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Chapter 613 print money

Zhao Erlang didn't understand what they said, but he felt his sister's emotions and stepped forward quickly, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just lamenting my poverty."

Zhao Erlang pursed his lips and asked confusedly: "Mr. Xie said that our grandfather was the best at making and saving money. I, I also have a lot of treasures. Why is my sister poor?"

Zhao Hanzhang gave a knowing blow, and she turned to look at him, "Erlang, you are rich, are you serious?"

Zhao Erlang nodded seriously, "Yes, there are many treasures in my house, they are all trophies I snatched back."

Zhao Hanzhang understood, "Mr. Xie, did you use your room as a warehouse?"

She reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Not bad, not bad, you can afford to support an army now."

It's a pity that she not only has to support several armies, but also the people and officials.

Zhao Erlang whispered: "Sister, we are not better than grandpa and can't make money, so let's go and rob."

Zhao Hanzhang asked casually: "Where to grab it?"

"Go to Bingzhou," he said, "that's Shi Le's territory. The summer harvest has just ended, and their winter wheat has been harvested and dried. They should be harvesting millet at the moment. If we go there, we can definitely get it back."

few."

Zhao Hanzhang walked slowly and asked, "Do you know who is farming in Bingzhou?"

"I'm a farmer."

"Han people!" Zhao Hanzhang said: "Although Bingzhou was occupied by the Hu people, half of the Han people remained in it, and the rest were the Xiongnu, Jiehu, Xianbei and people of various ethnic groups."

"Most of the people who know how to farm are Han and Jiehu, while the Xiongnu and Xianbei people still focus on herding," Zhao Hanzhang said: "If you send troops to rob them, most of them will be Han people."

"Although Bingzhou has been occupied, the Han people inside want to return, and the imperial court has always wanted to take Bingzhou back. Liu Yueshi is still in Jinyang. If you send troops to rob the people at this time, aren't you pushing them into the arms of Shi Le and Liu Yuan?"

"No one will love someone who robs their own food and kills their own family members, even if that person has a good reputation and is a general who has regained the country," Zhao Hanzhang said: "They will hate you, and their descendants will also hate you. They

Your hatred will be transmitted to your relatives, friends and neighbors, so one day, the people of Bingzhou will hate you, hate me, hate Zhao Jiajun, and even hate Jin."

"Because of hatred, they will join Shi Le and Liu Yuan to fight against us, and we may never be able to take back Bingzhou; because of hatred, even if we take back Bingzhou, they will not obey our rule, and Bingzhou will be the same as it is now, seemingly

It was held in the hands of Shi Le and Liu Yuan, but they never really owned it."

Zhao Erlang looked confused and managed to remember one thing, "So we can't rob the Han people."

"No one can rob it," Zhao Hanzhang said: "Where is Mr. Xie's class? Doesn't he have a copy of "Huainanzi. Military Training"? It's time to tell you what justice is."

"justice?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "There must be a just reason for sending troops. As the saying goes, the soldiers will be weak if they lose the way, but they will be strong if they gain the way; the general will be clumsy if the way is achieved, but he will work hard if he gets the way; the country will survive if it gains the way, but will perish if it loses the way. We can attack Bingzhou,

Take Bingzhou back, but you cannot plunder the civilians, including Han people, Xiongnu, Jiehu...all the common people living in Bingzhou."

Fu Tinghan walked quietly beside them, listening to Zhao Hanzhang give Zhao Erlang a "Strategic Training" on the spot. She was really powerful, even more powerful than he knew.

Walking into the palace, Zhao Hanzhang temporarily let go of Zhao Erlang who was trying hard to remember what she said. He looked at the still majestic palace and sighed, "I'm tired from walking. I want to take a rest here and wait to watch the sunset.

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Zhao Erlang immediately said: "Sister, please watch. I'm going to look around. I'm not going to rob the people of Bingzhou. I'm just going to search the palace. If I find anything, I'll give it to my sister."

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Zhao Hanzhang gave him an approving look and waved generously: "Go ahead."

Zhao Erlang felt lonely alone, so he called Fu An and Ting He, "Come and help me quickly."

Ting He and Fu An each looked at their masters, eager to try. This was the palace. They had never dared to enter before.

Zhao Hanzhang nodded generously, "Let's all go."

Fu Tinghan also nodded to Fu An, and the three of them rushed into the hall excitedly...

Zhao Hanzhang was a little disgusted with the dirty steps, but he was tired from walking, and standing was really tired, so he wanted to find a random step to sit down without seeing anything. Fu Tinghan grabbed her and picked up a corner of his robe to put it on her.

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, saw him patting the corner of his padded clothes, and then stepped forward and sat down.

Fu Tinghan sat next to her, turned his head and looked at her profile, and asked, "Do you still want to go back now?"

Zhao Hanzhang didn't speak for a long time, and then he said, "Do you have a way to go back?"

Fu Tinghan shook his head, "The existing astronomical books and records are limited. When they moved the capital, they took away everything they could. It is difficult to calculate the next seven-star continuation."

Fu Tinghan has never forgotten his promise to her. Whenever he has the opportunity, he will check the information and observe the celestial bodies. But now he is still confused and what he can do is very limited.

Zhao Hanzhang was silent for a while and then said with a wry smile: "The stall is too big. If I leave now, I'm afraid I will be very uneasy."

Fu Tinghan's lips curled up slightly, and he nodded: "I understand."

He reached out to hold her hand, smiled when she looked over, and asked gently: "Are you short of money now?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "It's very lacking."

"Yes, several wars in Luoyang, as well as the King of East China Sea leaving Beijing and the emperor moving the capital, took away a lot of money. Now most of Luoyang's copper coins come back later, but the speed is too slow, which greatly compresses Luoyang's purchasing power.

"

"Huh?" This didn't seem to be the same thing as what she said.

Fu Tinghan said: "Then let's smelt copper and make our own money."

Zhao Hanzhang's eyes widened.

Then he told her that she was too poor, and then Fu Tinghan told her, it's okay, we will print money ourselves.

Zhao Hanzhang swallowed and asked subconsciously: "Can I print money by myself?"

"No, I think I can print it myself. I heard that Xiliang is printing its own money now. Oh, no, it's money making. They make their own five-baht coins, which are not only circulated in Xiliang, but also with merchants in the Central Plains and Xianbei.

It seems that I can also buy and sell..."

They are both governors, so who has a lower status than the other?

Fu Tinghan opened up Zhao Hanzhang's thinking. She stood up excitedly and walked around in circles, "Yes, yes, I can make my own money. How much do I need to make? I can't make too much. No, we have copper."

?"

Zhao Hanzhang asked Fu Tinghan.


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