"What is the most important thing in the Northern Expedition?

There is no doubt that the most important thing is the army.

As the saying goes, eating food when you are a soldier, and earning meritorious service is a natural thing.

The hungry soldier is right in front of him.

If you make merits and don’t reward money, that means you don’t reward merits and go back to the battlefield. Who will work hard for this Song Dynasty?”

In the Privy Council, Chen An was spitting water at the people.

The official said that the soldiers should understand the remarks in the court came out, but Chen An was completely refuted.

The official lowered his head, as helpless as a student being scolded by his husband.

There is no way, Chen An can’t stand the huge increase in spray force.

Wen Yanbo thought of Bao Zheng at this time.

Bao Zheng's spray power is known as the best in the Song Dynasty and is unrivaled.

It seems that Chen An has inherited his legacy. Will he be a loyal minister in the future?

Then he shook his head slightly and denied his thoughts.

If Chen An becomes a wise minister, then he feels that he is Bi Gan and Qu Yuan is reborn.

"So... what do you think Anbei?" Wen Yanbo asked a question while taking advantage of Chen An's pause, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Still not as good as Bao Zheng!

If Bao Zheng was here today, he would not have given him a chance to interrupt.

It seems that Chen An still lacks a lot of time.

This discovery made Wen Yanbo feel so good that he smiled even more kindly.

Chen An picked up the teacup and took a sip, then squirted it out.

Everyone couldn't help but change their color.

Is this the tea that I disliked from our Privy Council?

"It's all the last!"

Chen An said with a headache: "Next time I come to the Privy Council, just go to the water and I won't eat tea."

There is no way, he is just tea now. He is looking for time every day to make a pot of tea in the study to clear his mind and feel refreshed when he goes out.

Wen Yanbo smiled and said, "The Shen family has money. How about you donate it to the Privy Council next time?"

“That involves bribery.”

Chen An made Wen Yanbo so irritated that he could not speak in one sentence.

"There is no shortage of food in the Song Dynasty. After years of storage, the army will not go hungry when it goes north. It's just that money is very troublesome."

Chen An sighed and said, "Don't make any decisions about the official's internal warehouse..."

"Why?" someone said: "In the past, whenever there was a big event, the warehouse could always make some money."

Chen An glanced at the man, "The official family also has a palace to support people!"

The man was ashamed and stood up to apologize.

Today is a discussion of the Privy Council on issues related to the Northern Expedition. Chen An attended, but eventually became the host.

"How about the money house?"

This is the result of Wen Yanbo's thoughts for a long time.

"The money in the money shop is embezzled first, and then return it."

Chen An looked at Wen Yanbo and praised him in his heart.

This idea is actually not clever, but the difficulty lies in Wen Yanbo's daring to think about it.

In the future, those so-called colonizations, if they don’t have enough money, aren’t they just borrowing?

As long as there is profit, what can’t be borrowed?

He shook his head and said, "The money house is a money house. If it is five years later, Wen Xiang, dares to pat his chest and make a deposit here to ensure that the money house can move out of the money from the Northern Expedition. But it won't work now..."

“Why?”

Wen Yanbo doesn't understand this.

Chen An frowned and said, "Book banknotes have been issued for several years, and they seem to be stable, but they cannot be shaken. If necessary... the literary minister can even postpone the days of the Northern Expedition when necessary, and they cannot be destroyed."

"Will the banknotes be destroyed?" Wen Yanbo deeply hated that he knew too little about these things, so he had no idea.

"There is a lot of money to be sent out. If it is sent out too much, it will cost at least millions of coins, right?"

Wen Yanbo nodded, this number is needed.

Chen An smiled bitterly and said, "There will be depreciated in this way. If the situation is unfavorable, the banknotes will even turn into waste paper!"

Wen Yanbo was silent and said for a long time: "Thank you for Anbei's analysis, I understand."

After Chen An left, someone said, "My husband, sending more paper money will turn into waste paper? The official thought that this was a bit alarmist, right?"

Once the emperor and the ministers are born, every senior official will suppress the confidant of his ex and promote officials who are closer to him. This is a convention.

Wen Yanbo is not immune to the common people. The official he just spoke to was his newly valued confidant.

But he frowned and said, "It's fine if anything else. How important is the money house matter? Chen An will not deceive me on such matters. I believe in him in military and national affairs!"

Wen Yanbo said this firmly and everyone was solemn.

Wen Yanbo immediately entered the palace to ask for a meeting.

This time, Fu Bi went to accompany the government affairs hall.

The two Privy Councilors gathered together, but were relatively silent.

After meeting Zhao Shu later, Wen Yanbo said Chen An's judgment, "He said before that this battle must be fought, but how to fight is worth discussing, especially if he cannot win the battle in the front, and later he said that he had cut off money."

Zhao Shu was a little depressed, "It's not that I can't find a way to do money..."

Wen Yanbo smiled slightly, "Officials, some expenses can be stopped next year."

The Song Dynasty had fixed expenses every year. If some of them were stopped, they would naturally have money.

This is the financial means in an emergency. At this moment, when Wen Yanbo mentioned it, Zhao Shu shook his head and said, "The so-called "both inside and outside, we cannot fight in the north, and the country's middle school will be in a mess." Wu Xiong of Han is very talented and can be regarded as the emperor of the ages, but he is a mess in the country. I am naturally not as good as him in the outside world, but I hope that the people's lives will be better, at least I don't want to see the baby drowning again!"

Drowning infants is a characteristic of the Song Dynasty, and there are all kinds of sayings, but in the final analysis it is caused by poverty.

Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi lowered their heads, "The official family is wise."

But things have to be resolved!

Chen An calmed down when he returned home.

In the study, he had been studying on the map for a long time and had taken a lot of notes next to him.

He seemed relaxed, but he was still nervous in the end.

This is the Northern Expedition.

Chen Bian was almost exiled to Xiongzhou for this reason and eventually disappeared.

And he was more anxious about the Northern Expedition than everyone else.

Only by regaining the land of Youyan can the Song Dynasty have a good strategic situation.

Without this strategic situation, subsequent innovations will be distracted!

The Northern Expedition and the New Deal are actually complementary.

So the Northern Expedition must be successful!

He looked at the place where Xijing Road was and smiled in a silence, "Old Ye, Lao Ye, you said you are afraid of your own wife and want to kill her. It's fun to live like this? Alas! Only incompetent men will be afraid of women and are suspicious!"

It's OK to be suspicious!

Chen An used a charcoal pen to draw a line on the map.

"How about a raid from Xijing Road to scare you?"

He played map deduction at home until Tang Ren came.

"When the Dragon Map saw it today, there was a purple air lingering between her eyebrows, which made the lower officials admire her. But is there any secret to cultivation? The lower officials are willing to resign and follow you to retreat to Mount Mang."

Tang Ren smiled flatteringly, not thinking that the word Ziqi was a taboo at all.

This is your own person.

Chen An wiped his eyebrows with his fingers and said, "It's the ash from the charcoal pen. As for returning to Mangshan, after the Northern Expedition, I will send you to a front station, first build a few thatched huts, and then open up some arable land..."

"Secretary..." Tang Ren looked entangled, "Secretary is timid, and he dare not live in the grave alone."

After entering the study, he told his purpose, "Today, the officials summoned the officials, and there were also Mr. Han from the Three Divisions and the prime ministers."

"Is it about money?" Chen An put away the notes and turned around and sat down.
To be continued...