Fengtian Hall, a grand court meeting.

Zhu Yunxiu sat on the throne, and sandalwood rose up, covering his face, making him look even more unpredictable.

"I have my memorial!" The first in the military officials, Xu Huizu, Duke of Wei, started to speak, "Your Majesty, because the vassal kings in various places in the border have moved the vassals and rectified the old and weak. The military rations in the northern border have been reduced to 1.6 million sq. of military rations in the budget for the North Frontier this year!"

"The military rations from Liaodong, Ningxia and Gansu were sold out when the old and weak garrisons were dismissed, and they were exhausted!"

Suddenly, all the ministers were slightly surprised.

The border troops in the Ming Dynasty were short of food, which has not been around for many years?

But at the same time, some people carefully measured in their hearts that it is impossible to lack food! In addition to the military farming of their own, the military rations allocated by the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War allocated over the amount of military rations every year. Moreover, in the past, those Qiuba had the right to exchange salt seals for merchants for grain. How could the border shortage be short of food?

"The army cannot be without food for a day!" On the throne, Zhu Yunxiu's voice was faint, "Let's raise military rations in Shandong, Henan and other places!"

"Your Majesty!" As soon as Zhu Yunyu finished speaking, Zhang Feng, Minister of Revenue, said, "The northern provinces have adjusted their reserve grain once during the flood in Huaibei this year. The official warehouses of each province have only 30% of the grain stored in the books. If the northern provinces are allowed to transport grain to the frontier, if the autumn harvest is not smooth this year, it will be easy to cause famine in the coming year!"

"Your Majesty!" Hou Yong, Minister of Personnel, also spoke, "And the northern provinces are still responsible for the expenses of labor-for-relief for the victims of Huaibei, and support hundreds of thousands of Huaibei residents and various expenses on the Xuzhou Ancient Road. It is really not appropriate to wither from the north!"

Zhu Yunxiu pretended to be pondering, "What should I do?"

"I have an idea!" Hou Yong, the Minister of Personnel, said again, "In recent years, the granaries in Jiangnan have sufficient reserves. Why not mobilize grain from Jiangnan? The granaries in Zhejiang, Huguang, Jiangxi and other places will first take water and then land to the border. Even if they are transferred, there will be some vacancies in the granaries in various southern provinces, but they will be harvested immediately and will be filled directly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone among the ministers immediately shouted, "Your Majesty, I think what Mr. Hou said is inappropriate!"

Zhu Yunxi looked over and said that the Ministry of Revenue was the director of the Ministry of Revenue.

The full name of the six departments is the six departments. Although they have little official positions, they have great power. They not only have the responsibilities of inspecting the six departments, but also supervise princes and ministers.

"Why did you say this?" Zhu Yunxi asked faintly.

"The south of the Yangtze River is more than ten thousand miles away from the border. If you transport grain from the south of the Yangtze River, not to mention how much it transports, just manpower and material resources are astronomical. People eat horses along the way, and the food they send may not be enough for the road! The northern border requires 1.6 million stones, and the southern provinces need at least double the amount to ensure that the military rations are transferred to the border!"

Long Ling said loudly, "And, the rainy season is about to enter the north, and the muddy and rugged along the way will definitely delay the deadline for transporting grain. Once it is delayed, if the border troops have no food, will it not be worth the loss?"

These words attracted many court officials to nod and agree.

Zhu Yunyu sneered in his heart. The seemingly fair words of Long Yan are actually biased.

Because he was an official from the Jiangnan group, he naturally did not want to see the southern provinces being distributed 1.6 million stones of military rations. Not only him, but almost all officials from the Jiangnan group were unwilling to do so.

They were afraid that this would become a regular rule in the future, and in addition to the annual grain taxes they should pay, they would mobilize them from the south once the border troops lacked food, and there were only a few truly wealthy provinces in the south. In the long run, the south would probably bear a heavy burden.

Moreover, with the emperor's character, such a burden will be added to the gentry and will be subject to additional expulsions on the gentry in the south.

Zhu Yunxiu pretended to be contemplative, "What if you follow your beloved?"

