Chapter 9: No money! I’m so jealous!

Although I didn’t know what to do when I went to court for the first time, I haven’t watched TV before.

"You all have this memorial!"

Zhu Youxiao waved his hand slightly at the audience. It would be fine if nothing happened. It was still early, so he went back to sleep.

"Your Majesty has a memorial!" Governor Huang Yuntai, Minister of Revenue of Tianjin.

"explain."

"The grain and materials inside and outside the gate are 60,000 soldiers inside the gate, each month is 5 dou of rice, and the annual branch is 767,600 shi; the squad army is 20,000, which is 72,000 shi. The horse and mule are 24,000 horses and mules, from April to October, and from November to March, one and two dou of stone are 295,200 shi, and the preparation of beans is 20,000 shi. The preparatory beans is 80,000 soldiers outside the gate are 480,000 shi. The squad army is 20,000 shi. The annual branch is 45,000 shi. The annual branch is 35,000 shi. The annual branch is 35,000 shi. The annual branch is 43,500 shi. The preparatory beans are 30,000 shi. The total number of rice is 1.78,300 shi. The rice is 1.78,300 shi. The rice is 1.78,000 shi. The rice is 1.75,000 shi. The rice is 1.78,300 shi. The rice is 1.75,000 shi. The rice is 1.45,000 shi. The rice is 1.78,300 shi. The rice is 1.75,000 shi. The rice is 1.44,000 shi. The rice is 1.44,000 shi. The rice is 1.44,000 shi. The rice is 1.44,000 shi. The rice is 1.78,000 shi. The rice is 1.75,000 shi. The rice is 1.44,000 shi. The rice is

Although Zhu Youxiao didn't hear the numbers very clearly, he understood what was going on and asked for money.

"Who is this person, any position?" Although Zhu Youxiao accepted a little memory, he was very vague and had no deep impression of the minister who left the list in front of him.

"He was not thinking too much, but thought the emperor wanted him to recognize his responsibilities.

It turned out to be the governor of Tianjin. Zhu Youxiao nodded, remembering his appearance. After all, he was an important official. If he called the wrong person in the future, he would really be slapped in the face.

"Where is the Minister of Revenue?" Zhu Youxiao looked up and looked down. You can't say it's so good, they are sitting on their own.

"I am here!" Guo Yunhou, the Minister of Revenue, came out to pay a visit.

"How much money does the Ministry of Revenue still have?" Zhu Youxiao asked.

He always needs to know how much wealth he has in the Ming Dynasty.

"Silver is 430,000 taels, gold is 75,432 taels."

Hearing this number, if Zhu Youxiao had water in his mouth, he would definitely spray it two meters away.

He stood up and asked in disbelief, "How many?"

"430,000 taels of silver, 75,432 taels of gold." Guo Yunhou lowered his head and repeated it again. To be honest, he felt uncomfortable. The treasury of the great Ming Dynasty had only such a little money, and he could not refuse to blame as the Minister of Revenue.

"That's it." Zhu Youxiao's straight skin with his eyes (who deliberately made a typo or it would be an asterisk.) sat back on the dragon throne.

"I am guilty!" Guo Yunhou knelt on the ground with a prostrategy.

"Then how much is the annual income this year?" Zhu Youjian asked when he remembered something.

"Three million taels of silver!" Guo Yunhou replied without thinking. As the Minister of Revenue, he had long kept the data in mind, and of course he came out immediately.

"Three,200,000 taels...hehe..." Zhu Youxiao sneered, and his heart was filled with an unknown fire.

What does 3.2 million taels mean? Even paying wages to officials and soldiers is not enough. A big country with a population of over 100 million has only more than 3 million taels per year. Hahaha...

Play the emperor like a monkey!

Zhu Youxiao closed his eyes for a moment and opened them, and there was a lot of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Get up, my dear is innocent."

Speaking of which, Guo Yunhou is still a relatively qualified Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He can still give out more than 400,000 silver in October. It is worthy of the evaluation of him in history books. He is trembling and devoted his efforts.

"The affairs reported by the governor of Tianjin are temporarily suspended." Zhu Youxiao was helpless.

But military affairs are nothing small, if the soldiers have no money to make money, it will be a huge thing.

After thinking a little, no!

Military affairs should not be in chaos.

"The treasury pays 500,000 taels of silver, and the Ministry of Revenue takes 300,000 taels of silver to the army outside the pass first. As for the others... wait."

There is no way. The border troops outside the pass have to defend against Jiannu. If they make trouble and let Jiannu enter the pass, the consequences will be unimaginable. So Zhu Youxiao could only grit his teeth and get money from the treasury to subsidize the Ministry of Revenue.

The treasury is the emperor’s private money. Just think about the pain of saving private money and the heartache that is not spent on yourself.

Speaking of military affairs, Zhu Youxiao suddenly remembered a very important thing, something that might kill his own life.

It seemed that in the second year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji and his younger brother surrounded his base camp with more than 100,000, and almost captured the capital.

Alas? I don’t think I can remember what the specific situation is.

Zhu Youxiao calculated by his fingers that next year will be the first year of Chongzhen, which means that at most only two years, he will be able to go against the king on the city wall with the king.

"hiss.........."

Zhu Youxiao, who was extremely caring about his life, took a breath of air conditioner. Although Qiu Laohu had not passed and was at least thirty degrees outside, he still took a breath of air conditioner.

Chongzhen was lucky and the capital was not broken. When he reached the trajectory of his own destiny, he sneezes, but what about it!

It seems that my subordinates don't have an army that can only fight.

Border Army? Guanning Iron Cavalry?

What else would they do besides asking for military pay? Will they kill good people and make achievements? Or will they have a mutiny from time to time?

Moreover, the Guanning Army has almost become a private army for some people, and it is a private army that I have paid for!

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and his nails were embedded in his flesh.

As for the capital camp of the Ming Dynasty......

I can only say that it has become so bad that Zhu Youxiao really wants to disband him immediately.

No matter how good it is, think about the emperors of the Ming Dynasty. Except for Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, the others were half-dead emperors. They either had no soldiers or had no money. Especially in the middle and late stages, they really had no soldiers or money.

I want to be like Zhu Laoba, and see who is unhappy and pull it out and chop it, isn’t it true that I’m not satisfied! Then the whole family will pull it out and chop it together!

Don’t accept it, are you? Nine clans killed him in one piece! Kill him tens of thousands of times and open your eyes!

Unfortunately, this was just a thought. The emperor in the late Ming Dynasty did not have the ability to kill ministers at will, unless he didn't want to live anymore, just like Zhu Houzhao. No matter how much he was like himself, he could make the emperor fall into the water and die at will.

hehe........

Money, money!

The most tax revenue of the Ming Dynasty did not exceed 10 million taels per year, and it was less than 5 million taels per year. Think about it again in the Qing Dynasty. Kangxi and Kangxi ate bran and drank thin rice, and took a few tens of million taels of silver in the south of the Yangtze River. Qianlong could spend tens of millions of taels a year. When he inherited the throne, there were at least 60 million taels of silver in the treasury, and he earned 53 million taels per year.

And Jiaqing, how rich is, Heshen will lose 800 million taels of silver! Compare with my Ming Dynasty, 3.2 million taels, you will be instantly turned into a slag.

Not to mention in the later stage, tens of millions or hundreds of millions of silver were like a waste of water, and it was tied with friendly countries.

Zhu Youxiao is really envious of capital letters.

Everyone blames you! They are all more rich than me!
Chapter completed!