What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

He took her cold little hand and left the banquet early like many guests, and got on the carriage back. Silence filled the carriage, and there was no words all the way. They didn't say "good night" to each other until they sent Shia back to the palace. .

Walking alone in the corridor of the palace, the moonlight was shining, but it did not light up his path. It seemed to be telling him that you have to find your way by yourself.

"Yeah, I can't wait for others to come to me, I have to take the initiative."

He used wind magic to get up from the ground, flew directly back to the bedroom, pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down, then took out a letter, a pen and ink from the drawer and started writing...

The next night, Morey, who was far away in Blofeld Territory, received an urgent letter from the Royal City.

"A letter from that lord?"

When Morey was getting the letter, Mei happened to see him. He put the tea he brought on the coffee table and leaned his head there. The distance between the two was no more than half a meter, and they could even smell each other.

Morey used to blush shyly, but now, he is as unfeminine as Domi. He did not react at all and just opened the envelope slowly:

"Yes, I guess there is something urgent that I need to do, as usual

Morey felt very tired all of a sudden, but since it was Duomi's order, he had to do it even if he dragged his old and frail body.

Mei smiled slightly: "This just shows that you trust me, don't let it down."

"That's natural."

In the envelope, Duomi probably meant to ask Morey to temporarily stop the expansion of the Chamber of Commerce and accumulate cash flow, but he did not say what the money was going to be used for. Anyway, just save it and be done.

Morey estimated that Domi was in urgent need of money.

You know, with the current scale of the Four Seasons Chamber of Commerce's claws covering the entire continent, hundreds of golden dragons and various currencies are entered into the account almost every minute, and the money-making ability can be called a bug.

If he could save two or three months as Duomi said, then Morey would probably be able to free up at least one billion gold dragons for Duomi to squander.

After hearing the request, Mei immediately started to do it, and Morey started to write a reply...

Morey received the letter at night. Now let's go back to this morning. The big event last night kept too many people in the palace awake. Now is the time to discuss this matter.

Between the thrones, civil and military officials and the nobles in the palace came to the throne room on time. Even Domi participated in his normal capacity as the Minister of Intelligence and the director of the War Ignorance Bureau.

Emperor Burton was stunned for a moment when he saw the small Domi standing among the group of civil servants. Fortunately, the queen sitting next to him explained to Domi in time.

During court meetings, the emperor and his family would almost always appear, with the queen sitting on one side, and the children and so on standing on the other side, such as the third prince, the fourth prince, and Shia.

The little fat man stood closest to the emperor, Mikala was next, and Xia, the youngest, was at the far side.

Duomi looked over and said, to be honest, they really didn't look like a family, especially the look on his face. The little fat man looked like the silly son of a landlord, looking down at the ministers below with contempt, as if we owed him three, five hundred yuan. All the same.

And Mikala is like a little resentful woman. She feels that God owes her everything, and everything goes wrong. When she sees Domi, she will turn her head away with disdain.

From this point of view, it seems that Sia, who always remains aloof in front of outsiders, is the best.

Domi was extremely grateful at this moment that Sia's hair color was incompatible with this family.

Yes, he chose metaphysics among social humanities and genetics, feeling that hair color is the dominant factor that determines everything.

While he was still thinking wildly, Emperor Burton finally spoke:

"I believe you are all aware of the fact that the six countries of the Central Plains have declared war on us. If you don't know yet, please tell me and I can explain it on the spot."

Of course no one will say that they don’t know, even if they really don’t know they won’t tell.

"Very good. Now that you know everything, I won't talk nonsense. Let's get straight to the point. There is only one topic for this court meeting, and that is how to make money."

Standing at the front of the civil service team, Simon's heart skipped a beat. Unexpectedly, even the emperor's thoughts were guessed by a child named Duomi.

"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared..."

"Master Chief Minister, did you say anything?" Fenrir, the beast prime minister on the side, pretended to be concerned.

"No, I'm just talking to myself. Prime Minister, don't worry about it."

……

"Please feel free to speak your mind, any means to raise funds."

I finally had to face this topic, and then the scene fell into a mysterious awkwardness.

First of all, the military generals are directly excluded, not only because the military generals really don’t know how to do this, but also because most of the military generals have gone to the front line. There are only a small group of people left here to protect the royal city, and they can’t even pool their wisdom. So, we just turned off the microphone collectively.

Then there were the nobles. They wished that the emperor would stop pointing the finger at their family property and wanted to say something. In the end, they decided that it would be better to say less and make less mistakes, so as not to shoot themselves in the foot.

Finally, there are the civil servants who are responsible for providing advice and suggestions.

However, many civil servants are closely related to the nobles. What if the interests of some nobles are touched?So most of the civil servants stopped talking.

The few civil servants who can speak 'freely' have not yet figured it out.

Hence the current embarrassing scene.

The empty throne room only echoed with the thumping sound of Emperor Burton's fingers tapping the armrest of the throne again and again.

Then Your Majesty finally became impatient, clenched his palm and hit the armrest with a fist, and sneered:

"Why, am I raising a bunch of freeloaders? They won't even say a word if something really happens? In that case, you don't have to do it anymore and go back to your hometown to farm!"

The ministers were so frightened that they shrank their necks and suddenly felt a bit chilly behind them.

At this time, Fenrir came out, knelt on one knee in front of the throne, and touched his chest with one hand:

"Your Majesty, I have a word..."

"Okay, okay, prime minister, just say it. It doesn't matter if you are wrong."

