Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Liu Zongmin was a blacksmith. When he saw the boy holding his neck, he reached out and was about to break Zhao Shijin's neck.

"Old Liu, step back!"

Li Zicheng cursed and turned to wink at Niu Jinxing.

Niu Jinxing went there in person.

Half an hour later, Niu Jinxing hurried back, breathing heavily:

"Your Majesty, I checked the two warehouses in the Ministry of Household Affairs and found that they are almost empty. There is very little silver in them. I didn't have time to count them in detail, but I guess there is definitely not a million taels!"

what?

All the courtiers of Dashun family were shocked.

How can it be?

In the Ming Dynasty, in such a huge country, the household deposits were less than ten thousand taels?

Worthy!

They can destroy a county town at will and pay the county officials to get more than just a little gold and silver, okay?

"Ugh!"

Li Zicheng sighed:

"We have long said that Emperor Ming is not bad, it is these dog officials who are bad."

He patted Zhao Shijin on the shoulder:

"You know, when we entered the capital, we were wondering why among the great Ming Dynasty, none of them had the talent. You are a good boy, and you suit our taste, Lao Li. Our six governments, or the local Jiedu Let me choose one, and you will work with us from now on."

Zhao Shijin deliberately refused, but was afraid of losing his life, so he had to agree.

Li Zicheng used a riding crop to pick up the chin of Wei Zaode, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty:

"As the chief minister, you enjoy high official status and generous salary. Why don't you die fighting for Emperor Ming?"

Wei Zaode said with a flattering look on his face: "I am preparing to serve His Majesty, how dare I die."

Liu Zongmin was born as a low-level blacksmith, even lower than Li Zicheng, who was a postman, and he couldn't stand such a bad official.

He jumped out and slapped Wei Zaode to the ground:

"That bitch, you are the chief minister of the cabinet appointed by Emperor Chongzhen, and the boss of all the ministers. Your damn mother's death is a dereliction of duty and harm to the country. Do you deserve Chongzhen's trust?"

Wei Zaode argued eloquently: "I am a scholar, I don't understand political affairs at all. I only worship Zhen and have no principles, so the country fell."

Liu Zongmin was furious: "You are a scholar who won the first prize, and less than three years after entering the officialdom, Emperor Chongzhen made you the prime minister. How could Chongzhen be sorry for you, but you slandered him."

"Here comes someone, slap me!"

Liu Zongmin got angry, but Li Zicheng did not stop him. Instead, he watched with great interest.

Although Li Zicheng has ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, there is no obvious monarch-minister relationship within Dashun.

Even the private records of the courtiers who surrendered to Dashun said that Li Zicheng was laughing and joking with his men, not unlike the emperor.

……

As the second person in the Dashun court, Liu Zongmin, who was the governor of civil and military officials under the title of General Quan, gave an order to have his own sergeants pour in.

They pushed Wei Zaode to the ground, who was begging for mercy again and again, and slapped his mouth hard.

Within a short time, Wei Zaode's cheeks were red, swollen and stained with blood.

This scene made the surrendered Mingchen tremble.

It wasn't until Wei Zaode's big teeth were knocked out that Li Zicheng said calmly:

"Okay, Wei Zaode is innocent, let's put him in jail!"

……

Li Zicheng withdrew from the court.

The ministers who walked out of the palace breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the gorgeous sky, everyone felt more afraid of Li Zicheng...

……

Li Zicheng left Liu Zongmin behind.

Looking at this old subordinate who started his career with him, Li Zicheng frowned and said:

"Old Liu, when he went to court just now, Song Xiance had already calculated the internal funds and silver deposits."

Liu Zongmin raised his eyebrows: "How much?"

Li Zicheng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid you and I are wrong. Emperor Chongzhen really has no money.

Song Xiance only took out a total value of less than 3 taels of gold and silver from the internal funds!

Even if the gold and silver decorations in the palace were pried off, the total would not be [-]!

If the antique calligraphy and paintings in the palace are sold, perhaps one hundred thousand can be collected. "

"How come there are so few?" Liu Zongmin frowned.

Now is not the time for them to conquer the world.

At that time, when they ran out of money, they could rob the officials and gentry; when they ran out of food, they could rob the wealthy households; when they ran out of soldiers, they burned down the people's houses, and the soldiers came...

Now that they have captured the capital, it is time to take over the world.

At this time, we need to calm the hearts of the people!

Although Liu Zongmin always behaves very recklessly, in fact he also knows the importance.

Liu Zongmin understood even more clearly that facing his old brother who had become the Great Emperor, he could only survive by continuing to be arrogant and domineering.

Li Zicheng sighed: "I asked people to find Chongzhen's clothes, and we found that there were no new ones among his clothes. Even the dragon robes were more than ten years old!

Moreover, the old man in the palace said that Emperor Chongzhen did not even dare to eat meat and vegetables..."

"He really has no money!"

Liu Zongmin frowned: "How about we collect taxes?"

Li Zicheng shook his head: "We were able to capture the capital by singing the song of not paying taxes. This is the promise we made to the people, and only then can we capture the capital.

If we go back on our word..."

Li Zicheng pointed to the compass: "Liu Fangliang hasn't captured Chongzhen yet!"

Liu Zongmin understood.

If at this time, the people are forced to turn to the Ming Dynasty, it will be a heavy blow to them.

"What does the king mean?" Liu Zongmin began to test Li Zicheng's thoughts.

"Today we just found an excuse to lock up Wei Zaode first. You should be more aggressive and see how much money you can get out of him."

Li Zicheng rubbed his temples.

If you are not in charge, you don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive!

I thought that Emperor Chongzhen would have everything he wanted, but who knew it would turn out to be such a mess!

If he had known this, why would he have captured the capital?

Liu Zongmin understood:

"What the king means is that we try Wei Zaode first. If we can really get money, we will continue to implement the policy we used when we conquered the world, and tortured the officials and gentry to get money and food. If these people have no money, we have to think of other options. There’s a way!”

Li Zicheng sneered:

"We don't know whether the Beijing officials have money, but those local officials are all extremely rich.

Even if there are not many opportunities for corruption among Beijing officials, it is not easy for us to get millions of taels of silver out of more than 3000 Beijing officials! "

"With a few million taels of silver, we can sustain ourselves for a year or two. By then, won't we be able to find a way to support our troops?"

Liu Zongmin suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed:

"Your Majesty, I have thought of a way to raise soldiers. We can distribute the soldiers to people's homes. I looked at the household registration of the capital and found that there are more than 70 households!

We have ordered that every five households should raise one elite soldier, so that our elites do not have to spend money to raise them. In this way, even if we get nothing from their wages, we will not miss the food of the soldiers! "

"Great!"

Li Zicheng high-fived and sighed, waving Liu Zongmin away.

Not long after Liu Zongmin left, some soldiers came to Li Zicheng, and these soldiers also brought a beautiful woman with them.