In the square in front of Fengtian Gate, except for the sound of the cold wind blowing through the flag, only Hu Guang's voice echoed: "The soldiers have no salary, they cannot support their families, they cannot live without retreat, they do not cover their bodies, and they are hungry and cold..."

Speaking of this, Hu Guang sneered on his face and said, "Look at you, you are wearing so many times better than the soldiers of the border. After standing for a while, I have seen someone unable to stand!"

After he said this, thousands of officials below did not dare to make any small moves, and all stood straight.

"Why do we ask our Ming soldiers to kill the enemy bravely and defend the enemy outside?" Hu Guang said happily, and stopped sitting down, stood up and pointed to the distance, "Now have you seen that the enemy has reached the capital and the capital! Have you seen the danger of the imperial court being unable to pay military pay?"

The civil and military officials below were a little surprised when they heard this passage and looked up at the emperor. The difference was that the generals on the right were a little excited in surprise, while the civil officials on the left were surprised and more were surprised.

Hu Guang paused, glanced at the civil and military officials, and then calmed down again: "The court has no money, so how can the thousands of refugees in the capital provide relief? If someone is not clear, go out to see after the court meeting. Not only them, now the Ming Dynasty has been drought and floods, and basic water conservancy has not been repaired for many years. Such items require money. Do you understand, the court needs money!"

He almost shouted out the last sentence, and then he regained his emotions and said, "If you think that these things don't care about your business and don't care about them, then I ask you, do you think your salary is enough? The salary of civil servants comes from the Ministry of Revenue, while the nobles and royal relatives come from the Great Insider. But neither the Ministry of Revenue or the Great Insider, they have no money. Don't you want to give you enough salary, do you understand?"

When he said this, all the civil and military officials could not bear it anymore and knelt down one after another.

"Also, because the court has no money..."

After talking for a long time, Hu Guang didn't want to say more, so he let them calm down, and then issued an order: "How to increase the income of the treasury? If you have any ideas, please report it all!"

After saying that, he sat back.

However, the square was quiet and there was no movement, as if there were only thousands of clay Buddhas standing in the square.

Hu Guang felt a little cold when he saw this. He said so much and explained the purpose of today's court meeting yesterday. There was no one who made suggestions?

This emperor is really hard to be a good person! Hu Guang thought about it, so he had to speak again: "Biqing, you are the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue of the Ming Dynasty. Do you have any ideas?"

Bi Zixian left the list, and had no choice but to report: "Your Majesty, I think it's nothing more than to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. Today, I think about the method of opening a fortune, which is really hard to say. Those who argue may want to open a mining company, but they are worried that the gains will not be worth the loss, and they still raise the ranks; or they want to increase taxes, but the tariffs have increased, which is just a harsh and meticulous policy. They weigh the mother and son, and have a few solid tasks. For today's plan, they seek to accumulate a small amount, and it is easy for them to take more tasks, and there is no more plan to add them."

His implication was that after all, there was only one way to add a new assignment, and the rest was not good. Hu Guang frowned when he heard it, but he didn't speak.

"Therefore, I believe that for the convenience of today, the Liao Dynasty's salary should be distributed, which can be shared among the fields, tariffs, salt and miscellaneous items. The field course has been increased from 9 li to 1 and 2 li, and more than 6.67 million taels of silver will be distributed. In addition to the military waste, more than 5.22 million taels of silver will be charged, plus tariffs, salt and miscellaneous items will be charged, and it is estimated that 7.48,298 taels of silver will be charged."

He obviously thought about this beforehand, so he came to such a conclusion.

However, before Hu Guang could express his opinion, he saw a person coughing and speaking out: "Your Majesty, I have no objection to this, but if this extra party is calculated based on land, I may end up in the misfortune of the people!"

Hu Guang looked at it and it was Liu Mao, the military officer. When he saw it, he suddenly remembered that he was not responsible for laying off the post station!

Some people in later generations, even the famous Liang Qichao, all had this view, which shows that the reason why the dynasty perished was because of the abolition of the post station and forced Li Zicheng to rebel. Hu Guang could only laugh at this, it was so naive!

But at this moment, since he remembered the matter of laying out the post station, he asked: "Liu Qing, your laying out the post station is also a reduction in vain. What's going on now?"

When Liu Mao heard this, his face looked a little ugly and he wanted to speak but stopped. But when he remembered the emperor's words just now, he resolutely said: "It is very difficult to cut off the matter! If you are not allowed to take care of the local academy, you will be resentful; if the officials in the post office cannot ask for a long order, you will be resentful; if the officials in the various yamen cannot give up the horses, you will be resentful; if the officials in the prefectures and counties cannot privately break their horses, you will be resentful; if the officials in the prefectures and counties cannot privately break their horses, you will be resentful; if the officials in the prefectures and government offices are not allowed to abuse them, you will be resentful; if the people who are tutoring and co-workers are not allowed to be different in private, you will be resentful. If you do not blame the peasants in the village!"

He used the words "resentment" in a row to express it was not easy, which made Hu Guang move. After frowned, he immediately ordered: "Liu Qing writes a specific memorial to lift the post station. I will solve the difficulties for you!"

The plan to abolish the post station was too straightforward, so Hu Guang decided to discuss it carefully to see how to reduce the resistance to reform, and even turn waste into treasure, and build the post station into an institution similar to the postal service in the future.

When Liu Mao heard this, two lines of old tears flowed down, knelt down on the ground, and replied choked: "I obey the order!"

Since the post station was lifted out, as he said, he almost became an emperor-like lonely man. Because of interests, everyone stayed away from excluding him, making him very helpless and depressed. It also made him always worried that someone would slander and make the emperor change his mind, and then he would be really not a human inside and outside.

Unexpectedly, the emperor made a statement at the grand dynasty meeting. It can be seen that the emperor's determination has not changed and he still values ​​him very much. This kind of grace of knowing the favor immediately moved him to tears.

If it was in the original history, it was as he was worried, but he ended up being unfamiliar. In the third year of Chongzhen, he resigned from his post in depression and died of illness before he arrived in his hometown in Shaanxi. His family could not hire a carriage to carry it, so he could not be buried in the village for many years.

"Ding, achievement value +3, comes from Liu Mao, the military officer!"

Hu Guang no longer has the motivation to watch the achievements in the chat group. This is really not worth it enough. However, he was satisfied with Liu Mao's admiration for himself. Thinking of what he said just now, he asked: "Your in addition to the mission is to make a lot of land, and I am afraid that the people will live in poverty. What does it mean?"

"Your Majesty, the northern population is vast and sparse. Although each household has a large number of mu, the yield per mu is very small. If the number of mu is added, the burden on each household will be several times higher than that of the south. Now there are more droughts in the north. With the additional number of mu, the number of civil unrest will increase dramatically!" Liu Mao said loudly.
Chapter completed!