Hubu Shangshu swallowed his saliva, compared to Nie Feng, what he wanted to say might not be so pleasing to the new emperor, he stubbornly came out: "Your Majesty, the decree has been out for a while, although the treasury is full of a lot, but the people are full of grievances, especially the rich families in Lanling City, now everyone is staring at how much money the family next door has, the neighborhood relationship is tense, and it is difficult to distinguish between industry and commerce, and now it is not only businessmen, but even craftsmen who rely on craftsmanship to eat have been affected. The minister believes that calculating can only solve the urgent need for money and food on the border, and it is definitely not a long-term strategy! ”

Jia Dongfeng said leisurely: "Who said that I want to implement the decree for a long time? "Reckoning is a punishment for those rich and noble idlers who arrange themselves, and it is almost enough.

Hubu Shangshu was stunned, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Jia Dongfeng with an inquiring gaze: "Then what does Your Majesty mean?" ”

Jia Dongfeng's tone was grim: "Wen Chongyang, you have no achievements as a household secretary, and you will only shirk and have no money in the face of the border war. Are you here to ask me what I have to say? ”

Wen Chongyang was so frightened by Jia Dongfeng's scolding that he shrank his head and didn't dare to say anything more.

The corners of Zhen Liancheng's lips, who were named, curved slightly, and he said: "The minister has this to play." "Usually when Jia Dongfeng is angry, it is usually when she is very inward-looking, it's not that she doesn't want to come up with an idea, it's that she doesn't actually have an idea. That's why this sentence deliberately pushed him out, so that he could come up with another idea.

He did have an idea: "Your Majesty, the ministers ask the household department to purchase and sell them in a unified manner, and speed up the circulation of goods in various places through the post station, so as to make profits from it and supplement military funds." ”

Wen Chongyang's eyes widened, Zhen Liancheng was obviously speaking official language, and he understood what each word meant when it was taken apart, but why couldn't he understand it after putting it together?

Jia Dongfeng also frowned slightly.

Zhen Liancheng smiled and explained to everyone: "The post station is generally used for paying tribute to the local rites and passing on military information, and it is a waste to be idle on weekdays, and the merchants are just buying low and selling high from the south to the north, and our post station transportation is faster and more stable, why do merchants do it, we can't do it?" ”

The ministers gasped.

Jia Dongfeng's gaze also became solemn.

Which businessman provoked Zhen Liancheng, and he actually made such a killing move?

Compared with this trick, it is a gentle drizzle.

Once the commercial power is nationalized, it is equivalent to robbing the businessman's business, and there will be no more big businessmen in the Great Zhou who cover the sky with one hand.

At most, the emperor ate meat, and the merchants followed with a sip of soup to drink.

Zhen Liancheng continued to smile slowly: "And Lord Wen can take advantage of the convenience of warehousing in various prefectures and governments to stock up on important items, such as grain and salt, and purchase them when the harvest is cheap, stabilize the price at a special time, and avoid unscrupulous businessmen from hoarding and ruining the stability of my Great Zhou." ”

Zhen Liancheng glanced at Wen Chongyang, who was stunned: "Using the post station to do business is to lose evenly; The use of warehousing to balance prices is to level the price. Master Wen has a long way to go! ”

Jia Dongfeng nodded, and a graceful arc rose on his lips: "What Zhen Xiang said is very true." She really didn't use the wrong person, and did everything possible to protect Zhen Liancheng, and now he is her golden finger, turning stones into gold everywhere he goes, if she adds her weaving machine improvement skills, why don't you prosper in Dazhou, why don't you worry about the people not being rich. In five years and ten years, one day we will surpass Daqi and become the premier power in the world that no one can underestimate!

Zhen Liancheng looked at Jia Dongfeng, whose eyes were shining like the brightest stars in the night sky, and smiled silently.

Nie Feng raised his head and glanced at Zhen Liancheng unhappily, today is his first appearance in the Huating, and he was originally blooming alone in the Golden Light Palace, but who knew that he would kill Wen Chongyang halfway, and let Zhen Liancheng steal the limelight.

This Liancheng son is really not ordinary with himself.

Jia Dongfeng didn't give Zhen Liancheng a reward like flowing water, but said: "Leave food for Zhen Xiang." ”

Nie Feng's brows locked again, he would rather take all the things given by Jia Dongfeng in exchange for Zhen Liancheng's meal!

As if sensing Nie Feng's envious and jealous gaze, Zhen Liancheng raised his eyes slightly and glanced back calmly.

The waves of his eyes fluttered, and with just one glance, Nie Feng had to bow his head in shame. Yes, in terms of style, he is not as good as Zhen Liancheng in any way. It's just that there is one person, and Zhen Liancheng can't compare to him.

The generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses - Fu Huanqing.

Zhen Liancheng was naturally very concerned about the war in Northern Xinjiang, and paid attention to the letter that Fu Huanqing sent to Jia Dongfeng in an eight-hundred-mile urgency.

The relationship between Jia Dongfeng and Fu Huanqing is a fan of the authorities, and the eyes they look at each other are different from others, but they refuse to break it. As a bystander who also longed for Jia Dongfeng, he watched them look at them but didn't know it, his heart was like boiling like oil, and he couldn't help but take advantage of the affairs of the six departments again and again, gently took out the unusual letterhead, picked open the tail cover of the letterhead with the tip of a needle, opened the letter and read it carefully, and then sealed it back, as if nothing had happened.

However, Fu Huanqing's letters, every word and sentence were seared in his heart like a soldering iron.

In the letter, it was written that on the beacon tower on the edge of the desert, looking at the thousands of miles of border passes, in the withered grass and slanting sun, the lonely smoke went straight up, and the long river meandered.

In the letter, it was written that Fu Huanqing chased and killed the Northern Wei army on horseback, and once he rose up to chase to the moon without knowing the direction, and dozens of horsemen rode back to the camp in the moonlight on a wooden chariot made by Jia Dongfeng.

The letter wrote that the snow is flying in August, the waning moon is still in the sky, the heavy snow has fallen in the desert, the cold light of the iron clothes is cold through the bones, a sip of liquor dispels the cold, a group of people are very excited in the desert and sing "Guanshan is flying snow, the beacon fire is smokeless", Fu Huan looked at the south and played the flute to harmonize.

There is no unrestrained feelings, but looking at the letter, it seems that he has walked into the northern frontier, riding horses and whips with him, roaring the battlefield, and feeling his heart-wrenching demeanor of the god of war.

Zhen Liancheng couldn't help but guess how Jia Dongfeng would reply to Fu Huanqing.

"What do you think?" Jia Dongfeng's exuberant words interrupted Zhen Liancheng's wandering thoughts.

Jia Dongfeng still succeeded in improving the silk loom, she transformed the loom's feet and stalks, and changed the fifty feet of fifty warps and the sixty feet of sixty warp threads to twelve feet. In this way, not only is the weaving machine more compact, but the efficiency is also increased by four or five times, and the weaving girl no longer has to control multiple feet at the same time.

"I let the weaving bureau in the palace try it, and the jacquard silk brocade woven with the new machine, the pattern is more peculiar, and the pattern is also varied, combined with Zhen Xiang's even-loss system, it will definitely be able to sell at a good price in Daqi!" Jia Dongfeng looked at his masterpiece proudly, his eyes smiling.

Zhen Liancheng looked at her, and felt a little stupid for a while, in this world, there are thousands of women, but maybe in his life, he will never meet anyone similar to her again.

Jia Dongfeng looked back at Zhen Liancheng, with a smile of some pride: "Leave dinner today, and there is a surprise for you." ”