The two sat facing each other. Cao Cao stopped joking and frowned. He took out a map from his sleeve and placed it in front of Xing Ziang. Xing Ziang felt a little surprised. He took the map doubtfully and slowly opened it.
This was a map of the Sanhan area. Xing Ziang was surprised because he discovered that in addition to the local map, there were also overseas maps, and a small island in the sea was marked.
Even to the Yi country on the other side.
Xing Ziang watched carefully and pointed at these areas little by little. He had been engaged in shipping in the south for many years. Through the information marked on the map, he could see the approximate location and even distance of the islands. This was because the map was specially drawn.
Only Xing Ziang could see it so clearly. If it had been anything else, he might not have been able to see it so clearly.
"Where does this come from?"
"I sent someone to paint it...the boatmen are from Yangzhou..." Cao Cao grinned, but Xing Ziang was a little incredulous. How did this man bring the boatmen from Yangzhou all the way to Sanhan and draw such exquisite paintings?
He frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Brother Zi'ang, if Yangzhou can be revitalized by sea trade with the south, how about the land of three Koreas, can it be possible with sea trade with the north?"
Xing Ziang suddenly realized that he was the one who was looking for him for this matter. He thought for a moment and said, "If we build a dock and build ships in Sanhan, might Sanhan support the funds?"
"If there is no support from the temple, I'm afraid it won't work. However, as long as the maritime transportation between the three Koreas takes shape, I can be sure that the trade between the three Koreas will be no less than that of Yangzhou... You must know that if the three Koreas can trade with the outside world, the north will
Many products can go overseas through the ports of the Three Koreas..." Cao Cao directly talked about his plan. He pointed in various directions on the map and pointed out the importance of this move to the Three Koreas and even the entire north.
Xing Ziang could see that Cao Cao was not just a fad. He had a very complete and detailed plan, including the development of the entire north. Cao Cao did not hide the aggressiveness in his words. His desire to establish the Yi State Prime Minister appeared directly.
In his eyes, Cao Cao smiled and said: "I heard that the hundreds of people in the Yi country look exactly like us. They must be the people of the Xia Dynasty. I also heard that they kill a lot and don't know the etiquette. Why don't I, a big man,
Help?"
Xing Ziang did not answer in a hurry. He first listened to Cao Cao's plan and then asked: "I will report these plans to Your Majesty. There is nothing I can do..."
"Hahaha, brother Zi'ang, I'm looking for you just because you are familiar with Yangzhou shipping, so I hope you can give me some advice..."
"I dare not give you any advice. As for the ships, Yangzhou can exclude some of the shipwrights to help build them. However, the sailors, officials, and even the navy have to be dealt with by the Three Hans themselves. In addition, the emperor has ordered that the soldiers of the Three Hans must not exceed five thousand. If you rush
To build a navy, I'm afraid there will be a lot of resistance in the temple..." Xing Zi'ang summarized the many troubles he encountered in Yangzhou and explained them to Cao Cao in detail.
Cao Cao took out his pen and ink and began to write down every suggestion made by Xing Ziang. Xing Ziang also slowed down his speaking speed, and the two of them chatted until late at night.
, Cao Cao was good at talking. He and Xing Ziang met for the first time, and they became sworn friends. They talked about everything, and late at night, the two slept on the same bed.
Cao Cao even talked about his past with Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu and others when he was young, which made Xing Ziang laugh.
Xing Ziang stayed with Cao Cao for another two days. It was not until Tao Qian sent officials to greet him that Xing Ziang came back to his senses, said goodbye to Cao Cao, and hurried to carry out the Chidao mission. Cao Cao also immediately returned to Sanhan and sent him to Cao Cao.
Xing Ziang's suggestions were added to his own plan, and he wrote a memorial and submitted it to the temple. The memorial went directly to Yuan Feng's hands.
As Sikong, Yuan Feng was in charge of water conservancy projects, city defense construction, palace construction and other matters. Xing Ziang and Wang Fu had to obey Yuan Feng's command when building Chi Road or ship wharf. However, at this moment, Mr. Yuan was somewhat
Devastated, he took up the post of Sikong not long ago. Originally, the country's finances were in the hands of Zhi Su Neishi, but later he changed his name to Tai Nong Ling.
During the period of Wen Renggong, Wen Ren made public a very bad precedent, that is, Sikong had full power to interfere in the affairs of Tai Nong Ling. During Wen Renggong, almost no Sikong acted like this. Yuan Feng inherited Wenren Gong's
The official position naturally also inherited his rights. Yuan Feng did not find it troublesome. It was a good thing to have more power in his hands. However, there was one thing he did not expect.
Managing the treasury is really not a simple matter. It was fine at first, relying on the policies established by Wen Rengong, everything was normal. However, after Wang Fu and Xing Ziang started working at the same time, there was a large amount of expenditure in the treasury, and Yuan Feng couldn't stand it.
He stayed up day and night, thinking about how to adjust his income and expenditure, which made Mr. Yuan almost collapse. While he was busy, he saw Cao Cao's memorial again. His eyes went dark and he almost fainted.
At this time, he realized how difficult it was to hear the Lord. The treasury has always been extremely sensitive. Ordinary officials cannot sit in this position. Only ministers who are deeply loved by the emperor can. Yuan Feng was born in a noble family, but he can do it.
Reaching this point is the envy of all officials, but only he knows the pain involved.
He handed the memorial to the emperor, who looked at it briefly, clapped his hands and immediately held a court meeting.
All the officials gathered in the temple. Even though Wang Fu was not there, they still went through the process of inviting Wang Jiexin to cook. Then, the emperor mentioned Cao Cao's memorial. The officials were not very impressed with Cao Cao. They just remembered that he once served as the prime minister of Jinan.
The emperor seemed to value his achievements as a lieutenant in the north of Luoyang, and his words were full of praise, and they did not dare to violate them.
The emperor looked at Yuan Feng. For some reason, just a few days later, Yuan Feng seemed to have aged dozens of years, and his whole person was a little sluggish. The emperor looked at him and asked: "Mr. Yuan, what about this matter? Maybe the treasury
support?"
Yuan Feng walked a few trembling steps, looking at the Emperor with tears in his eyes.
"Your Majesty...the treasury is empty!!!"
All the officials were in an uproar. They knew in their hearts that Yuan Fengke had always looked down on Wen Renxi, thinking that he was too stingy. Even before his death, he failed to repay the money he owed him, and instead refused to acknowledge the debt. Such behavior was criticized.
Yuan Feng has always despised him. When he first became Sikong, he slapped his chest and told all officials that in the future, he would definitely use the money from the treasury generously to implement various policies.
It’s only been a few days. Mr. Yuan, have you fallen for Mr. Wen Ren?
Facing the doubtful eyes of the officials, Yuan Feng also wanted to cry without tears. He was not in his position and did not know the pain. He did not expect that one day, I, Yuan Feng, would become like Wen Renggong. At this time,
He suddenly felt something about Wen Rengong's expression in the past. At that time, he was standing in the position of the officials and looked at him with disdain. But now, he is standing here and feeling the disdain of the officials.