These chickens are all mine! They are all mine!

The Minister of Revenue has one main goal: no money, but life.

Princess Wanshou watched from the side, and her expression gradually understood something, but the old emperor did not notice.

The old emperor tried to bargain with the Minister of Revenue: "You can choose not to give the money from the Ministry of Revenue, but this time we are fighting back against the stolen goods in the thieves' den..."

The Minister of Revenue wanted to answer directly "I won't give it either", but he touched his neck and thought about his nine clans, and decided to be more tactful: "Your Majesty, according to custom, these..." The

old emperor glared: "The proceeds from the confiscation of property should naturally be added to the national treasury, but this is not a confiscation of property, it is the suppression of bandits! Whoever suppresses it will own it!"

Seeing the old emperor like this, the Minister of Revenue hesitated and backed off for a while.

Or... or...

[This White Sun Cult leader is quite rich, no wonder he can give people money and eggs! He has opened... one, two, three, four, five chicken farms at home, with thousands of chickens in each farm, including red roosters, white roosters, black roosters, hens... the total amount must be 200,000 yuan.]

The Minister of Revenue moved his ears.

[He also opened a chicken farm to breed fighting chickens! Wow! A good fighting chicken costs 1,000 yuan each! So much money! With 200 fighting chickens, he earns at least 200,000 yuan every year?!]

[No wonder he has the courage to rebel...]

​​The Minister of Revenue also has the courage.

His expression was unusually serious: "Your Majesty! Five chicken farms, at least give me two!"

Xu Yanmo was particularly shocked -

you really don't want to die!

Other officials took a breath and looked at the Minister of Revenue with admiration.

This man actually dared to take money from your Majesty!

But think about it, my monthly salary comes from the national treasury. There was a case in the previous dynasty where the national treasury was insufficient and the salaries of officials were in arrears.

Suddenly...

the eyes of the officials were bright.

The Minister is mighty!!!

The old emperor was also shocked: "You want 80,000 yuan too?!"

The Minister of Revenue said calmly: "Your Majesty, without accumulating small steps, there is no way to reach a thousand miles; without accumulating small streams, there is no way to form a river or sea. Money is earned bit by bit."

Translation: I want it!

The old emperor: "Impossible, at most I can give you a chicken farm."

The Minister of Revenue: "Three!"

"You——" The old emperor almost jumped up. Why is this man talking more and more!

The Minister of Revenue quickly explained: "Your Majesty, I have someone who knows how to raise chickens. You see, a chicken farm alone is not enough. If the chickens are not raised well, I am afraid that all the chickens will die." The

old emperor fell into deep thought.

The Minister of Revenue saw that there was a chance, and immediately added chips: "I don't want those fighting chickens. As long as Your Majesty lends me one rooster and five hens every year for breeding." The

old emperor thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

After all, it's not good to not give a penny to the Ministry of Revenue. Otherwise, if the treasury is out of money, won't he, the emperor, have a headache?

Bai Yang Cult Leader was listening next to t and burst into tears.

These chickens are all his! They are all his! They divided his chickens in front of him! Is there no justice, no law!

The

old emperor and the minister of the Ministry of Revenue happily reached a consensus. As for the rebels, the leader of the Baiyang Sect was beheaded, and the other people were sent back home to farm. Even the chickens had their own owners.

Everyone was happy!

The troop continued to move forward. There were no other strange things along the way. They just inspected step by step. When they reached the edge of Bohai Sea, they put Xie Luoshui down.

The emperor and his ministers of Daxia attached great importance to Xie Luoshui's voyage. Food is the first necessity of the people. If these things are brought back, Xie Luoshui will not only be granted a title of nobility, but she will be worthy of being enshrined in the imperial temple!

The minister of the Ministry of Revenue: "I'll check the tung oil."

- Tung oil is an indispensable waterproof coating on ships. In addition to checking the quantity and quality of the tung oil, the Minister of Revenue also had to check whether ginger was added.

If crushed ginger was added, the tung oil would not become thick and would not form an "oil blanket", and the original oil state could be maintained.

The Minister of Personnel: "I'll check the floating south compass."

- The floating south compass can indicate the direction.

The Minister of War: "I'll check the star-following board."

- The star-following board can determine the geographical location of the north and south.

"Then I..."

