Chapter 450 Autumn Harvest Taxation
The officials sitting on the side also looked at Zhu Biao curiously. To be honest, if His Royal Highness hadn't mentioned it, they would not have remembered that there was such a yamen before the beginning of spring. The presence of the Tea Horse Department in the temple is really too low.
Hubu Shangshu suddenly said: "The commander of the tea horse, Shang Benqing, is still the same age as the minister. This person has no ambitions and is just passing by, but he must not be negligent in his duties. Could it be that your highness is because of the relationship between the local tea households?" thing?"
Hu Weiyong looked at Zhu Biao and said: "It is well known that tea households are in a difficult situation, but they still have food to eat, which is much better than the lives of ordinary people in some places, not to mention that the Holy Majesty has already issued a decree of grace."
Zhu Biao shook his head and said with a smile: "You guys have misunderstood."
After that, he didn’t continue to explain anything. After all, he was not a low-ranking official, so it didn’t make sense to explain to his courtiers so diligently, and it would take a lot of time to explain things like exchanging salt and tea for silver after lifting the trade blockade against Mongolia.
What's more, the drums to inform the ministers to prepare for the morning court have already sounded. There is no time to chat about government affairs here. Zhu Biao stood up with a group of courtiers, tidied up their clothes, and then went to the court in an orderly manner. Go to Fengtian Temple.
After going through the etiquette, the emperor sat on the throne, the ministers set him up, and the crown prince was in the middle. Zhongshu participated in the political and Tu Festival and reported: "Invitation to the Holy Majesty, there are reports from Shaanxi and Gansu provinces. Now the disaster situation has eased, the relief food is sufficient, and the victims are stable. The gentry is orderly, and the ministers will follow the work-for-relief law left by His Royal Highness, and organize the young and strong victims to dig rivers, canals, plant trees, protect forests, and build post roads to wait for time..."
Tu Jie prostrated himself on the ground after reading the Shaanxi-Gansu Memorial: "Jiezi Zongyi, Sebi Guizan, hold their hands in full respect, beat their fists and sing together, all thanks to the wisdom of the Holy Majesty and Your Highness."
"The ministers and others congratulate the sage!"
The rest of the civil and military officials naturally bowed down and congratulated them. In any case, the relief of the disaster is a happy event. Only when the Holy One is happy can they be happy, otherwise this year will not be so good.
After all, the Shaanxi-Gansu corruption case is not completely over yet. If something happens again, His Highness the Crown Prince may not be able to protect them. So the current situation couldn’t be better. Hello, everyone.
Zhu Yuanzhang on the dragon chair is naturally happy. The biggest problem in the country this year is the drought in Shaanxi and Gansu. Although there are twists and turns, the final result is good enough.
And Zhu Biao was equally satisfied, not only because of the mitigation of the disaster, but also because Guo Chong, Zhang Fan, Li Jin and the others did not betray his trust. The money he left behind when he left Shaanxi and Gansu was a huge amount. It is not uncommon to be blinded by greed.
At that time, it was Zhu Biao who lost face. He personally removed hundreds of corrupt officials, but the officials he personally appointed were still corrupt officials.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and asked the kneeling officials to get up, and then ordered the Ministry of Officials to reward the officials in Huaiqing, Pingliang, Fengxiang and other prefectures, that is, to help Zhang Fan, Li Jin and others. When Zhu Biao appointed them to be in charge of the state capital, he did not pass the officials. The appointment and dismissal of the Ministry directly took over the position of the magistrate temporarily.
Now, Lao Zhu's extraordinary promotion is actually wiping Zhu Biao's ass, just for a month or two, and with Zhu Biao's background, their contribution can't be said to be great, they can only be said to be loyal, diligent and honest, and they have not disappointed.
It is an achievement that needs to be convincing, so in the next few years, Zhang Fan, Li Jin and others can only work in the local area, and most of them will not be able to go to the wealthy magistrate. This is also an unspoken rule in the officialdom. Got it.
After the Shaanxi-Gansu Zoubao, it was the Ministry of Household Zou, and autumn has been around for a while, and the grain taxes for the autumn harvest in various places have also been collected. Are they all included in the treasury of the Hubu, or collected in local granaries, or otherwise? He needs to have a charter.
This matter is still very important to each government office. The six ministers, including the military officers of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, all participated in the debate, and no one would give in. At this time, the Ministry of War and the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion are undoubtedly one family, and the momentum is the most prosperous. In addition, the north is still using troops, so it gets the biggest share.
The ministers of the Ministry of Households are talking to the generals of the ministers of the various ministries as if they are about to be cut off. They want to keep more grain and put it in the granary of the Ministry of Households for emergencies.
If you are not in charge of the family, you don’t know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive. If the household department does not fight for reason, then after these animals have squandered the food, they will ask the household department with all their teeth and claws. I hate it so much.
Zhu Yuanzhang and his son did not get involved, but watched from the sidelines, and occasionally smoothed things over. Old Zhu Neiji had just entered more than two hundred thousand taels of silver, so naturally he would no longer compete with the courtiers at this time.
The imperial government collects so much food and taxes every year. Naturally, all ministries want their own government to be richer. If they don’t fight, the low-ranking officials below will be dissatisfied.
It is precisely because of this that those civil servants who are usually virtuous and profound don’t care about their dignity, and the military generals are even more unceremonious. If they didn’t still care about the emperor and prince, they would probably be shirtless at this time.
But Zhu Biao saw that it was about the same. Although Wu Xun was the most imposing, his words were nothing compared to the old foxes who had experienced the Yuan and Ming dynasties. After a few rounds of talking, he forgot what he just said, and only cursed foul language.
As a military commander, Nan Xionghou is the most flexible in speaking on behalf of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, but the short Liba General can't speak for the Minister of the Household Department, and now his eyes are reddened by the words of the Minister of the Household Department. If Gong Changhou Guo Xingdong Pinghou Hanzheng was not pulling him, the face of the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs would have blossomed.
"Bullshit, what are you doing with the food left in your household treasury? It can't grow a few more crops. I see clearly that you gang of household bird officials want to guard and steal from you. The northern Changshuai is still defending against the Mongolian ministries. Winter needs What are you waiting for if you don’t pay the food and military salary as soon as possible?”
After Zhao Yong yelled, Hubu Shangshu glanced at him contemptuously, and waved to the servant beside him, telling him to argue with those reckless men, while he concentrated on dealing with the serious Gongbu Shangshu.
"Damn, how dare you look down on me!"
Before the servant of the household department came forward to answer the question, Chen Liang, the right minister of Zhongshu province, frowned and said to Zhao Yong: "Isn't it just a few months ago that a large amount of grain was transferred from Jiangnan! There is no war in the north, so why do we have to go to the south of the Yangtze River?" Salary?"
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(end of this chapter)