The second housekeeper of Yun Mansion, Lao Zhao, is now a famous figure in Douchuan. As long as he dares to show his face, countless businessmen will immediately surround him. Regardless of whether he has something to do or not, he will be immediately dragged to a luxurious place whose name is unknown.
Beauties, fine wines, and delicacies will appear in an instant, and the fat heads in front of you will be wearing all kinds of flattering smiles, calling each other "Brother Zhao" to be affectionate.
The Yun family members all went to Zhanlong Gorge for vacation, and the old patriarch of Dousha Village did not allow these unknown merchants to go in for fear of spoiling the feng shui. As for the Marquis Yun, they could see him every day, but he was surrounded by soldiers, and no one cared about it.
He had the courage to come forward and talk to him, so Lao Zhao became the key target of the Dou Sha Village merchants.
There is now a common rumor in Dousha Village that Marquis Yun does not allow merchants to enter the grassland, nor does he not allow merchants to purchase fields, using it as a bridgehead for the trade routes that penetrate into the Tubo territory.
It was because Marquis Yun was thinking about the country and was worried about selling the land there at a low price and incurring losses to the state treasury. The reason why he issued the ban was just to scare people away so that the price of the land could go up. He didn't see the Yun family's merchants.
Didn't the team enter the grassland? Isn't this a high-spirited performance?
"Hey Brother Zhao, don't be in a hurry when it comes to shopping at home. I've already ordered people to send it to the village. You and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's have a good drink. Today we have some good winter bamboo shoots. Pair them with some preserved meat and it will be a good meal.
It’s not good if you can’t eat the food well.”
Old Zhao said with a helpless smile: "I know what you are thinking. The shopkeeper at home has been urging me these days, but the Marquis has never said anything. How can you ask me, an old slave, about it?"
The leader of the medicine shop, Lao Huang, laughed and said: "Don't dare to embarrass Brother Zhao. You just need to tell Mr. Marquis that our merchants in Doushaguan have prepared the money and are waiting to participate in Mr. Marquis's grand event. As for the price, we will
There is no need to ask. In the Song Dynasty, we have fertile fields and mountains. These are not rare. You can buy them as long as you pay money. As for grassland, it is rare. As long as you have the opportunity to buy a suitable piece of grassland, who dares to ask the price?
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Old Zhao sighed and said: "Master Hou has been working hard every day these days. He always doesn't fall asleep until late at night. He has to get up again before dawn. In the morning, we only have a bowl of millet porridge and two steamed buns to make ends meet. We
The hands of these old people look distressed.
My shopkeeper, Lao Zhu, brought some bird's nests from Guangnan to give to the Marquis to replenish his health. By the way, I wanted to ask when the family's caravan will be stationed in the grassland of western Yunnan. As a result, the Marquis lost his temper and all the bird's nests were blown away. He also asked Lao Zhu
Is it enough to make money? Will the Yun family starve to death if they don’t enter the grassland?
Tell me, how do you want me to tell Mr. Hou about this at this time?"
Everyone gasped when they heard this. Marquis Yun was an invincible commander on the battlefield. If he got angry and didn't kill someone on the spot, it would be Lao Zhu's luck. No wonder Lao Zhu always looked at someone with a dark face these days.
Not pleasing to the eye.
When Old Zhao saw that everyone was silent, he chuckled and said: "But things on the grassland will always be solved. Don't you know? There are not many Tibetans left on the grassland now. I heard from the monkey that even 50,000 people are dead."
No more, most of them are old, weak, women and children who are in dire need of food and supplies and may not be able to survive this winter.
The spies of our army have entered the grassland, and the news they brought back makes Mr. Hou sleepless at night. The western Yunnan grassland is already in the possession of our Song Dynasty, and naturally the people there will become the subjects of our Song Dynasty.
Since they are the people of the Song Dynasty, naturally they cannot watch them starve to death.
But where will the food and supplies for the 50,000 victims come from? Our Chengdu Prefecture does not have this kind of expenditure, and our Song Dynasty does not have this additional expenditure. Mr. Hou is kind-hearted and does not want to see the victims suffer, so he has been worrying about these things these days.
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Old Butterfly's smooth and fat face immediately changed from a sad look to a thoughtful expression. He tugged on Old Zhao's sleeves and whispered: "Since we are the victims of the Song Dynasty, are we people who are living a good life?
Are you qualified to go to the grassland to help your neighbors?
There is this saying in the laws of the Song Dynasty. It is the obligation of "righteous aid" to the neighbors. If the neighbor starves to death, the government will hold him accountable. Alas, it is really difficult for the marquis, but how can we "righteous aid"?
I can’t enter the grassland.”
Old Zhao picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, smiling without saying a word. The Marquis said, beware of these merchants and do not leave the initiative in their hands. Once these people enter the grassland, due to their deep wealth,
The grassland will immediately become a grassland for merchants, and the grassland will probably become less like a grassland.
The Han people prefer farming. Whether they are merchants, famous ministers, brave generals, or emperors, they all like to plant something in the ground.
If you see an emperor farming in the soil with bare feet, no matter who you are, you will be happy from the bottom of your heart. At least you will think that the emperor has not forgotten the crafts passed down by his ancestors and values the farming of mulberry trees.
There is nothing to criticize in this scene of a great Confucian kneeling in the ground taking care of some seedlings. People would just say that this person is cultivating his mind and character.
Therefore, in such an atmosphere, the people of the Song Dynasty were always thinking about planting something in the land. They farmed in the desert, on the Gobi Desert, on the mountain ridges, and on the mountain ridges.
