460. January 25, 3rd year The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep.
"This is my world."
Standing on the huge and empty harem square, after Buddha Baonu withdrew from the eunuch who was waiting, he opened his hand and turned around: "Look at it, how big it is." ”
The wonderful words came from the distance, walked past the Buddha Baonu's side without saying a word, and walked straight into the door of the main hall, standing there looking condescendingly at His Majesty the Emperor of Da Liao.
"But it's empty."
This sentence made the Buddha treasure slave return, and the previous smugness was completely unloaded, she put on a straight face, and walked down the steps into the hall with her hands behind her back, but she didn't say a word.
Miao Yan looked at her back and shook her head, and then slowly followed, there was a table with a copper pot on it, and the mutton bone soup in it was tumbling, and there were many dishes next to it.
Buddha Baonu sat on the main seat, one hand propped up on his chin and looked at the dazzling things on the table, and chuckled: "If you hadn't come, I would have celebrated the New Year alone this year." ”
Looking at the huge hall, the empty echoes came from all directions, even if there were charcoal fires around it, it still couldn't stand the cold and awe-inspiring, imagine what kind of desolation it would be if there was only one person in this huge hall.
"Why is it so ruthless?" Miao Yan sat at the table, looked at the small Huailu given to it by Song Beiyun in his arms, and suddenly asked a question: "You killed nearly 10,000 people when you came up, can you bear the ferocity of the means and the turmoil of the government and the opposition?" Can Liao State bear it? ”
"In the revolutions of all generations, there are no sacrifices. Whether it is heroic or wronged, if you can make this great Liao painful snow country ashamed, and then return to the shore of the black water, what is the life of the people, this is the way of the emperor, I have no choice. Buddha Baonu took out a piece of meat from the pot, ran a long way around the table, came to Miaoyan, and put it in her bowl: "Even if I want my life, I will not give up." ”
"The first half of the sentence is very familiar." Miao Yan pulled out a stool and asked Buddha Baonu to sit beside her: "The black dragon robe is so beautiful. ”
"Is it pretty?" Buddha Baonu smiled and stroked the hem of the dragon robe and sat down: "It's normal to be familiar, after all, it's your pillow person." ”
"Huh? There is a sour taste. Miao Yan raised his eyebrows: "You don't really like that bastard, do you?" ”
"That's not true, it's not like I haven't seen a man. It's just that he is unwilling, why is he not in Daliao. ”
Miao Yan propped his head and looked at Buddha Baonu: "He is in Da Liao, you can't tolerate him." ”
"His kind of dirty person must think that I will fly and hide my bow, right?" Buddha Baonu raised his head and sighed: "He is actually wrong, if he is really willing to assist me with his heart, I will give him everything." ”
"Including yourself?"
The question of the wonderful words is quite scathing, let alone the emperor of a country, even if it is to ask an ordinary woman, it is difficult to speak.
But Buddha Baonu is not an ordinary woman after all, she just thought about it for a moment, and then smiled and showed her little tiger teeth: "Well, give." ”
"Then you also know what kind of person he is, you will hate him for being unproductive and hating him for taking half of your country unknowingly, you will definitely kill him."
"No, it won't." Buddha Baonu shook his head lightly: "I said no, no, no." ”
This girl's mouth is hard, Xiao Song has already told Miao Yan, and today Sister Miao Miao can see how hard her mouth is, she belongs to the typical type of person who doesn't cry without seeing a coffin, she is not Zhao Xing, she can't tolerate Song Beiyun, this is beyond question.
As for why, it's actually very simple, she can't tolerate Song Beiyun's eyes without imperial power, she can't tolerate Song Beiyun's eyes without monarchy, and she can't tolerate Song Beiyun's ideological subversion.
There will inevitably be many contradictions between them, and such an iron-blooded woman is definitely not as taken for granted as she said.
"He's not coming." Miao Yan brought himself a bowl of soup: "He is not as brave as you think, and you are not as generous as you think." ”
"Really?" Buddha Baonu began to be unconvinced again: "Then what if I give birth to a child for him?" So what if I pass the throne to that child? ”
"So what's the conflict with you killing him?"
Buddha Baonu was speechless, there was no response for a long time, and finally he just pouted, his face was full of helplessness, that is, the kind of helplessness that was not trusted.
"And how can I impress him?"
"He? Think about it. Miao Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly sneered, and the more she covered her mouth, the happier she became, and finally she couldn't help but tremble.
"What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the thought of the emperor of a country trying to get his hands on a bastard makes me feel overwhelmed."
"That's it." Buddha Baonu shook his head and said, "It's the same with you." ”
"I'm just going to ask you one question." Miao Yan asked softly, "You can say in good conscience that if he comes, will you let him go?" ”
"Nope."
"Well, when you're willing to let him go, you'll be able to impress him." Miao Yan pointed to the pot: "The meat is almost cooked." ”
A short discussion about Song Beiyun came to an end, and Buddha Baonu didn't quite understand what the words of the wonderful words meant, but if Song Beiyun came to Liao, she would definitely not let him go, there was no doubt about it.
