In this business of Ngawang Daiben, it is difficult to see repeat customers.
In the Baili territory, people knew that Monk Ngawang's medical skills were honed on the battlefield, and even if he was confused, he would not go to him and go directly to the wizard.
Unexpectedly, Awang met his loyal repeat customer in Nangqian.
Yang Dingrui had just been cured of his high reflexes, but he came back with whip marks all over his body a few days later. He came twice in five days. Awang had a major breakthrough in his career, and he was so happy that he just wanted to talk.
Liu Chengzong looked at the whip marks on Yang Dingrui's back and said to himself that people with white hair are still flexible.
These whip marks are obviously meant to punish slaves. I am afraid that Mr. Yang is already gone and he will never have the strength to run ninety miles at night to complain to him.
He admired Bai Zhatou's wisdom of resolutely following orders and only making changes in areas he could control.
Although the teacher suffered some physical pain, it is not a bad thing. He has truly observed the life and treatment of slaves, benevolence is rewarded, and he feels right at home.
Yang Dingrui was covered with medicinal powder by Awang. Liu Chengzong checked Awang's recipe and found that it was Duyiwei, Xiaopi, dandelion and spiny beans ground to dry, mixed with highland barley wine to make it moist and ready for use. They were all taken from nearby sources to stop bleeding from trauma.
The effect is very good.
Yang Dingrui lay on the couch, lost in deep thought, and became taciturn.
Easier said than done. He thought that the slaves Liu Chengzong mentioned were slaves from the Han Dynasty. However, in two days, his identity experienced two extreme changes, which greatly shocked his heart.
On the first day he arrived at the Baizha Salt Field, he was a distinguished guest. At that time, he felt that he looked like everything but not like a human being.
On the second day after arriving at the Baizha Salt Fields, he was a slave with a low status. At that time, he also felt that he looked like everything but not human.
There is a world of difference between the two types of people.
Yang Dingrui did not come from a wealthy family. He often worked in the fields until he was admitted as a scholar. At that time, he had already put on the high-quality clothes issued by the county school to the students. In order to prevent the clothes from getting stained, it was not uncommon to wear a pair of shorts while working in the fields.
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When he saw the aunties and young ladies in the countryside from a distance, whether they said a few frivolous words or covered their mouths and snickered, he had experienced it when he was young, and it was nothing.
But this time it’s a different feeling.
In Liu Chengzong's consideration, he did not want Yang Dingrui to suffer such a crime, but on the other hand, he needed someone to serve as the prefect.
The affairs of Xining are important among the two government offices currently planned to be established, but they are mainly responsible for only three directions, one is the market, the second is the army, and the third is immigration. To put it bluntly, Xining government around Qinghai Lake is his base camp and basic base.
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It is more important than anywhere else, but we are all our own people and things are not complicated.
His father, Liu Xiangyu, had enough talents and connections to serve as the prefect.
Compared with Xining, Kangning is more complicated. He has many candidates who are capable of governing the place. Whether it is Yang Dingrui who has served as the prefectural magistrate, Zhou Zhouqiang, the magistrate of Zhenyuan, Xu Zongxian, the magistrate of Zhenyuan, and Cui Cong, the supervisor of Qingpingyuan, they all have experience in governance.
People with local experience.
But no one understands Corning.
A county official needs the cooperation of local subordinates to effectively govern the local area, and language barriers greatly limit their ability to work.
After talking with Yang Dingrui, Liu Chengzong’s teacher planned to enter the Baizha Saltworks again.
Yang Dingrui admitted that he was too rich and that he really could not live and eat with slaves.
However, he did not give up, but he no longer dreamed of eating and living with slaves. He just wanted to live in the Baizha Salt Fields for seven or eight days and see the living conditions of nobles, monks, wizards, warriors, civilians and slaves.<
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Liu Chengzong felt that the teacher's ideas were much more practical this time and he no longer asked for trouble.
