Chapter 297: Same bed, different dreams

Yang Jing wanted to collect some taxes, and even talked about several tax items. The ministers responded silently, but they only had one meaning, that is, this tax cannot be collected.

If tax collection was as simple as this, we would not have spent so much effort to dismantle various taxes and become disabled. The ministers all shrank their heads, and they could not communicate with the emperor.

"You guys, can't you say a few words?" Yang Jing continued to ask in a mocking tone. It was better if you didn't know how the Ming Dynasty tax was done. It was a little clean. Now that you know the various taxes in the Ming Dynasty, you are so angry that you grit your teeth for these pillars of the Ming Dynasty.

A minister could not stand the emperor's ridicule and forced, so he stood up and said, "Report to Your Majesty, I think that since Your Majesty is short of money, why not let all officials and nobles pledge it? Each person donates a little, which is a considerable amount, and it is also considered as a minister who is doing his best for Your Majesty."

"Pledge? I think that my salary in the Ming Dynasty was originally very low. If you ask everyone to pledge, do you still have to eat? Besides, it is impossible to donate every month. When I fight, I don't want to fight for a month! Everyone's salary is originally small, and if you want everyone to pledge every month, will you not have to make a fuss at home?" How could Yang Jing allow pledge to offset tax collection? Tax collection is collected every year, monthly, and pledge it, which will only make him scolded by the bureaucrats in the world.

The official who stood up and spoke immediately shrank his neck and retreated. This trick of fooling the emperor was useless.

In Wenhua Hall, the summer is hot, but the atmosphere is as cool as if the central air conditioner is turned on.

Guo Yunhou, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, thought for a long time, stood up and said, "Report to Your Majesty, I think that the summer tax has begun to be collected now, and it will be all in August at the latest. At that time, the court will have money, which can alleviate the dilemma of the court. When the court is rich, he will not let Your Majesty use the treasury to support the wars in various places. Now, it will only take more than a month to leave August. Your Majesty, I think that as long as you persist for a while and hold on for a month, you will have the silver, and you will not have to collect taxes, let alone the donation of officials..." Guo Yunhou stood up and said, he was the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and he had no money, so he had to look for him first. Sooner or later, he would have to stand up and say a solution. After thinking about it, there was only this way to quench his thirst. If you can, just drag it down.

Yang Jing was convinced and could still do this. It would be great if the war could be suspended. Unfortunately, the war has never been a game. If it is overturned, it can be suspended. Go out and urinate before continuing.

"How to use summer tax? In those places, how do you use summer tax in the past years? The Ministry of Revenue has no basic information? There is no fixed number? Can it be transferred to me for war? Guo Aiqing, how much do you think you can move it out?" Yang Jing is no longer the first brother who just came to the Ming Dynasty. He doesn't know anything. He also understands the taxes of the Ming Dynasty very well. In fact, the main income of the Ming Dynasty was on the autumn tax. The summer tax was millions. This number would not exceed five, and it was usually lingering in two or three. In other words, the summer tax was actually only 2 or 3 million. In other words, the summer tax was actually only 2 or 3 million.

The autumn tax is about 20 million, so in fact, even if you have to wait until August, the summer tax that can be collected will not exceed one-fifth of the annual tax. This amount of money has been fixed over the years, and it is unrealistic to rely on this money to fight. Yang Jing is no longer the young man who is easy to cheat at the time, so he naturally understands the trick. If he really does what Guo Yunhou said, in August, he will find that the summer tax is already very little left and nothing can be done. Then the court officials will definitely ask the emperor to look forward to the autumn tax, and then a year will pass.

When the emperor said that Guo Yunhou stopped talking. How did Xia Teng use his toes? He could think of it. It was a big joke. In fact, the Ministry of Revenue’s real income over the years, and the ones that could be called were not more than three million taels. The rest were not at all. They collected it from the fields and consumed it directly at the local area. They also hoped that Xia Teng would save lives and fight for wars. They would not even think about it for ten thousand years.

The ministers found that the emperor was not easy to fool, and they all lowered their heads even lowered. This matter was really impossible to communicate with the emperor.