But didn't the Emperor of Song refuse to let him go? They all refuse to let go, why is there a diametrically opposite result?
This is a very mental test, Buddha Baonu can't figure it out, but he refuses to say it, and the two of them actually fell into a strange silence for a while.
In the end, it was Buddha Baonu who broke the deadlock: "Then tell me, the Liao State is now in a predicament, how do you plan to break the situation?" ”
"Three-pronged." Miao Yan took a sip of the soup, and his brows immediately furrowed: "It's delicious without him." ”
"So let you call him, if he were here today, he would be much happier." Buddha Baonu smiled: "He is like a monkey, which makes people happy." ”
Miao Yan ignored her emotion, and just continued to talk about her topic: "There are three problems in Liaoguo now. The first is that local villagers are fighting privately. The second is the scattered division of fields and forests. The third is that the clans do not recognize the royal power. If you don't solve these three problems, the Liao State will not be strong. ”
Buddha Baonu lowered his eyelids: "I know, then what do you do?" ”
"I haven't thought of it yet, but I know how to make it possible for you to stock up on money in a short period of time." Miao Yan whispered: "I am not as ambitious as him." ”
"That's a thousand times stronger than those wine bags and rice bags under my hands." Buddha Baonu sighed lightly: "You say it and I will listen to it." ”
"In ancient times, there were three taxes on industry, agriculture and commerce, whether it was Liao or Song, all of them were based on agricultural taxes, but since last year, the Song Kingdom has gradually changed the tax structure, and the proportion of agricultural taxes has been reduced to an unprecedented level, replaced by commercial taxes to make up for it, which at first glance is actually heavy agriculture and suppression of business, but it is not, the reduction of agricultural taxes will actually stimulate trading, and the farmers who account for the largest population have more money in their hands, and the merchants are naturally profitable, so there is a strange phenomenon of the Great Song Dynasty, the commercial tax is higher but the business is prosperous."
Buddha Baonu nodded slightly: "Then what are you going to do?" ”
"The national conditions of Liao and Song are different, and they cannot be copied in their entirety, but they can also be used as a reference. If the Liao State is dedicated to building a workshop, it is just a waste of money for the people. ”
"Why?" Buddha Baonu frowned, she couldn't listen to people's disagreement with her: "You tell me a reason." ”
"You have Song Beiyun in Liao?"
Buddha Baonu closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, his face full of unwillingness.
"At the beginning of the workshop, Song Beiyun was in charge, smelting, charcoal, building, tools, etc., all of which were built by him, you look at him and think he is just a white paper student, but if you have seen him shirtless, you know why he can pull the workshop up with the strength of one person."
Speaking of this Buddha treasure slave, she was not sleepy, she thought of Song Beiyun's beautiful muscles, and the posture of wielding a sledgehammer next to the stove, and she couldn't help but suck her saliva......
This movement made Miao Yan hear, and Buddha Baonu hurriedly wiped his mouth with a hand towel: "The meat is a little hot......"
"The workshop is not a few furnaces, you can support it by finding a few folk craftsmen, each link in it needs corresponding skills, recipes, etc., a furnace of steel you burn in an ordinary furnace and in his furnace is different." Miao Yan continued to talk eloquently: "If you force these things to be built, it will only cost the people and money, unless you can find one in the Liao Kingdom." ”
Buddha Baonu shook her head desperately, of course she looked for it, but it really seemed that there was such a person in the world, if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have been thinking about it every day these days, and the pain of not being able to ask for it made her hate to want to use a knife to stab Song Gou to death.
"And what do you think I should do? The workshop has already been built......"
"Change." Miao Yan smiled: "It's still too late, you can change it to a distribution market, the largest distribution market in the world." ”
"Huh?"
"I haven't finished talking yet, if Liao wants to be rich, you have to open up sources and reduce expenditures, mainly open source. The status of Liao is special, there are grasslands and gold, there are Song and Dali, there are Xixia and Tubo in the west, and all countries in the world border your Liao country, so it is unique, you can still call it poor? ”
"Huh?"
"I'll just say one thing, you think about it." Miao Yan raised his slender and white neck and looked at Buddha Baonu: "The agricultural tax is halved, the commercial tax is doubled, and the industrial tax is increased by three percent." Exports are exempt from taxation and imports are heavily taxed. ”
"Huh? Heavy taxes on imports? Export duty-free? Why? ”
Miao Yan said with a smile: "It's simple that the goods that come to Liao from other countries don't need to be taxed, but if you want to go out from Liao, then you need taxes." How is this tax determined? That is to do the math, to take different taxes on different goods, and this value is stuck at one to two percent less than if they were going through other countries, but one to two times higher than now. ”
"Why do you want to?"
Miao Yan pointed to the mutton on the table: "You swap places for the mutton on the two plates." ”
Buddha Baonu looked at her puzzled after doing so.
"Two plates of mutton are other countries, and your hands are your Liao country. You see this meat is still meat, but what do you have in your hands? ”
"Oil." Buddha Baonu suddenly brightened: "I understand! ”