After bidding farewell to Yang Dingrui, Liu Chengzong began to consider the issues of salt and money in Nangqian.
Everything is like a chain of links. If you want to collect indirect taxes from the people through official salt, you first need to make the people rich with their own property. To make the people rich, you need to change the land and return it to the people.
After all, only free people need to pay taxes. The government cannot tax slaves, and slaves do not need salt.
But wealthy people need much more salt than poor people. They have more meat and need dozens or hundreds of pounds of salt to pickle food to ensure that it does not spoil.
Before the advent of refrigerators, salt was always the best way for the government to make money.
Thanks to the past political form of Kangning Mansion, all mountains, rivers, mining, metallurgy, livestock, and even everyone walking on this land belong to Liu Chengzong.
Every right he gives people is a benefit.
Huang Shengxiao, who was stationed at Qianmo Palace in Nangsuo, sent Liu Chengzong a small gadget, a silver coin to be precise.
This silver coin comes from Tibet and was obtained from the trade between Uzang and Nepal. It is one of the currencies circulating in the Uzang market.
Uzang was already short of silver, and the largest inflow of silver came from the selling aid of the Yuan Dynasty. Silver was precious, and in order to prevent alkaline corrosion, silver was added to other metals, forming a unique craft.
This silver-copper mixed coin is called Tanka. It has neither the name of the king nor the year on it. It is unclear which country it comes from. The casting technology is poor, it is crooked and not round, and the purity of the silver is also very low.
In bulk trade, people recognize tanka coins from Nepal and silver coins, but in daily life, they mostly barter.
Since there are not many farmers and slave owners are self-sufficient, people's demand for trade is very low. They usually carry barley to the temple to donate some food, borrow some food, and exchange some tools.
This silver coin reminded Liu Chengzong that under the government, he needed to prepare banks and mint copper coins.
The reason why copper coins are minted instead of silver coins and gold coins is because there is no need... Before inflation reaches a soldier's monthly salary of four taels, there is little point in minting silver coins.
Silver can be cut with silver scissors and weighed with a pair of knives, but silver coins are almost meaningless.
Even if you mint half a tael of silver coins, the denomination is a bit too large for this era, and it is not convenient for daily life.
His idea was to mint copper coins, issue copper coins from the Generalissimo's Mansion in Qinghai, use copper coins to set the official price for official silver exchange, and then use the number of copper coins issued to regulate market food prices, ultimately achieving the goal of stabilizing the market.
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On the one hand, the bank was established to make up for the lack of temples in Kangning Prefecture and provide loan services to the people; on the other hand, it also provided convenient conditions for paying salaries to the garrison and officials, and reduced the number of small silver transports between the two prefectures.
The two palaces are far apart, lack of post stations and road facilities, and the transportation is inconvenient. Transporting silver supplies back and forth requires troops. Too many troops will be troublesome, and fewer troops may not be able to preserve the official silver.
The local soldiers controlled by the noble chieftains along the way, although not capable of rebellion, have the potential to become plateau horse bandits.
The vast and sparsely populated mountains and deep valleys are simply a breeding ground for horse bandits and robbers.
The method that Liu Chengzong can think of for the time being is to reduce the number of silver transports and combine the escort of silver coins with the long-distance march training of soldiers.
However, someone must be responsible for the bank matter, and Liu Chengzong felt that the best candidate was Cheng Yun.
But now Chengyun is in charge of the Juerwan market and has no other resources to spare, so Liu Chengzong wrote a letter asking Chengyun to hand over the Juerwan market to his father-in-law Wang Liangshi, who followed him thousands of miles away, and come over first to discuss the matter with him.<
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Whenever he needed people, Liu Chengzong would feel that there were too few talents around him, and he couldn't help but regret that he didn't break into the Xi'an Prefecture when he was wandering in Shaanxi, and packed up and tied up all the officials of the six departments in Shaanxi.
The thought of tying up officials from six ministries in one province is exciting.
