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This guy was ruthless at this time, and just said in his heart, "Old ancestor, I will take one more step, so that I can leave more luck for my descendants and grandchildren." No matter how hard I grind the blisters on my feet, I struggled to hold on for dozens of steps."

Wen Fei was ridiculous and terrified. China in later generations only claimed to be a civilization of 5,000 years. What was Zhao Ji going to do? Who could care about such a long time ago? Wen Fei stopped him.

Zhao Ji really couldn't walk anymore, and sighed in his heart, "Your ancestors are useless, you can only earn four or five thousand years of land for you..."

But when Wen Fei heard this, he smiled and said, "The official family is so sincere, I will protect your Zhao family and a country that will last forever!"

The two of them did this and spread throughout Tokyo at the speed of wind. Tens of thousands of people were placed on the roadside to welcome Wen Datian to return to the court. The two of them made their promises soon spread all over the city.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, wanting to see how many years Zhao Ji could earn for the Song Dynasty. To be fair, the days of the Song Dynasty were much better than those in history in the same period. Especially the area of ​​the best at the foot of the emperor was obvious.

Every ordinary citizen hopes that Zhao Ji will take a few more steps and would rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled person in troubled times? In the end, the Song Dynasty will never change its dynasty, so as not to survive this peaceful life and experience war and fire disasters.

I have to say that at this time, people's hearts are still on the side of the Song Dynasty. I don't know how many people secretly cheered Zhao Ji, and I don't know how many people are arrogant and strong. I wish I could rush forward immediately and help Zhao Ji pull the horse.

It was in this atmosphere that Wen Fei's words came out. Everyone was boiling. He shouted loudly across the clouds, and finally turned into a few words: "Long live the Heavenly Master, Long live the official family, Long live the Song Dynasty..."

Zhao Ji was so excited that he felt a little excited that he said, "Today, everyone celebrates together, and Jinwu can't help but three consecutive nights!"

Wen Fei smiled slightly and shouted: "This year, the tax is reduced by half. If the imperial court's expenditure is insufficient, I will find a way to find a way!"

Master Wen did not shout and shouted loudly. But his voice was flat but it spread across the spot. All the people within a dozen miles listened to it sincerely, and they all cheered even more: "Long live the Heavenly Master, long live the official family. I have been in the Song Dynasty until the end of the world..."

Zhao Ji was also a very happy person. Seeing the boiling joy of countless people, his mind became hot and he shouted again: "This year, all taxes in the world are exempted..."

Of course, he did not have the ability of Wen Fei as much as Wen Fei, and spread the voice throughout the audience, but the imperial guards who followed him to make fun of each other and shouted in unison: "The official monk's father has an order. All taxes in the world are exempted this year... All taxes in the world are exempted this year..."

"Oh..." A greater boiling joy surged over.

"This year, the world tax is exempted... This year, the world tax is exempted..."

"This year, the world tax is exempted... This year, the world tax is exempted..."

Both the people and Zhao Ji and Wenfei were all in joy. Only the ministers of the court were left with bitter faces. One was ugly than the other.

Damn, is this a cheating father or something? Especially Cai Jing, who just returned to the prime minister, and the Minister of Revenue who manages the world's finances, his face looked even more ugly as if he was dead.

It was just that Zhao Ji and Wen Fei were both in high spirits, and countless people were cheering. No one dared to touch the bad luck at this time. They were all worried and wanted to find a place where no one was right and make it clear to these two masters.

It doesn’t matter if you two are happy. Once you talk, the tax revenue this year will be gone. This is a matter of 50 to 60 million yuan a year. In such a huge court, hundreds of thousands of troops have to be supported. What should I do if I have no money?

This question was not until Zhao Ji was excited and returned to the palace and was directly spread in front of him by Cai Jing, that he couldn't laugh out loud...

"The court has been very busy over the years, and it is entirely up to Shangfu to issue two saints money and to rectify the salt affairs of the Chi. So he barely supports it. Now the official family has a gold medal, and the tax exemption is reduced this year. How can he live this life? What's more, the official monk's father has to prepare for war..." Nie Chang, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, said bluntly.

"This...this..." Zhao Ji was embarrassed. He was an artist, and the typical character of an artist was romantic. In other words, at that time, he said it out loud when his mind was hot. Now that he broke his promise and was fat, he naturally felt embarrassed.

Zhao Ji looked at Wen Fei with a bitter face. Wen Fei smiled in his heart, but said, "It's not that serious. The exemption only talks about agricultural taxes. Those merchants still have to pay the tax honestly. In this way, the annual agricultural tax revenue of the imperial court is only about 50 to 60 million chunks..."

