Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

Three hundred thousand taels of silver...

Song Zhong swore that he had never seen so many in his life.

And what did Your Majesty just say?

I can just take 10,000 taels from it! Keep it for myself! !?

He stared at the thick stack of banknotes in Ma Sanbao's hand with shining eyes, and his breathing became a little faster.

But soon, his gaze fixed and he turned his head away and stopped looking.

Instead, he knelt and clasped his fists, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, although this humble servant is not involved in the affairs of the six ministries, I am aware that the national treasury is short of money, and the late emperor was often worried about this matter. Is this 300,000 taels of silver too much?"

"In fact, even though Your Majesty needs coal to make ceramics, in my humble opinion, the consumption of the kilns is not that great. The coal mined by the Ministry of Revenue is completely sufficient."

Even if there are 300,000 taels in front of you.

Even though His Majesty said frankly that he could even get 10,000 taels after completing the task.

But every meal is full.

Song Zhong could still tell the difference.

What was he now? The Commander of the Imperial Guard, directly under the Emperor's jurisdiction and a trusted confidant of His Majesty, in charge of criminal justice, investigations, arrests, interrogations, and so on. Even though he was only a third-rank official, in some ways, the power he wielded was greater than that of any second-rank official in the court.

And all of this depends on the Majesty in front of him.

One emperor and one courtier.

Jiang Lin of the previous dynasty was so glorious in the past, and now he can still be a deputy commander of the Jinyiwei. He is already very lucky.

Three hundred thousand taels of silver is a huge sum even if you look at the entire national treasury.

But now, His Majesty is actually throwing all this money at him to go dig coal in Shanxi just to stock up on fuel for the kilns in the Qianqing Palace?

The country’s income is not much now.

How much silver is there in your Majesty's treasury for him to squander like this?

Song Zhong had worked hard to reach his current position. He did not want to see the Xin Dynasty collapse within a few years.

Even Ma Sanbao on the side could not help but advise: "Your Majesty, I also think that what Commander Jiang said makes sense. Using so much silver to mine coal..." He did not say it directly, but the meaning was very clear - it is too wasteful and too extravagant.

Although he knew that His Majesty had the means to refine glass.

But His Majesty also said: If there is too much glass, it will be worthless!

"Go and do it!"

Zhu Yunhuan didn't say much, his eyes were stern, and he gave the order firmly.

Firstly, there was no need for him to explain so much, and secondly, even if he told them the purpose of this move, they would not understand.

However, the emperor's supreme power is ultimately useful.

Being stared at by Zhu Yunhuan, Song Zhong felt as if a kind of imperial power from top to bottom was exerting pressure on him, which made his heart skip a beat - he had no doubt that if he disobeyed any more, the young emperor in front of him would immediately beat him up!

"Yes, I understand." Song Zhong immediately clasped his fists and accepted the order.

Simultaneously.

There was also a vague feeling in my heart: this matter might not be simple.

Nothing else.

Except for Ma Sanbao.

He was the person who had the most contact with Zhu Yunhuan. Others did not know it, but he had already realized something: this young emperor who was able to rise to the throne so quickly at such a young age was definitely not someone who could not distinguish between priorities.

But he just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

Spending three hundred thousand taels of silver to mine coal...what can you actually accomplish?

But he also knew it.

As the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the most important thing for him is loyalty.

Whether he wants to understand this or not.

His Majesty has given the order.

He has to do it, do it safely, and do it in a way that will satisfy His Majesty.

……

Wait until Song Zhong leaves the Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Yunhuan nodded, smiled faintly, and said to himself: "Song Zhong is a smart man. He is afraid that I will ruin the Ming Dynasty and his position as the commander of the Jinyiwei will end."

So it is.

He did not blame Song Zhong for his questioning.

Instead, he had more trust in Song Zhong in his heart - he always believed that most of the time, the biggest rope that bound a person was interest.