Zhu Houcan hoped to use his own mouth to say that he would return the aristocrats to the farmland and return the land to the people, so as to increase taxes and fill the national treasury!

In one breath, Yan Song's heart was full of twists and turns, and he could say this.

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The treasury is saved, but what about Yan Song

The people of the whole country will be grateful for the emperor's benevolent politics, and the gentry classes of the whole country will curse Yan Song and use the most vicious means to deal with him.

By then, Yan Song would be eaten without any bones, and he would probably never have a day to turn around in his life. For Zhu Houguan, if one Yan Song is missing, there will be tens of millions of Yan Songs coming to him, and he will not save himself at all.

It is said that ruthlessness is the most important thing in the imperial family, and this statement has a profound meaning.

Yan Song smiled and replied: "If Your Majesty hopes to fill the treasury, why not develop the Horse and Haishi"

Horse market refers to opening up a channel for trading with the Beilu, and Haishi refers to trading with overseas countries. In fact, putting aside the Beilu and the Southern Japanese, this is definitely a good way to develop the country's economy.

The problem is, is the Ming Dynasty afraid of war soon?

Soon, they have few soldiers, can't they beat them?

Yan Song raised this question, pretending not to understand Zhu Houcan’s intentions and pretending to care about the development of the country. I have to say that Taiya is so cunning!

The national treasury has no money and cannot raise troops. If it cannot defeat the southern Japanese and northern enemy, it cannot open the Haishi and Horses. The problem is back again.

Zhu Hou smiled sweetly.

He said: "Go back, Shangshu Yan."

Shangshu Yan is not a beloved minister, not only the middle, not the right one.

Yan Song knelt on the ground with a "thump". He knew that if he left today, his official position would be over.

He is not Xia Yan, he doesn’t have that much energy, and he will wait to return to the court one day!

He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, letting his gray head develop in front of Zhu Houcong, and he could see it at a glance.

"Your Majesty! Give up your life!" Yan Song cried and shouted: "Sheng Auxiliary Xia has power for decades. Which one of the current cabinets is not obeying the orders of the Master Xia? Your Majesty, I know that it is useless to defend myself. It is just that this heart of firmness will not be pacified if I don't serve the country! I am from a poor family, but I am not as patriotic as the emperor of the king! "

"His Majesty!"

Yan Song's shrill shouts echoed in the empty hall and could not calm down for a long time.

Yan Song's tears, dripping warmth, fell at Zhu Houcan's feet, gathered one by one, forming a pool.

Zhu Houcong even had some doubts. Could it be that the Jinyiwei is also controlled by Xia Yan?

No one believed Zhu Houcan.

But he knew that Guo Xun was dead, and he needed a strength to weigh Xia Yan's strength. He was unwilling to be threatened by the old ministers who cried and scolded her as he did when he first entered Beijing.

Nothing makes him feel more at ease than controlling the overall situation. He doesn't believe anyone, and no one except himself.

"Fenyi."

Zhu Houxiang licked his upper lip, laughed, and asked, "I just asked you to go back home to rest. What are you crying? Get up."

Huang Jin sighed deeply in his heart, hurried forward and helped Yan Song get up for Zhu Houguan.

"Your Majesty, look, Shangshu Yan's back has been bent recently, so he should make up for it."

Zhu Houcan nodded, smiled in agreement, thought for a while, and asked, "Is there any 100-year-old ginseng in Changbai Mountain in the Imperial Pharmacy?"

Huang Jin replied: "Oh, it probably isn't there."

"Oh, by the way." Zhu Houxiang said: "The Jin Guiren was weak. The last time he gave her the two ginseng branches. In this way, he took two ginseng from my private warehouse and took them back to Shangshu Yan."

Yan Song was already scared and heartbroken. Although he knew that the danger was temporarily lifted, he could not say a word and could only bow his head and keep bowing.

Huang Jin pulled Yan Song out of the imperial study room, pulling and pulling. Although it was July, the weather in the capital was just warm and suitable. However, through the official robe, Huang Jin felt Yan Song's sweaty clothes.

He advised him with kindness: "Shangshu Yan, Your Majesty still loves you, don't be too worried."

Yan Song turned his eyes to look at him, with gray hair and pale face, but he smiled and said, "Yellow companion, you have to worry."

Huang Jin lowered his eyes and smiled, shook his head, and said, "You go back to the mansion first, and we will go to the mansion to give you a reward later."

“Have work, have work.”

Yan Song bowed his hand in a daze, and the Yan family members who were waiting beside him stepped forward, took Yan Song's arm from Huang Jin, and staggered away.

Huang Jin stood outside the majestic palace gate, under the eaves in front of the corridor, a drop of water dripped from the eaves on his forehead. He raised his hand to wipe away the water droplets, closed his eyes for a moment, and sighed a long time.

"Liu Qing, go to the Imperial Pharmacy to get two ginseng that are worth a hundred years old. Our family will go to Yan Mansion later."

"Yes." The little eunuch beside him replied in a low voice, then quickly turned to prepare.

Yan Song left the palace gate, got on his carriage, and the servant handed over a wet towel.

Yan Song took the soft scarf, gently wiped it on his face, held the right cuff with his left hand, and threw the soft scarf back into the servant's hand.

"When I get home, I prepare 30,000 taels of silver notes and I will give them to Huang Jin for a while."

The servant was surprised, "Thirty thousand taels, that's thirty thousand taels."

"Yes, Master."

Yan Song silently pondered Zhu Houcan's words, carefully, word by word.

Jin Guiren was weak, and last time he rewarded her with the two ginseng pieces. In this way, he took two ginseng from my private warehouse and took them back to Shangshu Yan.

Jin Guiren was weak and gave her two ginseng. This Jin Guiren was not an ordinary person. Although he was of a low origin, His Majesty liked her and pampered her.

Yan Song didn't say that he was born in poverty

Your Majesty said this, although you, Yan Song, were born in poverty, but I also like you. As long as your Majesty’s love is there, then Yan Song can rest assured.

In addition, His Majesty said that the two ginseng in Jin were gone after giving it to the nobleman. The reward this time was taken out from the private warehouse.

First, it is said that the treasury is really out of money, so you have to give me a solution. Second, it is said that there is a distinction between inside and outside. No matter how noble Jin Guiren is, he is not as good as Yan Song.

Yan Song didn't care about these two ginsengs or the rules in the palace. Most of the emperor rewarded concubines from his own warehouse. What he cared about was the meaning conveyed by Zhu Houguan's short sentence.

After he understood this sentence thoroughly, a heart that was hanging up and down finally fell.

Xia Yan, Xia Yan, you have Zhang Liang’s plan, I have a ladder.

Today, all this he has suffered will be returned to you in the future!
Chapter completed!