"What's the problem?" Li Taiyuan asked. He didn't think of anything.
"I just thought about it. I remember reading a history book when I was a child, but I forgot which book it was. It said, 'If buying a very expensive stock, it hurts the people; if it is too cheap, it hurts the farmers. If the people are hurt, they will be separated, and if the farmers are hurt, the country will be poor.' Now the imperial court
We also attach great importance to maintaining grain prices without major changes throughout the year.”
"But once the grain from Nanyang comes in, the price is much cheaper than the grain from the Ming Dynasty. Isn't it said in the book that the low price of grain hurts the farmers? If the farmers are hurt, the country will be poor! By then, the domestic grain will not be sold, and the court will look for
Aren't we the only culprits? How many lives do we have to be able to bear such a big sin?" Xiao Zhuo said.
"What, what should we do?" After hearing Xiao Zhuo's words, Li Taiyuan also became nervous: "Shall we not buy food from Nanyang in the future?"
"That's useless. Since they have discovered that the price of grain in Nanyang is lower than that in Ming Dynasty, they will definitely bring grain to Ming Dynasty to sell in the future. Although the profit is small, it is better than empty ships. We can't stop them." Xiao Zhuo
said.
Suddenly Li Taiyuan said: "The reason why Your Majesty purchased grain from Nanyang was because we heard it from someone from Zhongshushe who was beside His Majesty when he came to inspect the Shanghai Shipping Department. Didn't we all guess that it was His Majesty's intention? Whether it was His Majesty or not.
What do you mean, can't you just ask the person from Zhongshushe?"
"How do you ask? We don't know the name of the man from Zhongshushe, and he is not here now." Xiao Zhuo said.
"We don't know, but Shibo Si Tiju came with that person at the time. He must know who it is. We don't ask about the person's identity. We just report that the food was bought from Nanyang.
He will definitely take action," Li Taiyuan said.
After hearing this, Xiao Zhuo felt it made sense and said, "Then let's do it."
"Are these grains still for sale?" Li Taiyuan asked again.
"Sell! First buy the grain from my friend, then contact Wang Rende to contact the local grain dealer to resell it, and then go to Zhang Tiju." Xiao Zhuo said.
After a while, all the grains shipped were counted, totaling more than 12,400 dan.
Xiao Zhuo walked up to this familiar businessman and said with a smile: "Zheng Pai, have you become a good person? Did you really transport rice here? Is this rice transported from your hometown in Siam?"
"Now you're doing good and starting a serious business. It's hard to live a life of licking blood with a knife, so now you're doing some small business at sea to support your family," Zheng Pai said.
"Aren't you afraid that I'm playing tricks on you? More than 10,000 stones of rice have been shipped here like this. What if we don't buy it from you?" Xiao Zhuo said.
"I still trust your character. Of course, the main reason is that more than 10,000 shi of food is only more than 1,000 guan of money. Your credibility is not worth losing for more than 1,000 guan of money."
"Secondly, if you don't want to buy it, just don't buy it. What else can you do? Sell it to others at a low price. As long as the price is low enough, it will definitely be sold. I put the precious goods shipped to Daming for sale into boxes.
Stuffed in the middle of the grain, the grain acts as a buffer, and most of it is the expensive goods. These rice are not the main cargo, so losing money is nothing," Zheng Pai said.
"Then since you have started serious business, why didn't you come to Shanghai to do business some time ago? Shanghai has been in business for three years," Xiao Zhuo said.
"Haha, don't think that you are the only one who can make a fortune in the Ming Dynasty. You can also make money in Nanyang. These valuable goods were transported here with the help of another person. I want to meet you old brothers by the way." Zheng Pai
said.
"I won't ask who can help you transport goods, but where did you make a fortune in Nanyang?" Xiao Zhuo asked curiously: "If you do serious business, you must make the most money in Ming Dynasty."
"What, you want to get involved too?" Zheng Pai asked back.
"No, no, my business is doing well in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Why would I leave these businesses and go to Nanyang? I'm just curious." Xiao Zhuo said.
"If you want to get involved, I can rope you in, but I can't say anything if you're just curious." Zheng Pai said.
After hearing what Zheng Pai said, Xiao Zhuo became even more curious, but since he didn't want to say it, he couldn't force it. Xiao Zhuo gave Zheng Pai the money, made an appointment with him for a drink tomorrow, and then went back to urge the rice shipment.
Get to the boat.
In the afternoon of that day, Wang Rende made an appointment with a large grain merchant in Songjiang Prefecture, and they sold more than 10,000 shi of rice to the grain merchant.
The next morning they found Shibo Si Tiju and told him about buying rice from Nanyang.
** As soon as he heard about it, he felt that this matter was very serious. Low grain value and harm to farmers was a very important issue in agricultural society. Even if they didn't report it, he would definitely report it to the court if he knew about it.
Although the Maritime Administration has been established, Zhang Yanfang, the envoy of the academy, is working part-time in Bao'an. In fact, it is still an empty shelf. The Shanghai Shipping Department is directly under the jurisdiction. ** hurriedly wrote a memorial and sent it to the capital.
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“If ten thousand people unite as one, Mount Tai can be shaken!
Only loyalty and righteousness come, and the bullfight is full of anger.
The Lord will kiss me better than a parent;
If you violate military orders, you will not be free.
The orders are clear, the rewards and punishments are written,
You are going through fire and water, do you dare to stay later?
Report to the emperor, and save the head of Guizhou.
Kill all the barbarians and find a prince!"
Six hundred students from the Martial Arts Hall lined up neatly, shouting fresh military songs in unison, and walked past the stage where Yunxi stood. The momentum was astonishing.
Yunxi smiled at Jin Chun and said: "It's good, you have such a look."
Then he said to Luo Guanzhong: "This song sounds very good. It is simple and clear, and even the soldiers can understand it. Who wrote it? I want to reward him."
"It's exactly what I did." Luo Guanzhong said.
"Haha, Lao Luo, it's great that you can still make such a song! In this case, of course I will reward you."
"Zheng Luo Guanzhong, Director of the Cultural and Propaganda Department of the Chinese Military Governor's Office, I will grant you the rank of Fengyi Dafu, and you will be promoted to Fengzheng Dafu." Yunxi said.
"I thank your Majesty for your grace." Luo Guanzhong knelt down and said.
Yunxi supported him and said: "Lao Luo, you are already over seventy. My Ming Dynasty has always respected the elderly. I specially exempt you from the ceremony of kneeling to me, so you don't have to kneel down."
Luo Guanzhong himself was indeed very inflexible in his legs and feet, and it was very difficult for him to kneel down. After hearing Yunxi's words, he gave in a few words and accepted Yunxi's preferential treatment.
"If your Cultural Propaganda Department continues to write good military songs, I will not hesitate to reward you." Yunxi said.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Luo Guanzhong agreed.
"Li Jian, Lan Zhen, you guys, please promote this song throughout the army." Yunxi said to a bunch of first and second grade generals behind him.
"Yes, Your Majesty." They responded one after another.