The rain became thicker, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to overturn the ink in the inkstone, and the diffuse haze did not dissipate.

Four or five civil servants walked up the stone steps of the palace. At present, a small-eyed civil servant straightened the official hat on his head with one hand, holding the file in his hand and walked into the wooden door with a serious expression.

The group passed through several halls, waited outside the gate of Yangxin Hall for a while, and then walked into the door.

Li Jia had long hair loose, like a savage, and there was smoke on her head. The two palace maids' fans kept swaying, and there were several basins of ice next to them. As soon as they entered the palace, a hint of cold air came over her face and she couldn't help but shivered.

"I'll pay homage to Your Majesty." Several people clasped their fists and said.

Li Jia made a move to signal them to flatten them. The eunuch next to him walked over, took a plate of coins from them, and placed them on the table in front of Li Jia.

"These are iced sour plum soups, which I made when I was in Yongzhou. It is also suitable to taste them today. If you try them, they taste them good!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The few people hesitated for a moment, looked at the coolness of the bowl, and their hearts moved, and no longer hesitated, and directly picked it up and delivered it to their mouths.

A bowl of iced sour plum soup was put into my stomach, and the three of them felt much more comfortable in an instant. The sweat on their backs instantly dissipated a little, and they were moved in their hearts. It was so great that the emperor’s kindness was so great!

"Are these Shenwu Tongbao?" In front of Li Jia, there was a row of yellow copper coins, round inside and square outside, with four large characters Shenwu Tongbao engraved on both sides, brand new, and smelling like a scent.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yang Youyi stood up and said, "According to the Kaiyuan Tongbao example, 6 jin and 4 taels per thousand coins are all the best Wuzhu coins, which are better than the circulating coins on the market!"

"How much does it make for each stake of money?"

"Shaofu Temple provides a lot of cheap copper materials, you can make a profit of 300 yuan per stake!"

"Yeah!" Li Jia was playing with this best Shenwu Tongbao, but she was thinking in her heart.

During the Kaiyuan period, a coin minted 3,300 jin of coins every year, spending 221,200 jin of copper, 3,700 jin of lead, and 500 jin of tin. Among them, copper accounts for 83.5% of the weight of the material. The copper coins produced contain 70+% of copper. The fire consumption is as high as 18.8%.

6 kilograms per thousand coins and 4 taels. At that time, the cost of minting was 750 yuan per 1,000 yuan. It was considered a relatively high position in all dynasties. Even so, 1/3 of the profit of minting copper coins was minted by official coins.

Now this is three hundred coins per stake, which is a little higher than that of Tang Shi, but it is not too outrageous.

Li Jia stared at this excellent copper coin and kept playing with it in her palms, her heart dripping with blood.

Although the court made a lot of money, it was all hard-earned money, and those private money minted by the people were the real ones who made money by nothing.

These people did not mine copper ore, but mainly used to cut and chisel from the inner and outer edges of official coins, or simply sold heavy coins from ancient times, and then cast light and thin private money with more lead and tin to seek excess profits.

At that time, there were "Laizi", "Liaoye", "Goose Eye Money", "Zihuan Money", etc., which were said to be "not sinking into the water, breaking it at will, and the market will never stop counting, and a hundred thousand yuan will not be filled with a piece of rice, and ten thousand yuan will be used for rice."

The ancient rumors of rice making money was not that the rice was expensive, but that the money was worthless.

"There are still too much copper material, which will give those people an opportunity!" Li Jia said in a deep voice. He felt uncomfortable and overwhelmed when he thought about it. There was still someone in the world who dared to take advantage of the emperor.

"But, Your Majesty, if the copper coins are too thin, the people will not accept them!" Yang Youyi said.

"You don't have to be too thin, listen carefully to me!" Li Jia said with a smile.

"We are not the former Tang Dynasty. The method and mold must be standardized. Each copper coin must be different. To reduce the cost as much as possible, reduce the copper material a little, and copper accounts for 75%!"

"Hasn't the Ordnance Department recently made a water mill? You can also go and have the water mill pressed to make money. The patterns on the copper coins are also beautiful. If someone trimmed them, you can see them at a glance!"

The emperor's suggestion made everyone think deeply and admire him.

Then, Dali Temple presented a thick stack of files and placed them on the desk in front of Li Jia, which made the emperor feel a little itchy.

This is the final Qiu decision list. It looks like the whole paper is full of evil spirits. The two palace maids lowered their heads and took a few steps back, and walked out of the palace room with their things.

Li Jia looked through the file in front of him, and there were thick stacks of small characters written on it, almost all of which were named. He didn't recognize most of the people written on it.

Someone who killed his wife, friends, salt sellers, and even gathered to rebel. A little rich man suddenly became nervous and called himself emperor in the valley, using pig killers as generals, fortune tellers as prime ministers, and villages as country jokes. Seeing this, Li Jia couldn't help but want to laugh.

"There are many people who are obsessed with ghosts in the world. There are very few who can fight me and laugh. Just so, some foolish villagers know something. It would be a pity to kill them like this. Just exiled to Chameng!"

Whenever he saw those who should not be sentenced to death, Li Jia would adopt the strategy of exile to increase the number of people and swear to the empire.

If there are doubts in those cases, he will fight back and ask Dali Temple to retrial, so that a good person cannot be wronged.

"I inform Dali Temple and add such a rule. From now on, if someone complains about grievances in the court, he will be called back and will be re-examined. He would rather keep the officials busy than wrongly accuse an innocent citizen!"

"promise--"

Countless lives are just characters and symbols for him now. Between rice paper and black characters, the meaning of Xiaokong is filled with people's emotions.

Everyone didn't say anything, only the sound of turning paper from time to time was left.

Li Jia looked at it for a long time, and perhaps the officials waiting below were numb, but he was still not in a hurry. He looked back and forth several times and tried to find out the inappropriate places from the file, but nothing was found, because some people were almost unfamiliar with their names.

This is the list of officials who were detained in a prison and tried, with their confessions and other evidence on it. Li Jia was even more cautious and examined them one by one. If he didn't understand, he even needed to consult the prime minister who had been waiting for a long time.

Although it is a bit unpleasant, the officials' destiny is indeed more important. They are elites and must be cautious.

At this time, Li Jia realized that she was given a seat.

Finally, after a few hours, Li Jia shook her hands, rubbed her eyes, reached out to lift the brush, dipped it back and forth in the cinnabar a few times, and wrote one on the file: Accurate.

Subsequently, another imperial edict was submitted, which was written by the Hanlin Academy, with the purpose of re-telling the heavy responsibility of selling private salt and the crime of private casting of copper coins. This was basically more severe, and implicating the family members.
Chapter completed!