The dynasty and the family are actually the same truth, if their own economic strength is insufficient, it is extremely irrational to compare with others and buy a car and a house.

Since Hongzhi ascended the throne, although he has done a very good job in open source, the "staff expenses" of the imperial court have not stopped, and several "big projects" have been done.

Because Hongzhi insisted on not raising taxes on the people and did not want to squeeze the life-saving money from the families of the people at the bottom, the Ming Dynasty's finances were already stretched.

It is precisely in this way that when the imperial court is hindered from promoting the national debt, even if it does not give priority to the initial funds for the exploitation of Luzon gold mines, it can no longer raise swords against the Haixi Jurchens.

You must know that the most expensive behavior in this era is not the construction of palaces, but this kind of long-distance crusade, and every war is burning money.

The Han Dynasty reached the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and after many recuperations, it had the capital to attack the Xiongnu in the north, and the Ming Dynasty also collapsed the monetary system because of Taizong Zhu Di's southern expedition and northern war.

Although Qiu Jun was full of resentment, he chose to remain silent like the other officials of the Fengtian Temple.

In fact, there are many officials who think the same as Qiu Jun, but now that Zhu Youzhu is already an emperor who is full of words, and the Kule rub just now is simply kicking his nose in the face, no one dares to stand up against it.

In the final analysis, this matter can only be blamed on the little tribal leader, and he doesn't look at who the current Ming Emperor is, and he dares to provoke the tyrant so blatantly.

Well, now that the tyrant has plenty of reasons to fight, not even ten oxen can pull it back.

As for the final outcome, it is destined to be a defeat for both sides, and their Ming side will rack their brains to raise money and food for the war, and the Alchuka tribe is facing annihilation.

New Year's Day ushered in a round of bright morning sun, the golden sun fell in the Forbidden City, and the palace here became more and more splendid.

The next banquet was carried out according to a fixed process, but there was no more turmoil.

It's just that after experiencing the turmoil just now, whether it is the imperial party or Qingliu, they don't have a good appetite in the face of the table full of delicacies, so naturally they can't talk about having fun.

Zhu Youzhi was not affected by the incident, and his appetite today was good, but for the sake of his own safety, he only ate a little of everything.

He naturally knew that once the war broke out again in the Northeast, it would put a lot of pressure on the finances of the Ming Dynasty, and he would even force himself to levy more taxes and send more troops to the people.

It's just that if the Ming Empire wants to rise, then it can't easily back down, let alone make concessions on principled issues, otherwise it can only continue to follow the old path of history in the end.

Xing, the people are bitter.

Death, the people suffer.

This situation must be cured once and for all, otherwise in the end it will be the people of China who will suffer, and no matter how good the prosperous era is, it will only be a self-deceptive literati game after all.

It is precisely because of this that since the Haixi Jurchens are not convinced, they will fight until they are convinced, and even take the opportunity to change this foreign policy of "taking from the people and using them for the sake of the people".

If his own people do not love it, then this kind of empire is not destined to last more than three hundred years.

Originally, he planned to mine the gold mines in Luzon, and then slowly collect the bloodsuckers attached to the Ming Dynasty after the imperial court had a more stable source of wealth.

It's just that the plan can't catch up with the changes after all, but they didn't expect that the little Haixi Jurchen tribe would dare to make such a request in the Great Dynasty, and they simply wanted to use the Ming Dynasty as their ATM.

Although they had to face more complex problems in the future, the Haixi Jurchens must not back down in the face of kicking their noses and faces, but also plunder resources from the outside to feed their own people.

After ten years of empty food, it is still difficult for Junen to repay a meal.

In the music of the palace, Liu Ji raised his glass to greet the emperor when he saw the emperor drinking wine, and when he saw the emperor holding a chopstick, he also followed him with a chopstick, like a puppet without a soul.

Liu Ji is already regarded as the first assistant of the cabinet in the real sense, and now he realizes that Daming will face more serious financial problems, and he is silently meditating and trying to express himself.

Li Yu and other officials also wanted to share the emperor's worries, although they were now facing the problem of war funds, but they knew that they had to solve the mining funds of Luzon gold mines first.

It's only a full three million taels of silver, even if they are willing to take out all their family funds and contribute to the imperial court, it is just a drop in the bucket.

History seems to have played another big joke, obviously the most powerful people in this era, but they still have to worry about money.

After the banquet was over, after the civil and military officials and a group of relatives and envoys sent the emperor away, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and left the Fengtian Hall in groups.

The winter sun hangs high in the sky, and the whole world is bathed in golden sunlight.

"Is there another war at the beginning of the year?"

