Yuwen Shihong's conception of the Zhuzhu Prison is mainly about the minting of currency!

Coins are not minted in sufficient quantities at once, they are sufficient!

With the vigorous development of the Great Zhou, the scale of currency flow will also become larger and larger!

It is expected to increase several times a year!

The 100,000 Tongbao and 100,000 heavy treasures that were ordered to be minted earlier may not even be enough for the flow of the big week and month!

It's enough to mint so much every month to keep the business market alive from scratch!

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"The edict of the Son of Heaven said: Jinhe Prefecture is already the territory of my Great Zhou! I have tens of thousands of migrant workers by default! Two thousand per month! All Inclusive Accommodation! From now on, all those who are interested in working will come to our office to sign up and receive a work permit! ”

After the proclamation was posted in the castle tower, the soldiers also continued to read the proclamation, so as not to know the content of the proclamation for those who were illiterate.

There has never been such a thing as a job in the past!

It's all in need of labor in the DPRK, so come and arrest people directly!

Because of the fear of the word "labor" in the past, the people did not dare to step forward for a long time, but only shrank aside and exchanged heads and ears with their companions.

"Two thousand per month...... Really? ”

"It doesn't matter if he's really fake, even if he can really give two thousand, what is two thousand enough?"

"Five hundred and one liters of salt! Mi fifteen dollars a liter! A piece of coarse cloth costs 300 yuan! To make a piece of clothing, it is not necessary to use three zhang cloth! Earn not enough to live! ”

"Eh, you're talking about the price of Qi country, and people don't necessarily ...... Zhou country."

"Hey, it's all the same! How can an official be so kind! You forgot when we and the state were under siege! How did those stinky officials loot us? ”

"Woo woo, if they don't come and raid it, my daughter won't be taken captive...... Woo, girl...... Girl......"

Yuwen Shihong had already come over in coarse cloth plainclothes, and he thought that there should be a lot of people who signed up, but unexpectedly, ......

None of them signed up.

He could barely hear a few words of the people's chatter.

It turned out to be the mediocrity of the bureaucracy, and it had long been discredited by the people.

He silently left the people's pile, returned to the city guards in front of the tower, whispered a few words, and then walked away from the city embrace.

"Edict of the Son of Heaven! Say! Jinhe Prefecture is already my Great Zhou territory! I have tens of thousands of migrant workers by default! From now on, all those who are interested in working will come to our office to sign up and receive a work permit! ”

"Migrant workers every day before noon! You can use the cloth photo of the worker! Come to me and get 70 yuan and a liter of rice! Two taels of salted meat! ”

The content of the notice was changed slightly, and the people were instantly boiling!

"Really? Can you get it right away? ”

"Wow! There is even salted meat to eat! I want to sign up! ”

Almost instantly, in front of Yang Jian, who was sitting on the cold bench and was in charge of registration, it was instantly crowded with people who came to sign up!

Yang Jian's whole head was big, and he hurriedly called his entourage to help make a cloth photo! to ease the congestion in front of him!

At noon, about 100 soldiers of the Northern Route Army, which was originally under the command of Gao Changgong, were temporarily ordered by Yuwen Shihong to come to Hezhou.

After the hundreds of soldiers were lined up in front of Yuwen Shihong, Yuwen Shihong spoke:

"You've been to Nghe An County before, do you remember how to get to the gold and copper mines?"

"Remember!"

After getting a response, Yuwen Shihong nodded:

"Now, you're in pairs! Responsible for leading the laborers recruited by the state! Lead them to Nghe Ann County for mining! ”

"The mined minerals will be sent to the Beijing Casting Prison as soon as possible!"

"I promised to pay the civilian laborers seventy dollars a day! Pay another liter of food! Two taels of salted meat! Please also calculate it every day! Report to Sinong Temple in time! Order Sinong Temple to escort over in time! Don't let the laborers go hungry! ”

"Yes! Your Majesty! ”

After speaking, hundreds of soldiers went to the city tower and took away dozens of laborers with the notice!

Get out now and rush to Nghe An!

More than half an hour later, Yuwen Shihong finally had a simple lunch.

At this time, the scout sent the incident from Yang Qianxue to Yuwen Shihong.

There were not many things, three copies in total, and a personal letter.

One is to report on the situation in the DPRK and China, so that he can lead his troops to fight with peace of mind.

One is a detailed statement that Sinong Temple is going to expand its scale, and she feels that she is not in charge, so she specially sent it over for Yuwen Shihong to personally review and give his opinion.

The last one is that there is a shortage of minerals in the Casting Supervisor, she doesn't know how to solve the problem of insufficient minerals, and the amount of minting ordered earlier is about to be completed, and he needs to order the expansion of the Casting Supervisor before she can continue to mint coins!

And the private messages, most of them complained about her trembling, trembling in the middle of the court, trembling in the middle of the court, frightened when dealing with things, and asked him when he would return to Beijing, she realized that she was so tired of dealing with the government, and by the way, she revealed a few traces of longing.

Yuwen Shihong almost couldn't hide his sweet smile after reading the private message, and even read it a few more times before he picked up the pen and went to write the right thing-

Build a casting supervisor to cast 100,000 treasures and millions of treasures every month!

The ore is being escorted back to Beijing one after another! Don't panic!

He's in control!

"Your Majesty!" After finishing everything, Yang Jian wiped the sweat on his head and hurriedly ran in:

"May I also ask Your Majesty, when will the colleagues of Sinong Temple come to Hezhou and hand over the affairs of Anmin with Weichen?"

After a pause, Yang Jian plucked up his courage, changed his name, and said:

"The last general's journey is a conquest, if ......"

"Alright," before he could finish speaking, Yuwen Shihong interrupted with a smile:

"Logistics is also an important part of the conquest, love war is a big taboo for generals, Yang Aiqing, if you can keep Hezhou in order, you must first consider Aiqing's political achievements when there is a shortage of Chinese officials in the DPRK!"

"If Yang Aiqing's talent is suitable, I will be in the court, and I can also have one more entrustable minister!"

As soon as the words came out, Yang Jian instantly dissipated all the cranky thoughts of "picking a child"!

"The minister will live up to the trust!"

Yuwen Shihong smiled and nodded, patted Yang Jian's shoulder heavily to show his weight, and carried the scout out of Linzha's house.

After Yuwen Shihong left for a while, Yang Jian came back to his senses, and always felt that something was not right.

What does that mean? The livelihood plan of Hezhou is not handed over to Sinong Temple, and there is no intention of forming another Taishou Mansion, but ......

Leave it to me? This......

Five days later, nearly 20,000 firecrackers were waiting outside the city tower, waiting for Yuwen Shihong's order at any time, and then they would immediately kick out!

Yang Jian was still working in the city, and the people were worried that there would be no more grain and grass in Hezhou City, which was called an empty city, and in a few days, the relief food they had received would be exhausted.

The people who were afraid of being hungry surrounded Yang Jian and his party.

After discovering that the soldiers of the Zhou State were very different from the soldiers of the Qi State, and that the soldiers of the Zhou State could reason with them, the people who did not dare to say much or even dare not take the lead came out of the streets one after another, and when they saw a soldier, they surrounded them, telling this and that.

"Huh! Has Your Majesty set off? I have more to say! Yang Jian was busy.

He still couldn't believe that he had been left behind like this!

What a leftover!