Chapter 50

Wang Yinchuan was happy, "Don't be poor, even if you are not afraid of them, military expenses are the most important thing. I went to the barracks a few days ago and saw that the food, clothing and housing of the soldiers are too difficult. Now that it is late autumn, some people Not even a cotton coat, it is really sad."

Wei Ting rubbed his Pojun by himself, and brought up the clothes of the soldiers in the barracks, the sarcasm in his eyes dissipated a little, as if the ice melted after the snow, and then just for a moment, he lowered his head, lazily rubbed the Pojun, and said, "The Ministry of Household's excuse is that the treasury is empty, and all the money is used to maintain the expenses of the soldiers on the frontier, and the autumn in a few days. As for the barracks in the imperial city, they have to give way."

The war on the frontier is tight, and the war will come without knowing when it will come. Therefore, the treasury does allocate funds to support the soldiers on the frontier. However, no one knows how much of it has been swallowed up.

Wang Yinchuan blinked his eyes and said, "Exploitation has a long history. It is precisely because of the lucrative job that some people are willing to do it. It is just like tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall. They always want to get something out of it." Yes, if you can’t get it from here, you have to get it from another place, after all, it’s still a human problem.”

This is also the reason why she wants to support Xue Wen.

There are too many treacherous and cunning people in the court, and there are too many people who have the right and the wrong. They should also need some upright, as pine as bamboo, stunned young men like Xue Wen.

Wei Tingdao, "There is nothing wrong with the excuses of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Right now, we don't know when something will happen in the frontier. We must make some preparations. As for Qiuwei, it is indeed another big event."

These two things are the two big things in front of Da Ku, and both of them need a lot of money.

I heard that for this reason, the emperor has taken the lead in implementing the policy of "cutting down on food and clothing". The palace began to be frugal, and the people below have also restrained themselves a lot.However, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall. Behind the scenes, there is still a school of swallows dancing and singing, low-key and luxurious.

Don't talk about others, just talk about Wang Yun. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone used to approve official documents every day, including ink pads, are top-notch, and they are hard to buy.

It is impossible to save money just by being frugal.

The most important thing is to make money.

Wang Yinchuan reckoned that after the autumn period, when the treasury was empty and tight, the emperor would inevitably start collecting donations and withdraw some money from the officials in the court.

It was like this in the previous life. After the autumn, the decree was passed on from above. Wang Yun was the first to donate 1 taels. He took the lead, and naturally the people below also donated some.

But 1 taels is just a drop in the bucket to Wang Yun. The curios and antiques in the Xiangfu's mansion are all priceless. There are many people below who can take out so many, but no one is willing to donate. Wang Yun donated so much, and the people below followed the donations of thousands of taels and thousands of taels, as if they were neatly organized according to the ranks. Although it was also a solution to the urgent need, the huge expenses of the great suffering were still in vain. That's all.

Wang Yinchuan said, "It's getting cold, the soldiers in the barracks should also have thicker clothes and eat some hot soup."

Wei Ting's Po Jun seemed to be shining under the luxuriant light, the icy cold light was like the icy wind in the middle of winter, like a knife like a sword, making people shudder.

Wang Yinchuan's voice was light and light, even though Wei Ting had excellent hearing, he didn't hear it.

As the weather entered autumn, it became colder and colder.

In the morning, Wang Yinchuan put on a double-breasted gown to cover the cold.

The two brothers had already gone to the barracks. The two of them always got up early and set off before dawn.

Wang Yinchuan ate some food by himself, and at noon, Housekeeper Liu suddenly handed over a letter, "Madam, it was delivered from the Xiangfu."

On the rice paper at the Prime Minister's Mansion, the envelope was sealed with wax, and there were a few small and round characters on it, "Miss, please."

It is the handwriting of forsythia.

When Forsythia first came to the mansion, she was still young. She had nothing to do at that time, so I taught her to read and write. Although she was not proficient, she could still write a few words.

Wang Yinchuan waved his hand, butler Liu handed the letter to her, and then withdrew.

She opened the envelope, and there was only one letter, with two short lines of writing on it, which was very short, and the handwriting was somewhat scrawled and flustered.

With a glance of Wang Yinchuan's eyes, he saw the contents of the envelope.

In fact, she didn't need to read it at all, she folded the letter, put it in the envelope, lighted the incense and threw it in.

Just as she expected, even if Xue Pinggui's plot was thwarted this time, Wang Baochuan still couldn't fully wake up.

What the letter said was that the prime minister's house started flying around early in the morning. Wang Yun asked Wang Baochuan to cut off contact with Xue Pinggui immediately and find another good son-in-law as soon as possible. However, Wang Baochuan refused, and the father and daughter quarreled again.

Mrs. Wang was protecting Wang Baochuan in the middle, Wang Yun was not too angry, and went to the government office angrily.And Wang Baochuan did not know what method he used, so he sent someone to send a letter to Xue Pinggui. When Lianqiao found out, Xue Pinggui's letter had already reached Wang Baochuan.

In desperation, she could only report to Wang Yinchuan.

Wang Yinchuan leaned on his arm, with a pile of Wei Ting's official documents in his hand, took a piece of paper, and wrote, "Take care of Miss San."

Just a short sentence sent out, as if she really started to put Wang Baochuan in stock, and no longer cared about her marriage.

Wang Yinchuan read the documents all morning in the study, and sorted out all the official documents that were handed over to the Ministry of Households for military expenses.

In just ten days, there were already eight letters.

Five letters were declined by the Ministry of Household Affairs, and three letters were openly and secretly begging for security fees.

The amount varies, and the military expenditure has dropped from 1 taels at the beginning to 5000 taels in the last letter.

However, the Ministry of Household Affairs needs 2000 taels just to ask for security fees.

That is to say, first of all, 2000 taels of security fee must be paid in advance, not to mention whether the military expenses can really be allocated, even if 1 taels are really allocated, 2000 taels of labor expenses must be drawn from it.

In the end, only 6000 taels actually went to the barracks.

Even if this is the case, the Ministry of War above will inevitably draw 1000 taels.

5000 taels, half of which was swallowed alive.

So it's not unreasonable for Wei Ting to like to use his fists to solve problems sometimes.

Some people, even if the enemy is in front of them and their lives are almost gone, they still want to draw their own benefits from it.It seems that as long as I am alone, the hard work of other people in the world has nothing to do with me.

For the rest, there were still several applications submitted within three days, most of them felt headaches, Wei Ting put them aside, and they were not approved for a long time.

Wang Yinchuan picked it up and took a look, and those few official documents became even more humble.

The least this time was 2000 taels.

The words in that official document were sincere, every word weeping blood, the ink was smudged, obviously soaked in tears.The first page is the officer's narrative.

(End of this chapter)

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