Long Ling said loudly, "It's better to raise money nearby!" As he said, he paused, "One of the time, it's close, and the second is the cost." Then, he sighed, "This is also a solution. I know that it's not easy for the people in the north, so I can only suffer them again!"

These words immediately attracted the glaring of officials from the north in the hall.

Zhu Yunxiu on the dragon throne did not speak, but thought with a stern face.

After a while, he spoke in a deep voice, "Although the northern provinces have used more grain and grass this year, I remember that Luoyang Dacang, Jinan Dacang, and Baoding Dacang are all full, why are you suddenly unable to continue now?"

The sound is not loud, but it is a bit roaring.

Food is the lifeblood of a country and cannot be made at all.

"Emperor!" At this time, someone suddenly spoke among the ministers, "Take Shandong as an example, in fact, the few big warehouses in Shandong in the past two years have been fewer than the 25th year of Hongwu!"

The ministers looked over in surprise and spoke at the end of the civil servants. Xu Liang, the Langguan of the Shandong Du Branch of the Ministry of Revenue, who had just been appointed for less than two days.

"Hmm?" In an instant, the emperor on the dragon throne was furious, "What's going on, please explain it clearly!"

Xu Liang bowed forward and said, "I have read the accounts of the past 25 years before Hongwu and compared them with the past two years. In Shandong, the income and expenditure of the official warehouse is very uneven, which means that the income does not cost much. Moreover, the total amount of grain entering the official warehouse every year is quite different!"

Zhu Yunxiu was furious, "Ministry of Revenue, why are you a good person? You don't report good news to me on weekdays. When there is really something wrong, they are all holes?"

"I am guilty!" Zhang Feng and others hurriedly leaned over to apologize.

"What else can you do besides apologizing?" Zhu Yunxi's roar echoed in the hall, "I want to know why the province with large grain storage can also have a deficit?"

"Long live the letter!"

When the ministers were frightened, a voice sounded.

The new Minister of Personnel, the Left Censor, and the South Study Walking Li Zhigang spoke loudly, "I know a little about this!"

"Say!" Zhu Yunxiu shook his sleeves and sat down on the dragon throne.

"Long lively, I still remember the case of the embezzlement of the land of Yan Shenggong, Qufu, Shandong in the second half of last year!" Li Zhigang said loudly.

"Yeah!" Zhu Yunxi nodded coldly, "I remember that this case was left to you for investigation!" As he said, he sighed, "I also thought that after all, I would give some face to the saints and leave room for scholars all over the world. Later, he caught up with Emperor Gao of Taizu Long Yu, so I turned this matter into small matters!"

"The emperor's kindness is kind to the world!" Li Zhigang shouted and continued to speak, "But the case of Yansheng Gong is just an isolated case. In the case of Kong's embezzlement of land, I found that many landlords in Shandong, Henan, Hebei and other places had their fields under their name on scholars with fame..."

In an instant, all the eyes in the hall looked over in one go.

Zhu Yunxiu sighed in his heart, "It's really difficult to do something!"

Not only is it difficult but it is slow to be efficient, but it also has to weigh the pros and cons of all aspects. So much so that he, as the emperor, had to direct and act like this scene by himself, which was really tiring.

"In this way, there are fewer lands for people who pay grain and taxes, while there are more lands for people who do not pay grain in the name of gentry. They are fattened, but the court suffers losses!" Li Zhigang continued, "And this trend is getting worse and worse, not only in Shandong, Hebei, Henan, and Shanxi, etc. Many poor students have become big landlords as soon as they have gained fame!"

As soon as Li Zhigang finished speaking, Long Liang said loudly, "Your Majesty, I think this wind cannot rise!"

Immediately, the Hanlin Academy and the Sixth Department of the Hanlin Academy spoke out, and officials from Jiangnan came from one after another.

"Your Majesty, tax exemption is the national favor, how can you tolerate it?

"Your Majesty, after this, I have only land in the Ming Dynasty, but no taxes!"

"The country's borers must be investigated strictly!"
Chapter completed!