The most discussed thing in the court recently was the various preparations for the Western Expedition.

Food and grass are the top priority. In addition, how to arrange reserve forces, when will follow-up materials be transported, where will the civilians collect, and the mobilization of various materials...

These tasks should not be discussed in the court in detail, but after Xia Yuanji left, the Minister of Revenue became an unlucky official position.

No matter how good you do, if you have Xia Yuanji pearls and jade in front, you can only accept the disadvantage.

If you do not do well, everyone will say: Oh! As expected, you are still not as good as Xia Yuanji!

Liu Zhongfu gritted his teeth and reported to the Ministry of Revenue's current statistics on materials.

"... There is no shortage of food and grass. Even if a 500,000 army goes to war, the Ministry of Revenue is confident that it will mobilize food and grass, but the civilians need all parties to coordinate..."

He looked up at Yang Rong in front of him, feeling a little angry, feeling that the regents and bachelors were all standing and talking without any pain in their backs.

"Mr. Yang said that a place in Shandong needs to cultivate and nourish and rejuvenate, and the call of civil servants should be moderate. But in addition to Shandong, where can we mobilize them? In the past, there will be Henan and Jinling. Could it be that the civil servants will be mobilized from there?"

Liu Zhongfu's complaints aroused some resonance. Zhang Ben went out to work and said, "Your Majesty, the south has too many people, I think it should be moved to the north."

"The people are not willing to move, and now they have a stable life and are trying to mess with them. Then the people's scolding will be bad!"

"What's wrong with it? This is a state affairs! How many people have been cut in the palace since His Majesty ascended the throne? How many expenses have been cut in the palace?"

Du Qian rushed out like a lit firecracker, and he started to spray it when he opened his mouth.

"If this battle is a great victory, there will be no strong rivals in the north and west of the Ming Dynasty. These two directions can reduce a lot of garrisons, which means reducing costs and continuing to reduce them."

Du Qian obviously came prepared. Although his attitude was hot, his words were reasonable and well-founded.

"From the time when the land is continuously provided in the court, the population in the north will continue to grow. Then, wherever it is spread, the Ming Dynasty will be spread!"

These words made the warriors particularly comfortable. Meng Ying came out and said, "Your Majesty, many places along the way were a bit barren. Since the Ming Dynasty did not lack money and food, could it take this opportunity to summon them to transport supplies? In this way, if the people get money and food, there will be less trouble in the Ministry of Revenue."

This is a good suggestion.

Zhu Zhanji said without comment: "The Ministry of Revenue must figure out which place to mobilize the least amount of money. You cannot take away the civilians in front of you, and the people's families will be miserable. This method is not advisable and cannot be used in the future!"

"Your Majesty is kind!"

The ministers praised the emperor's kindness in unison and were sincerely happy that there was another "ancestral teaching" in the Ming Dynasty.

And the one who feels the most profound is Fang Xing.

In the past, emperors would not consider so much. They thought they wanted to collect civil servants, so they would collect them. Then they would reduce taxes according to the policy, but no one would consider whether the price paid by civil servants is equal to the losses of the families of the recruited civil servants.

The ministers won't think about it!

The king won't think about it!

Now that the emperor has proposed this, the people of the world will cheer again after it is spread.

Fang Xing lowered his head, not wanting to let people see his own gratitude.

Later, everyone went out in groups of three or three.

Hu Yi was stopped in front of him, and he returned later.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Pu only heard the clip, as if it was an East Factory and who else was taken.

Hu Yi said with a serious expression: "It's hard to say."

It's hard to say, but it means that the matter is not small and needs to be kept confidential.

Yang Pu watched Hu Yi speed up his pace and said to Yang Rong: "Who was taken?"

Yang Rong shook his head and said, "I don't know. At this time, what the Ming Dynasty needs is stability. If we do another move to clean up the gentry's fields, it would be fine if we don't go to the west to fight."

If there are still constant disputes in the country when they go to the war and the mainstream class has conflicts with the emperor, who dares to let the emperor fight in person?

They didn't leave, they were all waiting here.

Huang Huai said in a deep voice: "I hope everything goes well!"

No one wants any surprises at this time.

These ideas were all vague dissatisfaction with the emperor, but Du Qian did not come out to argue for Zhu Zhanji.

He also felt that what he needed was stability at this time.

If the East Factory takes another large-scale arrest, the officialdom will be panicked and the western expedition will be cast a shadow.

Fang Xing didn't leave either. He stood opposite him and looked ahead lonely.

Don't do it randomly!

He could only pray like this, hoping that Zhu Zhanji would not suddenly want to rectify the administration.

If it were the people, they would think that rectifying the administration was a good thing, and there was nothing to stop him. Whoever stopped him would be a traitor.

But at this moment...

After waiting for a while, I saw Hu Yi coming back in a hurry.

"Your Majesty doesn't know."

Before they could ask questions, Hu Yi said the news that made everyone feel palpitations.

"The East Factory is domineering! He dared not to report to His Majesty and take down Yan Dajian."

He smiled bitterly and said, "I never know what Yan Dajian has, Dongchang..."

Dongchang is looking for death!

Yang Rong looked at Fang Xing and said, "Xinghe Bo, Dongchang is probably going to be cleaned."

Do you think you are Ji Gang?

An Lun is dead!

But Fang Xing was stunned.

Du Qian frowned and said, "Xinghe Bo..."

Fang Xing shook his head suddenly and then started running out.

He ran very fast, as if he was going to save someone.

"Xinghe Bo!"

Fang Xing ran all the way to the East Factory. When he ran to the East Factory and saw more than a dozen soldiers standing outside the door, his heart kept falling.

"Brother Ben is going to go in."

He said breathlessly.

The sergeants guarding the gate did not stop them, they made way.

Fang Xing walked into the door, held his thighs, bent down there and panted, looking for...

There were soldiers standing along the way, with vigilant eyes, as if an enemy army had attacked the East Factory.

"Does go!"

At this time, there were rapid footsteps behind.

Fang Xing turned around and saw that Shenyang was coming with a group of Jinyiwei, he forced a smile and said, "What does Your Majesty mean?"

Shenyang had a cold face, but when he saw Fang Xing, he quickly came over to support him, and then whispered: "You should know."

Fang Xing gasped and said, "Yes! I just don't know why he wants..."

Everyone from the Jinyiwei stopped not far away, Shenyang said: "He had sent people to stare at Yan Chunhui in Fujian, and the people from the East Factory were also staring at Yan Dajian..."

Fang Xing's breath was a little smoother, and he slowly walked forward, his steps a little heavy.

"This is not domineering."

He shook his head and said, "I know more or less An Lun's character. He is not that domineering person."

Shenyang nodded, still helping him walk in.

Fang Xing was thinking about An Lun in Jinling.

He was a eunuch who liked to do something, but he was quite neat and cooperated very well.

After An Lun returned to Beijing to serve as the eunuch in the Dongchang, the two were strangers.

But after all, with Jinling's friendship, Fang Xing always left some room for An Lun.

But later it was confirmed that An Lunlen was just a deliberate alienation, not his intention, which made Fang Xing feel very guilty.

"I don't like what I owe."

Fang Xing had already seen the torture room surrounded by soldiers, and then gently broke free from Chen Yang's support.

He walked slowly over.

Ye Luoxue came over and said, "Xinghe Bo, there are An Lun and Yan Dajian inside."

Fang Xing asked, "Yan Dajian is still alive?"

Ye Luoxue nodded: "An Lun is punishing him."

Fang Xing was stunned and then smiled bitterly.

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