Five or sixty million yuan, after hearing Wen Fei's calculation, Zhao Ji took a deep breath. Such a huge deficit cannot be filled in no way.

Do you really want to swallow what you said? You couldn't help but look at Wen Fei, hoping that Master Wen could come up with a good idea.

In fact, Master Wen was quite sure when he said he would exempt half of the tax. Although these two or three hundred million trump cards were more than one hundred million, Wen Fei still had a way to solve it.

But Wen Fei thought about it and actually had a solution.

Through this trip to Hangzhou, Wen Fei found that he was too conservative in issuing the two saints money, which led to the high price of the two saints money.

Behind Master Wen Da Tian is now a professional team. These people can be said to be a little bit short of other things. But when it comes to finance, they are their profession. Wen Fei asked them to help calculate it casually, and he decided to increase the two saints money issued this year to 50 million coins. According to the currency price, it is only 5 million coins.

Now that I can't say that I need to increase the issuance volume. Anyway, if it really doesn't work, the army will directly pay the two holy money for the salary in the future. However, in this way, Wen Fei was completely unsure and didn't know whether it could work.

Although with the help of Li Chengjie's team, it was okay to think that Wen Fei should actually issue one billion. Of course, Wen Fei naturally would not tell them the real situation.

This expands the issuance of the Two Saints money can solve some problems. In addition, Wen Fei can solve the problem by himself. These can directly obtain materials from modern time and space, and at least two to three million yuan can be saved. By this calculation, the deficit will be solved by half.

Now, as long as things that can be solved in modern time and space are not called things for Master Wen.

"After counting this, it's really smoothed out..." Nie Chang, the Minister of Revenue, thought about it, and it was true. But he immediately thought of a question: "Father Shang, you can't get so many things back in the sky, you can't take them in vain, right?"

To be honest, Master Wen Da Tian no longer looks down on some of the melons and dates he has made in the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty. However, this concept of getting something for nothing can be cultivated by them no matter what.

So Wen Fei thought about it and said, "If there are some rare treasures, some precious herbs, etc., prepare some for me so that I can give gifts!"

"The rare treasures..." Everyone was completely embarrassed. It felt a bit ironic that what the rare treasures were said in front of Wen Fei, Shang Father, was simply a bit ironic. What is in this heaven that is not better than the world?

Wen Fei thought about it and said, "For example, those old ginseng, more than a hundred years old..."

Nie Chang slapped his thigh: "Well, after our army took down Tubo, we sent an army to Khotan. The surrounding small countries in the Western Regions even offered a batch of beautiful Hotan jades."

"Yes, yes," suddenly opened up his mind, and Zhao Ji also said excitedly: "The army captured the Xingqing Prefecture of Xixia, and took all the treasures that the barbarians of Xixia had accumulated for hundreds of years. A while ago, when Tong Guan returned to Beijing, he brought me some treasures from Xixia, most of which were gold and jade. I think Shangfu also used them."

A few people were talking and talking, and they were talking lively. Wen Fei realized that there were actually many treasures in the Song Dynasty. It was just that his ideas had not been opened before, such as the Maritime Bureau, which had to trade many precious things from afar every year.

For example, jade, beads, rhino horns, **, amber and so on came from the Western Regions and even further away from the sky.

But at this moment, he heard a louder snoring sound. Several people looked at each other and looked back. It turned out that Cai Jing was actually asleep sitting on a chair, and his saliva was also irritating.

Now, even Zhao Ji's face became complicated. After a long time, he sighed: "This Grand Master Cai is old too!"

Wen Fei nodded. When he returned to Beijing this time, he really found that Cai Jing was getting older. Not only did he start to slow down his movements, but he was also ineffective, so he could fall asleep even when the monarch and his ministers discussed matters.

Originally, Cai Jing was old and stupid, and was taken over by Wang Fu. Unfortunately, this guy Wang Fu was so confused. During this storm, he did not stand on the side of Master Wen Da, so naturally he would not have any good endings. Although he was not exiled, he was demoted to Daming Mansion to be a left-behind person.

Cai Jing was able to resume his prime minister, but now it seems that this guy really can't continue to be the prime minister. Wen Fei and Zhao Ji looked at each other, and didn't know who would succeed him.

After returning to Tokyo for a few days, Wang Hou and the Western Army had not yet returned. Wen Fei saw Bai Yuchan and his two cheap apprentices, and took his pet Silver Wolf back to Tokyo first.

After a long time, Bai Yuchan had a short beard, and he looked much more steady. As his eyes opened and closed, he could see a light blue light from time to time. It was obvious that he had reached a considerable level of internal cultivation. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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