Chapter 137: How much money is withered

Yun Zhao sat in the study and looked quietly at the documents sent by the Supervision Department.

Li Guocheng was standing beside him, constantly calculating what was happening.

Every time I read these special documents, Yun Zhao's study room would be strictly sealed by the guards.

After spending a whole morning, Yun Zhao finally finished reading the documents and said to Li Guocheng: "How many?"

Li Guocheng Road: "The statistics list is 18,726."

Yun Zhao pinched the bridge of his nose and said tiredly: "How many are there?"

Li Guocheng Road: "Ninety-Five Twenty-Two people."

“How many people have left this list under supervision over the years?”

Li Guocheng looked through the records and whispered: "Three thousand one hundred and fifty-five people."

Yun Zhao sighed and said, "The function of education is insufficient."

Li Guocheng said: "Your Majesty, if all these people go to Yaozhou, there will be a big mess."

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "There will be no big trouble. They cannot accept the rule of the Lantian Dynasty. Under our rule, they feel that they are living a life worse than death. Since they can't accept it, they can't kill them all, so it's good to let them have a way out."

Li Guocheng whispered: "Zhu Ming has perished."

Yun Zhao chuckled and said, "They need a real emperor, an emperor who can hold the heavenly constitution and supreme emperor, an emperor who can worship them, and an emperor whose strategy meets their expectations.

As for the emperor's surname is Zhu or Yun, they don't care.

There must be no emperor in their lives!

Without the emperor, their spirit will have no support. Without the emperor, they will not even know how to continue to live.

Since that's the case, I'll give them an emperor."

"Your Majesty is kind."

Li Guocheng bowed slightly to show respect.

As the leader of Yushan Academy, Li Guocheng naturally knew the emperor's painstaking efforts to do this.

Since the founding of the Lantian Dynasty, it has not carried out large-scale cleaning activities.

Basically, he maintained a kind attitude towards others.

Under this attitude, although the Ming Dynasty retained its vitality well, it also retained some very bad things while retaining good things.

Yun Zhao originally thought that as the living standards of the people in the Ming Dynasty improved, everyone would forget the misfortunes in the past and the dynasty that had already died.

He did not expect that some people were indeed like this, forgetting the Zhuming Dynasty, but some people missed the passing dynasty even more while eating and drinking.

This is a problem of insufficient greed. They want to gain superior power while eating and drinking, rather than mixing with those illiterate people to discuss national affairs.

If only a small number of people think this way, Yun Zhao will let it go or take action. Unfortunately, the eight-legged essay in the Ming Dynasty has been working in the nearly three hundred years, and there are too many such people who have raised.

Killing cannot kill, it is useless and has many disadvantages.

After careful consideration, Yun Zhao felt that seeking kindness should be given to them a chance to display their talents...

The Ming Dynasty was thriving, and weeds and seedlings could not grow wildly together. This is a truth that farmers can understand.

Yun Zhao thought more.

The privileged class has never disappeared since ancient times. The old privileged class has been defeated. Immediately, the new privileged class will quickly fill its positions, rebel, and uprising, just like storms, after which, the vegetation is lush.

Since the old privileged class was about to be eliminated, Yun Zhao felt that he might as well do the two things together...

The new privileged class can leave the Ming Dynasty with their spoils and go to the sea to continue to expand their ambitions. With the help of their ambitions that have not yet disappeared, it is just right that they can set up martial arts for the Ming Dynasty.

This is definitely a good deal!

After handling the political affairs, Yun Zhao returned to the back house.

Qian Duoduo without money is like a leaking ball.

There was a veil on my forehead, humming under the sun, listening to the sound, as if it was very painful.

"The money is used to support your son. There is no need to be so painful, right?"

Yun Zhao sat next to Qian Duoduo, holding her hand and smiling.

"I know."

"I know why you are still so sad?"

"I don't know either. I just couldn't breathe when I saw them open the treasure house and take all the money away."

"It's time to make money, so how can you earn more?"

"I see."

"Then don't be sad. Let's prepare it and we're going to have supper. I heard that the chef made glutinous rice chicken today, which is your favorite thing to eat."

"Oh, I know!"

The money without money is like a flower without water nourishment, wilted and angry.

While the three of them were having dinner together, Qian Duoduo's big eyes kept staring at Feng Ying. Feng Ying ignored him and had a meal slowly with Yun Zhao.

"Divid me half of your money."

Qian Duoduo suddenly told Feng Ying.

Yun Zhao thought Feng Ying would disagree with such a ridiculous request.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ying immediately took a key from his waist and handed it to Qian Duoduo, saying, "Not much, but it's all yours."

