The next day, the moon and stars were sparse.

Before the rooster that could not lay eggs in the Prince's Mansion crowed, Zhu Zhanji was woken up by someone arranged by his father.

Then I got up under the moon, and after a series of "simple" tidying up, I arrived at Qianqing Palace in a numb state.

"I can't get through this day!"

Sitting on his own small bench, staring at the folds that had been piled high on the imperial desk early in the morning, Zhu Zhanji was speechless and choked.

"Great Sun, here are the reports sent by the Ministry of War regarding the march of the various Northern Expedition troops in the past few days, and here are the reports sent by the Ministry of Personnel regarding the filling of the vacancies after the Party's elimination of discipline and principles..."

Beside Zhu Zhanji, there was a steady stream of officials bringing the folds over. As he sat here, in a daze for a while, the pile of folds in front of him became a little higher.

After casually reading through several Ministry of War documents, Zhu Zhanji signed them, and then had someone stamp them.

Then he looked at the little snot on the side and said: "Where is Xia Yuanji, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance? Why didn't I see him come to Qinggong Dianmao today?"

Zhu Zhanji was still thinking about asking Xia Yuanji for money, but he had just noticed that Xia Yuanji did not come this morning.

Under normal circumstances, even if they don't go to court, civil and military officials will come to visit them every day if they have something to do.

It's similar to clocking in in later generations. Anyone who doesn't clock in will be kept in a small book by the boss.

"Your Highness Taisun, Shangshu Xia should still be counting the treasury of dirty punishments!"

After the little nose finished speaking, Zhu Zhanji was about to say something when he saw Xia Yuanji walking in at the door of Qianqing Palace with a blushing face.

If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here.

Ji Gang, who had all the power for a while, died,

If anyone in the civil and military dynasties was the happiest, it was definitely Xia Yuanji.

When the gold, silver and other items confiscated from Ji Gang's mansion were put into the household, Xia Yuanji's waist no longer hurt and his legs no longer ached.

The smile on his old face reached behind his ears, and his waist was straighter than before when he met everyone!

There is a difference between a wealthy household and a poor household.

Now that he was rich, officials from various ministries in the court saw that Xia Yuanji was closer than his own father.

Just like this, Xia Yuanji had just walked into the Qianqing Palace, and all the officials from the Sixth Department who were busy with what they were doing immediately put down what they were doing and greeted Xia Yuanji one after another.

With that smile, Zhu Zhanji felt that none of the officials were so enthusiastic when he came in.

"Xia Yuanji, the Minister of Hubu, is here to see His Highness Taisun!"

After Xia Yuanji greeted several officials from the Sixth Ministry of the same rank, he immediately came to Zhu Zhanji holding a folding book. After bowing, he handed the folding book to Zhu Zhanji and reported:

"Grandson, this is all the money confiscated from Ji Gang's residence. After being counted by the Ministry of Household Affairs all day and night, excluding antiques, calligraphy and paintings, the total value of everything is about ten million taels of silver!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and read the booklet once, then put it down, winked at the little snot beside him, and said: "Go, show Xia Shangshu some tea and give him a seat!"

"Here!"

The little sniffles seemed to be coming, and soon the serving eunuch brought tea and stools up.

After Xia Yuanji sat down, Zhu Zhanji moved his buttocks and sat down next to Xia Yuanji with his own stool. He touched Xia Yuanji with his arm and said:

"Master Xia, is Hubu considered rich now?"

When Zhu Zhanji asked questions, he had a beautiful smile on his face and was full of enthusiasm. He looked very much like the officials from the Sixth Department when Xia Yuanji came in just now.

But I don’t know if it’s because he didn’t learn it the same way. Xia Yuanji didn’t follow Zhu Zhanji’s trick.

This old man is a mature man. As soon as Zhu Zhanji smiled, he almost guessed Zhu Zhanji’s intention.

He took a leisurely sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and then stretched out a finger in front of Zhu Zhanji:

"Your Highness Taisun, for the purchase of wool, I can give you one million taels!"

"Old man Xia, you have gone too far. I worked so hard and took the risk of offending the emperor to pull Ji Gang off the horse. You just give me this little money?"

As soon as Xia Yuanji opened his mouth, Zhu Zhanji's expression changed, and he stretched out two fingers with an annoyed look on his face and said:

"Twenty million taels. As you know, although wool is not expensive, if you want to see the effect as soon as possible, you need at least 20 million taels. Otherwise, the herdsmen will not see the money and will not be able to inspire their determination to raise sheep!"

After hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Xia Yuanji's expression did not change at all, and then he took out another booklet from his arms, handed it over and said:

"Your Majesty Taisun, this is the population of the grassland compiled by Ye Bushou during his exploration of the grassland a few years ago. Headed by the Oara and Tatar tribes, according to the information obtained from the investigation, the total population of the grassland is around six million, excluding some

Slaves, the average number of herdsmen on the grassland is around two million. If each person raises ten sheep, then the number of sheep on the grassland should be around 20 million. Adding in some big nobles, the total number of sheep will be no more than 2 million.

There will be more than 50 million heads."

Zhu Zhanji took the booklet from Xia Yuanji and read it. The more he looked at it, the more wonderful the expression on his face became.

The things in this book are statistics on the population on the grassland, as well as the number of cattle, sheep and horses. Although some places are a bit vague, such a data can be obtained in this era.

Should I say it or not, this old man is indeed the money bag of Ming Dynasty.

He is still thinking about making money these days, but the old man has already investigated the situation of the people he is doing business with.

After Xia Yuanji finished speaking, he paused and continued:

"Your Highness Taisun, as far as I know, wool is not a valuable thing on the grassland, and the price of a sheep is only one tael of silver. Fifty million sheep, even if all the wool and sheep are purchased together, it will not

It costs more than 50 million taels of silver, and if we just buy wool to drive the grassland herdsmen to raise sheep, it will only cost 5 million taels of silver at most."

"Deal, five million taels of silver, just five million taels of silver!"

After Xia Yuanji finished speaking, Zhu Zhanji nodded immediately.

"Um???"

Xia Yuanji was stunned by Zhu Zhanji's words. He just made a simple calculation. When did he agree to five million taels of silver?

Xia Yuanji came back to his senses and was about to say something else, but saw that Zhu Zhanji had already patted his butt and sat back behind the imperial court with his small stool.

Then he picked up the pen and wrote a note, and handed it to the little nose on the side, who handed it to Xia Yuanji and said:

"This is a note for allocating silver taels. Xia Shangshu, the purchase of wool must be carried out as soon as possible. Five million taels of silver need to be collected as soon as possible. After all, this matter is related to the future strategic issues of the Ming Dynasty towards the grassland!

"

Xia Yuanji took the note in a daze and looked at the five million taels of silver written on it.

When I heard Zhu Zhanji speak again, it was the national policy of the Ming Dynasty. Who didn't know that Zhu Zhanji's so-called 20 million taels of silver was just asking for money and paying back the money.

He estimated that even the five million taels of silver exceeded Zhu Zhanji's low price.

However, Zhu Zhanji insisted on this matter, and he could only cup his hands with a wry smile and said:

"I accept the decree!"

"Okay, now that this matter is over, let's talk about the next business deal!"

Seeing Xia Yuanji agree, Zhu Zhanji said with a satisfied smile on his face.
Chapter completed!