Song Zhuangyuan really didn't believe it, what could Tang Yi come up with.

In his opinion, unless Hualian opens up the money printing machine, or scatters the more than 100 ships of hot real money and silver that Tang Yi got back from the Americas to the people, it will ..... No solution!

No one can solve the financial problems of the Great Song Dynasty in the short term, even if Tang Yi empties Egypt and transports all the valuable property back to the Great Song Dynasty, it will not be able to solve it.

......

The reason is very simple, in the short term, the Great Song Dynasty will not be able to establish a supply and demand relationship with the whole world, and even a predatory relationship cannot be realized.

This is not quite the same as in later generations, when big countries plundered small countries, and the world's police printed money to rob the whole world. No matter how big the great power of later generations was, it was not as big as the Great Song Dynasty in the 11th century.

It accounts for 70 or 80 percent of the world's gross domestic product, which is no joke.

The consequence, in addition to the fact that the Great Song Dynasty is not very interested in foreign interests, is also that foreign capital, just like the hundred boats of silver, even if it is robbed, will have an impact on the internal Song Dynasty, which is harmful and unprofitable, and it takes a long time to digest and absorb.

The Great Song Dynasty is not poor in the country, but the poor in the government, and there is no other way than to seek a way out from within.

......

However, having said that, once Hualian began to print money, or redundant silver hit the market, the new monetary system that Tang Yi and Zhao Zhen had worked so hard to build collapsed, which was tantamount to the imperial court robbing the people's wealth, and the harm was many times greater than that of the endowment.

Song Zhuangyuan really didn't think that Tang Yi could have any good way, so he called the servant and stopped the long letter that was about to be sent to Kaifeng.

He had to look at it first, in case it was unreliable, let Tang Yi save this trouble as soon as possible.

As a result, when he opened it, for a quarter of an hour, Song Zhen didn't even blink his eyes, and his eyes almost cracked.

"What the hell is going to do that!?"

In the end, Song Zhuangyuan didn't hold back and directly became rude.

......

Looking up at Tang Yi like a ghost, "This.... Is that okay? ”

I saw Tang Yi on the other side smiling obscenely, "Tongru is Uncle Song's strength, but when it comes to making money...... The official family and several ministers are tied together, and they can't catch me! ”

Song Zhen rolled his eyes, he was quite angry on the surface, but in his heart he was not convinced, this bastard has a lot of bad moves!

I was about to ask how much revenue Tang Yi could bring to the imperial court with this move, but I saw another servant coming in outside the door.

"So that His Royal Highness the Mad King and Song Xianggong knew that there was a live boat on the dock, and they couldn't understand what he said after shouting for a long time. Later, I called a big food merchant to be an interpreter, and I found out that the person was from Rome and wanted to see His Highness by name. ”

"Huh!?"

"Huh!?"

Tang Yi and Song Zhen were shocked, glanced at each other, and spoke out at the same time: "Let him in!" ”

A short time later, the servant ushered in a white man with chainmail and a large food merchant.

Tang Yi only had a glance at it, and he knew that he must be a noble knight in Europe, most of whom came for Song Kai's affairs.

It's a pity that the white man didn't speak English, and Tang Yi couldn't understand it.

This grandson is here to give an ultimatum:

With a time limit of three months, let the Song people bring hundreds of ships of silk and porcelain goods to Rome to redeem people. Otherwise, not only would Song Kai's life be in jeopardy, but the Holy Roman Emperor would lead 200,000 troops across the Mediterranean Sea to the city of Cairo to defeat heresy.

Tang Yixin said, I'm a dog, these robbers really said it!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Tang Yi nodded coldly, "Yes!" ”

"However, I have a question for your envoy, has an Arab merchant named Vera sent you a letter?"

Vera has been gone for half a year, and there has been no news, Tang Yi can't help but ask.

Song Ren agreed so easily, which made the white knight very proud, arrogantly raised his chin and pointed his nose at Tang Yi.