The atmosphere of Wenhua Palace became dull again.

"Report to Your Majesty, I feel that it is difficult to have an explanation for the increase in commercial tax, mining tax or customs tax. It is better to discuss it again next time when the court discusses. At that time, there are many people and there must be more ideas. What do you think?" A minister came out and came up with a method of dragging, dragging, dragging.

Yang Jing despised these bureaucrats very much, and could do anything for his own little selfish interests. Yang Jing thought that this atomic bomb was to make a sound, to ask all officials to participate, to leave all officials speechless. Hearing that someone was using procrastination tactics, he agreed and said, "Okay, I will follow this Qing family. Next time I discuss this matter, I will discuss this matter as a big thing. Let's stop here today."

Yang Jie looked at these bureaucrats with contempt and said hatefully in his heart: You are arrogant now, you are stingy, you are not doing human affairs, and you will be good-looking at that time, and when you cry, the atomic bomb in Yang Jie's hand, once released, its power will sweep across the entire Ming Dynasty, shaking everything in the light and dark rules will definitely become something that changes the direction of history. Therefore, now speaking of this matter is to first establish a nuclear protection center for yourself to avoid hurting yourself by chance. At that time, once the nuclear bomb explodes and destroys the existing rules of the Ming Dynasty, you can stand aside and watch the show, clean up the mess, and set rules again. Otherwise, if the nuclear bomb explodes and hurts yourself, it will be difficult for you to re-establish the rules.

Seeing that the emperor stopped talking about this, the ministers were glad that they had escaped and put them in court for discussion. More people would argue with the emperor and procrastinate. It would be even more impossible to collect commercial taxes. If the emperor acted recklessly, the lessons of Emperor Wanli would be far away.

The king and his ministers had different dreams, and they all had their own ideas and ended the lecture.

Yang Jing was very happy that things were moving in the direction he hoped, and no matter how smart or powerful the ministers were, they would never have thought that an atomic bomb that was about to sweep the entire Ming Dynasty would explode.

"Great companion, I have something to say to the imperial physician just now." Yang Jiewei, who had finished the imperial lecture, did not leave, and was still in Wenhua Palace.

"As for your order, your majesty." Wang Chengen agreed.

After a while, the imperial physician named Wang arrived. When he came in, he still kowtowed and bowed first.

"Long live our emperor when the Imperial Hospital envoy Wang Jiren bowed to me."

"Get up." Yang Jing ordered.

"Thank you Your Majesty!" The Imperial Doctor Wang stood up with a hint of excitement. All the people in the world who could be valued by the emperor were developed. This time, it was his turn.

"Doctor Wang, I ask you, your Imperial Hospital has studied the equipment I gave you. What's the use? Do you understand?" A few days ago, Yang Jing asked someone to send a batch of thermometers, alcohol lamps, glass tubes, magnifying glasses to many places. This Imperial Hospital is one of them.

Physician Wang was the hospital envoy of the Imperial Hospital, the top leader of the Imperial Hospital. Since receiving the things given by the emperor, he was very happy and immediately asked someone to wrap these utensils in yellow silk and worship them high. He asked the Imperial Hospital's Imperial Hospital to burn incense and worship them every day. If you want to tell me what these things are useful, Physician Wang knew that it was useful, which was to worship them.

"Return to Your Majesty, I haven't had time... and I didn't dare to use the things I gave me. This is a transgression..." Doctor Wang was procrastinating for a long time and finally said these words.

"Understanding? Did I hear it right?" This was the first time Yang Jing heard someone say this to him that Umprovement is funny. Did the things he gave him just look at?

"..." Doctor Wang was very afraid of the emperor.

"Then you don't burn incense to offer the things I give you?" Yang Jingai thought it was really a big joke.

"Reply to Your Majesty, in order to show your respect to Your Majesty, I wrapped the things given by Your Majesty in yellow silk and worshipped them on the main hall of the Imperial Hospital. I took the imperial physicians to bow and salute every day..." The imperial physician was also an honest person. How did the emperor ask, how did he answer?

