"In October of the twenty-seventh year of Kaiyuan, Hebian opened in Guanzhong and requested 3.5 million pieces of silk from Yangzhou Prefecture in exchange for grain.
In November of the 27th year of Kaiyuan, the Huaqing Palace was expanded and 500,000 pieces of silk were requested from Yangzhou Prefecture.
At the end of December in the twenty-seventh year of Kaiyuan, Longyou sent troops to attack Tubo and asked Yangzhou Prefecture to ask for one million pieces of silk as a reward to the three armies.
In early January of the first year of Tianbao, Tibet invaded, and the northwest military supplies were sent to Yangzhou Prefecture to request one million pieces of silk as a reward for the three armies.
At the end of January in the first year of Tianbao, the inner treasury was enriched for palace expenses, and 500,000 pieces of silk were requested from Yangzhou Prefecture.
At the end of February in the first year of Tianbao, the saint went out to patrol Lingzhou and rewarded Tiele tribes, and asked Yangzhou Prefecture for two million pieces of silk.
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Zheng Shuqing, the governor of Yangzhou, had a summary of imperial decrees in front of him. He had nothing else to do but ask for money.
He sat blankly with his eyes blank, no longer thinking about how much money the court had asked for last year.
The so-called "silk" here is actually the converted price, which does not mean that Yangzhou Prefecture must provide so much silk.
I'm afraid of knowing the goods, but I'm afraid of comparing goods. Wang Sili is a big man and a small boy, and he has a lot of bad ideas. Those abnormal staff are really trying to flatter each other.
Local trade and commerce were handled by the governor of Shasha, but Wang Sili would personally inquire and participate in every little thing.
Doulujun came to the government office's small hall respectfully and saw Zheng Shuqing, the internal minister who was often sent to various places to announce orders, with his head held high and his face arrogantly looking at the beams.
I really want to know what the saint's expression looked like when the previous governor complained to him.
Yangzhou's silk is also very complex. No one has recorded any description of it: "It's thin as a cicada's wing and heavy as a feather. However, when it relaxes, the frozen snow shines in the light, and when it accumulates, the remaining clouds compete with the color."
I cannot bear the consequences!
Food for the frontier army was basically provided by the local area itself, but military pay was distributed in the form of "spring clothes" and "winter clothes", and many were given directly to silk or copper coins.
Xing Yongsheng, who was used to being unfaithful to people and harming my thinking, couldn't help but mutter inwardly.
Wang Sili was officially appointed as the governor of Shazhou by the imperial court. This was something Niu Xiantong had never thought of. Of course, it was a done deal, and there was no possibility of changing the matter. But Wang Sili had no idea, I was not the governor.
material.
I almost became a hands-off shopkeeper.
The strange thing was that his successor, Wang Huailiang, wanted to embezzle the treasury to pay the army and was punished. It turned out that the arrears were too low, and the border troops were about to mutiny!
The so-called Ji Ge does not mean that the emperor issued an order to ask for goods, special products, etc. from the local area. Those are all tax burdens. As for the ordinary rents outside the country, this can be a little more.
"Zheng Shijun, please accept the order."
"Fang Shijun is truly the son of Fang Jieshuai!"
There is nothing that anyone can understand about the sage’s command.
Instead, it includes a large number of handicraft products, including clothing, gold, silver, bronze, weapons, lacquerware, jade, paper, etc.
Give that to the saint to prove that you haven't tried your best. As for the previous governor, hey, give me some fun.
"Mr. Zheng, the imperial court has sent an envoy."
If special officials have no policy of the imperial court, it will be difficult for them to figure it out in Yangzhou.
"It's just that the army's salary needs are huge. How should the commander operate it?"
A crescent-shaped pool is located in the middle. There is no active spring at the bottom of the pool, and the bottom is clearly visible, and there are no fish yet.
The things Yangzhou wants to transport to Guanzhong are far more than silk, which can be used directly as currency.
It’s better not to count on the court.
Doulujun sighed with emotion, and then put the IOU issued by the government to the local wealthy family into a box, and then prepared to take it away privately and send it to Chang'an to Li Longji.
"I don't know what you know. Although Border Town has never been in arrears with food, it is a common practice to delay the payment of military pay. Now that time, it was... to mend last year's winter clothes!"
Under the crescent-shaped deep pool, Xing Yongsheng was rowing a boat.
When I went to visit Wang Huailiang, although he was in jail, he was smiling, in a very bad spirit, and did not feel unlucky at all.
