"Your Majesty, the original budget of the Ministry of Revenue was 200,000 troops. The war would start immediately and end within three months. The court gritted its teeth and food could support it."
"But I didn't expect it to be a protracted war. Half a month has passed, and the war has not even officially started."
"During these days, hundreds of thousands of mouths are consumed too much. The court can support it, but we can't save any food without leaving any reserves, right?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yun was silent.
Guo Ziyun will not tell lies. This old man is loyal and capable. Since he has made such opinions, it means that the Ministry of Revenue is really difficult.
After all, the money and food in Daxia are not just for Xiliang.
All states and prefectures and territory have to spend money.
Minister of War Zhao Heng stood up.
It proposed: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue communicated. Now there are only two options for this situation."
"Why do you kill Wang Min with the speed of thunder and recover Xiliang?"
"Why, withdraw the troops!"
"Waiting for the spring harvest, the food will be more abundant, and then fight."
Qin Yun was excited: "It will take more than three months?"
"When we have abundant food, Xiliang will recover. What else can we fight at that time?"
Zhao Heng was silent.
Although the civil and military ministers did not speak, they obviously prefer to withdraw their troops.
Otherwise, I will not fail to express my opinion.
Qin Yun was very unhappy and said angrily: "Since there is not enough food, then we will draw it from the prefectures!"
"The wealthy places in Yangzhou, Yunzhou, and Jiangnan are all transferred to me for a group of them."
Guo Ziyun looked embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, the old minister has already thought of a solution, but people from all prefectures say that the food that can be transferred is limited, and the total amount is probably only enough to support the 200,000 army for half a month."
"The way to go this time will consume several days of food, let alone attack Xiliang. When the imperial army is short of food, all the previous efforts will be wasted and the troops will be forced to withdraw!"
Qin Yun looked ugly and there was not enough food, so he definitely couldn't fight.
Even if you are sure to fight in a short time, it won’t work. There is not enough food, which is a taboo for military strategists.
When Zhuge Liang went to Qishan six times, he basically lost because he did not have enough food.
wrong!
He reacted and stood up with a sharp look.
"What are the officials of the states doing? Is corruption?"
He roared: "There are not too much grain storage in these places in Yangzhou? Where are the major granaries?"
"Think I'm a fool?"
"If you want to fool me in one sentence, you can only say that you can have limited food?"
Everyone was startled and explained.
"Your Majesty, there are many granaries, but not all of them are full."
"Take Yangzhou as an example, it is indeed rich, but most of the tenants are farmed by gentry and aristocrats. Tenants take 10% of the grain per acre of land, and the imperial court will not exceed 20% of the grain tax."
"All major granaries are in dissatisfaction."
"Leave spare food, and the rest is really like this."
"This is also the first year since the system was changed, and the profits must be waited until after the spring harvest."
Qin Yun glanced at Guo Ziyun.
He nodded with a bitter look, indicating that it was indeed the case.
"Son of a bitch!"
He smashed the table hard and asked, "Where are the remaining 70% of the food left?"
Upon hearing this, the ministers quickly calmed down.
His face changed slightly, as if he had touched some taboos and he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
Only Gu Chuntang, the prime minister with a clean and honest style, dares to say it.
"Your Majesty, the remaining 70% of the small heads are in the hands of gentry and wealthy families, while the big heads are in the hands of aristocratic families and noble families."
Qin Yun sneered!
Damn it, the imperial court takes 10 to 20% and the aristocratic families take nearly 70%. Who is the official family and who is the system?
"Why should they get so much?"
“Robbery?”
Upon hearing this, the ministers' expressions suddenly changed!
Some of them dare not say it, while others are officials from aristocratic families. How could they say that they are bad?
What scares them the most is that His Majesty is dissatisfied!
A third-rank official stood up and bowed, "Your Majesty, but this has been the case since ancient times."
"This rule has not changed after the late emperor's reign, including after you succeeded to the throne."
Qin Yun looked at him, smiling slightly: "Then, are the aristocratic families above the court?"
"Or, should I apologize for my words and deeds just now?"
The third-rank minister was frightened and immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty, I have no intention of this!"
"It was only when the Great Xia Dynasty was inaugurated, the families of major families helped Emperor Gaozu, and they almost reached the point of being in a frenzy. The land was the reward given to the major families by Emperor Gaozu, and it was a personal property."
"Now, this is inappropriate, is it..."
He didn't dare to finish his words, but everyone knew what it meant.
Immediately afterwards, several ministers expressed their opinions.
"Your Majesty, this is a practice, not corruption or hegemony. Please be aware of it."
"Yes, the old minister is from the Li family in Longyou, but the humble minister asks himself for his innocence!"
"What's wrong with us? For the sake of the people's happiness, the major clans even took the initiative to give up land for tenants to use, and only took out part of the deserved one..."
“…”
Seeing the ministers stand up one by one, Qin Yun was unhappy, but he retorted unreasonably.
Because what they said is indeed true!
Gu Chuntang and other poor sons were in high positions and could only remain silent when they heard these words.
These privileges were indeed given by emperors of all generations and have long been imprinted into the bones of this country.
In other words, it's not nice.
The waves are washed away. A hundred years later, the Great Xia Dynasty may not be there, but the aristocrats are still there!
Qin Yun pinched his eyebrows weakly and compromised: "Since that's the case, then buy it and buy it with the treasury money."
"Contact the families of all the aristocratic families and say I want food!"
His eyes turned cold and his tone increased: "Please give them a high hand and sell me some food!"
He bit the last sentence to death.
After saying that, he left with a cold face as cold as the twelfth lunar month.
Seeing his expression and hearing the heart-stricken words, the ministers' eyes all jumped.
Especially those ministers from families, their faces were pale.
Your Majesty, I'm so angry!
After one stick of incense.
Imperial study room.
Slap!!
Qin Yun threw the teacup all over the floor, which scared the palace maids and eunuchs inside and outside and trembled and crawled.
Cabinet ministers and confidant generals are all here.
They were silent and dared not speak.
Especially those who have relatives with aristocrats dare not speak.
"I want to regain Xiliang. If there is not enough food for a war, I have to buy it from the aristocratic families. Do you think it is ironic?"
Everyone's faces sternly and did not dare to answer.
a long time.
Guo Ziyun sighed, "But Your Majesty, this has always been the case. The aristocratic families have mastered too many things in Daxia, which are far from being described by food and money."
"The strength of Daxia still needs to be pointed at them."
"According to the old minister's opinion, it's better..."
He wanted to speak but stopped.
Qin Yun frowned: "What's worse than that?"
"It is better for Your Majesty to hold a banquet or take women from noble families as concubines and reconcile with them. I believe they are willing to pay food and support Your Majesty to attack Xiliang."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yun froze.
I haven't spoken for a long time.
But in my eyes, there was an unyielding murderous intent!