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Chapter 0424 return my money

The fourth year of Xiping, March

The emperor's policies of loving and caring for the people were gradually implemented in various places. Because of the establishment of the institution, it was named Jimin Mansion.

The civilian envoy, Yang Biao, was the son of the former Sikong Yang Ci. He was the prefect of Sanhan earlier. He performed well, was diligent and loved the people, and was respected and loved by the people. He was also recommended by Jia Xu, the governor.

Therefore, the emperor ordered him to enter the temple and take over the Jimin Mansion. After he took office, he did not dare to relax at all. He first established the Jimin Mansion in Luoyang, and then in each county in the Han Dynasty, with the county as the layer.

The magistrates of each county were made responsible. After the establishment, they dispatched grain, grass and other materials from the treasury to go to various places to help the people.

Local officials in various places were extremely busy, visiting and checking everywhere. From August of the third year of Xiping to March of the fourth year of Xiping, the Jimin Mansion had just a basic overview. The emperor was very knowledgeable about this matter.

In the heart, the governors and postal inspectors in various places were also conducting strict inspections to strictly prohibit evil things such as false claims and corruption, and the emperor's reputation also skyrocketed in an instant.

The emperor's actions in the past few years, whether it was the Zhonglie Hall or the conquest of Goguryeo, had not won the hearts of the people like this. The people were grateful and grateful. This was the first time. The emperor occasionally visited Luoyang, inspecting the spring crops in various places, and saw the love and affection of the people.

With a respectful look, the emperor felt particularly happy and issued several policies again.

Luoyang, Sikongfu

Late at night, Lu Zhi lit a candle and was reviewing the huge expenditures in the national treasury. The emperor's benevolent government was of course a good thing. Lu Zhi would definitely support it. However, since the emergence of Jimin Mansion, the national treasury that had been accumulated for several years began to shrink.

Lu Zhi was in a hurry because of the huge expenditure. He had experience in political and financial management in Hezhou, but in the face of such huge financial expenditure, he was somewhat powerless.

The emperor has just lowered taxes, and he cannot raise them any more. In this way, what the emperor has done before will be of no use. If he does not increase taxes, he can only open up other sources of finance. Now, in addition to taxes, the main source of finance for the national treasury is

In addition, it also comes from trade with Kushan, mining trade with the south, and overseas trade with Japan.

Even if Lu Zhi wanted to open up trade routes, there was nothing he could do. Countries adjacent to the Han Dynasty were now maintaining trade relations with the Han Dynasty. What should he do? Lu Zhi fell into deep thought. During the court meeting that day, he

I didn't realize that Jimin Mansion would bring such huge pressure to the national treasury. Relief for the people has been around since ancient times, and it took shape during the Xiaowen and Xiaojing periods.

However, throughout ancient times, there has never been such a large-scale benevolent government measure to relieve and support the people. Lu Zhi fully agreed that the emperor could do this. But now, he suddenly realized that it seemed that the Han Dynasty's national strength was not as strong as

The national treasury, which was capable of undertaking such a benevolent government and seemed to be rich and abundant, did not want to be so fragile. In just a few months, the money accumulated in the treasury returned to the people again.

Lu Zhi had been sitting on his knees for too long. His whole body was aching and his eyes were a little blurry. He had not slept for four or five days because of the treasury matter. These days, he had been thinking of ways to solve the treasury matter. Lu Zhi was a capable person.

Your Majesty, but he is really at a loss in this regard. He is a little hesitant. Should he persuade your Majesty to cancel some policies?

However, he had sworn in the temple that the money in the treasury was absolutely sufficient and he would find a way. Now he had to go back on his promise, which he really couldn't accept. He sighed and looked at the hand-held memorial on the slip.

He fell into deep thought, and in a daze, he still couldn't resist the continuous sleepiness. He buried his head in his arms and fell asleep.

Lu Zhi opened his eyes suddenly, and the surroundings were dark.

"Where are the people? Hold the lamp! Hold the lamp!"

he shouted.

No one paid attention to him. He squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand to fumble, and yelled a few words again. At this moment, a light appeared in the distance and was slowly walking towards him. Lu Zhi was overjoyed and walked toward the light.

He walked over, but no matter how he walked, he could not reach the light. The light was always flickering in the distance.

Lu Zhi's back felt cold and he could hear his own violent heartbeat.

"Who dares to murder the three gentlemen?!" Lu Zhi roared angrily. He stretched out his hand to fumble around his waist, but couldn't find his sword. The lights in the distance went out. Before Lu Zhi could react, the lights turned on again.

He appeared, but got closer to him, the lights went out again, and when he appeared again, Lu Zhi's hands and feet were cold, and he was trembling a little.

When the light appeared in front of him, he clearly saw a black figure holding a light and exuding chill. Lu Zhi's hair stood on end. The black figure raised his head, his face was pale, and his eyes were dripping with blood, "Oh my god!!"

, Lu Zhi jumped up in fright, turned around and ran away. When he turned around and took off, he found that the black shadow was in front of him.