The old emperor was responsible for supplementing Xie Luoshui's knowledge - during the Kyushu tour, he brought Xu Yanmiao to him every day to chat, and he finally sorted out the general content by hinting at it.

"The new continent you want to find has natives on it, the land can be cultivated, and the central part is a plain."

There is no more extensive and despairing description than this. But Xie Luoshui listened very seriously.

She knew that the emperor would be generous if he could give her a detailed sea map, considering how much he valued it. If he didn't give her a map, she would have nothing to do but drift on the sea to search.

This process would be very long and would consume a lot of manpower and material resources, but once it was successful, she would be made a marquis as a woman and her reputation would be passed down through the ages!

The old emperor hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything about "precipitation decreasing from the eastern coast to the western inland". It felt that it was difficult for Xie Luoshui to observe rainfall, and it would increase the difficulty of her navigation.

Xie Luoshui seemed to want to say something, and the old emperor glanced at her and asked directly: "Do you have a good plan?"

Xie Luoshui nodded.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if we can organize another fleet and go in the direction I am heading. Don't be in a hurry. Explore island by island, search for supplies on the island, and then fill in the location of the island in the sea chart and send it back to Daxia."

"Also..." Xie Luoshui took a breath and continued: "In this way, occupying one island after another will be like one beacon tower after another, watching over each other. We only need to patrol the ships regularly to ensure that they belong to Daxia territory. In the future, when our Daxia ships go to the West, we can get supplies at sea without worry."

The old emperor thought: "Isn't this just building a strong camp and fighting a stupid battle!"

This is the most stable, least error-prone, and highest winning strategy. Fighting on flat ground is very advantageous, and it is perfect for use at sea.

The look in Xie Luoshui's eyes became admiring: "You are very good." This is not a very smart or amazing method, but a person who has not read any books and has not received relevant education can think of it, which obviously shows that he has put in a lot of effort.

*

The old emperor drew inferences from one thing and immediately came up with an idea: "Besides, those islands are in the hands of Daxia. If other ships want to land on the islands to replenish supplies, they should pay the customs fee, right?"

Xie Luoshui slightly widened her eyes.

She didn't really understand why the king of a country always thought of making money in everything he did - the emperor, isn't he decisive in killing, with a cold face every day, manipulating power, letting the ministers surround him and rack their brains to guess his thoughts?

"That's probably it!" The old emperor subconsciously wanted to pat Xie Luoshui on the shoulder, but he remembered the other person's gender and retracted his hand halfway through, and only said: "That's all I want to tell you, you go back first."

After Xie Luoshui left, the old emperor urgently called the Minister of Revenue and told him again, and then: "What do you think?"

"Good! Good! Good!"

After repeating this word several times, the Minister of Revenue's eyes flashed, as if emitting the light of money: "Occupying the islands does not even require the use of the navy. You can take out the non-capital prisoners in the prison and tell them that they can be appropriately reduced in sentence after exploring each island."

In this way, if there is a sacrifice, there is no need to consider the issue of compassion for the orphans and widows.

And if those prisoners want to rebel, it depends on whether the Daxia navy agrees.

The old emperor thought for a moment and added: "There are also the surrounding natives - those barbarians who want to join Daxia. We can set a deadline. As long as they join the fleet to develop the island and meet the deadline, they can obtain household registration in Daxia, which saves them from racking their brains to sneak into the country."

But when such people die, they must be given relief for the orphans and widows.

The Minister

of Revenue frowned. After a few breaths, his eyebrows lifted again and he smiled happily: "Your Majesty is wise! The cost of training the navy is not comparable to these people. No matter how much money is spent on relief for the orphans and widows, it is better than wasting the navy. If they voluntarily explore the island, it is really wonderful."

Moreover, whether they are criminals or barbarians, they must undergo rigorous military training, which is an indispensable financial expenditure.

The two money-hungry ones quickly arranged the rules, and the other money-hungry one also followed his department to the edge of Bohai Sea.

The Minister of Rites heard that the emperor decided to let the general lead a small army to go out to sea with Xie Luoshui.

- To prevent pirates and natives from being killed is one reason, to show off the military in foreign lands, to show the strength of China, and to open up the shipping route is another reason.

"Because I know about naval warfare."

The general just came back from outside, with eggs and meat in his hands.

