Hitting a wall

Author: Gongsun Xiaoyue

Hitting a wall

Murong Qing touched his head and whispered: "Your grandmother read your name over and over again before she left last night."

Ci'er couldn't control it anymore and burst into tears.

When Lu Qinghan learned the news, he realized that he had misunderstood Ying Ning.

It turned out that she was anxious for the prince to come back because she wanted to see the princess of Yannan County for the last time.

In the end, I still didn’t see it, leaving only a lifetime of regrets.

Lu Qinghan felt guilty and immediately sent people to the paddock to report back to the little emperor.

When the little emperor heard that his aunt had passed away, he felt uneasy and had no intention of playing anymore. He quickly ended the hunt early and hurried back to the capital.

He first came to Yannan County Prince's Mansion in person to express his condolences.

"Sister, don't be too sad." He timidly moved to Ying Ning.

Ying Ning, wearing mourning clothes, knelt down in the mourning hall and said: "Your Majesty is now rich in gold, so you should go back to the palace."

Obvious alienation and indifference.

Gu Qizhen had never seen his sister treat him like this, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He squatted in front of her and whispered: "Sister, I really didn't mean it. If I knew that my aunt was so ill, I would have taken the initiative to let Ci'er come back and stay with her.

By my aunt's side."

"You really don't know your aunt is sick?"

"I know, but I didn't know it was so powerful. It would be gone if I said no..." Gu Qizhen's voice lowered as he spoke.

How could he not know?

My aunt has always been in poor health.

After giving birth to sister Yingning twenty years ago, she was raised in the palace because of poor health.

Yang's family has gradually gotten used to it after being on the sickbed for so many years.

But Tang Qing's death dealt a heavy blow to her and made her health worse.

After all, she couldn't survive this cold winter.

At first, although the little emperor felt regretful and felt sorry for his aunt and Ci'er, he did not realize that his decision would change his life in the near future.

In October, it began to snow in the north, making the battle difficult.

In need of food and cotton-padded clothes, the court must find ways to get money.

The little emperor was helpless and had no choice but to turn to the cabinet for help.

After discussion, the cabinet's academicians asked the Ministry of Household Affairs to provide 300,000 taels of silver as military pay for the war in the north.

But the Ministry of Finance refused.

It’s not that the Ministry of Revenue is reluctant to take the money, but that there is really no money.

Five hundred thousand taels of silver had just been spent for disaster relief in the south. Now that the end of the year is approaching, many officials in the imperial court have already been in arrears for their salaries for two or three months.

Most officials rely on their salaries to fill their families' stomachs, so they can't celebrate the New Year and leave people hungry.

The Ministry of Household Affairs plans to leave 300,000 taels of silver as salary for officials.

But what should we do if we go to the north to save supplies for the war?

The two sides reached a stalemate.

The atmosphere of dissatisfaction in the court became increasingly intense.

Lu Qinghan thought of a way to directly transport grain and grass from the Zhejiang Sea and Jiangnan to the north without using the money from the Ministry of Finance.

However, the governors of Zhehai and Jiangnan ignored him at all.

In a word, there is no food and no supplies.

Although Zhejiang and Jiangnan are a prosperous land, the taxes are also heavy. The taxes that should be paid to the court every spring and summer are quite a lot, and now people are required to provide food and materials, and wool can't be collected in one place!

Lu Qinghan hit a snag and was so angry that there was nothing he could do.

The little emperor didn't understand, so he humbly asked: "Teacher, is there really no food in Zhejiang?"

"If there is no food in Zhehai and Jiangnan, there will be no place in the world with food!" Lu Qinghan frowned, "You are clearly the Governor of Zhehai, Hu Xianzhong, who is deliberately trying to shirk and refuse to provide food!"
Chapter completed!