The army that fought all the way from the south to Beijing needed enough time to adapt to the winter in the north. In this cold winter, Ming Dynasty was unable to go out to fight. Before the soldiers and horses move, food and grass go first. It will take a long time for the court to prepare food and wages for the next battlefield. The northeast corner of the imperial city. ¡°Daddy, daddy,¡± the three-year-old girl shouted while running. She is having her teeth replaced and her speech is leaky. "Hey!" Zhai Zhe responded in a long tone, stretching out his right arm to hold his well-behaved daughter in his arms, "Xiao Feng'er, is it cold?" "It's not cold." The child stretched out his jade-hook-like fingers and pointed outside: " "Snow" the crisp childish voice echoed in Zhai Zhe's ears, and the little girl twisted her body laboriously. Zhai Zhe chuckled: "Want to play in the snow?" The goose-feather-like heavy snow was falling outside, and the snow on the rooftops across the mountains was more than a foot thick. It was so cold in Beijing. The little girl struggled in her arms for a moment. Seeing that her father did not follow her as he had done a few days ago, she retracted her fingers and put them into her mouth to suck. The father and daughter just watched the snow falling. Gao Huijun, who was hiding behind, waved his hand to the maid to heat the stove a little brighter. After His Majesty entered the capital, he named Fan Yi the queen and Ulan the imperial concubine. She was the imperial concubine, and there were only three concubines in the harem. The day before yesterday, a minister proposed that the emperor select women from among the people to serve in the palace, but His Majesty rejected it. Gao Huijun is a village woman who grew up in the fields and mountains. She became a noble concubine today, just like a dream. Recalling what her aunt had told her, she felt uneasy in her heart. Both the queen and the imperial concubine gave birth to sons, but she only gave birth to a daughter. But fortunately, she still has a daughter. His Majesty liked this daughter very much. His two sons grew up and were no longer in the palace. His Majesty often visited his daughter. Therefore, he stayed in her palace for the longest time. Occasionally she would feel that what her aunt said was wrong. After getting along with him for many years, she thought that His Majesty was not the kind of person who likes the new and hates the old. It was quiet in the corridor. The palace was very large and there were too few concubines, so it seemed empty. The little girl nestled in Zhai Zhe's elbow. Zhai Zhe didn't move, and she didn't make any noise. Her jade-like eyes turned around, very clever. This peaceful scene was broken by the sound of slight footsteps coming from the porch. The attendant in green cotton-padded clothes walked to the door and looked inside. He carefully leaned over and said: "Your Majesty, Master Yao and Master Zong have arrived at Qianqing Palace." Zhai Zhe He nodded, put his daughter down on the ground, clapped his hands and said, "Go and find your mother." He turned around and said hello to Gao Huijun, and followed his attendants out. The imperial city is very big, and if there is no attendant to lead the way, he is very likely to get lost here. Qianqing Palace is the place where the emperor governs. After becoming emperor, the thing Zhai Zhe hated most was going to court. It's not that he can't get up in the morning, but that he really can't stand this kind of restriction. Every day before dawn, I would lie in bed with one thing on my mind. It felt really annoying. Therefore, he only went to court in three days, but the memorial was still sent to Qianqing Palace step by step, and three attendants acted as his assistants in handling court affairs. Only for extremely important matters, he would specially summon relevant courtiers to Qianqing Palace for discussion. Today¡¯s matter is very important. It is related to the next military action of the Zhou Dynasty. The Privy Council and Zhongshu Sheng have different views, and the emperor must make the decision. The goose-feather heavy snow fell quietly, there was no wind, and the sky and earth were filled with the sound of "rustling", like countless spring silkworms biting mulberry leaves. The Palace of Qianqing is right in front, where the six ministers of Zhongshu Province, the chief and deputy envoys of the Privy Council, the censor of the Imperial Palace, and the three inner palace attendants are waiting. "Your Majesty has arrived," the voice from the small yellow gate was long. Zhai Zhe walked into the palace gate and walked to the dragon chair opposite. All the ministers knelt down and bowed. "Pingshen" Zhai Zhe waved his hand and went straight to the point: "I have read the Privy Council's plan, and