Chapter 391: At the Feast
He Qingxiao's heart jumped, and his face was not shocked: "Well, I'm back."
Xin Yu's eyes turned slightly, looking at Emperor Xingyuan.
Emperor Xingyuan patted the account book: "Zhuqing came here to say one thing. In the south, where the new policy was tried, the summer grain tax was collected."
When the ministers saw He Qingxiao, they guessed that there was no surprise after listening to Emperor Xingyuan, of course, hypocritical congratulations were still needed.
Emperor Xingyuan saw the coldness of these people at a glance.
Come to think of it, isn't the overcharged tax money from those wealthy families, including their families.
But Emperor Xingyuan didn't care about the minister's mood, and shouted with a smile: "Yu Shangshu, you are in charge of our Daxia's money bag, you take a look first."
Hubu Shangshu had long been curious about how much tax money he collected, and as soon as Emperor Xingyuan spoke, he opened the account book with his hand, and his eyes straightened: "Four million taels!"
The people present are all ministries, and although they are far less familiar with the various accounts than the household department, they know some important data by heart.
"This, this is just the tax money for the summer grain in those places? Could it be a mistake?" The Ministry of Rites Shangshu asked in a lost voice.
Others also talked about it and couldn't believe it.
"The tax money will soon go into the treasury." Emperor Xingyuan said lightly.
This means that there can be no mistake in the number, unless He Qingxiao and these people don't have their heads.
Emperor Xingyuan admired the shock of his ministers and asked with a smile, "What do you think of the new policy?"
Hubu Shangshu couldn't wait to speak: "Your Majesty, when the tax and silver in the pilot areas in the north are received, if the amount also increases significantly, it means that the new policy is indeed a good policy for the benefit of the country and the people, and it should be implemented throughout the country!"
In the southern areas alone, the tax money has quadrupled, and this is only the summer grain, and the autumn tax is conventionally more than the summer grain. Even the rest of the country is not as rich as the ones in the south, but it is only doubled, and the final total tax amount will be staggering.
At that time, he, the head of the household, will no longer be worried about losing his hair because of lack of money, but will worry about how to spend it.
What a blissful trouble!
Hubu Shangshu will sell well in the future, hehe laughed out loud.
Other Ministers: "......" is old and crazy.
Emperor Xingyuan not only did not blame the Hubu Shangshu for his gaffe, but felt relieved.
If these people are as selfish as Yu Shangshu, why worry about the difficulty of implementing the new policy.
"In that case, let's wait until the tax money from the Northland arrives. However, a few more cities can be added to the south, and the matter of measuring the land can be done first......" Emperor Xingyuan arranged various matters related to the new policy in an orderly manner.
Xin Yu listened silently and quietly looked at He Qingxiao.
He obviously hasn't had much rest after a long journey, his face is hard to hide his tiredness, his clothes are stained, but his eyes are as bright as cold stars, which makes people unconsciously ignore others.
He Qingxiao noticed Xin Yu's gaze.
When it came to her, he was always sharper.
But instead of casting his gaze to make contact with it, he lowered his eyes, restraining his rapid heartbeat and surging thoughts.
Xin Yu silently retracted his gaze and listened to Emperor Xingyuan say: "Tomorrow, Prince Baori will return to Xiling with this batch of sugar, and you will also participate in today's feast."
"Yes."
Emperor Xingyuan looked at Xin Yu: "If this transaction can be successfully completed, Xin Zhizhao should be credited. You're tired these days, so rest well."
Although he has no objection to Prince Baori being the son-in-law, he can't let Ayu show up on this occasion, lest others misunderstand him, who is in a hurry to marry as an emperor.
After that, all the ministers, including Xin Yu, left, leaving He Qingxiao to talk to Emperor Xingyuan alone.
Xin Yu did not go back to Hanlin Academy, but first went back to Xin's house to change his dress, and then went to Qingsong Bookstore.
"The owner looks so good today." As soon as Liu Zhou saw Xin Yu, he opened his mouth and praised it.
Xin Yumi's face did not change color, and he let out a "hmm" and walked to the bookshelf.
Xiaolian, who came with Xin Yu, covered her mouth and snickered.
Liu Zhou, a fool, can't see it, did the girl sweep the rouge today?
"Small
Sister Lian is in a good mood today."
"Of course, the sugar mill is done, and the girl can have a good rest."
The most important thing is that Lord He is finally back.
She watched the girl subconsciously rub the little monkey ornament given by Lord He, so she was anxious for the girl and Lord He.
How can a pair of beautiful people set up tomorrow and tomorrow only be stuffy in their hearts? The girl is like this, and so is Lord He.
"Sister Xiaolian, I have something to ask you."
"You say."
Liu Zhou pulled Xiaolian aside, and lowered his voice: "What does the girl think of Prince Baori?"
"Go aside, how can the girl like Prince Baori."
"That's good."
Xiaolian frowned: "You are a big man, why do you care about this?"
"Ask, just ask."
Thankfully, he didn't make a mistake.
The sun moved west, and He Qingxiao, who returned to the house to bathe and change clothes and change into a vermilion official uniform, went to the banquet on time.
When Prince Baori arrived, he swept his eyes and felt disappointed.
"Lord Yu, why don't you see Miss Xin?"
In these days in the capital, among the officials of Daxia, Prince Baori, in addition to some officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple, is most familiar with Yu Shangshu.
His voice is not small, and he is right, attracting a lot of attention.
He Qingxiao finally knew what Prince Baori looked like.
The letter describes a foreign prince who is a little reckless, but he is a handsome young man with outstanding eyebrows and eyes. Because he is young, handsome, downright, and confident, his slightly outrageous words and deeds reveal a fascinating vitality.
It is a warmth that the vast majority of Daxia men do not have.
The sour mood rose again, hovering and not daring to break through the atrium, only rampage in the closed small world.
He Qingxiao suddenly realized that Ayu, who had experienced the pain of losing her mother, was actually more suitable for such a person.
Before the feast began, he took up the wine and drank it all.
Tobe Shangshu was pulled by Prince Baori, so he had to answer, "Miss Xin has been busy with the sugar mill recently, and she is tired."
"That's right." Prince Baori sighed, very unwilling, "Tomorrow Xiao Wang will return to Xiling, will Miss Xin see off Xiao Wang like Lord Yu?"
The corner of Tobe Shangshu's mouth twitched.
What does it mean to be the same as him? The emperor didn't say anything to let him see him off.
"I don't know very much."
Prince Baori regretfully picked up the wine glass, and his eyes suddenly paused.
Discover a fresh face.
Originally, he thought that the officials of Great Xia all looked similar, and the most handsome was the Emperor of Great Xia, but now there is a man with a more prosperous demeanor.
"Lord Yu, who is the young official in the scarlet robe?"
Hubu Shangshu silently glanced at the scarlet official robe on his body, and said in his heart Is there only a good-looking prince in the eyes of this Baori prince, obviously the ministers present are all wearing vermilion clothes......
"That is Changle Hou, the envoy of Jinlin Weibei Town, who came back from his mission."
"Such a young master."
Prince Baori looked at He Qingxiao, and suddenly had a thought: Miss Xin shouldn't like Changle Hou, right?