After running back to the private room, Zhao Xing met Chongzhen and Luo Yangxing again. Chongzhen smiled and said to Zhao Xing: "How many stolen goods can be sold this time?"

Zhao Xing replied carefully: "It was estimated that it was about 600,000 at that time."

When Chongzhen heard this, he was a little disappointed. Six hundred thousand was really a drop in the bucket for Chongzhen. Yuan Chonghuan had already sent three memorials in a row. After Zhao Xing reminded him, he read out the increasingly threatening smell in the memorials. When the Minister of Revenue was arrested, the operation of the Ministry of Revenue was affected. The officials of Donglin reached out to ask for money from them with greater confidence, which made Chongzhen really angry.

But no matter how angry he was, he had to endure it, because when it comes to verbal lawsuits, Chongzhen could not say that those professional debaters, Donglin Party members. Today he ran over quickly, hoping that Zhao Xin could get him the 1 million yuan silver to solve his urgent needs.

But only a mere 600,000 yuan was really a drop in the bucket for Emperor Chongzhen, and he was extremely disappointed.

The young man can't show his emotions without showing his emotions. The two big words of disappointment on his face scroll like a scroll.

Facing this young man who was only 19 years old and was still a child in his later generations, Zhao Xing actually sympathized with him very much. But now he is humble and can't help but can only comfort him: "The original estimates were evaluated by Mr. Guo, who lives in Shaanxi, and are not professional. In Shaanxi, the prices of cultural relics are quite cheap, so I started this auction. In the competition among practitioners, I hope to obtain the real prices of these cultural relics and treasures."

When you heard this, Chongzhen's face immediately rolled: "Expect" two big words: "Well, my dear, how many of these stolen goods can be auctioned in the end?"

Zhao Xing stretched out a finger confidently: "One million. This is not considered land."

"It will take time for the land to be sold." Wang Chengen carefully reminded the emperor.

Zhao Xing immediately responded: "Long live, please don't sell those land."

Chongzhen frowned: "Why?"

Zhao Xing replied: "I have investigated. The land of Zhu Zongdao is outside the city except for his hometown Xiaoshan, with a total of more than 1,700 acres."

Wang Chengen asked: "How many people should be from Xiaoshan?"

Zhao Xing immediately interrupted his greedy thoughts seriously: "There is evidence that the land outside the city was purchased by Zongdao with stolen money, which is called stolen goods. There is no evidence that he purchased the land in Xiaoshan, but it was saved by their ancestors from generation to generation. Could it be that Eunuch Wang asked us Jinyiwei to charge people without evidence? That is not a search for corruption of stolen money, it is a robbery."

Chongzhen nodded: "Forget it, the Jinyiwei finally turned his back. How can we force them to do things without evidence?"

Wang Chengen bowed his head and retreated, and Luo Yangxing felt a little proud - look, we are already good kids.

Zhao Xing continued to explain: "The fields outside the city were given to more than 100 households. If we sell these fields and have the ability to buy them, they can only be those big households. Long live, you also know that the land merger of the Ming Dynasty is too serious, and you are also worried about this. If we sell the land of corrupt officials to those big households every time, isn't this promoting land merger? If these fields are merged by large households, it will make more than 100 households and seven or eight hundred people lose their livelihoods. This is a hidden danger."

When Chongzhen heard this, he sat there blankly and didn't know what to say.

Wang Chengen clapped happily: "Then let's get into the imperial village."

Before Chongzhen could make a statement, Zhao Xing smiled: "Does the imperial village pay less money every year?"

This is hitting Chongzhen's pain point who is now in financial distress and is tightening every penny.

The current imperial village is no longer a royal wallet, but a burden on the royal treasury. The reason why this is this is not the result of the infinite embezzlement and harsh tenant farmers in charge of the imperial village?

"Since you can't sell it or you can't buy it into the imperial farm, what do you think you should do?" Chongzhen asked in confusion.

Zhao Xing replied: "According to the law of the minister, these lands will be directly collected as Jinyiwei and then directly charged the contract fee. In this way, Eunuch Wang only takes cash, wouldn't it be a waste?" This is the contracting system in later generations, which is very superior.

Why do you need the Jinyiwei to be entrusted? It’s not just that you can give the Jinyiwei some assets to make Luo Yang happy. Secondly, you, Chongzhen, don’t think of rewarding these land to any royal relatives and then merge.

Luo Yangxing heard this and his eyes lit up at that time and immediately assured Chongzhen: "I pay three cents of silver to the emperor every mu every year. This not only reflects the emperor's compassion and care for the people, but also gives the treasury some income."

