"Your son greets Imperial Father!"
Ying Ziye slightly cupped his hands and performed a greeting as a ruler.
"Ye 'er came just in time. Zhen was just about to go find you!”
Seeing him come, Ying Zheng, who was worried and melancholic, only nodded lightly.
Now that the treasury was empty, the imperial court was almost at the end of its rope.
Therefore, he wanted to find him to discuss whether the land and tax reform could be delayed for a while.
He wanted to seek his son's opinion.
"May I know why Imperial Father is looking for your son?”
Ying Ziye, who was about to report to his father, had no choice but to put down his own matters when he heard what his father said.
"With the tax reform, two out of the three taxes will be removed. The oral tax and miscellaneous taxes will be eliminated, and only the land tax will be collected!”
"The miscellaneous taxes are the income of the local government. They are the taxes that maintain the operation of the local government!”
"The taxes on the land and the people will be returned to the treasury and used by the Imperial Court!”
"Now, we only collect land tax, and the tax revenue has decreased by 80%!”
"Not only does the local government not have any income, but it also affects their operations!”
"The imperial court's treasury is also empty and has no money to use!”
"Do you think this tax reform can be delayed for a while?”
Ying Zheng explained the current difficulties and asked for his son's opinion!
After all, these reform measures were proposed by his son. Perhaps his son had some good solutions.
"That's right. The digging of the spiritual canal, the battles in the Mobei and Baiyue, and the loss of horses in the army, which one of them doesn't require money?”
"If the hooves of the horses are damaged, they will have to be eliminated. Just the warhorses alone cost more than ten million taels of gold every year!”
"And the construction of the Great Wall and the bandits in East County, which one of them doesn't need money?”
"Even the salaries of the officials of the Imperial Court have not been paid for two months!”
"If we continue to push for tax reform, where will we get the money to support the army?”
"Where did you get the money to keep the officials?"
"Without money, people's hearts will be scattered!”
"Your Highness, you have to be careful about the tax and land reform!”
As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, Wang Wan, Chunyu Yue, Li Si, and the others began to cry out their poverty, listing out the difficulties of the imperial court in detail.
They wanted Ying Ziye to give up on the reform and follow the original system.
"Just this…?"
However, to their surprise, they had already made the difficulty very serious, but this Crown Prince actually only casually spat out two words!
That nonchalant look on his face made it seem as if he did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all.
"Ninth brother, I'm afraid you don't know that the treasury only has fifty thousand gold left!”
"This bit of money is not even enough to pay the eunuchs and palace maids!”
"Now, money is needed to build the Great Wall and quell the bandits!”
"Especially the army. They urgently need to replenish their warhorses!”
"If the army is short of money, the consequences will be unimaginable!”
"If it's light, the morale of the army will be scattered, and if it's serious, it will endanger the Great Qin Empire!”
Fu Su thought that he did not realize the seriousness of the problem, so he earnestly explained the pros and cons.
"That's right! With two out of three taxes, the court's income would be reduced by 80%. The treasury, which was already unable to make ends meet, would have even less money!”
"Great Qin can't even take out seven million taels of silver…sigh!”
As the Ancestral Dragon spoke, he could not help but sigh.
A single penny couldn't defeat a hero!
Even the greatest emperor in history would be worried if he did not have money!
"What's so difficult about a mere seven million yuan?”
"Men, bring up the account books!”
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Ying Ziye waved his hand and ordered people to carry the bamboo slips up.
"Imperial Father, this is the 10,460,000 gold that your son has just received!”
"Your son has already done the accounts. The gold is outside the palace.”
Ying Ziye picked up a roll of bamboo slips and presented it to Ying Zheng.
This was the total income account book. The other bamboo slips were all detailed sources of income.
The name of the person, the address of the family, the background of the family, as well as the signature of the calligraphy and painting!
That was why he had brought out a large pile of bamboo slips that required two soldiers to carry.
"So many?"
"Ye 'er, where did you get this money from?”
Ying Zheng flipped it open and scanned it, his eyes lighting up.
Just as she was dozing off, someone brought her a pillow. This was too timely!
However, he did not understand where his son got so much money.
"Your son has recently received news that the anti-Qin forces are spreading rumors about the destruction of Qin everywhere!”
"Especially the Confucians, they are even more arrogant. Their third in charge, Zhang Liang, even incited the nobles to rebel against Qin right under your nose!”
"Therefore, I sent my troops to seal the Sage Academy of the Confucians in Xianyang and captured Zhang Liang, as well as the two leaders of the Mohist and Xiang clans!”
Ying Ziye started from the beginning and told him about the incident where he had captured Zhang Liang and the other two.
"What is it? Ninth brother, you actually captured Mr. Zhang Liang?”
"The Confucians are loyal to the Imperial Court and care about the sufferings of the people. If the Crown Prince sends troops to arrest people without permission, I'm afraid it will cause resentment among the people!”
When Fu Su and Chun Yu heard that he had sealed the Sage Academy and captured Zhang Liang of the scholarly faction, they immediately became anxious.
Before he could finish speaking, she interrupted him impatiently.
"Loyalty to the Imperial Court?"
"In this prince's opinion, they are loyal to the nobles of the world, right?”
"As for Big Brother, Ninth Brother would advise you to stay away from the scholarly faction. Be careful not to be brainwashed by them!”
Ying Ziye scolded the two of them.
"Brainwash…?"
This was the first time Fu Su had heard such a term and he was a little confused.
"It means…it means puppet!”
"In short, if big brother gets too close to the Confucians, they will instill some Confucian ideas into him and he will become their puppet!”
Ying Ziye didn't know how to explain it, so he gave a random example!
"Yes! That's right!"
The speaker was not serious, but the listener was serious!
Ying Zheng nodded in agreement.
Ever since his eldest son had come into contact with the scholarly faction, he had been filled with some pedantic ideas at such a young age.
This was also the reason why he did not like it!
When he heard Ying Ziye mentioning the name of the chaosam, he felt the same!
"Your Highness, do you have any proof that the Confucians are loyal to the nobles of the world?”
Seeing that they had changed the topic, Chunyu Yue quickly pulled them back.
Being loyal to the nobles of the world was not a light crime. It was equivalent to being disloyal to the emperor!
He was also a great scholar. If this crime was confirmed, he might also be implicated!
If it was light, his reputation would be damaged, and if it was serious, he would lose his official position and his head!
"Evidence?"
"This prince asks you, among the students accepted by the scholarly faction, are there any Humble Class disciples from poor families?”
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