I Xiaoxiong

Chapter 21 The money sucks

Left Prime Minister Li Fuzhi, although he has many political enemies and his reputation is not very good among the elites, but as far as the current court is concerned, he can definitely be called the No. 1 civil official.

Dingguo Gong Feng Shenji, a famous general of the Jin Dynasty, fought in the Southern and Northern Wars, experienced meritorious service, and was the leader of honored military officials.

The two actually came up with Yan Fan's idea at the same time, which made many people feel nervous.

After all, it is really not a good time to cut the feudal clan during this time period.

Not to mention the war in Hexi. In recent years, there have been floods in the south of the Yangtze River and droughts in Qilu.

The imperial court's expenditure is also unsustainable, and it is already living without food. If there is a large-scale use of troops at this time, it will definitely not be a good thing for the world.

"Guo Gong, Xiang Gong, has the matter of cutting down the vassals waited for this stall, and let the court rest and recuperate for a few years to discuss?"

In the end, Niu Daoqian, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, couldn't hold back, and said those two words that others were silent about.

Cut the domain.

Niu Daoqian can be regarded as a hardcore leftist, but he is also known for his integrity.

"What are you cutting? Daoqian, don't talk nonsense, it's just that the imperial court ordered him to send troops to Yanfan. Why worry about it?"

Li Fuzhi's words made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not as good as cutting down the feudal clan.

After all, the imperial court can't afford it now.

"But will Yan Fan be ordered?"

"meeting."

Dingguo Gong Feng Shenji said firmly.

"It's the troubled times of today, the more you can't show your timidity in front of Yan Fan."

In this newspaper room, ten civil servants and eight distinguished military generals, these people can be called the pillars of the Jin Dynasty, and they may fight to the death over certain issues on weekdays.

But regarding the issue of Yan Fan, the opinions are amazingly unified.

Fans must be cut.

The difference is just the urgency.

It is rare for Li Fuzhi and Feng Shenji to speak on the same matter, and they are in the same direction.

Zhao Lingyuan also made a decision easily.

"The sect draws up an edict, ordering Yanfan to wait for the opportunity to attack Beijing."

"The door takes orders."

"In addition, the vacancies of the Hebei Imperial Army were reported last month, and have not been dealt with. It is still necessary to let Dinggong go to take a look at Hebei military affairs."

"The old minister takes orders."

Every time there is any action against Yan Fan, Ding Guogong's patrol of Hebei is basically corresponding.

"When will the salt tax in Lianghuai come? After the war in Hexi, there must be money. Now I know that the treasury of the Ministry of Households is almost empty, and money will be spent everywhere. Now I can point to this." Some salt tax."

Salt tax is one of the most important taxes of the imperial court. Now that the Jin Dynasty has financial problems, Zhao Lingyuan naturally thought of working hard on the salt tax.

"Your Majesty, Huainan Road wrote a few days ago, saying that private salt was rampant, and requested that the salt tax be postponed."

Zhao Lingqi, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, reported back that he was a distant relative of the clan, but he was taking the imperial examinations, and he had always had a good official reputation.

"Pause? I remember that the treasury of Yangzhou has 300 million taels of silver? The money is 2000 million, why can't it be urgent?"

"The Yangzhou government treasury said that the money is now rusted, and the rope through which the money is worn is also broken. It is being cleaned up and cannot get out of the treasury."

Zhao Lingyuan smiled, "The silver is also rotten?"

Zhao Lingqi bit the bullet and said: "The silver is not rotten, but Yangzhou said that the silver is in the money bank, and if the money bank is not cleaned up, the silver will not get out of the bank."

"Hahahaha, really, the court's money is rotten in Yangzhou?"

Although Zhao Lingyuan said with a smile, everyone in the room could understand the chill in it.

"The Yushitai sent to inspect the censors, to visit the various ways, and let the Xiuyiwei send people to follow."

"promise."

A small court meeting that was supposed to solve many problems actually failed to solve many problems.

The century-old evils of the dynasty are hard to reverse, and everyone knows it.

But ruthlessly gouging out the flesh is not something everyone can do.

It is difficult to make this determination.

Because if you are not careful, the knife for gouging out the flesh can kill you.

Hexi, Liangzhou.

The Jiedu envoy Fu Maoxiu had already turned around, and brought back 1 soldiers by the way.

The entire Jiefu has been running rapidly due to the war. Although Liangzhou is not the front line, all the armies are gearing up to repair their weapons and armor and prepare for battle.

Guo Daifeng was appointed General Lang because of his meritorious service, led [-] soldiers, and officially entered the ranks of middle-level officers.

Chen Xing, Zheng Fengchun, Pang Yun, Ma Sanbao, etc. had official status before, and the scattered officials were all promoted to a higher level.

The Liu brothers and other Guanzhong athletes were also awarded the rank of nine-rank school lieutenant.

Many Huben Festivals have become officials after a trip to the palace with Fu Jinchuan, since they were really tight-eyed.

"Look, am I handsome in this official robe?"

Liu Min was wearing an official robe that looked a little too big, and holding the waist card he just got, he cheered up in the camp. After all, he was a young man at heart.

"Liu Qi, don't be ashamed, you were just lucky enough to enter the city with Mr. Lang, if I were here, I would also get the official status."

A fellow countryman said unconvinced.

"Good luck, I fought with Mr. Lang. When the horse stepped into the palace, I also killed several Huihe sons."

Liu Min said very proudly.

"You're so proud of just killing a few. Brother Ma and Pang Yun have killed more than a dozen enemies, and they're not like you."

"This, this they are"

This sentence directly made Liu Min dumbfounded.

