In fact, as a digression, there are actually very few people who accuse the Zhao Guan family for Zhao Ji. Even retired officials from the imperial court who have become famous scholars remain silent. It is not that everyone is afraid of the power of the Zhao Guan family, but it is an unavoidable issue: Jingkang Shame
Aren't you responsible for the disaster and the destruction of Fang La's uprising?
Even the officials of the Ministry of Rites, after studying for several days, were not afraid of public opinion and gave the posthumous title "Huang Ling" to Emperor Taishang Daojun, and asked Zhao Guanjia for approval. Although it was not a good word at first glance, Zhao Jiu still asked Lu Benzhong what he meant, and the latter
Explained: "The posthumous title system of the Duke of Zhou means that the family is not managed, the officials are not managed, and there is chaos both internally and externally. Those who enjoy themselves and neglect government are called Huang. Those who do not work hard to become famous are called Ling."
Zhao Guanjia sneered: "It's better to be merciful, that's all, it's barely fair, so that's it. Don't expect me to build a temple for him and enjoy the temple name. I guess I am willing, but the ancestors are not willing either!"
Maybe after Yuan Sheng's death, his posthumous title could be a little nicer since he had less responsibility.
Prince Yang, who was standing beside him, glanced at Zhao Jiu secretly. He always felt that the probability of him mentioning his ancestors recently was a bit high. From his understanding, this man was not someone who followed the family's rules in everything.
However, Emperor Taishang Daojun, oh no, now that the matter of Emperor Huang Ling of Song Dynasty has come to an end, the inspection of Tianjin Port must not be delayed any longer. But before that, the Zhao Guan family still did something shocking but understandable
Events. In the past, he was responsible for Pingzhang's military affairs. King Li Gang of Fujian returned to the northwest envoy and served as an inspection envoy to appease the people's livelihood and prepare for incoming attacks. His duties included Hedong Road, Datong Road and Ningxia Road.
This is undoubtedly a strong deterrent to Xiliao and Ximengu, and it is also a huge psychological pressure on the Hengshan tribe who still have a disobedient heart. Although everyone in the world knows that Li Gang has a negative military score, Emperor Jianyan has great control over the army.
He has already reached the level of commander, so he has little room for development. At the same time, as the official who has been recognized by history books as the most important person in making decisions since Jingkang, he is less than sixty years old and has neither soothing nor intimidating power.
Substitutable.
Anyway, Wang Shu, Hu Hongxiu and even Ren Baozhong, who was lying on the hospital bed, all felt this way. More importantly, in the past few years, Li Gang had exerted his residual energy and completed the mediation work in his hometown so dazzlingly that even Hu, who had always disliked him,
Anguo (Hu Yin's father) admired him very much.
So, people should give full play to their own strengths. It is said that on the first day after Li Gang took office, he scolded the envoys from Western Liao and made him doubt his life.
It is said that the palpitating old woman's family vigorously promoted various benevolent policies of the Song Dynasty to ensure that her son, who was a soldier, would not be discriminated against in any way, otherwise Prime Minister Li would personally deal with the relevant personnel.
Of course, this news came at the right time, which made Zhao Jiu regret it. Why didn't he think of letting this person with a strong temper and sympathy for the weak to do propaganda?
It was April in the world, and Li Bao, Zhang Jun and others had also arrived. As usual, Zhao Guan's family brought the imperial staff, rode horses and some generals and warriors and marched eastward in a mighty manner. The sun was growing in the south and spring was growing in the north, and the crickets were noisy.
Wang Guayin, the farmland along the way is dense and neat. From time to time, I can see half-grown children passing by delivering water. Sometimes when Zhao Jiu wipes his sweat, he feels a hint of unnoticeable relief.
Back to the present, the Zhao Guan family kept their word and took the two Emperor Zhao emperors to burn incense sticks at the ancestral gravesite ten generations ago and asked them to forgive the necessity of building a port. Then they arrived at the relatively nearby deep-water port. After several
After months of sorting out, the place has been quite fruitful, at least it is no longer a wasteland.
However, Zhao Guan's family looked at the mountains of wood that had been used to build the membrane frame, and couldn't help but said: "This inland river terminal is nothing more than sea water, which corrodes the wood more than the river water. Who can tell how many years the built terminal will last?"
Me?"
Yue Fan, who had already tanned a shade, and was far more rough and arrogant than his brother Yue Fei, hurried over and said: "In order to let the officials know, I have consulted my colleagues in Quanzhou and Guangzhou Shipping Department about all the wood used."
They are all iron wood collected from Guangdong and Guangxi, which are wear-resistant, corrosion-resistant, termite-resistant, and not easily deformed. The Quanzhou Wharf was built from this, and the latest replacement was when the port was opened during the reign of Zhezong."
The ancient port of Quanzhou's exchanges with overseas countries can be traced back to the Southern Dynasties. Maritime transportation was already very developed in the Tang Dynasty. By this dynasty, Quanzhou had numerous contacts with countries. Overseas transportation was smooth, reaching both the east and west oceans, reaching Japan in the east, and connecting the South China Sea in the south.
The country's imported goods are mainly spices, while its exports include silk and porcelain. In order to strengthen the management of overseas trade, during the reign of Emperor Zhezong of the Song Dynasty, the "Shipping Department" was set up in Quanzhou and the Quanzhou Port was officially opened.
But Li Bao, after all, had been hanging out at sea for these years and had seen a lot. He said: "Magistrate Xiaoyue, don't blame me for telling you that although I have never been to Quanzhou, the two places are thousands of miles apart. The speed of water on this coastline can be...
