Especially these two bastards are still dragon sons.
Although things like dragons have been totems since ancient times, and they are the gods and beasts that the emperors of the Central Plains consider themselves to be, but among the people, the evaluation of dragon creatures is really hard to say, even if the people agree that dragons represent the emperor.
Every time it doesn't rain, it must be the Dragon Lord's business. Every time it rains too much, it must be the Dragon King's business.
If the equivalent conversion is performed, the emperor is probably not a good thing.
The emperor's son is even more terrifying.
As dragon sons, these guys are destined to stir up troubles, and they have enough destructive power, if they are not careful, they will be a man-eating situation.
Emperor Chongzhen thought that he treated the common people decently, and he was more concerned about the education of these bear children-at least, he did not let them see the suffering of the people.
However, even if these little guys have seen the sufferings of the people, the result can only be said to be the same.
The impact of Zhu Cixiu's inadvertent escape was enough to make people tremble, and Emperor Chongzhen began to be alert.
It's time to educate these brats well, otherwise, if they really come up with a few little Zhu Xiucai, they will be pissed to death sooner or later.
……
Emperor Chongzhen began to think about how to clean up his family's brats, and Ozerambu's headache was how to get enough money.
I ran with a large number of horse boys, and ran directly to Delhi. In fact, I may not have the intention of directly provoking Da Luo Xiqiao - the distance between Delhi and Agra is not close, nor is it far. It's too far.
However, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. No matter how awesome Ozerambu is, the first problem to be solved is the problem of money.
I originally thought that after arriving in Delhi, I should be able to find enough money here to tide me over the current difficulties.
But the poverty situation in Delhi is beyond the expectations of Ozerambu and others.
Murad Baksh, the prince who ruled Delhi before Ozerambu, was a brother of Ozerambu, and among several brothers, he also supported Ozerambu the most.
For the arrival of Ozerambu, Murad Baksh expressed his infinite welcome. Murad Baksh prepared a lot of food and beauties, and expressed that he would share it with Ozerambu.
But after listening to Ozerambu's proposal that he needed money, Murad Baksh was silent.
This poor place in Delhi is poor, the streets are full of poor ghosts, the left hand eats with the right hand, and the good city is stunned by them to create the effect of a pigsty - do you know if you defecate anywhere?
It is obviously unrealistic for such a casual nation and people to expect them to save more money in their hands.
Moreover, there are not only believers of the True God in the city, but also those garbage with their right hands, and other messy characters, which can be called a mixed bag, but only the believers of the True God can really bring taxes to Derry City.
As for those other people, it can only be hehe.
After the banquet was over, Ozerambu left Jiayi and Murad Baksh behind, and they began to ponder together—no matter what they were doing, it would be impossible to do it without silver coins.
After looking at Baksh, who was obviously hopeless, Ozerambu turned his attention to Jia Yi: "Do you have any opinion on the current situation, sir?"
As soon as A took out a pen and paper, he wrote: "Delhi is the foundation of His Royal Highness. If you can't manage even one Delhi, how will you govern the Mughals in the future? How will you face the prince's army?"
Ozerambu smiled bitterly and said, "How can I not understand what Mr. said? It's just that you have heard about the current situation. Without silver coins, everything is empty talk.
Without silver coins, there is no way to buy food, and without food, there is no way to expand the army.
And without a sufficiently elite army, how can they face the pressure from Agra? "
After Jia Yi pondered for a while, he continued to write: "The believers of the true God are the foundation of His Highness, and the others can only be said to be branches and leaves, which are irrelevant.
In other words, since they do not believe in the true God, they are heretics, and they can be taxed more to force them to convert to the true God.
When they all become believers of the true god, they will believe in the true god and His Highness.
Once the problem of silver coins is solved, the problem of the army will also be solved, and the problem of Agra will not be a problem. "
Ozerambu was immediately inspired—heretics, collecting poll taxes from them, can gather a wave of wool in the shortest time.
When the wool is enough, even if these people believe in the true god, there is no way to squeeze it out, and the problem is not big.
At the very least, as long as the current difficulties are overcome and there are enough soldiers, it is still a simple matter to kill Daluo Xiqiao!
But Jia Yi didn't stop: "If His Highness is unwilling to collect taxes like this, there is actually another way."
He seemed to be thinking about something, and after a short pause, Jia Yi went on to write: "No matter how poor the city is, there will be rich households, and there are more rich households who are cruel and cruel to the common people.
These people violated the teachings of the true God and should be judged—His Highness can take this opportunity to confiscate their property into the treasury, distribute some to the people, and then let these rich households work to make atonement.
In this way, there are already silver coins in the treasury, and His Highness will have a better reputation among the poor people.
In this world, there must be more poor people without money than rich people with money. As long as they support His Highness, the rich people will not be able to cause any trouble at all.
Even, will the poor in other regions surrender to His Highness voluntarily because of this?Will you take the initiative to help His Highness? "
Ozerangbu secretly thought that he had picked up a treasure. If he had known that the knowledge of the Ming country was so good, he should have gone to study in the Ming country early—even a soldier who was poisoned and dumb could put forward two opinions on the current situation. , and the feasibility of these two opinions is very high.
Needless to say the first opinion, while promoting the belief in the true god, it solved the problem of silver coins.
And the second opinion is more spiritual—especially the sentence that there must be more poor people than rich and rich, and it expresses the essence of the world in one sentence.
Regardless of whether it is Delhi or other cities, even including Agra, the poor people in these cities are dozens or even hundreds of times more than the rich.
How many rich households I killed and how many silver coins I robbed, as long as the poor people benefited, they would not have any opinions. Anyway, it was the rich households who died, and they were the ones who benefited.
In this way, not only the problem of silver coins was solved, but also a wave of people's hearts were greatly bought.
This deal is done!
After pondering for a while, Ozerambu asked, "What will happen if these two methods are carried out together?"
Probably... you will die faster, right?
A didn't know the answer, but the paper went on to write: "The problem will be solved faster, and it may cause some troubles, especially for taxing people who don't believe in the true God. There needs to be enough force to ensure that They don’t dare to cause trouble.”
After nodding his head, Ozerambu said, "Then first use the second way to win the hearts of the people, then recruit the army, and then go the first way."
After nodding his head with a smile, Jiayi continued to write: "The main thing is, it depends on the person. Some rich households have a good reputation, so His Highness can't take their ideas, because that would make all the wealthy households worry. "
Ozerambu turned his attention to Murad Baksh: "My dear brother, you should be the most familiar with the city of Delhi. I need you to help me sort out such a list."
Murad Baksh nodded and said, "Don't worry, this list will be sent to you within three days at the latest."
Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Bakshi said, "I'll go back to rest first, brother Wang should also rest earlier."
After Ozerambu nodded, he got up and sent Baksh away, and then asked A after returning, "What about after solving the problem of silver coins?"
Seeing a trace of hesitation on Jia Yi's face, Ozerangbu said with a smile, "What's the matter, sir?"
Jia Yi seemed to be struggling for a long while, and then he took up his pen and wrote: "There is an old saying in the Central Plains, there are two days in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country.
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