As soon as Sun Ci got up early, the steward he hired brought today's Bianjing Xinbao and Bianjing Yibao.
He first picked up the Bianjing Yibao and read it carefully.
His cultural level is not very high, so it is very difficult for him to read.
But it doesn't matter, he has several poor people.
If you encounter something you don’t understand, just take it and ask what it means, and you’ll always be able to figure it out.
Therefore, after spending a lot of effort, he finally finished reading the contents of Bianjing Yibao.
Putting down the tabloid, Sun Ci shook his head: "Recently, the number of poems and poems published in the Bianjing Yibao has declined."
"Of course it will go down." A scholar sitting opposite him replied: "Sima Xianggong has been recuperating at home after the foot sore broke out last month. I heard that it is difficult to even walk now."
"My old husband is seriously ill, so the favor is light."
"Many people no longer write poems and poems for Bianjing Yibao."
When the Bianjing Yibao was founded, it was very popular.
The elders and governors, including Grand Master Wen Yanbo, used their own names to publish poems and essays on it.
Therefore, paper in Luoyang is expensive.
But slowly, the quality of the poems above began to decline.
This is even more true now.
That is to say, Yan Jidao, who was hired by Sima Kang with a lot of money, could occasionally produce excellent works.
Sun Ci nodded. In Bianjing City, such things have happened one after another throughout the ages.
Apart from other things, after Wang Gongchen's death last year, the once prosperous Wang family suddenly became deserted.
Today, Wang Gongchen's descendants are even fighting a lawsuit over property rights.
What a shame!
So, he picked up the Bianjing New Newspaper and only glanced at it. Sun Ci asked the manager who had been standing beside him: "Manager Zhang, a few days ago, I ordered the store to send back all the remaining money."
How much money do you have at home now?"
Manager Zhang replied: "Reporting to my lord, there are currently more than 3,000 guan of Jiaozi in the family, and there are also silk cloth, copper coins, gold and silver worth more than 10,000 guan."
Sun Ci listened and frowned: "Why are there so few?"
"Didn't I say that I should prepare at least 50,000 yuan of silk in the near future?"
Manager Zhang replied: "Master, if the whipping is too severe, the store may not be able to open its doors!"
The stalls in Sun Jiazheng Store are now quite large.
The farthest foot shop has opened in Baima County.
For such a big stall, the amount of cash needed to be turned over every day is naturally astronomical.
Sun Ci said directly: "Don't worry about this!"
"How much money do you have, how much money can you draw!"
Manager Zhang hesitated: "If those families find out about this matter... there may be trouble..."
Each of the 72 main stores in Bianjing is ostensibly opened by merchants, but in fact, behind them are noble relatives and even civil servants.
These families control these main stores in the form of fighting or leading.
The merchants who run the main stores can make money, so they continue to lie down and count the money.
If you can't make money, just kick it out and replace it with one that can make money.
Of course, businessmen are not stupid either.
If the big shots behind them can cover them up, they will continue to be dogs for these people.
If not, I will change myself to something that can cover me.
This has been the case for hundreds of years.
Naturally, Sun Ci was not exempt from vulgarity.
Hearing this, he chuckled: "If those families have any objections, you can come to me!"
"Someone can withdraw their shares!"
Now, he has found a real supporter.
As a result, the offensive and defensive momentum changed.
He had long wanted to kick him away!
It's just that he didn't dare - to kick away the nobles who supported him when he got the upper hand.
What is this when it falls into the palace?
Unfaithful!
Therefore, I can only hold my nose and continue to distribute money to each other.
But if they are ignorant.
Then Sun Ci would not hesitate!
When Sun Ci said this, Manager Zhang immediately said: "Lord, I'll do it right away."
"As soon as possible!" Sun Ci said with a frown.
After sending Manager Zhang away, Sun Ci shook his head and sighed: "These people are so short-sighted!"
"All I know is money, money, money!"
"One day I will be like the Zhang family and be killed by money!"
That Manager Zhang was forced to come over from a distinguished family to monitor him.
Regardless of these nobles, people in Bianjing have been rich and prosperous for two or three generations.
But each one is stingier and stingier than the other.
That is to say, Sun Ci's background was too low, and in order to make a fortune in his early years, he had to join others.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't bother to submit to such a short-sighted nobleman.
Several of the scholars laughed.
One of them said: "What Mr. Sun said is true!"
"Today, the most valuable thing is money!"
“Without the permission of the imperial court, you can’t make money even if you have it!”
Sun Ci listened and thought deeply.
His Sunjiazheng store is like this.
Nowadays, there are only five serious shops in Bianjing City that can brew and sell liquor, which is commonly known as "Yuye Liquor" and "Palace Liquor".
It’s not like others don’t!
Liquor distillation technology is not difficult.
The koji for making wine can be made with the koji from Guanquyuan and slightly improved.
