The Ming Dynasty's annual tax revenue is only about six million dan, and this must be done in a good year. For example, due to the serious drought this year, Lao Zhu issued a decree to reduce taxes in many places. Therefore, the tax the court can collect this year is about four million shi. In other words, Guo Huan and others collected almost twice the world's tax revenue this year.
If this doesn't involve a lot of killing, I'm afraid no one in the world will agree.
Han Du didn't understand why Zhu Biao came to tell him this, and was looking at him in confusion.
Zhu Biao suddenly spoke, "But the Queen Mother said that you have many clever ideas, so I asked Gu to come to you to find a solution."
"Pfft!" Han Du just drank the tea in his mouth and spit it out immediately.
He turned around in disbelief, stared at Zhu Biao and asked, "What? Say it again?"
"The queen asked Gu to come to you to find a solution." Zhu Biao said with a pleading look on his face.
"Your Highness is joking. What can I do about such a thing?" Han Du gritted his teeth and made up his mind not to let go.
Just kidding, even Queen Ma couldn't persuade Lao Zhu, what can I do? At this time, Lao Zhu must have been driven crazy by Guo Huan and others, and he couldn't find a place to vent his anger. Now let me take the lead. Even if my head is made of iron, it's not strong enough for Lao Zhu to chop it off.
"The Queen Mother said that you have a lot of clever ideas, and maybe you will find a solution." Zhu Biao was still an honest man, and he directly said what Queen Ma said without hiding it from Han Du.
Han Du shook his head like a rattle, "No, I really have no way. The empress also said that those are all ghost ideas. What do you mean by ghost ideas? They are just some little cleverness that cannot be promoted to the official level, let alone I can persuade the emperor at this time."
Zhu Biao repeatedly asked Han Du to help him, but Han Du repeatedly refused. "You really can't help me?"
"Really not," Han Du shook his head repeatedly, "You still have to tie the bell to untie it. Maybe the officials will come up with something, maybe."
Zhu Biao saw that Han Du was talking about this, and he also thought that since the officials asked him to plead for mercy, they might actually be able to do something about it?
"Okay, then I'll go back and ask them right now." After saying that, Zhu Biao didn't stop, he was anxious.
He left in a hurry. After all, it's not too late. If it's too late, someone might be killed.
Han Du politely sent Zhu Biao out of the gate and watched Zhu Biao leave.
When Uncle Mu on the side saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel very proud and said happily: "My uncle is so blessed that even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince often visits us.
Who is the prince? He is the crown prince and the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Even the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty visited the Han family from time to time. It was really difficult for the Han family not to achieve great success.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Han Du suddenly turned back to look at him and urgently ordered: "Hurry, Uncle Mu, close the door quickly."
'What are you doing with the door closed? Uncle Mu stared blankly and said he couldn't understand, "That was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's visit, not a poor relative from somewhere. It's something that so many people wish for, so why is it closed?" '
"Hurry up and close the door." Han Du was like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on, jumping and running towards the house. While running, he did not forget to tell Uncle Mu, "Immediately spread the news, saying that I am sick, seriously ill, very sick. I can't blow the wind, I can't see the light, and I can even infect people. In a word, no one should come." See me, I won’t see anyone.”
"This..." Before Uncle Mu could react, Han Du had already run away.
Just like the way Han Du ran away just now, he looked like he was sick?
Han Du fled into the house and jumped on the bed, shivering under the quilt. He finally felt the chill on the back of his neck.
Zhu Biao followed Han Du's suggestion and ran to ask the officials. Several ministers looked at each other. They had a stupid idea. If they had a method, why would they ask Zhu Biao?
Several people looked at each other and finally decided to work together to trick Zhu Biao. Anyway, you, Zhu Biao, have already agreed. Whether you can do it now is your Zhu Biao's business. What does it have to do with these people?
If Han Du had been present, he would have clapped his hands and praised them for their good handling of the situation.
Zhu Biao turned around and couldn't find a solution to the problem. The matter became a dead end.
Sitting on the dragon chair, Lao Zhu couldn't help but reach out and rub his forehead. He personally tried Guo Huan's case. It was easy to say, but it took a lot of energy to do it.
After all, this case
There are so many officials implicated that each one needs to be questioned individually, at least for now. As a result, the workload was naturally greater, but in order to get to the bottom of this case, Lao Zhu gritted his teeth and persevered.
While Lao Zhu was working hard, he thought of Han Du for some reason and shouted: "Mao Xiang."
"I'm here."
"What is Han Du doing recently?"
"I was wandering around the capital a few days ago. I heard that he was ill during the past two days." Mao Xiang briefly talked about Han Du's situation. Fortunately, he asked people to pay attention to Han Du, otherwise he would be asked suddenly by the emperor. It would be too bad if he couldn't answer.
"First Evolution"
"Is he sick?" When Lao Zhu heard this, he couldn't help but pause at the imperial pen in his hand. "What disease does he have? Is it serious?"
"Since His Highness the Crown Prince went to see Han Du, he became ill. I heard it was quite serious. He couldn't see the wind, light, or people." Although Mao Xiang didn't know what the officials had said to Zhu Biao. What, but from the fact that Zhu Biao met Queen Ma and approached Han Du, he could guess something.
You know, the Guo Huan case is a great opportunity for him to be rewarded for his meritorious service. How could he watch it being destroyed by hundreds of officials? Mao Xiang would naturally not let go of the opportunity to slander him.
After hearing this, Lao Zhu took a deep look at Mao Xiang and did not argue with him too much. Instead, he asked: "Why did the prince go to Han Du?"
"Back to the emperor, I don't know." Mao Xiang said with a normal expression, "But before your highness went to find Han Du, he also asked the empress. Maybe the empress will know something."
"Yes, I understand." Lao Zhu just snorted lightly and said nothing more.
When Mao Xiang heard this, he retreated in an orderly manner. Not only did I not feel disappointed at all, but I was extremely happy. He knew that his goal was achieved. The calmer the emperor was at the moment, the greater the anger in his heart.
Sure enough, Lao Zhu returned to Dao Kunning Palace in the evening. As soon as he entered the door, before Queen Ma could greet him, he asked, "Why did Biao'er come to see you a few days ago?"
When Queen Ma heard this, she sighed immediately and told Lao Zhu what happened without hiding it from him.
When Lao Zhu heard this, he slapped his hand on the table angrily and yelled: "Asshole!"
