Chapter 3: The Imperial Struggle

Jinluan Palace, the palace is as its name, the gilded jade dwelling, the floor paved with white jade, the lifelike jade carved dragon body, majestic and domineering, gorgeous and dazzling.

On the dragon chair, Qin Xiao watched and listened to all directions, accepted the worship of hundreds of officials, and sang a uniform voice of long live.

Qin Xiao never thought that the scenes in film and television dramas would happen to him, and one day he would be able to sit on a high platform and look down on all beings, accepting the raised heads of others.

At this moment, the desire brought by power is infinitely magnified in his heart, and a good man should be so drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, and wake up to the power of the world!

This emperor, Lao Tzu should be decided.

Even if Jesus comes, it's useless, Lao Tzu doesn't care what kind of king it is, as long as he becomes bigger and stronger, he lives happily!

"Your Majesty, Shanhaiguan has been raining heavily for three consecutive years, flash floods have erupted, the people have no fixed residence, and there is no grain harvest, and now a large number of refugees are pouring towards the capital!" The white-bearded old man in a cyan official uniform walked to the center and said with tears in his eyes.

When Qin Xiao heard this, he couldn't imagine that the flood had reached this point, and if he continued like this, he would have to destroy the country!

After he pondered for a moment, the dragon's eyes bloomed with a dazzling light, and he said loudly, "Send grain!" Send money! Settle in lumens no matter what! ”

"As for the people in the household department, if you are dead, let me hear it, and immediately allocate funds to help the homeless!"

"Don't let me be idle, raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a while, and immediately send troops to Shanhaiguan to help the displaced people rebuild their homes!"

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials looked at each other, and the current treasury of the great cadres was afraid that rats would cry when they saw it.

At this time, the old fat man with a bloated body and a fortune in old age walked out, the fat on his face piled up into a line, and his mind was heavy, this person's name was Tang Sicheng, the official Li Guifei's father Hubu Shangshu, and most of the civil and military officials were headed by him.

He is a powerful man who wields power.

The fat on his face trembled, and he said very embarrassedly: "Back to Your Majesty, the household department is also more than enough and not enough, the treasury is as clean as the old minister's face at this time, and there is no money at all." The Yongle Palace built by His Majesty the year before last had already spent most of the savings of the national treasury, and this year His Majesty is going to build the Wuji Palace, all of which have been hollowed out. ”

"Don't say that the money is allocated to help the refugees, even the officials' salaries are so worried that the old ministers can't eat, Your Majesty!"

Can't send it out?

Qin Xiao was shocked, according to the memory of the original owner, the territory of the Daqian Dynasty was vast, there were countless mines, tens of millions of grasslands, and countless fertile fields, how could it be reduced to the point that the officials could not make money?

His first reaction was that there was a big tiger, stealing food and stealing.

"Now immediately bring me the details of the treasury over the years, I want to see how I ended up poor!" His brow furrowed, and his tone was cold.

Tang Sicheng saw His Majesty's brows tightened, and couldn't help but be surprised, what happened to His Majesty today, why did he suddenly want to see the situation of the national treasury?

Surprised, he didn't worry too much about it, even if he asked someone to get the details of the treasury for the years.

Ten years later, the book was sent and passed to Qin Xiao's hands.

After reading it carefully, his face became more and more gloomy, and he exhaled deeply.

Damn it! The money was used like this, his predecessor was really ridiculous, either to build Yongle Palace or to build Wuji Palace, and to take Concubine Li to the south for three days, working hard and losing money.

However, it doesn't stop there.

He probably estimated that even if two new palaces were built, the southern tour at both ends in three days would not empty the treasury, and the officials' salaries would not be released.

Not yet, not yet.

Under the towering tree, there must be rotting roots.

He sneered in his heart, since there is a big tiger in my world, then I will defeat it. It's just that now that I have first come here, there are no trustworthy people in my hands, not to mention rashly fighting tigers and scaring snakes, and they may be counterattacked, so it seems that they can only think in the long run.

After thinking for a long time, he said with a straight face: "The construction of the Wuji Hall has been stopped, all the additional expenses have been reduced, and all the entertainment projects have been stopped. ”

"Starting from me, all the food and clothing will be halved, and whether it is the auction of Yongle Palace in the suburbs, or the rental of the winery, in short, I will see the money in three days! The money must be allocated to Shanhaiguan after three days! ”

After finishing speaking, the hall was silent, and the jaws of the civil and military officials almost fell to the ground, and their eyes were full of shock.

Is this still our Majesty? The Shanhaiguan flood has been reported for three consecutive years, but he has never paid attention to it, what is it that stimulated him today!

Tang Sicheng's eyes flashed with doubts in the fat pile, and he looked at Qin Xiao quietly, and he chose to be silent.

"God bless the great Qian, Your Majesty's Wenzhi Martial Arts 1"

"Shanhaiguan is alive, the refugees have been saved, and the displaced people can no longer be displaced."

"Long live Your Majesty!"

The old man in green clothes and white beard who stood up before fell to the ground on the spot, howling and crying, and everyone was shocked.

Qin Xiao has an impression, this person is Bu Qingyi from the Hanlin Academy!

As his name suggests, he was originally a scholar of cloth clothes, and he was admitted to the Hanlin Academy all the way from the bottom, in order to be the dawn of the people in the world. In the past three years, the flood in Shangshu Mountain Customs has been continuous, but the predecessor indulged in wine, turned the old man away many times, and was thrown into prison several times, suffering a lot.

A sense of sadness arose in his heart, mixed with resentment towards his predecessor, and secretly thought in his heart that he was dedicated to the great work, a usable person, and must be reused in the future!

Here!

The gaze of Tang Sicheng, the head of the household department, was gloomy and looked around, pausing on the body of an official.

The official had a clear heart, and then walked to the center, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, the minister has something important to write." ”

"Accurate!" Qin Xiao waved his hand domineeringly.

"There are bandits on the Ancient Tea Horse Road all the year round, from dozens of people to as many as 10,000 people today, rape and plunder, the nearby residents are miserable, and the rich merchants are harassed by it all the year round!"

"If we don't take measures, I'm afraid it will shake the country's foundation!"

Qin Xiao rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly realized that the current Daqian was full of holes and was on the verge of crumbling!

"What's there to think about, fuck me for the soldiers." His attitude is very obvious, and things that shake the foundation of the country cannot be tolerated and must be put an end to.

His eyes swept over the civil and military officials like a torch, "Zhong Aiqing, who is willing to exterminate this gang of bandits for me!" ”

The civil official looks like he is watching the play, and the military general is you look at me, no one dares to take this head, everyone knows that if a big cadre drops a military feat, it must be from the Tang family, whoever dares to rob it will be put in small shoes tomorrow, and if he loses his official position, he is afraid of dying!

Suddenly, one of the civil officials watching the play walked out and recommended righteously: "Your Majesty, the general Tang Shanhu is enough to be qualified for this trip!" ”

As soon as this mouth opened, someone below immediately echoed.

"Yes, General Tang is young and promising, and the bandits wave their hands."

"General Tang is loyal and patriotic, his heart can express the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, he is a brave general, and the marching array is even better, and the battle of the Ancient Tea Horse Road is none other than General Tang!"