please make me king

Chapter 1142 Self-destruction of the Great Wall
It is said that Sun Chuanting and Chen Jitai killed Jin Yiwei, and led their son Sun Shirui and more than a hundred dead men to submit to Shun King Zhang Shun.

While Zhang Shun arranged for Fatty Zhang to go to Shendaoling in the north of Hancheng to surrender the "disorderly soldiers" Dang Shousu and "Zaoying" Zhang Rukui, he led Sun Chuanting, Wang Ding, Wang Zhong and Chen Jitai back to Xi'an Mansion.

As soon as he arrived at the Xi'an Mansion, Hong Chengchou, Chief of Staff, Lu Weiqi, Chief of the Qin Palace, and Queen Li Sanniang greeted him early.

After some cumbersome etiquette, Zhang Shun dismissed the crowd, leaving Hong Chengchou, Lu Weiqi and Sun Chuanting alone, with Chen Jitai accompanying them.

Only then did Zhang Shun say: "I think this Chongzhen kid is looking for his own death, I'm afraid this Ming Dynasty won't be able to last for too long, I have to make plans early!"

"What?" Chief of Staff Hong Chengchou and Lu Weiqi were shocked when they heard the words, and couldn't help but look at each other.

"King Shun, we have already agreed to integrate the three towns and four towns in Shaanxi and western Henan first, and then make plans. Why did you change your mind today?" Hong Chengchou frowned and said.

The chief official Lu Weiqi also reminded: "This year's summer grain is almost exhausted, and autumn grain has just begun to be collected."

"Even if the amount of autumn rations is higher than that of summer rations, it may only meet the expenses of the [-] troops."

The two men hit Zhang Shun hard from a strategic and economic point of view.

"How is the taxation now?" Zhang Shun thought for a while, and instead of talking about strategy, he asked about money and food.

"Xia Liang plans to collect [-] million shi, and Zhang Sanbai transported [-] shi from Danshui, which can barely be used until the end of the year." Lu Weiqi heard the words like a treasure.

"It's just that among the [-] million summer grain, [-] shi are actually the acres of the royal mansion confiscated by the rebel army and the cleared farmland."

"At the beginning, the rebel army was short of food and salaries, so they had to collect it on a yearly basis. It was [-] shi per mu, and autumn grain could no longer be collected!"

"However, Zhang Bojing and Li Zicheng are currently vigorously clearing the land in Yan'an, Suide, and Qingyang. It is estimated that they can collect [-] stones early next year. It is a surprise!"

"In addition, Xi'an Prefecture can collect fifty or sixty shi for autumn grain, and other Pingliang and Ningxia can collect [-] or [-] shi, totaling no more than [-] million shi."

"This... autumn grain is not as good as summer grain!" Zhang Shun couldn't help but sighed with emotion.

It turns out that the taxation of the Ming Dynasty was basically based on autumn grain, supplemented by summer grain, and the ratio between the two was roughly between July [-] and June [-].

It's just that when the rebel army ate the grain for free, they first used violence to expropriate the whole year's grain in full, so the amount of autumn grain may not be able to catch up with the amount of summer grain.

"No, no!" Zhang Shun couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Fengxiang, Gongchang, Lintao, Qingyang and Yan'an prefectures, regardless of their size, must pay taxes."

"The above-mentioned prefectures focus on the big and let go of the small, and save it for subsidizing the local area!"

What is "catch the big and let go of the small"?
It’s just that there are not enough manpower anyway, so it is impossible to collect as much.

But that doesn't matter, it's just picking up big households for collection.

How much is collected is counted, and at any rate it is used as local food or relief food, which is better than transportation from other places where people eat horse chews.

"Okay!" Lu Weiqi nodded after hearing the words, and said after a while.

"In this way, more than [-] stones can be collected, at least [-] million stones can be collected!"

It sounds like the [-] million shiqiu grain is not too much, but if you compare it with the collection situation of Daming, you can know that this is already a very good collection result.

According to the Ming Dynasty's own collection standards, the whole of Shaanxi is only [-] million stones a year.

Not to mention the miscellaneous Zheshi, but under the severe famine situation in Yansui, the rebel army confiscated [-] million stones, which is an amount that Chongzhen could not even imagine.

However, is this food and salary enough?

Far from enough!

In order to deal with the rebels, Yang Sichang once calculated that he would mobilize [-] troops and consume [-] taels of silver in food and salaries.

Although the rebel army takes food as the key link, and the utilization efficiency of food and salaries is far higher than that of officers and soldiers, but based on the monthly salary of one stone per soldier, they will have to eat [-] stones of grain in a year.

"How's the situation in Henan Mansion?" Zhang Shun frowned, thinking: Sure enough, the original plan was safe.

Now Xi'an Prefecture and Yulin Town have been stabilized, and the disaster situation in Yan'an Prefecture has also been relieved.

If officials are sent to other prefectures next year, they can levy another thirty or fifty shi.

If the rule of the rebel army is stabilized, more civil servants will be recruited, and the fields will be measured. It is estimated that three million stones can be collected in a year.

It's just a pity that time doesn't wait for me, and he has to make plans early.

"Henan government's grain allowance is [-] shi, Ruzhou's grain allowance is [-] shi, and Nanyang government's grain allowance is [-] shi." Lu Weiqi couldn't help but calculate.

"The total amount is no more than [-] shi. Drought, military disaster, and lack of manpower made it impossible to requisition, causing a lot of losses."

"Fortunately, Li Baihu brought sweet potatoes, corn, etc., which increased the production a lot. Adding in the acres of land in the Wangfu, the tax would only be one million stones a year."

"I don't know the amount of other grain purchases. According to my calculations, Nanyang, Yuzhou and Luoyang each have a million stones in case of emergencies!"

"King Shun, what's going on?" Hong Chengchou couldn't help asking again anxiously seeing that Zhang Shun couldn't get to the point.

"We have to ask him about this matter after all!" Zhang Shun pointed at Sun Chuanting and said.

"Me?" Sun Chuanting couldn't help being surprised.

Ever since he took refuge in Zhang Shun, he was dragged all the way to Xi'an City by the King of Qin before he had time to offer advice.

"Talk about Shanxi matters to everyone!" Zhang Shun reminded.

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" Sun Chuanting couldn't help coughing dryly, and briefly told everyone about his experience.

"No, this has nothing to do with it?" Even Hong Chengchou was confused now.

"It's gratifying for Sun Chuanting to take refuge in the rebel army, but what does it have to do with our large-scale use of troops? Could it be that King Shun is planning to capture Datong and rescue Sun's family members?"

"What's the mess?" Zhang Shun was almost annoyed by them.

"Since Mr. Sun is here, the Ming government and the people dare not touch his family members casually. This king still has this prestige!"

"After talking about it for a long time, you haven't turned the corner yet!"

"My rebel army is not only competing with the Ming Dynasty, but also competing with the Houjin of Liaodong!"

"Now Daming is like an old black bear. I am in the front, and Jinhu is in the back."

"Therefore, unless we can refuse the later gold and enjoy Daming alone, we can only think about it in the long run."

"Unexpectedly, Chongzhen children are ignorant and reckless, self-defeating 'Optimus Prime' and 'Great Wall'. I am afraid that the Ming Dynasty will be defeated in one blow, and the officers and soldiers of the four towns of Xuanda Jiliao will surrender to the enemy. At that time, I will die without a place to die!"

"This... can't this be?" Everyone couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the words.

In particular, Sun Chuanting was even more confused. Who are the "Optimus Prime" and the "Great Wall" of Ming Dynasty?
(End of this chapter)