Duomi pricked up his ears. He also wanted to hear what tips the prime minister had for reference.

"Your Majesty, I think that the existing official positions in the empire can be divided more finely, so that more official positions can be used. Then as long as these official positions are clearly marked with prices, I think a lot of people will take the real ones. Gold and silver go to buy these titular titles.”

"In this way, a large amount of funds can be obtained in a short period of time, which is good, but this will not last long. The empire is going to fight a long-term war now, and this amount of money is not enough."

But Fenrir was not done with his talents, and he quickly came up with another method:

“Reducing government spending and imposing seigniorage.”

Emperor Burton frowned: "I can understand the former, let's leave it to you and Simon to implement it, but what about the latter? How is it done specifically?"

"To put it simply, it means replacing metal currency of sufficient value with metal currency of insufficient value. The difference in price is the seigniorage. For example, if I use a new currency to replace the golden dragon, we do not need to pay much to mint it, but Several of them can have the same purchasing power as one golden dragon."

At this point, people with brains have already seen the bright business opportunities, and Emperor Burton's eyes also lit up:

"Okay! That's good! Schlieffen, I order you to prepare for this matter now, and others to prepare corresponding bills. The sooner the better!"

195. Chapter 192 191 The primitive accumulation of capital is like this

The huge war machine called the 'Empire' was fully activated when the Central Plains declared war on it, with countless gears rolling and smoke billowing...

Under the pressure of the highest priority, the bill related to the sale of official positions and seigniorage was successfully introduced three days later. Countless copies were printed and sent to all parts of the country. The lower-level administrative departments were responsible for letting the people know the contents of the bill.

At the same time, official positions and titles began to be sold to wealthy people, landowners, and noble families.

Although they are all minor officials in name only, what these people need is reputation, not money.

As a result, the first batch of official titles released were quickly sold out, which slightly enriched the empty treasury, but it was still unable to make ends meet.

However, compared to before, the current situation at least gives His Majesty the Emperor hope.

After the new coins were minted and officially put into the market, Emperor Burton burst into laughter. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was making money every day, so he also rewarded Prime Minister Schlieffen who proposed this great plan.

“Seigniorage is not a long-term solution.”

In Domi's room, Carlos sneaked in again, just like last time, he said solemnly at this moment.

"I think so too," Duomi nodded in agreement. In fact, this method had already appeared during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty in his previous life, and the final result in practice was not ideal:

"Bad money drives out good money, and sooner or later the market will suffer inflation and collapse..."

Carlos immediately glanced at Domi: "As expected of my son, he sees things thoroughly. Maybe you are more suitable for business than Edward?"

He couldn't help but recall the scene when Duomi captured Zhou when he was a child. It was obvious that Edward, who had captured the golden dragon, had more relevant talents. And that incompetent boy used to do business with 1000 million golden dragons, but ended up losing 500 million... …

Duomi smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "I'd better forget it, it's too energy-consuming..."

"Speaking of which, I went to see the content of the meeting. I guess it's not necessary now. The spiritual assimilation of the conquered land."

"Well, now that we have a powerful enemy, it would be good to prevent them from rebelling. But it would be too fanciful to want the conquered country to further integrate into the empire."

"So the meeting is over?"

"It's not officially over yet, but it's coming soon, so I'll have to go back soon. What about you, Duomi, do you want to go home together?"

Duomi counted the time. He was still waiting for an opportunity and could not leave the royal city at this juncture.

"Father, why don't you stay in the royal city for a few more days and give me some time? After I finish this matter, we can go back together."

"What's up?"

He shook his head: "We can't say yet."

Carlos smiled slightly, his eyes seeming to see through everything: "Okay, the little brat has grown up and learned to hide things. As soon as possible, there are still many things in the territory waiting for me to deal with."

When the seigniorage tax was intensively collecting people's property in the empire, in addition to his daily work in the intelligence department, Domi spent the rest of his time secretly planning a brand-new bill, and when he felt that the time was almost ripe, he wrote another letter to Morey…

A week later, the drawbacks of seigniorage began to become apparent.

The amount of money circulating in the market has increased, but the means of production have not changed. This has caused prices to rise sharply, and inflation has exposed its fangs.

This thing has been a topic that can never be avoided in human society since the advent of currency. The bread of 50 marks is a very representative example.

No one would use 50 banknotes to buy a piece of bread, but there are so many '50' used to buy bread in the market that it has become waste paper.

The people in the Finance Department were not just freeloaders. They quickly discovered this problem and reported it to the emperor in time.

So soon, the second temporary court meeting was held again.

Schlieffen's expression was not good-looking. From a considerable perspective, it was indeed a genius to be able to create a means of raising money like seigniorage on his own, but even if he was a genius, it was difficult to accurately predict the consequences it would bring.

However, Emperor Burton did not criticize Schlieffen too much. After all, he had already filled the treasury a lot, even at the expense of inflation.

"According to the Ministry of Finance's forecast, seigniorage will be implemented for another month. Before ending the use of seigniorage, the empire needs a new plan to raise military spending."

Burton glanced around and saw that all the ministers were silent. He sighed helplessly. Thinking about it, if you want to make money, it is not easy to think of any method that does not affect the whole body at a moment's notice.

At this moment, a small figure walked out from the ranks of civil servants, it was Duomi!

"Your Majesty, I have a plan."

"Oh?" Burton looked suspicious. He didn't believe that a child could compete with so many adults, but he still let him say it.