Two hundred and forty-six, Drunk orchid under the cherry blossom tree (Part 2)

Although in Feili's opinion, letting a dignified prince go to the jail to be a madam is a very expensive matter no matter how you look at it, and it is even considered a great humiliation. However, Mitsui Ryuki Daxi and Máo Shinichi himself obviously do not think so.

"... Regarding this idea, I have passed through the letter with Shinchichi, and received his approval - as a commendation for him to take the lead in withdrawing the vassal land, the court will grant him an official position of "Picking NV Yu" (selecting the NV man for the Emperor, but this Emperor Kumazawa is already a dying old man in his seventies, and the next one is NV emperor, I really don't know who to choose it for). Then you find a way to give him the rank of a reserve colonel, and the position is naturally the garrison commander of the "Xijing Retreat" comfort station. Finally, in order to make this guy completely calm, please ask Minister Zena to arrange a short position in the future concession city hall. Well, it's called "** Processing Section Chief"..."

Mitsui Ryuki Daxi, who was already slightly drunk, shook her cute fingers while happily telling her new ideas, as if she had completed a crayon graffiti, her face full of proud expressions of "Come and praise me"...

But Feili was already covered with it? She couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hands, and the blue veins on the sun were oozing - like this, she was so evident that she was addicted to her, and she became darker and darker... It was simply a triple position arrangement that made people wonder how to complain about. Are you afraid that others wouldn't know if this guy was from the hospital?

However, since Mitsui Ryuki was so persistent, Feili naturally agreed without any means - even if he wanted to be embarrassed, it was still the unlucky person who was in a bad mood. Since even this guy doesn't care about it himself, why should he meddle in other people's business?

Moreover, compared to squatting in a cold yamen and having a dead salary, although his reputation for managing the "Xijing Hot" comfort center is slightly worse, he is indeed both powerful and rich... Although after unfortunately taking up several ridiculous positions offered by Sister Mitsui, this reputation is probably going to be a big flaw...

Of course, favors are time-consuming and will not be useful once they are forgotten. In order not to spend this easy-to-get favor, Feili immediately hit the snake and spoke to Mitsui Ryuki Daxi:

"...Miss Ryuki Mitsui, since I have given up all the only money-making industries affiliated with the legion, I have given up this sentence. So should you be more generous in the allocation of military expenditure? Recently, due to an additional large fleet that needs support, you have to build Nagasaki military port and fortress, but your military expenditure has not increased. The vault of our Giant Bear Legion is like a waterfall.

Now we are going to conquer the Satsuma family in the south, but the opening fee that should be provided by you has not been seen, and the officers and soldiers are extremely dissatisfied."

He made a request with a slight threatening tone, but it made Sister Ryuki Mitsui unable to help but smile bitterly.

"...This...is probably a bit difficult. Not only is the opening fee, but the pre-war rewards and fleet fees are really not enough. You can only find a way to pay with your savings first. Even the basic military pay expenses this month can be postponed for a while before reissue..."

When it comes to financial matters, Mitsui Ryuhime Daxiongo immediately sighed and put down the wine cup, and his expression became much more awake. "...The population of hundreds of thousands, and the various assets saved by the business group for hundreds of years are all about to be moved from Osaka to Kyushu. There is also the expenses for building the new capital of Nagasaki, which are even more huge. But the income of the court is very pitiful, and the capital chain is about to be broken..."

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In fact, Major General Fili Taylor is not unaware of the extremely embarrassing financial situation of the Nagasaki court now.

Although the throne and court of Emperor Kumazawa, as well as the actual ruling model of the former Osaka chaebol + Nasèrel Empire's Far East garrison, has been initially recognized nationwide. Mitsui Ryuhime herself, without any objection, successfully became the first regent in history, but this does not mean that the entire regime structure has been established. Especially the most critical and important tax system, which is still in a sad semi-paralyzed state.

Although the territory of Kyushu Island and Shikoku Island has been collected from the central government, this year's taxes have been promptly "pre-collected" by the old vassal lords before the transfer. If they continue to plunder, it is very likely that the poor will be forced to lose their way out and even jump up and start a violent attack.

Although the princes of the Northeast and Western countries had surrendered, they still basically maintained a situation of autonomy. Except for a small amount of tribute, they would not pay any taxes directly to the central government.

Therefore, under the leadership of Mitsui Ryuhime, the new imperial court, except for the Kanto bases that were as big as Kamakura, Kamakai, and Suruga, who could collect a certain amount of money, grain and tribute, the rest could only rely on their old capital to live.