They are all different, not to mention that the Tianjin seaport is also responsible for military use. Even if the iron wood is easy to use, it is not in such a large quantity!"
Yue Fan found it difficult to answer, so he had to lean over and said: "I am incompetent. I really didn't think carefully. In fact, my nephew Yue Yun once said that there are many copper mines in Jianchang Mansion. If it is refined, it will be better.
Wood is a hundred times better, but..."
Needless to say the rest. Copper is money these days. It’s hard to get some copper ore. The central government is still waiting to use it as a reserve to issue Jiaozi to facilitate business. Do you dare to take this idea? Are you not afraid of Zhao Ding and Zhang Jun?
Add Lin Jingmosheng to eat you!
Anyway, King Zhang Qi, who is extremely smart in business, has simply calculated in his mind. With such a large investment, even if the officials are determined and the prime ministers and ministers give in, how many years will it take to get back the money!
In fact, Zhao Guan's family already had a plan in mind, but they wanted to teach them why they had to rely on me to support so many officials for everything, so they asked with a dark face to meet the southern businessmen who had succeeded in the bidding.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Speaking of this, Zhao Lingyi, the magistrate of Zhuozhou, and Yue Fan, the magistrate of Wuqing County, finally straightened up. It turns out that the news of the opening of Tianjin Port was released five or six months ago.
We are just waiting for the big businessmen to fall into the trap. After all, during the Song Dynasty, private and semi-official shipping and water transportation was the pinnacle of the past dynasties, creating countless wealthy families. However, the geographical location is limited. Most of these people are in Yangzhou, Hangzhou,
Quanzhou and other places.
Although Zhao Guan's family wanted to build a port in the north, although they had no guts to organize or sabotage it, they still had some non-violent non-cooperation when it came to their own interests. Although Li Guang, the envoy to the southeast, was a bit pedantic, there were some smart state officials.
The families shared their worries in order to offset the bad impression from the last rebellion. They actively implemented the imperial court's will and fought and fought to divide the alliance. Before the cargo merchants could get bored, they actually found out that a restaurant opened in the next state.
The silk shops on the opposite street have actually started to form a guild to compete for their jobs, so that's not bad! Who doesn't know that King Zhang Qi has made almost three lifetimes of wealth by monopolizing Dengzhou sea trade?
We don't dare to compare with the heroes of Conglong. Who do you think you are to snatch this bowl of rice left by our ancestors?
So the entire southeast searched for Zhao Zhizhou and Yue Zhixian without stopping.
In this regard, Zhao Zhizhou said that he would no longer belong to the superiors after Tianjin was built. Yue Zhixian said that he had no final say. As for who had the final say, of course it was the officials!
Oh, you can ask me for the berths in the tender, but the one with the highest price will get it. But I heard clearly, it is money for the state. Anyone who gives me a point privately will be immediately disqualified. I don’t know that my brother hates corruption the most. If I let him
He knows that he can take care of me without the punishment department.
So, nineteen berths were sold, and the money was enough to build a dock and military port. The problem now was only materials.
——Small theater extra——
father and son
After Yue Yun paid a visit to Tian Shizhong in Dengzhou, he returned to Qingzhou, the headquarters of the Royal Camp Right Army. To be honest, the quality of Zhang Jiajun was indeed worse than that of Yue Jiajun by more than one level. Yue Yun could not control others, he could only do it first
The troops under his control conduct drills every three days, enforce the law like a mountain, and at the same time show compassion for the soldiers. All military pay and weapons are sufficient, and the food, clothing and housing are the same as those of ordinary soldiers. In just a few months, the news of the imperial camp's right army spread throughout the country - Yue
Xiaohou is really very fatherly.
The more vulgar ones said directly: "General Yue is really modeled after the King of Wei. After all, they have cooperated together several times, and it's not like they have never seen how Yue Fei manages an army!"
Yue Yun was in a daze. In his distant memory, his mother-in-law (grandmother) seemed to have said, "Yun'er is carved from the same mold as his father."
But at that time, their family was still in Tangyin's hometown, and there were wars and dead people everywhere. The younger uncle didn't know how to fight. He went around grabbing food and firewood from people. There was no father in his memory. Even if there was, he was the biological mother.
She complained and her mother-in-law prayed with concern. It was not until her biological mother passed away that her father really appeared. Yue Yun was not a girl who was sad for spring and autumn, and rarely recalled the past. It was just these veteran couples who mentioned it inadvertently that made him
Suddenly he realized that, intentionally or unintentionally, he had really followed in his father's footsteps and walked out of a world of his own. Those endless military sticks and reprimands, although they seemed harsh, also brought some things to his mind.
Imprinted in his mind.
However, thinking back, before getting married, he did not want to return to the Imperial Army after killing Yue Yun. Until that day, Marshal Hebei Road, Wei Wang Yue Fei made a routine inspection of the army, and his colleagues in the right army kept him on the front line.
On the front line, the King of Wei, with his golden sword and powerful horse, was in his prime. However, looking at Yue Yun, who was already taller than him and was wearing heavy armor but was not tired at all, he suddenly felt inexplicably confused.
Inadvertently, this brat has grown up. Will he know that when his son first goes to the battlefield, no matter how strict his father is, he will not be able to sleep all night? Will he know that every time the news of Dali last year is returned to the Privy Council, he can't
He rushed to watch with restraint, and for the first time since joining the army, he selfishly wanted to lead the troops to bring his son back - and give him a good beating with a military stick.