Three coins are not much. According to the current land rent situation, the Jinyiwei can still get two coins from the tenants, which doesn’t seem to be much, but if he continues to fight against corrupt officials, it will take less than two or three years to make a huge income.

Seeing Luo Yangxing who was eager to try it out after being trapped, Zhao Xing was relieved.

Chongzhen didn't see this little money, but he was very happy that he could still let the people farm. Chongzhen was actually an emperor who loved the people very much.

Speaking of money, Chongzhen immediately smiled on his face: "My dear, why can he make a million yuan if he estimates it to be worth 600,000?"

Zhao Xing smiled and pointed to the lively auction scene: "Long live, first of all, Mr. Guo's evaluation is calculated based on the origin of the cultural relics, and it is underestimated."

Luo Yangxing nodded and explained to Chongzhen with a smile: "Since ancient times, antiques were produced in Shanxi and Shaanxi, and most of the antiques in Shang, Zhou, Han and Tang dynasties in the country were trafficked from there, so it is not surprising that the prices are low."

Chongzhen sighed: "The Shang, Zhou, Han and Tang dynasties are such magnificent cultural dynasties. It makes people dream of thinking about it. But unfortunately, they all turned into a handful of loess and buried in those tens of millions of years. What a pity."

Seeing Chongzhen's sudden frustration expression, Luo Yangxing quickly explained: "The rise and fall of the world, and the change of dynasties is the norm of history." As soon as he said this, Luo Yangxing felt that he should suck his mouth hard. At that time, he was really at a loss when he looked at Chongzhen's face as dark as the bottom of the pot.

When Zhao Xing saw this, he hurried forward: "My lord is right. Otherwise, how could there be such a strong Ming Dynasty?"

When Chongzhen heard this, he became firmer: "Your dear is right. As long as we grit our teeth and overcome this difficulty, we will achieve the glory of the sun and the moon shining together with our Ming Dynasty."

Luo Yangxing looked at Zhao Xing with gratitude and breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this kid is not only talented, but also clever and can flatter Sima.

Zhao Xing didn't want Chongzhen to continue this heavy topic anymore, and continued to talk about his happy things: "In fact, even if it is underestimated, those stolen goods will not be worth millions."

Chongzhen's heart was like a roller coaster and fell down again: "Hey--a corrupt official can be greedy for as much as he can, okay, seven or eight hundred thousand is better than nothing."

Zhao Xing smiled and said again: "But because of this auction, the price will be raised because of everyone's mentality of fighting for wealth and fighting for breath, so it will eventually reach a million."

Chongzhen was happy again: "In this way, I can give General Yuan a million emergency responses."

Zhao Xing heard that hundreds of flies had eaten together at that time, so he quickly mentioned the agreement in the study: "Long live, I promised to pay one million, but the Lord Long live promised me to give Pidao Maoshuai 200,000."

Chongzhen said in embarrassment: "I know that Mao Shuai is hard, but didn't he save 20,000 silver a few days ago? I guess with his troops, he should be able to handle it for a while. So I must release this million to General Yuan, and that's the key."

Zhao Xing was speechless. He understood that in order to realize his dream of resuming Liao for five years, he was still betting that Yuan Chonghuan could fulfill the promise that could not be fulfilled at all.

Zhao Xing could only sigh in his heart, but in a blink of an eye he asked: "After I completed the one million I handed over, Is it OK to give it to me and Mao Shuai, is it OK?"

Chongzhen believed that the difficulties that Zhao Xing had accomplished were redundant? If it was really redundant, then just treat Zhao Xing's hard money.

Luo Yangxing did not object to Zhao Xing's extra money arrangement. Because Chongzhen was watching this auction himself. Even without Zhao Xing's request, the extra money would not fall into his hands. It would be better to give it to his subordinate, a shadowless favor.

Chongzhen nodded: "Okay, all the extra ones are under the control of my dear."

Zhao Xing immediately felt like he was injected with chicken blood: "You don't have any jokes, then the little minister will go down immediately and preside over the auction." Then, without waiting for Chongzhen's approval, a gust of wind rushed downstairs.

After personally taking the initiative and using all the agitation and deception and hints of later generations, Zhao Xing at least teased the mentality of several wealthy people to fight for wealth, and sold a jewelry worth only 50,000 taels of silver to 80,000 taels.

Exhausted, like a dog, he completed the auction and ran to Emperor Chongzhen, Chongzhen was really surprised, because according to the number he could listen to at any time, Wang Chengen finally handed in an answer sheet, with the total auction price of one million.

This price shocked everyone. I really don’t know how Zhao Xing did it. But no matter how he did it, one thing he has already confirmed is that everyone has taken the real money into his pocket.
Chapter completed!