Ming Dynasty: Starting from inheriting the legacy of Apocalypse

Chapter 232

Bi Ziyan was very worried in his heart, he didn't dare to ask the Son of Heaven.

If the Son of Heaven is not happy, his life will not be easy.

Especially the prestige of the Son of Heaven is too high now, and those so-called celebrities and clear streams are not popular with the common people.

Seeing Wang Chengen coming out of the Jinling Palace, Bi Ziyan, who had been waiting for Wang Chengen's reply, hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Prince, is the result out?"

Wang Chengen looked at this old man, and still respected this strict self-interested Master Bi in his heart.

"Master Bi, congratulations, Your Majesty has approved it, guess how much the household can be divided?"

Wang Chengen looked at Bi Ziyan playfully, and also wanted to tease this old guy.

In the past two months, he has been stared at by Bi Ziyan a lot, and he is annoyed to death.

But if he wants to get rid of himself, he feels unbearable.

This old man didn't get the money into his own pocket, but for the country.

However, the reason why Wang Chengen annoyed him was that Bi Ziyan had to go through the trial every day before he could rest assured.

It's too strict, this is not to believe in his Lao Wang's character.

This old guy is too principled, and it makes him uncomfortable.

"Prince, how much silver is it, I'm in a hurry!"

Bi Ziyan was really excited, and he was both apprehensive and excited.

In his heart, the Son of Heaven is a saint of the world, a master of great talent, and it is impossible to be the neck of the Kahu Department.

After all, promoting industrial construction is a reform plan led by the Son of Heaven himself, and it is impossible for the Son of Heaven to slap himself in the face.

"Guess what!"

"Two hundred million..."

In his mind, he also felt that this amount was already good, and he did not need this amount of money for the household this year.

Next year's tax revenue will be more, and 200 million is the price in his heart.

Wang Chengen shook his head and said, "Wrong, guess again!"

"Two and a half million!"

"Less!"

"Is it 300 million?"

Bi Ziyan was excited, if it was 300 million, he would be able to live a quiet life next year and the year after, and he would not be annoyed by the people in the cabinet and the military aircraft department.

"Well, you're still wrong. "

Wang Chengen looked at Bi Ziyan proudly and said, "You, you still don't understand Your Majesty's character. 、

His Majesty said that the household department can take 500 million of the silver in the south.~. "

"What... Five...... 100 million ???"

Bi Ziyan didn't expect such a terrifying amount, and he was too excited to pass out.

Wang Chengen wanted to tease again, but when he saw Bi Ziyan fainting to death, he was half scared to death.

If he kills Bi Ziyan, the head of the household, his sin will be great.

Immediately instructed the officials around him: "Hurry up and call the imperial doctor to save Lord Bi..."

"Lord Bi, Lord Bi..."

Wang Chengen shouted, and at the same time probed Bi Ziyan's snort with his hand, and found that there was still breath, and his hanging heart fell.

"I said how good you are, you can't afford to make this joke, and I fainted all of a sudden. "

After the imperial doctor in the palace came, he gave Bi Ziyan a few injections, and Bi Ziyan woke up.

The imperial doctor smiled: "Master Bi was too tired, and then he was excited to transition, his heartbeat accelerated, and he fainted after cerebral ischemia." "

"Imperial Doctor, is there really nothing wrong with your body?"

"No, this official is not a quack, and he can make a mistake in judging even this little thing. "

At present, as the imperial doctor of the Ming Empire, the highest is a product, and his status is not lost to those important ministers in the court.

This was also a major highlight of the Son of Heaven's reform, which elevated the status of craftsmen and doctors.

So in the face of Wang Chengen, the director of the Imperial Hospital did not instigate Wang Chengen.

Wang Chengen looked at Bi Ziyan and opened his eyes, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Bi, why are you so excited!" (If you read a violent novel, you can go to Feilu Novel Network!)

You are also a member of the first rank, the secretary of the household department and the auxiliary minister of the cabinet..."

Bi Ziyan laughed and said, "Your Majesty, this official will not worry about silver in two years." "

Although he fainted from excitement, he didn't care at all.

That's 500 million taels of silver, and the treasury of the heyday of all dynasties is a small scum compared to his current treasury.

Can he be upset?

At the height of the Ming Empire, the silver in the treasury was only 60 million taels.

In other periods, the number of dynasties did not exceed 80 million taels of silver!

But the treasury silver under his control is as high as 500 million taels of silver, what does this mean, it shows that the Ming Empire is awesome, and his household book is not a waste of firewood.

In his heart, he admired His Majesty's courage, which was the Holy Lord in his heart.

It's a mistake to shoot too widely, and it's 500 million as soon as you open your mouth!

Now he really believes what the people outside say, the Son of Heaven really doesn't care about silver, and treats money like dung.

The Son of Heaven is the true First Saint of the Empire!

The director of the Tai Hospital was also surprised, the number of 500 million, the Son of Heaven's hand is too big.

"Taken from the people and for the people, this is the real Ming Jun, not the bragging of the Holy Monarch, the real Emperor of the World. "

The director of the Tai Hospital also admired it in his heart!

Bi Ziyan immediately bowed down to the palace and said: "The minister Bi Ziyan has thanked Your Majesty, and the minister will definitely use him for industry and infrastructure, and will not waste a penny of silver." "

After that, he immediately pulled Wang Chengen and said: "Prince, hurry up and make a note and get the deposit slip, so that the old man can be sure." "

Wang Chengen smiled bitterly: "Hey, people who don't know still think you're a money fan."

The certificate of deposit is already ready, and you can withdraw it directly from the Imperial Royal Bank when you go back. "

Bi Ziyan said excitedly: "The official will stay here with you, and you hate the official too!"

Just go, don't delay at all.

In fact, Bi Ziyan is still very anxious in his heart, it has been two months since he came out, and if he doesn't look at those officials in the household department, he will not be sure.

Now that he has got the spoiled silver, he is still faintly grateful to these gentry in the south.

If it weren't for the death of these rebellious ministers and thieves, the empire would not have had ten years to get this silver, but I am afraid that it might not have reached such a amount.

Although he was confident in the Empire's future tax revenues, he underestimated the achievements of the Empire's industrial construction.

Now that the north has entered a period of large-scale industrial construction, and the light industry in the south is also under construction, how can there be only this bit of silver?

"This is the Empire's Household Shangshu, it's too realistic, my father has done such a great favor, and he didn't even invite a meal and left. "

The director of Tai Hospital said with a smile: "After returning to Beijing, he will definitely invite the prince (Wang Haozhao), if it is not for this silver, I am afraid that he will feel long after staying in the south for more than ten days." "

Bi Ziyan's reputation as an iron rooster has spread among a group of Beijing officials!

A guy who dares to say no to the head of the cabinet has to settle a few taels of silver.

Wang Chengen said with a smile: "It's a good thing to have such a person manage the empire's money bags, so as not to be used indiscriminately by many reckless officials in the empire." "

After that, Wang Chengen said again: "Let's go, my father-in-law is also happy today, and he has finally gotten out of his busy affairs, I invite you to have a drink!"

"Is it the Maharaja's mansion or is it outside?"

"Of course it's my father's mansion, there is Lingmi!"

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Although he is the director of the Tai Hospital, he does not have enough spiritual rice every year, and there is still a litter of wolf cubs at home waiting for him to blow more spiritual rice.

Therefore, if he can fight the autumn wind from Wang Chengen, he will not refuse.

Today, the son doesn't care about moving among the courtiers!

So it's very normal for colleagues to move around each other in the Empire.