However, no matter how frugal the project of relocating the capital, it still costs a lot. Coupled with the huge military spending that had flowed out like a waterfall, and the destruction of a large number of important cities and commercial outlets, even if the gold and silver accumulated by the Osaka chaebols for many years is sufficient, it has been consumed by only leaving but not entering. It has gradually become a little empty...

However, this understanding is only understanding. If you want to use this as an excuse to force yourself to make any free contributions, then you will be free of charge.

"...Hey, as the saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. Why do you want to cut off your salary before the war?"

Feili put down the wine cup with great dissatisfaction, and knocked on the black lacquered food box beside her twice, "...My giant bear army is not a professional mercenary who only recognizes money but not people, but it is not an international aid organization. Dear Sister Mitsui Ryuki, we are close allies. Since you have some difficulties at hand, I will pay for you out of your own pocket and fight this last battle for free. But the question is...what should I do afterwards? Maintaining the long-term combat readiness of the 15,000 army, and the huge expense of maintaining and maintaining nearly forty three-masted sail warships of the Far East Fleet are not something that I can support for in the long term.

For this month's military expenditure, I can use the public savings I had in the Mazka mainland before, but your tax collector of the court may not have to pay the new money until the summer grain harvest season. So what should I do next month? What will be next month? And what will the officers and soldiers under my command who are eager to make a fortune think? You can't ask us to pay money and life."

Although Feili's accusations were very severe, Mitsui Ryuki Daxi's expression seemed to be extremely confident and looked confident.

"...Next month? After next month, I will have money."

She put down the wine cup, took the cherry tea served by the servant NV, sipped a few sips to relieve the wine, "Well, you should know that the people on the island today are not without money, but they are still very rich..."

"...I know this, but the problem is that their money is too scattered, and you can't easily collect their savings, especially at this critical moment when even tax collectors can't get it together..."

Feili also put down the wine cup, tasted the cherry tea, and then frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

Just like in the cooking booth in this country, the pattern of the dishes is always satisfactory than the portion of the dishes, this kind of tea made from cherry seeds can only be described as having no scent of scent-the cherry trees have no edible value, and no matter how hard they are, they cannot be put into the pot.

Another dish took a sip of cherry tea with a cherry tree and said calmly: "...Because the plague has not yet ended completely, in order to raise funds for the capital to move the capital, my sister plans to raise the price of all the treatment water produced by the Western alchemist workshops for sale ten times. Since the southwest vassals have converted to three nv gods, they are basically not worried about treatment, so they mainly face the markets of the northeast vassals... Humph, those mobs who stole the Buddhist temples may be able to hide and not pay taxes, but they can't just end up spending their money and rather die than buy yào."

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The price of people in the country to save lives is increased ten times in one go?

Hearing such an immoral and fierce plundering technique, Fei Li suddenly felt a little.

"...Hey, it's a bit too immoral to use this kind of conscience to plunder money from the people. Sister Ryuki Mitsui, where did you go as the leader of the country? Did you drink it all with tea?"

The dark politician Zena opened the folding fan with a "snap" and laughed.

"...Oh hehehehe, you are so bad, Mitsui Ryuki Daxiǎo, but she is quite in my appetite..."

In response to this, Mitsui Ryuki Daxie just shrugged her shoulders very barely and spread her hands.

"...Apart from that, what else can I do to make money quickly? The country is in ruins and urgently needs reconstruction. Industry and commerce and import and export trade are almost shut down. Every day, countless coins flow out of the vault like a waterfall, but the taxes are not collected... Since you want to get more military funding, then in terms of my ways to make money, you should not pay too much attention to any festival..."

She thought for a moment and added, "...Of course, if someone really can't afford healing water but wants to save his life, she can naturally convert to the three NV gods we serve, and even if they are their own people, they can be treated for free.

However, if you want to join His Highness Woking's church, you have to give out one-quarter of your property as membership fee in advance, and those misers will inevitably lose money. And His Highness' churches, Misterla and Elise, should be better off taking similar measures, so as not to let hypocrites take advantage of the loopholes..."

“…That’s right, for politicians, festivals and other things are the most annoying.”

Minister Zena nodded and agreed, but asked again, "...But even if this batch of treatment water can be sold smoothly, it is expected to be a maximum of several million chunks of money. If you want to use this money to maintain the summer grain and autumn taxes to treasury, it is probably barely enough. But if you continue to persist, with the vastness of military spending and city construction expenses, you may have a financial crisis in winter..."

