"What a joke, sleep! Lao Tzu is sleepy! Liu Hong gradually turned over and pulled the quilt.

As long as the two of them were in the house, Liu Hongji's words were even more casual, and he even called himself Lao Tzu, as for Zhu Cihong's words, in Liu Hongchuan's opinion, it was completely!

The ten-year-old girl knows a fart, and she still likes Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is twenty-five, and when the baby grows up, Lao Tzu is in his thirties, do you want to have a Lori to cultivate a memory?

"Alas! I'm not joking with you, although Zhaoren is out of it, but he actually knows it very well in his heart. Zhu Cihong sighed, he felt that he was not a competent brother, and in the most difficult days in the palace, Zhaoren suffered a lot.

"What are you sighing at a young age, don't be cranky, sleep!" As soon as Zhu Cihong said this, Liu Hong gradually began to beat the drum in his heart.

The heart said that Brother Xiaozhu, your heart is also big enough, if this is true, shouldn't you be angry?

But we're not interested in the little girl, and our values are still fine, so it's important to sleep.

"Brother Liu, you said that if this thing can really be done, will my father be happy to know about it?" But who knew that Zhu Cihong was still quite interested in talking, with his left hand propped up and his head lying on his side, muttering to Liu Hong's feet.

"It's a fart, if your father knows it, he will be so angry that he will kick the coffin board away! Don't talk about it anymore, boring or not! Liu Hongjian pulled the quilt again and covered his head.

"Hehe, I think it's good, I'm your eldest brother, I haven't heard you call me at all, I have to let me call you brother, my father will be angry when he knows! Alas, in a blink of an eye, my father and emperor have been gone for more than a year. ”

Zhu Cihong seems to have been lonely in the palace for a long time, no one looked at the door and there was no sleepiness when the conversation box was opened.

"Then don't mention this matter, Brother Liu, the warships of the Netherlands have blocked the South Seas, and our merchant ships of the Ming Dynasty will not be able to trade at sea, and in the long run, the tariffs will not be collected, what good plan do you have?"

Seeing that Liu Hong gradually ignored him, Zhu Cihong had no choice but to change the topic.

"Is the treasury short of silver now?" Liu Hong gradually asked through the quilt.

"Missing! How is there no shortage!

New schools are being run in various places, and the proposals of the county, state, and government have already made the head of the household department Zhang sad.

The four provinces of Korea, Beihai, Xinjiang, and Taiwan also spent a lot of money to form an army, as well as disaster relief in various places, the investment in scientific research of the Ordnance Institute, the construction of mass production workshops, and the salaries of court officials also accounted for a large proportion.

Alas, if you don't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt, the saint will not deceive me. Zhu Cihong's arms were a little sore, and he lay flat and put his hands behind his head.

"In a few days, I'll go to the British public to share dividends, and send your share of my share directly to the household department.

The money is not used for any other purpose, but only for running a school, and of course, in my name. ”

Liu Hong has never had any concept of silver, and the amount of silver is so much that it can't be spent in three lifetimes, it just becomes a number, but the country's progress cannot be stopped.

No matter how hard you are, you can't be miserable for your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education.

Zhu Cihong, the shareholder of Xishan Shanghe, accounts for half of it, of course, only a few shareholders of Xishan Shanghe know about this, even if the silver is donated, it cannot be as Zhu Cihong, the emperor.

Otherwise, it will not be messed up, when today's son takes the lead in competing with the people for profit, this will become in the hands of the pen, and when today's son does not want to forge ahead to squeeze the people's fat and people's ointment.

"That's not it, we have been in the Ming Dynasty for three hundred years, how can there be a household secretary who doesn't cry poor, that Lord Zhang is just complaining, and the treasury money is enough for the time being." As soon as Zhu Cihong heard that he was going to touch his silver, his tone of speech immediately changed.

The members of Xishan Shanghe are his own small treasury, and the reason why he returned most of the imperial village to the people is not because of the income of Xishan Shanghe?

Life is not easy without money to spend, no one knows this better than Zhu Cihong.

Although the tariff is a large amount of less, the commercial tax in various parts of the Ming Dynasty is more than 30 million taels of silver every year, which is tantamount to an astronomical amount for the Ming ten years ago.

At that time, the tax revenue of the Ming Dynasty was only more than four million taels a year, and the imperial court was eager to break one tael of silver into two petals, but now it is different.

"Or ...... Let's add some commercial taxes, or the collection of land taxes will return to normal, which one does Brother Liu think is more appropriate? Zhu Cihong seems to have thought about this matter for a long time.

Merchants have no country, so it's not too much to impose some taxes on them, right?

Under the suggestion of Liu Hongchuan, the imperial court will exempt the people everywhere from being exempted from taxation, halved and halved, and the Ming Dynasty is now widely planted in various places with sweet potatoes and potatoes, and there is no shortage of food in the north and south, so it is not too much for the tax to return to normal, right?

"No!" Liu Hong gradually lifted the quilt, and he felt that Xiao Zhu was starting to die again.

This is also a common problem in all dynasties, but whenever the court is short of silver, the emperor began to increase taxes and taxes, in the end, he has not received nine years of compulsory education, and he doesn't want to think about the silver in the hands of the people?

The imposition of additional taxes led to civil unrest, and then the people burned to the ground, and so on, so repeatedly, it can be seen that the only lesson that mankind has learned from history is that mankind never learns a lesson.

The people of the Ming Dynasty finally survived and tossed around, and the formulation of the commercial tax was determined by many officials after many days of negotiation, and the commercial tax was rashly increased.

In the end, it must be added to the heads of the people, things are expensive, the money is not enough, there is not enough to eat, and they are going to start making trouble again, this is all your father's painful understanding, little brother, can you have a snack!

Zhu Cihong was gradually counted by Liu Hong and didn't dare to refute, he felt that he understood too little and too one-sidedly, and at the same time wondered why Liu Qing seemed to be able to understand everything.

"It's okay to raise the tax on luxury goods, so I'll talk to someone from the household department in a few days." Liu Hong gradually thought about it.

It doesn't matter if the commercial taxes on leather goods, jewelry, ornaments, etc., the people can't afford to buy them in the first place, so if they want to squeeze the rich people's money bags, it doesn't hurt.

"Your Majesty, although Daming is much better than the previous two years, you still can't take it lightly, be prepared for danger in times of peace, abstain from extravagance and frugality, and listen to the words of the sage." Liu Hong gradually sighed and said.

Zhu Cihong is facing financial pressure and government pressure, but Liu Hong is gradually facing military pressure, Zhu Cihong can ignore it, but he can't, a mistake will be a huge loss to the Ming Dynasty.

"I know that if the treasury is really out of money, I will make up for the money in the treasury." Zhu Cihong immediately said.

He was a little puzzled, in his impression, Liu Qing hated the words of the sage the most, why did he have the tone of an old master today, was he dissatisfied with the silver he pinched the inner money and did not let go of the horse?

How did Liu Hongjian know that Zhu Cihong's mental activities were so rich, he just said it casually.

"Decisive time, I'm going to go to Toying Japan." Liu Hong gradually continued.

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PS: My motherland and I cannot be separated for a moment, ready to ~sing~