During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

This money was pension money for border officers. Zhang Shangshu felt that Ye Shaohua might not need it, so he decided to embezzle it first.

Presumably Ye Shaohua wouldn't care.

Wu Shangshu promptly said: "The Ministry of War's cement factory should also give 40% to the Ministry of Household Affairs."

Zhang Shangshu's eyes widened, as if someone had torn a piece of flesh out of his heart, and he felt extremely distressed, "No, we paid for it ourselves, why should we give it to the Ministry of Revenue?"

Wu Shangshu was holding back his anger and did not mind another quarrel with Zhang Shangshu.

However, Luo Tingye did not give him this opportunity. He made the final decision, "The Ministry of War cannot independently manage the cement plant, and the share of the cement plant is the same as that of the Ministry of Industry."

"..."

Zhang Shangshu frowned and said nothing, but his heart was trembling.

He was happy for a moment, but he forgot that military money cannot be kept together. If the Ministry of War has too much money, there will inevitably be people who are unwilling to be inferior to others.

With this in mind, Zhang Shangshu immediately had no objection to His Majesty's share.

However, Wu Shangshu felt that the money given to the Ministry of War was still a lot, and two achievements was enough. Why would a soldier need so much money?

But seeing Zhang Shangshu's unhappy look, Wu Shangshu relented. Now that the Ministry of War has money, the money given by the Ministry of Revenue to the Ministry of War can be reduced in the future. In this way, it is not considered a loss to the Ministry of Revenue.

Speaking of which, it is actually His Majesty and the Queen who are losing money. They do not hold the formula for cement, but they distribute it to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry.

It can be seen that he has the world in mind.

If you think about it carefully, the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War contribute the most, and they also have to pay taxes to the Ministry of Household Affairs. In this way, it is the Ministry of Household Affairs that makes the most money.

In the future, as cement is promoted and more people use it, the Ministry of Household Affairs will have more and more money.

Wu Shangshu took the opportunity to say to Luo Tingye: "Your Majesty, the salt tax in Jiangnan has not been collected for a long time. What should we do?"

Luo Tingye had a gloomy face, but his eyes accidentally glanced at a corner, and a foot in the corner quickly retracted.

Feng Jizhong glanced sideways, then quickly looked away.

"Wu Shangshu, I'm happy today, and I won't mention anything that will ruin my joy."

Wu Shangshu thought the same thing, discussed with Huo Shangshu and Zhang Shangshu the specific process of building a cement plant, and left the palace feeling refreshed.

Luo Tingye glanced at the people waiting in the Jiaofang Hall, "The queen is tired, please step aside!"

"Yes."

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you tired?"

She made so much money in one fell swoop and had the preliminary funds to build a nursery. How could she be tired? She must not be tired now and she is full of energy.

But Luo Tingye said she was tired, and she was just tired.

Luo Tingye pulled Jiang Miao into the bedroom and closed the door with his backhand.

"Miss Lan Shui, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has sent a batch of good materials. Your Majesty said that he will make some daily clothes for the empress. If you have time, why don't you go with the Za family to have a look?"

Lan Shui is the eldest maid of Jiaofang Palace who replaces Lan Xin. She is young but very mature and steady. Jiang Miao trusts her very much and the palace people also admire her.

Lan Shui paused after hearing this, "But what about Your Majesty and the Empress?"

Feng Jizhong said: "Your Majesty and your Majesty don't like to be served when they are alone. I guess Your Majesty and your Majesty are going to take a nap, so we shouldn't disturb them here."

Lan Shui is not a little girl who doesn't understand anything. Her cheeks turned red when she heard this, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Father-in-law, it will be later."

Lan Shui quickly took care of everything in Jiao Fang Palace, and when he was about to leave, Feng Ji Zhong suddenly raised his hand and pointed, "There are a lot of materials sent to the palace this time. I'm afraid that Miss Lan Shui can't handle them by herself, so why don't we find some I will go with you personally, I see that she has long hands and long legs, and she must be very strong." Everyone in the harem knows that the Queen likes strong palace servants. In the words of the Queen, strong strength is good for work.

Therefore, let alone what abilities the maids of Jiaofang Palace have, they must be extremely strong.

Lan Shui glanced at the words and smiled knowingly, "Ren Xin, please come with me!"

Ren Xin replied softly, but something quickly flashed across his eyes.

In the main hall, Luo Tingye pressed forward step by step, while Jiang Miao retreated step by step. They all had evil smiles on their faces, and they looked confused on their faces. People who didn't know better thought it was a bandit who raped a common girl.

Jiang Miao swallowed, "You, what do you want to do?"

Luo Tingye stared at her without speaking, but his eyes became more and more lewd.

Jiang Miao's cheeks were stained with a nice blush, "Is this broad daylight?"

"I didn't do anything."

Don't you want to do it now?

Jiang Miao had no choice but to retreat and fell down on the couch, "You, don't mess around, I don't want to embarrass myself."

Luo Tingye suddenly held a hand, and his voice was a bit lazy, "Ah Miao, what are you thinking about? I just want to be alone with you for a while, where did you think about it?"

Jiang Miao's heart was swaying, and her face felt quietly hot.

"Cuckoo..."

Luo Tingye suddenly pointed at Jiang Miao, covered his stomach and laughed, "I can't do it anymore. Ah Miao, you are so cute. How can you be so cute?"

"Okay, you're teasing me on purpose." Jiang Miao pushed him angrily.

Luo Tingye ducked sideways, took the opportunity to go around her back, hugged her waist, and pinched her waist.

The angry Jiang Miao was instantly relieved, like a soft-footed shrimp, biting her lip, leaning against him with a blushing face.

The hot breath sprayed on Jiang Miao's ears, making her body go limp.

"Don't mess around."

Luo Tingye's laughter came from behind again, and he was heard to say: "Ah Miao, you have made such a great contribution, how do you think I should reward you?"

what?

Made a meritorious service?

Jiang Miao looked confused and ignorant. Seeing her like this, Luo Tingye couldn't help but pecked her cheek and made a pop sound.

Jiang Miao wiped her face in disgust, "What merit have I accomplished?"

Luo Tingye straightened her shoulders, "Of course you have made a contribution. I wanted to bring up the cement plant matter in March, but I never found a suitable opportunity."

Now that Jiang Miao has brought it up, it is a matter of course, and there is no need to go through the court and make a fuss.

There were too many stubborn old ministers in the court. Every time he wanted to reform, as soon as he proposed it, the courtiers below started to quarrel, and in the end they almost got into a fight, but no one came up with the reason for the quarrel.

Therefore, Luo Tingye likes to hold small meetings more and more now.

But for a project that appeals to people's hearts like the cement plant, it is difficult to finalize even in a small meeting, so it is better to propose it inadvertently.

Originally, Luo Tingye thought that the cement plant matter would have to wait and discuss for several more months before it could be finalized.

As a result, it only took half a day to settle down at Amiao.

"Amiao, you are really my little lucky star." He said and kissed her on the other cheek, then her nose and lips. Just when she was about to deepen the kiss, a small hand pushed him away.