"Okay, you are all rare heroes in the world. Don't always look at those women."

Xu Shiyang clapped his hands and signaled Jin Ming and other Korean envoys to stand up and end the topic of prisoners.

"Although we liberated Liao Chen, the war has not been completed."

Xu Shiyang said:

"There are still Wanyan Zonggan in northern Liaoning. Wanyan Zongwang's nearly 20,000 Tartar soldiers. Only by destroying them can Liaodong achieve peace. So, next, you must continue to work hard and strive to eliminate the remaining Tartar troops in the shortest time. Remember not to let the tiger return to the mountain!"

"yes!"

With a loud bang, all the generals of Qi stood attentive from the chair, and dozens of heels knocked on their heels, bang!

...

The conference season at the end of the fifth and early sixth year of Longdao was not going smoothly due to the urgency of war.

The income from last year has been calculated, including traditional agricultural tax, salt tax, customs tariffs, the remittance of profits from state-owned factories, VAT income tax stamp duty for private and joint factories, mining income, sea trade income, etc., and the actual fiscal revenue is equivalent to 63.5 million shi (6.35 billion jin).

The capital that banks absorb deposits, sales of domestic and foreign debts, and investments of Jiangnan families in Jiangbei industries, etc., are not included in fiscal revenue, is equivalent to 55 million shi.

The income is growing very fast, but the investment absorbed will have to be paid back in the future, and will also be accompanied by interest.

Moreover, a headache is that the expenditure part of last year is not accurately calculated yet.

Because the Liaochen battle has not yet ended, the mobilization of hundreds of thousands of troops across the country and the operations of more than 200,000 wars on the front line are an astonishing number every day.

If this battle is not over, it will not be correct no matter how the expenditure is calculated.

What is known is that in addition to the final specially organized war expenses, the actual expenditure of various departments in Qi State in the fifth year of Longdao was 87 million stones (including the part of the funds that were invested in reproduction), and the fiscal surplus was 31.5 million stones.

But if the special war costs are calculated, this year it is determined to swallow up part of the previous political surplus.

Fortunately, everyone has come from the miserable day ten years ago, and everyone knows the significance of this war to everyone, so no one has any objection to the military's war budget.

But everyone is waiting, waiting for the outcome of the war.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the sixth year of Longdao, a fast horse ran into Quancheng.

The soldiers guarding the gate originally wanted to stop him, but the knight kept shouting in a hoarse voice:

"Our army liberated Liao Shen, and the pseudo-Tartar emperor surrendered! We won!"

"Our army liberated Liao Shen, and the pseudo-Tartar emperor surrendered! We won!"

"Our army liberated Liao Shen, and the pseudo-Tartar emperor surrendered! We won!"

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After a brief calm, everyone who heard the news cheered in unison, some people couldn't wait to lit up firecrackers, and the streets were filled with people singing and dancing.

The sound spread from outside the city to the city, and from various neighbors to Schonbrunn Palace.

Xu Muhe, the King of Qi, who was holding a six-year work plan meeting at the Qinzheng Hall of Schonbrunn Palace, heard the sound on the street and looked up in confusion. The originally nervous and orderly participants began to mutter something in a low voice. Everyone whispered and guessed what the sudden cheers outside meant.

Actually, there is no need to guess. Everyone knows why the people are so cheering at this time.

King Qi threw down the pen in his hand, pushed open the table, and quickly walked towards the gate of Qinzheng Hall. He stood there, listening with his ears on his face.

"Our army liberated Liao Shen, and the pseudo-Tartar emperor surrendered! We won!"

A vague sound floated from afar, and then the cheers of the people louder voices.

The sound waves rushed towards each other like a tsunami. At this moment, even the cold air in the twelfth lunar month became hot.

It seemed as if the entire spring city, no, the whole world was boiling at this moment.

Now you can determine what is going on.

Xu Muhe took a deep breath and pressed the laughter that had reached his mouth back into his stomach.

‘Pay attention to image and pay attention to image.’

King Qi reminded himself crazily, but the corners of his mouth still irresistibly raised, and they were almost grinning at the base of his ears.

After a long time, Xu Muhe turned back to his seat and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "The guys won."

"Woo ha!!!"

The sudden cheer almost overturned the roof of Qinzheng Hall, but the King of Qi was not angry because he almost cheered with him.

"Long live!"

"Long live the King of Qi!"

Someone shouted Xu Muhe’s favorite slogan at the moment, and of course he was a little regretful, because everyone was not shouting long live the emperor.

However, I think it's not too far from hearing this slogan?

Xu Muhe proudly imagined a bright future while enjoying the respect of others.

The atmosphere at the scene was like this, so of course the meeting could not go on smoothly. Everyone was cheering and waiting.

After a while, the knight of Lubufeijie finally entered the Qinzheng Hall. He dismounted at the main entrance of Schonbrunn Palace, and then ran to the gate of Qinzheng Hall as fast as possible. He stood there and shouted:

"Your Highness! Our army liberates Liao Shen, and the pseudo-Tartar emperor surrenders! We are victorious!"

"Long live!"

"I congratulate you!"

The officials in the Qinzheng Hall fell to their knees, just like they were worshiping the real emperor.

Xu Muhe waved his hand with a smile: "Okay, come here, arrange for this warrior to go down and rest and reward him with a hundred stone of food coupon."

"Thank you Your Highness to reward you! Long live Your Highness King Qi!!!"

"Everyone." After Lubufeijie's messenger went to rest, Xu Muhe pretended to behave and said to the officials at the meeting: "I've been happy and happy. Our work has not been finished yet. Let's continue to hold the meeting."

"Affect the order!" Everyone bowed and accepted the order together.

Some people thought to themselves: "It is worthy of being His Highness, the ability to remain calm in honor and disgrace is really not something that ordinary people can do."

In fact, Xu Muhe was even more excited than everyone present, so that his hands holding the pen began to tremble slightly.

"Where did you say just now?" King Qi asked in a calm voice as he could: "Population problem is it? How many people are planned to increase this year?"

"Report to Your Highness." An official from the Ministry of Revenue stood up and replied: "The original plan of the Ministry of Revenue was to increase the population above the civilian population to 4 million by the end of this year, 500,000 common people and 500,000 slaves."

"But we can't count this number when we recover Liaodong. The new plan has to wait until the existing demographic statistics in Liaodong are released before making a decision."
Chapter completed!