"This..." Jiang Mian and Mao Ji were speechless at that time. Good guy, if you earn such a huge sum of money, you are not willing to pay hundreds of thousands. You would rather not build the imperial mausoleum than never pay for it, right?
?Your Majesty is really very principled.
"The matter has been settled. Is there anything else you two have to do?" Lin Yu looked at the two of them. They were full after eating and the matter was settled. By the way, how long do you two want to stay?
"I'll take your leave." The two of them looked at each other. Well, that's all. They don't build imperial tombs anymore, what else do you want to say.
Originally, Jiang Mian wanted to make some money, but when it came to this, what else could he say, let's just stop the imperial mausoleum first.
Speaking of the imperial mausoleum, Lin Yu touched his chin. Did he have many ancestors above him? No, those were Zhu Houcong's ancestors. By the way, if I were poor, I should be able to borrow some from them, right?
Lin Yu thought thoughtfully, tomb robbing seems to be a good job to make a fortune. No, this is called archeology. Digging the tombs of ancestors will definitely attract gossip, but I dig someone else's head office, and this is archeology. How can it be compared with tomb robbing?
Comparable.
The more I think about it, the more feasible it becomes. Back then, Boss Cao got his start by robbing tombs and earned his first pot of gold in life. Robbing tombs is definitely not advisable. We are serious people. This is archeology and rescue excavation.
If it stays underground for a long time, it may become weathered, so rescue excavation is required.
Mao Ji and Jiang Mian returned to the cabinet and saw the old god Yang Tinghe.
Yang Tinghe took a sip of the tea in his hand and said softly: "Wei Zhi, Jing Zhi, your Majesty, how is the battle going? How much did your Majesty give you?"
"Jiefu, look at the tone of your words, how can you be so sure that His Majesty won't give us money?" Jiang Mian sneered. This old fox communicates with His Majesty the most, but he doesn't talk much recently. Could he have betrayed the revolution?
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Yang Tinghe did not refute, but took a sip of tea and said with a contented look: "So, have you gained anything?" Your Majesty, he knows it too well. He is very good at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Once this hole is opened, other departments will also come to the door.
Do you want to give me the money? So in order to prevent this situation, these two people are destined to return without success.
"Well, of course there are gains. At least the officials' salaries have been settled." Mao Ji stroked his mustache.
"Oh? Let me guess where the subsidy came from. Your Majesty should have used the money to build the imperial mausoleum to pay salaries to the staff, right?" Although it was a question, Yang Tinghe said it with certainty.
"You old guy, have you known this for a long time?" The two of them looked at each other. No wonder he refused to ask the old guy to come over. It turned out that he had known it for a long time.
"This is the only amount of money that can be transferred. Your Majesty is willing to spend money to build the imperial mausoleum for the sake of officials' salaries. There is no way to repay Your Majesty's kindness. I can only dedicate myself to death and die. Check the officials this year
Corruption is spreading, Wei Zhi, tell the people in the Ministry of Punishment to make a louder noise and arrest a few people who don't open their eyes."
Yang Tinghe sighed, and the anti-corruption campaign officially kicked off.
"Brother Jiefu, what are you doing? It's useful..."
Before they finished speaking, the two of them realized that His Majesty was even willing to spend the money to build the mausoleum, just to pay salaries to the officials. No matter what they thought in their hearts, officials at all levels could only be grateful and not make any trouble.
Your Majesty may not be satisfied with this action.
"Let's do it, it's starting to stop again." Yang Tinghe shook his head. He had already thought of countermeasures, and the officials below really wanted to rectify it.
Jiang Mian and Mao Ji looked at each other, and Jiang Mian smiled bitterly and said, "Are we working as spearmen for His Majesty?"
"It doesn't count. At least the officials have their salaries." Mao Ji smiled helplessly. It doesn't count that he has done nothing. Since the people below have received their salaries, they must respond. Then
Kill some moths.
After everyone left, Lin Yu was particularly happy, lying leisurely on the chair. It was not a loss at all. Anyway, he didn't care about building the mausoleum. Although it was tradition, but he built the mausoleum so early, did he have the chance to live in it?
It’s hard to say yet.
"Master, the construction of the mausoleum is a big deal, how can it be delayed because of this matter." Huang Jin looked a little confused when he saw Lin Yu looking very happy.
"Why, you hope I die soon."
"How could it be, but this has always been a tradition and it takes a long time to cultivate." Huang Jin was also used to it and knew that Lin Yu was not really angry. If he had kowtowed before, he would have admitted his mistake.
"You, if you can't look at the surface, I have made so much money, but I really can't use the money from the internal treasury, so this is the best result, and I even used the money to build the mausoleum.
Now, they can’t express their feelings? Just look at it, this Ming Dynasty can’t calm down.”
Lin Yu was rocking his rocking chair and singing songs leisurely. Those guys in the cabinet could not be poor in ability. After all, they stepped on tens of thousands of people. How could they be poor in ability? All of them had evil intentions and managed the Ming Dynasty in an orderly manner. They said they didn't
Ability, who can believe it?
Huang Jin didn't know why, but it was hard for him to ask more questions when His Majesty said so.
"By the way Huang Jin, if I die, there will be a lot of things buried with me in the mausoleum, right?" Lin Yu is still obsessed with archeology. This is a cost-effective business. There are so many buried underground, so there is no need to rescue them.
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"Bah, bah, bah, master, what are you saying? It's unlucky. How old are you, how can you talk about death?"
"I'm asking you seriously. Tell me carefully. If I die, will there be a lot of burial objects?" The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is a good deal, and I just need an executor.
"Well, this also depends on the length of reign and whether the country's finances are rich. However, every emperor has corresponding standards. No matter how bad it is, it will not be lower than this standard." Huang Jin was hesitant in his words.
It was relatively obscure, for fear of making Lin Yu unhappy.
Lin Yu touched his chin and felt that this could be done more than business. The richest dynasty was the Song Dynasty. So, who should this archaeological work be handed over to?
"Master, Master, what are you thinking about? Are you angry with your slave?"
"Why am I angry? Isn't this normal? If the country is rich, it will have more burial objects, and if it is poor, it will have less. It's normal." Lin Yu waved his hands indifferently. Currently, he only has two yuan generals. Wang Yangming has this matter.
Both Yang Shen and I can do it, but I guess both of them don’t want to do it, so it’s hard to do it.
"Okay, that's almost it. I'm going to practice the martial arts. You find Lu Fang. I have something to do with him. Forget it, I won't look for him anymore. That's it." I originally wanted to hand it over to Lu Fang, but then I thought
I thought I might as well forget it. If I don't want to be scolded to death, I'd better leave it to Gu Dayong to dig graves. This is a job that attracts hatred. Anyway, Gu Dayong has many debts and doesn't have to worry about having too many lice.