A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"Guan Jia, this month... I'm afraid I have to save some money in some places."

A chamberlain who was in charge of the accounts came and vaguely told a fact.

You are still a pauper until a new batch of tribute items arrives.

Zhao Shu waved his hand, and after waiting for the chamberlain to go out, he said mockingly: "I am probably the poorest among the emperors of this dynasty."

Chen Zhongheng wanted to say yes, but he was afraid of being punished, so he could only smile and said: "Just slow down."

"I am an official..." Zhao Shu shook his head and said, "It's difficult."

The chamberlain also hinted at a problem just now. The expenses in some places in the palace must be saved, otherwise there will be big holes and there will be no money to fill them.

"Guan family, Bao Zheng and Shen An want to see you."

"Let them come."

Zhao Shu sat up straight.

Bao Zheng and Shen An came in. After saluting, Bao Zheng said, "Guan family, Shen An has some good news here."

Bao Zheng was always willing to give up such shining moments to Shen An, and he stood back and watched with a smile.

Shen An said: "Guan family, I wonder if you still remember the king's investment in Anxiang?"

"Well..." Zhao Shu thought for a moment, frowned and said, "But something happened? Who did it?"

It is easy for a prince to get involved in business and be attacked. Zhao Shu's first thought was impeachment.

"No, no one." Shen An felt that he was overthinking it. It was a stock that Zhao Xu bought when he was outside the palace and still a member of the clan. He was afraid of wool. Anyone who dared to comment would be beaten first.

"I should have given him a lot of money in the past few years, but I have kept it in secret."

"That's it!" Zhao Shu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said casually: "Give it to him."

After saying that, he noticed that Shen An didn't move, so he raised his head and asked, "Is there anything else?"

He held the tea cup and looked at Bao Zheng.

Shen An said: "The official family, I have calculated it, and it is more than 180,000 yuan..."

Boss, will you give it back to him?

Zhao Shu's hand holding the tea cup shook, and some hot tea dripped onto his legs, quickly soaking into his skin.

"How many did you say?"

He couldn't believe it. When he heard about his son's investment in Anxiang outside the palace, he didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a little bit.

But now that Shen An told him that there was a dividend of almost 200,000 yuan, Zhao Shu was stunned.

"It's more than 180,000 yuan." Shen An said the amount calmly.

"One hundred and eighty thousand guan?" Zhao Shu felt that he might have heard wrongly.

He originally thought it would only be one to twenty thousand guan. Although it was useful, it was neither more nor less.

One hundred and eighty thousand dollars...

This is a huge sum of money!

My son is sitting on a huge sum of money without knowing it?

He felt a little sour in his heart. He probably felt that he was not as rich as his son. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

That kid didn't do anything. He just bought shares with Shen An as a joke back then. Now that share is so valuable, which shows that this guy still has to be lucky.

"What secret fragrance did you two young men create at the beginning? No one cared about it at that time. Who would have thought that just a few years later, it would turn into a giant. People in Beijing call you the richest man in the Song Dynasty. How does it feel?"

Zhao Shu suddenly made a joke, and Shen An knew that he was asking about his attitude towards wealth.

"Too much money is not a good thing. Eat, drink, play and enjoy life... But everyone likes different things. You can't force yourself to try those luxurious things that you don't like just because you have money. That is not enjoyment, but being controlled by money. I think the money should be spent on useful things..."

He felt that he was full of righteousness at the moment, but when he thought of Zhao Xu who had not benefited, he felt a little entangled in his heart, so he changed the topic and said, "That's how the king is. He is sitting on a huge sum of money and is not tempted, letting the money lie in the dark. , it can be said that they regard money as dirt. I feel that this realm is too high and I am afraid that it is difficult for ordinary people to reach it. I..."

"Ahem!"

Zhao Shu interrupted him with a dry cough, thinking that Da Lang regards money as dirt, so what am I, a poor emperor?

Money obsessed?

This is too much!

"Let the prince come."

He felt that he wanted to see his son's attitude, if possible...

Money!

Isn't it embarrassing for a father to ask his son for money?

Zhao Xu came later and was a little confused when he saw Shen An and Bao Zheng there.

"You have 180,000 yuan in Anxiang?"

"yes!"

Zhao Xu didn't expect this, so he glanced at Shen An.

Shen An's expression was normal, but his eyes were glancing to the right.

Brother, your dad is so poor that he has to pay for his pants, please take the initiative and give him the money.

Zhao Xu looked at his eyes and wondered what had happened to this man?

He looked to the right...

Well!

Isn't that my dad?

With many years of tacit understanding, Zhao Xu said: "In the official family, it is useless for me to take the money. I left it in Anxiang for many years, but it cost Shen An a lot of profit... I feel that if I let him take advantage again, this will I feel uncomfortable, how about...calling me to the palace? This is also my filial piety."

Zhao Shu was thinking about how to misappropriate the more than 100,000 yuan first, but he didn't expect his son to be so considerate, and he couldn't help but be touched for a moment.

This son has been a little dull recently. Am I being too strict?

How about giving him less homework?

With these thoughts running through Zhao Shu's mind, he said calmly: "Don't all young people like to spend money?"

