Chapter 120
What?Got rich?I'm afraid the Earl has lost his mind and gone crazy?Everyone looked at the uncle who was giving orders in a serious and orderly manner just now, and suddenly Le's teacup could not be held steadily, and they were all startled.

Well, Liu Hongjian was also a little embarrassed. It was okay to talk about the experience of killing the enemy with these warriors. If it was about politics, economy, or development, it would be better to play the piano with the cow.

It is natural for Daming to give you military salaries and food for raising them. This is a matter of course, no one can deny it, but very few people think about it, why is the imperial court always so poor?
Doesn't the imperial court have taxes?Why can't they even pay their military salary?Still in arrears for a year?
Everyone, including Emperor Chongzhen, didn't know that Ming Dynasty had never been short of money, even though the sea ban policy had been down for nearly 200 years.

As far as the whole of Europe and West Asia is concerned, Ming Dynasty has three treasures, porcelain, silk and tea. These are luxury goods and hard currency.

No matter if the proboscis came to buy it, or the Ming people headed by the Zheng Group, who were both merchants and thieves, sent merchant ships to the west to sell, the income was more than ten times. It can be said that before the Opium War, silver was rushing to us. Chinese inflow.

This is the case even during the sea ban period, if you are not of my race, don't even think about taking my money from Daming!

Daming's money is getting more and more, but why is Daming's treasury getting more and more empty, and in the end even rats are not welcome?

If Emperor Chongzhen knew the reason, he would have slapped his thigh again and shouted: "The ministers have misunderstood me!" '.

As we all know, from the most basic point of view of economics, money can only be effective if it is circulated. It has a use at home, and money is silver. If it is not spent at home, it is a pile of metal.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, most of the money was hidden in corrupt officials and tyrants, especially the latter. As a result, the money was not circulated, and the Ming Dynasty's finances collapsed, so it was destroyed.

I am a vast country with countless virtues inherited, and liking to hide money is 'one of them'.

You go to a friend to borrow money, I’m sorry, there is really nothing, you see that there is only living expenses left in the card, alas, I’m really poor, I didn’t lie to you.

Then, as long as they see that the purchase of houses has been restricted or the price has been reduced, people will immediately buy a house for 20 to [-] yuan and wait for the price to increase to collect money without blinking their eyes.

After all, wealth is not in vain. In this regard, the humerus of the Chongzhen Dynasty at the end of the Ming Dynasty were also very good. The clothes they went out were often patched, and the coquettish characters they rode were often the most crude and rudimentary, for fear that others would not know. They are poor, and they don't know that they have nothing to lose.

But what about the real situation?For example, Li Jiantai, the former right servant of the Ministry of Officials, Chongzhen asked to donate silver to Liaodong to pay the army. This guy wore a patched official uniform and donated 300 taels. He wanted to take out his trouser pocket to let people know how poor he was.

However, this guy took more than 50 concubines, you have no money?Who is going to warm the kang with you, a bad old man!
Cough cough~ off topic!
Liu Hongjian coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and excitement.

"Guess, everyone, how much property do those eight profiteers have?"

Before going to Datong, Liu Hongjian and Wei Penghong sent troops to surround the mansions of the eight traitors respectively. Now that Shanxi has been restored, it's time to pluck the wool.

It turns out that the adults played the idea of ​​those old miscellaneous hairs!Wei Penghong rubbed his hands and realized something.

"Uncle, I heard that the eight people's family is very rich. I'm afraid they must have millions of taels!" Wei Penghong stretched out a finger, his eyes widened in surprise at his bold guess.

Wei Penghong is a warrior, although he was promoted to the chief soldier because of his meritorious service in defending the city, he didn't know or care about other trivial matters except knowing that a general should be loyal to the court.

He only knows that he can receive about 72 taels of silver from the court every month, 100 million taels?Don't dare to think, dare not think, is it too serious?Wei Penghong thought about it again and was annoyed at his haste.

"Hahaha, Mr. Wei, you underestimate them too. Do you know how much money our uncle confiscated from the houses of those corrupt officials in Beijing?"

Zu Qiuqing laughed and said, although he is only a hundred households in terms of military career, but he has the title of baron, which is only slightly lower than the chief soldier in terms of rank.

"How much?" Wei Penghong asked.

Zu Qiuqing didn't say a word, and stretched out three fingers

"300 million taels?" Wei Penghong was shocked!

"Xiaozu, Master Wei is guarding the border and doesn't know much about the affairs of the court, so don't make fun of him!" Chang Yu, who was older, couldn't bear Wei Penghong being teased by others, and turned his head to Wei Penghong after speaking.

"Master Wei, it's 3000 million taels."

Wei Penghong's eyes widened: ...

"I see, these eight profiteers must have at least 1000 million taels!" said Xingshan, the hundred-household officer of the Wansui Mountain Thousand Households Office.

Liu Hongjian smiled and said nothing.

"Hmph, old Xing, do you dare to bet, I bet those eight old miscellaneous hairs have more than 2000 million taels of property!" Yue Chengze, who escaped from Liaodong together with Xing Shan, took a peek at Liu Hongjian and guessed.

Liu Hongjian still smiled without saying a word.

"It can't be that the family property of these eight people is more than that of so many high-ranking officials in Beijing! It doesn't make sense, my lord."

Li Baida was illiterate, and felt that he was a well-developed person. He was afraid of making a fool of himself in meetings, so he never spoke.

But this time he couldn't bear it anymore. According to his understanding, how could these eight old men with white beards be better than officials.

Liu Hongjian still smiled and said nothing, he was afraid of frightening these people by speaking out. When he was a librarian in his previous life, he had read relevant materials. In the Qing Dynasty, the top ten financial groups were all in Shanxi.

According to statistics, just adding up the wealth of wealthy households in several counties in Shanxi, the amount exceeded [-] million taels of silver. Of course, that was in the Qing Dynasty, but even at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the wealth of these bird people was immeasurable.

After all, they have made war fortunes for decades, and they made their fortunes on both sides, buying low and selling high food to the Ming people, and at the same time smuggling pig iron, food and other things that nomads lack to the Mongols and Jurchens.

Of course, the nomads have no money, they can only graze around, and then exchange their cattle and sheep with profiteers for what they need.

But they lack too many things, there is no way, they don’t know anything except herding and killing, ranging from weapons and blades, to iron pots and cloth, everything is lacking, besides, they often encounter natural disasters, cattle and sheep themselves What if there is not enough to eat?
Grab the bright man!They robbed the food and ate it directly, but the emeralds, calligraphy and paintings, bracelets, etc. that were robbed were so messy that they couldn't be eaten.

Give it to the eight big profiteers. The eight big profiteers have a way to help them sell it to the corrupt officials of the Ming Dynasty. They will not be merciless if they get a kickback or something, and then hand over the money to the Tartars. The Tartars want to buy food again, and the money will naturally go back to the merchants. hands.

Such swindlings and swindlings, layers of exploitation, and finally all flowed into the pockets of the merchants, plus the identity of the merchants of the Ming Dynasty, well-informed and well-informed, and occasionally betrayed information to the Tartars, it is all money!

As for the exact number, Liu Hongjian also had a question mark in his mind.

"It's dawn, please raise your hand if you want to raid the house with Uncle Ben!"

(End of this chapter)

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