Crying poor?
These two words stimulated Lin Jingchun.
Lin Jingchun slapped the table, his face flushed and his ears red, and he was breathing heavily, as if he had seen an old Spanish bullfight with red cloth.
"I said! The Ministry of Industry's project advancement must be in accordance with the plan! Plan! Do you understand? You need money here, but other departments don't need it? Roads! Water conservancy! Cities! Housing! Disaster relief! Which one doesn't require money? I am responsible for coordinating everything!
Each year's project planning must be sorted according to importance and reporting time. Money is also limited. I am not a conjurer. How can I conjure so much money for you? Don't you want to think about it? "
If you say this to others, you may be fooled by it, but if you say it to Shi Zheng, it's really not necessarily the case.
He was Lin Jingchun's old subordinate. Although he was separated from the Ministry of Finance when Su Yonglin divided the departments, he also had many old friends in the Ministry of Finance. After a little inquiry, you will know how much the Ministry of Finance made in Shandong this time.
It is said that the total fiscal revenue of the Ming Dynasty for two or three years was fully harvested. The Ministry of Finance's books were instantly very generous, and there was a lot of room for things to be done.
Therefore, Shi Zhengcai was overjoyed and immediately set up projects for things that he had been unable to do before, intending to advance the Ming Dynasty's technological progress in one fell swoop.
In the end, Lin Jingchun actually said he had no money?
What a miser!
"How much money did you make just from the Shandong operation? I heard that you were so blinded by counting money there that you fainted directly on the pile of copper coins, right? What do you think about my project here? Can’t you be accommodating?”
Shi Zheng put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and stared at Lin Jingchun: "I tell you, the research on firearms has reached the final stage. Now we need more money to build higher and larger weapons." Iron-making furnace.
Once the furnace is set up and better iron is smelted, the artillery can be successful. The cost is not high, the artillery can be produced at high capacity, and the army can be installed as soon as possible! Do you know how much this means to the Ming army?
Such big artillery and such heavy iron bullets hitting the city wall are like I punch you in the face right now. Think about it, what does that feel like? How much can the Ming army reduce casualties caused by siege? How much can the pension be reduced? Old leader, don’t you think about it? "
Shi Zheng took out a piece of paper from his arms and slapped it heavily in front of Lin Jingchun.
"This is the number I calculated. Take a look. Because of the extra artillery, the army can reduce losses on the battlefield when attacking cities and territories. Take a look!"
When Lin Jingchun heard this, he was quite concerned, so he picked up the piece of paper and looked at it.
The contents on the paper were jointly completed by professionals from Shi Zheng and the General Staff Council. They mainly budgeted the effectiveness of the artillery and the help it might bring to the army and the reduction of personnel losses after the artillery was put into the battlefield.
The budget shows that based on their simulated battle conditions, there is a clear difference in the losses of our troops caused by using artillery and not using artillery in the same siege operations.
The powerful ability of artillery to attack fortresses will greatly replace the need for the army to attack fortresses, and will allow the army to reduce a large number of casualties. The financial losses associated with these casualties were also calculated by Shi Zheng and written down in black and white.
The short-term and long-term comparisons between the investment in artillery research and development and production costs as well as the financial benefits it brings are all listed above by Shi Zheng.
As a financial veteran, Lin Jingchun has always trusted numbers more, especially the numbers taught to him by Su Yonglin.
Lin Jingchun watched for a while, finished the entire report, put down the paper, and looked up at Shi Zheng.
"Your Majesty knows about this?"
"My old leader! His Majesty asked me to come to discuss with you!"
Lin Jingchun turned around and looked at the Emperor Su Yonglin not far away who was busy writing on the throne at the top of the throne.
Then he pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes, and was silent for a while.
"You still know that I am your old leader?"
As soon as these words came out, Shi Zheng immediately smelled something different. The solemn look on his face disappeared instantly, and his face immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum in full bloom. He twisted his body to Lin Jingchun's side and reached out to rub his shoulders. .
"What you said, hey, how could I forget that you are my old leader? I am the old department you brought up by yourself, you can't ignore me."
Lin Jingchun got goosebumps all over after hearing the nauseating sound.
"Stop, stop, stop, no, no, I feel uncomfortable hearing what you said. Please recover, recover, just like when you were blowing your beard and staring, don't be so flattering."
"How can this be called flattery? This is respect, respect! Didn't we do this in the past?"
Shi Zheng continued to flatter with a shy smile like a chrysanthemum: "Then God of Wealth, do you agree?"
"I am the great steward of the Ming Dynasty and I am in charge of the money bag of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, I am responsible for the financial security of the Ming Dynasty. I will not do anything that causes losses."
The chrysanthemum changes color in an instant, and the tongue is about to burst and the lotus mouth exhales fragrance.
"But it seems that this matter still has long-term benefits and is conducive to the growth of the Ming Dynasty's national power. Therefore, if we handle this special matter, it should be prioritized in the expenditure schedule of the Ministry of Finance. You can go back and wait for the audit results. They will be given to you within five days. reply."
The chrysanthemums are blooming again.
"okay!"
As if he had accomplished some great deed, Shi Zheng ran away happily.
Lin Jingchun looked at his lively back and couldn't help but smile. He felt that he had not chosen the wrong person. It was very meaningful to recommend him to Su Yonglin to lead the Ordnance Department.
But his smile didn't last long.
Because when other departments saw that Shi Zheng had opened a gap on his side, he instantly became an egg with a crack, and the heads of other departments instantly turned into flies and buzzed around him.
The smile on Lin Jingchun's face disappeared instantly.
He must let these people know that not everything can disrupt his financial expenditure plan and affect his overall work.
In addition to Lin Jingchun's battle, the battle between Di Liao, Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and Shen Ge, Minister of the Ministry of Law, was also quite exciting.
The Ministry of Law is particularly short of manpower, and it is especially necessary for the Ministry of Personnel to prioritize manpower to enter the Ministry of Law to fill the vacancies.
However, other departments also have considerable manpower needs.
Therefore, Di Liao and Shen Ge started a protracted exchange of opinions around the issue of personnel allocation, and at one point almost developed into a physical exchange.
The reason why there is no such thing is, of course, that the great god Su Yonglin is here. As the master of the Wanmin Hall, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, the highest consul, and the first citizen, Su Yonglin has extremely strong control over the political situation of the Ming Dynasty after the Great Purge. force.
With him here, he has set rules for the internal affairs of the imperial court - everyone is a comrade, we must be harmonious and friendly, we must be friendly and help each other, and we must not curse or even take action at every turn.
When Su Yonglin speaks, who dares not to obey?
So overall, the atmosphere in the Wanmin Hall was still positive. Occasionally, there would be people slamming tables and smashing benches, but everyone pretended not to see it, because no one could guarantee that they would not be the next to do so.
Originally, there was still some distance between everyone, each in their own official offices, so conflicts were relatively limited, and it was difficult to develop into a full-scale martial arts practice.
But now that everyone is working together, every word and action can be seen by looking up, so the communication and conflicts between each other are more direct.
Who quarrels with whom, and which department has a dispute with which department, are all quite straightforward.
If there was no one with real authority here, and if Zhao Zuoliang was here instead of Su Yonglin, it would probably not be long before this Wanmin Hall would be turned into a vegetable market or even a free fighting arena.