"People are glaring at each other, can you not fight?"

"A small Jurchen tribe will be wiped out directly!"

……

Wujing Marquis Zhao Chengqing and other martial artists left the Fengtian Palace, and a martial marquis talked about the war, and as a result, the vast majority of martial artists clearly expressed their support.

In fact, Wu Xun has a stronger obsession with war, not because they love war, but because they need to improve their status through war.

Unlike civilian officials who are proficient in governing the country, their greatest asset in martial arts has always been military merit.

They have been cultivated as the seeds of great generals of the empire since they were young, and they don't need to be strong themselves, as long as they are stronger than the martial artists of their peers, they are already outstanding.

As long as they are brave enough, they can go around the army and take the initiative to attack when they encounter more fights and fewer attacks, and they can often get high praise from the imperial court.

Of course, now they very much hope to be able to follow Zhao Chengqing's example, and through the stance of foreign wars, they can be promoted to the rank of knight, and they can also hold military and political power.

Although today's saints have received Confucian education since childhood, they are not emperors who value literature over martial arts, but instead provide them with many opportunities for martial arts.

In the past, Xu Shiying, who was in the Dingguo Mansion, was the governor of the East China Sea, and Zhao Chengqing ruled Jianzhou as the general soldier of Jianzhou.

Guozijian Jiu Xinjian Bo Wang Hua listened quietly beside him, and he didn't have too strong a desire for military merit in his heart, but he knew that after the beginning of the year, Guozijian had to pay more attention to military disciplines.

Thanks to the appropriation of the imperial court, the Guozijian under his leadership not only expanded the campus, but also set up a bonus formulation.

Since he became the priest of the country, he has become more and more aware of the importance of money, and the cradle of the empire's talents is inseparable from the allocation of finance.

Now that he learned that the empire was going to fight abroad, his first reaction was to cultivate more military talents, so as to help the empire win all battles.

"This battle is not said to be fought, how can the money and food come from?"

"The money on the Luzon side has not been raised yet, and now where is the money to fight!"

"The money and food for the war is indeed a problem, but this war must be fought!"

"If it weren't for He Qiaoxin who played that play a few years ago, why would things have come to this?"

……

Li Si and other officials walked down the steps towards Fengtianmen, and some officials couldn't help but worry about money and food, but more officials supported the war, and then pointed the finger at He Qiaoxin, the secretary of the criminal department.

In fact, the ideal outcome would be for the imperial court to solve Luzon's financial problem through national debt, and they would be much more relaxed in the face of this war.

Only now, they not only have to settle the war money against the Haixi Jurchens, but also have to find a way to prepare the three million taels of silver.

It is precisely like this, after thinking of the disgusting behavior of He Qiaoxin, the secretary of the Criminal Department, they also can't wait to eat He Qiaoxin's flesh raw.

Tweet......

In the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, He Qiaoxin, who was locked up here, sneezed loudly.

After being locked up in this cell for one night, not to mention the pampered He Qiaoxin, even ordinary people couldn't stand it here, so they naturally caught a cold.

He Qiaoxin was curled up in the corner at this moment, suddenly aware that someone was cursing him, thinking that he was frozen like a dog here last night, and suddenly looked in the direction of the Forbidden City with resentment.

Such a tyrant, so unreasonable, probably not long.

Sunny weather tends to bring people a good mood, and the officials who leave the Forbidden City are particularly excited.

Although it was already a holiday the day before yesterday, after all, I still have to participate in today's New Year's Day court, so strictly speaking, the Spring Festival holiday will officially start today.

"The most important thing now is to solve the problem of national debt first!"

"This problem is actually unsolvable, who really dares to lend money to the imperial court?"

"From ancient times to the present, it has been said that loyalty and filial piety, how can there be a reason for the people to lend money to the monarch's father, this is against ethics!"

"If you can't even fill the hole of three million taels, let alone conquer the Haixi Jurchens, this war can't be fought at all!"

……

The clear stream such as the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, Qiu Jun, seemed to be sober in the world, and after pointing out the most urgent problem at the moment, he poured a basin of cold water on it.

Now everyone knows that the imperial court is short of money and is in urgent need of money, but the national debt proposed a year ago is not favored by everyone, and it has even been determined to be a dead end.

It is precisely because of this realization that some nimble officials are in a happy mood, but they know that it may be difficult for the tyrant to get what he wants.

In the Qianqing Palace, the red cannon clothes in the morning fell to the ground.

Zhu Youzhu returned here on a dragon chariot and was very satisfied with the courtyard he lived in.