"I don't love you." Zhao Xu didn't know how he felt now. Anyway, he was feeling heartache.

More than 100,000 yuan!

How much does that cost?

Now my little treasury is completely destroyed.

"I have enough food and clothing in the palace, so it is useless to take money. I am young... I am afraid that I will make mistakes... Yes."

He raised his head, feeling like his heart was piercing the knife, but he still had to keep smiling, "This is temptation. I am often distracted when I study. My husband said that this is the temptation from outside. When there are too many temptations, this person cannot keep up." Focus... I don’t want to be distracted for the sake of my homework..."

Dad! Just take the money.

"Hey!" Zhao Shu sighed: "Yes! You are still young and your homework comes first, that's all. That thing... Shen An."

"I'm here."

Shen An witnessed the performance of the father and son and felt that human performance genes are really powerful.

"That money..." The emperor was embarrassed to talk about money, especially the money he wanted from his son.

"I will go back and ask someone to deliver it."

Shen An glanced at Zhao Shu and saw that he looked pleased, and couldn't help but feel that his acting skills had improved again.

And Zhao Xu...

This idiot could actually see a trace of heartache.

Why!

After going out later, Shen An and Zhao Xu walked together.

"Stop talking and leave me tens of thousands of coins!"

Zhao Shu was really heartbroken, "I feel like my home has been taken away. It feels really uncomfortable."

"I'll leave you tens of thousands of coins... Do you know how difficult it is in the palace now?"

Shen An felt that this guy had been indifferent to the affairs of the palace since he came out of the cabinet. There was something wrong with this attitude.

"It's not bad!" Zhao Xu felt that his life was pretty good, "I have everything I should have, and I'm not too late."

"That's because you are the prince." Shen An felt that this guy was a bit ridiculous for not eating minced meat. "Some places in the palace can't afford salaries."

The chamberlains and maids in the palace have to pay money. If they can't even afford this money, people will laugh out loud if word spreads.

"Really?" Zhao Xu reviewed his indifference, and then sighed: "I am ridiculous. Qiao Er."

"Your Majesty."

Qiao Er, who was following behind, came over. Shen An looked back and said in surprise: "Are you Qiao Er?"

The Qiao Er in front of him looked gray, as if he had been overworked.

It's really... not easy for this guy to survive until now!

After becoming Zhao Xu's 'drug test boy', Shen An thought that Qiao Er could only survive for a while and would have to take a back seat, but he didn't expect that this person would be as tenacious as Xiao Qiang...

"Yes! The villain is Qiao Er." Qiao Er felt that Shen An's memory was probably failing, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Zhao Xu ordered: "When you go back, I will reduce the cost of Qingning Palace by 30%."

He didn't mean any heartache when he said this, but rather worried.

"yes."

Qiao Er left, and Zhao Xu turned around and said: "The Song Dynasty is too big. Everyone is asking for money. If there is less money, they will reach out to ask for it from the inner treasury. No matter how big the treasury is, it can't withstand it! Now it's better, the treasury It’s so empty that no one can make any decisions.”

"But this is not a long-term strategy."

"yes."

Zhao Xu frowned and said: "The dilemma of the Song Dynasty lies in finance. The first thing to reform is money. After the banknotes came out, the three departments all said that at least they will no longer be called poor, but it is still not enough."

Of course it’s not enough. The Song Dynasty was so big and the three redundancy problems were so serious. How could they be solved all at once?

"This matter has to be done slowly." Shen An didn't want Zhao Xu to be impatient. Historically, he was too worried and threw his power to Wang Anshi. After a series of thunderous innovations, he became rich, super rich.

How rich was the Song Dynasty at that time? An all-out war with Xixia, military expenditures are not bad. There is no shortage of money for all kinds of expenses in the country...

The money was never used up until I met that idiot Zhao Ji and turned it into a small treasury for personal enjoyment.

It is difficult to say whether Wang Anshi's New Deal was right or wrong under those circumstances, but it is also true that the people were dissatisfied, and it was also true that local officials took advantage of the New Deal to take advantage of it.

So Shen An came up with banknotes, which would greatly alleviate the money shortage of the Song Dynasty and allow the finances to be continuously replenished.

Shen An feels that this approach is very safe. When various new policies gradually emerge, the Song Dynasty's finances will be more abundant and will not be worse than in history.

He has this confidence, and the source of his confidence is Zhao Xu.

This young man believed that the Song Dynasty was in a desperate situation and that salvation could only be achieved by restarting the New Deal.

And now he is gradually far away from himself in history, especially the evil one...

"Um...you asked Qiao Er to talk about reducing the cost of Qingning Palace. Are you asking him to take the blame?"

Shen An suddenly remembered this matter, Zhao Xu nodded and said: "Someone has to take the blame. If Qiao Er can stand up, then let him go."

Damn it!

That idiot Qiao Er thought that Zhao Xu didn't know that he was having both sides, but he didn't know that he had turned into a drug test boy and a scapegoat.

"By the way...do you feel poor?" Shen An remembered something and couldn't help but feel excited.

Brother is going to get rich again!

"Poor!"

Zhao Xu said with some frustration: "I have completely turned into a beggar now."

"Want to make money?"

Shen An's voice was full of temptation...