The two stood in the small kitchen. The Minister of Rites took the eggs and put them into the bowl. The general squatted down to fiddle with the firewood. He blew twice on the fire gun, changed his breath and continued: "Don't worry, there are a lot of military supplies on the ship. His Majesty is not asking me to die."

"What are they?"

The Minister of Rites asked while picking up a knife and chopping meat on the chopping board. He handed the bowl to the general. The general sprinkled salt and oil into it and started stirring.

"More than one million basic bows, strings, and arrows are prepared. The rest of the cold weapons..."

"Sizzle--"

The eggs mixed with oil and salt were stir-fried in the pot.

"Each warship is equipped with fifty javelins, machetes, scythes, ash pots, hooks, pear-head darts, small darts, etc., and each person has a helmet and a rattan shield; in terms of hot weapons, each fleet is equipped with one hundred pistols, bowl-mouthed guns, [fire] [guns], fire attack arrows, fire fork handles, fire caltrops, fireballs, gunpowder arrows, iron-tipped fire kites, fireballs, copper or iron medium and large guns, etc...."

"Where are the medicines?"

"I brought them too! All kinds of commonly used medicines are available, enough."

"Common medicines... don't take them secretly!" The Minister of Rites pulled out a pair of chopsticks and pulled the man's hand: "Put the meat down too, I'll go to the carriage to get the dressing box I brought."

"Dressing box? What are you going to do with this?"

...

It is heard that the Minister of Rites is sick, and very sick.

As soon as he arrived at the city by the Bohai Sea, he started vomiting and having diarrhea and felt very weak.

When Xu Yanmiao brought gifts to visit, several high-ranking officials were already in the room.

The Minister of Rites was holding the hand of the Vice Minister of Rites, and said with concern: "Why is your face so pale? It wasn't like this even when you were fighting in the war or running around."

Xu Yanmiao looked over and found that the Vice Minister of Rites was not only pale, but his lips were also pale, and there was a dark spot under his eyes. It was obvious that he was in a particularly bad condition.

The other person had a bandage tied on his head to block the wind. He was lying on the bed in a frail state, and his voice was particularly hoarse when he spoke: "Maybe he can't stand the sea breeze."

The Minister of Rites patted his hand: "You should have a good rest. I heard that the doctor prescribed Sijunzi Decoction for you, which contains ginseng, which is very replenishing. I brought some ginseng, all red ginseng, you keep it first."

The Minister of Rites had a pale face with illness, without any human color, only his long eyelashes were still blinking rapidly: "Thank you, Shangguan."

The bandage softened the facial contours, and the quilt covered the male features of the throat. The Yongchang Marquis originally came to go through the motions, but when he saw this scene, he choked with sobs.

A grown man was crying. The Minister of Revenue looked at him and felt his scalp tingling: "Why are you crying?"

Yongchang Hou reached out and wiped his eyes: "This is Xiaocha girl! I know her! Xiaocha girl must be very upset. There is my family's medicine shop here. I will ask them to take out the best and most authentic Cordyceps sinensis and pack it up."

After saying that, he threw the box in his hand out of the window.

——He actually brought only the most ordinary and perfunctory medicinal materials because of personal grudges. He is really a piece of shit!

Minister of Revenue: "..."

So there is a reason why some people are deceived once, twice, three or four times.

After the Minister of Rites finished speaking, officials came forward to visit, and each of them brought medicinal herbs as gifts. One brought Korean ginseng, another brought Dendrobium officinale, and some were musk, bear gall, bezoar, Panax notoginseng, etc. They were all high-ranking officials, so they were not stingy enough to bring only one or two doses of medicinal herbs for one person. When several large boxes were placed here, the general burst into tears and thanked him repeatedly.

Xu Yanmiao looked down at her envelope of silver and wanted to scratch her head.

Am I the only one who gave money?

Or should I send more later?

So, he retreated one or two steps at a time. After a while, he saw other people coming out too. The general personally escorted them out and thanked them profusely. Then, the door was closed. Xu Yanmiao stopped in his tracks: "Eh..."

I haven't sent them yet!

The leader can't remember who sent gifts, but he must remember who didn't!

But what if I go over and knock on the door now, and it's inappropriate?

Xu Yanmiao thought about it, opened the gossip system, and planned to see if there was anything wrong inside. If there was nothing, he would go and knock on the door.

...

The general entered the inner room, closed the door, and immediately went to bed.