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Chapter five hundred and sixty fifth for the country

Regarding the "Shaosheng New Policy", it is not just a contradiction between the "New Party" and the "Old Party".

Contradictions are everywhere.

The "New Party" and the "Old Party" are using various methods and occasions to bridge differences, and Zhao Xu also needs to make various comforts and stabilize people's hearts.

As a financial management expert in the Song Dynasty, Wu Juhou, the Minister of Revenue, now holds the "Transportation Department" in his hand.

The "Transportation Department" has always been the idea of ​​abolishing and replacing it with a regular transportation agency and does not involve the government affairs.

In the past, as a bridge connecting the local government and the court, the power of the Transport Department was rapidly expanded, and it became an imperial envoy and overtaken the local government.

Inside the arched hall.

Wu Juhou seemed honest and sat on a chair, leaned sideways, and said, "The government, even if there is no tax cut, the tax revenue of the court has been decreasing. Even if the court has significantly abolished redundant officials and soldiers, the pensions that need to be paid are increasing, and it will take at least two or three years to take effect. The court is constantly expanding its expenditures. As one goes up and down, the treasury is becoming more and more embarrassing and really can't afford it. Even if it eats the food in the first place, it is not a solution..."

Zhao Xu seemed not to hear it, saying, "The Political Affairs Hall has been trying to find a way to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. I asked you to come today to talk about the Royal Pin Number. In this way, the interest rate of the Royal Pin Number loan to the Ministry of Revenue will be reduced by half, and the total amount will be extended to 50 million guan. This is almost the same, it is the old capital of my inner treasury."

Wu Juhou was shocked, stood up quickly, raised his hand, and said in fear: "Officials, there is no need, this one is your inner warehouse..."

Zhao Xu waved his hand, interrupted him, and said, "The money in the inner treasury is also the tax of the people. I am hiding it, and I cannot be in the Song Dynasty for thousands of years. Let's do that. I came to you, except to talk about this matter, and it is the handling of the Transport Department. How much debate is there on the court about this? What do you think?"

Wu Juhou was deeply shocked by Zhao Xu's "50 million guan". He calmed down for a while before answering the conversation, and said slowly: "Officials and ministers tend to convert the Transportation Department into a relatively pure Transportation Agency, and have nothing to do with the local government. However, some ministers in the court hoped to use the Transportation Department to suppress the local government and do something excessive. It seems that nothing wrong."

Zhao Xu nodded and said, "All the ministers and workers are old and conspiring for the country and arguing about state affairs. I do not object to it, and there is no right or wrong. I want to find a way to calm the dispute, solve the problem, and move forward steadily, rather than stopping at the argument. No one knows the Transportation Department in the past, and what you say is the most convincing. I ask you, what you think? Don't be foolish and say what you think."

Wu Juhou and Zhang Dun have a close relationship, and now they try their best to break free from the party struggles and do something practical.

But these ideas seem a bit unrealistic.

Wu Juhou's honest face wrinkled in a ball. He hesitated for a long time and could only say: "Officials and ministers tend to directly turn to purely transport the yamen. If they continue to delay and involve local governments, it is difficult to say the pros and cons of the "new policy". It is better to just focus on and promote the implementation of local systems."

When Zhao Xu saw him say this, he was thinking in his heart.

The Transport Department is actually very important to the Song Dynasty. Most of the local money and grain rely on the Transport Department. Sudden reduction of power is not only a power vacuum in the local area, but also very likely to have problems in finance.

Zhao Xu thought for a while and suddenly said, "The Transport Department must be divided into two parts. The tax collection power must be transferred to the local government, or a new tax yamen is established. The transfer is still affiliated with the Ministry of Revenue, or a special canal transportation yamen is established. The royal bill number must continue to promote development. If it develops, not only the grain can save a considerable portion of the transportation. Copper coins can also be more convenient."

The transportation of the Song Dynasty was more difficult than that of later generations. Theoretically, the shipping technology and river channels were similar. The problem was that the main currency of the Song Dynasty was copper coins, which was more than 20 kilograms of copper coins, which was equivalent to more than 20 kilograms of silver. The coming and going of tens of millions of copper coins every year was no less lighter than food.

Wu Juhou naturally knew it, but he had always been worried about Jiaozi.

Not to mention whether Jiaozi will be worthless again after the throne changes, just say that according to the current court, one day the "New Party" will be wiped out again. If the royal ticket number is abolished overnight, it will be a huge disaster!

Zhao Xu could see from his expression, his eyes became sharp, and he said, "The Ministry of Revenue must fully support the work of the Royal Piao Number!"

Wu Juhou's expression frightened and hurriedly said, "I will receive the order!"

Zhao Xu was quiet for a while before saying, "I have told you everything I should say. In a few days, I will go out to Beijing for inspection, and you can go with me."

"I received the order." Wu Juhou raised his hand again.

"Go to meet the grand grandfather." Zhao Xu said.

"Yes." Wu Juhou responded and withdrew from the Chuigong Hall.

Zhao Xu picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, watched him leave, then shook his head and said to himself: "Why are there no treacherous ministers around me who observe the words and expressions?"

Zhao Xu was a little envious. There were many "good ministers" around the emperors of all dynasties who were observing their expressions. As long as the emperor blinked his eyes, he could know his feelings and then do it properly, making the emperor very happy and comfortable.

Chenpi stood aside. At this time, Yang Jian broke the cup of tea and walked in carefully.

He was nearly two rounds bigger than tangerine peel, and his steps were as light as a cat. He put the new tea to Zhao Xu's hand, picked up another tea cup and wanted to retreat.

Zhao Xu glanced at me and suddenly said, "Yang Jian, I heard that you have taken away a lot of godsons recently?"

Yang Jian was startled, quickly put down the teacup, bowed, and said, "Go back to the official house, yes, have you collected a few."

Zhao Xu waved his hand and waved him back.

Yang Jian was trembling in his heart and did not dare to ask more questions. He quickly picked up the plate and carefully retreated.

Chenpi glanced at Yang Jian, her eyes becoming colder.

Yang Jian's small actions were all in his eyes.

In secret, he formed gangs and quietly expanded his power in the palace. On the surface, he tried his best to please the officials and the concubines in the palace, and was ambitious!

As for Yang Jian's corruption and bribery and various deductions, Chen Pi has a credit in his heart.

Zhao Xu seemed to have just said something casually and continued to deal with his government affairs.

Yang Jian withdrew from the Chugong Hall, with cold sweat on his head.

He knew the methods of the young official. After several cleanings in the palace, he didn't know how many people died, and how many people disappeared silently!

‘What the hell is going wrong?’

Yang Jian has been in the palace for decades, so he is naturally not stupid. He will not understand, and the official will not really talk nonsense to him.

But he didn't know what was wrong.

In the palace, it is very normal to accept an apprentice, and it is okay to collect a few more.

So, what went wrong?

Yang Jian was uneasy and quickly left, ready to go to discuss with someone.

At this moment, Wu Juhou came to the Qingtiaofang and was talking about his conversation with Zhang Dun and Cai Bian just now.

Cai Bian sighed a little and said, "The official family is the official family after all."

There are 50 million guan, and there are not so many internal warehouses, which should be the highest point of the business income of the Royal Bank account.
Chapter completed!
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