The Jin army besieged the city, and the Song emperor’s daughter died

Chapter 133: Deceiving the Taoist Emperor
Zhao Fujin is not sloppy at all when it comes to converting economic soft power into military hard power.

After all, the Song Dynasty under her rule could not be like a three-year-old kid carrying gold bricks through the busy city.

After arranging things for the Academy of Song Dynasty, Zhao Fujin called Qin Hui and asked him to take some money from the Money Department to invest in the new research of the Academy of Song Dynasty-soap.

After investing in Chen Dong's "Da Song Daily" last time, Qin Hui already had considerable trust in the government's methods of making money. He didn't even ask too much about what "soap" was, so he agreed.

"Your Banking and Money Department is now the largest owner of Da Song Daily. You can let the daily publicize the soap, and the sales volume should not be bad."

In the past few days, Qin Hui has gained a certain understanding of the enterprise that Zhao Fujin mentioned before, and also has some basic understanding of the concept of equity. As the largest shareholder of "Da Song Daily", the Yinqian Department naturally has the right to demand "Daily Daily" 》Do something.

"After completing this investment, I plan to send you to Lin'an to open a mansion."

"Opening a mansion?" Qin Hui was puzzled.

"Well, the Customs Yamen was opened in Lin'an. After that, all the shipping departments in the Song Dynasty were under the unified management of the Customs Yamen."

The changes to the regulations of the Municipal Shipping Department were proposed by Qin Hui. Now it is reasonable for the officials to let him take charge of this matter.

"In the future, most of the taxes in the Song Dynasty will have to rely on the customs and yamen, so after you go to Lin'an to open a government, you must consider everything about taxation, so as not to harm the interests of those who do business overseas, nor the imperial court. Interests must be balanced between the two. You need to make decisions on the fly when it comes to specific matters."

Qin Hui accepted the order and immediately asked: "What about the matter of the Bank of China?"

Zhao Fujin smiled and said: "Who do you think I can trust when I leave the Bank Money Department to you?"

Qin Hui thought for a moment and said frankly: "The two Prime Ministers Li are probably not suitable."

"Oh? Why?"

Qin Hui replied: "Although Li Gang is upright, he acts cautiously and is not very enthusiastic about money matters. If left to him, it will be more than enough to save money but not enough to increase revenue. Although Li Bangyan is proficient in business and tactful, he is a suitable candidate. But I am afraid that he is in charge of both the commercial affairs of the country and the power of money..."

Qin Hui did not continue, but Zhao Fujin could understand what he meant.

This principle is like a company, if someone is in charge of both business and finance, sooner or later there will be trouble.

"I do have a choice."

"The officials made it clear."

"Cai Chi!"

Qin Hui was stunned for a long time, then bowed and said: "It's a good candidate. Even if Cai Chi has little experience, he can still get guidance from his father behind the scenes. Although Cai Xianggong is a criminal, he is quite capable in money and business. It's just... …”

Qin Hui hesitated for a moment: "When the Supreme Emperor was in power, he had decreed that the nine Cai clans were not allowed to serve as officials in the court. If they were promoted by officials, they would not be criticized."

Zhao Fujin was about to complain about his cheap father who never did anything serious day by day. Before he could complain, the chamberlain waiting outside shouted loudly: "The Emperor is here."

Zhao Fujin and Qin Hui were stunned, stood up and went out to greet them.

You must know that since Emperor Daojun ascended to the throne, he has never been to the imperial study room again. I don’t know if there is something big going on this time.

Seeing Zhao Fujin coming out, Emperor Daojun said with a smile: "Are you discussing something? Why don't daddy wait outside for a while?"

Zhao Fujin stepped forward and supported Daojun Emperor and said: "Nothing, nothing, just chatting with Qin Xianggong."

Emperor Daojun glanced at Qin Hui and said with a smile: "Qin Hui, I bought the national debt of your bank and money department, and I'm waiting for your profit distribution. Do it well."

Qin Hui quickly stepped forward and saluted: "I will do my best."

Emperor Daojun ignored him and took Zhao Fujin's beautiful hand and walked into the imperial study. Qin Hui instinctively wanted to follow him in. As soon as he stepped in with his left foot, he heard Emperor Daojun say: "We, father and daughter, have a talk about each other." Well, you don’t have to follow me, just go back and make money.”

