Qian Yiqian was silent for a moment, and then said, "The Mo family in Jiangnan and more than 50 businesses in Jiangnan, and the money shop publicly supported him. Now in Jiangnan, only Moji Bank is the largest, the most widely distributed, and the most famous. But everyone knows that the one behind Moji Bank is him... Wu Zheng."

Zhu Cilang's eyes flashed again, and he was a little excited. It was not difficult to put it bluntly. He was ready to say it, and he said excitedly, "If I issue an order to ban the acceptance of the money house, and then the court will come forward to open a new money house... In this way, the court will protect it, and the people will naturally believe it. Wouldn't it... to make the money house of the court famous all over the world? The court will no longer have any embarrassment."

Qian Yiqian was stunned when he heard this and quickly said, "Your Majesty must not."

Zhu Cilang looked at Qian Yiqian with a eyebrows and said, "What's wrong? I am the emperor. I can't open a money shop?"

Qian Yiqian smiled bitterly and said, "Because Your Majesty is the emperor, it is not possible. The four words of fighting for profit with the people alone are enough to make Your Majesty criticized by the world. Moreover, if you ban the acceptance of money houses, your Majesty will offend countless money houses in Jiangnan. Who can open money houses, who do not have one or two noble families behind them... However, it is still feasible to open privately or by the Ministry of Revenue. It is just...?"

Zhu Cixuan had some hope, but when he heard that he could open it, it was finally good, "Just what?"

"Your Majesty, the first capital you need to open a money house is a large amount. With today's surplus of the Ministry of Revenue, I'm afraid it won't work."

Zhu Cilang paced back and forth for a few steps, and then said, "Go to the town and the two Dukes of Xing to ask for commercial taxes. Just say my decree. The court should account for 40% of the ten palaces... Well, 30% of them, I am not an unreasonable person. With this 30% as the principal, the Ministry of Revenue can open a money house."

Qian Yiqian was overjoyed and said, "I will obey Your Majesty's will!"

....

The first civil unrest in the Yixing Dynasty was quelled quickly.

Thanks to the monarch and ministers of Yixing Dynasty, he hated corruption and the unity of the whole country.

Therefore, shortly after the new king ascended the throne, the court ordered the Ming and Qing dynasties to be ordered, and there would definitely be no corrupt officials in the capital.

Then, the pensions for the fallen soldiers will naturally not be reduced.

The reason for such a tragedy was that the court really couldn't afford more money, because the court only collected agricultural taxes, and wars continued, and national treasury was tightened.

But the benevolent and righteous and frugal Emperor did not lose the pensions of the fallen soldiers because of this. As long as the court is a little more abundant, it will definitely make up for the pensions.

As for the six and seven families who are rich and unkind and force loyal and good people, they will naturally be severely cracked down on them.

The imperial court quickly sent troops to arrest and confiscate the house.

The speed of movement was amazing. Within one day, arrest, interrogation, house search, and execution were proved by twenty-one bloody heads, the emperor's wiseness and the integrity of all officials in the court.

The Jingzhao Yin Wu Chengye who had just taken office was indeed unlucky. He probably had all his bad luck in his life, and he would be dismissed from office and would never be hired.

The people of Yingtian Prefecture were delighted, and they celebrated that they had finally had a king who was willing to take control of the people.

They celebrated that the rejuvenation of the Ming Dynasty was not far away, and as the people under the feet of the emperor, they were honored.

....

The midnight period has been knocked on.

All the people of Yingtian Prefecture have fallen asleep.

At the western end of Chang'an Street, the mansion of the current Taifu.

Inner courtyard, study room.

Qian Sule sat at the desk, picked up the pen several times, and then put it down.

He looked up, his face was as dark as the sky. He looked at the moon outside the window and said to himself, "I, are you wrong?"

People like Qian Sule are very important for right or wrong.

It is so important that you can die because of the right thing.

Is it wrong? Qian Sule has asked herself in the study room tonight, but there is still no answer.

There is nothing wrong with being loyal to the king's affairs.

It is nothing wrong to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

It is not wrong to support the prince who is closer to the bloodline of the descendants of Huizong as the emperor.

But what happened today made Qian Sule feel that something was wrong...

This shouldn't have been the case.

The emperor was frugal and diligent in his work and loved the people as much as his son, and was a rare wise ruler.

Compared to that scoundrel who is extremely scoundrel, it is a world of difference.

Although the servant Chen Zilong acted a little extreme, he could not doubt his intention to serve the country and the people.

Why?

Why did that kid easily do good things, but the court tried his best to this extent?

Qian Sule didn't know how Wu Zheng would deal with this matter, but he was sure that if Wu Zheng had no choice, he would never have ended the matter so easily.

Because Qian Sule knew Wu Zheng very well, he had known Wu Zheng from Shaoxing Prefecture, and even spent a lot of energy to study Wu Zheng.

Qian Sule knew that if it were Wu Zheng, Wu Zheng would kill people, but it would not only be the twenty-one evil wealthy people, but many people.

In this way, I am actually correct. Isn’t it a good thing to kill less?

Isn’t it what officials dream of easily quelling civil unrest?

The capital is in chaos and it is useless to anyone.

Isn't it?

But Qian Sule couldn't convince his heart. If he could convince him, he would rather close his head, even if he stabbed his chest with a sharp blade, so that this restless heart would no longer beating, no longer have random thoughts.

Why?

In fact, Qian Sule knew why.

There were hundreds of people in Fengtian Hall, and I was afraid that the emperor was the only one who was above the emperor, and he didn't know why, so the emperor was angry, roaring, and asking why.

Everyone in the hall knew why, but they chose not to say it, so no one knew why.

You can never wake up someone who pretends to be asleep!

But Qian Sule is different. From the moment when the family was destroyed, Qian Sule didn't want to be a person who pretended to be asleep. So even though he knew why, he was still constantly asking himself why. Why?

This kind of torment can destroy a strong heart.

I was obviously doing the right thing, but my younger brother and only son left me.

It is too ironic that they would rather follow a rogue boy than stay with their father, the grand tutor of the dynasty.

Why?

Qian Sule laughed, with sadness, anger, pain and a hint of indescribable regret.

People are not afraid of doing wrong things.

I am afraid of getting a wrong result with the right mind and the right way.

In this way, every self-question will be heart-wrenching.

Qian Sule seemed to have seen the Wanli, Tianqi, and Chongzhen dynasties.

Qian Sule finally picked up his pen and wrote a letter to his younger brother and son. The letter simply talked about his life in the capital today, and said that under the leadership of the emperor's wise, the court quickly calmed down the situation, talked about the cheers of the people and their support for the current emperor.

Qian Sule's tone in his letter was very calm, so calm that he could no longer be calm, as if he was stating a fact.

Although, even Qian Sule himself felt that this was not true.
Chapter completed!