But it doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future, his Luhuo County is already very close to Chengdu, Sichuan.
He planned to wait for the structure of Kangning Prefecture to stabilize, send someone to set up an office in Chengdu Prefecture, and use a two-pronged approach to recruit the people of Sichuan who had lost their land, and at the same time provide funding to recruit failed scholars and unsuccessful candidates.
Educated and powerful people are the pillars of an empire, but once these people do not receive their due social status, they will become the greatest danger to an empire.
Liu Chengzong had a great advantage in casting copper coins... Since the war had just ended, each county in Kangning Prefecture had a large number of bronze Buddhas that needed to be processed.
This thing is like all kinds of magic weapons, and several can be found in every noble manor.
It is unlike other things. Most of the noble nobles who usually talk about themselves are very sober when they escape. They remember to take away all the gold, silver and gems, but deliberately forget about the heavy Buddha.
There are also some nobles who don't even bother to take gold and silver treasures, let alone take away the Buddha.
However, regardless of the pretext, Dai Qing, Xie Erhu's herdsmen, or Liu Chengzong's lion soldiers are all very knowledgeable and will take away the gold and silver treasures that they have not had time to take away; the Buddha that they have not taken away, these soldiers will not take away either.
Will take it away.
So these things are still left in the ruins of manors and temples everywhere, and some have been burned into solidified copper mud on the ground.
The war changed this land beyond recognition, but the large-scale vacancy of the rentier class also left the place in dire need.
At present, except for Makang County, the remaining six counties are all like Nangqian, with troops stationed at the most critical locations. The place is as orderly as before, and people's lives are still as usual, but their hearts are in chaos.
Nobles have no slaves, and slaves have no masters. No one knows what to do next, and they urgently need someone to give them an order to let them know what they should do.
This order was quickly issued, and the troops stationed in various places rushed in all directions, mobilizing Ula guards and asking people to collect the copper and iron from various battlefield ruins to the garrison camps, and then those camps selected people to send to Nangqian. p>
In just fifteen days, more than 200,000 kilograms of copper materials were delivered to Nangqian. Nangqian alone provided more than 90,000 kilograms of copper materials, and more are on the way.
There were much more of these things than Liu Chengzong imagined. He originally planned to negotiate with the carrier to transport the copper to Xining Prefecture for casting. This was a good idea. He had to load hundreds of vehicles at once, and it was too laborious to transport it.
At this moment, the carrier arrived.
Riding on a flowered horse clad in regimental dragon patterns, wearing mail on the body, a helmet on the head, four muskets attached to the saddle, and a hundred men armed to the teeth, they came to Nangqian in a mighty manner.
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Liu Chengzong rubbed his face and thought about the wording in his letter. Didn't he say that he asked his younger brother to fight?
Cheng Yun's face was covered red by his armor, and he looked like he was about to get high from exhaustion. While he was still on the bridge over the Zaqu River, he got off his horse, took off his helmet, took off his armor, and ran over quickly.
When I came here, I only had a sleeveless khaki military uniform robe, which was lined with a deerskin arrow-sleeved jacket.
Liu Chengzong asked: "Why are you here dressed like this, a man and a horse?"
"I thought it was still a mess, but I didn't know it was very peaceful all the way here." Chengyun gasped, waving his hands and wondering whether to laugh or cry: "I wore my armor all the way to bed and didn't dare to take it off. I'm exhausted."
Liu Chengzong said with a smile: "I'm here to fight. You didn't practice in the north. You can't even wear armor."
Chengyun nodded one after another and said with a smile: "After practicing, I often ran to the training camp. I have been through this all the way. I definitely can't go to the battlefield like Brother Lion..."
As he said this, he beat his chest, feeling very proud: "It's no problem to protect yourself!"
"Hahaha!"
Liu Chengzong laughed heartily. When Chengyun said this, it reminded him of the day they attacked the county government, when they fought with the government servants. Chengyun sat in a shop ten steps away and gnawed on sheep's hooves for a long time.
