Datang: I show my cards, I am the emperor

At the moment when Wang Chen's words fell, Li Shimin's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Oh yes, why didn't he think of this joint point!

What Li Shimin's mind had been spinning around before was "making money and making money." "

On the contrary, they ignore the implementation of refining coarse salt into refined salt, which is not only a matter of obtaining simple money, but also a meritorious matter for the benefit of the country and the people.

As long as this industry is built, it will become a giant industry that will sweep the whole world.

After a certain period of time, it will become the overlord of the same or even better than the salt mining industry.

Other industries that rely on coarse salt refining will also take off.

That's a great thing for the country.

Although the foundation of the Tang Dynasty is still agriculture, with Li Shimin's vision, of course, he knows that business and trade are indispensable.

A rich country is the foundation of all prosperity.

Therefore, the balance that was originally wavering in Li Shimin's heart has begun to gradually tilt to the side.

It's just that after thinking about it, I still don't understand a little.

"Shopkeeper, in that case, can't the imperial court directly send officials to negotiate with you, why do you say that the Son of Heaven will cooperate with you in his private name?"

Wang Chen changed his seat and sat on Li Shimin's right hand.

Then with a mysterious face, he leaned over and whispered: "Because the Son of Heaven is also short of money!"

Listening to Wang Chen's words, which were full of affirmation.

Li Shimin couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart.

Minato!

A little secret has been discovered.

He really lacks money to spend, and he lacks it very much.

Since appropriating funds to build the Daming Palace, he is now tightening his belt every day to live.

Although it is not so much that you can't afford to eat and drink, the daily expenses are really a little tight in it.

At least Li Shimin had ordered a few days ago to seal and lock some palaces that were not commonly used in the imperial palace.

And most of the palaces that are brighter during the day have canceled the ever-bright candles.

Even these details have come in handy, which shows that Li Shimin has indeed begun to save money.

However, after rolling his eyes, Li Er still asked in a suspicious tone: "My Datang is so rich, and the Tang Dynasty is even more powerful and has countless worldly wealth. "

"Shopkeeper Wang, you said that you are still short of money to spend today, is it too much?"

Wang Chen sighed.

"I'll just say you don't understand, my Tang Dynasty is indeed rich, but that money is the money of the imperial court, and it is money hidden in the treasury. "

"Most of the money is spent on disaster relief, as well as various facilities and projects across the country, plus other official expenses. "

"The Son of Heaven has his exclusive treasury, called the inner treasury, and how much money is in the inner treasury is the wealth that the emperor can really call. "

Li Shimin nodded while secretly marveling at Wang Chen's understanding of these royal systems.

However, Li Er is used to it now, this little Wang shopkeeper has always been so divine since they first met.

It seems that in the entire huge Tang Empire, from top to bottom, there is nothing that Wang Chen does not know and does not understand.

"And the whole palace is equivalent to a family, more like a courtyard. "

"The Son of Heaven is the master of the yard and the supporter of the whole yard. "

"The daily expenses of the harem concubines, the maintenance of the palace, the expenses of eunuchs and palace maids, as well as the common consumption of rewards, candles and lanterns. "

"Even when it's hot, there is money to prevent heatstroke, and when it's cold, there is money to avoid the cold. "

"There are all kinds of expenses, and once the Son of Heaven is lavish, it will be slightly insufficient. "

Speaking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Nima, speaking of her own sadness.

The construction of Daming Palace this time, even if it is a big spend, isn't the private money not enough?

Li Er couldn't help but say in a hurried tone: "According to what Brother Wang said, the Son of Heaven is indeed a little nervous, so what is the general strategy for dealing with it?"

Wang Chen shrugged his shoulders, and then spread his hands.

"There are only a few ways to do this, either to increase the amount withdrawn from the treasury, or to open source!"

But when today's son is the king of the Holy Wisdom, he places more emphasis on diligence and thrift, and when he first ascended the throne, he had already clearly defined the amount of money that the royal family could withdraw from the treasury each year. "

"If the Son of Heaven is allowed to expand this number rashly, although it can be done, it will seriously affect his image as the Son of Heaven. "

Therefore, this article must never be used by the Holy Beings today. "

Li Shimin pondered for a long time, and there is no doubt about the analysis of this article.

It is impossible for him to ask the treasury for more money, unless he is too poor to eat.

Otherwise, one will damage the image of the emperor, and the other may cause a lot of discussion among officials in the DPRK and China.

When the time comes, what kind of imperial historian, what kind of official counselor, it is estimated that the song will fly to his table like snowflakes.

Not to mention anything else, just Wei Zheng's straight bull temper, then he had to rush to him to reason with him as soon as possible.

Li Shimin has a headache about this, so he will not easily cross this line.

"In that case, there is only one way to go!".

Wang Chen let out an "um" sound.

"If the Son of Heaven can have a way to make money, then there will be no shortage of money to spend in his inner pocket, and the emperor can let go of his hands at will and do what he wants. "

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