Qian Duoduo quickly took the key, and his appetite seemed to be growing all of a sudden, and he ate very sweetly.

When going to bed at night, Yun Zhao looked at Feng Ying, who was sitting in front of the dressing mirror and took off his makeup and smiled: "Why are you so generous today?"

Feng Ying turned around and looked at Yun Zhao and said, "Is it that in your eyes that I am a wealthy slave?"

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "If you change to someone else, you may be generous. You seem to be very merciful to Duoduo."

Feng Ying said: "Duoduo can't hold on anymore."

Yun Zhao sighed slightly and said, "The expenses on the road from the first batch of 160,000 people just from the Ming Dynasty to Yaozhou are not a small number."

Feng Ying came to Yun Zhao and sat down and whispered: "Is it worth it? The immigration of 160,000 people is no different from the expedition of 160,000 people."

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "You can't delay it. If you delay it for a long time, we will not have the courage to do such things again. In this way, plans will always be plans and there will never be a possibility of success.

Now it is the easiest and cheapest time. If you do it later, it will consume more.”

"I don't care about the old literati leaving the Ming Dynasty and going far away from Yaozhou. I'm worried that when generals like Li Dingguo also began to go overseas, would they weaken the local power of the Ming Dynasty?"

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "No, the biggest advantage of the Lantian Dynasty is that the main officials are younger, but our biggest disadvantage is that the main officials are younger.

As soon as we started, the official class became rigid, which was not good.”

"Can you solve this problem by exporting officials to overseas?"

"No, I can only relieve it. Under the current circumstances, there are always some people who will be buried and will be wiped out by reality little by little.

This is a necessary price in the process of national development.

Only some people cannot hold their positions, some horses are humiliated by the hands of slaves and die in the stables. This is the normal appearance of a country, which shows that the country's politics is stable and talent is overwhelming. Only in this way can there be motivation to move forward."

Feng Ying sighed and leaned into Yun Zhao's arms and said, "It's so cruel."

Yun Zhao's hand naturally fell on Feng Ying's plump body, and buried his head in Feng Ying's neck and murmured: "It's cruel to fall on his head, but it's beneficial to look at it in a big situation... Did you use rose essential oil today?"

"Yes, Duoduo said it is very useful, and you like it too."

"Nothing nonsense, I just like your body simply and have nothing to do with essential oils."

"Oh, put the door on top and be careful of Yunchun. Yunhua ran in on the pretext..."

Yun Zhao closed the door... Yun Chun, Yunhua suddenly remembered that the young master's pajamas should be changed, but he pushed the door open. He heard Feng Ying's silence moans, and left with resentment.

After getting some of Feng Ying’s private savings, Duoduo looks much better.

At least, I still have the mood to water the jasmine flowers in the early morning.

The jasmine in the greenhouse had already bloomed with stark yellow flowers, and the air was filled with a rich fragrance.

The jasmine flowers were raised by Feng Ying, so when Feng Ying came in and prepared to water the flowers, Qian Duoduo had already helped her water.

Qian Duoduo sniffed on Feng Ying and said, "The smell of such a strong flower can't cover up the smell of the vixen on your body."

Feng Ying looked at Qian Duoduo, who was ready for the beating, and said, "Why don't you know you will be beaten?"

Qian Duoduo said: "Depending on how anxious you are, you can't even change your underwear, so you close the door, Hu Tian and Hu Di, Feng Ying, why didn't I find you so anxious before?

Be careful, your husband is not yours alone.”

Feng Ying did not beat Qian Duoduo after all, and Qian Duoduo couldn't help but sigh and said, "It seems that you really have no money."

Feng Ying nodded.

"You only have one,360,000 silver dollars, you are really a poor man."

"I was originally going to have a grand wedding for A Zhang. Now I've given it to you, and I'm going to start over."

"Since both of us have become poor people, I want to go back to Yushan and spend time with my mother."

Feng Ying frowned immediately after hearing this, and said angrily: "You even care about the money in your mother's hands? Let me tell you that the money in your mother's hands belongs to Yun's family, not to us. You must distinguish this."

"Anyway, my mother won't need it for a while. We will use it for us and I'll give it back to my mother in the future."

"Do you believe this?"

"I believe, I've written to my mother."

Feng Ying looked at Qian Duoduo for a while, and finally took Qian Duoduo into her arms and whispered: "Just because she felt uncomfortable doing this, I want to find a beat from me so that my guilt can be weakened a little?"

Qian Duoduo gave Feng Ying a blank, pushed her hands away, threw the kettle to Feng Ying, twisted her waist and left.
Chapter completed!