The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 126: Make Money, Make Money as Much as You Can
Tang Dynasty, Chang'an.

"Shen Yuanliang has assembled a 3,000-strong Iron Guard, with soldiers and horses in full armor. I heard that each of them is a congenital master. I am ashamed of myself!"

"A total of 80 million taels of gold and silver. The Jin Kingdom is really too rich. If there were so much gold and silver in the treasury, how could I be forced to this point?"

Putting down the memorial in his hand and stroking his curly beard, Li Shimin, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sighed deeply, his eyes full of envy.

Back then, relying on his three thousand black-armored soldiers, Li Shimin was invincible on the battlefield and defeated Wang Shichong's army of 100,000 in Luoyang in one fell swoop, thus laying the foundation for the 300-year foundation of the Tang Dynasty.

And now, Shen Yuanliang, relying on the Iron Guard in his hands, captured the capital of the Jin Kingdom in one fell swoop, and seized countless treasures, which made Li Shimin's eyes light up.

The Turkic Khan Jili had just retreated after extorting a large sum of money and grain, when a locust plague struck Guanzhong and a flood hit the south. The national treasury was empty, and there was no grain to provide relief and no silver to distribute, which gave Li Shimin a headache.

"Your Majesty, let me, Old Cheng, say that instead of paying such a huge price to borrow money and food from the Five Surnames and Seven Families, why don't we do something about it?"

"Back when I was the mountain king, if I was short of money, I would lead my brothers down the mountain to do something. Any wealthy family would be enough for us to live on for a long time."

Inside the Hanyuan Hall, Cheng Yaojin, a burly man with a full beard, patted his chest and spoke carelessly, leaving everyone speechless.

"Duke Lu's words are absurd. Our Tang Dynasty is a country of etiquette and all its people are well-mannered. How could we do such an unjust act?"

"Isn't this putting Your Majesty in an unjust position?"

Wei Zheng, dressed in a dark purple robe and holding a tablet, walked forward and shouted loudly.

"Then tell me, where will the money and food come from? Will they let the hungry victims starve to death? Or will they exchange their own children for food?"

"Do you really want Your Majesty to borrow money and food from the Five Surnames and Seven Noble Nobility? This is the Tang Dynasty, Your Majesty's Tang Dynasty, not the Five Surnames and Seven Noble Nobility, and this is not the former Sui Dynasty."

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin didn't tolerate Wei Zheng at all. He argued loudly with his big belly, spitting everywhere, and his voice buzzing.

Faced with Cheng Yaojin's roguery and aggressiveness, Wei Zheng, who was always known for his eloquence, was unable to withstand it. He retreated repeatedly and his face turned pale.

Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of displaced people, even if Wei Zheng had a thousand words to say, he was speechless at this moment and didn't know what to say!
"Your Majesty, according to historical records, there are countless gold and silver in Japan, especially the Iwami Silver Mine, which contains tens of millions of gold and silver."

"Use the gold and silver in Japan to buy food and use it to help the victims. Just like Shen Yuanliang did, we can use work instead of relief, killing two birds with one stone."

Changsun Wuji on the side took over the conversation.

As an old scoundrel, how could he not know that this was what Li Shimin meant? He was just playing a double game with Cheng Yaojin. Why didn't he, Zhangsun Wuji, go with the flow and win the favor of His Majesty?

"Since all the ministers agree, for the sake of the people of the world, Li Jing, you will go to Japan. I will bear all the sins."

Li Shimin stood up, walked down the red wall, and said with compassion.

"Your Majesty, I will obey your majesty's order!"

All of a sudden, the Tang Dynasty raised an army of 100,000 and, under the leadership of the navy, they invaded Japan and captured short-statured Japanese people to mine silver ore day and night.

Shiploads of silver were transported back to Chang'an via the Yellow River, followed by shiploads of grain. As a result, the Tang Dynasty became increasingly powerful, and all nations came to pay tribute. Li Shimin was honored as the "Heavenly Khan."

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Qing Dynasty, Forbidden City.

"My dear minister, the ancestor has sent someone to urge me again. What do you think I should do?"

Waving the folding fan in his hand, the anxious Emperor Qianlong dropped the memorial in his hand and asked anxiously.

The Tianqi Dynasty had an army of 200,000 led by Xu Da, the King of Zhongshan. The Jin army, which had been advancing triumphantly, suffered heavy losses and was completely defeated. For this reason, Nurhaci sent people to seek help everywhere, especially the Qing Dynasty, and the delegations came one after another.

"Your Majesty, we still need to rescue him. This is Emperor Taizu."

"If we don't rescue them, we will be criticized."

Heshen, the Grand Councilor wearing a double-eyed peacock feather and a blue robe, clasped his hands together to show his respect when talking about Emperor Taizu, which was impeccable.

However, Heshen, who loved money like his life, knew the difficulty of Emperor Qianlong, but he refused to mention the issue of money and food, and just kept agreeing to send troops to rescue.

"I also want to rescue Emperor Taizu, but where is the money and food?"

Spreading his hands, Emperor Qianlong said helplessly.

As Emperor Qianlong made six trips to the south of the Yangtze River, the silver in the national treasury flowed out like water. Now he had to support Emperor Taizu, and he, who always called himself "the man of ten perfections", was in a dilemma.

Rescue him, but the money in his hand is not enough, even if he robs Peter to pay Paul, it is still not enough. He can't send a group of Green Camp soldiers to make up the number, this would be a disgrace to his ancestors;
If he did not rescue him, it would be extremely unfilial and he would be criticized by the people of the world. His title of "The Ten Perfect Man" would be imperfect, and Emperor Qianlong, who pursued perfection all his life, could not accept this.

"Your Majesty, and the adults have silver."

At the side, Ji Xiaolan, holding a golden pipe, pointed at the confused He Fatty and said with a smile.

As two people who loved and hated each other, Ji Xiaolan knew Heshen very well and knew how to make him feel pain and agony!
"Ji Xiaolan!"

Heshen, whose lung was poked, became extremely angry and his face turned blue and red, just like the face-changing performance in Sichuan Opera.

After a moment, Heshen realized his situation and fell to his knees. He said miserably, "Your Majesty, don't listen to Ji Xiaolan."

Then he swore, "I have a way. I promise to raise 10 million taels of silver within a month."

"Your Majesty, I told you that there is a way with you, my Lord!"

Ji Xiaolan raised his eyebrows and said, smoking the pipe in his hand.

"Ji Xiaolan, I am not done with you."

After Emperor Qianlong left, Heshen, who had been kneeling on the ground, stood up tremblingly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and became furious.

As various dynasties merged with each other, Heshen naturally knew his own fate. In order to stay alive, he used every means possible, which allowed Emperor Qianlong to avoid prosecution and allow him to continue to serve as the Minister of Military Affairs.

Ji Xiaolan's words reminded Emperor Qianlong of his fortune of 900 million taels of silver. The emperor was thinking about this huge fortune, but would it still be his in the future?

"Nine hundred million taels of silver, my Lord, you are really amazing."

"Throughout history, no one in China or abroad is better at making money than others. You are amazing. Old Ji, I surrender to you. I bow down to you."

Ji Xiaolan bowed and said gloatingly, then picked up his pipe and left without looking back, leaving behind Heshen, whose hair was disheveled in the wind, and the fat man.

“Why am I always the one who gets hurt?”

In the empty pavilion, Heshen had a sad face and muttered to himself, then he sharpened his knife and headed towards Japan.

He tried his best to get money, as only money could make up for his wounded heart. For a time, there was widespread grief all over Japan.

(End of this chapter)