“Please...please wait a moment!”

About half a stick of incense later, in the main hall of Jiang Mansion, Jiang Yuanming put the tea next to Liu Mingzhi with a puzzled expression.

I am really confused about the behavior of Mr. Liu who just left in the morning and came back in the evening.

 “Your Majesty, please have some tea.”

 “Well! You sit down too.”

"yes."

Liu Mingzhi took a sip of tea and looked at Lao Jiang calmly and said, "Old Jiang, after the winter tax, in addition to various fixed expenses, how much spare silver can the treasury have?"

 Old Jiang was stunned for a moment, then he reacted in time, stroking his beard and pondering for a while.

“Excluding the silver taels that have been reserved for expenditures by the Neifu, Xinfu, and Beifu as well as the emergency reserves, the idle silver taels are about 3.4 million to 4 million.

Of course, if there is a possibility of war with Tsarist Russia this year, it’s hard to say.

 It may be used up, and emergency reserves of money and food may even be used.”

Liu Mingzhi closed his eyes and calculated silently for a while, then gently put down the tea cup.

“First, allocate one million taels of silver to build my imperial mausoleum and accompanying mausoleum.”

ps: Regarding Tao Ying's death, the author had no choice but to do it. For the development of the plot and the ending, he could only destroy the story with harsh words.

 The author felt extremely uncomfortable writing about such a spiritual woman to death.

 But sometimes the setting is just like this, and if it is changed again, it will become specious.
Chapter completed!