As a result, among all Biyun's skills, the most powerful one was called "Strike Ye Jiangxue", and she knew how to use it to make Ye Jiangxue vomit three liters of blood.

Gently, Female Officer Si Mo said: "It's true that the salary of a seventh-grade official is fifty taels a year, but there is still sustainable development. It's fifty taels a year, and it's five hundred taels in ten years. Your Majesty, I think this servant

You may not be able to have five hundred taels left in ten years, because you have to include the salary given to officials this year, Your Majesty."

boom--

Ye Jiangxue fell to the ground and was frothing at the mouth: In other words, if she can't get the money by the end of the year, she will have to pay for nothing starting next year?!

No one knows whether she can become the most meritorious empress in history, but it is basically safe for her to become the poorest empress in history...

Getting up from the ground sadly, Ye Jiangxue had lost the courage to look through the account books again, "Biyun, do you think that if I were so poor that I couldn't even pay my salary, wouldn't those officials despise me even more?"

After Biyun polished the ink, she really thought about it carefully before saying, "I don't think they know how to do it."

"Oh my, as expected, you are the one who knows me best, Biyun." Ye Jiangxue grabbed the corner of Biyun's clothes and rubbed her little head upwards. She knew that there was still someone in this world who could see through her inner meaning, Ye Jiangxue.

——Because it is hidden deeper!

"Anyway, they are now desperate for His Majesty. They despise... this word seems not enough." Biyun said.

"..." Ye Jiangxue was speechless. She let go of her hand, took the purple hair in front of her, and turned it around on her fingertips. The thoughts in her mind were spinning faster than the pen in her hand.

After a moment, the writing suddenly stopped. She narrowed her eyes slightly, lifted her lips, and smiled slyly, looking like a little fox with a bad idea.

"Biyun, tell me, where is the richest place in the world?"

"Of course it's Jiangnan, the land of plenty. It's the place that provides the most food and salary to the court year after year."

"Yes, Jiangnan." Ye Jiangxue's narrowed black eyes flashed with light, and she turned to a smiling expression, "The three states in Jiangnan are the fiefdoms of King Jiangling. I'm afraid I don't even have as much money as him.

Ah, besides, there is the Bai family... By the way, Biyun, is the young lady Shen Huanyan of the Bai family still in the imperial capital?"

"Back to Your Majesty, she is here and has already submitted the memorial. She wants to see Your Majesty." Biyun took out the memorial and presented it to Ye Jiangxue.

Since Shen Huanyan did not have an official position, her memorial did not need to follow the official system. Ye Jiangxue took the hard memorial and looked at it carefully, touching the golden characters a few times with her fingers.

"Gold!" Her Majesty the Empress, who was crazy about poverty, jumped down from the throne and held the memorial happily, almost like a beggar (?) holding a bowl with only half a bun in it.

Biyun handled the memorial and naturally knew that the flowing words on the memorial were written with gold powder and ink. However, she was not as poor as Ye Jiangxue, so she was very calm and did not respond to Ye Jiangxue's "again" convulsive behavior.

, it’s no longer strange.

"This Shen Huanyan is the richest man in the world, so he is generous with his actions!" As if she saw hope, Ye Jiangxue smiled with eight white teeth: "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Xuan Chen Huanyan comes to see you!"

[Drag away the shady prime minister]

There is a relationship called monarch and minister; there is a relationship called superiority and inferiority; there is another relationship called rich and poor.
Chapter completed!