Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 67 What if I have no money?
There is a saying that if you are not in charge, you don't know that daily necessities are expensive.

Zhu Gaoxu never thought that the imperial court would have no money before, even though Xia Yuanji seemed to be picky about the issue of money and food every time, Zhu Gaoxu never thought so.

But now, he found that the court may really have no money.

In the past, he felt that the Ming Dynasty conquered the grasslands in the north, challenged Annan in the south, revised the "Yongle Dadian", moved the capital to Shuntian, and Zheng He went to the West. Which dynasty without money would dare to do this?
But now he suddenly realized that the evidence he used to prove that the court was rich had now become evidence that the court had no money.

In other words, the court may have become out of money because of these things.

Of course, it is said that there is no money, but it is impossible for a huge dynasty to really have no money, but there is a sum of money that will not be easily used.

There is a word called Yin Chi Mao Liang, which refers to the situation of eating the family's wealth, and it is naturally impossible for the current Daming to spend all the money, and it is definitely necessary to save some money to deal with emergencies.

For example, war, or disaster relief after natural disasters.

"Then what should we do!?" Zhu Gaoxu's tone instantly rose several degrees.

"The pensions of the soldiers must be given out, right? This is not a reward. If the reward is delayed, it will not affect anything anyway, but it is a pension!"

"Which one of the people on the battlefield is not a young man in the family. It would be hard to live without a pillar. If you don't give them pensions, what is the difference between letting them die!?"

When he said this, Zhu Gaoxu was really angry.

He can be said to be the same as a general, he is a person who seeks life and credit on horseback, so he naturally hates this situation.

He, Zhu Gaoxu, never thought of himself as a good person. He had done things like greed for soldiers' salaries and stealing confiscations, but he never used his brains on the compensation of casualties.

Although not much, he still has principles.

It can be said that ninety-nine percent of generals have a problem with stealing, and the old man also acquiesces, because after the soldiers break through the city and destroy the enemy, they will search more or less and secretly put some in their pockets. This is an unspoken rule.

He, Zhu Gaoxu, was also greedy for military pay, but he would make up for it later with the seizure, and then he would go to the old man to be scolded or beaten.

All in all, he doesn't think he's a good guy, but he doesn't think he's a bad guy either.

At the very least, he won't touch the money that the soldiers have worked so hard for.

"Don't worry..." Zhu Zhanhe came back to his senses now, comforted his father perfunctorily, and then fell into deep thought.

At first, he just thought that the old man was just playing with balance. The military general made a lot of contributions with this Northern Expedition. After all, he wiped out the entire Tatar.

At the same time, civil officials should not be forgotten when balancing military generals. After all, if a military general has made such great achievements and is finally suppressed, this result may make the civil servants even more arrogant.

Therefore, the old man gave Zhu Gaochi, the head of the civilian camp, and Zhu Gaoxu, the head of the military camp, each one of the extremely uncomfortable things to do, so that they can understand their situation and restrain their arrogance.

But now it seems that this is not the case, or it should be said that it is not the only case.

In the past, Zhu Zhanhe just thought that the old man’s campaigns in the South and the North, repairing the Yongle Grand Ceremony, moving the capital to Shuntian, and supporting the Western Seas were very courageous and forward-looking, but now, after he entered this situation, he realized that it was not just that. .

In the early Ming Dynasty, the grain output was not high, and the output of the main food crops, rice and wheat, was not high. Basically, the yield was about two to three hundred catties per mu, and four to five hundred catties was the top yield.

In addition, the level of development is not enough, so the annual tax revenue of the imperial court is more than 1000, at most 2000 million taels.

It is already a remarkable achievement to do so many money-consuming things under almost fixed taxation, and to stabilize the internal affairs, at least not to the point of living without money.

But this is not very friendly to Zhu Zhanhe today.

Since the old man gave the order, it proves that there must be a solution to the matter, at least there will be a way to get through it safely despite some losses.

This method obviously does not follow the arrangement of the Ministry of Accounts. First, because the Ministry of Accounts can't afford much money now, at least not enough money to pay all the pensions at once. Second, because once it is handed over to the Ministry of Accounts, the pension [-]% is to delay.

As Zhu Gaoxu said, pensions and rewards are different. Pensions are the reliance of those casualties for a long time in the future, unlike rewards, which are icing on the cake.

For the families of the casualties, pensions are like charcoal in the snow. Without charcoal, they would have to freeze to death.

But what should we do?

Money, money……

No, it's not just money, food, cloth, etc. can be used, whether it is food as hard currency or finished and semi-finished products produced by just-needed cash crops.

So, where to find it?
"Who has money..." Zhu Zhanhe squeezed his chin and muttered blankly.

"Who has money? Who doesn't have money in this world except the common people?" Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help talking when he heard his son's murmur.

"The imperial court, nobles, officials, nobles, businessmen, which one of these people has no money?"

"Businessman?" Zhu Zhanhe froze for a moment, but then, his eyes lit up.

"Yes! Merchant!"

Zhu Zhanhe clapped his hands suddenly, which surprised Zhu Gaoxu.

"What happened to the businessman?" Zhu Gaoxu was very puzzled.

"You want the merchant to pay you? Stop making trouble!"

"Businessmen have always valued profit over righteousness. Let alone letting money be taken for nothing, even if the imperial court sends people to ask for it, they have to exchange some benefits, such as Yanyin."

"You don't want to take money for nothing?" Zhu Zhanhe chuckled, with an unnatural look on his face.

"But if so, how can I make them take money for nothing?"

"What do you want to do?" Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu sat up straight and asked nervously.

"This is not in the grassland anymore, you can't do anything wrong like before!"

Zhu Gaoxu looked at his son who was exuding a strong smell of blood, and felt very nervous.

He had only seen this kind of appearance on his son once, and that was in the grassland, and it was when the people from Wuliangha Sanwei were building a temple in Beijing.

At that time, Zhu Zhanhe was different from the first time he was sent by the old man to build the Beijing Temple. It was his second time to build the Beijing Temple, or to raise the height of the Beijing Temple.

At that time, he had an aura that ordinary people didn't have. Even though he was just a child, it still made people shudder.

What was that feeling like?

Zhu Gaoxu probably thought that you suddenly broke into a room and found a child eating the limbs of several adults, with blood all over his face.

(End of this chapter)