"May I ask Marquis Aslan, what are the royal family's expenses?"
Vlada would not continue to ask questions stupidly, but instead became concerned about the little emperor's future living expenses.
"Your Majesty's expenses are mainly divided into three types. The first is the palace fee, which is 1,000 gold coins per year. The second is the inner court fee of 500 gold coins, and the third is the royal family fee of 500 gold coins!"
Aslan said calmly.
Vlada's mouth opened wide and she looked at Aslan with a look of disbelief. She actually planned to pay the Emperor two thousand gold coins a year.
"Marquis Aslan, isn't this a bit too much?" Vlada said bravely.
"Excessive? That's too much." Aslan asked seriously.
"Do you know how much His Majesty's annual expenses were when he was in Kyoto? 1.3 million gold coins. Of course I don't dare to ask for too much, at least one-tenth of the original price! This is for Marquis Aslan
It’s not difficult!” Vlada said.
Aslan nodded and took out a list.
"The annual military expenditure of 300,000 Kyoto Imperial Guards exceeds 700,000, plus the weapon maintenance cost of 100,000 gold coins. As for food, it belongs to the treasury and is not included. Otherwise, it would be less than 200,000 gold coins. The annual expenditure of the imperial palace
The cost of repairs is 50,000 gold coins, the cost of food and clothing is 200,000 gold coins, and the expenses of palace servants and officials are over 100,000. In addition to the corruption of officials at all levels, 1.3 million gold coins are indeed needed."
Vlada broke into a cold sweat after hearing this. She didn't expect Aslan to be so clear about it.
"There is no military expenditure. Cross out the 800,000 yuan. Cross out the palace repair expenses. There are not so many servants and officials. The food, clothing and salaries can also be crossed out. As for corruption, it is even more impossible. In fact, His Majesty does not need much money at all."
Slan's serious and nonsensical look made Vlada feel as if she had seen a ghost.
"Marquis Aslan, have you miscalculated? After all, His Majesty also has a large group of guards and servants coming back. There are only a few hundred people. How can it not be counted as food, clothing and salary." Vlada argued with reason.
Aslan smiled slightly, pointed at the castle and said, "How many people do you think can live here at most?"
Vlada looked at the castle and two newly built small buildings not far away, and after making a rough estimate, he said: "Two hundred people!"
"That's right. In order to ensure that His Majesty can live a comfortable life, the number of people is already at the limit of two hundred. The remaining people can only leave. What's more, it is hard to say whether there are two hundred people left after all the way here."
Lan said with disdain.
Vlada was unable to complain and could only remain silent.
"I wonder what the difference is between these three types of consumption?" Vlada didn't want to continue to delve into this. It was obvious that Aslan was determined not to give too much money to the little emperor Shani.
"The palace fees are the official expenses of His Majesty's family, while the chamber fees are His Majesty's salary, but they are not His personal salary, but include the wages of all members of the Royal Family. Royal fees are the expenses of the rest of the royal family, such as His Majesty the Emperor's children.
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As soon as these words came out, Vlada was completely dumbfounded.
Palace fees are official consumption, that is, public funds, and cannot be used at will. If you want to use the one thousand gold coins, you must apply for it.
The royal fee is even more ridiculous. For other members of the royal family, the young emperor Shani is only sixteen this year and has no heirs, which means that the 500 royal fee cannot be used.
The little emperor Shani could really use only 500 gold coins.
In Vlada's mind, countless grass and mud horses were galloping past. If she hadn't considered that she couldn't defeat Nomeli next to her, she would have poured the black tea in her hand on Aslan's face.
"Who is responsible for the servants' salaries and the guards' salaries?" Vlada asked.
"Of course, Your Majesty is responsible for it." Aslan replied very seriously and affirmatively.
"Where's the daily food supply?"
"His Majesty also sent people to purchase it himself!"
Vlada went crazy. He was worried about the future life of the little emperor.
If they hadn't left this time, they would have brought tens of thousands of gold coins with them. Otherwise, if they had only relied on the five hundred gold coins, he was worried that His Majesty would starve to death.
"Marquis Aslan, can the court fee be increased a little, or can your Majesty be given some other income?" Vlada asked helplessly.
Aslan shook his head very firmly.
"It is impossible to increase the court fees, but I allow your Majesty to operate business legally and in accordance with the Merlot Charter."
Vlada opened her mouth, and finally agreed. People had to bow their heads under the eaves.
He was very worried that after seeing these treaties, the little emperor Shani would be so angry that he would vomit blood and end his shameful life on his own.
Will the little emperor Shani commit suicide?
Of course not. Aslan, who has memories of his previous life, knows very well how afraid of death the little emperor Shani is. In a conflict, Aslan almost chopped that guy down. At the critical moment, this guy had no choice but to kill him.
He knelt down on the ground with shame and volunteered his mother and daughter-in-law.
This time, Aslan will not give the little emperor Shani any chance. He will first control his financial resources, and then compress his activity space so that he will never be able to jump again.
It is estimated that not many people will continue to follow the emperor who has lost his source of income. Then Aslan will slowly pry the corner and poach the last few mentor-level experts around him.
Unless the little emperor himself can break through to the Grand Instructor level, he will never be able to turn over in his lifetime.
The two parties finally signed a contract, Vlada left with a sad face, and Aslan hummed a tune and headed to the former Medea Magic Tower, now Billy's Magic Tower.
As soon as they entered the top floor and just opened the door, there was a clatter and a large amount of gold coins poured out of the room. Malu was drilling on the gold coins, which made Aslan wonder if Malu had dragon blood.
Duke Medea is checking the homework of the disciple who has just arrived.
Except for Generido, who has reached his limit, everyone else's strength has increased more or less. Natal has successfully become a powerful mage, Vatini is a great mage, Olga is also a great mage, and Mariu is also a great mage.
In the early period, I broke through to the Great Mage, and the others were between the Magisters and the Great Mage.
Duke Medea was very satisfied with the talents displayed by the disciples. Of course, this was indispensable to the calming potions and mental training methods.
Aslan put away all the gold coins in one breath and let Malu fall directly to the ground.
"Aslan, what are you doing?" Malu stood up angrily and asked.
Aslan said seriously: "No, pick up the money on the ground. It takes up too much space on the ground."
Not only Malu, but also Natal also spoke at the right time.
"Xiaojiu, you are not kind."
"It's not your responsibility to collect the teacher's money." Vatini also made timely additions.
Aslan smiled slightly and said: "The teacher's money is not also my money. I will take care of it for the teacher."