"Indeed, an Arab came to Rome and ransomed your heretic with ten shiploads of goods!"

"It's a pity that your people obviously don't know how to repent, and even at the last moment when the merciful bishop is ready to spare him, you are still speaking insults and slandering the gods, so ......"

Speaking of which, it may be that he was too tired to raise his head and speak, and the white knight changed his posture again.

"So, in order to punish him for his unreasonableness, the Bishop thinks that ten ships of cargo are not enough to atone for his sins, and it will take fifty ships!!"

Tang Yi was puzzled, "Didn't you say you wanted a hundred ships at the beginning?" ”

The white knight glanced at Tang Yi as if he were looking at a fool, "Fifty boats for one person, isn't two for a hundred boats?" ”

Come on, Tang Yiquan understood, Vera took ten boatloads of things to ransom Song Kai, but the Romans were greedy again and sat on the ground and raised the price.

"Good! Good! Good! Tang Yi angrily shouted three times in a row.

"What kind of bishop and what emperor did you tell you, in three months, I, Tang Yi, will go to Rome in person and meet you!"

The big food merchant's translation was definitely not as fierce as Tang Yi's tone, but this white man was not stupid, and he knew that it was not good by looking at Tang Yi's expression.

"Oriental people from afar, I remind you that in Rome, we have 200,000 warriors ready to see the strength of the Eastern devil, and I advise you to see the situation clearly."

"Don't worry!!" Tang Yi's cheeks twitched.

"I will definitely remember your words and appreciate your 200,000 warriors!!"

"Someone!! Drop-off! ”

......

As soon as the white man was sent away, Tang Yi could no longer maintain that dignity, grabbed a silver kettle and slammed it on the ground, staring at the bull's eye, and pacing back and forth angrily.

"Grandma's, it's too much of a deception!!"

Only then did I remember that Song Zhen was on the side, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Hurriedly looked, "Uncle Song, you put it...."

Only halfway through it, Tang Yi couldn't go on.

I saw Song Zhen, his whole body trembled, his face was pale, he raised his eyes to look at Tang Yi in a daze, and finally spoke up.

"If there is a pool of mediocrity..... The old man wanted them to ..... Destroy the country and perish the species! ”

......

Tang Yi sent a comforting smile, "Uncle Song rest assured, even if there is no difference, Lao Tzu will let them destroy the country and perish!" ”

......

"Ordered Cao Lao Er, no matter what method he uses, the canal must be dug within two months! Otherwise, he'll swim me across the Mediterranean!! ”

......

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Great Song, Kaifeng.

Imperial City, Zichen Palace.

Two months later.

Caliph Zhao Zhen did not feel any joy because of the name of the caliphate, on the contrary, without Song Zhen, a financial management minister, the new third envoy Ouyang Xiu obviously could not satisfy Zhao Zhen.

The lack of money is still the biggest problem facing Da Song.

The improvement of the Yellow River has been suspended, and the river disaster caused the extinction of more than a dozen prefectures and counties, and the imperial court had no money to watch the people of Kaichun without planting. Autumn planting is coming soon, and if you don't think about it, there will be no way to sow wheat seeds in autumn.

This means that in the second year after the disaster, these more than a dozen states will be extinct, and this is the first time that the Great Song Dynasty has been founded for a hundred years!

The forbidden army in Champang, which was guarding against Angkor, had not been paid military salaries for three months, and its morale was low and its combat strength had been sharply reduced. Shi Jinwu had to carry out military reform in the army ahead of schedule, half soldier and half farmer, open up wasteland and farm land in Zhanzhou, and began to generate income.

Now, not only is the treasury of the three divisions empty, but Zhao Zhen's royal treasury has also been emptied, along with the Guanlan treasury of Huishan and all the income of Guanlan last year, including Tang Yi's private share, have also been requisitioned by Zhao Zhen to fill the national needs.

"Your Majesty!!"