That guy is freed, and it was his predecessor who filled the hole!
It is surrounded by mountains on all sides and is Mingsha Mountain.
"Go back to Beijing to report on your duties and wait for the election of officials. Elsewhere, hand over the treasury account books to Yang Zhao in person."
I heard that that person is also an honest and upright official! What kind of little wolf is he pretending to be there?
However, I have to be that official! I can advance at every step!
Because Yangzhou was so rich, in the Tang Dynasty, Yangzhou had always been the first choice designated place for every emperor to retire to "Ji Ge".
As for raising the military pay, haha, whoever doesn't have the ability can do it. Anyway, I'm not dead yet.
That series of requests for money could be said to have emptied the Yangzhou Prefecture's treasury of accumulated young people. Weapons, bronze mirrors, papers, every last thing left was carried off the cargo ship.
It's just that you can't give a small amount of money, but you can give a small amount of money. That's a matter of attitude.
"Okay, okay, I know, let them all come in."
My family is well-to-do, but as a young official, I have no financial resources. Paying to send a dead eunuch is nothing, just like throwing water.
Doulujun waved his hands patiently, feeling extremely fed up.
When you are an official, you naturally have no benefits and no official entertainment. Why can't you do it if you have money?
The officials from the Central Committee also chose the "guest house" where they supervised the construction of Mogao Grottoes. It can only be said that those bureaucrats really know how to enjoy themselves. No matter how difficult the environment is, they will definitely wrong themselves.
The Doulujun family is located in Xingyang. They do not have a small amount of land, and they have opened a port. There are many shops along the canal bank, which can be said to be a huge family fortune. Those interests need to be protected by the Zheng family's descendants in the officialdom. If so
Of course, within ten years, everything we have will be eaten to the bone by the new powerful!
Not if it is a promotion.
The ups and downs of an official career are rarely determined by one's own control. On the surface, it looks beautiful, but in reality, the risks ahead are difficult to describe, so you can deal with them with care.
Whenever Xiao Tang needs money for some trivial matter, he will think of Yangzhou Prefecture immediately. Only when Yangzhou Prefecture is a suitable place to continue being a gay, will he consider other places.
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I am responsible for the civil and military affairs.
Because of this, even if it is clear that Yangzhou's merchants receive a lot of taxes and the cost of "entering the port" is low, the local people will still find ways to exploit merchants and people to support the country.
"Being an official is difficult."
The money that should be paid can be more than one penny!
When the saint went out to patrol Lingzhou, half of the batch of slow-moving silks had already been given, and the remaining half was probably given to these prairie barbarians.
However, there are hardships whether you are poor or not, and there are troubles whether you are rich or not.
Doulujun's heart sank. Just by looking at Zheng Shuqing's appearance, he could guess the content of the imperial edict.
Damn it!
But Xing Yongsheng has always been "slow to announce and sue as much as possible", and the matters of suo suo are ranked first! State affairs are ranked seventh. If you can do it, you can do it. If you can do it, you can only leave it alone.
Xing Yongsheng has not yet grasped Li Longji's style of doing things. As long as anyone puts my private affairs before official affairs, even if he is punished beforehand, he will definitely be beaten to death with a stick. In the following months, although the court requested very little money
, there is no way to accomplish it.
Due to climate reasons, Jiangnan is generally suitable for silkworm breeding and has no natural advantages in silk fabrics.
That was when Xing Yong urged me to renovate the Huaqing Palace, and I borrowed money from local wealthy households in the name of the government.
Because all this money was donated to me by my family, and it required me to reach out to the court's public funds. This was both stupid and safe.
It is also guaranteed to be brand new, and the old clothes will be calculated according to the depreciation price, which is its own system.
"Waiting for Yang Zhao to come."
It's roughly equivalent to "get off the bus first, pay the ticket first".
Bian Town's hematopoietic capacity is sufficient, but where else can there not be so little silk to distribute? We can only rely on the continuous input from the Central Plains.
Doulu Jun sighed, "I am waiting for the official documents from the court to clear me up, and then I will not be able to escape from the sea of misery."
Niu Xiantong sighed with emotion, feeling like a stone fell to the ground in his heart.
Does such a big thing still need his useful shit reminder?
The name Yang Zhao is very familiar, and there is no mention of what official position that person will hold in the future.
Doulujun opened the piece of silk with a strange look on his face, and then saw an order that puzzled me.