Farming on cliffs. Even in lush farmland, they don't miss the narrow ridge of land and order beans on it...
It is strange to say that the originally unruly deserts, Gobis, and mountains all succumbed to the hands of the Han people. They were obviously not suitable for farming, but they would bear abundant fruits under the hands of the Han people.
If these people are allowed to enter the grassland, it won’t take too long for the western Yunnan grassland to be filled with the fragrance of fruits and vegetables, lush crops, ducks swimming in the puddles, chickens running in the yard, villages everywhere, and finally becoming peaceful.
There is no difference in other places in the Song Dynasty. As for the Tubo people who only know how to herd animals, they will starve to death, and as for the countless war horses they want, they will become draft horses and work in the fields.
What a terrifying picture this is...
Grazing should be done on the grassland, and it should not be over-grazed. Herdsmen all know that they cannot graze on a piece of grass for too long. The Han people don’t know that. The wealthy Han people will drive the pigs to the grassland to graze... Finally, the beautiful snow-capped mountains
The pasture will become a barren land...
"A horse farm? A government-run horse farm? A private horse farm? There is even a ranch jointly run by businessmen? Do you know what you are talking about?"
Zhang Fangping finally arrived at Doushaguan. After seeing Yun Zheng, he couldn't wait to take a sip of water before he couldn't wait to ask what he was thinking. After getting a definite answer, he couldn't sit still. Isn't this the Jingzhao Prefecture in Liangshan with a radius of only a few meters?
A ten-mile horse farm is a huge space with a radius of nearly three hundred miles. If it were to be turned into a horse farm, how much investment would be needed?
"The Chengdu Mansion has no money. When he took office, Zhou Yuanlong spent every last penny in the treasury. As soon as I took office, I planned to prepare materials for you to train the royal army. I even spent 20% of the Qiu Fu. Now the Third Secretary Envoy
I was urged three times a day to pay back the Autumn Fu, and the imperial censor was asking me why I was so bold and dared to withhold the Autumn Fu. You must not talk to me about money. Two words - no!"
Seeing Zhang Fangping's words, he was frothing at the mouth. He pushed the tea in front of him and said with a smile: "I still have to drink tea even if I don't have money. Even at such an old age, I am still so angry.
Since I became an official, tell me, when will I reach out and ask you for money? This military training is for the royal family. Even if I have money, I don’t dare to use it, but the grassland in western Yunnan is too important. If the Song Dynasty wants to
We can't be strong without enough war horses. Only by carrying all of us in the Song Dynasty on war horses can we advance faster. Let me tell you, as long as farmers ride on war horses, weak people will become
Strong!
As for a wealthy and powerful nation, tell me who can defeat it? Who can make it bow its head? Who can make it stop its progress?"
Zhang Fangping simply ignored Yun Zheng's impassioned slogans and took a sip of tea to directly ask the key points: "Can you get the money? Do you want to sell the grassland in western Yunnan? This method will not work. We Song people will immediately get the land
The grassland will be burned for farming, and your desire for war horses will be in vain. To be honest, I came here this time just to know what you are going to do with the grassland in western Yunnan. If you use the resources of our Chengdu Prefecture, Chengdu Prefecture will
It cannot fail."
Yun Zheng said angrily: "Do you have to farm the grassland when you get it?"
Old man Zhang Fangping leaned back on his chair and folded his hands on his stomach. He said: "Our ancestors' housekeeping skills, why do you dare to look down on farming?"
"I also farm!" Yun Zheng pointed to the two plates of green garlic placed on the window sill and said: "Raising horses and livestock on the grassland can make just as much money. It's not even less profitable than farming. Look at the war horses of the Song Dynasty.
The prices of cattle and sheep are so high.”
Zhang Fangping shook his head and said: "You don't know how to raise horses. You know what will happen if war horses are raised in farmers' homes under the previous "Horse Raising Law". Besides, we have no shortage of war horses in the Song Dynasty. You can raise them in Jingzhao Mansion."
There are tens of thousands of war horses. We can also buy suitable war horses in the mutual market with the Liao Kingdom. Xixia's "horse ban" has also been abolished. Some time ago, some businessmen trafficked many real BMWs from Dashi.
The racecourse made Shi Zhongxin and others a lot of money.
In this case, do we still need to raise so many war horses ourselves? It's not necessary. In my opinion, you should order the grassland to be divided into small pieces and sold. The money of millions of pounds can still be guaranteed. When I come
The merchants in Luzhou and the merchants in Chengdu Prefecture have said that they have all the money ready. Just waiting for you to ask, they will come to you immediately to complete the formalities. They will hand over the money with one hand and the ground with the other. They will never bargain. The people from the Third Secretary will also
I followed you here, just waiting to get the money!"
Yun Zheng suppressed his anger and said: "Then let them go to the Tubo people to ask for land, and see if the Tubo people will bite them to death."
Zhang Fangping laughed loudly and said: "Don't make excuses for the Tubo people. The reason why everyone dare not enter the grasslands of western Yunnan is entirely because your sentence "People from the Song Dynasty who enter western Yunnan without authorization will die" is too scary.
Otherwise, it would not be a problem for hundreds of thousands of merchants to gather together desperadoes such as guardian guards and find a general who is not too bad to lead them, and form a large army to wipe out the extremely weak western Yunnan grassland.
Even if we were defeated by other Tubo people, wouldn't there still be you, the invincible commander, holding us back? It's nothing special."
Yun Zheng gritted his teeth and roared: "Why are these bastards so brave now?" (To be continued)