Chapter 362: Hole Cards

There is no Yi Palace, and sandalwood is curling.

Yan Song, who was wearing a python robe, as usual, arrived at the room ticket book early in the morning. The cough has been cured, which has improved his energy and work efficiency.

It's just that after he picked up a notebook, his brows were tightly locked, as if he had been immobilized and had not put down the pen for a long time.

The matter of the officials was settled, and the money for the construction of the city wall was sufficient, but new problems arose. Now that the summer flood is approaching, officials from all over the country have demanded that the river embankment be repaired as soon as possible.

Although there are certainly officials here who want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, there are more officials who are asking for the lives of the people, and it is estimated that they are not exaggerating, the river embankment has reached the point where it must be repaired, and if it is not repaired, the embankment will burst.

In the past, he would try to write down his opinion as much as he agreed, but now he frowned. He wrote happily, and the saint would probably agree, but the household side couldn't get the money, and the substantive problem was still not solved.

The most urgent problems of the Ming Dynasty now are no longer the Tatars in the north and the troubles in the southeast, but the terrible financial problems of the Ming Dynasty.

Now every government affairs need to be solved immediately, but every government affairs needs silver to solve it, but where did Daming get so much silver?

After much hesitation, he wrote a note agreeing to the grant and pasted it on the notebook.

If you can't get the money to repair the embankments, some of the embankments will definitely be washed away when the peak of the summer flood season comes. In that case, many people will be displaced, and some will even raise the banner of rebellion.

It's just that when he writes, his head is as big as numbness for a while, and he knows that trouble will be ahead. Especially this Jia Yingchun is obviously inferior to Fang Dut, and I am afraid that he will have to find a way to solve this money himself.

Only when he is in this position will he understand that today's Daming is indeed full of problems, and many things are no longer what he doesn't want to do, but he is gradually incapable of doing them.

"Si Zhilang Lin Haoran asks to see!"

Just as he was about to continue the draft of the ticket, a cabinet official came in and said.

Hearing that it was Lin Haoran who asked to see him, he put down the recital and asked the cabinet officials to call people in. It's just that his brows frowned slightly, wondering why this subordinate officer who was recuperating from his injuries was in a hurry to find him.

With this period of contact, he has great admiration for this great Ming Wenkui, and his ability to do things far exceeds that of the Si Zhilang he has come into contact with, and he is even qualified to serve as the squire of the six departments.

It's just that after his observation, he found that this young man lacked the rigidity of a literati and the sleekness of an old fritter in officialdom. But he can't talk about good or bad, he can only say that his public heart will be lighter and his selfishness will be heavier.

Now that he had come to him suddenly, he knew on his toes that this young man must have come not in a hurry to report to him, but for something else.

"Xiaguan see Lord Yuanfu!" After Lin Haoran came in, he saluted respectfully. It's just that the movement is obviously not natural enough, and the injury on the buttocks has not healed, so the bending range is not standard.

Yan Song naturally saw this, nodded slightly, and then raised his hand gently: "Sit down!" You can take a little more time and don't have to rush back on errands! ”

"Xie Ge Lao cares! It's just that Xia Guan thought that the elder pavilion was so diligent, and it was difficult to sleep and eat at home, and now it was not too much of a hindrance, so he didn't dare to be lazy anymore! Lin Haoran carefully sat down with half of his buttocks, and said with a sincere face.

"It's rare that you have this intention, it's good to come back early on an errand! But is there a problem with the rebuilding of the outer city? Yan Song nodded slightly, and then looked at Lin Haoran with a straight face.

Since this time, he has focused on financial use, so he sent Lin Haoran to the outer city to supervise the work. Now that Lin Haoran suddenly came back to his life, he inevitably thought in the direction of cutting corners in the project.

"It's not!" Lin Haoran hurriedly shook his head, and then said with a straight face: "Xiaguan is in a hurry to come back this time, because he wants to report another matter to the elder of the pavilion, and this matter has a lot to do with the construction of the city wall!" ”

"Oh?" Yan Song's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was also interested.

Lin Haoran sat down on the other half of his buttocks, and then talked eloquently: "Xia Guan found at the construction site that the reason why the cost of building the city wall remains high is because of the high cost of the Sanhe soil used!" In particular, the glutinous rice used is even lower than the yield of rice, so the people are reluctant to plant it, so that the price is several times or even ten times higher than that of rice. ”

"I also learned about this, the local government always levies taxes on glutinous rice based on the yield of rice, which makes people reluctant to grow glutinous rice. However, if the imperial court encourages the people to grow glutinous rice, it may cause the price of rice to rise, but it will hurt the people, which is not a good strategy to encourage the cultivation of glutinous rice. Yan Song picked up the teacup and shook his head lightly.

Lin Haoran was stunned, but he didn't expect Yan Song to really understand this problem in depth, and immediately smiled: "Elder Ge is afraid that he has misunderstood, Xiaguan is not proposing to increase the production of glutinous rice, but Xiaguan has inadvertently discovered a new Sanhe soil formula. Although the effect may be slightly lower than that of triad, the cost is less than one-tenth of that of triad. ”

"Really?" Yan Song was about to bring the tea to his mouth, but at this time he looked up at him with a shocked face.

Lin Haoran met his gaze, solemnly bowed his head, and said with a guarantee: "As long as the elder gives the lower official two months, the lower official will definitely succeed!" ”

"Are you sure?" Yan Song put down the teacup, looked at him solemnly and asked.

Lin Haoran's eyes were very firm, and he said sincerely: "The lower officials don't dare to deceive the elders!" If the elder can give the lower official two months, the lower official will definitely offer the formula! ”

"Good! I'll give you two months! Yan Song glanced at Lin Haoran deeply, and happily agreed.

"Elder Xie Ge, then the lower official will retire first!" Lin Haoran stood up and saluted, then turned to leave.

Yan Song watched Lin Haoran leave, how could he not understand the meaning of this young man.

The formula of the new Sanhetu must already be in his hands, and he clearly wants "two months", but in essence, he doesn't want to be sent to Leizhou Mansion, so he is in a hurry to come to him to negotiate conditions.

I also have to admire this young man's well-informed, so quickly he knew that Xu Jie's recommendation to the emperor to be the prefect of Leizhou and the promotion of the city secretary was promoted, and he could also find a solution by him, so that he could come forward to help him "resolve the disaster".

It's just that the new Sanhe soil formula in his hand is really as he said, it is simply a priceless treasure. The cost of construction will be greatly reduced, the cost of the city wall will no longer remain high, and the financial pressure of the Ming Dynasty will also be greatly reduced.

Yan Song thought about it for a while, and then ordered: "Let Yan Shifan come to see me!" ”