In the meeting hall next to the imperial study, five prime ministers and Zhang Jun, who had just been appointed Privy Councilor, were sitting in the hall. Everyone was silent and no one wanted to speak first.
Zhao Gou glanced at them with dissatisfaction, coughed, and said to Qin Hui: "You Prime Minister, please state your position first! You proposed the printing conference, please explain it to everyone!"
Qin Hui had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "The military salary has not been paid for three months, and the salary of the officials has been delayed for two months. The officials can tolerate it, but the morale of the army is going to mutiny. Although casting iron money can solve the problem, but
It takes time, so printing Huizi is just to solve the urgent problem. Once the amount of iron money is minted, Huizi will be taken back one after another."
Xu Xiantu on the side said calmly: "Qin Xianggong can guarantee that Huizi will be printed smoothly, but he can't guarantee whether the military and civilians will use it? Nowadays, many people still retain the Huizi printed during the Xuanhe period. When the new Huizi is printed, what about the old ones?
What should I do with my meeting?"
Qin Hui suddenly said dissatisfied: "I was talking about ways to solve the crisis, but Mr. Xu only poured cold water on it. So tell me, do you have any good ideas?"
Everyone's attention turned to Xu Xiantu. In fact, the printing meeting had been discussed many times. Everyone knew that it was wrong, but there was no other way. Today was the final conclusion. Logically, there should be no more objections. Now since Xu Xiantu
He once again spoke out against Printing Huizi, indicating that he had a solution to the crisis, and everyone couldn't help but pricked up their ears.
Xu Xiantu said slowly: "Actually, we don't have nothing. We still have a lot of assets, land, houses, various other utensils, etc. We are just short of money. Lin'an is not without money. Lin'an has at least tens of millions of dollars. We
You can mortgage the land and houses to the warehouse and the warehouse, and borrow a large amount of money to solve the urgent need."
Everyone cheered up, this was a good idea. Qin Hui snorted and said: "It's easy to borrow money but hard to pay back. What will happen if you can't pay back the money? Does Mr. Xu want to use the land and houses directly to pay off the debt?"
Xu Xiantu shook his head, "I didn't think so!"
Zhu Shengfei said: "What Mr. Xu means is that the iron money will be minted by then, and Mr. Xu wants to use the iron money to repay the debt!"
Everyone was in an uproar. They borrowed copper coins and paid back iron coins. This was too much of a loss!
Xu Xiantu immediately said angrily: "I didn't think so. In a few months, the tax revenue will arrive, and the tax money can be used to pay off the debt."
"If all the tax money is used to pay off debts, then the army and officials will all drink the northwest wind?" Qin Hui said tit for tat.
Xu Xiantu counterattacked: "At that time, wasn't all the iron money cast?"
The final decision was made by Emperor Zhao Gou. In fact, he had money in his inner treasury, several million taels of money, 200,000 taels of gold and one million taels of silver, which were the wealth he had accumulated over the years. At this critical moment
, he should come up with some to solve the urgent need, but Zhao Gou refused to come up with it, and instead asked the ministers to find a way to solve it.
Of course, he is not unaware of the disadvantages of the issuance club. He has his own ideas. When the finance is in crisis, he needs to choose the pig and kill it.
Zhao Gou said slowly: "The issuance of Huizi has been discussed for a long time, and there is no point in continuing the discussion. My opinion is obvious. Huizi can be issued, but it can be issued in small quantities, and iron coins must be minted. In addition, Xianggong Xu's plan
We can also adopt a three-pronged approach to raise enough military expenses and salaries. The New Year is coming soon, and I don’t want everyone to go hungry during the New Year.”
Zhao Gou finally made the decision to issue iron money, print huizi, and borrow money as collateral. As for how to do it, that was a matter for the prime ministers to decide.
Until the evening, Qin Hui returned home dragging his tired body. He had been busy all day with the issuance of iron money and the meeting, and he was really exhausted.
As soon as he sat down in the study, his wife Wang came over after hearing the news and asked her husband: "I heard that the imperial court is going to issue Huizi again?"
Qin Hui said disapprovingly: "Where did you hear the news?"
"I went to chat with the Queen Mother today, and she told me."
Qin Hui waved his hand and said: "So what about the issuance meeting? Why do you care about this kind of thing?"
"You are confused. My father still has 15,000 guan of old money that has not been exchanged. The court has issued a new guanzi. What should I do with the old money in my father's hands? Fifteen thousand guan!"
Qin Hui had a headache, and he encountered such a bad thing when he returned home. He lowered his head and rubbed his temples, and said for a long time: "This is the old Chen Sesame and rotten millet! The previous imperial court has long since disappeared, and it has nothing to do with the current imperial court.
What are you doing talking about?"
Mrs. Wang sneered and said: "You claim to be the authentic sect of the Song Dynasty every day, with the same lineage. Now I want you to pay back the money, and you also say that you have nothing to do with the former court. Officials, this is not kind!"
Qin Hui sighed helplessly and said: "This is actually not my intention to print Huizi, but the official's intention. It's not that he doesn't know the consequences of issuing Huizi, but he needs to use Huizi to kill pigs."
"Why kill a pig?" Wang asked in confusion.
"Meihuawei has drawn up a list of more than a hundred rich people, as well as many maritime merchants. They have accumulated wealth for decades. Wouldn't it be too ugly to rob them openly? So let them buy Huizi."
Wang's eyes widened, "Guanren, can you do such a thing?"
"What can't be done? If the government wants to expand its army to 300,000, it will require millions of guan for food and salary every month, and for building various weapons. One million guan is not enough, and the military expenditure alone will cost 1,000 guan a year.
Five million guan, but all taxes and duties add up to only 8 million guan. The gap in military expenditure alone reaches 7 million guan, not to mention various other expenses. Where does the money come from? Now the military salary and official salary are both owed.
It’s been three months and the Chinese New Year is about to come, but there are only a few hundred thousand guan left in the official inventory, what should I do?”
Qin Hui sighed and said angrily: "On the one hand, the court is empty, and on the other hand, the wealthy businessmen are desperately fleeing to Jingzhao. Do you know how many rich people have escaped this year alone? According to preliminary statistics, there are ninety-seven households.
The transferred wealth is more than 6 million yuan. Instead of taking advantage of Chen Qing, it is better for us to slaughter these fat pigs ourselves during the New Year."
Wang curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Can't we recruit less troops? We have to recruit 300,000 people, and 100,000 people are only five million guan. Isn't that just enough?"
Qin Hui sneered and said: "You women are ignorant, but you still don't believe it. What is most important in the eyes of officials? Common people? Rich businessmen? Or civil and military officials? None of them. In his eyes, the throne is the most important, the country is the most important, ten
It is wishful thinking that ten thousand people can keep his throne and the country! In fact, 300,000 people are far from enough. If we really want to compete with the Western Army, we will need at least 500,000 troops. However, we cannot afford to support an army of 500,000 people, so we can only
The next best thing is to feed 300,000 people. This is the bottom line of the government. Do you understand? Those fattened pigs will be left to Chen Qing if they are not killed now."
"What does this have to do with me?"
Wang turned around angrily and left. Qin Hui took out another list and read it carefully.
He took a pen and ticked ten people on the list, starting with these ten people.
The one ranked first is none other than Zheng Tongquan.
