When Hou Xuanyan saw the spiritual medicine for the first time, he felt that only by gathering the spiritual energy of Jiangnan was the only way to give birth to such a person.

Her eyebrows, cherry lips, and petite body are all just average. When combined together, she is as energetic as a foul.

The spring breeze blows to the last part, in Changgan, Jinling, the majestic and majestic photographic government. A little girl in ragged clothes and dusty face smiles in the spring breeze, amazing the powerful Duke of Yue.

It was a wonderful feeling, which made Hou Xuanyan feel like drinking a clear spring in the mountains and bathing in the warm breeze. A clear spring in his heart rippled with indescribable joy.

From then on, in the study in the backyard, I often saw a beautiful and beautiful girl who was hugged by Hou Xuanyan on her legs and read the memorials with him.

Liu Zhongzao left, and Hou Xuanyan directly promoted the infamous Ma Shiying and the honest and low-key Chen Mingyu to the cabinet at the same time. The officialdom was as calm as water. The monarchy case started a massacre and expelled two cabinet masters by any means, which made these officials realize that the Duke of Yue had no bottom line...

If you scold a person with no bottom line, you can't make a mistake if you scold him for being too risky...

Chen Mingyu, the new chief minister of the cabinet, was the old team of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang suppression of Huiyi Division. When Hou Xuanyan had only one Suzhou, he and Yan Yingyuan came to join the city to join. The officers of the Jiangyin clan were widely distributed in the Northern Expedition Army, so at first glance he had no background and qualifications, but in fact he had a deep background.

The bright moon hangs high, photographed in the government study, under the candlelight, two people were flipping through the memorial on the table.

The spiritual medicine was wearing a coat with a rolling rabbit velvet collar, which was set against the red face, and a red hollowed-knotted belt tied around his waist. He bit his pen and opened the next memorial and recited for Hou Xuanyan: "I have once gone north to Weiyang, and I always saw a naked man standing on his head. The waiter hired a substitute and carried it all on his shoulders and sent it to the earth for more than ten miles. It was called recruiting troupes. If you get this, you will have to survive for a day. If you have this, you will say, 'I am a northerner. When you flee here, you will get more than ten dollars in a day's work, and half of it will be handed over to the local market'. If this harm is not eliminated, the people in the north will be unable to bear it. If it takes a long time, it will be a local trouble."

Hou Xuanyan gave a light pat and signaled her to stop for the time being.

Lingyao turned his head obediently and asked, "Master, what are you talking about?"

This memorial was directed by the navy admiral Zhang Mingzhen, who bluntly stated that the rogues in Jiangnan bullied refugees from the north who fled south, robbed and extorted their hard-earned money, so that these homeless people could not make a living.

Hou Xuanyan explained patiently, sorted out his thoughts, and then said: "Those who win the hearts of the people will win the world. If the northerners flee south and are always excluded, it will become a disaster over time. So what do we need to do?"

"Disaster relief?"

Hou Xuanyan shook his head and said with a smile: "Disaster relief is like stimulating the boiling water. What we need to do is to remove the firewood from the bottom of the pot."

The spiritual medicine tilted his head, not very clear.

Hou Xuanyan continued: "Disa relief can save them for one day, two days, ten days, but what after that? If you are a little refugee and you are living in a foreign land with your father, what is your most hope for?"

The spiritual medicine did not think about it, she was too clear about this and blurted out: "I want to have a home."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "That's right, then we officials should give them a home. Only in this way can they have a sense of belonging and the south can be stable."

The spiritual medicine was silently remembered in my heart. Every time Tianhou Xuanyan read the memorials sent by Wenyuan Pavilion, he would have to go with her. Ordinary twelve-year-old girls were already tired of it, but gradually the spiritual medicine found that these things were very interesting. He absorbed Hou Xuanyan's experience eagerly, and Hou Xuanyan was also very patient. While explaining to her, he could also sort them out.

Hou Xuanyan frowned. At that time, he made three rules with Wu Jikun and others, encouraging these wealthy merchants to recruit refugees to work. He could pay part of the wages, use work for relief, and also let large workshops replace small peasant economy. However, these rascals are really omnipresent. Refugees in the north often suffer from their humiliation. He has handled many such cases, some of which are very bad, and many of them are reported to the court.

There are also areas in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, because there are too many soldiers recruited, especially Shaoxing and Hangzhou, and the soldiers and generals are fighting in Huguang. The women, children and elderly people at home are often harassed by ruffians. These women, children and elderly people are powerless and the pillars of the family are not here, so they have to swallow their anger.

Especially some women, they were harassed and did not dare to say it out. Because in this era, etiquette and law are very strict. If they were to show off themselves, they would be pointed at. This kind of thing happened in Suzhou. The woman who sued the officials could not bear the insults of the rumors and chose to commit suicide.

Hou Xuan played a long battle with Sichuan and Guizhou, and finally returned to Jiangnan. He felt it was time to solve these problems.

Hou Xuanyan reached out and knocked on the table, and understood the spirit, took out the memorial alone and put it aside.

Then he opened another article and said in the candlelight: "The powerful family has hundreds of servants. The traitors take advantage of the power to offer, and the people receive their fish and meat. The traitors bribed the public and the salt they held, which was still issued during the Tianqi period. They made a clever name and bribed them from multiple sources to escape the tax they should pay."

Hou Xuanyan's big hand was wandering on the spiritual medicine and pinched her to stop.

The salt in the Ming Dynasty was a certificate of salt transportation and sales license issued by the government to merchants. Throughout the dynasties, private salt was strictly prohibited from selling private salt. Since Guanzhong in the Spring and Autumn Period, the state monopolized the transaction of salt. Merchants legally traded salt, they must first buy salt in the government. Each "incitation" number is divided into two volumes in front and back, and then divided into two parts from the middle, and then rolled to the merchants. It is called "incitation paper", and the stub in the front is called "incitation root".

Although the salt tax in the Ming Dynasty was already outrageously low, many merchants still cheated. Because the profits were too great, a little tax evasion was a huge amount.

During the Tianqi period, the government began to be corrupt. When the bureaucrats saw that it was profitable to hold salt turf, they all filed for salt turf and sold it to salt merchants to make profits. This phenomenon is called "occupying the nest". So until now, many merchants still hold salt turf from the Tianqi period and make profits from it.

The salt in Suzhou Prefecture and Songjiang Prefecture was monopolized by the Gu family as a transaction back then. The Gu family has always been a big tax payer, very active, and never evade taxes. However, after the territory became larger, these problems followed and it was time to solve them together.

Two difficult problems were in front of him and needed to be solved urgently. Hou Xuanyan closed his eyes and pondered. Soon, he had a way of thinking, but he needed to make a careful plan.

Gently touched the head of the spiritual medicine: "Go to warm the bed."

"Yes, Master."

The girl who was still in charge of the world and was involved in reading the memorials stood up obediently and walked towards the bedroom.

It was getting colder in the night, and Hou Xuanyan thought about it. If he wanted to solve these problems, it would inevitably be another word for killing.

Hou Xuanyan sighed and said, "Oh, I am kind and ruthless, how can I do it?"

Suddenly there was a loud thunder in the sky, and a lightning bolt broke through the sky.
Chapter completed!