Xie Sanbin broke out in sweat on his back.

The currency reform issue was finally gotten through, and now the issue of salt inspection has been brought up again.

On the surface, he was asking about the salt inspection, but in reality he was asking about money.

The war in Liaodong requires money, governing Mongolia requires money, and disaster relief and river embankment repair still require money.

Now that the national treasury was in deficit, all the civil and military officials in the court were counting on him, the Minister of Finance of the Ming Dynasty, to show his ability to make money.

"Your Majesty," Xie Sanbin bowed deeply, "The one million taels of silver that were inspected during the previous salt inspection have been delivered to the capital. A few days ago, Song Quan wrote to inform me that another one million and a half taels of silver were inspected and are on their way to the capital."

"The total amount of silver from both times is 2.5 million taels, and the deficit is 3.5 million taels. There is still a shortfall of 1 million taels. What should we do?" Chongzhen asked knowingly.

"There are still two and a half months until the New Year's Day..." Xie Sanbin paused, first raised his head to look at Chongzhen, then swept his eyes across Fan Jingwen's face, "I think as long as the Salt Inspector Song Quan has no worries, he will definitely be able to transport back one million taels of silver before the New Year's Day."

What Xie Sanbin meant by this was that as long as Song Quan was allowed to do his job freely, he would definitely be able to complete the task.

If you let go, you will inevitably do something illegal.

Another meaning of Xie Sanbin's words is that he hopes Chongzhen and the court will not hold Song Quan accountable.

After all...this is for the court, not for personal gain.

"What do you think, Lord Fan?" Chongzhen did not express his opinion easily.

"I believe that Song Quan's salt inspection is to serve the court and relieve His Majesty's worries, so he doesn't have to worry about anything." Fan Jingwen replied.

"What should we do specifically?" Chongzhen asked.

"We should send official documents to local officials in the name of the imperial court, asking them to cooperate with Song Quan's salt inspection."

"Then let's do as you wish!" Chongzhen made the decision.

The issue of how to make money came to a temporary end, and Chongzhen's attention returned to the war in Liaodong.

He stared into the eyes of Wang Jiayan and Fan Jingwen and asked, "Wang Yongji has won the battle of Jinzhou and captured Jinzhou. What is his next plan?"