The Ming Dynasty started with caution

The next morning,

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi first read the notice from the Ministry of Household Affairs. The renovation of the Qianqing Palace required 250,000 silver, which was not enough even if he emptied the small internal funds.

"The labor force from the Ministry of Industry is still waiting to be paid." Wang Qiong bowed and said.

In just one month, the royal family will spend a huge amount of 250,000 yuan.

This money was originally free of charge. Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath, looked at Zhu Houzhao and said, "Do you really have no money left?"

"I'll be honest, I'll hand over everything." Zhu Houzhao said bitterly.

If this were applied to ordinary people, the princes would probably believe it, but when Zhu Houzhao said it, he always felt that he needed to search again.

There was still a shortage of one hundred thousand taels of silver, so the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi had no choice but to make up for it from his own funds.

Zuo Zongyi, Zuo Zongyi, the Minister of War, asked: "Your Majesty, what about the tax control on Tatars?"

Yan Chengjin thought for a moment.

Yesterday, the Supreme Emperor and the princes had not decided yet. The Tatars were not as docile as the Han people and they forced them to pay taxes. They were afraid that they would even kill the tax supervisor.

The bundle of grass is worthless, and there is not much money to be collected from the Tatar.

But if you don't collect taxes from the Tatars, you need a bowl of water to level it, and you don't collect taxes from the people in the border towns.

It seems that this matter is extremely difficult, and it is difficult for the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi and the princes to make a decision.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi took a deep look at Yan Chengjin: "Yan Qing's family?"

"I can't think of a good way."

"Then think about it again." The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi looked at him steadily, like an old father looking at his son, with smiling eyes.

Yesterday, all the princes discussed it, but Yan Chengjin did not participate.

But this guy has the best ideas.

Li Dongyang and others' eyes fell on Yan Chengjin.

At this time, Zhang Fuhua said without hesitation: "The grassland is wide and the horse grass is more fertile than Jizhou. We collect two bunches per month, so the taxes and servitude are actually not heavy.

The imperial court had just opened a warehouse to provide money, and out of gratitude, the Tatars thought they would accept it. "

For the imperial court, collecting taxes was just a formality, and they did not expect to receive much money.

The meaning is quite different.

To the imperial court, the Tatars were adopted sons and the Han people were biological sons.

If you treat your adopted son better than your biological son, the Han people in the border areas will become dissatisfied, lose popular support, and some people will start their own business.

Yan Chengjin also added: "What Mr. Zhang said is reasonable. The imperial court can divide and regulate according to the different local people's sentiments. It can treat everyone equally."

This matter is extremely important. This is not about poverty but about inequality.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi had a firm look in his eyes: "There is no tax supervisory system in the Tatar territory, so let's leave it to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

Yan Chengjin had someone to send, and he nodded slightly.

The officials in the court are all smart people. This is not a good thing. Keep your mouth shut for fear that it will happen to you.

Returning to the duty room, Yan Chengjin ordered Zheng Qian.

Not long after, Lu Wan walked into the duty room with a curious expression, bowed and said, "Master Yan, are you looking for a subordinate?"

Yan Chengjin thought for a while and said: "I want to send you to deal with the Tatar taxation."

Lu Wan had a worried look on his face. The Tatars would kill him if he tried to collect them. Failure to collect them would become a bad debt and the court would be blamed.

"I regard myself as your lord's confidant and can serve you like Fang Xue and Zheng Qian, but your lord wants to harm me like this."

Yan Chengjin thought to himself, "This is the last time. If you return with success, I will trust you."

The newly built Qianqing Palace was completed. The newly painted vermilion paint was shiny and filled with a slightly pungent smell.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyebrows with joy, walked into the palace and looked around, "What do you think, sir?"

Liu Jian, Li Dongyang and others walked into the hall.

This was repaired by the Tuntian Cleaning Department of the Ministry of Industry. Influenced by Liangxiang's scientific scholarship, the craftsmanship has been significantly improved.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Yan Chengjin and wondered: "Lao Gao, why don't you go in?"

