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Chapter 595 Disaster(2/2)

"You have done well. After I return to Beijing this time, I will give you a seal in front of the emperor. In addition, I will also arrange for the navy to come over. You will no longer have to worry about Japanese pirates."

"Thank you uncle."

The warship set sail again and soon arrived at the mouth of the Yangtze River. This trip took more than two months, and Han Du finally came back. He arranged for people to disembark, and hurriedly went to the capital to report that Han Du would go out to sea this time.

What happened next, I wrote a memorial to Lao Zhu in detail.

Han Du led the warship slowly upstream.

In Jinshen Palace, Lao Zhu was holding a memorial with a sad face. As the weather gradually entered summer, memorials about drought, water shortage and harvest in various places floated towards Lao Zhu like snowflakes.

On the large imperial court, all piled up were memorials about drought and poor harvests in various places, as well as petitions for tax exemptions.

But this tax, does it mean that it can be reduced or reduced by reducing it? If it is only reduced or reduced for one or two places, it is okay. But the taxes in the world during the Hongwu Period are not sufficient. If they are reduced and reduced on a large scale, the court will not be able to survive?

Can Lao Zhu survive his life?

You must know that in order to conquer the Northern Yuan Dynasty, the imperial court has been preparing for war for years. If the tax reduction and exemption are too much and the imperial court cannot come up with the money, how can it feed the hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the border? If this causes a mutiny, it will be a disaster.

Therefore, Lao Zhu would never dare to reduce or reduce taxes. Even though he knew that the people in the world were in difficulty, he could not reduce or reduce taxes.

"Father, this is a memorial from the Chief Envoy of Henan Province. The drought in Henan this year has been extremely serious, and now it has reached the point where there is no harvest. I sincerely request my father to reduce taxes in Henan and immediately allocate money and grain to Henan for disaster relief.

"

Zhu Biao stood in front of Lao Zhu with a miserable look on his face, and said with pain in his voice.

Zhu Biao read the memorial from the Chief Envoy of Henan, and it made him heartbroken. It was so miserable. Starting from April and May, the wheat harvest began to fail due to drought. By June, the drought had not slowed down.
Chapter completed!
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