Chapter 404: Little Immigrants in the Capital
Yan Chengjin had nothing to do in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Wu Kuan drank tea in the duty room, occasionally wrote a bullet stamp, and did not come to him.
After the duty, I returned to the house.
Wang Busui came again: "Young master, then Qiao Xinyuan has found it again, and he is still collecting raw silk and colored silk in Liangxiang, the price is much higher, this is to cut off our financial route." ”
Liangxiang and Shanxi are close to each other, and the business is bigger, and there will inevitably be collisions.
It's just that Qiao Xinyuan is really despicable by raising the price of raw silk.
The raw silk that Liangxiang wants to receive can only be more expensive than his.
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A restaurant in Beijing.
Qiao Xinyuan personally poured wine for Jiao Fang, and said with a smile: "The villain collected a batch of raw silk in Liangxiang, and they can't do it if they don't sell the workshop." ”
Jiao Fang put down the wine glass and said, "This official has inherited your benefits, only to help you this time, Your Majesty doesn't like businessmen to disturb the order of the market, you should be careful." ”
"Rest assured, students know what to expect." Qiao Xinyuan ordered someone to bring up a box of silver taels.
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Fengtian Temple,
After Emperor Hongzhi finished reading the recital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he looked at Wu Kuan: "Recently, the Imperial Procuratorate has been less impeached, and I remember that when Dai Shan was there, I had to read five bullet chapters every day. ”
Wu Kuan hurriedly said: "The government and the opposition are clear, and there is no bullet stamp, which is also a good thing." ”
Liu Jian and Li Dongyang nodded slightly, showing a smile.
Jiao Fang lowered his head, not daring to look at Emperor Hongzhi.
He was still a little jealous of Yan Chengjin's stamp, and he was relieved to hear that there was no sparse performance from the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Out of the palace gate, greeted Wu Kuan, the two of them were adjutant officials in the ministry together, and they were very familiar.
"Brother Yuan Bo, I didn't seem to see Yan Chengjin in the court today?"
Wu Kuan said with a smile: "That guy is on leave for a day, it's rare to be free, Brother Meng Yang wants to go to my capital procuratorate to drink tea?" ”
"No need, the foolish brother still has important things to do, and he has to go back to the duty room."
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Yan Fu,
Wang Busui came to report to Yan Chengjin that the workshop in Liangxiang also raised the price, and spent twice the price of the usual purchase, which made him feel sorry for him.
Yan Chengjin didn't care.
What should be known, Your Majesty will naturally know.
He walked around the capital and returned to the house.
"The grain in Liangxiang is becoming more and more abundant, so let's use it to make wine, and open a winery in Liangxiang."
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, it was stipulated that wine was not allowed in the market.
Because of the need for food for winemaking, Zhu Yuanzhang issued a ban in order to save food.
But in later generations, it gradually became more relaxed.
Wang Busui didn't understand why the young master suddenly wanted to do the business of the winery.
"Young master, now Daming has Shandong Autumn Dew White, Jiangxi Magu Wine, Dongyang Wine, etc., if there is no special wine recipe, it is extremely difficult to make wine.
This autumn dew is Qiao Xinyuan's business name. ”
If you want to start a winery business, it is extremely difficult to run without a secret recipe.
"This official wine naturally has something special." Yan Chengjin said to He Neng: "Prepare a stone mill, this young master wants to make wine." ”
How can you be surprised, the young master will toss every three or five times, and he is too lazy to babble.
Clean the stone mill in front of the kitchen and find a bucket of wheat.
To make sake, you need to make koji first.
Yan Chengjin wants to make wine, but the liquor made on the market is too turbid and too expensive, so making it himself will greatly save the cost.
The wheat with the husk is washed with well water and dried.
July is the perfect time to make such a sake.
Yan Chengjin took a carriage to Liangxiang and went straight to the Liangxiang Yamen, "This official wants a very large piece of land, can you arrange it?" ”
Zhang Xian bowed slightly: "I'm afraid that it can't be arranged, and now the grass huts of the displaced people are almost unlivable." ”
The grass hut does not use silver, and the displaced people do not have high requirements for the living environment, as if they were their own home.
After hearing that more and more children were born, Yan Chengjin couldn't help complaining, sure enough, he was full of food and thought about people's desires, and he liked to have children when he was blind in the black light.