But the question is - who dares to sell?
Royal franchise, limited operation!
It may not be a problem to secretly brew some at home and drink it at home.
As long as someone dares to sell it publicly.
Officials from Kaifeng Prefecture will come to your door immediately.
Then, five official stores licensed by Royal Power can let this person know what Iron Fist is.
It is precisely for this reason that everyone is willing to cooperate with the officials in the palace and do whatever they want.
And the initiative is very high!
"Hmph!" Sun Ci shook his head and said, "That's it for a household dog."
Within this year, he will find a way to kick out those companies in a reasonable and reasonable manner.
Then concentrate on hugging the thigh inside the palace.
How can sending money to them be compared to sending money to the palace?
"Let's not talk about them!" Sun Ci looked at the scholars in front of him, cupped his hands and said, "You still have to work hard these two days."
"We have to keep a close eye on that side of Jing'anfang!"
"If it goes on sale, I will be the first to appear in Jing'anfang!"
"Fifty thousand guan, smash them all out!"
He must support this situation!
He must also express this attitude!
Because he wanted to prove to everyone that he, Sun Ci, was deeply favored by the emperor and knew how to repay his kindness.
What’s more, this thing is profitable!
A possibility for his children to be qualified and compete on the same starting line as the children of civil servants and officials.
Just this possibility is priceless!
What's more, houses in Bianjing are always expensive!
As early as the Taizong era, housing prices in Bianjing were already sky-high.
Prime Minister Xiang Minzhong once bought the former residence of former Prime Minister Xue Juzheng for a sky-high price of 5,000 yuan. This is now the ancestral residence of the Empress Dowager.
While in Zhenmiao, the imperial court repurchased the Lixian House that Taizong had given to King Qianjiao of Wuyue, and gave him a one-time sum of fifty thousand yuan, and also gave Qian Weiyan, Qianjiao's son, a mansion.
These were all things a hundred years ago.
Nowadays, the mansions in Bianjing, the top-notch princes' mansions, are not so cheap.
Nowadays, a house lower than Wan Guan's house is not considered a big name in Bianjing City.
It can only be used by small and medium-sized businessmen.
Because in Bianjing City now, even the shanty-roofed houses where the poor live are not cheap!
Just three years ago, in the sixth year of Yuanfeng, the late emperor rebuilt the inner ring of the imperial city and demolished the residential buildings near the inner ring. He ordered Yousi to pay the market price for the demolition.
A total of 130 families' houses were demolished, and the Kaifeng government paid more than 22,600 yuan.
On average, each household received about two to three hundred dollars in compensation.
And these people who built houses at the foot of the city wall and next to the city wall naturally couldn't be rich people.
Most of them are poor people in Bianjing City!
There was really no choice but to build the house under the base of the city wall.
The price of real normal residential buildings is much more expensive.
Two years ago, there was a case in Bianjing City. A scoundrel named Cui Bai was interested in the house of his neighbor Liang Wenwei and wanted to buy it by force.
He ordered rogues to harass the Liang family day and night. The Liang family could not bear the disturbance and had no choice but to agree to sell their house.
The two parties made a contract and the price was 2.3 million yuan. After the contract was concluded, Cui Bai acted like a rogue and only gave 1.3 million yuan.
Liang Wenjing was furious and sued the Kaifeng Mansion. After the trial in Kaifeng, Cui Bai was ordered to either return the house or make up 2.3 million yuan.
Two million three hundred thousand dollars is nearly three thousand dollars!
Therefore, Sun Ci felt that the 50,000 yuan he raised could probably only buy a yard in Jing'anfang.
What’s remarkable is that it looks more than a dozen inches inside and out.
…
At midnight.
Yeluju, accompanied by Xing Shu and protected by several disguised Liao warriors, left Dutingyi.
Now, Dutingyi, which was once strictly guarded against the Liao people, is now like his own backyard to Yeluju.
Of course, he still needs to be accompanied by Xing Shu when he comes in and out.
As soon as he left Dutingyi, Yeluju eagerly looked at the brightly lit places in the night.
Panlou, Sangjia Wazi, Tushizi, Maxing Street...
Excitement flashed in his eyes.
Only those who have been to Bianjing and enjoyed the beautiful night in Bianjing will know.
How perfect it is here!
Only then will you understand why this city attracts countless people from all over the world, who come here in droves and never want to leave.
"Brother Liu, let's go to the 'Bianjing Academy' in Jing'an Square today?" Xing Shu said beside him.
Yeluju waved his hand and said: "Not busy!"
"Go to Wazili first and take a look!"
He licked his tongue and hadn't seen a female sumo wrestler perform for a long time.
It’s quite addictive!
Besides, it's so dark now, what can you see?
Tomorrow morning, it’s not too late to go to Jing’anfang to have a look!
Xing Shu knew it was okay, so he smiled and said, "Brother Liu, please."
