The news that Han You went to Changyuan to provide disaster relief as a personal soldier of the emperor spread like wildfire.
People in Beijing were talking a lot.
Originally, many people in Beijing did not care about the Changyuan disaster.
In autumn and winter, there are many disasters, and the emperor's personal army, which people care about, leaves Beijing to provide disaster relief.
At this time, Taiqian Palace had just left the court, and Boss Zhou brought several important officials to Jingzhi Palace.
Lao Ba's face looked very ugly, and the treasury was out of money again.
History has proven countless times that when a feudal dynasty's finances remain red, it will cause negative effects.
The dynasty has no money, can't save the disaster, can't pay food and salary.
In order to make money and raise taxes, there are various levels of harsh government and tyranny.
Eventually there was civil unrest, rebellion, grievances and rumors.
This is how a huge dynasty collapsed.
Boss Zhou can't figure out a problem now.
In the summer, when the treasury is out of money, all government offices are like crabs trying to claw their way out, with not enough money.
In the autumn, due to Han You's intervention, the Ministry of Revenue recovered more than 3 million yuan in tax money. As a result, now that winter has come, everyone is still a crab, with pliers on hand, and the money is still not enough.
Lao Ba couldn't figure it out. There was no money in the treasury and various problems could not be solved.
In the fall, the treasury has money, but now it still cannot solve various problems.
The more than three million yuan in tax money was not recovered in vain. What difference does it make?
What Lao Ba couldn't figure out was this question: where did the money go? Why did the richer the money go, the faster it was spent and the poorer it became.
The emperor sat behind the imperial court.
Sun Shouting and Zhou Zhenghuai, the two ministers of Hu and Gong, were sitting on the embroidered pier.
The king and his ministers stared at each other with big eyes.
"It has just entered winter, and the disaster situation in various places is so severe. Just because of the relief to the victims, the tax revenue of the state governments this season has been reduced by more than 60% at the end of the year. Who can tell me why."
Zhou Laoba frowned and frowned.
Since the beginning of winter, in just a few days, various state capitals have made arrangements. Especially in the six provinces of Donghai and Nandi, a large number of disasters have occurred one after another, which really caught Boss Zhou off guard.
This feeling is like a migrant worker earning 5,000 yuan a month, living a tight life.
Suddenly one day, he won the lottery, worth more than 200,000 yuan.
Before I could feel free and easy, the phone kept ringing.
The children were expelled and had to pay to go to private schools.
My old uncle was in a car accident and was hospitalized. He didn’t have any money, so he could borrow some money.
The house in my hometown collapsed and needs to be rebuilt.
Your second uncle hit someone with his car and needs to pay compensation. Oh yes, your uncle was the one your second uncle hit.
Anyway, all kinds of things came to my door. In the end, I spent more than 200,000 yuan without spending a penny, and I even went in to make some deposits.
This is how Lao Ba feels now. This is his first year as an emperor, not his first year as a human being. When he was in the army, he had never heard of any year with so many disasters like this year.
The emperor was depressed, and now the pressure was on Lao Sun. After all, he was in charge of the household department.
"I am the king and father of the people in the world. Since I am the king and father, there is no reason to ignore it."
Boss Zhou said decisively: "If we don't have money and food, then we will find a way to raise money and food. Don't let the people freeze and starve."
The imperial court is filled with memorials, all full of bad news.
There are pirates in the East China Sea, bad harvests in the south, bandits everywhere, snow disasters, and snow disasters everywhere.
"Okay!" Sun Shouting gritted his teeth and said, "I am the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and I am in charge of money and food for Your Majesty. Now that disasters are happening all over the world, I have given up my old face and tried my best to raise some money for disaster relief."
The emperor showed a happy smile. This was the reason why he let Sun Shouting take charge of the household department. If something happened, he would do it for real.
Sun Shouting took a deep breath and looked at the Emperor with a faint look: "I heard that Your Majesty took up 30% of the shares in the Four Seasons Villa where he made a lot of money that day. Every month, the Villa will send people to the palace. Now the Ministry of Household Treasury is stretched thin. Your Majesty, can you...can you use your inner treasury to provide some relief?"
Boss Zhou’s smile froze.
Your grandma, I am the emperor. As long as I don’t take advantage of the country, you still want to take advantage of me?
Sun Shouting's eyes were extremely determined: "I am willing to spend all my savings in the house, at least more than 2,000 yuan. Your Majesty..."