Only then did Liu Chengzong notice that Chengyun's sleeveless military uniform and short jacket were very different from those made in Yan'an Prefecture. The workmanship was much finer, and the shoulder openings and shoulders had inch-wide black borders, reaching to the thighs.
Half of the hem is decorated with black clouds on the front, and the back is thickened with thick cloth sewn with multiple strands of thread.
And the transportation didn't come by himself. Behind him, Liu Chengzong's uncle Cai Zhongpan came on horseback with a smile on his face.
"Uncle!"
After saying hello, Cai Zhongpan turned over and dismounted and said: "You said that we are employing people here, and my uncle in the north can't help much, so just follow the carrier here to see what I can do."
Liu Chengzong could clearly feel that after the first successful war after entering Qinghai and the acquisition of a large area of land, the mentality and temperament of his family members had obviously changed a lot.
It is no longer like the past in northern Shaanxi, where people were helpless and desperate. Everyone is full of hope for the future.
Liu Chengzong laughed and hugged Cai Zhongpan and Chengyun. He opened his arms to greet the lion soldiers who escorted them, and then pulled them towards Nangqian's manor. As he walked, he said: "Sure enough, I understand you.
There is a huge shortage of people here. My uncle and Cheng Yu can come here and help me a lot."
With that said, Liu Chengzong asked the guards to go to the manor to report the news, and asked Fan Sanlang to prepare some wine and food to entertain the soldiers who came over. Then he said to the two of them: "Right now, everything else is easy to talk about, but you really have to do these two things." Cai Zhongpan was very happy when he heard this and asked: "Oh, what's the matter?"
My uncle has a sense of crisis. Since Liu Chengzong's uprising, the main troops have been fighting outside with various officers and soldiers. Cai Zhongpan has been with Liu Xiangyu to protect his family.
There is neither military merit nor much hard work.
It's comfortable enough, but now everyone who has anything to do with the little lion is a general, not to mention the people around Liu Shishi. Only his nephew Chen Ruji, who was sent to Liu Chengzong's friend Yang Yanchang, sent a letter to him some time ago.
They are all Qianhu from the fucking Ming Dynasty.
The news of the victory in the war spread to Kulwan, and the entire Lion Army was excited, and the family was even more excited.
But while they were excited, people couldn't help but start to daydream that they had a foundation. At a small scale, this foundation was a foothold, but at a larger scale, it was the foundation of the king's industry.
No matter what, Liu Chengzong has become the de facto ruler of this land, and what remains is just a formal question of whether to call himself king or not.
Because of this, Cai Zhongpan expressed his panic to Liu Xiangyu. He felt that he had to do something.
"I want to mint copper coins and set up a government-run bank. This must be done by the director. As for my uncle, there is a county called Luhuo in the east. It is adjacent to Yazhou in Sichuan and is the gateway to Sichuan. I want my uncle to go there." p>
Liu Chengzong said a little apologetically, and said to Cai Zhongpan: "The army has its own promotion system for military merit. I can't convince everyone by giving my uncle a military position, not to mention that swords and swords have no eyes on the battlefield. I plan to send some sergeants to my uncle and set up another department in Luhuo.
Camp, select seventy or eighty people, bribe a few merchants, and learn Sichuan dialect."
Cai Zhongpan understood very well that he could not be given a military position, and he felt that this task would be very important in the future. He said in surprise: "The lion is planning to enter Sichuan?"
Liu Chengzong shook his head quickly and said several nos in succession: "I can't get in. I can't get in. The terrain there is dangerous. Sichuan officers and soldiers can block thousands of troops at one checkpoint. What's more, the troops entering Sichuan can't come back. I don't intend to fight."<
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Liu Chengzong touched his chin and smiled and said: "I want my uncle to try to bribe the guards. In the future, in the name of doing business in Sichuan, he can bribe and recruit unsuccessful scholars."