"..." Yang Jingwei was also sweating all over his forehead. This joke was a little cold. He also expected the Imperial Hospital to use those instruments to do some scientific research or medical research. He knew that his scientific instruments would enjoy such treatment, which was beyond his expectations.

"Doctor Wang, don't you think that the things I gave you are all useful? A magnifying glass can enlarge things and make people's eyes see more subtle things. You know the thermometer today. It is a weighing instrument, that alcohol lamp... Oh, forget it, I will open your eyes today..." Yang Jingwei originally expected that the Imperial Hospital could learn to disinfect alcohol and use alcohol lamps for experiments, but now it seems that it is not possible.

"Big companion, give me some alcohol." Yang Jing turned to Wang Chengen and said that since the last blowtorch was successfully refining alcohol, he has given the alcohol to the Neijing who was responsible for brewing wine. With their professional skills, the knife was distilled a few more times, and he got a relatively pure alcohol. So, now, Yang Jing can also use alcohol.

Yang Jing got alcohol and said, "Doctor Wang, come here, I have something to do, I need your help." Yang Jing smiled with a "malignant" smile.

"I obey the order..." Doctor Wang walked over carefully and walked to the front of the emperor's case.

"Doctor Wang, stretch your hand over, I need your hand to be useful." Yang Jingwei smiled badly.

The imperial physician Wang listened to the emperor very much. Although he was confused for a moment, he didn't think much about it and still extended his hand to the emperor.

"Very good, Doctor Wang, you put your hands here and you can't move no matter what happens. Do you understand?" Yang Jing said with "ungood intentions".

The Imperial Doctor Wang was frightened by the emperor's smile, but he still said: "I obey the order." He is an obedient minister.

Yang Jing smiled wickedly, scooped a few spoons of alcohol from the glass bottle and poured it on the hands of the imperial physician. The imperial physician only felt a chill of his palm and watched the emperor work curiously.

"Imperial Doctor, remember, don't move! If you move, you will be a deceiving king!" After saying that, Yang Jie took out a hot note and blew it up, and then he went to order the alcohol from the imperial doctor's hand.

The soul of the imperial doctor was almost scared. There were guns and fireworks in ancient times. Now, the emperor is just burning people!

The strange blue flame rose in the hands of the imperial physician.

The imperial physician shouted in horror, desperate, terrible voice: "Ah!..." However, the emperor had already said before, moving is to deceive the emperor. Even if the imperial physician shouted in despair, he still did not move his hand at all. He was really a very obedient imperial physician.

Yang Jing admired the crying imperial physician. This imperial physician was also obedient and shouted so hard that he did not move at all.

The Wenhua Palace was filled with the miserable screams of the imperial physician. Even Wang Chengen couldn't bear to watch the emperor burning the living people, grinning, and turned his head away.

Yang Jie silently thought in his heart, one, two, three, four, five, and then quickly covered it with a quick wet towel. The blue flame on the imperial physician's hand disappeared.

The imperial physician was still yelling like a pig, but his hands did not dare to move at all. A very ridiculous scene was staged in Wenhua Palace.

Yang Jinghui smiled and said, "Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor."

The imperial physician felt that his hands did not seem to be as hot as he imagined, so he turned around and looked at his hands. His hands were fine, and there was nothing wrong with it. The blue flame just now was like a dream.

"Damn, damn, guilty, guilty..." The imperial physician knelt on the ground, his scream was too loud.

"Haha, get up, Imperial Doctor, look at your hands, are you burning?" Yang Jinge asked.

The imperial physician looked at his hand, it was not broken at all, and it was still chilly, saying, "Your Majesty, it's really a strange thing. The fire on my hand is obviously burning, why is there nothing wrong with me?"

"Haha, get up, I'll do it again for you." Yang Jing said with a smile. Playing with fire with his hands, like many people, he played a lot when he was young, especially when he was just out of the lighter, pouring the lighter's air into his palms, then igniting it, and watching the flames burn in his palms is a particularly awesome thing. Now, Yang Jing is the emperor and will not take risks with his own hands, so he uses other people's hands to do experiments on alcohol. Who told this imperial physician to be so obedient?

