Chapter 3 Preparing to make money ()

Yang Jie and Fang Hongzan and the two eunuchs went out before they said to Wang Chengen: "Big partner, this matter was originally a matter of being sent to you. It was the most appropriate for you to go there, so I felt relieved. But after thinking about it, I felt that this was a dirty thing, and the censors and historians would record this matter on the case in the future. Therefore, I think it would be better not to let you go."

To be honest, Yang Jing still has a lot of feelings for Wang Chengen. This man saw himself growing up and ascending to the throne, and finally followed him to hang himself in Coal Mountain. This trust may belong to him. Therefore, Yang Jing did not want such dirty things to be recorded in future history on Wang Chengen's head.

After hearing Yang Jing's words, Wang Chengen's little grievance disappeared. He said with a smile and crying face: "Your Majesty, I'm really killing me." He cried while crying while laughing. These expressions gathered on his face, which was really rich.

Yang Jie looked at it and said, "Big partner, stop crying. By the way, I asked you to count the money, treasures, calligraphy, paintings, gold and stone in the palace, how did you clean it up?"

Wang Chengen wiped his tears and said, "Go back to the emperor, I have almost counted it. In terms of silver and money, it is equivalent to about five or six million taels of silver. It is about 13,000 pieces of calligraphy, calligraphy and paintings, and about 28,000 pieces of gold, stone and jade. There are also treasures, wood, bronze, porcelain, and tributes. There are about two or three hundred houses, other household items, clothing, utensils, flags, swords, armor and other items. "

"So many?" Yang Jing exclaimed. Yang Jing did not expect that this thing could be calculated based on the house. How many things do you need? I'm afraid the Palace Museum doesn't have such many things.

Think about it again, isn’t this Palace Museum the Forbidden City?

Thinking about it again, when I visited the Palace Museum in the past, didn’t I say there were more than 1.5 million cultural relics? Why are there only tens of thousands of them now?

Thinking about it again, I think it is right. The cultural relics in the museums in the 21st century probably counted all their clothes and pants inside. Even the chairs I sit on, the bed I sleep on, and the guys I eat are probably cultural relics, but they are definitely not considered cultural relics now. The tens of thousands of items mentioned should be something worth collecting in modern times and can be taken advantage of.

"Back to the emperor, this is what the previous emperors have slowly accumulated, so there are so many. Apart from some of the rewards from previous years, the things in the palace are basically only in and out."

"Yes! The accumulation of more than 200 years of the Ming Dynasty makes it not seem too much." Yang Jingai said to himself softly, looking into the distance without any focus, not knowing what he was thinking.

It took a while for Yang Jing to take back his eyes from the vast distance, focus on Wang Chengen, and said, "Big partner, I thought about these things. The palace that I always collect can't play its role. Now that I have just ascended to the great treasure, it is not peaceful inside and outside. I am afraid that the days of asking for money will be later. You know that the money you can collect is not enough. So, I think, pick some of these collections and find a suitable person to sell them outside. If you exchange some money, it will support you for a while."

Wang Chengen was stunned and said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, no! Your Majesty, doing this will make the royal face lose... This is no!" Wang Chengen was really anxious. He had never been able to move good things outside into the palace, and he had never made any reason to move them out. If you want to tell me, where would the royal face be put?

Yang Jing suppressed his hand and said, "Stop crying. I know that selling collections in the palace is not a decent thing, but I am helpless! Oh my grand companion, you also know that it is not peaceful inside and outside now, and all I need is a large sum of money. In fact, I don't have the way to get money. Just relying on the treasury to get rid of the treasury, I'm afraid even the wealthier families in the south can't compare with the wealthier families in the south. I can only do this... Just do this, those with obvious royal marks will not be used for money, and exchange for those not very noticeable ones. This is the case. Find someone familiar with antique collections and capable of reliable people to operate this."

After thinking about it, Yang Jingwei said again: "Haha, big companion, so what if outsiders know about this? Just say more, I, the emperor, just say greedy for money."

Wang Chengen cried that sadness. Really, it was said that the emperor was good, but after only a few days of being the emperor, he actually took out the things in the palace for money to raise money, so he had to say it out... Alas! Since the emperor thought so, he could only do this. It was all because of the corrupt officials who had corruption all the taxes they should pay, which made the treasury now have no money, and a large group of officials were looking at the treasury.

After deciding several major development plans, Yang Jingwei felt that his brain was not enough. It was a bit scary to think about it. He had some money and seemed to be a lot. However, when he thought about the natural disasters in the late Ming Dynasty, the huge war expenses, and astronomical food and wages, Yang Jingwei felt his scalp numb.

