The issuance of Shaowu Baobao was very cautious, but the implementation was very resolute.
Otherwise, the issuance of food stamps has given the Ministry of Household Affairs a taste of the benefits. Ten thousand shi of grain can be used to issue 70,000 to 80,000 shi of food stamps.
The total amount of grain in Taicang was limited, so the court did not dare to distribute it randomly and could only make do with it, but it also made a profit of hundreds of thousands of yuan.
This is an extra income that almost offsets the iron tax.
The key point is that Lu Daqi, a new official, took charge of the job three times. He went through piles of old papers for several days and made a lot of Jiaozi banknotes.
He held his head high and said without hesitation: "The profit from the treasure banknotes can earn up to several million silver yuan per year, which is almost worth the entire Southern Zhili..."
In the eyes of civil servants, the biggest role of banknotes is not to help economic development, but to solve financial difficulties.
Therefore, the cabinet reluctantly united and considered how to issue treasure banknotes.
However, in view of the bad reputation of Baoqian, the cabinet has always believed that it must be renamed and given a new skin.
The emperor smiled contemptuously: "How about calling it a silver dollar coupon?"
With silver dollar coupons, you can go to Daming Bank to exchange silver coins at any time.
The cabinet naturally agreed, and then discussed the popularization of money banks.
How can I exchange silver coins without a bank?
The fine hairs in the imperial court are the golden cudgels of Monkey King among the people.
On the ground, thick snowflakes were trampled recklessly, and the dim sunlight in the sky dispersed lightly, bringing no warmth.
"It hurts so much -" From a mansion in Beijing, a shrill cry went straight into the sky.
Jia Daihua's ears were filled with shouts, and he couldn't help but get up, opened the door curtain, blew the howling cold wind, and quickly came to the door where the sound came from, and kept looking around.
"Go, go, what are you doing here?"
Jia Yan wrapped himself up like a bear, with his shoulders covered with snow, and stared blankly at the room where the figure was walking. Only then did he notice his son's arrival.
"Is mom okay?" Jia Daihua couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay. This is her third pregnancy. What can happen?"
Jia Yan shook his head, but stared at the door tightly, unwilling to move away.
"Master, it's easy for you to catch a cold if you stay outside."
At this time, the housekeeper came over and the maid brought in basins of hot water and said with concern.
"It's okay, I'm okay."
Jia Yan looked at it with eyes wide open, waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "When I went to North Korea, it was much colder than this."
"Dad, I also want to join the army."
After attending school for several years, Jia Daihua saw that his father had been promoted to Viscount, and he felt extremely itchy in his heart.
"Gouzi, don't look too hot on me." Jia Yan shook his head and couldn't help but stamp his feet: "If Wu Sangui hadn't gone to North Korea and the imperial court rotated the Beijing camp for training, I really wouldn't want this Viscount."
"This title looks good, but above the baron there is a viscount, and above the viscount there is an earl. It makes people think about it again and again, as if there is a piece of meat hanging in front of them, not to mention it is very itchy."
"Dad, dad——"
At this time, my six-year-old daughter ran over in a plump shape, and a group of maids chased me carefully for fear that they would run away after me.
"You're really making a fool of yourself, take her back quickly."
After fooling his daughter away, Jia Yan couldn't help but look at his cheap son.
Jia Daihua is thirteen years old. Perhaps he suffered a stomachache when he was a child, so he died too late. Now he is as strong as a calf.
In the past few years, he had continued to study. He secretly asked his husband if he could pass the examination as a scholar. He was told bluntly that he should not hurt the eyes of the county magistrate.
In this case, the only option is to join the army.
He has taken several concubines, but the eldest wife is the only one who has news, so it’s a good thing for a widow!
If you want to be treated well, you have to have a son, but you can't let the dog get away with it.
Although the relationship has deepened, it is not his kind after all.
I don't know how long the waiting time passed, but suddenly a baby's cry resounded throughout the courtyard.
"Congratulations, master. Congratulations, master. He is a big fat boy."
The midwife came out panting to announce the good news, her face covered with sweat.
"Reward, big reward——"
With that said, Jia Yan prepared to enter the room, but was blocked back. The cold was too cold to disturb the child and the mother.
Jia Yan then gave up, the joy on his face unstoppable.
He stamped his numb feet, turned to look at Jia Daihua who was beaming with joy, and said, "Gouzi, if you really want to join the army, you should hurry up and practice in the past few years."
"Well, I understand, kid."
Jia Daihua was overjoyed and said loudly.
"To directly serve as a top soldier is the lowest level. Even if I arrange it for you, it will be nothing at all."
Jia Yan took him indoors and explained: "Nowadays, in the military, people who come from the martial arts hall are preferred. They will be a team commander as soon as they come out. After a few years of experience, they can become a battalion commander."
"You can only enter the martial arts hall now if you take the exam."
"take an exam?"
Jia Daihua was unhappy for a moment and his expression was distorted.
"Martial Arts."
Jia Yan sighed, half-lying down and said: "Last year it was just a trial run in the Beijing camp and some people were selected to take the test. This year is different."
"Just like the imperial examination, there are three levels, scholar, candidate, and Jinshi. This martial arts hall is the Hanlin Academy, and everything happens under the emperor's nose."
"I heard that the first thirty people practiced in the martial arts hall for half a year and then went directly to the guard office."
After Emperor Shaowu ascended the throne, the original palace guards, such as General Dahan, General Mingjia and other bodyguard systems, were all rectified and separated from the Jinyiwei.
There is a bodyguard office, which has several bodyguard commanders. The rank is the third rank, and they are served by nobles and favored ministers.
Among them, the guard group is divided into two. The number of palace guards who guard the outer court, such as Huangji Palace, Wenyuan Pavilion and other palaces where political affairs are discussed, is more than 3,000.
The other part protects the inner court, such as the emperor's palace, which has about five thousand people.
The guards are also divided into five ranks, with the first rank being the most noble and the fifth rank being the lowest.
Even the lowest fifth-level bodyguard has a grade of nine, which is equivalent to a sergeant in a military squadron.
When a person entering the martial arts hall enters the bodyguard department, the lowest level is the fourth-level bodyguard, which means he is the eighth-level officer.
If this were to be sent to the army, then he would be the deputy battalion commander. Who can bear this?
"Um!"
Jia Daihua didn't understand the benefits of being a bodyguard, so he immediately accepted the offer. It was even more spacious than the road to the imperial examination.
Jia Yan was overjoyed to have a son at home, and rewarded him lavishly, which can be said to have cost him a lot of blood.
At this moment, several village heads from outside the city came together with congratulatory gifts.
"What?" Jia Yan frowned, and the Viscount's majesty immediately descended.
"Master, come here, little ones, there is really nothing we can do."
A sturdy village head stepped forward and said gloomily: "Because we are in Xundian, the Yamen directly sent people over and told us to plant some weird things. It's not enough if we don't plant them."
"What the hell?"
Jia Yan said angrily: "The county government is so rampant?"
"It seems that they are called sweet potatoes, so they said they would be planted and that it was requested by His Majesty."
Zhuangtou said cautiously: "Let us plant more than ten acres at once. This is not a waste of time. We will harvest a lot of food less!"
"Your Majesty's business?" Jia Yan lost his anger and immediately began to think deeply: "I would rather believe that it is something than that it is not something. I have gained a seed!"