Qian Chunhua stopped and looked at the child with a smile.
"You..., you really don't need me to help you with anything?" the little beggar asked hesitantly.
Qian Chunhua shook her head. Although she didn't understand the little beggar's meaning, she really didn't need him to help her with anything.
"No need, just do it yourself, I'm leaving. Don't forget which store you go to to get buns when you're hungry."
After finishing speaking, Qian Chunhua limped away, leaving the little beggar looking at her back with a thoughtful look on his face.
In the Yongning Palace, the dusk is as dark as ink.
However, the meeting hall in the palace was as bright as day. Prince Yongning and his staff sat together, discussing important matters.
Lord Sinong Wang frowned, "Your Majesty, the number of homeless people outside the city is increasing day by day, and we have recruited nearly 20,000 young and strong laborers.
But this daily food expenditure is draining our financial resources like water. Your Majesty, we are running out of food and grass."
As the person in charge of the palace's finances, Lord Wang felt tremendous pressure, and the financial hole seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
Prince Yongning looked around at the officials present, his tone calm but with unquestionable majesty, "Everyone, do you have any good ideas for this dilemma?"
All the officials present lowered their heads, not daring to look at Prince Yongning.
Financial problems are like a mess, leaving them helpless.
Liu Yushi was hesitant, and he chose to remain silent for the time being regarding the Dong family's affairs.
After all, if you bring up something you are not completely sure of and it fails, not only will it be useless, but it may also lead to greater guilt.
At this time, Master Zhang took a deep breath and broke the silence, "Your Majesty, perhaps we can consider increasing taxes on merchants in the city to ease the current financial pressure."
As soon as these words were spoken, the meeting hall suddenly fell silent.
"Sir Zhang, your suggestion is certainly reasonable, but the merchants are already burdened with heavy taxes. If you increase taxes again, it will probably be counterproductive." Sir Wang frowned and refuted.
"Lord Wang, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. For example, the people outside the city are displaced, while the merchants inside the city enjoy a stable life. They should bear some responsibility." Lord Zhang insisted on his point of view.
"Lord Zhang is right." Prince Yongning looked approvingly.
"Your Highness... this is absolutely not possible." Led by Lord Wang, everyone else objected.
Liu Yushi lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. He neither objected nor praised him.
Since you have no good plan, why do you oppose Lord Zhang's proposal?" Prince Yongning's voice was filled with anger, and his eyes swept across everyone's faces, but no one dared to look at him.
Everyone was silent. They really couldn't come up with a better solution.
"Your Highness, how much tax do you think is appropriate?" Liu Yushi asked tentatively, trying to mediate the stalemate so as not to anger the prince.
This is also the place that King Yongning likes most about Liu Yushi.
Prince Yongning turned his gaze towards Lord Wang, asking him with his eyes how much the gap was.
Lord Wang took a deep breath and uttered a number with difficulty: "The gap is 30%."
Prince Yongning nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Then increase the tax by 50%."
The tax increase was thus decided, and the officials performed their duties and left.
After everyone left, Prince Yongning leaned back in his chair, his face pale, sweat on his forehead, and he squeezed out a few words with great effort: "Call the imperial physician."
After a while, the imperial physician hurried over.
He carefully felt the pulse of Prince Yongning, checked his tongue coating, and then frowned slightly.
"Your Highness, you are suffering from an attack of cholelithiasis. I will prescribe a prescription for you right now. Be sure to take the medicine on time." The imperial physician instructed.
After a pause, he could not help but add one more sentence, "Your Highness, you must be careful about what you eat. Don't be greedy for greasy food."
Prince Yongning waved his hand, looking a little impatient: "I understand, I understand, please go down quickly."
After saying this, he closed his eyes, frowned, and endured great pain.
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