Yang Jing thought about it and felt that he had some money, but it was definitely not enough, and he needed more ways to make money. On the other hand, the armed forces were not yet clear. Even the secret agencies such as the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang were not well known, and he had no plans. This was not possible. Next year is the first year of Chongzhen, and the Qing army was about to enter the customs in the second year of Chongzhen, so he had to prepare.

This has been in school and read many books in the late Ming Dynasty, which introduces history a lot.

Yang Jie remembered again that Yuan Chonghuan would kill Mao Wenlong next year, which was an inducement to the Qing army's robbery later. Without Mao Wenlong, Mao Wenlong was restrained there. The Qing army would enter the pass whenever they wanted. Mao Wenlong's godson generals were all vanguards who later turned over the Ming Dynasty. Don't let Yuan Chonghuan kill Mao Wenlong.

I have to think of a way! Yang Jie rubbed his temples, which was not ordinary pain. If he wanted to control his military power and fight with wild boar skin, he had to train a new army. I'm afraid he couldn't just go into battle with his shirtlessness like this. He also had to find someone who knew military and reliable to train his new army. He was the emperor and could not spend time in the military camp every day with the soldiers!

After thinking about it, I thought of someone, that is Sun Chengzong, who is a great figure and a military person. It is right to ask him, and then I will pick up some suggestions from the side. I guess this new army can also become a good person.

Yang Jie, an otaku who has been reading time-travel novels for many years, quickly made several development plans through his own judgment and selected Sun Chengzong as his most reliable military person.

Thinking of this, Yang Jie immediately started writing a letter. When talking about brush calligraphy, Yang Jie also participated in a specialty class when he was in elementary school and middle school. The brush calligraphy was sloppy and twisted, and he could see clearly. Many of the letters were simplified. Fortunately, Chongzhen's original body memories, and after a little recollection, he changed some of the words that were not too difficult to write into regular characters. As for the more simplified characters, he could only beg Sun Chengzong to see clearly.

Called Wang Chengen and asked him to send the letter immediately, and asked Sun Chengzong to return to Beijing immediately, and he wanted to train the new army. As for where Sun Chengzong was, it was not within the scope of Yang Jing's consideration.

I have thoughts on the day and dreams on the night.

During the day, Yang Jie thought of fighting with wild boar skin. At night, the human creation movement was fierce and lasting. Not long after sleeping, he dreamed that he was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sent away his son, forced his queen to death, and killed his daughter. He wandered around with a sword. There was panic, desolate, shouting and killing, and crying... Outside the Forbidden City was a fire that surged into the sky, wandering around himself, walking towards Coal Mountain, followed by an elderly Wang Chengen, who seemed to be a spectator attached to Chongzhen, watching Chongzhen step by step and step into the dead end and helpless.

When the body strangled on his neck became tighter and tighter and could hardly get angry, Yang Jie screamed and woke up in horror. Then he saw the queen with a panic on her face. She wanted to wipe the sweat from her forehead, but she didn't expect that her clothes were all wet.

"Emperor, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Have a nightmare?" Queen Zhou Wan'er looked at Yang Jie with panic and looked at Yang Jie with concern. When she touched Yang Jie's body, she was soaked in sweat. She hurriedly asked the palace maid to change Yang Jie's clothes.

The palace maids changed his clothes for him and drank a few more sips of water to make it easier. It took a while for Yang Jingyu to come back from the desolation, horror, crying, killing, and regret in his dreams.

After looking at the young and beautiful queen, thinking about being forced to death by herself more than ten years later, Yang Jing felt a sense of fear. He said, "Wan'er, I had a nightmare and dreamed that the Forbidden City was broken, and there were fires everywhere, killing, I forced you to death, and then hanged myself in the back mountain."

Queen Zhou Wan'er opened her mouth wide and looked at Yang Jie in horror. She didn't expect the emperor to have such a dream.

"This dream is very clear. I still remember it clearly now, just as if it will happen in the future..." Yang Jingai said to himself. The impression on him was too deep and terrifying.

"Wuwu...Wuwu..." Queen Zhou Wan'er was at a loss and could only cry except crying.

"Wan'er, don't cry... Although this is a dream, not real, it is too real, so I think we must change it and do something, otherwise it will really come true. I don't want to die, nor do you want to die. We must live healthy and safely, do you understand?"

"Woo...I understand, woo..."

"We have to work hard, do you understand? You have to help me, the emperor guards the country's gates and the king dies in the country. This sentence is not in vain." Yang Jie suddenly said something in his mind.

