"The minister of the Ministry of Rites, Wu Shan, said: Now I am talking about the king, to be the righteous, to be a wise minister, to seek peace for all generations. In the year of Yiwei, I entered the Hanlin and served as editor. At that time, the national treasury was full and the people lived and worked in peace, which was a sign of a wise king. However, the emperor was obsessed with the mysterious cultivation and consumed the national treasury at the Taoist temple altar, but the national treasury is empty. If we practice the Sanqing Taoist temple and altar projects, the royal family will have no money, and disasters will come in the future, and the people will live in poverty. I beg the emperor to abolish the project and use the national treasury for the country..."

Wu Shan seemed to have been under a long history of his heart, and he sprinkled hundreds of words in his memorials, explaining the disadvantages and once again begging Jiajing to stop the Sanqing Taoist Temple and the altar project.

Xu Jie was silent for a long time, and suddenly called Si Zhilang named Ding Shimei and ordered him directly: "You can go to the Ministry of Revenue and invite Gao Shangshu to me!"

Ding Shimei responded, turned around and left the secondary duty room, and hurried to the Ministry of Revenue. Many times, Si Zhilang did this kind of errand-run job.

Since Liu Ji fell, Gao Yao was still in panic all day long. After hearing Xu Jie find him, he did not ask about the reason, so he rushed over immediately.

When he entered this duty room, he didn't care about the sweat beads on his forehead and looked panting. He immediately asked respectfully: "Gei Master Xu, why did you come to the official?"

Xu Jie was dealing with the memorial, and carefully wrote the last word. He looked up at the fat man Gao Yao, and found that there was no impatience on his face. He couldn't help feeling satisfied. He was not in vain to pull him. He handed over Wu Shan's memorial and said, "Look at it!"

Gao Yao was not sure about this, but he still solemnly took the memorial and wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down on the chair. After reading the content of the memorial, his face immediately showed a gloating expression.

Wu Shan was born in the Hanlin Academy, was also the Minister of Rites, and had such a promising son-in-law, but he was so stupid. The emperor was obsessed with cultivating Xuan, and he seemed even more urgent recently. He was simply seeking death by persuading the emperor now.

After reading the content of the memorial, Gao Yao didn't know what medicine to sell in the stomach, so he immediately asked: "Gei Xu, you called the official to come over, but you didn't know what to serve?"

"What do you think of Wu Shan's proposal?" Xu Jie did not answer positively, but looked at him and asked seriously.

Gao Yao faced Xu Jie's gaze and replied decisively: "You are ministers and should share your worries for the king. It was just a mere group of nobles who caused trouble, so the emperor stopped Xuan Xiu. Naturally, the officials would not agree with Wu Yuejing's view!"

"Okay, then you can meet the emperor with me!" Xu Jie nodded with satisfaction and said lightly.

As he got more and more memorials and began to formally participate in the ticketing work, he naturally had a better understanding of the current situation of the Ming Dynasty than Wu Shan. However, he understood better how to take the team in this matter.

"I dare not obey orders!" Gao Yao was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately saluted respectfully.

The two of them went to the Wanshou Palace together and reported their names. If Gao Yao was only here, they might not be able to come in to meet the saint, but there would naturally be no big obstacles to following Xu Jie.

Soon, a little eunuch came out and took them in.

"Gei Master Xu, Your Majesty is Xuan Xiu, please wait a moment!" Feng Bao came out of it and whispered to Xu Jie who came in.

Not long after, the emperor wearing a blue Taoist robe appeared.

After seeing the memorial already on the table, Jiajing knew what Xu Jie was coming. He snorted coldly and asked calmly: "Gemaster Xu, is the Ming Dynasty's finance really so embarrassing?"

In his tone, there was a strong sense of dissatisfaction. But I don’t know if it was dissatisfaction with the financial situation, dissatisfaction with Wu Shan’s actions, or both.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I have to ask Gao Shangshu about this matter!" Xu Jie stepped forward and immediately pushed Gao Yao to the front of the stage.

If it were in the past, Jiajing would not have summoned the Minister of Revenue, but directly asked Yu Yansong. But now Gao Yao is in front of him, so he naturally would not have gone far.

Gao Yao looked at Xu Jie with gratitude. This was indeed a good ally. He had already prepared. He stepped forward and immediately said seriously: "Your Majesty, the finances of the Ming Dynasty are more urgent, but the reasons cannot be summarized in one sentence. However, Wu Shangshu's words were alarmist. I believe that the matter was far from the point where the altar was stopped?"

"How do you say this?" Jiajing's eyes lit up slightly and he asked in a calm tone.

Xu Jie saw this scene and knew that there was a small game hidden here.

The emperor not only needs to be arbitrary, but also needs a good reputation. He always has the style of a wise ruler, and the people below must act according to his will, and also take all the responsibilities on him.

Why was Yan Song able to stand in the court for twenty years without falling down? It was precisely because he had been acting according to the will of the emperor and took the initiative to take on the blame.

Gao Yao also studied Jiajing for more than 20 years. At this time, facing Jiajing's gaze, he answered loyally: "Your Majesty, as long as you delay the summer grain to the capital for another two months, everything will be solved!"

When Xu Jie heard these words, he sighed secretly in his heart.

Not to mention, it takes a long time to transport new rice to the capital, and two months are probably not enough. The military pay, military food, official salaries, etc. of these nine sides all require money, and it is even more impossible to squeeze the money to these lower-level nobles at that time.

Gao Yao's words were not a solution to the problem at all. Nowadays, the Ming Dynasty's finances are not enough to make ends meet. If he continues to eat the grain of money, he will only have no food to eat in the end.

If everything is focused on the new tax, the Ming Dynasty's finances will eventually lead to deeper and deeper financial difficulties.

In addition, the amount of money that owed these nobles this time was far more than 10,000 taels, and this 10,000 taels were just the amount that the nobles had requested. If they delayed for another two months, then what they asked for would be no longer 10,000 taels.

Of course, although he could see these problems, he knew that he should keep silent at this moment and act irreversibly with the will of the Lord.

"Well, then according to what Gao Shangshu said, let's delay this matter!" Jiajing nodded with satisfaction, and then made up his mind.

Although he knew in his heart that this was not a good solution, his plan to expand the Temple of Heaven could not be stopped. Now, he could only "follow" Gao Yao's proposal, drag things down again, and fill this hole with summer grain.

The matter came here, but it was not settled.
Chapter completed!