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Zhao Kuangyin didn't even need to say anything about this matter. The group of gossipers in the Censorate that the court kept finally came in handy.

The young censors in the Censorate were all talking nonsense:

"Hey! Shut up and stop spouting nonsense! The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun are the ancestral land of our Celestial Empire. You have been occupying Yanyun for a hundred years. Such wolfish ambitions and treacherous deeds deserve to be punished by all!"

Another imperial censor said: "I have often heard that the people of the Liao Dynasty are open-minded. After the father's death, the son inherits the family name, and after the elder brother, the younger brother inherits the family name. I dare to ask, is the current Liao Dynasty ruled by the Yelu family or the Han family name..."

This is a bit insulting. This group of censors talked at the same time and scolded Shi Jie of Liao so much that his soul left his body!

The literati of the Song Dynasty never play against the odds. The feeling of being able to hold one's head high and curse others at will is so cool!

The Liao envoys left the hall in tears! Such brutality! These scholars were so rude! The Liao Dynasty had been completely stripped of its underwear! What a shameful humiliation!

The Song Dynasty didn't care about these trivial matters. From top to bottom, everyone was busy with the matter of moving the capital. Three-quarters of the entire Bianliang city was moved.

If the imperial guards along the way don't leave now, when will they leave? We can even save the money for the escort agency.

The city walls of Youzhou have been expanded several times. After all, a large number of people coming to Youzhou need a place to live, and the land sold by the court now is still very affordable.

The Khitans were a nomadic people, and the best land in Youzhou was grazed by their sheep. The people of the Song Dynasty were furious when they saw that the good land was all covered with grass:

"These barbarians just don't know how to live! How much less grain will be produced from this good land every year!

The land for building houses in the city is sold, and the arable land outside the city is distributed to farmers for free.

Now all the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun belong to the people of the Song Dynasty, and the Liao people have retreated back to their homeland.

With so much more land, the entire Song Dynasty's mission now was to have children! As many as possible, because the emperor had his eyes on the Hetao region.

Zhao Kuangyin had long been drooling over the Hetao region, so he decided to keep the Liao region for now and eat the softest persimmons first.

If the Song Dynasty wanted to strengthen its army and horses, it had to occupy the Hetao region. The Song Dynasty was in great need of war horses. The Hetao region was known as the Jiangnan region on the Great Wall, with abundant water and grass and rich products.

As long as the Hetao area was captured and the Song Dynasty had enough war horses, it would be able to crush the Liao Dynasty and destroy the Western Xia. Once the north was stabilized, Dali and the surrounding lands would be easy to take.

Fortunately, the Song Dynasty made a fortune in Yanyun and confiscated 50,000 war horses. These were real war horses, not draft horses!

War horses are noble and only accompany their masters to the battlefield, not be kept in farmers' homes to pull carts. As soon as they are put on the cart frame, the war horse is useless. There is no longer the elegance of the unity of man and horse, and all that is left is the helplessness of listening to the shouts.

The stallions that the Song Dynasty bought from Western Xia had all been fanned and had no reproductive ability at all.

Zhao Kuangyin was so angry about this that his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do! It was really uncomfortable to be controlled by others.

Yin Laokou from the Ministry of Revenue was almost in tears. This year's new taxes plus the collection of various monopolies brought in 7000 million strings of cash. It seemed like a huge amount of money, but it could not withstand the pressure of having an emperor who spent money like water.

This time, after conquering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, the income and expenditure just broke even. Yanyun was about to complain about the large amount of gold used for the relocation of the capital.

The amount given by the emperor was 10 million strings of cash. Logically, 60 million strings of cash should be enough, but the expenses of the royal military academy, schools and officials in various places would require 12 million strings of cash.

And the arsenal deep in the mountains is a money-burning monster! This year's arsenal's budget has reached 10 million strings of cash.

After these deductions, almost half of the money was gone. A country as big as this one must keep some money. In case of a famine in a certain place, the court would have to take out money for disaster relief.

By this calculation, the actual amount of money that can be used is only 20 million strings of cash.

But the Song Dynasty is now going to fight a war of annihilation. God knows whether this money is enough.

That cannonball required several kilograms of copper. This was a good thing because a new copper mine had been discovered, otherwise the Song Dynasty would be desperate for copper coins!

But the imperial court really needed the Hetao region. As long as the Hetao region was taken, the food supply to Xixia would be cut off. Xixia would be like meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of others. They could starve the enemy to death.

Yin Laokou risked his life with a serious face: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Revenue can only take out 15 million strings of cash, no more! We have to leave some for living!"

Cao Bin jumped up and down, cursing Yin Laokou: "You are such a good man, Yin Laokou, what can you do with this little money? If there are not enough shells and bullets, are you going to let your brothers sacrifice their lives? Don't forget that your brothers' lives are worth 100 strings of cash each. I'm afraid that if you are stingy now, you will cry in the future!"

Yin Laokou pounded his chest when he heard this. This was simply rubbing salt into his wounds. The lives of soldiers were too precious. He couldn't even think about paying one hundred strings of cash for each one!

Old Yin took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "More than 20 million, not a cent left! You guys should save money and come back safely. It's not easy for us to save some money in the Song Dynasty. Don't dare to cause trouble!"

Zhao Kuangyin sat on the dragon throne and said calmly, "Thirty million cannot be less. My dear Lord Yin, don't worry about so many trivial matters. Money is only a thing outside of the body. As long as we take over Hetao and destroy Xixia, your Ministry of Revenue's treasury will be filled with silver!"

Yin Laokou was convinced. The emperor always played poker. This behavior of revealing his true identity was extremely immoral. Even if you were the emperor, you couldn't scare your subjects like this every day!

The officials in the court discussed logistics support, how to govern the country after the war, etc.

The massive machine of the Song Dynasty was wound up once again, and with banners flying, it set out from Youzhou. One hundred thousand imperial troops headed straight for the Hetao region! The Longyou Protectorate also dispatched fifty thousand troops to provide logistical support!

Huyan Zan led the elite imperial guards and pulled large and small carts straight to Western Xia.

Zhao Kuangyin did not go this time, but Crown Prince Zhao Defang followed the army and went to the front line to supervise the battle in person!

The civil officials of the Song Dynasty were numb. This prince would definitely be difficult to serve in the future. His family were all warmongers! If the prince had seen blood on the battlefield, he would become more and more domineering!

The royal family is too powerful now, and there's no sign of weakness among the three generations. It's going to be increasingly difficult to be an official in the future!

It is said that the Empress is leading the concubines and palace maids in the palace to prepare military rations day and night.

The imperial kitchen's large iron pots had two holes in them, and thousands of pounds of charcoal were used every day. The women in the palace were full of gossip and quarrels, and every day they were either arguing or fighting over food and clothing.

It's so annoying to hear the buzzing noise all day long. Song Hye-jin's management of the harem is like cutting off the fuel from the fire.

Instead of wasting time vying for favor, you might as well just work for me honestly!

You're so idle! If you want to see the emperor to complain, go ahead and dream on. Do you think the emperor dares to go? Does the emperor have the time to pay attention to you?

This person couldn't sit still. Song Huizhen looked at the group of flamboyant concubines and immediately suppressed them: "The masters are fighting bravely in front of us, who are you all dressing up so flamboyantly for? You are a bunch of heartless people!"