The imperial physician didn't think much about it, got up and reached out to the emperor's desk.

Yang Jie scooped a few spoons of alcohol again and poured it into the palm of the imperial physician's hand, and then lit it with a fire sniff. This time, the imperial physician did not scream, but widened his eyes and looked at the blue flame in his palm calmly. Wang Chengen on the side was also watching this magical scene.

Yang Jie silently recited in his heart: one, two, three, four, five, and then quickly covered it with a wet towel. The strange blue flames went out.

"Haha, how about it, the Imperial Doctor, is it burning?" Yang Jingang asked.

"Reply to Your Majesty, no, I feel my palms are chilling. What kind of fire is this? Why is it not hot at all!" The imperial physician felt it was amazing.

"Not hot? OK, then do it again." After Yang Jie said that, he scooped a few spoons of alcohol, and poured it into the hands of the imperial physician, and then ignited it.

Then he took out a piece of rice paper and quickly placed it above the blue flame, igniting the rice paper in one go.

Yang Jie threw rice paper into the inkstone and quickly covered it with a wet towel to extinguish the fire on the imperial physician's hands.

"How, is this fake fire?" Yang Jingang asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty, it's true. I wonder how you did this? Is there any magic?" the imperial physician said affirmatively.

"Spell? Haha, actually, I want to tell you that this thing is alcohol! It is one of the things I gave to your Imperial Hospital last time. I thought that your Imperial Hospital would study the uses of these things, but I didn't expect that you actually worshipped these things, which really disappointed me." Yang Jingwei said.

These things are not only available in the Imperial Hospital, but also in Zhang Xianyong. For nothing else, it is to improve medical level, improve human understanding of nature, and prepare for future overseas colonization. However, Yang Jing did not expect that his own things would be offered like a Bodhisattva, which really disappointed Yang Jing.

"I am ashamed of your Majesty's gifts, ashamed of Your Majesty." The Imperial Doctor Wang said in shame.

"Why did you ask you to study this? In fact, you should have heard it in the hall just now. Now, there are wars everywhere, and there are wars, and there will inevitably be casualties. Therefore, I hope to enter the greatest possibility and save the lives of my soldiers and soldiers. Therefore, I hope to have a cheap and effective set of treatment methods that can be used on the battlefield. On the battlefield, it is mostly trauma of swords and arrows, so many need to be operated, clean wounds, or even amputated, so I sent you those things, a magnifying glass, to help you observe more subtle things, alcohol lamps, this flame is fueled by alcohol, and the flames burned are clean, just like the flame you just saw, you can't see a trace of black smoke, not like the lamps today, a lot of smoke, I read medical skills, know

To clean the wounds of my sword and arrows, you will probably burn the knife with a fire thread. So I think, if you use this kind of fire to burn the knife, the knife will be cleaner, and you will have more chances when saving my warriors. In addition, you also felt that this alcohol will make people feel cool and comfortable when applying it to people. I think that if you apply alcohol to my warriors to clean up or amputate them, you can sluggish the pain of the soldiers. Secondly, this thing is the cleanest, and the fire burned out is so clean. I think it is also clean, so it should be used more to clean the wounds than ordinary water pipes, so I will give you these things... Oh, who knows, you..., who can relieve my worries!"

Yang Jing looked a pity.

The imperial physician was moved by the emperor's words and tears flowed. I have always heard that the emperor cherishes the people and cares for the people. Today, when I heard the emperor's explanation, I realized that it was true. For the sake of officers and soldiers, soldiers, and the Ming Dynasty, I was worried and tried my best to do everything possible.

"Your Majesty is kind, I am ruthless and should not cry before Your Majesty. When the soldiers on the front line heard your Majesty's kindness, they would definitely cry like me... When I went back, I immediately tried the use of these things according to what Your Majesty said, and found a set of methods suitable for treatment on the battlefield to realize Your Majesty's wishes." The imperial physician was moved and cried a lot.
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