Chapter 268 Empty Treasury
Yan Fei succumbed to his inner passion, and after turning the tide with Emperor Maode, he agreed to her request to release Cai Hua. However, the condition was to divorce Cai Hua and follow Yan Fei in the future.
Emperor Maode, who is weak by nature, has no opinion at all. Everything before was arranged by her father and brother. At this time, facing the strong Yan Fei, she was unable to refuse even if her father and brother supported her.
The reality is that in order to get immortality from Yan Fei, Zhao Heng is to get help from Yan Fei to kill him and become a real emperor. The father and son betrayed Emperor Maode as in history.
The weak by nature and do not know how to resist and can only accept it, after having the deepest communication with Yan Fei, she can only agree with whatever Yan Fei said, just as when she was sent out by her father and brother as goods in history.
After Yan Fei left the palace, he found Yue Wumu and asked him to open the warehouses everywhere to change the army and replenish supplies. After all, after killing all the generals, he incorporated hundreds of thousands of imperial guards, and so many people needed a large amount of supplies to supplement their food, clothing and expenses.
The Song Dynasty was the most economically developed period in ancient times. The court's finances even exceeded 100 million yuan when they had the highest income after Wang Anshi's reform. However, this money was swallowed up by countless officials and troops, and even reached the point of financial collapse.
Yan Fei thought that at least tens of millions of military expenditure would be spent every year. Although most of it was swallowed up by the military generals, the remaining ones were enough to reserve countless equipment and materials.
But what Yan Fei couldn't believe was that when the warehouses everywhere were opened, most of the inside was empty, and even if there were supplies, they were mostly rags that were unbearable.
There are only a very small number of things in the warehouse to deal with the inspection, but not only the number is very small, but it has almost no maintenance, but it is only useful. For example, Yan Fei valued the most, only more than a hundred sets of Bingren armor. The other armors are all ruined, the leather armor has long been corrupted, and the iron armor is eroded.
As for swords, spears, bows and crossbows, all the swords are covered with rust, and they cannot even be pulled out of sheath. The only thing left is the iron head, and the wooden pole has long been corrupt. The bow and crossbows are even more exaggerated, and the bow strings are gone and they cannot be used at all.
The military rations reserved were all old grains that were not eaten, and they had grown moldy. The cloth that was supposed to be made for the soldiers' uniforms was not directly removed, and was replaced by dry straw. The military generals exchanged straw for the cloth and sold it for money. The degree of madness was crazy.
"You all saw it." Yan Fei casually put a rusty iron spear head in his hand on the ground. Looking at the dark and humid environment around Kuzang, he sighed heavily. "Do you still think I shouldn't kill those people?"
Zong Ze and Yue Wumu, who came to inspect the various materials in the warehouse with Yan Fei, looked ugly. Although they had heard that the imperial guards were already in a bad state, and when the house was confiscated and beheaded, every military general had a wealthy family at home, which was shocking. But until now, they saw with their own eyes that it looked like this in the national-level combat readiness warehouse, the good feeling of Yan Fei was surging in their hearts for the first time.
"I really didn't expect that the capital's access imperial guards were corrupted to this level!" Zong Ze has been exhausted these days, and at this moment, he was a little unstable when he saw the bodies in front of him. This old man was really worried about this country.
"A peaceful life of more than a hundred years." Yan Fei clapped his hands and walked out of the kuang. "These imperial guards are flowers raised in greenhouses. The soldiers are fine, at most they are pursuing food in their clothes. But what the generals ask for is wealth. What should they do if they don't have money? Of course, they start from the army they control. This kind of thing is normal."
"Does the court just ignore it?" Yue Wumu couldn't help but speak out, "There will always be someone to check so many inventory materials? Isn't anyone seeing it?"
"Of course they were all fed." Yan Fei explained with a smile, "Think about it, tens of millions of military expenditures are spent every year, and those generals of the imperial guards can finish their meals simply? Even if they can finish their meals, they dare to eat alone? Are you not afraid of the big turbans causing trouble for them? The scholars and officials who are favored by the Song Dynasty, but not military generals. If they really kill the military generals, they will definitely not hesitate."
Yan Fei looked at the indignant Yue Wumu and sighed in his heart that if I hadn't come to this era, your ending would have been wrongly killed by those big turbans.
"These generals and families have been passed down from generation to generation to control the imperial guards. They must have their own rules of conduct that can be passed down for so many years." Walking out of the warehouse and looking at the bright sunshine outside, Yan Fei shook his neck hard. "It is necessary to collude with relevant personnel in this way of embezzling military supplies. The whole thing is fed by the top and bottom. And it is not enough to use it for so many years without fighting. At the end of the year, it will be covered up."
"But what should I do with the equipment of the new army?" Zong Ze turned his angrily to Yan Fei. "Where did the swords and guns in the hands of the soldiers, their clothes, armor, and food in their belly come from? I have already found Sansi, and they said they couldn't even get the money."
"Why are you looking at me?" Yan Fei laughed. "Can you want me to come out?"