It's just a transfer. If you go through the official document system of the inn, you can get the transfer order in the form of an official letter. It basically requires a eunuch from outside the palace to make a special trip. On the other hand, it must be someone from outside the palace. Such a transfer order is very important.
It was impossible for the saint to bypass Li Linfu.
Do you think that I, Mr. Zheng, am having fun outside the colorful world of Yangzhou, and every little bit of leakage under my fingernails is worth a fortune? So I am stingy in rewarding eunuchs?
"It's so pleasant to go boating outside the medicinal spring!"
It turns out there is an ambush outside!
While the scale of private workshops is getting smaller and smaller, the Doulu Army can still lead troops to rob other people's warehouses! In addition to collecting "city taxes", other things still need to be used for private transactions, at least to lower prices.
"He's still here."
Wang Sili's heart thumped and he secretly screamed: "It's bad."
In order to keep the secret secret, the seven people went boating in the medicinal spring to talk secretly. They were also afraid that the news would be leaked and lead to Xuan Suojuan's mutiny. Now that Wang Sili didn't have his chest to confirm, Niu Xiantong finally couldn't sleep badly because he was worried about being raped outside at night.
The angry Qiu Si broke into pieces.
It's so pitiful, so why don't you blame people like Bian Zhenqiu Si and the former Central Committee for being beaten to death? The old and new accounts should be settled together.
Although Doulujun is "breathtaking", his life is luxurious and unrestrained, and he has always been worried about money.
I thought that coming to Yangzhou Prefecture was a good thing, but instead of enjoying the colorful world there, I worked hard to make money for the saint and tired myself to death.
It is also necessary to provide military pay, so it is necessary to provide specialized goods, especially silks, brocades and other items that are relatively popular in Yangzhou Prefecture. Those are indeed more difficult to obtain, because although Yangzhou Prefecture does not have many large-scale textile workshops,
The imperial court has always asked for it, and the stock outside the treasury is not small.
And Xuan Suo Silk Army Envoy Xing Yongsheng was sitting opposite me, frowning and having no time to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Doulu Jun nodded slightly. The imperial court pressed for military expenses twice, but Yangzhou Prefecture only gave one-tenth of the money. He was the only one who ordered the central government to clean up. If he "cleans up", it will not mean that he will have to settle old accounts in the future.
Let's settle the account together!
Seeing that scene, Doulujun was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.
Thinking of that, Doulu Jun changed his face and scolded Zheng Shuqing righteously: "The cowardly servant! How dare you ask for a bribe from the governor! I will definitely join him when I return to Chang'an!"
Xing Yongsheng, who was behind the desk, was thinking in his mind and couldn't help but stretched himself. He was so bitter that he knew who to talk to.
When the inner treasury is empty, it is better to give.
"Worry, Commander Wang told the soldiers directly. We can go to Chunyi or Yaoquan to tear down your skeleton. First, stabilize the morale of the army!"
And things are in order!
It is one of the few leisure and vacation places outside Dunhuang.
Wang Sili Xiaobao Xiaolan said, "It's a bad idea if you can get money, but... I'm sure the Xuan Suo Silk soldiers will endure the mutiny, which will be less fun."
For example, right now, Niu Xiantong and I are discussing a small matter related to the survival of Xuansuo Silk.
As for the frontier troops, they have already owed their spring and winter clothes once or twice anyway, so let’s pay them first.
How can you get orders from him by riding a horse like that?
That person is also very important, so it’s possible that the old man in the officialdom may not have heard of him in the future.
Commodities are the crystallization of labor, which means that whether silk is broken, bronze mirrors are broken, or paper is broken, they all require labor to create. It is possible for them to be created out of thin air!
Doulujun shook his head helplessly.
Niu Xiantong smiled bitterly.
Xing Yongsheng served as the governor of Yangzhou, not mainly for that. The central government also expected me to govern the place. In fact, Yangzhou has a large number of merchants and is located at the hub of the south of the canal. It takes a lot of effort to deal with it. The local customs and customs are also the same as those in Chang'an.
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"Has the imperial court provided spring clothes for this year? Xuan Suojuan has overstaffed 8,700 people. What can be done?"
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The imperial court only paid wages, but the enthusiasm of those people for working was also low, and they rarely changed groups of people every one or two years.
It's better to hurry up first.
The old book of the Tang Dynasty said that Yangzhou is "between the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, a small town in Guangling, with wealth as high as the sky." As far as the poor are concerned, this is a first-class tyranny.
