fell on Zhu Zhangui's body.

"I can't let go, if I let go, you'll run away, and you won't find it."

Zhu Zhangui's face darkened.

I'm not a rabbit, so it's really unreasonable to let go of anything.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, why don't you give him some, he looks quite pitiful!"

Yang Rong stood up and said a word for Xia Yuanji.

As a cabinet minister and secretary of the Ministry of Workers, he understands Xia Yuanji's difficulties very well.

Now that the Ming Dynasty is in the midst of a large-scale development, all departments are reaching out to ask for money, and even the Yushitai side is asking the household department for money, on the grounds that there are too many people to impeach, and there is not enough paper to write the chapter.

Although various colonies have been transfusing blood to the Ming Dynasty in recent years, the imperial court tax has also been greatly improved after reform.

But I can't stand the flowers!

Every year, the construction of railway projects alone can siphon half of the money of the households.

In the past two years, many factories have been built in Shanxi, and each one needs to cost a lot of money, and the factories that produce weapons and equipment and various items are all smashed out with money.

The navy is even more money-hungry, and every month, the cabinet receives a letter from the navy applying for the construction of a new steel battleship.

With so many departments reaching out for money, Xia Yuanji can still adjust to a certain degree, which is really not easy.

Yang Rong really knew that the household department had no money, and yesterday Xia Yuanji was still looking for him, discussing how to ask Zhu Zhangui for money and pay salaries to officials.

The crown prince is rich, this is a well-known thing in the Manchu Dynasty.

The Chamber of Commerce that opens the entire Ming Dynasty can bring a sum of income to the East Palace Prince's Mansion every year, which makes people dizzy.

But the court could only watch these money, and didn't dare to reach out and touch it at all.

In the words of the prince, I have already paid the taxes that should be paid, and even I pay more than others, who dares to touch my money again, then don't blame me for being rude.

In this way, the fat flow of the East Palace Prince's Mansion is flowing, and the poor households of the imperial court can starve to death of mice.

"No, there is no so-called gold at all, do you see that I am the kind of person who has money and does not send it to the court."

Zhu Zhangui shook his head and refused.

What are you kidding, the money is reserved for future generations, and it will be taken out, and you losers must be ruined.

A group of old ministers glanced at each other when they heard this, and looked at Zhu Zhangui speechlessly.

The obvious meaning in your eyes is that you are that kind of person.

The corners of Zhu Zhangui's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look to the side.

Anyway, I just don't have any money, you can drop as much as you like.

Seeing that the prince didn't pull out a single hair, the ministers were also helpless.

People don't admit that they can do anything, threaten to remove the other party's crown prince position and force the other party to pay money, what kind of jokes, they haven't lived enough.

This crown prince's position can be said to be the most stable one ever.

This stability does not come from the support of the ministers, nor is it the identity of the eldest son of the other party who does not know whether it is true or false, but the other party holds the command of the national army.

In addition, the other party also has the two tiger and wolf departments of the Jinyi Guard and the Moon Shadow Guard.

Since the Shandong incident, these two departments have increased their investment. Now, all over the country, it is no exaggeration to say that there are spies from these two departments in ordinary towns and villages.

Now don't talk about rebellions like Shandong, which Qinglou the county lord stayed in at night, which girl he was looking for, and what knowledge he used, these two departments can find out clearly.

Under the supervision of these two departments, the court was arguably the cleanest time ever.

It's not that no one dares to be greedy, but these two departments are too ruthless in their investigations, and the prince is even more ruthless.

Seeing that the prince had no choice, a group of people turned their heads to look at Zhu Fatpang who was sitting on it.

Son, they can't help it, they're afraid, but Lao Tzu, they're not afraid.

Zhu Fatpang, who was sitting on it and watching his son fight with the ministers, looked at Zhengle, and suddenly found that everyone was looking at him, and there was a sudden abrupt in his heart.

"That...... We'll discuss this later, we've lost a lot of time, so let's talk about something else. ”

Zhu Fat is not stupid, since his son is unwilling to talk about this money, it means that his son already has a plan for this money, he is messing around with the command, and it will be bad if he messes up his son's plan.

Sometimes Zhu Chupang thinks that he is really not interesting to be the emperor.

He is afraid of his father, his son, and his daughter-in-law when he goes home, so he doesn't dare to make rash decisions on any major matter, for fear of disturbing his father and his son's plans.

Dealing with the logistics for the two of them diligently every day, saying that he is an emperor, he is actually more like the big butler of the two.

For his own son who often persuaded him that the old man was his general of the expedition to the north, and his son was his general of the expedition to the west, Zhu Fat was all a fart.

