"Mr. Gu County Master."

"I am here," Gu Yi stood up and said loudly.

"Immediately send the yamen runners from each yamen to always pay attention to the movements of refugees in case of any change."

Yang You remembered the famous sayings from later generations: Stability overwhelms everything. At this time, of course he would not make the same mistake. Only by not giving refugees a chance to cause trouble can he better help these refugees.

"General Qu, General Yin."

"The last one is in" Qu Tutong and Yinshi Master stood up and said.

"From now on, the military will strengthen its vigilance and strictly prevent the infiltration of Sun Hua from Dali." Yang You ordered.

"Don't worry, Your Highness Dai Wang, there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers in Daxing, and Sun Hua and others will not dare to make the idea of ​​Daxing." Qu Tutong said loudly.

Yang You issued several more policy orders to stabilize refugees, and then he turned his attention to Wei Wensheng.

"Please rest assured that your Highness, the old minister will urge all counties to rescue disasters as soon as possible and not let a refugee starve." Wei Wensheng assured with a solemn look that he is the inner historian of Jingzhao and the counties in Daxing are under his jurisdiction.

"I'm working hard for the military commander."

Yang You nodded with satisfaction. At this time, no court official shirked the blame. After all, it would be no harm to them to stabilize the Daxing area.

After Yang Guang left, he left Daxing to the ministers to take care of him. Before leaving, he was rich and healthy, but soon after he left, he was hungry all over the ground. Even if you had great reasons, you could not explain it.

"His Highness Dai is wise, and those displaced people will definitely remember the great kindness of His Highness Dai." Su Sheng choked and said, "I recently learned that there are about 23,000 refugees in Daxing area, but there are nearly 10,000 people near Daxing City, and the cost of disaster relief near Daxing City is nearly 1,000.

Nearly a thousand guan, which means that the entire Daxing area only needs two or three thousand guan in a month to provide disaster relief.

"And the number of refugees is also increasing. It is estimated that the number of refugees will exceed 50,000 by the end of this month." Su Sheng added another sentence.

That means that this month will cost 5,000 guan of disaster relief. Not only this month, but at least it will take until the beginning of next spring, the refugees will slowly dissipate. As time goes by, the news of disaster relief will spread out, and more and more people will gather in Daxing.

"At that time, it will probably be more than 100,000 yuan." An official muttered.

One hundred thousand coins are not a small amount. Many people involuntarily looked at Yan Juncheng, who was the Minister of Revenue and was in charge of the Daxing vassal treasury.

"This..." Feeling everyone's gaze, Yan Juncheng couldn't help but curse himself in disgrace. He wanted to change his life from where he could come from.

"This vassal treasury has no money..." Yan Juncheng said with a tough bullet.

Without money, how could Daxing's vassal treasury have no money? The court was in an uproar. You should know that Daxing is famous for its wealth and is the starting point of the Silk Road. Every year, wealthy businessmen gather, and commercial taxes exceed agricultural taxes. The annual tax is second only to Luoyang, ranking second.

"The Ministry of Revenue did have a lot of savings, but in recent years, Daxing area has paid a large amount of taxes to Luoyang every year. Last month, His Majesty just ordered the construction of a city in Yongfeng Cang, which consumed a lot of vassal treasury."

Yan Juncheng directly pointed out Daxing's current difficulties, which attracted many officials to agree. Indeed, the cost has been a little higher recently, and Daxing alone can't bear it.

"At present, only 70,000 guan is left in the Daxing treasury, and the taxes in Daxing will take two months to pay."

Yan Juncheng said sadly and angryly, the 50,000 of them were spit out this time.

70,000 guan, which seems to be a lot, but the salaries of officials from Daxing next month are probably accounting for most of the salary. If the 70,000 guan is used now, the officials in Daxing next month will have to drink the northwest wind.

Yan Juncheng looked at Su Sheng with a resentful look on his face. If this guy hadn't been troublesome, how could he be so unlucky? He had just escaped from His Highness Dai Wang and fell into this quagmire again in a quarter of an hour.

All the ministers were silent, and there was a saying that one penny stumped the hero, and now these 100,000 stumps have stumped the entire court.

"I have something to report to His Highness Dai if I have something to do."

Gu Yi suddenly got up and walked up, reached out and handed over a note.

Wei Wensheng looked at Gu Yi in confusion, wondering what trick this old fox was playing, so how could he submit a memorial at this time?

Wang Xi jogged down and took the note from Jiyi's hand and handed it to Yang You.

When he opened it, Yang You couldn't help but frowned. This was a memorial to request the corvee service this year. Originally, such things were conventional in previous years and were usually passed without discussion.

Does Gu Yi still think that he doesn’t have enough worries, and he still makes him worry about this matter at this time?

Yang You thought to himself, but there was no expression on his face. He looked up at Gu Yi, trying to see some information from his face.

In later official novels, officials often left half of their speech. Yang You estimated that Gu Yi handed over this memorial at this time had other profound meanings.

However, Gu Yi still stood still with a stern face and stood still. Yang You did not get the secret code, so he had to look at the memorial again, hoping to get useful information.

The memorial is no different, it is just that each household needs to pay a few labor and the ditches to be repaired.

Yang You read it again but didn't find anything, so he had to turn the memorial together. Suddenly, he suddenly opened and looked carefully at the bottom of the memorial.

The information at the bottom is very simple, that is, if an elderly person over 60 years old can take money to serve.

Yang You read these few short sentences several times. Then he closed the memorial gently in a happy mood.

His Highness Dai King’s movement has long been paid attention to by the ministers below, but I don’t know what medicine is sold in the Bone Art Gour.

Now seeing His Highness Dai King's expression relaxed, he couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that memorial can still be made into money?
Chapter completed!