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Chapter 768 Where did my king's money go?(2/2)

After a messy calculation, Ji Yun came to the conclusion that to maintain the current expenditure for an army of 100,000 troops, the minimum requirement would be 11 million taels a year.

This number shocked Jia Liu into a cold sweat: "You can do the math again."

"good."

Ji Yun recalculated and somehow found it to be 12 million taels.

However, it increased civilian expenses, death compensation and merit rewards.

"I finally understand how difficult it is for the fourth devil."

Jia Liu sighed deeply. He didn't know this account, but he was shocked when he calculated it.

I originally heard that the Fourth Japs spent 70 to 80 million taels of silver to attack Jinchuan in two counties. They were so happy that they thought it was the Qing generals in front of the Jinchuan Army who used Jinchuan as a cash machine.

But when things happened to me, I realized that war is really a bottomless pit.

The saying that when a cannon is fired, thousands of taels of gold are obtained, this is not a sensationalism, but a reality.

With a yearly expenditure of tens of millions, how can we fight this battle?

Fortunately, it has only been two months and the expenses are not very large.

Accountant Li reported the accounts one by one. The accounts showed that Prince Rui brought 2.56 million taels of cash with the army when he went on an expedition in Beijing. Most of it was the crime silver collected, and the rest was the appropriation fee given by the Ministry of Accounts.

"When the capital was allocated to Beijing, the prince gave each person a fee of 10 taels, which cost almost 300,000 taels. In addition, the losses of various departments along the way were about 100,000 taels. According to the preferential treatment, half a year's salary was paid in advance, and a total of more than 110 taels were needed.

In addition, more than 300,000 taels will be allocated to rebuild the place, 170,000 taels will be spent on purchasing meat, salt and vegetables, more than 80,000 taels of horse materials, and 100,000 taels will be given to Wang Daji and others."

Li Anping reported the accounts one by one, and finally told the prince that there were only 54,203 taels left in the account.

"So precise?"

Jia Liu took a deep look at Li An'an, wondering if the general accountant had embezzled his money.

Seeing this, Li An'an quickly said: "If the prince does not believe me, he can ask a third party to intervene and re-audit."

"Ahem,"

Jia Liu waved his hands casually, "Old Li, if I can't trust you, I will let you be my minister of household affairs? You can do things with confidence, I can trust you."

Ji Yun asked Ji Yun sideways, how long could the fifty thousand taels last if the preferential treatment continued.

"My lord, it doesn't matter how long we can last. Even if a surrendered soldier is paid half a year's salary, these 50,000 taels can only recruit 4,000 surrendered soldiers at most."

Ji Yun said that with the current situation, the prince would not be able to pay the money in three or two days, let alone pay a lot of money to recruit the top officials of the Xinghan Army.

"So scary!"

Jia Liu took a breath of air and asked Ji Yun how much money the Hubei Governor's Yamen could squeeze out to support General Wang Xingyuan.

The answer is zero.

Ji Yun didn't bother to explain the specific situation.

Li An'an also said that Hubei Gao Zheng Dajin was extremely poor. Not only was he unable to support Xingyuan, but he also wanted to ask for money from Xingyuan.

The reason is that the prince places all the resettlement tasks on the Hubei local government, and receives nothing except the preferential treatment. How can the local government do things?

Arrangement of surrendered troops is not just as simple as paying half a year's salary, but also providing oil, salt, rice, clothes, and helping to resettle their families.

If you don’t have money, what can you do?

Unexpectedly, Jia Liu's face turned dark on the spot: "This can't be done. The landlord's family doesn't have enough food left. Ask Zheng Dajin to go to Zhezi and go to the court. What kind of trouble do you have with me? I'm not really stupid and have too much money."

Ji Yun thought for a moment and then reminded him kindly: "Your Majesty, as far as I know, your Majesty made a sure deal with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Fu Zhongtang, and Prince An when he left the capital."

Jia Liuyi was startled: "What kind of guaranteed ticket?"

Ji Yun said: "Your Majesty said that except for the food and grass, the rest of the expedition will be financed by the Prince himself, and you don't need a big man from the imperial court."

Jia Liu looked amused: "I'm just talking, can they still take it seriously? This Qing Dynasty is not my Qing Dynasty, so why should I use my own money to help the Qing Dynasty?"

It wasn't that Jia Liu didn't admit the debt, it was just that he didn't expect the expense to be so high.

Neither Ji Yun nor Accountant Li said anything.

The atmosphere gradually became overwhelming.
Chapter completed!
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