I also conquered the general of the North and the West, and the general of the West, what I said is strange and good, I haven't seen you two generals, listen to me, the emperor! When is it not what the two of you say, when did you two make me an emperor?

"Your Majesty, we really don't have any money."

Seeing that the emperor he was counting on wanted to make peace with the mud, Xia Yuanji hugged Zhu Zhangui's thigh and cried at Zhu Fat, hoping to use his cry to move the benevolent emperor.

"Huh!"

Xia Yuanji's shameless appearance, Zhu Chubby couldn't stand it anymore.

A few black lines flashed on the chubby head, and I wanted to ignore it directly, but seeing the pitiful appearance of the other party, I felt a little unbearable.

After all, he is an old minister of the Three Dynasties, and he still has to give a little face.

"Otherwise, the construction of the queen's mausoleum and I will be put first, I feel good in the past two years, and it is estimated that I can live a few more years, take out the money first, and wait for the household to be full, and it is not too late to build!"

"Your Majesty, this matter must not be done!"

Yang Rong, who was originally very calm, knelt on the ground nervously when he heard that Zhu Fatpang was going to stop building the mausoleum.

"Your Majesty, when building a mausoleum is to choose auspiciousness, everything is done in accordance with the imperial court system, and it is not good to mess up the system with a few casual words, and leave a bad example for future generations."

While Yang Rong said this, he kept glancing at Zhu Zhangui, who was hugged by Xia Yuanji's thigh.

That means telling Zhu Zhangui, 'Look at your father, you don't even repair the mausoleum for you, if you still have a little filial piety and don't want to be passed on and not laugh, hurry up and take out the money!' ’

"This ......"

Zhu Fatpang was a little hesitant, he was not afraid of anything else, even if he died, he could just find a mat to roll up and bury it, but he was afraid that because of his own affairs, it would have a bad impact on future generations.

The old man of his own family is worried that several brothers will turn against each other every day, and the reason is why, not because he is a rebel, he is afraid that several children will be influenced by him and do this kind of thing.

is often influenced by his father, and now that he is an emperor, he also has a deep understanding, and Zhu Fatpang also attaches great importance to this.

This bastard son of his own family is stereotyped, and it has no effect on him, he is afraid that because of some things he has done, it will affect the grandchildren in the family.

"Is there something wrong with the mausoleum?"

Just when Zhu Chupang hesitated and Zhu Zhangui looked helpless to let go, a puzzled inquiry came to mind outside the door.

As soon as they heard this familiar voice, all the courtiers present fell to the ground one after another.

"The ministers meet the Emperor!"

The old man, who didn't even return to the harem, strode in with a large number of old hooligans.

"Dad, you're back!"

Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao, who is now completely transparent, hurriedly came up to say hello when he saw his father coming back.

"Well, I'm back, the third child, you've had a good time these days, and you've gained weight."

"No, I have nothing to do every day, eat and sleep, sleep and eat, can I not get fat, I still exercise every day, otherwise I will catch up with my eldest brother."

Zhu Gaosui didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he said such a thing.

The old man smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Gaosui's shoulder, and strode towards the steps.

"Grandpa!"

Zhu Zhangui smiled and said hello, and at the same time looked the old man up and down with his eyes to see if there was anything wrong with his body.

"What kind of eyes are you, I'm in good health."

The old man's eyes are poisonous, and he can see his eldest grandson at a glance and care about his body.

"Hehe, grandpa, your good health is the greatest blessing for our family, isn't my grandson worried that you are tired of running around."

"Haha, you little cub, I know my body, it's no problem to live for a few more years."

The old man laughed and habitually kicked Zhu Zhangui.

The corners of Zhu Zhangui's mouth, who had been kicked, grinned, this old man's strength is still so great, it is really as he said, it is no problem to live for a few years.

"Get up!"

After saying a few words to his grandson, the old man waved his hand and asked the ministers to get up.

Then, with the support of Zhu Zhangui, he walked to the stairs.

"Dad, slow down!"

Zhu Fatpang also hurriedly stepped forward to help, as for the reason why his father came here, he didn't ask, of course, the main reason was that he didn't dare.

But then again, now the three people on the throne are the same, and the three of them really don't care about this.

Since he didn't know that the old man came back today, and there was no dragon chair in the hall, Zhu Fatpang naturally couldn't let his father stand and sit with him, so he directly supported the old man on the dragon chair.

The old man did not refuse, they were three grandchildren, and whoever sat here was the same.

Although the ministers below felt that this was not in line with the etiquette law, no one dared to remind them of the horror of the old man, and they pretended not to see it when they glanced down one by one.

