Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 61

"The son ransacked Chi's house without asking for an order. It was indeed for money, but not for the son's own wealth, but for the sake of his father's expenses. All the valuables that were raided from Chi's house that day are in the After this booklet is published, the son will not take any of it, and present it all to father."

In the past few days, no matter where Zhao Dezhao went every day, he carried this detailed booklet of ransacking the house in his arms, because he was worried that he might be summoned to the palace urgently and asked by his father to explain the ransacking of the house without authorization. At that time, you can take the initiative to submit this list of copying the house to clear yourself.

As the founding king of the country, Zhao Kuangyin is obviously not so easy to be fooled. He didn't take the booklet with his hands in his sleeves, and his tone became even more annoyed:
"Huh! You kid just found out that someone in the court had impeached you, and knew that I would be very angry, so I hurriedly registered the proceeds of the house raids and handed them in, so that I can use this kind of rhetoric as a cover? You speak sophistry, and you don't know how to repent. !"

What the old man said was very serious, Zhao Dezhao didn't panic at all, and said with a smile:
"My son finished searching Chi's house that night, and after returning home, he lit up lanterns in the courtyard overnight to count, register, and make a book to estimate the value. He was preparing to present it to his father. The matter of counting and evaluating that night was known to everyone in the son's house."

"At that time, how could my son have predicted that there would be impeachment in advance, and how could he have expected that Dad would be furious because of it? It's just that for several days after that, my son was busy with deed tax affairs, and he really couldn't spare time to enter the palace. This has been delayed until today."

As he spoke, he handed the thin booklet to Zhao Kuangyin again, and said with a smile, "Father, instead of rushing to wrong your filial son, you might as well care about how little money your son has given you this time."

"You're wronged." Zhao Kuangyin cursed with a smile, then took the booklet and opened it to read, asking, "What's the total price?"

"The estimated total price is about 140 million guan. After being sold for cash, the amount will vary."

Zhao Dezhao had to make the figures as vague as possible, because the original estimated total value was 280 million guan, and he tore off about half of the pages of the register early on, but it was impossible to accurately correspond to half of the amount, so he needed to leave room for it.

"Good guy! 140 million coins!" Zhao Kuangyin was so angry that Zhang Fei's face turned into Guan Gong's face, and he threw the booklet on the imperial case with all his strength: "It's amazing! No wonder my internal treasury is always short of money. They were all secretly moved by this old dog to fill the mouse hole!"

"Father, what you said is wrong, I'm afraid you have wronged Jianxin late."

Zhao Dezhao corrected Zhao Kuangyin seriously, but he was thinking in his heart: How can an emperor not be taken advantage of by the eunuchs?Emperor Daoguang of the Qing Dynasty was so miserable that he couldn't bear to eat eggs every day. When he heard how many eggs his minister ate in the morning, he felt that the minister was super rich, because the price of eggs quoted to him by the eunuchs was ten taels of silver each... Dad, you Such an emperor is already quite good!
"How did I wrong him?!" Zhao Kuangyin was furious and glared at his son.

Zhao Dezhao said with a smile: "You have already decided that Chi Jianxin is an old dog. Why should an old dog fill in a dog's hole, and why should he fill in a mouse's hole? Isn't this wronging him?"

Zhao Kuangyin laughed out loud, most of the anger and depression that had nowhere to vent disappeared with the laughter.

Seeing that his father was in a good mood, Zhao Dezhao took the opportunity to add another icing on the cake: "Although more than 100 million coins is not a lot, it is enough to give you a lively and beautiful birthday. According to my son, those golden pearls copied , Most of them don’t need to be sold, they can be used directly as rewards.”

For the emperor's birthday, the main expenditure was not on the celebration itself, but on the customary large sums of rewards to the courtiers, relatives and generals.

Zhao Kuangyin touched his nose and groaned silently, obviously a little moved, but he seemed a little bit reluctant.

Zhao Dezhao said sincerely:
"Father, the reason why my son tried his best to come up with a deed tax method was because you said you had no money for your birthday, and my son wanted to get more money for the internal treasury so that you could live more comfortably."

"However, although the deed tax is good, after all, it will take some time to take effect. This is why my son has no choice but to come up with the idea of ​​raiding the house in Chi."

"My son has put in so much effort just for you to celebrate your birthday comfortably, father, you can't live up to your son's painstaking efforts, can you?"

Zhao Kuangyin stretched his eyebrows and revealed a smile, his face still looked a little hesitant, and sighed:

"There are still a lot of places where the imperial court is short of money. If the national treasury is in urgent need, doesn't your father have to fill it with more than 100 million guan? As long as the treasury is a little more abundant, those ministers will make up their minds to reach out, and on the other hand, if your father has an idea for the treasury... Hey, don't mention this."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly looked at Zhao Dezhao and asked, "When will you see the first payment for your deed tax?"

"Within 30 days at the latest!"

"How much is the first tax payment?"

"At least 30 guan!"

30 days, 30 guan, such a short time limit, such a large amount, sounds like bragging.

But these two figures were calculated by Zhao Dezhao and the officials transferred from the Ministry of Households through repeated estimates, and they were reserved for an ambush. Zhao Dezhao was very confident in this, so he naturally answered without hesitation.

Zhao Kuangyin was surprised, obviously he didn't believe that Zhao Dezhao could do it, but he still laughed heartily:

"Okay! Since you are sure that you can make up the holes in the national treasury and the internal treasury, this year's birthday will be held in a lively and lively manner according to what you said, and it will be regarded as living up to your filial piety. "

Zhao Dezhao also laughed, stretched out his right palm and spread it in front of Zhao Kuangyin, which meant to swear by high-five and reassure his father completely.

In fact, according to etiquette, it is a proper act of arrogance and offense for a son to raise high-fives with Lao Tzu, and courtiers with the king. Zhao Kuangyin was in high spirits and didn't care about it. He laughed and gave his son a high-five.

The groundwork has been done enough, Zhao Dezhao took the opportunity to make a small request: "The State Administration of Taxation of my son is waiting to be listed for opening, but there is no office space yet, I hope daddy..."

"Tell me, where are you looking?"

Having fought a lot recently, Zhao Kuangyin has gradually grasped some of Zhao Dezhao's habitual routines, knowing that this kid must have already looked for a good place by himself, so he asked him where he wanted before he finished speaking.

Zhao Dezhao smiled and said, "Chi Jianxin's house is quite good. It's spacious enough, and it's ready-made. It saves you the trouble of building a new one. The national tax is levied to make money. It can save a little for the court and the old man."

Zhao Kuangyin nodded with a smile, and immediately raised his head and shouted outside: "Wang Jien."

Hearing this name, Zhao Dezhao's smile froze on his face, and his good mood was ruined by more than half.

(End of this chapter)