"If you don't marry, you won't pay compensation, you won't cede land, you won't pay tribute, the emperor will defend the country, and the king will die in the country." Yang Jing muttered, and it seemed that this sentence was born to be printed in his soul.

After sleeping, it became very sweet. In Yang Jie's dream, he actually dreamed that he was sitting in front of the computer and was surfing the Internet. As soon as he opened the web page, the Baidu homepage popped up. Unfortunately, when he went to the websites he often went to, the words that could not be connected popped up on the page. He could only search on Baidu. Except for the search results that can be opened, he could not read anything else. It was really strange. Yang Jie's dream didn't take long. After about a few minutes, it popped up automatically and fell into a deep sleep.

The emperor's orders are quite efficient in the palace, and in the capital, they are also quite efficient. Of course, for farther places, even the emperor's orders need to be conveyed step by step before they can reach the edge.

There are a few things that Yang Jing ordered to do yesterday, and today there are already a few things that are a little bit obvious.

Yang Jing was preparing to auction the calligraphy and paintings in the palace, and Wang Chengen had already found a suitable candidate for him. The two young eunuchs also had some clues about the suspected Wei case who had blackmailed money.

After having breakfast, Wang Chengen said, "Your Majesty, what you ordered yesterday is almost a little bit today. Your Majesty, should you ask about calligraphy and painting first or Wei's case first?"

Calligraphy and painting are the things that Yang Jingwei is preparing to auction calligraphy and paintings and collect, and the Wei case is the matter of extorting those involved in the case.

Yang Jing did not expect that the efficiency was so high. After thinking about it, he felt that the Wei case was the big deal and could probably get millions of dollars. He said, "Let's ask about the Wei case first."

"I, Erxizi (Xiao Shunzi) kowtowed to the emperor, long live the emperor." After saying that, he kowtowed a few more times on the ground.

"Get up and talk about what you did."

"Thank you, the emperor." The two looked at each other, and one of them said, "Go back to the emperor, I went to the prison of the Ministry of Justice yesterday and asked, both of them were willing to atone for their sins. I asked again how much silver they were willing to atone for their sins. Their answers were different, some were more, some were less, and some were less, and all the slaves had recorded them." After saying that, the little eunuch named Erxizi raised the thing in his hand high above his head.

Wang Chengen ran over and took it, and spread it out for Yang Jingwei to show it.

The paper contains some silver that people are willing to atone for their sins.

"Civil minister Cui Chengxiu: 50,000 taels.

Tian Ji (Shangshi of the Ministry of War): 20,000 taels.

Wu Chunfu (Shangshi of the Ministry of Works): 50,000 taels.

Li Kuilong (Deputy Censor): 30,000 taels.

Ni Wenhuan (Queen of Taichang Temple): 15,000 taels..."

It looks like more than one million taels.

Yang Jie thought about it and felt that the money was too small, only more than one million taels, which seemed to be in line with their identity! Yang Jie thought about "atonement" this time, and at least four or five million taels could be made.

"Report to the emperor, I found officials who were not involved in the Wei case rebels. They heard that the emperor was unwilling to commit more crimes, and they praised the emperor for his kindness, but most of them were not willing to atone for his sins. They said that the emperor was seeking personal gain, and only a few people were willing to atone for his sins." The younger eunuch named Xiao Shunzi said the lower his voice. After that, he also put the paper on his head.

Similarly, Wang Chengen took the paper and spread it out for Yang Jingwei to show it.

There were only a few names on paper, and the number was small, and there were still hundreds of taels of silver. This made Yang Jing very angry and thought, you really didn’t cry until you saw the coffin. You wouldn’t let you take the money. It seemed that you would be willing to pay the money after you were putting you in prison!

After thinking about it, he asked, "Is Fang Hongzan here?"

"Go back to the emperor, Fang Hongzan is waiting outside." Wang Chengen replied.

"Call him in, I have something to ask."

"Yes, the emperor, I obey the order."

"Tell us that Fang Hongzan will meet."

It was still the same flying fish suit, and it was very energetic when worn on her body. Yang Jie nodded and said, "Fang Hongzan, you look pretty in a suit, very energetic."

"I thank the emperor for his praise, I dare not take it." Fang Hongzan kowtowed on the ground, then lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"Get up and sit down, you are also the commander, so don't be so restrained in the future."

"Thank you, I understand." Fang Hongzan sat on the bench and sat half of his butt. Yang Jie just smiled and understood that the emperor's authority was really "authoritative". It was not something that ordinary people could resist. Even Tongzhi, the commander of the Jinyiwei who was terrified outside, was like a little bug around the emperor. Yang Jie had been unaccustomed to it since he was not used to it at the beginning, but now he has gradually gotten used to it.