Wen Yanbo admittedly, "Don't hesitate any longer, add it!" After the disaster this autumn, if the state capital has no more funding from the imperial court, it will be chaotic! ”

"Now, there's no choice."

The failure of the harvest for two consecutive years is fatal for the disaster area, and if you don't think about it, it will be light to starve to death, and the people will rebel, which will be unbearable.

......

"Your Majesty!"

The ministers bowed, "There is no good solution, add it!" ”

Even the ministers who were originally opposed to the increase knew that they could not do it, and began to unify their opinions.

Now, except for Zhao Zhen's unbearable heart, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces are already planning to give it a go.

"Add ....." Zhao Zhen closed his eyes in pain.

Endowment, this is clearly exhausting the water and fishing, and the future is endless.

"No !!"

Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth in the end, "No matter what, you can't add it!" ”

"Jingxiu!!"

At this moment, the old emperor leaned forward, and he couldn't step forward to grab the placket of Uncle Cao's clothes.

"The minister is here!"

"I don't care what method you use, the matter of the disaster area, I will leave it to Guanlan!"

"Even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you will also get me the grain seeds of more than a dozen state capitals for me!"

"Your Majesty...."Cao Tong was about to cry. Guanlan is powerless now......"

The relief food and material support in the disaster area last year have been supported by Guanlan until now, and the imperial court has never produced a big boy.

And last year and the first half of this year, all the surpluses, including the dividends of each family, were also taken away by Zhao Zhen, how can there be money to prepare the grain of these dozens of state capitals?

"I don't care!!"

Zhao Zhen was dumbfounded, "As long as the disaster area survives the difficulties, the rest of the things can be slowed down." In half a month, as soon as the autumn tax arrives, the crisis will be solved! ”

Cao Yan shook his head secretly, and when the autumn tax arrives, the crisis will be solved? Not to mention the autumn tax, next year's spring tax has been spent in advance, how to solve it?

"Your Majesty, this.... Not the way. ”

"I don't care!" Zhao Zhen is almost paranoid. "Endowment.... I don't want to! ”

"You just say, can you do it?"

He is forcing Cao Tong into a corner, and if he doesn't agree, he has to agree.

"Eh~~!!"

Cao Yan sighed and replied stubbornly: "Yes!! ”

"The minister will go back to discuss with the Wang, Yang, Pan, and Zhang families, we will raise money from private accounts, and we will also have to help Your Majesty tide over the difficulties."

Zhao Zhen's eyes instantly lit up, and he stood up excitedly, "Please, Jingxiu!" ”

"Your Majesty's words are serious...."Cao Tong was also speechless, finished politely, and turned his head to look at the courtiers of the Manchu Dynasty.

"When this is a time of social crisis, can't all colleagues share worries for the country?"

Yes, this thing is not a good bird, and if you bleed, you have to pull a bunch of cushions to get back to your roots.

Zhao Zhen is so happy, I can't wait to go up and hug my brother-in-law and kiss the two, just wait for his words!

Go on the road!

He, the emperor, couldn't open his mouth to ask his courtiers for money, but Uncle Cao Guo helped him ask for it.

"The ..... of the Secretaries of the Princess"

looked at the ministers of the palace with a hopeful face, but unfortunately, the eyes were full of lowered heads.

"Zhongqing's family...", but no one responded.

Zhao Zhen patted back the dragon chair in disappointment, and said in his heart: When making money, one is happier than the other, let them pay a little money, why is it so difficult!?

......

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I have to say that the old emperor is naïve again.

Human nature, not to mention that the Great Song Dynasty is only a financial crisis now, in the next few hundred years, the Ming Dynasty is dying, and the emperor wants his courtiers to let some blood, but he can't pick it out.

This is nature, and the learning of the saints cannot be taught.

......

"Eh...."Sigh again, is it ...... Is it really just one way to solve the crisis?

......

Just as Zhao Zhen began to despair, a yellow door singing outside the hall broke the deathly silence in the hall:

"Mad King Tang Zihao, Shu plays the !! of Qijing"

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