In Cai Jing's mansion in Bianliang, Tokyo, veteran Cai Jing held a piece of paper and was silent for a long time.
I made good friends with Tong Guan at the beginning, spoke kindly to Daojun and Emperor, and got a bachelor to carry out the imperial edict.
From then on, the name Cai Jing could no longer be avoided in the turbulent Song Dynasty.
During the six years he ruled the country, Cai Jing rectified the mess left by Sima Guang and others' party struggles in one fell swoop, and reshaped the economy of the Song Dynasty.
The New Deal, which the old Prime Minister Wang Anshi could not change until his death, was implemented in the world with slight changes by him.
Desired by scholars, favored by kings, his future is boundless.
Nowadays, this title has long lost its original excitement. Cai Jing sighed and asked the old governor to put it away.
What Zhao Ji wants is flowers and brocade, fire cooking oil, prosperity and prosperity. What about Yang Lin? What does Yang Lin want, and what can I bring him?
All they can give themselves is power, to control the power of the world above the temple.
Once you get into the habit of power, you can't get rid of it. Cai Jing sighed, stood up, and walked to the study.
As the old man walked, he began to recall from the lakeside in Yangzhou what Yang Lin wanted.
Befriending eunuchs, becoming the top scholar in high school, building Genyue Mountain, taking charge of the shipbuilding industry, and paying bribes everywhere... What he wants is power and money?
When the news of the defeat came, the civil and military officials in the hall were silent, and went to the palace alone to accept the crime; destroyed Xixia, captured Dali, captured Tibet, and restored Youyan; straightened the canal, dug canals, built the city of Tianjin, and benefited Hebei; promoted the New Deal, streamlined officials, and strengthened
Arms...
Do you want a truly prosperous age? If Yang Wenyuan has this obsession and the courage to reuse me, it will really not be difficult.
In Qinlong Province, Yang Lin saw for the first time that his reputation was far superior to other places.
This is also due to the fact that Tong Guan's expropriation in Qinlong led to the death of one hundred thousand people in the Hengshan area from exhaustion, starvation and freezing. It was Yang Lin who rescued them.
As soon as he heard that Yang Lin, the Young Master, had arrived, the elders from all over the place lined up to welcome him. Yang Lin casually asked about some things about the New Deal, such as the wages of the servants and the measurement of the land. They were all implemented in accordance with the New Deal, so he felt relieved.
Qin Long was so worry-free, which was beyond Yang Lin's expectation. He originally thought that this was the headquarters of the general family. Several big families owned countless fertile fields, so how could they be willing to give in easily?
However, Yang Lin underestimated the suppression of warriors during the Song Dynasty for a hundred years. Without the generals of the Western Xia army, he was always worried about the fate of the birds and the bows, so he had a strong sense of crisis and was easily unwilling to give the court any leverage, so he was the most cooperative.
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The lessons for the Zhe family are right in front of us. No one wants to leave their hometown and go to Michigan to become a rich man.
And they are the real local snakes in Qinlong. These people are obedient. How dare the remaining gentry disobey.
On the outskirts of Xianyang City, Yang Lin stationed his horse by a small river, and several officials sat around on the ground.
The guards gathered some food, fetched water from the nearby spring, and buried pots to make rice.
Yang Lin pointed to the surrounding households and said: "Qinlong is a vast territory with few people, many boys and girls, and lacks labor. It is better to learn from the merchants in the south of the Yangtze River and introduce new spinning wheels. Even widowed women can make a lot of money."
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The cultivators said disapprovingly: "It is always not good for a woman to show her face."
Other officials did not have this concern. They were all from Qin and knew the situation here.
It would be a good thing if spinning wheels were really introduced so that laborers could work in the fields with peace of mind.
A lot of fertile land in Qinlong is abandoned, especially the fertile land in Hexi. It is really a pity.
Yang Lin secretly thought that this kind of division was not suitable for local posts, so he might as well transfer them to Yunnei and Yao Pingzhong to guard the Great Wall.
