From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 68 Acting as Salt Administrator
"Cheng Qian, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that Fan Jian was labeled a traitor by Li Chengqian, Emperor Qing was speechless.

"What Mr. Fan meant is that if the salt administration fails, the imperial court's finances will be in trouble."

"The financial problems of the imperial court prove that the Ministry of Revenue is incompetent." Li Chengqian rolled his eyes.

In his eyes, all the people in the court are his employees. If the company is not doing well, it is all the fault of you workers. You lack the ability, but instead of looking for the reasons within yourself, you run to the palace to find the chairman for help. Then why should I support you?
Even though Fan Jian was an old and cunning man, he was still upset by Li Chengqian's words.

By the way, everyone in the world knows that I, Master Fan Jianfan, am an expert in financial management. The current prosperity of Qing Kingdom is at least due to my contribution. But you, on the other hand, just dismissed me with one word: incompetent.

Besides, is this my business?
This is the matter of the Supervisory Commission and the Dali Temple. What does it have to do with me?
We are here to discuss the assassination case of the Imperial Salt Inspector. I am the victim. Who the hell is here to discuss salt administration with you?

Li Chengqian certainly didn't want to discuss the murder case with them. When did it become my turn as the Crown Prince to take charge of the pursuit of the murderer? As the Crown Prince, the future Emperor, I naturally have to focus on the entire court and the overall interests of the Qing Kingdom.

The salt administration is a cesspool, but it is also related to the stability of the world. After all, salt is a necessity for survival and indispensable to everyone. The current Qing Kingdom seems to be a prosperous era, but the price of salt is actually not low, and the people are burdened with a heavy burden, which is not good.

In Li Chengqian's view, the current salt administration must be reformed, and the guarantee of the reform is the new salt-drying method invented by Liu Qingmei.

It has to be said that Ye Qingmei is worthy of being a top student in science and engineering. She has brought many changes to the world. The new salt-drying method is one of them, which has greatly improved the efficiency of salt extraction and production scale.

Unfortunately, in this world, productivity does not determine production relations, but rather backward production relations restrict advanced productivity.

There are many examples like this in Daqing.

Ye Qingmei's arrival turned this originally pure feudal dynasty into a patchwork monster.

This is an opportunity, but also a challenge.

If the production relations can be straightened out and adapted to the development of some productive forces, Daqing's national strength will inevitably take off.

But Li Chengqian didn't want to waste his energy.

This kind of thing sounds extremely troublesome, time-consuming, labor-intensive and stressful.

He wants to be Qianlong, not Yongzheng.

This is the core idea and cannot be changed.

So

Father!
You must conquer a great empire and work hard to develop Daqing's productivity, leaving it to me to ruin!

You must work hard!
"Enough." Emperor Qing couldn't stand Li Chengqian's attitude anymore and slammed the imperial desk in front of him. "The Supervisory Office is responsible for handling murder cases. You will handle the salt administration."

"Me?" Li Chengqian pointed at his nose in confusion, unable to believe his ears.

Let me handle the salt administration?

"You are the crown prince, and you are not young anymore. It is time for you to learn how to govern. This time, I will take this opportunity to practice."

No, I'm here to be a young master! You want me to be a fortress?
"Also, next time you come to court in a wheelchair, I will smash it." Seeing Li Chengqian's reluctant look, Emperor Qing added viciously.

"what?"

That's what I said.

In the hall, except for Li Chengqian, the other four people looked up in astonishment and looked at Li Chengqian sitting in the wheelchair.

If you were to say what the people of Qing had the greatest impression of the prince, it would be just two words: disabled.

Li Chengqian sat in a wheelchair and swayed around every day, making everyone think that his legs were really disabled. Who could have imagined that a healthy prince would sit in a wheelchair and go to court every day?

What was he thinking? "Prince, your leg, is it healed?"

"It's never been broken!" Li Chengqian glanced at the stuttering Li Chengze, stretched his legs deliberately in the wheelchair, and stomped his feet on the ground. "Look, isn't it fine?"

After saying this, he stretched his legs and stamped his feet, but didn't stand up from the wheelchair.

"Then you still..."

"What's wrong with me?" Seeing Li Chengze pointing at his wheelchair, he smiled and said, "You mean the wheelchair? This wheelchair is well made. It's very comfortable to sit on, and it moves just as fast as an ordinary person. It's great, I like it very much."

"Cheng Qian!!"

Emperor Qing's deep voice resounded, his narrow eyes glaring fiercely at him, "This is the Linhu Palace. Your Majesty, please enter the palace. Have I granted you a seat?"

Li Chengqian then reluctantly stood up from the wheelchair.

Seeing Li Chengqian really stand up, the four people in the hall felt a sense of absurdity: "How the hell is this possible?"

Is it really okay to play with all the civil and military officials in the court at your fingertips, or to pretend to be disabled and make fun of all the civil and military officials in the court?

"Someone, throw this broken chair out. I don't want to see it again."

At that moment, two attendants came in and pushed Li Chengqian's wheelchair out.

"Just let me sit outside the hall. I want to sit down later." Li Chengqian said.

"Li Chengqian, shut up! This is Linhu Palace, not your East Palace." Emperor Qing slammed the imperial desk and said angrily.

Li Chengqian frowned, feeling that Emperor Qing's mood was a little off today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Father, are you really confident in handing over the salt administration to your son?" Li Chengqian raised his head and looked at Emperor Qing's gloomy face with an uncertain expression.

"Of course, from now on, you will be the acting salt administrator. Of course, the deficit in this year's salt administration must be made up as soon as possible. I'll give you one month."

"In one month, how much has been lost this year?"

"Six million taels." Fan Jian said from the side.

"How much power do I have?"

"From now on, the Salt Law Department will be in your charge, Mr. Fan, talk to him about the Salt Law Department."

"No need. I know what the Salt Law Department is. What I'm asking is, do I have absolute power in the Salt Law Department, and no one can hinder me, including the Minister of Revenue?"

"What do you want to do?" Emperor Qing felt something was wrong and asked subconsciously.

"I don't want to do anything, but the Salt Law Department is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue. If I were in charge of the Salt Law Department, I wouldn't want the Ministry of Revenue to be in charge of me. At least while I'm in charge of the Salt Law Department, the Ministry of Revenue must fully cooperate with me."

Emperor Qing and Fan Jian exchanged glances, and Fan Jian hesitated before saying, "Okay."

"You are just a minister, how can you make decisions for the minister?" Li Chengqian looked at Fan Jiandao.

"Your Excellency, I am weak and ill, and have already asked for leave from the court. Now, all matters concerning the Ministry of Revenue will be handled by me."

In Linhu Palace, facing Emperor Qing and others, Fan Jian was naturally not afraid of any problems if his words got out.

"Well, with what Lord Fan said, I feel relieved." Li Chengqian nodded and looked up and asked, "Father, is there anything else?"

"The Salt Administration is of great importance, impacting the national finances and the stability of the court. I have only two requests: one, it must not affect the stability of the court, and two, it must not affect the salt tax." Emperor Qing thought for a moment, his tone becoming erratic. "You look down on this and that all day long. This time, let everyone see what you are capable of, and see what justifies your contempt."

(End of this chapter)