After Fang Jue took the people away, the Musket Bureau seemed to have suddenly become deserted, so that no one cared about it.
However, after Zhuge Yong took his wife and children and moved into the barracks of the Musket Bureau, all parties in the court also paid attention to him again.
There have been too many things happening in Beijing recently, and the public's attention has been constantly diverted, making it difficult to focus on a certain event.
For the Musket Bureau, only high-level officials would continue to pay attention. The power of firearms has not yet been demonstrated in the capital, and the results of the battle from the north have not been reported back. Naturally, the priority is lower.
"The young master has returned with a message. The firearms bureau will send the forged firearms to the north overnight." Zhuge Yong discussed with the officials of the musketry bureau.
"This... the young master is not here, and only His Majesty's decree can open the gun magazine and ammunition magazine at the same time."
"There is no need to send ammunition. The young master can make it temporarily in the north. There are craftsmen around him." Zhuge Yong said.
Someone asked: "Does Your Majesty know that the Young Master needs to adjust the inventory?"
Although the Musket Bureau does not have much performance at present, many parties are confused as to why the level of confidentiality here is so high.
But the law cannot be violated.
If you want to use a large amount of inventory, you must ask His Majesty's will, otherwise it will be a serious crime of exterminating the family.
"General Manager Wang Feng has arrived and brought His Majesty's secret order. Please read it."
As he spoke, Zhuge Yong took out a warrant stamped with the Emperor's seal.
After everyone saw it, they were relieved.
"Okay, in that case, let's open the gun magazine."
"How much do you want to take?"
Zhuge Yong: "What the young master means is that it is best to take all the well-trained imperial soldiers from the entire Musket Bureau to the northern border."
"The entire Qianhu Camp?"
"Young Master's secret order is here. You can read it if you want." Zhuge Yong said calmly.
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The war in the north was about to start, and when Fang Jue secretly entered the palace and was approved by Xiao Pingsi, he was already making arrangements.
"Do the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs have regulations?"
Although the three northern battalions have been assigned to attack, the emperor still needs to pay attention to the overall situation and arrange more.
After the Fengtian Palace dismissed the dynasty, Xiao Pingsi left the main officials of the two ministries behind and asked them to report plans for this battle.
"Your Majesty, there is no problem with the Ministry of Revenue. You can pay as much as you want." Yan Lanfeng said in a dignified manner, with a face full of confidence.
The Minister of War was a bit at a loss.
Xia Song, the Minister of War, was imprisoned, and a new Minister had not yet been chosen, so he, the Minister, had to bear the burden.
It was not his turn as a minister to do this kind of thing, so the emperor suddenly asked to make a brief plan within one day, which made him a little panicked.
"Does the Ministry of Household Affairs have money?" Xiao Pingsi asked sideways.
He knew that Yan Lanfeng always liked to cry about poverty.
In the past, during good years, I would show myself false accounts, fearing that I would be too extravagant.
Now that Yan Lanfeng actually says he is rich and is so confident, it seems that the Ministry of Revenue is not as rich as usual now.
"Reporting to your majesty, the fireworks and glass operated by the Ministry of Household Affairs have received good subsidies recently and are quite profitable, hehe." Yan Lanfeng held his head high and answered so confidently for the first time.
Xiao Pingsi smiled and didn't ask how much he earned.
"Since the Ministry of Revenue has money, for Ganzhou's purchase of grain for disaster relief, the Young Master and Dizun Pavilion will pay for it in advance for the time being. The Ministry of Revenue should not be in arrears for too long," Xiao Pingsi instructed.
As an emperor, if you don't have as much money as your ministers, it would be really shameful if you still default on your debts.
Yan Lanfeng held up his hands and said: "As ordered, when the young master returns home in triumph, the Ministry of Revenue will definitely have enough money to pay off the debt."
"That's good, just don't embarrass me." Xiao Pingsi waved his hand.
"Logistics is extremely important when a large army goes on an expedition. Luo Yang deliberately created a disaster in Suzhou, and I'm afraid he won't leave much behind when he leaves... We must be fully prepared."
Yan Lanfeng nodded: "Your Majesty is right. The food prepared by the capital has been shipped out. If there is more than enough for disaster relief, it can be used as military food."
"However, the war should not be delayed for too long. The soldiers' clothes are thin. Even if they have cotton-padded clothes, it is too cold in the north. It is not suitable to go deep into the war in winter, otherwise the price will be too high."
As the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Yan Lanfeng did not only know the Ministry of Revenue. He had been supplying the front line for many years, so he naturally also knew some simple common sense.
Although the Yulin Army was issued cotton-padded clothes before departure, they could only move around in the northern border, which was still a bit reluctant.
If we go out of Beiliang, it will be too cold. More people will die from freezing than from fighting, and then this war will be meaningless.
Before they could reach Linzhou, most of the Yulin army froze to death and even got beaten up.
"Well, that makes sense, but we have a good young master!"
