Chapter Five Hundred and Ninetieth Jinzun Drinking Lunar New Year Wine Together
The entry of a mere 40,000 troops into the city was supposed to be completed in less than an hour, but it took until the evening.
Of course, these soldiers didn't complain at all. Who wouldn't want to be so prosperous? It would be worth starving for three days, not to mention being hungry for a day.
Yang Lin obviously didn't need such a scene. After he met Gao Bing Song Jiang and others, he hurriedly entered the city through a shortcut.
Even Yang Lin, who was good at creating grand scenes, was taken aback by Bianliang's enthusiasm. After all, the people had money, and the court's New Deal had passed the most difficult bottleneck period.
When the money was most scarce, it was Xiu Lou who took action to solve the urgent need. This allowed the southern expedition to consume the least amount of money and food, without occupying the imperial finances that were already unable to make ends meet.
After the first year, there will be an explosive growth in income, and the trade routes in the northwest of Dong'an that Yang Lin has carefully opened will cover the entire empire.
The renovated river canals, streamlined officials, stable situation and reasonable taxes, as well as the heavy snowfall in the middle of winter this year, will also allow the farmland to have a good harvest in the coming year.
Song Jiang said in a low voice: "Young Master, officials from all over the country come to the table and ask for the royal title. There are more than 30,000 copies in total."
"Why are there so many?" Yang Lin asked puzzledly: "Didn't my new policy include abolishing and streamlining the number of officials?"
Gao Bing rushed to say: "The young governor, Yu Wenxuzhong, the governor of Jiangnan, ordered the scholars from each county to select the best to write essays and submit them together. The provinces competed to imitate, so these 30,000 copies were not all officials, but also Yang Menshi
Zi’s article.”
Yang Lin was secretly stunned. This is the so-called up and down effect. A move by the central government can often set off a frenzy across the country.
Once your thoughts are linked to official career, there are no old ideas that cannot be changed. After Yang Lin mastered the way to recruit scholars, the reputation of the scholars about him was so different day by day that he was almost praised as the second Confucius.
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"Young Zai, what should we do next?" Gao Bing was full of ideas, but now that Yang Lin was back in Beijing, he couldn't make his own decisions anymore.
He asked eagerly, rubbing his palms back and forth, obviously impatient. He wished he could put a dragon robe on Yang Lin immediately so that he could take a step further.
Yang Lin glanced at him, held Gao Handle's shoulders, and said, "Next step, let's eat something first. I'm really hungry."
Song Jiang smiled and said: "Then go to my house. Xiaoqi asked someone to send many flying dragons to him some time ago."
Yang Lin shook his head, found Liu Qingshui behind him, and said, "How about going to Qingshui's house, and help me catch the wind and wash away the dust."
Liu Qingshui squeezed for a long time, but did not squeeze past the high handle. He followed behind him obediently. When he heard this, he was stunned at first: "You want to go to my place?"
"When I think of Liu's fine wine, my mouth watered with greed. My uncle and I are old friends. When I came here, I brought some sake to my uncle from the south. It happened that our two restaurants went to compare the differences between the north and the south."
Liu Qingshui was very proud and said: "Okay then, I will tell people to go and prepare. Please appreciate it."
Liu Qingshui led this group of hardcore Yang Party confidants out of the crowded crowd and went to the banquet.
The entire Bianliang was still immersed in the joy of the hero's return. Forty thousand soldiers entered the city one by one to accept the pursuit and cheers of Tokyo.
In the Liu Mansion, the Flower Hall.
More than a dozen long tables were temporarily arranged into a zigzag shape with one side missing. Yang Lin was pushed to the top position and sat with Liu Qingshui and his father, Old Liu.
Yang Lin stood up holding the cup and said with a smile: "I won't say any more polite words from my brothers. Now it's the end of the year and we can get together again. What more can I ask for. Come and drink this cup together!"
Everyone responded with a roar and raised their glasses to drink together.
Yang Lin sent someone to call Wang Yun of Xiulou, and added a table to the banquet, which moved him to tears.
In this year, the Chamber of Commerce was active in various major events of the Song Dynasty, starting from issuing banknotes and banknotes, to digging canals to raise funds, and raising funds to transport food to the battlefield.
The Song Dynasty was originally a very open-minded and friendly dynasty towards businessmen, but it really reached this point after Yang Lin came to power.
Yang Lin said with a smile: "President Wang, we all see what we have done this year. Next year I plan to open schools in various prefectures across the country, similar to academies, but they will not only read poetry and books. Children of the common people, as long as they spend a little
Anyone with a small amount of money can join the school and gain a skill. It is inevitable that President Wang will take care of this important matter."
Wang Yun admired Yang Lin very much. No matter what the young master arranged, the people who worked for him would not suffer any loss.
If the Chamber of Commerce undertakes such a large project, not to mention how much money it makes, it will definitely not lose any money. By then, the reputation of Xiulou will be far from what it is now. He stood up in a hurry and patted his chest to make sure.
Cai Jing's residential care system is actually the earliest relatively sound national welfare system. Yang Lin plans to build on Cai Jing's system and raise it to a higher level.
The opening up of trade routes between Jiaozhi and the Western Regions was enough to support the imperial court in doing these things to benefit the people, which was better than leaving it in its hands and squandering it.
Just like Spain and Portugal in later generations, they took the lead in sailing and seized countless wealth. In the end, it became a luxurious lifestyle item for the nobles. It can be said that they are stupid.
After night falls, Bianliang has begun to set off fireworks, and the sound of firecrackers is continuous. Throughout Bianliang, there are countless wealthy households, and lanterns are hung in the courtyards of every household in the city.
Everyone drank freely, mingled with each other, laughed and made it very lively.
In the second year of Xuanhe, it started with the light of swords and the fighting between host and guest. But it came to an end amidst the blooming flowers and splendid fireworks.
Yang Lin conserved his drinking capacity and did not drink more. Liu Guozhang kept urging him to drink, and pointed at Jiaozhi's wine with disdain in his words.
Yang Lin smiled and said: "Of course, even if I drink all the fine wine, it won't be as sweet as your old man's brew."
This sentence scratched Lao Liu's itch and made him smile from ear to ear.
Yang Lin saw everyone at the banquet toasting, and after a few refusals, he said: "I'm a little anxious, so I need to go out for a while."
After leaving the flower hall, Yang Lin looked around and headed into the inner courtyard.
There was a fire burning in the courtyard of Concubine Liu. Bianliang inherited the tradition of the Tang Dynasty. On New Year's Eve, firewood was piled up in the courtyard to light a fire, which was called Ting Liao.
Under the courtyard wall, there is a pile of arm-thick moso bamboo, which is filled with saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal. It is also wrapped with bright red silk, which looks festive.
Little Concubine Liu and a group of little maids, smiling coquettishly and not daring to light the fire, had a great time playing around the fire.
Under the firelight, his smile was as bright as a flower.
With nimble skills, Yang Lin entered the boudoir, got into the translucent gauze tent, and pulled up the curtains, just like a Buddhist fisherman, waiting for the little fish to fall into the trap.
Lu Qian outside had already begun to clasp his fists and apologize one by one: "Yang Shaozai is too drunk, so he will go back home to rest first."
Liu Qingshui's eyelids twitched, he looked at Lu Qian's face and muttered something secretly in his heart.