He happened to need to find out with Yeluju what the people of Liao were thinking in their hearts.
It’s only June!
Are you going to spend all this year's three million Guanjiao quota so soon?
What to do in the second half of the year?
Do you have a charter?
Xingshu is very urgent, very urgent!
Because he has discovered that what the officials told him at the beginning seems to be becoming reality.
The people of Liao were greedy, extravagant, extravagant and happy, far superior to those of the Song Dynasty!
The Song-Liao Jiaozi trade amplified these potentials of the Liao people.
In other words, as long as the Liao people continue to be stimulated, the Liao people will continue to run wildly on this road.
Then, the era of political strategists has arrived again.
The great achievements of Su Qin and Zhang Yi may appear again.
Therefore, Xing Shu took Yeluju to visit Panlou first, and then entered Sangjia Wazi, where he invited contemporary Xu Poxi, Wang Jingnu and other top names to accompany him.
Under the deliberate flattery of the two oirans and Xing Shu's sweet words, Yeluju was instantly lost in the evening breeze of Bianjing City.
The whole person was in a daze, and he almost forgot who he was.
Under the stimulation of alcohol, Yeluju started chatting and vomited sour water with Xingshu.
Including the yellow-faced women in Shangjing City, they only want money every day.
Those incompetent bastards at home do nothing but idle around all day long.
Xing Shu guided them carefully and soon talked about the things that happened in the Liao court.
Including the current power structure in the Liao Dynasty's court.
It was an eye-opener to hear Xing Shu.
"Brother Liu, it's really difficult!" Xing Shu poured another glass of wine for Yeluju.
Then with a wink, Xu Poxi, who was sitting next to Yeluju, immediately smiled sweetly: "My lord, please drink this cup to the full."
Yeluju held the wine glass. He actually knew in his heart that this Southern Dynasty man might be telling a story.
but……
There are some things that he won’t be happy about without complaining!
"It's more than difficult!" Yeluju shook his head and said, "To be fair, brother Xing, I am over there, she is my wife..."
"There are parents-in-law above... who make things difficult every day and want this or that..."
He thought of the concubines in the palace, the nobles in the court, and the governors.
Everyone is hoping that he will buy what they like in this Southern Dynasty.
But he never considered his difficulties.
Moreover, every one of them opened his mouth and purchased thousands or tens of thousands of guan.
He really thinks he has endless gifts at his disposal!
"There is a sister-in-law down there who doesn't care about anything or the family's situation all day long. She just wants money..."
"Especially Xiao Tewo!" He gritted his teeth.
I have to pay him 100,000 yuan every year!
Yeluju still doesn't know where to find the one hundred thousand coins for him.
"Xiao Tewei?" Xing Shu's strategist's DNA moved.
He naturally knew that he was the younger brother of the current queen of Liao.
"What's up with him?"
"Insatiable greed!" Yeluju said with a bitter look to Xing Shu's ear, telling Xing Shu about Xiao Tebo's lion's mouth.
After hearing this, Xing Shu was also stunned.
"Your foreign relatives are so tough?" Xing Shu asked in disbelief.
In the Song Dynasty, who among the Xiang family and the Gao family dared to do this?
Yeluju sneered.
what is this?
My relatives from Daliao, this is not the first day that I have been domineering.
Yelu Chongyuan and Yelu Yixin are really awesome!
"So, it's hard for me to be a wife!" Yeluju took the wine glass and took a big sip.
After saying these words, I finally felt better.
Then he looked at Xing Shu and whispered in his ear: "So, I envy your country very much!"
This is the truth!
Although the Southern Dynasty was weak in culture, its system was sound.
Ministers all have personal dignity and will not be ordered around like slaves.
The most important thing is that the future masters of the two countries are completely different.
For the Southern Dynasty, the young master is the hope for the future.
But for a nobleman like Yelu Ju who was from the Fifth Academy and had a close relationship with Yelu Yixin.
That grandson of the emperor was always a time bomb.
No one knows what will happen to him when he grows up?
He did not express his thoughts, nor did he openly discuss his ambitions and strategies with ministers like the young emperors of the Southern Dynasties.
This was the reason why Yeluju wanted to keep a home in the Southern Dynasties and a way out.
I have to guard against it!
After all, the politics of the Liao Kingdom are now stable.
But in the early days, when the enemies were liquidated, they were merciless.
The throne is hereditary and has been transferred three times!
I don’t know how many people died in these processes!
Roughly speaking, the succession of the Liao Kingdom's throne has been stable only in the past few decades.
To be precise, it happened after the Empress Dowager Chengtian.
Xing Shu listened, nodded, and said to Yeluju: "Liu, let's not talk about these troublesome things... Come, come, drink, drink!"
But he already understood in his heart that Yeluju could be fought for, and he would surely win!
Just increase the intensity!
(End of chapter)
This chapter has been completed!