After the old man was done, Zhu Fatpang asked the eunuch to bring a small stool, and sat on the side, completely looking like he was still a prince.

"I heard you talking about the mausoleum outside just now, whose mausoleum is wrong?"

Older people are very concerned about their own safety.

The old man didn't hear it clearly just now, thinking that there was something wrong with his and his wife's mausoleum, and he was very worried about it.

"It's not Dad, it's like this." Zhu Fatpang hurriedly explained, and with a finger, when the old man came back just now, he let go of Zhu Zhangui's Xia Yuanji.

"The household department is a little difficult this year, and Yu Shangshu doesn't know where he heard that Zhan Gui has made a lot of gold overseas, and Xia Shangshu wants to transfer the money to the household department to support the expenses of the imperial court."

"But Zhan Gui said that there was no money, and I decided to stop the construction of my mausoleum for the time being, and then continue to build it when the finances are rich in a few years."

"That's it!"

The old man touched his chin and skimmed at Zhu Zhangui, his eyelids blinking slightly.

Old man: Little cub, is it true this time, you really made a lot of gold overseas.

Zhu Zhangui replied to exchange.

Zhu Zhangui: It's true, but I don't plan to touch this money, now that the imperial court's finances can be balanced, I plan to save this money for future generations to use as an emergency.

Old man: Your idea is right, now the imperial court can still support it, and it is not in urgent need of money at all, so it is better to keep it. I see, I'll fool you later.

Zhu Zhangui: Grandpa is mighty, grandpa is righteous!

After the two made eye contact, the old man had a number in his heart, he coughed lightly, looked at Xia Yuanji and asked.

"Xia Aiqing, if I remember correctly, the current finances of the imperial court are enough to support the operation of the imperial court."

has followed the old man for most of his life, Xia Yuanji, who is as fine as a monkey.

The eye contact between the grandfather and grandson just now was seen by many people present.

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning, Xia Yuanji could conclude from the old man's words that this gold really existed, but the old man was moved by his grandson and planned to hide the money for the time being.

"Emperor Tai, that..."

"Don't do this or that, just tell me whether the current money is enough for the court's own use."

Since he wanted to keep this gold, the old man naturally wouldn't let Xia Yuanji mention this matter again.

"This..."

Xia Yuanji thought for a moment, "The blood transfusion of the colonies in various places, plus the taxes in various places, is currently enough for the imperial court. ”

"But the premise is that the navy doesn't add too many steel battleships, and if you build steel battleships according to the plan given by the navy, it will definitely not be enough."

"Of course, Yu Shangshu's army equipment plan will definitely not work."

When Xia Yuanji said this, he glanced at Yu Qian fiercely.

"Army equipment program?"

The old man who had just come back naturally didn't know Yu Qian's plan, and looked at Yu Qian curiously, he was very curious about what kind of equipment Yu Qian wanted to add to the army, which made Xia Yuanji annoyed like this.

"Grandpa, the plan of the military department is here!"

Before Qian spoke, Zhu Zhangui handed the book that Yu Qian gave him yesterday to the old man.

The old man took it, opened it and looked at it, and the corners of his mouth trembled fiercely.

Damn, 2 billion!

This is also that he is not as grumpy as he used to be, if someone gave him this plan when he first took over the imperial court, he would definitely throw the song directly in that person's face.

What the fuck are you dreaming about? If Lao Tzu wants to have so much money, will he be deceived when he rebels back then?

Although he was shocked by the numbers above, the old man still read all the pieces carefully, and finally understood what kind of equipment it was, and it required so much money.

The old man naturally knows the radio station, and he also knows how useful it is.

In the past, there were letters and messages that had to be transmitted thousands of miles away, and it was possible to receive them in a few months or even half a year if it was not an eight-hundred-mile rush.

But since there is a radio station, thousands of miles away in an instant, the old man can be said to like it very much.

The veterans under his command often praised it, saying that if the army had to have this thing, it would have a 30% chance of winning without fighting the enemy.

The old man also considered popularizing the radio into the army, but considering the price of this thing, he could only reluctantly give up this idea.

"I've also read the plan of the Ministry of War, how can I say it, it really costs money!"

Throwing the piece on the imperial case, the old man looked at everyone and slowly said his own way.

"However, the military situation is like fire, and if you can get a chance of winning a moment soon, it is inevitable that the radio will be popularized to the army."

"The emperor, but the price is too high, and the court really can't support it."

Seeing that the old man was going to approve this plan, Xia Yuanji was so anxious that he became angry.

"Don't worry, listen to what I've said!"

