The Sun and the Lion

After an unknown amount of time, the sun shone in through the window and illuminated the brocade quilt on the bed. The two people under the brocade quilt did not react at all, and still maintained the same posture as last night.

Ibrahim opened his eyes. After all, many years of life on the run and nearly two years of fighting on the battlefield had given him good physical fitness. It didn't matter if he did it all night. After waking up, he still had time to admire the person next to him.

While watching, his hands moved restlessly, as if he was playing with a doll or a life-size pillow. However, Ibrahim was still concerned that he was holding a living person in his arms instead of a stuffed fabric leather case, so he started much softer.

After being teased like this, Mira opened her eyes with difficulty and found that she was being played with by Ibrahim like a doll. She couldn't bear it, the red clouds quickly climbed up her cheeks, and she reminded softly: "Your Majesty..."

After Ibrahim heard her moans, which were as subtle as mosquitoes, he kissed her cheek and let her go. Then he sat up and was dressed awkwardly by Khanum.

"You can come in." Ibrahim shouted loudly, and the attendants who had been waiting outside the door opened the door and entered. The leader is Anna. As Shahansha's favorite slave girl, she was temporarily entrusted with the important task of managing the servants due to the current lack of manpower to manage the servants, and assisted the real mistress Khanum in managing the harem.

However, because Ibrahim lived a simple life, and other female relatives died, disappeared, and married outside, the harem was small in size and the number of attendants was small, so it was easy to manage.

After getting up and getting dressed, Ibrahim led a group of followers to visit his father-in-law.

"Your Majesty." After introducing Ibrahim into the hall, Ali bowed and saluted, "I would be very grateful that you could visit my humble residence." He complimented somewhat unfamiliarly. After all, he was once the king of a country, even if it was just for a short time. A vassal of the Aries Dynasty.

"Indeed, compared with Gilan, this villa is really wronging you." Ibrahim responded.

"Your Majesty, although Tabaristan is rich, it is not as prosperous as Tabriz under your rule?"

"Tabriz is indeed nice. You will have plenty of time to retire here in the future." Ibrahim thought silently. Tabaristan must be in his own hands and not controlled by local forces. Nowadays, the appointment of Ali as the hereditary governor is just a temporary measure, boiling the frog in warm water, and must be done slowly.

And he said on the face: "My father-in-law, you can't say that. Gilan and even the entire province of Tabaristan cannot do without you. I don't need a Tabaristan where bandits are rampant, refugees are everywhere, and the fields are barren." "

Seeing Ibrahim's affirmation of his ability, Ali quickly agreed: "Since my good son-in-law trusts me so much, I can't stay in the capital and waste myself."

After blowing the rainbow fart, Ibrahim left Ali's temporary residence. In a few days, he would leave Tabriz and return to Gilan to continue running Tabaristan.

The King of Kings returned to the study and continued to handle government affairs with the help of the secretary as usual.

"Your Majesty, we have counted the spoils of Diyarbakır after they were put into the warehouse. Now we can pay off the loans of those Bazaar merchants, and there will still be some left after paying off, probably a few tumans, The specific amount can only be known after these silver coins and silverware of different shapes are sent to the mint." Tovmas respectfully reported that he has been in a much better mood these days. Since the loot was put into the warehouse, the Ministry of Finance has Much more comfortable.

"It's too wasteful to mint silverware into silver coins. Just sell it like other trophies and exchange it for cash. Then mint it into new coins and use it to repay the debt. Also, the fineness of silver coins does not need to be so low. Restoration To 80%." Ibrahim replied after thinking for a while.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Also. Now Kurdistan has established a province, and Arab Iraq is almost the same. Both places are not barren lands, and they should be able to increase a lot of income." Ibrahim appeased the financial vizier, and then continued: " When the tax revenue comes in this fall, you can make a statistics and let everyone know how much tax Tabriz can receive. This will also make it easier for us to arrange next year’s expenditure plan at the State Council.”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"After you go back, in addition to these jobs, you will also select some loyal and reliable financial bureaucrats. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. There is no limit on origin or belief, as long as they can be loyal to me and serve the Safavid family."

Ibrahim plans to establish a new agency, which is not part of the government department, to take care of the royal assets and other miscellaneous matters related to the royal assets, and to meet the needs of the palace. This organization was first named the Imperial Property Department.

As the regime gradually stabilized, Ibrahim finally had time to think of some crooked ways to open up money. For example, monopolizing the domestic loan sharking business, dominating the domestic slave trade, etc.

The mint and all precious metal mines will also be brought under the management of this agency, ensuring the country's economic security under the management of the Shah. Ibrahim could also recruit some royal merchants to work for him through this organization. It was still too low for the monarch to negotiate business with the merchants in person.

After entertaining the financial vizier, Ibrahim summoned the grand vizier.

"Your Majesty, Grand Vizier Muhammad Zakaria has arrived." After a while, the guard came in and reported.

"Invite him in."

Muhammad sat on the carpet with ease, faced Ibrahim, and proactively asked: "Your Majesty, why did you summon me?"

"My Grand Vizier, Kurdistan has been pacified and the road to Syria has been opened to Tabriz." Ibrahim drew with his finger on the map on the table from Tabriz to Aleppo A straight line.

"Your Majesty, are you going to attack those Mamluks?" Muhammad was a little frightened. The Mamluks defeated the Ottomans a few years ago, and now the Safavid dynasty has just been established...

"No, it's an envoy. I need to organize a large envoy to go to Aleppo, Damascus and Cairo. To express goodwill to the governor of Syria and the Sultan of Cairo, and to reach some win-win cooperation..."