"Today is different from the past," Zhao Hanzhang said: "She is not only the princess of the Jin Dynasty, but also your mother and my mother-in-law."
"You don't know, she has been running for the Jin Dynasty," Zhao Hanzhang handed him a stack of paper, "Mr. Ji found this. When she was in Chang'an, she came forward to ask the gentry and wealthy businessmen to provide food to the people who were in food shortage.
Although the income is not much, there are also many people who survived by her grace."
"When King Donghai took control of the government, she was entrusted by Grandfather Fu to run around Chang'an, recruiting soldiers and horses, and providing food and grass for the late emperor. It can be said that she had a share of the credit for the late emperor being able to raise an army." Zhao Hanzhang himself admired her very much.
For Princess Hongnong, her father was poisoned to death, and her mother also died miserably. She and Emperor Huai, who came to power later, were only uncle-nephew, but not really close.
This Jin Dynasty was in tatters and leaking everywhere. Her uncles, brothers and royal relatives beat her brains out for power, but she kept working hard to mend it.
You know, she was in danger in Chang'an, otherwise why would Fu Tinghan run away and return to Luoyang to recruit reinforcements?
Her assets were sold off bit by bit, and in the end even her servants and guards had to be sent away due to lack of money. Even so, she still frugally used the money to recruit troops and horses, and then sent them back to the late emperor.
I just hope he can manage the country well.
The late emperor died, the Xiongnu and Shi Le armies went south, and the world was in chaos. She didn't know whether she would be alive tomorrow. Instead of fleeing south of the Yangtze River, she ran to Shu to find reinforcements, hoping to save the Jin Dynasty again.
Princess Hongnong is like this, how could she treat her like an ordinary mother-in-law?
Zhao Hanzhang asked Zhao Xin to invite them back not only for Fu Tinghan, but also for himself.
"I was negligent before. The princess is so noble, she should have her own princess palace." Zhao Hanzhang said: "I will tell the young emperor and ask him to reward the princess palace, so that you and your mother can be more comfortable when you are separated."
Fu Tinghan: "Does the Princess Mansion need to be repaired? Do you have money? I mean, does the treasury have money?"
Zhao Hanzhang sighed and said: "You can still have some if you squeeze a little bit."
Fu Tinghan was still puzzled, "You have always been frugal about this kind of thing. Why are you willing to spend money to repair the princess mansion for her this time?"
Zhao Hanzhang smiled at him, stood up and brought a chessboard, grabbed a handful of white chess pieces and laid them on the chessboard, saying: "We are all ready. After the New Year, new lives will begin everywhere.
There are business opportunities everywhere. Not to mention the distant ones, there is only one, food seeds!"
"Do you know how high the interests of grain seeds are? Then how to choose grain merchants? Where there are interests, there will be conflicts. When the time comes, they will find various officials to exert force. I will try to be fair, but my fairness is also established.
Regarding the information I can get." Zhao Hanzhang said: "And I want to get more and more real information. In addition to my own intelligence network, I also need external advice."
"If you want to hear different voices, you have to have different interest groups appear," Zhao Hanzhang began to put black chess pieces on the chessboard, "This is a different voice."
Fu Tinghan looked at the chessboard and asked: "Are you on the white side or the black side?"
Zhao Hanzhang held the chess piece and smiled: "Why should I be a chess piece? I am the chess player."
Fu Tinghan lowered his eyes and looked at the white chess pieces that still occupied most of the chessboard. Suddenly, he was so happy that he raised his head and asked her, "Are a considerable number of these white chess pieces from the Zhao family?"
Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows, raised his head and smiled at him, which was self-evident.
Fu Tinghan understood, remembered what he had heard, and asked: "So, is the Zhao family a relative, or is the Fu family?"
Zhao Hanzhang: "It depends on the specific situation. I will choose whichever is more beneficial."
After saying this, she paused and asked Fu Tinghan, "You don't mind, right?"
Fu Tinghan doesn't mind. Regardless of marriage, doesn't it mean forming a new family?
But... he was very curious, "But now that you are getting married and I am getting married, how do you decide who will be a relative in the future?"
Zhao Hanzhang said: "This is very simple, just give birth to a child."
Fu Tinghan was confused.
Zhao Hanzhang looked closely into his eyes and smiled: "When you give birth to a child, you will know whether his surname is Zhao or Fu."
The person came too close, and her breath and fragrance hit his face. Fu Tinghan's face turned red, and he tilted his head slightly uncomfortably, not daring to meet her eyes, "Well, I'll decide then.
"
Zhao Hanzhang looked at his red earlobes, pursed his lips and smiled, "Since you don't want to be alone with them, then just stay at home tonight. They will not go back because they are busy with state affairs."
The worldly rules must be followed, but she has the capital to let him do as he pleases without having to embarrass herself so much.
Fu Tinghan saw her pull away and sit up straight, and the distance between the two returned to the normal range. He breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment and asked, "Will this make it difficult for you?"
"No," Zhao Hanzhang smiled and reassured him, "Didn't I just say that Princess Hongnong is not an ordinary woman, and neither am I, so she won't care about this."
Even if she cares, she can make her not care.
Fu Tinghan's calculations on human relations and sophistication are far inferior to those of Zhao Hanzhang, so he nodded after hearing this.
He was exhausted physically and mentally from a busy day, and now he felt a little sleepy, so he stood up and said: "I'm going to rest for a while, and then go to the Ministry of Industry. By the way, Qingzhou and Guangzhou sent another batch of salt, and I have already put it in the warehouse.
When will the salt be spread out?"
Zhao Hanzhang asked: "How is the salt prepared in other places?"
"There are eighty-three salt wells, nineteen salt mountains, and two salt lakes recovered from various places. I did a rough calculation. These salt productions, plus the salt from Qingzhou and Gwangju, can squeeze out private salt from the market and maintain a balance.
, there are even excess.”
After all, there are not many people alive now.
Zhao Hanzhang nodded: "Very good, let Qingzhou and Guangzhou continue to expand their salt fields, send people to Jizhou, and start building salt fields in coastal areas. Next summer, I need a lot of salt."
Fu Tinghan asked: "You want to use salt to restrict the ethnic minorities in the north?"
"Not only that, there is also the west, as well as Jiangnan and Jiangdong," Zhao Hanzhang said with a happy face, "and Shu. They have just surrendered. I will always give them some benefits."
Salt is a sharp tool, no less sharp than iron and copper. As long as she has enough salt, she can do a lot.
Jiangnan and Jiangdong, she has many ways to make them slowly fall apart and then return.
The same goes for the north, whether it is Xianbei, Qiang or Tubo, it is not suitable to use troops at this time, so she needs a piece of meat and bones to be hung in front of them so that they can taste it and benefit from it.