Zhuge then did well, and the father-in-law and his son-in-law each played fifty big boards.

Qin Mo said: "Zhuge, okay, since you have come back to take over the household department, what do you think we should do?"

"I..."

Zhuge Sui actually didn't have a good solution, but he was definitely right to abolish the money-catching order.

"Of course I will tell your majesty." Zhuge Sui said: "Also, you are definitely not good at racing horses. You must withdraw."

"Cannot withdraw!"

Qin Mo said: "Your Majesty, since the imperial court has no money and cannot provide office expenses and salaries, and there are problems with the public money and public land, we must find another way.

This horse racing is the method I came up with. Let each yamen train the horse, then race the horse, and then place bets, so that all the people can participate.

The prevalence of our Daqian culture and the promotion of horses can not only provide people with a place to have fun, but also enrich people's lives.

Besides, without horse racing, wouldn’t there be underground casinos?”

"Absurd, you are sophistry!" Zhuge Sui said.

"Why am I quibbling? Did I steal or rob?" Qin Mo pointed at the silver on the table and said: "There are thirty thousand taels here. This is just a game, and there are only one or two thousand people here.

If I build a racecourse that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the entrance fee ranges from a few Daqian Tongbao to hundreds of Daqian Tongbao, and there are ten races a month, the admission fee can be tens of thousands in a month. Two silver coins.

In one game, excluding the exchange of money, you can earn at least 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver, which is nearly one million taels of silver in a month.

In a year, it is possible to earn several million taels of silver.

I want to say, these millions of taels of silver can't support the seventy yamen in the capital?

Can’t you afford their salaries?

We still need Gongseqian and Gongsetian, and do we need to set up a money-catching order?

Maybe there will be a surplus every year and it will be provided to the court.

As for the yamen, they no longer need to rack their brains to manage land or lend money. They have to work conscientiously every day. They have enough money and maybe even a bonus or something at the end of the year.

Isn’t this a good project?”

Zhuge Sui's eyes widened, "How many millions of taels can you earn in a year? Are you sure?"

"Do you have eyes on your butt? Is the silver on the table fake?" Qin Mo snorted.

"No, this will definitely make gambling popular." Du Jingming warned, but it was already too late. He saw that His Majesty's eyes were green.

At this time, Li Shilong said quietly: "If I really want to make millions of taels of silver a year, why should I make money-catching orders? The public money and public land can be eliminated."

But doesn’t this approach compete with the people for profit? What if someone becomes addicted?”

"It is difficult to get rid of addicted people. Such people are basically gamblers, but ordinary people don't have much money. It's okay to bet a Daqian Tongbao. The odds are not high anyway, so you can earn some pocket money for your children. .

The cap is one hundred taels of silver to prevent them from buying too much. Of course, if they let their subordinates place bets separately, this is a different matter.

But since it is the yamen that dispatches the cavalry team, for the sake of fairness, a strong supervisory department is needed to prevent fraud and manipulation of the competition.

In this way, the income from a game will be distributed according to the participation rate of the Yamen Horse Team and the game winning rate.

It cannot be divided evenly, so they must be motivated. Those who don’t work hard should get the least and let them envy them!”

I have to say that Qin Mo's proposal is very tempting.

Gongsun Wuji also secretly swallowed his saliva, millions of taels of silver were money for whatever he did, and the national tax did not even have that much money.

Qu Tuba's scalp was also numb. Is this Qin Mo's method?

I thought that Qin Mo would definitely be unlucky today, but in the blink of an eye, he came up with a project with an annual income of several million.

And it can replace Gongseqian and Gongsetian, which are problematic at first sight.

Not to mention that His Majesty cannot refuse, among the seventy yamen in the capital, who can refuse?

If Qin Mo really succeeded in doing this, all the yamen would owe him a debt of gratitude.

"Fortunately, I didn't say anything!" Qu Tuba secretly breathed a sigh of relief and praised his own wit.

Duan Lun was also moved, "So, the Sixth Department can also participate?"

"Huh? No!" Qin Mo waved his hand, "It's a waste of time to participate. I don't agree with it. You guys have joined forces to file a lawsuit and want to kill my project. How mean should I be to let you participate?

Have you forgotten how you behaved two days ago?

He looked so domineering, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Whatever you are looking at, I am talking about you, Gongsun Laogou!"

Duan Lun smiled bitterly, this bitch is too vindictive.

Gongsun Wuji yelled angrily, "Qin Xiaoxiao, don't be arrogant, your Majesty will definitely not agree!"

"It doesn't matter, then I'll go back and build my own racecourse. I won't take you to play. I'll do it myself and make my own money. That's all!"

Hearing this, Sun Zhiguo quickly took his hand and advised him earnestly: "Jingyun, don't be angry, they don't understand, I understand you, but you must take us with you to Dali Temple!"

"Yes, yes, yes, and our Taichang Temple, when I heard your notice, I responded as soon as possible!" Fu Liang was extremely anxious and looked at Gongsun Wuji, "I said Zhao Guogong, don't be a fool and don't know.

The hungry man is hungry. The Ministry of Rites has money, but Taichang Temple does not."

"We at Weiwei Temple are very poor and have difficulty making ends meet. We have finally found a good way out for our brothers. Why don't you say no?

Can we not know whether that method is good or not?"

"Your Majesty, Jingyun's method is very exquisite. Not only does it bring joy to the people, it can also make money and solve our difficulties.

At the very least, you don’t need to be accused by Nanhe County Duke of selling your official position to get a title!”

The people of Jiuqing are constantly pleading.

Some even rolled up their sleeves and started to fight.

Damn it, they are about to get rich and want to cut off their financial path with just one sentence. Who can bear it?

"Everyone, calm down, calm down, don't be blinded by the interests in front of you!" Gongsun Wuji said.

"Calm down, uncle!"

"I can't live this life anymore. I will no longer be the minister of the temple. Whoever wants to be the minister can be the one!"

"Yes, I don't deserve it either!"

Jiuqing resigned from office one after another, and even people from other yamen complained.

"I think this horse racing is quite good. It's interesting. It doesn't force people to place bets. It's also fun to watch!"

"Yeah, everyone's mouth is full of oil after eating, so you don't care whether we live or die?"

"To be honest, the common people are scolding me. Many people are forced to borrow money in order to collect interest!"

Complaints reached Li Shilong's ears, and Li Shilong realized that Gongseqian and Gongsetian, as well as the history of catching money, really could not continue.

This time it’s not the aristocratic family’s manipulation, but they really can’t stand it anymore!

He turned his eyes to Qin Mo again, "Jingyun, come here!"
Chapter completed!