Or say that Lao Sun can be the Minister of Household Affairs. This is a beautiful statement. As a minister, I have spent all my savings. As an emperor, you can't show it.
Boss Zhou almost flipped the table over and stared angrily.
They are all called savings, all their savings. Some people sell their pants for a few hundred yuan at most, and some people sell a watch for hundreds of thousands. It is definitely different.
Zhou Zhenghuai looked at Boss Zhou, then at Lao Sun, and said cautiously: "I am also willing to spend all my savings, at least... at least fifty or sixty dollars."
"no!"
Boss Zhou said bluntly: "My money has already been sent to Zhechong Mansion and border gates in various places. Even if I send more people to the Villa at the beginning of the month, I still have to make up for the food and salary owed by the imperial court to the army."
Zhou Laoba can still tell this clearly.
The little money he has is just a drop in the bucket. If he doesn't give it to the people, at least the people in a few places will be deceived and become rioters.
There isn't much money anyway, so it's better to give it all to the military. In this case, even if the people become rioters, at least the military can quell the chaos.
"Sun Aiqing, Zhou Aiqing."
Boss Zhou is not a fool, but he always feels that something is wrong: "I ask you, during the previous dynasty, was there ever a year like this where we were overwhelmed by various disasters one after another?"
"No, not even once."
Sun Shouting said with great certainty: "This year's disasters mostly occurred in the East China Sea and South China. In the previous dynasty, it was definitely not like this year. Before the end of the year, nineteen disasters had already occurred."
"you mean…"
Boss Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needlepoints: "Is this so-called natural disaster not a man-made disaster?"
Sun Shouting fell silent. This was a reasonable explanation. The problem was that there was no warning sign, and it didn't make sense.
"Southland, Southland!"
Boss Zhou's face was as gloomy as water: "Is it Zhou Tianfeng?"
Zhou Zhenghuai shook his head: "I don't think so, veteran. This traitor Zhou Tianfeng is like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts to beat him. Even if there are rebellious ministers or rebellious people in the south, he will not be so capable of bewitching the civil servants of various states." The generals lied about the disaster, and the veterans never heard of Zhou Tianfeng having any interactions with officials or aristocratic families in the East China Sea."
Boss Zhou thought for a moment and finally sighed deeply.
After decades of hard work, he suddenly returned to the pre-liberation period and found that the country was out of money again. This feeling made him feel extremely powerless.
The three of them discussed for a while, but in the end no result was reached. They could only wait and see how much the last tax bill could be paid at the end of the year. They hoped that their ancestors would bless them, even if they demolished the east wall to pay for the west wall.
Boss Zhou said without any reason: "I suddenly miss Han You. If Han You is here, I will definitely be able to find a way."
Sun Shouting didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Who was he pointing at? The veteran minister, the Minister of Household Affairs, was in charge of the world's money and food. He couldn't do anything about it. What could Han You do? He couldn't sell Four Seasons Villa. Besides, public is public and private is private. They are not the same. Something happened.
Zhou Zhenghuai's emotional intelligence is indeed very low, and he echoed: "80% of that kid really has a solution, I dare not say more, but the urgent need can be solved with only 70,000 guan in the Weijiang River in the south. Han You will definitely raise the money. "
Sun Shouting was not happy: "How can there be such a reason? This money must come from the national treasury or your majesty's imperial treasury. If it depends on one family and one surname, how many people in the capital can come up with 70,000 guan?" .”
Seeing that Sun Shouting didn't seem to recognize Han You's ability, Boss Zhou said angrily: "Han You will find a way. He can still earn this small amount of money for the national treasury."
Sun Shouting opened his mouth, "What do you mean, please point me, right? Han You is so powerful, why not let him be the Minister of Household Affairs?"
Just as Lao Sun was about to say a few words, a guard ran in.
"Your Majesty, there is news from Changyuan."
Boss Zhou quickly asked: "What's the news?"
"The officers of Yidao Camp were outside the palace. They said that Captain Han rescued the people of Changyuan and made more than 90,000 guan. Changyuan spent 10,000 guan to mobilize the people, leaving 85,000 guan. Deliver it to the palace."
Boss Zhou was stunned. After a long time, he looked at Sun Shouting, who was also confused.
The emperor's eyes seemed to be asking, Old Sun, how about you resign and return home early to make room for the young people?
