Officials from the southeast will naturally not give up, that would be giving up their own foundation!
Those who refused to give up still asked the court to send troops.
"Your Majesty, the southeast must not be lost!"
"Your Majesty, the imperial court cannot give up on Southeast Asia like this!"
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But it was obvious that Zhao Duan was a little bored and said directly: "Send troops, send troops, where does the court get the money and food to send troops? If you touch your upper lips and lower lips and shout to send troops, then the logistics, food and wages of these hundreds of thousands of troops along the way Who will help me with supplies and stuff?
After the battle is over, do you still need money if you discuss your merits and appreciate them? Then who will solve these? ! ? "
"Your Majesty, the merchant from Lingyue..."
"One place's tax money is used for one place. The people of Lingyue work hard to pay taxes to the court. The court must first ensure their safety!"
Zhao Duan waved his hand and flatly rejected his request.
A group of southeastern officials immediately showed despair.
Zhang He's eyes suddenly lit up.
One place’s tax money goes to one place!
He heard the hidden meaning in Brother Song's words.
That is, it is possible to counter the rebellion, but now there is no money, and the money you give is too little, which is not enough to counter the rebellion.
Does that mean that as long as the tax money in the southeast is enough, the imperial court can send troops?
He has already thought of a way to source the tax money, which is to let the gentry and powerful people from the four southeastern counties collect it.
Collect enough tax money owed, and only then will your Majesty send troops to the southeast to quell the rebellion.
But then Zhang He smiled bitterly again.
silver! silver!
In the final analysis, it's all about money. You used to do everything possible not to pay tax money to the court, but now when you really need the court to help, the court won't help you at all because you don't have money.
Now, I and others have to obediently make up for the money they owe!
This is really the fickleness of the world, the big intestine wraps up the small intestine!
All your hard work is in vain!
Immediately, Zhang He handed over his hand again and said, "Your Majesty once remembered that there should be a tax bill that has not been delivered to the Southeast this year!"
His words immediately made the officials in the palace feel confused.
It's already this month, hasn't the tax money that should be sent been sent long ago?
The next tax collection will have to wait until autumn.
But Zhao Duan, who was sitting on the throne, had a flash of light in his eyes, knowing that the prime minister understood what he meant.
I saw Zhao Duan looking leisurely and saying:
"Oh? There is one more amount? Maybe the Ministry of Accounts has missed it. Let's wait and see when this tax money arrives. There is no rush to suppress the rebellion, and nothing big will happen!"
The meaning of Emperor Song's words is obvious, that is, you can pay taxes, but I want to see if the tax money is enough. If it is not enough, then we have to think about counterinsurgency again.
If there is enough, then of course troops can be sent to quell the rebellion.
If it's not enough, then since you are not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?
Zhang He actually understood the meaning of the Holy Sage's words.
Dang Ji raised his hands and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the four southeastern counties have always respected the imperial court and will definitely not disappoint His Majesty!"
Zhao Duan just curled his lips and smiled, and then gave a slight signal to the courtesy officer below, who announced that the next department in sequence would start to play.
The next thing went smoothly, basically nothing major. After going through the cutscenes, the morning meeting almost came to an end soon.
Seeing that everything had been said, Zhao Duan suddenly announced: "King Yun Zhao Jun!"
Zhao Jun, who was in a daze wondering when it would be his turn, was brought back to his senses by this call.
He immediately took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "I'm here!"
Emperor Song nodded slightly and signaled to Cao Shuang next to him, and soon the marriage edict that Zhao Jun had heard once in Yunzhou County that day was read again.
After it was over, Zhao Jun immediately raised his hands to receive the imperial edict and said:
"I thank your Majesty!"
Song Dian nodded slightly again, and at the same time said:
"Ye Aiqing is the only daughter. Now that I have granted you a marriage, you must treat Miss Ye well. Otherwise, let alone Ye Aiqing, I will definitely not spare you. Can you remember that?"
The previous words were spoken by the emperor to his ministers, and Zhao Jun always called himself a minister, but now he was speaking as a father, so Zhao Jun said:
"I'll save you! Father, please rest assured. Please rest assured Ye Jiedushi. I will definitely treat Miss Ye family well and never let her suffer any grievance!"
After saying that, Zhao Jundang bowed deeply to Emperor Song first, then stood up and looked at his father-in-law Ye Wei, and bowed deeply again.
In fact, Ye Wei didn't want to accept this gift, but the marriage was a foregone conclusion. The other party was still the vassal king of the country, so he accepted the gift anyway, and returned the gift with a cupped hand.
Emperor Song was very happy when he saw this scene and laughed loudly: "Ye Aiqing, from now on you and I are in-laws. If this kid does anything wrong from now on, you don't have to worry about me, just hit him. From now on, King Yun will also He’s half your son!”
But Ye Wei just responded with a straight face and raised his hands: "I don't dare!"
Emperor Song didn't care either. His goal had been achieved anyway, so he naturally wouldn't care about Ye Wei's little awkwardness.
At this point, today's morning court is over. After asking for instructions from the ceremonial officials, Emperor Song said that he would not sit in the regular court in Wende Hall today, and Prime Minister Zhang He immediately understood.
He got up and went to the Wende Palace nearby to inform him of the matter. Today's morning meeting was officially over, and it took about an hour.
The officials from Chui Gong Hall and Wen De Hall began to retreat in an orderly manner, and Zhao Jun was also preparing to leave. Moreover, he happened to see his father-in-law walking out quickly. Just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by someone.
"His Royal Highness King Yun!"
Zhao Jun paused and turned around, it turned out that it was Cao Shuang who had stopped him.
Zhao Jun still showed a certain amount of respect for this famous person next to his emperor and me. He cupped his hands and asked immediately: "It turns out to be Eunuch Cao. I wonder why my father-in-law is looking for this king?"
Cao Shuang shook his head and said, "It's not that the slave is looking for you, but His Majesty has asked you to meet at Funing Palace and asked the slave to pick you up."
Zhao Jun understood, nodded and said: "Then I'll have a hard time for you, father-in-law!"
"Where, where..."
The two of them immediately headed towards Funing Palace.
After passing through the attic palace, the two finally arrived at Funing Palace.
Looking at the unfamiliar hall in front of him, Zhao Jun felt a little complicated. Funing Palace was the emperor's bedroom. The princes had been here more or less when they were children, but he was the only exception. He had never been there since he was a child. He had never been announced, as if Emperor Song deliberately avoided him.
This also made it clear to everyone that he, the sixth prince, was not favored!
And not being favored in the palace means being bullied!
Fortunately, he was raised in the name of the Queen and the prince took care of him a lot when he was a child. This allowed him to grow up with no worries about food and clothing and finally left to join the feudal clan.
He was grateful to the empress and her son. Even if he knew how happy the empress was when she found out that he was going to be a vassal, he was still grateful to this nominal mother. At least he allowed himself to take good care of himself. grown up.
But for this father, Zhao Jun's mood was very complicated, or strange.
Just after gathering his emotions, Cao Shuang, who went to report the situation, came back.
"Prince Yun, Your Majesty invites you to come in."
"good!"
The two immediately stepped into Funing Palace.
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(End of chapter)
