In the capital, there is no Yidian cabinet on duty, and sandalwood is curling.

Yan Song, who was wearing a python cannon, was lying on the chair, his eyes were slightly squinted, and there were more age spots on his face, and he couldn't see a trace of brilliance in his whole person, no different from an old man who had entered his twilight years.

But I don't know if I didn't have a good rest last night, or if my nose is sick, and there is a "hum" sound from time to time. The voice was long and weak, showing the terrible state of a dying old man.

"Dad, don't hum anymore, humming makes me upset!"

A neutral voice came, but I saw a middle-aged fat man wearing a three-grade official uniform sitting in front of the desk next to him, who was burying his head in sorting out the pile of notebooks that gathered the two capitals and thirteen provinces.

The one-eyed man who spoke was Yan Shifan, the only son of Yan Song, the head of the dynasty, and the current left attendant of the Ministry of Works.

This goes into the cabinet, and there is no shortage of substantive ways. Some entered as cabinet officials, and some entered as Si Zhilang like Lin Haoran, and the most beautiful one naturally came in as a cabinet minister.

However, no matter what capacity you enter, the most important thing is whether you can participate or decide on the right to vote.

Yan Shifan was not born in the formal imperial examination, but entered the government as a national eunuch. Officials with this kind of background are destined to be ostracized by officialdom, and their promotion will be ranked after their origins, and they will not have the opportunity to enter the cabinet exclusive to ministers.

In order to retain the elderly Yan Song, Jiajing asked Yan Shifan to come to the cabinet every day to serve his father, so as to "enter the cabinet in the name of serving his father".

If Yan Shifan really served his father honestly, then the cabinet was just one more "nanny", but after Yan Shifan entered the cabinet, he was aiming at the coveted vote.

Yan Shifan is a very intelligent person, and he has gradually gained the trust of his father, and has begun to give some opinions on voting for his father, and even directly help with the drafting.

In the affairs of the imperial court, he was also directly involved, and he proposed the actual dispatch of officials and prime ministers, and the candidate of Yan Maoqing was also recommended by him.

The squire of the Ministry of Works, who is in the third grade, is the candidate who decides the salt politics of the four places of the left deputy capital and the prime minister, and even the current household secretary Wu Peng has to obey him, what kind of power is this?

Nowadays, although Yan Shifan is not a cabinet minister, he already has the right to vote above Xu Jie, Lu Ben, and he has implemented a lot of governing policies with the help of his father.

Yan Song let out a long sigh of dissatisfaction, glanced at Yan Shifan and said, "If it weren't for your father's stiff body, would you be able to have today's scenery?" Yan Shifan, you must always understand that your current power is all because your father is still in this position! Once your dad is gone, you Yan Shifan is nothing! ”

"Got it! Got it! It makes my ears calloused! Yan Shifan looked quite impatient, picked up a notebook and changed the topic to Yan Song: "Dad, the officials over there in Guangdong really don't take your words seriously, let's call Wu Peng to say hello and rectify them well!" ”

"Now there are two capitals and thirteen provinces, and the one I am most satisfied with is Guangdong!" Yan Song closed his eyes and said with a gesture.

"I don't know what kind of ecstasy that kid poured on you!" Yan Shifan muttered, but he held the notebook and said loudly: "Let's let Guangdong crack down on smuggler salt dealers, but they put the responsibility on the official salt monopoly, and also investigated Qin Zhongzheng, Yan Rudou and others, this is not nonsense...... Hey? ”

"What's wrong?" Although Yan Song squinted, he listened carefully, and asked curiously.

Yan Shifan's brows furrowed, and he held the notebook in one hand and said honestly: "Dad, they asked for an increase of fifty percent of the salt introduction to Guangdong Salt this year to solve the crux of Huang Dafu, Liang Yi and other salt dealers who could not get official salt. ”

"What? Fifty percent? Yan Song's eyes immediately opened, and he looked at Yan Shifan Dao with a surprised face.

The salt tax is the second largest tax in the Ming Dynasty, which is why he agreed to let Yan Maoqing minister the salt government of the four regions, and also because he wanted Yan Maoqing to get more salt tax revenue for the imperial court.

is just the most optimistic expectation, he hopes that Yan Maoqing can increase the salt introduction of the four salt administrations by 20%, but he never expected that the Guangdong salt, which has always been inconspicuous, can increase by 50% all at once.

Yan Shifan glanced at the book seriously, nodded very certainly: "Yes, it's fifty percent!" ”

"Fifty percent? It seems that the shortcomings of Yue Yan are really not small, Qin Zhonghua and his gang should be killed! Yan Song's face showed a little anger, and his voice also carried a bit of murderous aura.

Yan Shifan wanted to protect these people, so he said anxiously: "Dad, our original intention was to prevent Yueyan from going north, and those officials in Guangdong are obviously not acting according to your wishes!" ”

"Stopping Yueyan from going north is actually not my intention!" Yan Song sighed lightly, and then said leisurely: "Our family was not rich before, and it was Guangdong salt that we ate. If I really want to crack down on Yueyan, how do you think the people of Jiangxi will think of your father? ”

Yan Shifan didn't expect that his father hadn't returned to Jiangxi for decades, and he was still so considerate of the people of Jiangxi, but he still said unwillingly: "Dad, it doesn't matter if this is your intention, the key is that the officials in Guangdong actually disobeyed!" ”

"Isn't it sincerity to increase the salt introduction by fifty percent? Isn't it a better explanation for the imperial court? Yan Song glanced at his son, and then thought seriously: "Don't patronize your own heart, we are the ones who make ideas for the saint!" If you really want to suggest that the Holy Lord punish the officials in Guangdong, and plan to destroy this plan for your own selfishness, you should go back to your hometown as soon as possible! ”

When Yan Shifan heard this teaching, he immediately realized in his heart, and a look of shame appeared on his face. This is not an ordinary matter, it is related to the financial revenue of the imperial court, and it is related to the increase in the issuance of salt in fifty percent, and the saint will definitely have a strong personal will.

Why was his father able to stay in the position of Shoufu for more than 20 years, and he was still lazy in this position at the age of eighty-two, because he could not accurately figure out the holy will?

The book was sent to the Wanshou Palace, which caused Jiajing to be overjoyed and angry on the spot.

The good news is that Guangdong is very sensible and willing to issue an additional fifty percent of the salt introduction, so as to alleviate the financial dilemma of the Ming Dynasty. What is angry is that Qin Zhongzheng's gang misled the country, and for their own selfishness, they actually helped a profiteer hoard salt for huge profits.

The holy decree was issued, and Qin Zhongzheng, the director of the Guangdong Salt Division, Liu Quan, the prefect of Huizhou, Yan Rudou, the former deputy envoy of the Guangdong Patrol Channel, and Lu Buqi, a salt merchant, were imprisoned one after another.

At the same time, the Combined Fleet had already set sail from Ho Mirror Pier and headed directly towards Luzon Island, beginning the first steps in establishing plantations.