"You thief Lu Zhi, please pay me back~"

A hoarse voice came. Lu Zhi had collapsed and sat on the ground. The black figure stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Zhi's neck. Lu Zhi's face turned red and he looked at the black figure in front of him in horror.

Looking at him seductively, this time, Lu Zhi saw his appearance clearly. He was wearing the imperial robes of the Three Lords, with a crown of Jinxian, and his white hair.

"Wen Renggong????" Lu Zhi exclaimed.

"My savings of more than ten years have been wasted by you in this way. You are such an idiot. You don't know how empty the treasury is. How can you be the Three Lords!" Black Shadow said bitterly.

Lu Zhi trembled and said: "Wen Rengong, this emperor is benevolent to me."

"Idiot!" The black shadow roared, and the sharp voice floated around. For some reason, Lu Zhi was not as afraid as before. He emboldened himself and asked solemnly: "The treasury is empty, and all the officials are ignoring it. How can you still hope?"

Wen Renggong teaches me!" Heiying loosened his hands, thought for a moment, and then said: "In future foreign trade, you order merchants not to exchange things for things, not to use foreign coins, and those who trade with the Han Dynasty, use the money of the Han Dynasty.

Copper coins"

"As long as we can use copper coins to ban foreign coins, let the temples take back the right to mint money."

Lu Zhi listened attentively and nodded from time to time. Suddenly, a black shadow rushed toward him. Lu Zhi was shocked and woke up with a loud cry.

Lu Zhi opened his eyes. He was still in the study. The memorials from yesterday were still placed on the papers in front of him. The servants were standing around in fear. They were the ones who woke him up. The steward asked with some confusion.

"Did the master of the house have a nightmare? We saw the master of the house screaming in shock, so we woke him up." Lu Zhi remembered, he patted his forehead, and said helplessly: "Wen Renggong hasn't finished speaking yet, you called me

What do you want to do when you get up?"

"Wen Renggong???" The stewards and servants were shocked. Wen Renggong died nearly ten years ago!

Lu Zhi ignored him, hurriedly found pen and ink, and began to write hurriedly, thinking while writing. Looking at his appearance, the steward and the servants looked at each other, and then withdrew again. The master of the house has been too busy recently.

They are all a little delirious, so let’s quickly prepare some food for the owner of the house.

However, when they finished cooking, Lu Zhi did not eat. He took the memorial he had just finished writing and left the mansion in a hurry.

"Good, great good!"

The emperor looked at the memorial submitted by Lu Zhi and said with some surprise that he had not thought that Lu Zhi had such attainments in finance. Looking at the various suggestions he put forward, the emperor felt that this guy was about to catch up.

Wen Renggong from the Jianning period! The emperor looked at it for a while, raised his head, looked at Lu Zhi, laughed and said, "The Duke is a great talent!"

Lu Zhi's face was a little complicated, he frowned, thought for a long time, and said: "This is not my advice, and it is not worthy of your majesty's praise."

The emperor was stunned and asked: "Oh? Isn't it your advice? Who is the person who gave the advice? I don't know about such a great talent?"

Lu Zhi didn't answer, and still looked a little hesitant.

"It's fair to say."

"The one who spoke above is the Lord Wenren"

The fat man was stunned. He was stunned for a long time, and then he asked with some uncertainty: "Wen Renggong? Him?"

"I don't dare to hide it from your majesty. I heard that the Duke asked me to have a dream with you last night." Lu Zhi began to tell. After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at the emperor. The emperor nodded and said: "I see, you can step back."

", Lu Zhi understood that the emperor did not believe it, sighed, and walked out with his body low.

The Emperor looked at him walking out of the palace and shook his head helplessly. Lu Zhi obviously had great talent, but he didn't dare to say it clearly. He still had to find a gentleman as an excuse. I really don't know what he wanted to do. However, like this

Well, with this reason, if the ministers want to object in the future, they will ask them to oppose Wen Renggong. After the emperor finished speaking, he was suddenly shocked, stretched out his hand, and bowed to the surrounding people.

Lu Zhi left the palace and walked towards Zhonglie Hall.

When they arrived at the entrance of the sacrificial hall, they got off their carriages and horses. The soldiers guarding the door saw Lu Zhi coming and hurriedly reported. Officials greeted him again. Lu Zhi walked into the Zhongmarty Hall accompanied by them. For Lu Zhi, these officials

They don't dare to relax. There is no chance that this person will be able to enter this place in the future. It is better not to offend such a minister.

Lu Zhi waved his hand and asked them to go out, and then he started to look at them one by one.

He walked to the front, looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and read the three characters "Wen Ren Xi". Lu Zhi didn't say anything for a long time. He cautiously raised his hands, bowed to the stone tablet, and whispered: "The younger generation is stupid, thank you Wen Ren

The public’s teachings will definitely not make the sages restless from now on.”

He bowed again and again and slowly stood up.

Under the sunlight, he seemed to see a light flashing on the stone tablet.

ps: It’s not fantasy, it’s not fantasy, it’s not fantasy. I’ll say important things three times. It’s just a dream. There will be no rebirth or soul possession.


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