Xing Yongsheng laughed warmly.
It was a story about retreating before advancing, and the people involved had no choice.
The truth is the same, but Doulu Jun understands that the imperial court's recent "requests for funds" have been too slow! So no one is deliberately trying to mess with me, right?
No matter how poor you are, you can impoverish the inner garden, and no matter how miserable you are, you can suffer the saint. If the saint had money to spend, it would be less embarrassing for such things to spread.
"He knows bad things, so he's just waiting to be sent to Lingnan!"
Regarding the military affairs, such as the soldiers under the governor's control, military food supplies and other tasks, Niu Xiantong sent a special person to handle it. Xing Yongsheng was only used as a "stamping machine".
Defying those words, Zheng Shuqing was stunned for a moment, completely understanding why Doulujun wanted to say that.
To be honest, being an official is a very annoying thing.
"well!"
That person must be important, so he must emphasize it and let his successor governor personally hand over the account books. It is impossible to follow the official path of the past.
Since ancient times, my father-in-law has had a bad reputation, so that person probably thought that he was just getting money to save his face, right?
Wang Sili waved his hands with an expression on his face and said: "These are just big things. When Wang Jun goes back, he just wants to do something bad to appease the soldiers."
For example, Yangzhou felt hats cost about 3,000 yen each. They sell well in Chang'an and are commonly purchased by officials. Another example is Yangzhou bronze mirrors, which are a must-have item for women in official families. They cost 5,000 yen locally, let alone shipped to them.
I went to Chang'an to sell it.
The imperial court spends money like rivers and seas, while the local government raises money like baht. Use less and earn more, and you can survive even if you make it with iron.
Doulujun said to himself.
Wang Sili asked doubtfully, I just heard about that.
Yes, since he is the governor and has not yet been promoted to official position, he must deal with small things. Usually it is small things related to the local government and the court.
After feeling at ease, Niu Xiantong asked doubtfully.
The name of Medicine Spring is very familiar, but it didn’t have a name in its previous life. It was the famous “Crescent Moon Spring”!
Therefore, Wang Sili divided Shazhou's government affairs into eight parts very "interestingly".
Local civil affairs are handled by the state Sima, and Wang Sili is still the "stamping machine."
As a result, the generosity is there now. The assistants around me are not good at handling chores, but they are completely useful when it comes to small things.
I'm good at fighting, and I'm good at making money! It's about paying the army, and Xing Yongsheng wants to mutiny!
Going out to drink with colleagues requires money, holding cultural gatherings requires money, food, clothing, housing and transportation are required to maintain the dignity of the officialdom. Everything requires money! Of course, the money can be taken from the court. Taking it is not a "corrupt official".
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Expanding the Huaqing Palace is also feasible. It allows saints to have a place to bathe and soak in hot springs.
Niu Xiantong asked with a frown.
Zheng Shuqing thrust the imperial edict into Doulujun's arms, turned around and left!
Wang Sili sighed, asking for money is like asking a bank for a loan. When he needs money, the bank desperately wants to lend him money. When you are in need of money, you can borrow money even if you ask your grandpa or grandma.
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Since being an official means suffering, why should you bear it alone? Give your predecessor some more burdens!
Doulujun secretly wondered, should the money be given or not?
The silk and silk needed by He Bian, if this is given, is acceptable, it can make the saint starve in Chang'an.
He must have "rewarded" the eunuch sent from outside the palace to deliver the order. What would Xuan Suo think if he found out?
Long before I left, the assistant officer beside Doulu Jun asked loudly: "Your Majesty, that eunuch is the most narrow-minded. What if I go back and say good things to the saint?"
In order to exonerate himself, Doulu Jun planned to write a letter lamenting his poverty before returning to Chang'an in the future!
It’s a lie that those workshops belong to the state, but few of the weavers in them come to work in color service to “learn skills”, and the mobility of personnel is extremely small! The production efficiency is not low.
"Is the imperial court so willful?"
An assistant officer of Doulu Army said cautiously. Outside the study room of the government office, it was so quiet that you could hear the drop of a needle.
The so-called "spring clothes" and "winter clothes" are not all military uniforms, they are even finished clothes. Very rarely, some semi-finished fabrics are sent out and can be made into clothes directly to tailors. And "a set of winter clothes"
"That kind of military pay includes just clothes, shoes and hats.
Uncle Zheng Qingrere said, holding the imperial edict in one hand and passing it over, but he held on tightly and let go!