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin waved his hand towards Qin Hui: "Step back, I will do what I just told you as soon as possible."

Qin Hui could only resigned in embarrassment.As soon as he entered the imperial study room, Emperor Daojun looked around. Seeing that the imperial desk was in a mess, he personally started to tidy it up for Zhao Fujin. While tidying it up, he said: "Fujin, I remember that you were a neat child when you were a child. , why is it so messy now, how can we clean the world if we don’t clean one table?”

There were no important documents on the imperial case, so Zhao Fujin didn't stop him. He stood aside and watched his father work for a long time.

When Emperor Daojun saw the painting on the rice paper, he pinched it with one hand: "This...did you draw it?"

Zhao Fujin chuckled and nodded: "Let daddy laugh."

Emperor Daojun frowned, looking disgusted: "What is this painting?"

"ferry."

"Is this a boat?" Emperor Daojun almost laughed out loud: "When you have time in the future, come to Xuanhe Painting Academy, and dad will teach you. Talent in calligraphy and painting is the face of an emperor."

Zhao Fujin lazily listened to his rambling: "Oh, daddy, what's the matter, just tell me!"

Emperor Daojun stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "Dad, I heard that the Song Academy of Sciences has refined an elixir?"

Zhao Fujin was stunned. Many of the scientific officers in the Academy of Song Dynasty were from the Taoist Academy of the Capital, but they had changed their minds and received scientific education for several months. How could they still be refining alchemy?

Before Zhao Fujin could deny it, Emperor Daojun stepped forward and took Zhao Fujin's hand: "Xiao, Xiao, you know that my father has been practicing Taoism for many years, do you want to give him a surprise?"

Although Zhao Fujin didn't know where the rumor of refining the elixir came from, an idea suddenly came to her, her face changed and she said with a smile: "My daughter originally planned to wait for Tianning Festival before offering it to you, but I didn't expect that my father would do it right now." knew?"

When Emperor Daojun heard this, he laughed heartily: "There is no need to wait for Tianning Festival, my father is here... What is the magical effect of this elixir? Is it possible to ascend?"

The Emperor Daojun, who had no doubts about the Taoist ascension plan, seemed a little impatient.

Zhao Fujin had difficulty in doing so: "Take it seven times a year, and you will be able to ascend in seven years, but... the Human Emperor cannot do it."

When Emperor Daojun heard this, he became even more happy: "The Human Emperor is your daughter. Now that you are a father, how can you be considered an emperor?"

"The Supreme Emperor is also an emperor."

When Emperor Daojun thought about it, it seemed that this was also the case, and he hesitated for a moment: "How about... the title of the Supreme Emperor is taken away?"

Zhao Fujin frowned and shook his head: "It's just a name, I don't think it has much effect."

"What should we do?"

"Dad, what do you think is a human emperor? Only when the people of the world kneel and worship him and are the leader in the world can he be regarded as a human emperor. Daddy has been in power for many years and has issued so many imperial edicts. If these edicts are still useful, Tiandi Xuanmiao believes that his father is still the human emperor. How can my body be able to ascend?"

Zhao Fujin's words made Emperor Daojun suddenly enlightened: "Then as long as the decrees that father has made are abolished, right..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Fujin had already spread out the paper and stood in front of the imperial case to study the ink: "Dad, please!"

Emperor Daojun thought for a moment and felt that those previous decrees were of little benefit to him now, so he picked up his pen and dipped his pen in ink. Just as he was about to write, he turned to look at Zhao Fujin: "Why don't you just draw up a decree? , you are the only one who can decide, keep the ones you think are useful, and discard the ones you think are useless, how about that?"

Zhao Fujin felt happy. In this way, although he still had to follow the ancestral laws, some nonsense from the Daojun Emperor period would no longer be able to restrict him in the future.

Emperor Daojun was also happy in his heart. In this way, it was equivalent to all his previous decrees being issued by Zhao Fujin. They had nothing to do with him anymore and would not delay his promotion of Taoism.

After drafting the decree, he handed it to Zhao Fujin: "Where is the elixir?"

"Dad returns to the palace first, and my daughter will send someone to take him there tomorrow."

After Emperor Daojun left happily, Zhao Fujin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are still so frivolous at such an age, what a talent!"

(End of this chapter)