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Mo Zheng saw Wu Zheng sitting in a daze from the study room where the door was wide open, and was shocked.

Asked Song An, who was guarding the door, "What's wrong with the general?"

Song Anlu told Mo Zhinian about the general situation.

Mo Jie Nian nodded and said, "It's really hard to make the general... I'm trying to persuade him."

Song An was right when he thought about it, so he let Mo Zhinian enter the study.

"Lord, this is actually a trivial matter."

"It's not difficult to solve anything that can be solved with money."

"The treasurer still has some money, so I'll just go to the capital to compensate the people."

Wu Zheng shook his head and finally said, "It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. This is the same thing, not a matter of silver. Now in the autumn of war, bad habits and rules are not broken, and this kind of thing will happen sooner or later. I can't keep filling in this pit, right? The tax has been returned to the court. Since the kid has sat in that position, he has to think about it himself. What's the matter of transporting silver from Hangzhou Prefecture? He has to bear the charge of buying people's hearts."

Don’t be obsessed with selectively inaudible. There are really not many people in this world who dare to say that they are children today.

He also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Wu Zheng was just thinking about the problem, not being stupid.

Wu Zheng looked up at Mo Zhinian: "What's the matter with Mr. Mo?"

Mo Zhinian smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't your lord say that your Majesty has to think of a solution? He has indeed come up with a solution."

Wu Zheng was stunned, "Xiao Anzi, come and make a basin of cold water."

"Here."

Wu Zheng put his head into the basin and woke up his mind.

Then he said, "Okay, Mr. Mo said."

"The news came from the capital. His Majesty had adopted Qian Qianyi's advice and planned to get a piece of the pie from the lord's commercial tax. In addition, the money he received will be built by the Ministry of Revenue."

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "The baby is really in love."

Mo Ming said, "The angel is coming soon, so please decide on the way to deal with it."

Wu Zheng said calmly: "There is no need to deal with it. When the imperial envoy comes, Mr. Mo will act according to the will."

Mo Zhinian was stunned and said anxiously: "What the court wants is 30% profit, and it will cost at least 3 million taels a year."

Wu Zheng said: "Can you not give me anything? If you resist the order, the child will take over the punishment. He will promote my resistance to the order everywhere, and dominate the business tax that should have been the court, which has caused the national treasury to be empty, the pensions of the fallen soldiers are gone, and the salaries of civil and military officials are arrears... All charges have to be pressed on me... Forget it, just take money to buy peace."

Mo Zunian said helplessly: "But these silvers have already been put into the budget, and the lord's money needed to build a large-scale construction project in Songjiang Prefecture has been gone."

Wu Zheng said: "It's worth it if he can make the Ming Dynasty revival if it's just a few million taels of silver."

Don’t obsess with the anxiety of not being able to make a steel, “Lord, one will decline and the other will rise. If the court really gets this money and builds a money house, it will inevitably cause threats and suppression of the money house under the name of the lord. Such losses are by no means a matter of millions of taels of silver.”

Speaking of this, Wu Zheng sneered, "Old Mo really thinks that if the kid gets these millions of taels, he can change the day and create a new era? If this is true, why would the Ming Dynasty die?"

Mo Zhinian heard it for a moment and asked, "What is the lord's meaning? Your Majesty is also a lord who is in a daze?"

Wu Zheng shook his hand and said, "No, he is a wise king. Not only is he not stupid, he also thinks he has a unique scheming."

Mo Zhinian listened to Wu Zheng’s rumors and smiled bitterly.

Wu Zheng said seriously: "It's not that I'm slandering him behind my back, this is his original words. I am a man, I can't be a gentleman, but I don't want to be a villain. If he has the ability to govern the world well, I really don't want to rob him... I just want to give it to him. The world is getting bigger. As long as I drive away the Tartars, I don't believe it and I can't defeat another world."

Mo Zunnian was shocked.

"But then again, if the kid wants to repeat the past of Chongzhen, don't blame me for pulling him off the throne like he pulled Zhu Yihai."

"My lord means that the Yixing Dynasty... won't last long?"

Wu Zheng glanced at Mo Zhen, "Are Mr. Mo worried?"

"No, no, I am not worried. The lord is so talented that I have to worry about as long as I am by my side?"

Wu Zheng yelled: "Mo is always more and more able to speak."

Don’t be obsessed with laughter.

Wu Zheng said: "It is not that I have the final say in the future for the sake of the Yixing Dynasty. Of course, it is not that the kid has the final say, but that group of people in Fengtian Palace have the final say."

Mo Zhinian had a slightly crappy eyebrows. He really couldn't understand what Wu Zheng meant, "I'd like to ask my lord for advice."

Wu Zheng said: "Does there be an old cotton jacket in my hometown?"

Mo Zunnian shook his head and replied in confusion: "I never wear old coats. Now it is midsummer. After a few months, my servants will make a new coat for me. I wonder what the lord wants?"

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "It turns out that I asked the wrong person. The wealthy people of the Mo family naturally don't need to wear old jackets."

Mo Otaku was shocked and hurriedly said, "If the lord blames me for being extravagant, I will wear an old jacket from this year."

"No, Mo Lao misunderstood." Wu Zheng shook his hand and said, "I mean, a cotton jacket is worn out, but some people are reluctant to throw it away. They pick it up, tidy it up, or change the coat. It looks new, but in fact, the cotton wool filled inside has long rotten and smells stenched. But the man was complacent and even put it on his body, showing off when he saw people, saying that it was called transformation. Haha!"

Wu Zheng was very funny, and as he talked, he made himself amused.

Mo Zhinian had no smile at all. He understood. In Wu Zheng's words, Yixingchao was the torn jacket. He naturally had to be the one who was today.

Wu Zheng laughed and said, "Mr. Mo knows, why don't I like to pay attention to those people in the court?"

Mo Zhinian thought, "I think it's the lord who thinks in his heart, it's different from them...?"

Wu Zheng slowly stopped laughing and stared at Mo Zhinian and said, "Mr. Mo is wrong. He is still a bit similar. At least he can be called a fellow in expelling the Tartars and restoring the rivers and mountains. Otherwise, how could I allow these stinky cotton wool to disgust me again and again?"

"Then... I really can't think of it anymore, so I'll ask my lord for advice."

"If those people are in a prosperous era, they are also indispensable. They are proficient in literary talent, poetry, songs and essays, and praise merits, making people feel happy. This beautiful place, hey... they are icing on the cake. But in today's chaotic era, the soldiers have no knife in their hands, the people have no food in their stomachs, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the strong enemies are surrounded by them. What is the use of them?"
Chapter completed!