The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Daxia doubled its land and wanted to build a city to strengthen it, and then gave birth to an engineering battalion. Stimulated by a large number of projects, ordinary soil was not enough, and cement came into being.

Yang Lin directly ordered Bai Shizhong to come to Xincheng and prepare for the next move.

Ten days later, Bai Shizhong rushed to Xincheng with two prime ministers, Song Jiang and Fan Zongyin from Mingtang, and Ministers from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Household Affairs.

In the beautiful and beautiful mountain stream camp, I met the king of a country. He had just left Bianliang for more than a month, and the official's look was better than before. It seemed that he was having a good time.

Bai Shizhong stepped forward to salute, Yang Lin smiled and said, "It's hard work for you to come here."

"Eating the king's salary, sharing the worries for the king, this is the job of the ministers, so there is no such thing as hard work."

Yang Lin nodded and said, "I sent you here in a hurry this time because I have important business to discuss. How much was the total tax paid by the treasury last year?"

Bai Shizhong said without thinking about it, "Three hundred and sixty-five million guan."

Yang Lin nodded secretly, thinking in his heart, back then when Zhao Ji was at most 3000 million coins a year.

This is already a broken record. Da Song is indeed unique in terms of finance.

One must know that the Ming Dynasty of later generations never reached this number again, only less than half of it.

And since he has opened up so many business routes, it is expected that the tax will be doubled.

Fan Zongyin looked at the way the officials squinted their eyes and nodded, thinking for a while, won't it cost a lot of money again?

He hurried out of the line, bent down and clasped his fists and said: "Officials, last year's taxes were 2 million yuan, but the expenses were also high. Because of the border war, more than [-] million yuan was spent, as well as various education, housing, service money, etc. Pensions...a total expenditure of no less than [-] million yuan. The taxes collected have not been spent, and the shortfall has been made up only by issuing bonds to the sleeve building."

"However, to make up for the shortfall is to owe money to others after all. How decent is it for the dignified court to owe money to the people?"

Yang Lin shook his head while listening, disapproving, and said: "The bond is for this purpose. If the people don't trust the court, no one will rush to buy it. This time I am going to build roads!"

When the officials below heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wondering how much it would cost to build the road.

Yang Lin said with a smile: "The whole summer, build roads together, build cement roads!"

Bai Shizhong and Fan Zongyin looked at each other, and they both saw the sadness in each other's eyes. It's over... I worked so hard to save some money, and I was going to redeem the bonds. This time, it's all over.

Wouldn't it be a waste of talent to stop paving the road?

It is inevitable to spend money on wars, but is it really necessary to build roads?

Yang Lin saw that they were terrified, and said quickly: "Don't worry, the road is walked step by step, and road construction is the same. Let's build a few bustling commercial roads with many pedestrians first. As for the budget expenditure, we will continue to distribute it." The bond is fine."

Take it from the people and use it to the people, and then the people will feed back the imperial court through the convenience brought by the road.

Yang Lin's strides were too big, scaring his whole team of prime ministers, only one of them was very calm.

Song Jiang Nianxu said: "What the officials say is very reasonable. Road construction is a major event that will benefit the present and the future. But before the road construction, I think there is one more thing that needs to be done as soon as possible. "

"Gongming won my heart, tell me what it is." Yang Lin said approvingly.

"Suppress the bandits!" Song Jiang Zhenyi said: "In the Song Dynasty, bandits ran rampant. As far as I know, there are countless strong bandits on the ground in Shandong. This harm will inevitably lead to accidents during road construction.”

"Nowadays, the governors of the provinces are in command of the military power and the soldiers and horsemen under their command. They are all doing military duties and have nothing else to do. Why don't you order to wipe out the stubborn thieves in all provinces so that the people of the people can travel safely and safely."

Yang Lin's expression was a little strange, he lowered his head and muttered a few words, and said: "Song Gongming said very well, you must be very familiar with the bandit suppression, and you are the best candidate. You will be in charge of this nationwide bandit suppression, as the commander of the five armies. The government will cooperate with you to take charge of the bandit suppression in Daxia."

"When necessary, Gongming can leave Beijing and go to several provinces with severe banditry to personally supervise the plan to suppress the bandits. From bandits and bandits down to scissors, we will all be dealt with strictly!"

Song Jiang Jishou said: "I will live up to the entrustment of the officials, plow the court and sweep the holes, and wipe out all the thieves!"

What the Song Dynasty left to Yang Lin, apart from the prosperous and prosperous Bianliang, in fact, the locality has just escaped extreme poverty.

When Zhao Ji was in power, countless thieves from the people occupied the mountains and forests, gathered together to become kings, plundered merchants, and broke counties and counties at every turn.

These people are cruel and ruthless, and their methods are cruel, which is a harm to the people.

In the storybook, there are many righteous men and heroes, which are pure fabrications.

In fact, bandits are bandits. Their viciousness, dehumanization, robbing houses, and murdering whole families at every turn is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Apart from corrupt officials, there is nothing more harmful to the people than this.

Song Jiang took command and suppressed bandits all over the country, Yang Lin had a good idea in his heart.

Song Gongming is better than a man who knows himself and the enemy. As an official in a small county in Yuncheng, he must have come into contact with many thieves.

"I have made up my mind on road construction, and there is no need to discuss it. After you return to Beijing, you will come up with a practical plan. I have an idea, you can also refer to it, that is, first choose Bianliang to go to Daming In the section of the mansion, pave a road and official road to come out."

Yang Lin was arbitrary and did not give his subjects the chance to object. His prestige was there, and Fan Zongyin and Bai Shizhong didn't dare to object after saying a word.

This will be a big project no less than reclaiming wasteland in Liaodong. Perhaps Yang Lin has done too many things in these years.

When the treasury is empty and the money is not enough, bonds are issued.

This kind of method is not accepted by the mediocre officials in the envelope, but Yang Lin knows it well.

Only when the infrastructure is completed can we go a step further and bring Daxia to the next level.

Otherwise, it would be nothing more than simply repeating the old affairs of the dynasty, and another cycle of dynasty change.

In today's dynasties, there has never been a great achievement like Qin Shihuang's Yingzheng, and no emperor has brought the Chinese civilization to another qualitative change.

No matter how mature the old rules are, they must be broken. The doctrine of the golden mean and Yang Xue are simply incompatible!

Yang Xue has always paid attention to forging ahead, pioneering and innovating.

At this time, I gritted my teeth and laid a good foundation, and it will be more hearty when I take off a few years later.

Chapter 763 Eternal Prosperity

After the call was issued, the governors of all provinces rectified their troops, dispatched soldiers, and went into the mountains to suppress bandits.

The bandit-hit areas are the water bandits in Jingchu around Dongting Lake, and the King of the Mountain in Shandong and Hebei.

Song Jiang didn't go back to Bianliang directly, but turned around and went to Qingzhou Mansion in Shandong.

The governor of Shandong, Ye Fangheng, was in a hurry to make arrangements in the government office. Suddenly, several soldiers rushed in. Before Ye Fangheng could reprimand him, a little black fat man came in from behind.

Song Jiang is well-known among Shandong officials, but not many have actually met him.

Ye Fangheng, as a big official in the frontier, must have seen it when he went to Beijing to report on his duties.

"Hey, Taiwei, why are you here?!"

Song Jiang walked all the way to the top with his hands behind his back. After sitting down, he smiled and said, "The military situation is urgent. I didn't return to Beijing. I came here directly."

"I was born in Yuncheng, so why don't you know what kind of bandit den this original Jingdong East Road is now in Shandong. Governor Ye, how are you going to suppress the bandits?"