Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

Chapter 163 Old Guy, Dare to Yin the King

Xu Jingchang's suicide caused a lot of trouble. The emperor promised the queen that he would handle the matter properly, and then kicked the matter to the King of Han.

The king of Han was suffering and couldn't tell. He was a fart prisoner, and he did things like taking off his pants and farting.

"Father, I think you can just let Xu Jingchang do it. Although he usually looks like a jerk, but this time he should be serious, and he is sincere to Zhang Xiner."

After all, although the two of them had never heard of any close relationship before, but they were of the same age and grew up together since they were young, so this friendship must exist.

And this time, he didn't let Xu Jingchang destroy Zhang Xin'er and his eldest nephew, it was Xu Jingchang himself who wanted to make a fuss, which shows that Xu Jingchang did have some sincerity towards Zhang Xiner.

In the end, his words only got Zhu Di to roll his eyes: "So what I say is just farting?"

I had already led Zhang Xiner and Lu Lin once before, and later I personally overturned it. Now this marriage has been settled in front of civil and military officials, and I want to go back on my word.

I am the king of a country, and I promise what I say.

How can the ministers and the people of the world believe me by breaking their promises again and again?

The second child was lying on the ground: "It's not that I want to snatch a kiss."

Why are you angry at me?

Of course, I dare not say the second half of the sentence.

"Then you should clean up this matter for me, otherwise you won't need to be imprisoned in this country." After Zhu Di said, he left with a shake of his hand.

The second child was left standing there bitterly and bitterly, wishing he could crush all the marble tiles under his feet.

Supervising the country, supervising the country, supervising the shitty country.

Don't do it, daddy!

He was so angry that he also walked away.

The father and son, one in the south and the other in the north, flung their big sleeves and left bluffing. They were exactly the same from expression to walking posture.

The third child looked south and north.

It's decided, I can't afford to offend anyone, so let's go home.

The second son returned to the mansion angrily, and before he had time to catch his breath, the Minister of the Household Department came again.

"What are you doing here again?"

The Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Households, nothing good happens once they come.

Sure enough, the Minister of the Household Department came up and said: "My lord, this is the detailed catalog of the soldiers' padded clothes, armor and various military supplies handed over by the Ministry of War yesterday. Please have a look at it."

"Just look at it, and give it if you need it." A dignified secretary of the household department, he always looks for him for every little thing. Is he raised for a living?

But the Minister of the Household Department obviously didn't think so, and said with a rather ugly face: "But my lord, the Household Department has no money."

Here again, here again.

Again no money.

"I said, how can you be as virtuous as the crown prince? If you open your mouth and shut up, you have no money and no money. The country pays so much taxes every year. Where do they go?"

It is said that the king of Han is the most similar to the emperor, and you can't tell it usually, but you can tell it when you get angry, it's just as scary.

Hubu Shangshu was so frightened that he was trembling, sweating profusely from his forehead.

"My lord, the country has more than 7000 million people a year. It needs to repair the Yongle Grand Ceremony, move the capital, and repair the Tianfu. This year, there are frequent natural disasters. Next year, we will go to Mongolia. This..."

"The country's money is really not enough."

Hearing Hubu Shangshu's sophistry, the King of Han became even more angry, took the memorial and threw it on his face.

"More than 7000 million is not enough? How much do you want, I will move Jinshan to you, is it enough?"

"Hey, my lord, you don't know how expensive the rice is if you are not in charge. The Yongle Grand Ceremony alone is 500 million, not much left."

The Guangyongle Grand Ceremony cost 500 million yuan, leaving more than 5000 million yuan, and the relocation of the capital will take up a large part. Disaster relief and the like are unavoidable. Now the Ministry of Households has 500 million yuan and can't even get it out.

"What about the income from the salt tax? Didn't private salt be opened up before? That money is very considerable?"

"My lord thought, where did the budget for attacking Annan's 30 troops come from, as well as the plague in Nanjing City, medicine, manpower and material resources, didn't they all come from here?"

If Lu Xianzi had come up with a tax on private salt, the Ministry of Household Affairs would have been unable to hold back.

The king of Han still wanted to lose his temper, but he couldn't express his anger.

What people said is right, the cake is so big that it cannot be broken.

"What is the budget of the Ministry of War?"

When Hubu Shangshu heard the question, he did not answer immediately, but took a peek at the King of Han to see how he looked.

"What about you, dumb?"

Seeing that he was silent, the king of Han became irritable again.

Hubu Shangshu hurriedly continued: "Conservatively estimate 2000 million."

Hanwang didn't even get annoyed when he heard this, but just stared at him blankly, with an expression like you're joking with me again.

"2000?"

"Can you say that again?"

The Hubu Shangshu swallowed his saliva, and looked at the King of Han pitifully: "Your Majesty, His Majesty handpicked an army of 50. The 2000 million is only the initial cost, and the food and grass in the later period will be calculated separately."

The King of Han only felt that his mind was buzzing, did wars cost so much money?

No wonder the boss has no money and no money every time he talks about war. I used to think he was stingy, but now I know it's a bad debt, and I can't figure it out no matter what.

"Then stop the Yongle Grand Ceremony."

When Hubu Shangshu heard it, he almost dropped his black gauze cap on the ground, and knelt down in fright, tremblingly saying.

"My lord, this, this must not be done. The Yongle Grand Ceremony is ordered by the emperor. If this stops, the head of the lower official will be lost."

Wars are ordered by the emperor, moves are ordered by the emperor, the Yongle Grand Ceremony is ordered by the emperor, everything is ordered by the emperor, so the emperor gives money?

"If the emperor asks, I will take care of it."

With the guarantee from Lord Han, the Hubu Shangshu's flustered heart became a little more stable.