Stretching out his hand to appease Xia Yuanji, the old man said to everyone: "My idea is this, prepare 10 radio stations for the military department, and if there is a war in the future, let the commanders sent out take them, and then distribute them to various armies for unified scheduling." ”

"It is a complete waste to assign to each legion, they usually only train on a daily basis, if there are no accidents, there are almost no combat communications, ordinary means of communication are enough."

"The local garrison can share one with the county government, and it can save a fortune, and the imperial court can also receive information in time."

"You can also have one at the border in each place, so that if there is any emergency, it can be transmitted back immediately."

After speaking, the old man smiled and patted the Zhang, "In this way, in addition to the ones allocated to the county offices, 20 radio stations on the army side are almost enough, which can not only solve the problem, but also save a lot of money." ”

"In the future, let the craftsman battalion do a good research and strive for us to make it ourselves, so that the cost will be reduced, and it can be popularized on a large scale."

Yu Qian thought about it and stood up and bowed.

"The Emperor Shengming!"

The other ministers, except for Xia Yuanji, also saluted and agreed.

"But the emperor, more than 20 radio stations are not cheap, these are all large models, one is worth 10 million, these more than 20 are more than 200 million, and the household department can't afford it."

Although it has dropped to more than 20 units, Xia Yuanji still thinks it is expensive

"You!"

The old man shook his head helplessly, this civil official who has never fought a war is just not alive in his brain.

"Xia Shangshu, these more than 20 radio stations actually only need a few large models, and the commander will bring them over and assign them to various troops, and the small and medium-sized models are enough."

"The imperial court only needs to contact the commander, and the rest of the sub-legions, the imperial court does not need to contact. After all, if we choose a manager, we have to believe him, and overstepping our authority will disrupt the coach's command. ”

Zhu Zhangui stood up with a smile and explained to Xia Yuanji.

After listening to the explanation, Xia Yuanji also reacted.

He looked down and picked at his fingers and calculated, and finally his eyes lit up.

"In this case, in fact, tens of millions of taels are enough."

Zhu Zhangui nodded with a smile, and was just about to echo it, when Xia Yuanji's next sentence made his face darken.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, even if it is tens of millions, the household department will not be able to take it out, or you will pay the money."

In the end, after Xia Yuanji's scoundrel and the old man's decision, Zhu Zhangui still paid out of his own pocket and paid the radio station money of the military department.

As for the matter of the Fast Legion, the old man thought about it for a long time, and decided to temporarily form a small army as an experimental force, and then increase the investment if it was determined to be feasible.

After discussing this matter, the next step is to report at the end of the year.

In addition to the Ministry of Households' continuous withdrawal, the progress of other departments is very good, especially the Ministry of Railways, which is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Industry, and the results reported are even more gratifying.

After nearly three years of construction, after the death of countless small gourds and slaves of other ethnic groups, the railway network covering the whole country of the Ming Dynasty, the main tic-tac-toe route is nearing completion, and it is expected to be put into use next autumn.

In this regard, the old man Long Yan Dayue fiercely praised Yang Rong, who took over the announcement.

The subsequent debriefing was spent in a joyful and relaxed atmosphere.

The court meeting went on until noon, and Zhu Fatpang, the emperor who had listened to the meeting for a long time, officially announced that this year's work ended perfectly, and everyone could go home for the end of the New Year.

"You little cub, your luck is really not ordinary, you can make so much money by going to sea, I knew that your little cub was so able to make money, the second year you came back and died, I should have driven you away and went to the sea with Zheng He to make money."

At the end of the court, the old man smiled and took the group to the harem to prepare for lunch, and when he was on the way, he patted Zhu Zhangui on the shoulder and said regretful words.

Zhu Zhangui smiled.

"We don't have any other skills, but we can make money, grandpa, let me tell you, let's ...... this trip."

As soon as Zhu Zhangui was about to talk about what happened in the West, his personal eunuch Li Da hurried over.

"Prince, the craftsman battalion is looking for you, saying that the plane has been built and can take off at any time!"

Zhu Zhangui's body shook and grabbed Li Da.

"What do you say, the plane is built!"

Li Da didn't know what the plane was, but it must be very important to look at the prince's expression.

"Yes, they sent people here when the court meeting was held, but they didn't dare to go in, for fear of disturbing the court meeting, so they waited at the East Palace."

"Just now, when you asked the slave maid to go back and inform the princess that she would not go back to dinner, you happened to run into them, and they asked the slave maid to pass the news to you."

"Great!"

Zhu Zhangui punched his fists excitedly.

The plane, which he had been looking forward to for many years, finally appeared.

The sky in this world will always belong to Da Ming from today on, and the hundred-year unified global plan originally planned in his heart can also be officially put on the agenda.

(End of chapter)