Since I became the emperor, I should exercise the emperor's rights.

"What did you do yesterday? "

"Return to the emperor, I deserve to die, I am incompetent, and I have not fulfilled the emperor's instructions. Those officials who have not been to the prison and have only some implicated officials are unwilling to take the atonement silver. Only those who have been sent to the prison are quite willing." Fang Hongzan knelt on the ground and told the truth.

The commander of the Jinyiwei, Fang Hongzan, was still very restrained.

Don’t want to pay the bank? That won’t work. You have to think of a solution. Yang Jing thought about it for a long time.

"Well, let's do it. I remember reading the memorial two days ago. Someone came to report the memorial and said he wanted to pursue the dirty silver that was affiliated with the Wei Party?" Yang Jie asked after thinking about it.

Wang Chengen quickly replied: "Go back to the emperor, I remember that it seems that my name is Fan Weicheng and Shanglinyuan Supervision Book."

"Well, it's him. Since he dares to submit memorials to chase dirty silver, he must have some ideas. Let's do this, issue an order to make him the imperial envoy to recover the stolen goods, and let him be responsible for opening the list. See who should be on the list. Fang Hongzan, you will supervise and assist. Anyone who is on the list will be imprisoned and arrested as a big thing. Do you know? Of course, to prevent him from arbitrarily, the specific matters, the silver matters will be held by Erxizi and Xiaoshunzi. Do you understand?"

Yang Jie suddenly remembered that he had heard a few days ago that a small official had reported to recover the stolen goods, so he simply asked him to open a list, Fang Hongzan assisted, and the two small eunuchs were responsible for the specific execution to make money. This was more comprehensive, and it was not enough to just let a few small eunuchs go. They were also disgusted with each other. The Jinyiwei was involved in this matter, and too many senior officials of the Jinyiwei were imprisoned, which was a bit muddy. The three groups of people supervised and restricted each other, and were not afraid that they would make tricks and greedy for their own money. Even if the matter was settled like this, it would be settled.

The second thing I ordered yesterday was to find someone who knows what he knows about collectibles to auction.

"Long live my emperor, long live." The man on the ground looked like he was forty or fifty years old, with two white beards, and his eyes were a little energetic. He looked like a shrewd person.

"May I have your name?"

"Return to the emperor, the grass-rootsman Li Laifu, a person from Shuntian Prefecture, works as a master in Libaozhai."

"Oh, what does Li Baozhai do?"

"When I go back to the emperor, Li Baozhai specializes in collecting antiques in gold, silver calligraphy and paintings."

"Well, very good. Are you very good at collecting antiques in gold, silver and calligraphy? "

"Returning to the emperor, Caomin has been working in this industry for more than 30 years, and he still has some experience."

Wang Chengen said, "Your Majesty Li of Li Baozhai is also a famous top figure in the antique collection industry."

"Is that right? That's good, Li Laifu, I have something now, are you willing to help me?"

Li Laifu was so scared that he could still go to the palace to see the emperor when he was 40 or 50 years old. It was really a blessing he had cultivated in his life and had to do things for the emperor. Isn't that an imperial envoy? He was so scared that he trembled.

However, it didn't tremble for too long, and soon stabilized. The body kneeling on the ground could no longer be bowed. She knelt on her butt and knelt on her calves. Yang Jie only saw a head and back.

"The Caomin is willing to do the job for the emperor."

"Well, that's good. In fact, what you have to do is not difficult, it is also your old job. I have recently ascended the throne and lacks money, so I want to take some of the calligraphy and paintings in the palace to cash out of the palace. Do you understand?"

Li Laifu was almost scared to death. The emperor asked him to take things out of the palace to sell. Isn’t this his life? I have never heard of the emperor doing this. It’s never been a reason to send good things to the palace! Li Laifu’s body shook like a sieve, and his mood had just stabilized and collapsed immediately.

"Li Laifu, you don't have to be afraid. I won't do anything about you. I just want to exchange these collections for silver. As long as you do it well, the benefits will be unlimited. Do you understand?" Yang Jingwei looked at Li Laifu's trembling like a sieve, and did not talk nonsense to him. He asked Wang Chengen to take him out directly. As for whether he would agree, he could not help.

This matter was a little unhappy. Yang Jing thought about it and said to Wang Chengen: "Big partner, please tell Li Laifu more about this matter and let him do it according to my will. Don't be afraid. Well, if you have any achievements, you can give him a hundred households to make him motivated to do things."

"Go back to the emperor, I understand."
Chapter completed!