He followed this topic and continued talking about the power of the new spinning wheels in Jiangnan's workshops.
This made Qinlong officials very concerned. Now that the trade routes are open, if there is a large amount of cloth, there will be no need to worry about buyers.
Merchants in the Western Regions and horse traders in Mongolia had a bottomless pit of demand for cloth.
Yang Lin stood up excitedly, pointed to the riverside with rich water and grass, and said: "Qinlong is a good place. I asked Zhang An to dredge the canals and prepare to repair the roads. You don't have to worry about the policies of the DPRK and China, just do it well.
Government will benefit one side. You and I are sincere and I am confident that within ten years, this devastated and war-torn land will be restored to the glory of the Tang Dynasty."
All the Qin people present looked happy, and Yang Shaozai never spoke just in words.
Many unimaginable policies have been implemented in his hands. This is a man who is not bound by old rules.
Zhong Ji from the Jingzhao Mansion stood up and said with a smile: "You can rest assured that the imperial court is treating you so kindly. We Qin people are the least afraid of reform. Back then, Shang Gong's reform started in Qin and promoted the New Deal.
We Qin people have no obstacles here."
Yang Lin was overjoyed and felt happy. He thought it was a big problem, but he didn't expect it to be the smoothest. It was much better than the Zhengzhou Mansion at the emperor's feet.
Soon, the accompanying guards prepared the meal. All the people present were people who had been on the battlefield, and not many of them had any objections. Several high-ranking officials that Qin Long could count gathered for a banquet on the bank of the rural river.
Let’s talk freely about the future and express our opinions.
Yang Lin listened carefully to the opinions of each official. Gradually, these people really wanted to do something for this land. After a hundred years of suffering, the Qin people still did not change their love for this hot land.
Different from the glitz and glamor of the Gyeonggi Province, the officialdom here exudes a simple and unpretentious style. With a sword and a gun, the blood of father and brother, no one cherishes the tranquility and peace they have gained more than them.
Yang Lin was very lucky that he had driven away black sheep like the Zhe family in advance. Without them, the atmosphere in Qinlong Province was refreshing.
When we returned to Chang'an, a dense crowd had gathered by the bridge.
Although no one was in charge of order, they consciously gave way to the middle road. Yang Lin also felt a little emotional. In fact, when he stopped Tong Guan, he may not have done it entirely for these people, but the people remembered their gratitude.
On the bridge, an old man stood holding a wine jar. He trembled a little when he saw Yang Lin's guard of honor approaching.
Lu Qian held the handle of the knife in his hand, the guards gradually dispersed, and Yang Lin walked to the front.
When the old man saw it, he recognized Yang Lin and grinned: "The little old man was entrusted by the villagers to propose a toast to the young master."
He still remembered the appearance of the young official in front of him. Back in Hengshan, it was he who killed cruel officials, prepared porridge and provided food, and kneeled down to apologize to hundreds of thousands of people for the imperial court.
"Your children are fighting on the front lines, bleeding for the country, and fighting for the Song Dynasty. Now that I, Yang Lin, am here, I will not let their father and brother suffer in the back."
"If you starve to death for one more person, I will kill a captain. If you starve to death for two more, I will kill the commander. If you starve to death for more than ten people, I will kill you all. The heart of the Shengjie Army is also made of meat.
Who taught you to be so ruthless and use swords against your elders?"
"Although I still have a lot to say, if I keep talking nonsense, I'm afraid it will delay everyone's meal and cause us to complain."
These words seemed to be in my ears. This old man was the person closest to Yang Lin back then, and I still can't forget Hengshan back then.
Yang Lin laughed, jumped off the horse, picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp.
Although some was spilled, such a huge amount still attracted a burst of cheers, and finally the wine jar was turned back to indicate that not a drop was gone.
Yang Lin wiped his mouth with his sleeve and laughed loudly: "Good wine!"