Li Yuanqing didn't feel much sleepiness at this time.

Even though there were several large and small tents around him full of beautiful orioles and swallows, ready for him to pick, Li Yuanqing didn't have the slightest interest.

He was alone with a cigar in his mouth, leaning in the lee of the big tent that was blown by the wind, quietly looking at the stars in the sky, and carefully considering the data from yesterday's court meeting.

After a long while, Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

In fact~, the fact that the imperial treasury is empty and the money collected is not enough to spend is not because the imperial government implements its policies wrongly, or because the people below do not try their best.

The key is~, the political ideology at this time was completely different from the early days of the country. Most of the benefits went into the pockets of the vested interests, but Emperor Chongzhen still stared at his three-thirds of an acre.

How could the skinny pigs and sheep in the field have good results?

Take ten thousand steps back.

The nobles, the powerful, the scholars, he really can't move.

But~, we should be able to think of a way around commercial tax, right?

But for a moment, Li Yuanqing smiled and shook his head.

The nobles, dignitaries, and scholars of the Ming Dynasty were themselves big businessmen and businessmen. If anyone dared to raise this issue with Emperor Chongzhen, they would be attacked by a group of mad dogs within a few moments.

Coupled with Emperor Chongzhen's temperament...

This matter... is really a dead end.
Chapter completed!