Chapter 620 Chapter 620: The Emperor's Salary

"Excuse me, Marquis Aslan, what are the expenses of the royal family?"

Vlada would not continue to ask silly questions, but instead cared about the little emperor's future living expenses.

"Your Majesty's fees are mainly divided into three types. The first is the palace fee, with 1,000 gold coins per year. The second is the inner court fee of 500 gold coins, and the third is the royal family fee of 500 gold coins!"

Aslan said unhurriedly.

Vlada's mouth was wide open, and she looked at Aslan in disbelief, planning to send His Majesty the Emperor two thousand gold coins a year.

"Marquis Aslan, isn't this a little too much?" Flada said bravely.

"Excessive? Excessive there." Aslan asked solemnly.

"Do you know how much His Majesty's annual expenses were in Kyoto? One and three million gold coins. Of course, I dare not ask for too much. At least one-tenth of the original amount! This is for the Marquis of Aslan It's not that difficult!" Flada said.

Aslan nodded and took out a list.

"The annual military expenditure of the 300,000 Imperial Guards in Kyoto is more than 700,000, plus the maintenance cost of weapons is 100,000 gold coins. As for the food, it belongs to the national treasury expenditure and has not been counted. Otherwise, there are 200,000 gold coins. The cost of repairs will be 50,000 gold coins, food and clothing will cost 200,000 gold coins, and palace servants and officials will spend more than 100,000 yuan. Adding in the corruption of officials at all levels, it will indeed cost 1.3 million gold coins."

Flada was in a cold sweat, she didn't expect Aslan to be so clear.

"There is no military expenditure, 800,000 is written off, and the palace repair expenses are written off. There are not so many servants and officials. Clothing, food, and salaries can also be written off. As for corruption of ink, it is even more impossible. In fact, His Majesty doesn't need much money at all." Slan's serious nonsense appearance made Vlada look like he had seen a ghost.

"Marquis Aslan, did you make a mistake? After all, His Majesty still has a large group of guards and servants coming back, and a few of them have hundreds of people. How can we not count food, clothing and salary?" Flada argued.

Aslan smiled slightly, pointed at the castle and said, "How many people do you think can live here at most?"

Vlada looked at the castle and the two newly built small buildings not far away, and after making an estimate, said: "Two hundred people!"

"That's right. In order to ensure His Majesty's comfortable life, the number of people is 200. The rest of the people can only leave. What's more, it's hard to say whether there will be 200 people left all the way here." Asi Lan said with a look of disdain.

Flada was unable to complain, so she could only remain silent.

"I don't know what's the difference between these three kinds of consumption?" Flada didn't want to continue to delve into it. It was obvious that Aslan was determined not to give the little emperor Shani too much money.

"The court fee is the official expenses of your majesty's family, and the inner court fee is your majesty's salary, but it is not your majesty's personal salary, but includes the salary of all members of the royal family. The royal family fee refers to the expenses of the rest of the royal family, such as the children of the emperor. "

As soon as these words came out, Flada was completely dumbfounded.

The court fee is for official consumption, that is, public funds, which cannot be used at will. If you want to use the thousand gold coins, you must apply for it.

The royal fee is even more ridiculous, the other members of the royal family, the little emperor Shani is only sixteen this year, and he doesn't even have an heir, which means that the 500 royal fee can't be used.

The little emperor Shani only had 500 gold coins that he could really use.

Countless mud horses galloped past in Vlada's heart. If he didn't think that he would not be able to beat Nuo Mili next to him, he really wanted to splash the black tea in his hand on Aslan's face.

"Who is responsible for the salaries of the servants and guards?" Vlada asked.

"Of course His Majesty will be responsible." Aslan replied very seriously and affirmatively.

"What about the daily food supply?"

"It's His Majesty himself who sent people to purchase!"

Vlada went crazy, and he was worried about the future life of the little emperor.

If they hadn't left this time, they would have brought tens of thousands of gold coins with them. Otherwise, relying on the five hundred gold coins, he was worried that His Majesty would starve to death.

"Marquis Aslan, can the internal court fee be increased a bit, or give His Majesty some other income." Flada asked feebly.

Aslan shook his head very firmly.

"It is impossible to increase the internal court fee, but I allow His Majesty to operate the business legally, in accordance with the Merlot Charter."

Flada opened his mouth and finally agreed, and he had to bow his head under the eaves.

He was worried that after seeing these treaties, the little emperor Shani would vomit blood in anger and end this shameful life by himself.

Will the little emperor Shani commit suicide?

Of course not. Aslan, who has the memory of his previous life, knows very well how afraid of death the little emperor Shani is. Once in a conflict, Aslan almost chopped off that guy. At the critical moment, this guy has nothing to do. Honesty knelt down on the ground and offered to contribute his mother and daughter-in-law.

this time. Aslan will not give the little emperor Shani any chance, firstly to control his source of income, and then compress his space for activities so that he can no longer jump up and down.

The emperor who has lost his source of income probably won't have too many people willing to continue to follow him, and then Aslan will slowly pry the corner of the wall and poach the last few mentor-level powerhouses around him.

Unless the little emperor can break through to the level of a great mentor, otherwise he will not be able to stand up for the rest of his life.

The two parties finally signed the contract, Vlada left with a sad face, and Aslan hummed a ditty to the former Medea Magic Tower, now the Billy Magic Tower.

As soon as he entered the top floor, he just opened the door, and there was a rattling sound, and a large number of gold coins poured out of the room. Marius was digging around on the gold coins, which made Aslan wonder whether Marius had the blood of the dragon people.

Duke Medea is checking the homework of the disciple who just arrived.

Except that Gennarido has reached the limit, the strength of the others has increased more or less. Natal has successfully become a strong magister, Vatini is a great magister, Olga is also a great magister, and Maru is also a great magister. In the previous period, I broke through to the Great Magister, and the others are between the Magister and the Grand Magister.

The talents shown by the disciples made Duke Medea very satisfied. Of course, this cannot be done without the contribution of tranquilizing potions and mental training methods.

Aslan put away all the gold coins in one breath, causing Maru to fall directly to the ground.

"Aslan, what are you doing?" Maru asked, standing up angrily.

Aslan said solemnly: "No, pick up the money on the ground. Putting it on the ground takes up too much space."

Not only Maru, but even Natal spoke at the right time.

"Xiao Jiu, you are not being kind."

"The teacher's money should not be collected by you." Vatini also made up the knife at the right time.

Aslan smiled slightly and said, "The teacher's money, isn't it also my money, I will take care of it for the teacher."