"What kind of Kung Fu did Chen Tou learn?" the medical officer asked. "Is there a problem?" Chen Guanlou asked. The medical officer shook his head slowly, "No problem, absolutely no problem. Chen Tou's body is very strong. I rarely see a body as strong as Chen Tou among the jailers, even ordinary people are not common. Chen Tou's Kung Fu is very particular!" Chen Guanlou was relieved instantly. He almost thought that the medical officer saw the secret in his body. Sure enough, no matter how he looked at it, no matter how he checked it, he was a person without a martial vein. Unless he was forced to do it. "Doctor, you don't know. Everyone thinks I have a fortune because I make a lot of money. But most of my money is spent on myself." "Oh! I said that Chen has been practicing martial arts for a long time and has been in the dark and damp prison for a long time. He has such a strong body, so he must rely on medicine and food. Otherwise, I will prescribe you a prescription for medicinal bath." "Thank you! I bought a common tonic prescription from the clinic before. I hope Doctor Mu can give me a new prescription. You are definitely better than the clinic outside." "Hahaha! Chen has insight." Doctor Mu was not modest at all. He wrote a prescription and wrote a separate note. Chen Guanlou gave two taels of medical fee, but Doctor Mu said he didn't want anything. In the end, Chen Guanlou forced the silver into his pocket. This trip was a happy one for everyone.
Doctor Mu was old and experienced. In fact, he had some questions about Chen Guanlou's health. He found that Chen Guanlou's pulse was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and also much stronger than that of other martial artists, but he did not have a martial pulse. He had no doubt that Chen Guanlou could kill a cow with one punch. This was the first time he had seen such a strong martial artist. Although he had doubts in his heart, he did not show them at all. After many years in Tianlao, the most useful knowledge he learned was to control his mouth and not be curious. He was not curious about Chen Guanlou's secrets at all, nor did he have the desire to explore. Just treat the other party as an ordinary person. As a doctor, you must have the cultivation of seeing all kinds of strange things as nothing, and no matter what kind of strange situation you encounter, you must remain calm, calm and peaceful. Just like fortune-telling, you must control your mouth to live a hundred years. Autumn goes and winter comes! The first snow of this year came exceptionally early. The heavy snow crushed a large number of houses and killed people one after another. This is still the capital, and the situation outside the capital will be ten times more serious. The court asked for disaster relief, which was reasonable. The Ministry of Revenue was very decisive and allocated a sum of grain and grass. However, there was no money. They wanted to help the people repair their houses, but there was no money. Where did the money go? It was all spent. It was only a few months after the autumn tax was collected, and it was all spent. The Ministry of Revenue then counted on its fingers and calculated the accounts for the officials appointed by the court: re-issuing the salaries of officials in Beijing, re-issuing the silver of major government offices, the silver of the Ministry of War, and the titles and salaries of the royal family. With these items, the silver was visibly exhausted. The most important item was not mentioned by the Ministry of Revenue, but everyone knew it well, that is, your majesty's garden and palace, and every year a sum of money would be taken from the Ministry of Revenue. The Ministry of Revenue still had a little money left, which had to be saved for the end of the year. Last year, the officials in Beijing suffered, especially the poor officials at the bottom, who didn't even have a place to make money and didn't even have meat to eat during the New Year. This year, no matter what, it can't go on like this. We must be thrifty with money. The heavy snow crushed many houses, and they need to be rebuilt after the disaster. Let's brainstorm and think of ways, instead of focusing on the Ministry of Revenue every time something happens. The Ministry of Revenue is not a god, and it can't turn out silver.
Otherwise, let's make an effort to let the old emperor give up the gold, silver and copper mines and let the Ministry of Revenue operate them. Or allow the Ministry of Revenue to collect mining taxes from these minerals. Either way, the situation of the Ministry of Revenue can be greatly improved. No way! There is no way! The old emperor will never give in. Then we can only settle for the second best, and let the big families in the capital and the officials present, all pool money to help the people in the capital tide over the difficulties. Taking money out of the pockets of officials is a public outrage. However, the old emperor agreed with this plan very much, and specially held a court meeting for this purpose to unify thoughts. Anyone who doesn't pay money is going against the old emperor. Even the idle Pingjiang Marquis was notified to attend the court meeting to discuss disaster relief. Pingjiang Marquis had received internal information long ago that the so-called court meeting was a fund-raising meeting, and the old emperor even gave a task to raise a certain amount of money. The master snorted coldly on the spot, "Disaster relief is fake, and taking the opportunity to collect money to repair the garden is real. The Ministry of Revenue has no money, but the treasury has no money. The old emperor refused to take out the money, and it was all embezzled by those insects, enriching Jiang Tu and his group. It's easy to spend money without money. Just pull out any of Jiang Tu's men and confiscate their homes, and the problem of no money for disaster relief will be solved." The Qingke around him laughed, "Has the master forgotten that when Liu Daowen's house was raided, hundreds of thousands of Most of the wealth of the two emperors went into the old emperor's treasury. The Ministry of Revenue got a little bit of it. " The eldest master sneered, "The Jinyiwei gang is more active than anyone else in the task of confiscating property, and they will grab it even if they rob it. It can only be said that the Ministry of Revenue is incompetent. The Minister of Revenue is good at careful calculations, but not good at fighting for interests. For tasks like confiscating property, even if there are Jinyiwei in front, the Ministry of Revenue cannot sit idly by. At most, they can send people to attack, and then sue in front of the emperor, and they can get a small share of the profits. As a result, the Jinyiwei said that the Ministry of Revenue was not needed, and the Ministry of Revenue really did not send anyone to come forward. Coward, the Ministry of Revenue deserves to be penniless. The money was all robbed, how can you expect tax revenue every year. " As a military general, the master's way of thinking is simple and rough, and he speaks with force. Whoever has the bigger fist gets the biggest share. Others are afraid of the Jinyiwei, but he is not. If he is made the Minister of Revenue, he guarantees that he will be invincible in all the major government offices of the court, and no one will think of sharing the benefits of the Ministry of Revenue. It's a pity that the country has its own national conditions and will never allow nobles to serve as high-ranking officials in the ministry. It will take a long time to get rich by relying on the production of the land. Anyway, the master has never relied on the income from the farm to spend money. The farm is just a part of the family foundation to ensure that everyone has food and drink. If you want to live a rich and luxurious life, you have to be willing to spend money and have the courage to do it. "How much silver is the master going to donate? "The Qingke asked curiously. The eldest master laughed, "Give the old emperor some face. This marquis is kind and generous, and the maximum is one thousand taels. Unless someone takes the lead to be a generous guest, then this marquis will have to follow suit." He didn't expect that the palace wanted him to be a generous guest. When the eunuch in the palace conveyed the old emperor's intentions to the eldest master, the eldest master just wanted to curse and greet the old emperor's eighteen generations of ancestors.
