Wang Zheng smiled bitterly and was about to say something when the old eunuch continued, "The court meeting is about to begin. Although His Majesty will not blame the steward, it is not good to be late. The steward should hurry in."

"Okay, let's talk later." Wang Zheng nodded and walked inside.

Li Si and Niu Lao San were about to take a step forward when they were stopped by the old eunuch. "The imperial palace is a restricted area. No outsiders are allowed to enter. The safety of the chief steward in the palace is the responsibility of our Ye Ting Bureau. If there is any problem, you can find us at the Ye Ting Bureau to hold you accountable."

Wang Zheng nodded slightly, signaling Li Si and the others to wait here, and walked straight inside, secretly followed by several eunuchs. In fact, the Yunting Bureau was like Wang Zheng's mother's home. Now Wang Zheng's identity was still registered with the Yunting Bureau, and he received a salary every month.

Li Si narrowed his eyes at the old eunuch and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, how about getting closer later?"

The old eunuch looked at Li Si, who was like an iron tower, and curled his lips and said, "I am already eighty-two years old, but you are twenty-six or twenty-seven years old and strong. If we fight and the news gets out, what do you think others will think?"

Li Si was stunned and looked at the old eunuch with a very strange look. He blamed it on the time being too late. He was afraid that he could never make up for the loss he had suffered that year.

Wang Zheng entered the palace with a wooden stick. Zhu Guichen hurried over from the emperor's side to greet him and took Wang Zheng to the seat in front of the emperor, where a brocade stool was placed. "Wait a moment, chief steward. His Majesty will be in court soon."

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Seeing that Wang Zheng was silent, Li Zhi coughed twice, and when the hall was quiet, he said, "Let's put aside the issue of disarmament and talk about the war horses."

Speaking of Shaofujian, it was actually the private financial management team of the princes in the Warring States Period. The same was true in the Qin and Han Dynasties. However, in the late Han Dynasty, it was not so right.

"Your Majesty, the army is short of war horses. We can't delay this any longer. Although the world is stable now, if something unexpected happens, we will be caught off guard and it will cause big problems."

"Is it that simple?"

"The Mo Nan Horse Farm has become a fertile farm." Li Zhi nodded, looked at Wang Zheng, and asked, "Does the steward have any suggestions?"

"Most of the horse farms in the south of the desert have now become fertile fields, so the breeding of horses has naturally decreased. However, the annual shortage at the Ministry of War has not decreased, so my Ministry of Industry is naturally insufficient in supply."

"What did the Ministry of Industry say?"

It is impossible to adjourn the court. There are so many places in the country that need to be developed and the emperor has so much money. How can he adjourn the court easily?

"Your Majesty, this is unacceptable. The four borderlands plus Luoshui already have nearly 200,000 troops, and Yuzhou is said to have a million soldiers. I wonder what the steward's intention is in saying this?"

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Since the world is at peace, how about we let the horses go to the mountains and the soldiers return to the fields?"

"The main damage is to the horse's hoof. Does the steward have any solution?"

For a moment everyone hesitated and wanted to question it. These words were spoken by Wang Zheng again.

In the past, after this statement, no matter if there was anything wrong or not, someone would naturally jump out to show their presence. However, today, Wang Zheng, dressed in plain clothes, was sitting in the front, holding a wooden stick, and everyone became reserved instead.

Wang Zheng's words stirred up a hornet's nest. There was a commotion in the palace. The horses were released to the south mountain and the soldiers returned to the fields. This was good, but what about the generals and officers? What about the military equipment supervisors with so many people?

Wang Zheng was indeed a little late. When he was led to the court hall by the eunuch, all the ministers had already arrived.

After some formalities, Zhu Guichen shouted as usual: "If you have something to report, please report it early. If you don't have anything to report, please leave the court."

Even though everyone knows that Wang Zheng will not rebel, if he wanted to rebel he would have become emperor years ago. Even now, as long as he is ruthless enough, he can rebel at any time.

After the continuous efforts of the aristocratic families, the profits of state-owned industries in the world were finally collected into the national treasury, and no longer had a penny to do with the emperor's private treasury.

In addition, since we have lost the Monan Horse Farm, the Ministry of Industry can use a few fewer people. So, there is no need to reduce the number of people. In the future, we can just not fill the vacancies first."

Li Zhi smiled and said, "If you have nothing else to do, I will leave the court."

It's good that I don't have to pay for it myself. Li Zhi clapped his hands and laughed, "Haha, with horseshoes, the war horses can be used for a longer time. Although the Mo Nan horse farm has become fertile land, I think it is enough for use.

But taking away someone's money is like killing his parents, not to mention ruining his future. Immediately, an old soldier stood up and pointed the finger directly at Wang Zheng, not hesitating to break off relations with him.

The claim that Emperor Ling of Han's Ten Eunuchs were a disaster to the country was all false. The fundamental problem was that he sent people to collect salt and iron taxes from mountains, rivers, lakes and marshes in the afternoon, which infringed on the interests of the aristocratic families.

The Ministry of Works in the Tang Dynasty was in charge of the Shaofujian, Jiangzuojian, Junqijian, as well as many other matters such as water conservancy projects. If one wanted war horses, one would naturally have to go to the Ministry of Works.

"Has the steward ever tried it?"

"This is my responsibility. Yuzhou is hilly and most of the ships are transported by water, so cattle and horses are not used much. After arriving in Qinghai, there is no shortage of horses, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

Wang Zheng first explained, and then said: "In fact, we can solve this problem by putting a pair of iron shoes on the war horses. Now my Tang Dynasty is not short of iron, so the cost is not too much."

Wang Zheng smiled and did not refute or argue.

Wang Zheng nodded and said with a smile, "You can go to the Grand Steward's Mansion and bring a warhorse with horseshoes ordered. This is not a complicated matter. We can just find a blacksmith and a groom to work with us and it will be done."

The face of the Minister of Works immediately turned ugly. Only with enough staff could his authority be great enough.

This time, we were originally cooperating with the Ministry of War, hoping to extort some money from Your Majesty by relying on the war horses. Whether it is purchasing war horses or finding another place to build a horse farm, money is always needed.

The Mo Nan horse farm has been developed into fertile farmland by the Yuzhou faction, and the imperial court has exempted it from taxes for ten years. Since they have occupied the horse farm, they should be subsidized. The Ministry of Works does not care who occupied those horse farms. Anyway, since they have come, we will just leave. It's a simple matter.

I didn't expect that I would end up losing more than I gained. If I reduce the number of people, the contribution I can make will be much less.

The Minister of Works thought for a moment, then came out and said, "I have something to report."