Yan Chengjin shook his head and put on several masks, but it was of no use, so he simply took a few steps back.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi and the princes looked thoughtful and quickly thought about what this boy was doing.

"Yan Qing's family?"

"I have something to say..."

"I forgive you."

"This palace has just been painted. You have to wait a year before you can move in. If you move in at this time, there may be poisonous fumes invading your body."

Not familiar with chemistry, Yan Chengjin didn't dare to conclude that formaldehyde couldn't be smelled, but it was true that he didn't dare to get close.

The expressions of the ministers changed slightly, this guy is always alarmist.

Zhu Houzhao became angry and said, "Isn't the money from the little money wasted in vain? The national treasury will pay for it!"

Wang Qiong couldn't help but looked at Yan Chengjin and whispered: "My dear nephew, don't talk nonsense."

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly. Apart from the unpleasant smell of paint, there was nothing unusual about the surroundings. He said, "Why can't I see it? If you don't want to live in me, this new palace should be my bedroom first."

Xinfu pays attention to popularity to promote kings.

If it is left out for a year, it will become a cold palace. Besides, so much money has been spent. If word spreads outside the palace, it may be criticized by the people.

The princes nodded slightly and nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Chengjin's eyes flashed. Under today's conditions, formaldehyde could not be measured clearly, and he did not dare to be sure.

What needs to be said is said, and it is worthy of the kindness of the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi.

You can't blame him for dying.

Zhu Houzhao wanted to walk into the hall, but Gu Da hugged his thigh tightly: "Sir, we should listen to Master Yan, right?"

It's not that Gu Dayong is afraid of death, it's that Yan Chengjin's mouth is too poisonous and everything he says is effective.

“I’ve spent all my money, why don’t I take a look?”

Several young eunuchs in the East Palace didn't know whether to stop him or not. They were at a loss and making a lot of noise in front of the main hall.

"Old Gao, my treasury is empty, what can I do to earn money?"

Yan Chengjin's treasury was also empty. Most of the Tang and Song Dynasty's expenditures came from his treasury, and he was in urgent need of money.

At this time,

A Hanlin came here quickly with his clothes in his hands, with a panic on his face, "Sir Yan, is the emperor here? The memorial sent back from Jianchang, Nanzhili."

Yan Chengjin opened it and glanced at it, and his heart skipped a beat.

In the hall, the emperor Hongzhi and the other officials were watching in the back hall. When they saw the memorial, they couldn't help but tremble.

The smiles of the officials gradually faded, and their faces became solemn.

Everyone looked at Zhu Houzhao in unison, their eyes quite meaningful.

The retired emperor Hongzhi asked seriously, "How are the people's lives in Xinchang?"

"In Jiangnan, it is a poor place. The retired emperor also knows that the gentry in Jiangnan occupy a lot of land, and the people are not as safe as those in Northern Zhili." Zhang Fuhua has been in Southern Zhili for more than ten years and has deep feelings.

Although Jiangnan is rich, the land belongs to the gentry, and the people's lives are not as good as those in Northern Zhili.

The retired emperor's eyes moved slightly, and he was so angry that his teeth itched.

Li Dongyang asked calmly: "Why don't you check first, why did the rebellion start?"

Zhu Houzhao didn't know what happened yet, blinked and looked at Yan Chengjin: "Lao Gao, what's the matter?"

"Xu Jiuling in Northern Zhili started a rebellion."

Yan Chengjin counted the number of people. Is this the ninth one who wants to rebel?

Zhu Houzhao was stunned. No wonder his father and the gentlemen looked like they wanted to eat him alive.

There are not many people who started the rebellion this time, and the local guards can quell it.

"Bring the Xinchang court report, I want to take a closer look." The retired emperor Hongzhi said.

Xiao Jing quickly brought the official report.

The gentlemen looked around,

I think they knew that the court had allocated relief money to the Tatars. It is not poverty that is worrying, but inequality. That's the truth.