"...This is not a problem at all. As long as we persist until this summer and maintain political stability, we will receive a large sum of money, enough to support the end of the entire reconstruction work."

Sister Ryuki Mitsui said this with confidence, and then in the surprised eyes of the other two, she took out a copy of the document that was very beautifully framed and gold-painted with four corners, and reached out to hand it over.

Feili took the document and was immediately dizzy by the rows of densely packed fly heads.

"…is this…a loan contract? Well, or an international loan? In so many languages?"

He frowned and asked hesitantly. Mitsui Ryuki Daxi said, showing off his eyebrows.

"...Hmm, don't read this document. This is the largest business we have made in the East in the past thirty years - by His Majesty the Emperor of Xianglong Empire, who used the land and tariffs and salt taxes of Shanghai and Zhoushan as collateral ten years ago, to the Woking Church and the Far East Colonial authorities of the Far East, and urgently borrowed 25 million taels of silver to the Imperial Deeds of the Far East Colonial Authority of the Woking Church and the Far East Colonial Authority.

The terms in the article stipulate that the annual interest of this loan is 5 cents, and the cash discount is 84%, which should be paid in batches within twenty years. If a portion of the Xianglong Empire has already paid in advance, as of the deadline of August this year, the Xianglong Empire should repay our silver with principal and interest again 32 million taels of silver... The 22 million taels of silver, according to relevant terms, should belong to our wealth church, and the remaining 10 million taels of silver should be given to the highest military and political chief of the Nairer Empire in the Far East - that is, you."

Looking at Feili's increasingly surprised expression and her mouth that was wide enough to be stuffed into a fist, Mitsui Ryuki Daxi couldn't help but become more excited, "...Nah, with such a huge sum of money, at least in the next few years, we don't have to worry about financial issues."

"...Well, if you can get this debt back, then naturally everything will be fine."

After a moment of silence, Feili weakly raised a little doubt, "...But, such a huge sum of money, even a giant like Xianglong Empire, it may be difficult to take it out in one go. Wouldn't you worry that the emperor will default on the debt?"

"...Well, I got the point, but do you think my father, who was in charge of negotiations and signing contracts, wouldn't even think of such a thing?"

Mitsui Ryuki Daxi, sister shaking her fingers proudly and said with a smile.

"...In order to prevent Xianglong Empire from stolen debts in the future, my father asked the ancestor god of the royal family of Xianglong Empire to issue a promise to the Styx as a guarantee when he signed the loan agreement. Humph, if the emperor dared to breach the contract, he would immediately encounter the tragic disaster of the dragon vein and the collapse of the ancestor spirit. At that time, I am afraid that even the throne will not be stable.

Therefore, even if the Xianglong Empire really doesn't make any money, it can only pay the collateral. Then, through the commercial network of the Wokjin Church, find a way to resell these privileges and land, and you can also get enough cash. In short, it is..."

At this point, the loli always stood up with her chest, posing as if she was arrogant, and proudly announced: "A real man, ??ない(It doesn't matter, no problem.)"

"…Uh…Sister Daxiǎo, you have already made the promise like this, then I have no problem."

After receiving this decisive guarantee to cure, Feili breathed a little relieved and nodded slightly to agree. Then she drank the light but boring cherry tea in one sip, looked up at the military camp below the hillside, and looked down from a distance.

-Along with the deafening horns and snare drums, 15,000 troops had already been assembled in the wilderness of the eastern suburbs of the city. The continuous tents were like the sea. The officers and soldiers of various units were practicing day and night, waiting for the order to go south to set off.

On the blue sea on the other side, the giant floating warship of the Xiangrui, which was still gradually repairing, was also led by the old black dragon Sherlock Holmes and the silver dragon Xuefeng, two hard-working boatmen, pulling heavy chains in the air and slowly dragging it into the Nagasaki Port where the shadows and masts are full of sails...

--The final battle to end this great destruction is about to break out.

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ps: I recently checked the information and found a very interesting thing: Oda Nobunaga's old lady, Mrs. Toda, is not too famous, but she has been living in Kyoto since Nobunaga's arrival at Luo. When Mitsuhide killed Nobunaga and his son, she forgot Nobunaga's mother. When the Cheongshu Conference divided the Oda family's heritage, no one thought that she would invite this old lady out. When the monkey came to power, she didn't seem to disturb Mrs. Toda. When Sekihara fought against the two sides, there was nothing she had to do with her. Until the Battle of Osaka, the Toyotomi family was destroyed, and the old lady seemed to have not died - but unfortunately history completely forgot her.

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