Yao Qisheng has considered it very carefully. It is not excessive to add fifty thousand cavalry in three years, and it is indeed necessary to expand the number of cavalry by one hundred thousand in the northern border. How many times? One hundred thousand soldiers from the south of the Yangtze River cannot be stationed in the north of the Yangtze River for a long time. Yao Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief. He and his five deputies worked hard for half a month to coordinate a plan to expand the army in the north. Zong Mao was firmly opposed, and now he had to get the emperor's approval to prove it. His efforts were not in vain. "Your Majesty," Zong Mao smiled bitterly: "The Privy Council's plan is indeed correct, but the Ministry of Revenue has no money now." Zhai Zhe replied very rudely: "If you don't have money, you have to find a way." Without waiting for Zong Mao's answer, he stood in the back row. Liu Suifeng's heart sank, and there were several ministers who felt the same way as him. Only those closest to him would use such a reprimanding tone. Zong Mao bowed, took out a memorial from his sleeve, and said: "There has been no land tax in the Jiangbei provinces for three years. I have drafted a charter to find ways to raise money. I would like to ask your Majesty to review it." This is the reform he has been planning for a long time. plan. ¡°Fifty thousand cavalry requires nearly 100,000 horses. If we rely entirely on the Privy Council to purchase them, it will cost countless money and food.Wei Chen suggested that Dazhou regain the Hetao, build a horse farm based on the Hetao, and hire Tumut people to raise horses. " "In the past few years, Wei Chen wants to solve the vacancy in the revenue of the Ministry of Household Affairs by auctioning mines. Any mine in the mountains and rivers of Dazhou can be auctioned with a twenty-year exemption from mineral taxes, and the silver earned can be used to expand armaments. " " Tax cards will be set up at northern trade gateways such as Shahukou and Zhangjiakou, and one-in-five tax will be applied to the value of exported goods. In the mainland of the Great Zhou Dynasty, taxes on tea, sugar, porcelain, silk, and cotton were raised to one in ten. " His voice just fell, and another voice came from the hall: "Wei Chen feels that Zong Xiang is not very considerate. "Zongmao didn't need to look back to hear the voice of Ma Shiying. "Rich businessmen often buy mines for mining, which often breaks out with mountain people in various places. This has often happened in Jiangnan. The mines in Taiping Prefecture have not yet been exploited. If it is implemented nationwide, I am worried about trouble. Zong Mao snorted slightly and said: "The government is helpless when the unruly people cause chaos. That is the incompetence of local officials." " Ma Shiying asked: "Does the Prime Minister want to kill all the unruly people? " "That's enough," Zhai Zhe shouted sternly, "The mine belongs to Zhou Dynasty. Since I have approved the auction, how can I break my promise? He did not blame Ma Shiying, but said to Zong Mao: "The matter in Taiping Mansion has not been resolved yet. Are you too busy with the Northern Expedition?" " To different people, the meaning of scolding is completely different. Zong Mao bowed and said: "If you know the crime, I will do it immediately." The emperor was obviously biased towards Zong Mao, but Ma Shiying could not see the slightest hint of discouragement and quietly backed away. "The emperor used Zong Mao , but the intention of placing his nemesis in the Metropolitan Procuratorate is self-evident. Even though Ma Shiying knew that he would be slapped in the face, he still openly stood against Zong Mao. This was the secret to his survival in the officialdom. "I will personally resolve the issue of raising horses in the Hetao. The Privy Council's military expansion regulations have been drawn up in great detail and will be implemented according to the plan. I agree with Zongmao's suggestion and will not mention the lack of money again. " "According to the decree" Zongmao stepped back. He was elated, and his Majesty's intention was equivalent to authorizing him to use any means. "Three plans, but they do not include the matter of officials and gentry receiving food together. In the first year of Zhaowu, he did this in a situation where his prestige had not yet been determined. Zhai Zhe continued to give instructions: "The Privy Council has drawn up a plan. In the spring of next year, my army will enter Liaodong. I hope to fight the Qing captives before the conflict between Azig and Shunzhi is resolved. The troops marching into Liaoning this time should be small and capable, and they should not be forced to go on an expedition. ¡± Yao Qisheng came out: ¡°I obey the decree¡±