Chapter 593: The Curtain of Salt Administration Changes Opens

In the middle of the night, Fang's house was quiet, except for a little light in the bedroom.

"Husband...tomorrow...can I accompany my concubine back to my mother's house?"

Zhang Shuhui asked out of breath.

Fang Xing was furious: "How can you still be distracted? Look at the trick!"

After a lot of tossing, Fang Xing slumped down, just trying to maintain the frequency of breathing.

Zhang Shuhui lay on Fang Xing's chest, felt the beating under the chest, and said with a chuckle, "Husband, do you want to punish the concubine again?"

"What a goblin!"

Of course, Fang Xing was determined not to lose, so he regrouped...

Fang Xing, who scored twice, fell into a deep sleep. Zhang Shuhui curled up in his arms, reached out and touched his chin with gentle eyes.

A smart woman will not question her husband, she will use her gentleness to resolve her husband's anxiety and anxiety.

...

Fang woke up before dawn the next day. He went for a few laps in the yard. When he came back, he took off his shirt on purpose, showing off his six-pack abs proudly.

The breakfast is fried. After taking a bite, the aroma of the meat spreads in the mouth, rich and full of aftertaste.

Fang Xing ate ten of them in one go, and when he was about to eat another one, a maid outside said that Xue Huamin asked to see him.

"Let him wait."

Fang Xing put down the fried rice, and after washing his hands, Zhang Shuhui brought clothes and helped him change with Xiaobai.

"Xue Huamin is not an outsider, so there is no need to cherish it so much."

Fang Xing hooked Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai's chins, and while they were stunned, quickly kissed each other, then went to the front hall laughing.

As soon as they met, Xue Huamin announced a big news.

"Second son-in-law, the Duke was recruited into the palace last night, and His Majesty intends to let go of Yan Yin."

"The Ministry of Households is short of money?" Fang Xing's first reaction was that there was a shortage of money between the court and China, and it was not a small amount of money, otherwise Zhu Di would not give up the Chinese law that would be of great benefit to the frontier.

"Second uncle's eyesight is perfect!"

Xue Huamin sincerely admired Fang Xing's reaction.

"No wonder……"

Fang Xing remembered the message from yesterday afternoon, that 'noble man' must have known the news first, so he came to warn Fang Xing.

"Second son-in-law, the Duke said that you have been to Yangzhou twice and know a lot about salt merchants. His Majesty should ask you for advice."

Xue Huamin said with a dry smile: "Master Guo said that this matter concerns many people's fortunes, so it's best for you to get away with it."

The so-called muddle through is to make Fang Xing keep silent or ambiguous, but don't object.

"I see."

Fang Xing sent Xue Huamin away expressionlessly, and then received the order to let him enter the palace.

When Fang woke up in the palace, he found that there were not many people today, but they were very luxurious.

Master Zhu Di was there in all three, as well as several auxiliary scholars and six ministers.

When the Ming Dynasty discusses important state affairs, it never expands. It will be coordinated among these important ministers before it is made public.

Fang Xing's identity is a bit embarrassing, he is neither civil nor military.

Jian Yi looked at Fang Xing curiously, and was a little puzzled by Zhu Di's intention to call Fang Xing up.

Zhu Di said flatly: "The household department is in short supply, I want to let go of Yanyin, you can try it."

The Ministry of Officials is the head of the six departments, so Jian Yi expressed his opinion first.

"Your Majesty, the original Yanyin was based on Kaizhong. Although it solved the difficulty of transporting food in the frontier fortress, the Ministry of Households also lost this tax. I think that we must find a way to get the best of both worlds, otherwise we can't easily shake."

This is the old saying of seeking the country.

Zhu Di nodded slightly, and Jin Zhong said: "Your Majesty, farming in the north is not easy. Unless a large number of people migrate there, it will be difficult to ensure the rations of the soldiers. As long as the matter of food transportation can be solved, I have no objection."

As Minister of the Ministry of War, Jin Zhong can only speak from the perspective of his job, and if there are too many, he will be suspected of crossing the border.

Yang Shiqi said: "Your Majesty, the canal has been opened. Afterwards, the south-to-north transportation of grain can reduce a lot of losses. Yanyin can indeed be changed."

This was correct, and it meant showing Xia Yuanji's favor.

Xia Yuanji was busy with allocating resources all day long, and looked rather haggard. He hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Yanyin has been distributed in the middle of the market. It would be great if you can pay for it, but grain from the south to the north... ...Forget it, things have to be like this until now."

Jin Youzi didn't like Xia Yuanji's talk about erecting an archway, but he was not prepared to take this muddy water.

Hu Guang made the last speech. During the time just now, he had considered it for a while, and now he seemed calm and unhurried.

"Your Majesty, the population in the north is increasing day by day, the canal is opened, and the household department is short of money. There are so many things. It can be seen that changing the Yanyin is an urgent matter. Please do it."

This is the conclusive speech. Even if there is no chief assistant now, the gradually formed atmosphere makes Hu Guang already aware of the chief assistant.

Zhu Di stroked his beard and looked at Fang Xing: "Xing Hebo has been to Yangzhou several times and knows a lot about salt merchants. What do you think?"

Salt administration in all dynasties has been the top priority. One cannot live without salt for a day, for without salt there is powerlessness.

A country cannot live without salt for a day. Without salt, the country will be poor.

Salt tax is the largest, most popular and most stable tax.

Although it was used to develop salt and lead in the past, it is actually equivalent to indirect tax payment, and this tax is used on the garrisons who cannot sustain their food and grass in various places.

Only then did everyone notice that Fang Xing was in a daze by the side, and Jin Youzi smiled: "Xing and Bo have both literary and military skills, so they must have some enlightening insights."

Vibrate your sister!

Fang Xing cast a cold glance at Jin Youzi, expressed his disdain for this kind of ridicule and aggressiveness, and then said seriously: "Your Majesty, may I ask if you plan to sell Yanyin for money?"

Zhu Di nodded. This was a question he had considered for a long time. If he continued to exchange grain for salt, Daming's tax revenue would still be too little.

Daming's current problem is that there is enough food, but there is a shortage of currency.

This has something to do with the habits of the Han people: the common people will keep some money when they have it, and some even keep hiding money at home for several generations.

The same is true for those businessmen, who also like to put away their wealth.

These habits led to less and less currency circulating in the Ming Dynasty, and a large amount of copper coins and precious banknotes were issued every year.

"Your Majesty, I believe that salt is money."

Fang Xing looked around for a week, no one objected.

"Then what do salt merchants do?"

Fang Xing's smile was startling, "I thought they were just transporting money for me, Daming, and they got a lot of rewards in the process, and the wealth is incomparable to the country."

Hu Guang's eyelids were twitching, and Xia Yuanji's hand was unconsciously kneading the hem of his clothes...

"They just ship and sell without getting involved in the most fundamental production..."

Fang Xing violently waved his arms and asked, "Why do you want them to be so rich?!"

Zhu Di was terrified. He remembered that Fang Xing had confiscated the harvest of the salt merchants in Yangzhou Prefecture. It was exaggerated to say that the country was incomparably rich, but if it continues to accumulate like this, the financial strength of the salt merchants will determine the direction of a country.

"What did they do? They deserve such a generous reward from me, Da Ming!"

Fang Xing stood in the middle, and said with piercing eyes, "They didn't do anything, they just bought Yanyin with money, and then Jiali sold it, this is a privilege!!!"