Staying in the good country is definitely not a long-term solution.
Yan Chengjin planned to transport some of the displaced people to Hainan.
Hainan is vast and sparsely populated, and there is a shortage of people to cultivate the land, so it is just necessary to re-record the yellow book of a large number of people.
It is necessary to report to His Majesty.
An hour later,
Yan Chengjin entered the palace, returned to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, wrote a letter and presented it to the Fengtian Palace.
Emperor Hongzhi asked suspiciously, "Immigrant?" ”
"The minister wants to move the 5,000 displaced people in Liangxiang to Hainan forever, a few days ago, the minister received a letter from Xu Jinzhong, except for the people of the Li nationality, Hainan is very few people, and there is nowhere to recruit soldiers."
In order for Hainan to establish a guard around the island, it needs to be strong and strong.
Han Wen thought for a while and said: "At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Gao mobilized tens of millions of displaced people in Pingyang, Zezhou, and Fenzhou in Shanxi to go to various places to farm. ”
There is nowhere to live when the spring mud returns, and there are few people for thousands of miles in the red land.
Whenever there is a shortage of population in a certain place after a major drought or a military disaster, a large number of migrants will be mobilized.
Is the life of the homeless people in Liangxiang so good now? Emperor Hongji was shocked.
After getting the will of the imperial court, he ordered someone to go to Liangxiang and let the ship stop for two more days.
Zhang Xian posted a notice in the yamen of Liangxiang and stood in front of the yamen: "Hainan is as fertile as the south of the Yangtze River, if you are willing to go to Hainan to settle down, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver." ”
Liangxiang is in turmoil.
It is naturally good to be able to get silver, but if you need to leave the capital and take root in Hainan, you have to think carefully.
"Ten taels of silver is good, but the villain still has a field in a good country."
"I heard that Hainan is a place of exile, why did Lord Zhang drive us there?"
Hearing the news, the homeless people came to hear the news.
Looking at that notice, working in the workshop, there are many literate homeless people, and you can get a rough idea by staring at the notice.
The displaced people live well in the good country, and they don't understand why the court wants to drive them away.
After reading the notice, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Zhang Xian said: "If you go to Hainan, the official guarantees that you can get more land." ”
Liang Zhong didn't want to move, so he went to Hainan and sold a fart baked cake.
In Liangxiang, future generations can still take the engineer exam.
"At least two acres of land!"
Hearing this, many homeless people signed up and dragged their families to prepare to go to Hainan.
More than 600 households were moved out of the straw huts in Liangxiang, and most of them were empty.
Even then, there is not enough land.
Yan Chengjin wandered to the west of Liangxiang in a carriage, and Zhang Xian was puzzled: "My lord, this is the boundary of Fangshan." ”
Fangshan and Liangxiang are next to each other, and there is a fertile land in the middle.
Yan Chengjin had a plan for a long time, so that Liangxiang would continue to expand, which could be compared to Shuntianfu.
Because the merchants do not go west, Fangshan looks extremely quiet, where birds do not poop and chickens do not lay eggs.
Crops are planted in the fields here, and corn is planted on the hills.
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Fangshan, Yamen.
Gong Zuo sat on the yatang, thinking that no one would come to report the case today, so he raised his sleeves, wiped the shocked wood, and prepared to go down.
"Master, this book from Liangxiang." Door soap trotted in.
Liangxiang is famous in Suncheon, and it is rich enough to rival the country.
It is also a state and county under the Shuntian Mansion, Fangshan still owes the imperial court tax silver, and Gongzuo is worried about this year's summer tax, how to continue to be in arrears.
"Liangxiang wants my Fangshan land? The official pointed to these acres of land to live and didn't give it! ”
The county man took the booklet and looked at it, his eyes lit up: "Master, it's a good thing!" ”
Gong Zuo was angry, "What's the good, just these few acres of land, give it to the good country, don't you drink the northwest wind!" How to pay summer tax this year? ”
The summer tax is a fixed amount, and the yellow book is clear about how much each county pays.
If the household department does not change the tax item, giving away the land is equivalent to giving the land to others and paying taxes for others.
It is extremely difficult to change the tax amount of the household department.
The county man smiled and said, "Aren't we owed tax money?" If half of the merchants in Liangxiang come to our Fangshan to do business, we can also collect taxes and silver.
If the land is not given, let's let the good township move over. ”