The next morning,

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi first read the memorial from the Ministry of Revenue. The renovation of the Qing Dynasty requires 250,000 yuan in silver, and it is not enough to empty the small treasury.

"The strong servant of the Ministry of Works is still waiting to settle the silver." Wang Qiong said with a bow.

In just one month, the royal family will have to spend a huge amount of 250,000.

There was no need to spend this money. Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath and looked at Zhu Houzhao and said, "You really don't have the money?"

"My son is honest, I've handed over everything." Zhu Houzhao said in a disappointment.

If this were to ordinary people, I would probably believe it, but Zhu Houzhao said it and always felt that he would have to search again.

There was still 100,000 taels of silver left, and the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi had no choice but to make up for it from the treasury.

Zuo Zongyi, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War, asked: "The Supreme Emperor, what is the matter of Tatar tax control?"

Yan Chengjin thought for a moment.

Yesterday, the Supreme Emperor and the Dukes had not made a decision yet. The Tatars were not as docile as the Han people. They forced themselves to pay taxes, and they were afraid that they would even kill the tax supervisors.

The straw bunch is worthless and cannot collect a lot of silver from the Tatars.

But if you do not collect taxes from the Tatars, you will need to pay a balance and do not collect taxes from the people of the border town.

It seems that this matter is extremely difficult, and it is difficult for the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi and the Dukes to decide.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Yan Chengjin deeply: "Yan Qing's family?"

"I can't think of a good idea."

"Think about it again." The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi looked at him calmly, just like an old father looking at his son, with his eyes smiling.

Yesterday, all the officials discussed it, but Yan Chengjin did not participate.

But this guy has the most idea.

Li Dongyang and others' eyes fell on Yan Chengjin.

At this time, Zhang Fuhua said without hesitation: "The grassland is wide, and the horse grass is fertile than Jizhou. It collects two bunches per month, but the tax service is not heavy.

The court had just opened a warehouse for relief silver, and out of gratitude, the Tatars wanted to accept it."

For the court, collecting taxes is just a form, and there is no expectation to collect much silver.

The meaning is very different.

For the imperial court, the Tatars were adopted sons, and the Han people were their own sons.

If you are better with your adopted son than your own son, the Han people on the border will feel dissatisfied, lose the hearts of the people, and some people will start a business again.

Yan Chengjin also added: "What Mr. Zhang said is reasonable. The court can be treated equally according to the different local people's sentiments.

This matter is extremely important, and it is not to worry about poverty but inequality.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi showed a firm look in his eyes: "There is no tax supervisory system in the territory of the Tatar, so let it be handed over to the Censorate."

Yan Chengjin had someone to send, and nodded slightly.

The officials in the court are all smart people, and this is not a good thing. Stop your mouth and fear it will fall on you.

Back at the duty room, Yan Chengjin ordered Zheng to dry.

Soon, Lu Wan walked into the duty room with a curious expression and bowed and said, "Mr. Yan is looking for a senior official?"

Yan Chengjin thought for a while and said, "I want to send you to Tatar tax matters."

Lu Wan was worried about his face. If he forced himself to take over, he would be killed by the Tatars. If he couldn't take over, he would become a bad debt. The court would blame him.

"I think I am the confidant of the adults. I can serve the adults like Fang Xue and Zheng Gan, but the adults want to harm me like this."

Yan Chengjin thought to himself, "This is the last time I will return with merit, and I will believe in you."

The newly built Ganqing Palace has been completed, and the red paint has been painted with shiny shiny, filled with a slightly pungent smell.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi was overjoyed and walked into the palace to look around, "What do you think?"

Liu Jian, Li Dongyang and others walked into the hall.

This is a repair of the Ministry of Works’ Military Land Qingli Department. The technology has been significantly improved due to the influence of Liangxiang’s science and technology.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Yan Chengjin and wondered: "Lao Gao, why don't you go in?"

Yan Chengjin shook his head and put on several masks, but this was useless, so he simply took a few steps back.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi and the Duke showed a thoughtful look and quickly thought about what this son was doing.

"Yan Qing's family?"

"I have a saying..."

"I forgive you for not guilty."

"This hall has just been painted and you have to wait a year before you can move in. If you move in at this time, there may be poisonous gas invasion."

Unfamiliar with chemistry, Yan Chengjin dared not make sure that formaldehyde could not smell, but he wanted Zhu Houzhao to live for a few more years, which was true.

The ministers' expressions changed slightly, and this guy was always exaggerating.

Zhu Houzhao became anxious and said, "Didn't the money from the small treasury be paid in vain? The treasury compensates the money!"

Wang Qiong's expression could not be stopped, so he quickly looked at Yan Chengjin and whispered: "My dear nephew, you can't talk nonsense."

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly, except for the bad smell of paint, there was nothing unusual around him, and then said, "Why can't I see it? If you don't live, I will be my bedroom first."

New Mansion emphasizes popularity and rise to the king.

Wouldn't it become a cold palace after being left for a year? Besides, it cost so much money to be passed outside the palace, and it might be criticized by the people.

The masters nodded slightly and nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Chengjin's eyes flashed. With today's conditions, formaldehyde cannot be distinguished, and he dared not be sure.

What should be said is worthy of the grace of the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi.

You can't blame him if you die.

Zhu Houzhao wanted to walk into the hall with her legs, but Gu Dayi held her thigh tightly: "Master, let's listen to Lord Yan, right?"

It’s not that Gu Dayong is afraid of death, it’s that Yan Chengjin’s mouth is too poisonous and everything he says is effective.

"I've spent all the money, can't I see it?"

The eunuchs in the East Palace didn't know whether to stop them, so they were at a loss and were quarreling in front of the main hall.

"Old Gao, my treasury is empty, what can I earn money?"

Yan Chengjin's treasury was also empty, and most of the Tang and Song treasury were spent on their treasury, and they also needed money in urgent need.

At this time,

A Hanlin walked quickly towards here with his clothes in his arms, and he was a little panicked, "Sir Yan, can the Supreme Emperor be there? The memorial sent by Jianchang, Nanzhili."

Yan Chengjin opened it and glanced briefly, and his heart skipped a beat.

In the main hall, the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi and the Dukes were watching in the back hall. When they saw the memorial, their bodies trembled.

The smiles gradually faded and their faces became solemn.

Everyone looked at Zhu Houzhao in unison, with deep eyes.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi asked seriously, "How is the people's livelihood in Xinchang?"

"In Jiangnan, it is a poor place. The Supreme Emperor also knew that the gentry in Jiangnan occupied a large area, and the people were not as good as Ansheng in the Northern Zhili." Zhang Fuhua stayed in Nan Zhili for more than ten years and was deeply touched.

Although Jiangnan was rich, the land was all belonged to gentry, and the people's lives were not as good as those in Northern Zhili.

The Supreme Emperor's eyes moved slightly, and his teeth were itchy.

Li Dongyang asked calmly: "Prince Emperor might as well check it first, why did the trouble be brought up?"

Zhu Houzhao didn't know what happened yet, so she blinked and looked at Yan Chengjin: "Lao Gao, what's wrong?"

"Xu Jiuling, the Northern Zhili, rebellion."

Yan Chengjin counted the number of people. Is this the ninth person to rebel?

Zhu Houzhao was stunned. No wonder his father and the princes looked like they were going to eat him raw.

There are not many people who have been in rebellion this time, so the local garrison can be pacified.

"Take Xinchang's residence newspaper, I need to take a closer look." The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi spoke.

Xiao Jing quickly brought it to the residence for a newspaper.

The eyes of the Lords are flowing,
Chapter completed!