"Let's go, Mr. Lang and Chen Xing competed over there, go and have a look."

"What? Let's go."

Needless to say Fu Jinchuan's skill, Chen Xing's martial arts is one of the best among the three hundred tigers, so the competition between the two is naturally a grand event in the military camp.

Some people even want to watch this competition without even going to the kiln.

Fu Jinchuan holds a gun, while Chen Xing uses a knife. The two have similar levels of martial arts, and they have practiced martial arts together since childhood. Competing together is more like feeding each other.

Even so, he played very well.

Fu Jinchuan's spear was so fast that the fast spectators couldn't see it clearly at all. They could only see Chen Xing constantly trying to get close. After all, the sword was at a disadvantage in terms of length compared to the spear.

But Fu Jinchuan's guns were continuous, and he didn't give the opponent a single gap.

Huang Xingong was sitting on the rocking chair beside him, eating peanuts and drinking wine with gusto, while Ma Sanbao and Pang Yun were sitting on the ground next to him were juniors from several dramas.

"Three Treasures, Ah Yun sees some tricks."

"Lang Jun's gun is fast, but Chen Xing's knife is gaudy."

Pang Yun said very unconvinced.

"It feels like Lang Jun and Chen Xing are almost touching the threshold of the third rank."

Ma Sanbao said seriously.

"Third Grade?" Pang Yun questioned.

Ma Sanbao nodded.

"Hahaha, Ah Yun, it seems like you want to catch up with Chen Xing, and it will take a few years." Huang Zhengong patted Pang Yun's shoulder casually.

"Grandpa Huang, you can't keep leaning towards Chen Xing, just teach him and not us."

Huang Zhengong smiled and said: "You don't use a knife, how can I guide you? Lin Fangsheng's spear skills are already rare in the world, you can just learn from him. Besides, San Lang also learned spears, why is he better than you? This master leads the door to practice in the individual."

Pang Yun rolled his eyes, "Old man, if I can compare to Mr. Lang, I will not be able to compete with Chen Xing."

"Bang", Huang Zhengong gave Pang Yun the back of his head directly.

For example, Ma Sanbao, Chen Xing, and Pang Yun, the children of the Fu family, were all grown up under Huang Zhengong's supervision.

"You kid, your eyes are higher than your head. Chen Xing is three years older than you, and naturally enters the realm faster than you, but Saburo is only one year older than you, but not slower than Chen Xing. What else can you say?"

"It makes sense..."

Bang, another head.

At this time, the two players on the field also finished their fight, and each closed their positions.

"Your Majesty is mighty, Your Majesty is mighty."

All the Huben Festivals in the camp shouted, especially Liu Liu and Liu Qi, two and a half children.

"Go, go, go, it's all gone, what should I do?"

Fu Jinchuan smiled and dispersed the crowd, only then did he realize that there was another person in the crowd dressed as a dental soldier, but it was the young prince Zhao Fubai who was smiling all over his face.

"Brother-in-law."

Fu Jinchuan asked in surprise, "Why are you here, but the Jiefu is calling for something?"

Zhao Fubai smiled apologetically, "That's not true, but I have something to discuss with you."

"Say something."

Fu Jinchuan had no ill feeling toward Zhao Fubai, and only treated him as a distant relative.This kid is fine and likes to come to Huben Jiecong's camp, but Huben Jiecong is not in Liangzhou all year round.

"Brother-in-law, I also want to go out to fight with you Huben Jiecong."

Zhao Fubai has been in Hexi for two years, and his playful temperament has basically faded away, and he has grown a lot taller and stronger.Kungfu has also improved a lot in the past few years, and it is enough to see that the skills have entered the Huben Festival.

And in the past few years, just listening to Fu Jinchuan's "Qilian God Arrow" forehead and ears are getting callused. This time, I heard that Fu Jinchuan's feat of 50 people captured Khan. Who can bear the blood of this young man? Got it?

Just in time for the war to start soon, of course I want to go out to fight a few battles with Fu Jinchuan, so as to earn some military merits.

"If you only want a few military achievements, it's easy. If you want to go to battle with me, I can't take you there. You have a special status, so you should understand it. Your grandfather sent you to Hexi mainly because To keep up with Jingbiao's loyalty, but to really fight the enemy, you."

The two entered the camp together, and Fu Jinchuan also told him his concerns. After all, the eldest grandson of Prince Yong's mansion was sent to practice just to hone his skills. Prince Yong's Mansion is feuding.

Although it is said that the British government has the trust of the emperor, and it is not appropriate to get too close to the clan, but there is no need to form an enemy.

"Brother-in-law, don't worry about this. I wrote a letter to my family, saying that I am willing to join the battle. If there is an accident, it has nothing to do with you. And there is Master Yuan following, so there will be no mistakes."

Fu Jinchuan frowned after hearing this. This kid is sincere, but it really has too much to do with it.

"Well, let's talk about it after I ask my Aye."

"The commander-in-chief agreed."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Fu Jinchuan couldn't believe it.

"The commander-in-chief agreed. I knelt at the door of the commander-in-chief for a whole night, and the commander-in-chief agreed. Now my knee is still a little swollen."

A prince's grandson, in order to be able to fight, did this for the sake of it, which made Fu Jinchuan look at him with admiration.

"However, I still have to tell you that I'm a tiger, and I don't know what kind of dangerous or vicious battles I will fight. When I led those 52 people into the palace, I was prepared to die in Xiaoyecheng. Not necessarily not, are you really ready?"

I saw Zhao Fubai, the eldest grandson of King Yong, kneeling on one knee.

"But the Lord's order is to obey."

(End of this chapter)