Although he is facing a war because of the big court, he knows that he needs to be calm when it comes to major events, and the most important thing now is to spend this year's long holiday well.

Although he has everything as an emperor, there are not many times when he can really relax, and he cherishes this leisurely time.

Although it is impossible to leave all the government affairs behind, this holiday will put these government affairs on the back burner.

The situation of the New Year is more special, for the sake of even rain and dew, every year on the Chinese New Year's Eve, it is first finalized to spend the Spring Festival with the Empress, and then five consecutive draws.

From the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the concubines who serve in the bed are destined to be non-repetitive.

I don't know if Zhu Youzhu did it intentionally, or if it was providential.

The first year of junior high school is Chongyuan Lin Qiqi, the second year of junior high school is Shurong Yang Zisu, the third junior high is the moon beauty Qingyue, the fourth junior high school is the golden bell of the lotus beauty domain, and the fifth junior high is the northern concubine Yikexi.

For some reason, in fact, the situation of the third year of junior high school is the same as that of the fourth year of junior high school, which is a game of shared happiness.

On the night of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhu Youzhu met Yang Zisu, who was proficient in medical skills.

Yang Zisu took a biased sword among several concubines, not like the cold of Qingyue, not like the heat of Lotus Beauty, not like the queen's righteousness, nor like the wild of Concubine Bei, but a little wild in tenderness.

She is the ceiling of the slightly fat world, with a little baby fat on her face, but she has a pair of bright big eyes, and her figure is thin where she should be thin and fat where she should be.

In this cold winter, this slightly chubby woman is undoubtedly more seductive.

The candlelight is like a torch, and the whole room is very bright.

The palace maid and the eunuch had already left, and only the female official and the eunuch in charge of the records were waiting outside.

Yang Zisu had already gotten into Zhu Youji's quilt, although he had untied his clothes, he was sitting in front of Zhu Youji, and his beautiful eyes were looking at Zhu Youzhu who was lying on the head of the bed tenderly.

Because Zhu Youzhu did not annihilate his nature with his concubines too much, and even encouraged them to cultivate their own hobbies, so that the arcane arts of the northern concubine did not fall but rose.

Yang Zisu is actually a medical idiot, who seems to treat Zhu Youzhu as a little mouse, and is also seriously helping Zhu Youji's pulse.

In this faint light, Yang Zisu, as a concubine, gave the emperor a pulse on the bed, which is undoubtedly a very rare picture.

"I helped you design a batch of medical gloves, in the future, you really have to insist on giving the concubine or the palace maid a pulse, remember to wear them, beware of bacterial infection!" Zhu Youzhu looked at the faintly looming woman in front of him, and told him seriously.

Although Yang Zisu carefully auscultated to check Zhu Youji's final physical condition, she was also distracted and asked, "Your Majesty, what are bacteria?" ”

Since the successful development of the turtle jelly, she realized that the man in front of her was extraordinary, even if she was obsessed with medical skills since she was a child, she may not be able to be better than the man in front of her.

"A microorganism that we can't see with our eyes, but it really exists, is also the vector of many infectious diseases!" Zhu Youzhu thought of the image of bacteria in the advertisement, so he briefly described it.

In fact, nowadays, many people don't realize that many diseases are caused by personal hygiene problems.

Yang Zisu thought that many infectious diseases in medical books spread rapidly among the poor, and immediately asked for advice: "Then how can we eliminate them?" ”

"It's a tough question, but as far as I know...... Penicillin has an effect! Zhu Youzhu thought about it carefully, and then gave an answer.

If you mention immunology, then you can't do without the revelation of cowpox, but when it comes to the old enemy of bacteria, it is undoubtedly the famous penicillin.

The advent of penicillin can be said to have saved the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

Yang Zisu was attracted by Zhu Youji's words, but she forgot her pulse, and her body involuntarily approached Zhu Youji: "Penicillin? Is this medicine? How do I get it? ”

"First ......"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong!"

Yang Zisu followed Zhu Youji's gaze, and soon noticed that he was already in the spring.

It's just that in the face of the emperor's fiery gaze, she glanced at Zhu Youzhu affectionately, then sensibly raised her nightdress, and then sat down.

"First ...... First of all, it is boiled with taro to make a juice......"

"Mix the juice of the rice grinding...... Cultivating ......"

"Penicillium is cultivated...... Then wait...... Wait a week! ”

……

In the staccato sound, a penicillin was completely confessed from Zhu Youji's mouth, but his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

The woman shook her head and silently wrote down this local method.

The wheels of history seem to have changed at this moment, something that should not have appeared, but the seeds of spring have been planted tonight. (End of chapter)