"Hmph." Zong Ze stared at the eyes, "The national magistrate has confiscated so many military generals, and the families of so many imperial officials have been seized countless times. Can't all these be occupied by the national magistrate?"
"You also know the harvest of house searches. The grain and copper coins are basically sent to the soldiers and the people in the city. The shops, land, etc. are taken to the court. As for antiques and treasures, they are sent to the palace." Yan Fei spread his hands directly, "What does this have to do with me."
The payment of grain, copper coins and other money was indeed distributed, but only part of it. Most of them were sent to the emperor's private treasury by Yan Fei. This is also an important reason why Zhao Ji and his son supported Yan Fei so much.
In this era of financial collapse, even the emperor was almost unable to get out of the way. The emperor and his son were both worried about money and were very happy to see Yan Fei sending so much money.
Yan Fei was not investing in the enemy, because according to his plan, the Supreme Emperor would be promoted to the heavens and be ranked in the Immortal Class in one month. As for Song Qinzong Zhao Heng, the soft-boy, it would not last long. After Yan Fei solved the Jurchens, he would be the time for him to follow his father.
The money sent to the emperor's inner treasury is just to temporarily settle their hearts, and will eventually return to Yan Fei's hands.
Yan Fei was useless to take the store land and land, and he had no idea of doing real estate here. So he took them all away in the name of the court, and then took them out for auction for money after the situation stabilized. The field shops near Bianliang City are very expensive.
Yan Fei brought treasures and antiques to the modern world to use them, but in name it was sent to the palace. Zong Ze had no way to go to the palace to ask the emperor Yan Fei if he had given them these things. Even if he really asked, the father and son had to pinch their noses and recognize them.
At least from the surface, Yan Fei has already separated his relationship with these things.
Zong Ze has no character and is very capable. However, it is not easy to figure out the twists and turns in it. It seems that Yan Fei can only be a different way. "Then you can't watch those recruits have nothing, right? They are your soldiers!"
"That's right." Yan Fei sighed lightly. "Since that's the case, I can only prepare myself."
The imperial guard system in Bianliang City has completely collapsed after Yan Fei slaughtered all the military generals. Nearly 200,000 imperial guards must have a way out. Yan Fei's choice is to incorporate them.
Of course, it is impossible to all be included in his Yan family army. These soldiers who were reclaimed in Bianliang City could not meet the requirements. Therefore, Yue Fei and others could only select a part of the real and strong trained them into a new army, and draw a large number of veterans who had fought bloody battles with the Jurchens as low-level officers to expand tens of thousands of troops.
As for the remaining ones, if the number of troops that were abolished and the number of troops that were abolished and the food and wages issued by the court would definitely lead to large-scale turmoil. Therefore, Yan Fei swept all those who were not qualified to be a new army into the baggage battalion and became logistics soldiers. He temporarily raised all these imperial guards.
On the surface, Yan Fei suffered a great loss and supported hundreds of thousands of people. This man ate the horse and chewed it every day with astronomical expenses. But in fact, Yan Fei used this method to collect nearly 200,000 soldiers into his own private army. If the family and relatives of these people were added, it would be almost the cornerstone of Bianliang City.
Holding this army in your hands is equivalent to mastering the lifeblood of this city. No matter what Yan Fei wants to do in the future, it will be easy and simple.
It’s not that no one can see Yan Fei’s intentions, but that most of the ones that can be seen have become dead souls under the knife. The rest of the remaining self-protection is too late, so who dares to actively put his head under Yan Fei’s knife at this time?
"Zihou, do you really know how to turn stones into gold?" Although Zong Ze saw Yan Fei bringing out a large amount of supplies out of thin air, he still asked in disbelief, "That's 200,000 people."
"Let the stone turn into gold?" Yan Fei smiled and thought for a while, then laughed and nodded, "It can be considered as almost right."
Using precious goods such as gold and jewelry from this era to exchange for a large amount of industrial materials in the modern world, this ability should be considered as turning stones into gold. Many people regard Yan Fei as a god, at least in this regard, he does have the ability like a god.
Yan Fei, who returned to the modern world, started purchasing again. He was not in a hurry to do weapons, armor, etc., and the former imperial guards had no combat power. Even if they were armed from their teeth to the G Gate, it would be useless. Because they did not have a brave heart.
Therefore, the things Yan Fei purchases must be mainly food. After all, Bianliang City is surrounded, and millions of people are consuming food in the city frantically. Most of the consumption in Bianliang City in the past relies on canal transportation. At this time, the cutoff of canal transportation means that the source is cut off.
Yan Fei must ensure that the people in this city will not collapse because they have no food to eat.
In addition to food, there are also many items such as salt, cloth, medicine, etc.
Fortunately, the production capacity of the modern world is far greater than the sum of thousands of years ago, and it is not difficult to buy a large amount of materials to send them away in the name of export.
When Yan Fei was busy working in his Yanshi International Import and Export Company, he received a call from Mu Yunxin.
Chapter completed!