Xiao Pingsi smiled and said: "Yan Aiqing doesn't know something. The young master's letter said that he has already purchased a large amount of cotton from the Tai'an Chamber of Commerce, and has been rushing to make cotton clothes and shoes for many days."
"These preparations should be sufficient before the courier who rushes to deliver military orders arrives in Liangzhou."
"That money was paid in advance by the young master?" Yan Lanfeng asked.
Xiao Pingsi nodded and smiled happily. If it were anyone else, there would be no money to pay for the purchase in advance, and the fighter plane would have to be delayed again.
The Minister of War was surprised: "Young Master, how much money do you have?"
Then he realized that he had made a mistake and added: "I'm not doubting anything, I'm just surprised."
"Master Zhang doesn't know something. The young master is richer than the national treasury. He can use the money of Taishan Bank." Xiao Pingsi smiled.
But that smile, both Yan Lanfeng and Zhang Xian felt, was clearly a bit jealous.
"Taishan Bank... Haha, just pretend that I didn't ask..." Zhang Xian laughed sarcastically and shook his head repeatedly.
My mother-in-law!
The best bank in the world!
He is really rich, very willful, and has more funds than the available funds in the Daxia treasury. He is really not kidding.
A court is naturally extremely wealthy, and the tax revenue collected by the state treasury every year is an astronomical figure.
However, the money spent every year is also more.
Unless there are good years in succession without major famines, the money from the treasury will be used up like water, and there will really not be much left over each year.
For example, disaster relief in Suzhou cost at least more than one million taels. Not only food, but also post-disaster reconstruction, production resumption, and epidemic recovery.
In which year did not many state capitals suffer disasters?
Floods in the south of the Yangtze River, snowstorms in the north, bandits in the northeast, horse bandits on the border...
After a year, it is impossible for the national treasury to have 10% left, and it is often necessary to add some. But what to do? Does the court not care about these natural and man-made disasters?
If you dare to ignore it and give it a try, you will immediately rise up from all sides. The history books will accuse the emperor of the current dynasty of being stupid and ignorant, so that the people have no way to live...
Let’s look at Taishan Bank again.
How many people are there on Taihuang Mountain?
Even if Emperor Zun Pavilion has a group of soldiers, the number is really small. Even if there are informants and experts to be secretly raised, there are not as many people as there are in Daxia.
But Taishan Bank runs the world, and although the money it generates is not as much as the annual tax revenue collected by the court, it doesn't spend much money.
All countries have borrowed money from Taishan Bank...
This is also one of the reasons why Emperor Zun Pavilion has a high status in the world.
All countries owe money to others, so I can't be stubborn.
And Fang Jue can actually use the savings of Taishan Bank, which is very outrageous. This is a power that only the emperors of the past generations have had.
"Young Master is so young and promising. Could it be that the old Pavilion Master wanted to pass the throne to him, but actually gave him such great power?" Zhang Xian couldn't help but sigh.
"Young Master cares about the world, otherwise there would be no need to join the court." Yan Lanfeng is already a die-hard "Young Master Party".
"Where is the Ministry of War?" Xiao Pingsi asked the Ministry of Household Affairs and turned to look at Zhang Xian.
Zhang Xian paused for a moment and then said: "Your Majesty..."
"The Ministry of War feels that it is too..."
There are some things that Zhang Xian doesn't want to say, but in this position, he must speak for the Ministry of War.
Xiao Pingsi chuckled: "That's too hasty, isn't it?"
"Ahem..." Zhang Xian lowered his head and looked at the shoe. How dare he criticize the dragon scales like the senior ministers did.
"Didn't your Ministry of War also say that the Musket Bureau is somewhat redundant?"
Xiao Pingsi smiled and said: "This time, let's see how the young master can open your eyes."
"Ah?" Zhang Xian didn't understand what His Majesty meant by this.
"He Feng has already gone to Suzhou to recruit troops to rebuild the Suzhou Camp, and the Ministry of War is assisting him. I have sent Qin Shiyi to Ganzhou, and he will definitely go on a killing spree. The military attaches in Ganzhou will also be replaced. The Ministry of War has some plans.
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Xiao Pingsi's series of questions made Zhang Xian a little unable to answer them.
Zhang Xian said quickly: "Your Majesty, I have just taken office a few days ago..."
"I forgot..." Xiao Pingsi smiled bitterly.
Xia Song was imprisoned for investigation because of the Ganzhou incident; Li Han, the former minister of the Ministry of War, was also removed from his post and demoted to the state capital because he was implicated in the case of King Wei.
This Zhang Xian was originally the fourth-rank chief of the Ministry of War, but was suddenly promoted to the position of assistant minister. He had only been up for a few days, and he was not very familiar with the affairs of the Ministry of War. How could he answer the questions all at once?
"Then the Ministry of War should go back and think about it first. The Ministry of War will probably not be needed in this battle. The Young Division should be able to go out in the air. It is better for the Ministry of Household Affairs to take care of the logistics." Xiao Pingsi waved his hand and dismissed the two of them.