After all, Zheng Shuqing still did not have the courage to directly confront the imperial decree. He honestly handed over the drawings of the boat, although Kuizhou still continued to take orders for shipbuilding, but because the imperial court sent officials from the capital water supervisor to directly stationed in Kuizhou to supervise the production of ships, so the profits that should have been handed over to the Kuizhou government were directly taken over by the people of the capital water supervisor.

Resistance is not resistant, Li Linfu is in charge of the water prison, and this road has been completely blocked. For example, what kind of sales quota for next year's ships, and playing "ship futures" and other sassy operations, all of them can't be used, otherwise it won't be successful, and it's not fun to slap Li Linfu in the face.

Kuizhou has a prosperous shipbuilding industry, but now he can't even make a penny, Zheng Shuqing can be said to be like a knife. Every day, watching so many yellow, orange, copper coins and even gold and silver and other belongings pass under my nose, that feeling is not to mention how depressing.

Not only that, but he also had to let Yang Ruoxu escort 250,000 yuan of goods to Yangzhou for transshipment, leaving only 50,000 guan to see if Fang Chongyong could think of any way to "turn over" when the time came.

Looking at the empty treasury, thinking of his hard work in the past half a year to make money, Zheng Shuqing only felt that all the strength of his body had been drained.

The prodigal son of the Dengtu and the ten daughters of the night were not tired of him like this.

On this day, Zheng Shuqing wore the cardigan shirt and loose trousers that the people of Kuizhou often wear, and wore a hat, leaving aside the chief guards and attachés, and dressed like a riverside fisherman. He came to the edge of the river beach outside the city alone, and looked at the Kuizhou Jiangguan, which had basically resumed normal traffic, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

In the past half a month, the delivery of every cao boat can make Zheng Shuqing feel that the sky is raining copper, and now looking at these cao boats piled up with mountains of money, they are going back and forth to Kuizhou Jiangguan with joy, and the speed of customs clearance is much faster than before, and I don't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

The road to make money has been blocked, and now there are still 100,000 yuan left to be sent to Chang'an, how to turn over the 50,000 yuan in your hand?

Turning the 50,000 guan in his hand into 100,000 guan before the Shangyuan Festival next year, Zheng Shuqing, who has never run a business, is in trouble. Once the scale of the business is large, quantitative changes will produce qualitative changes, and the business will no longer be a simple business.

The network, the doorway, and the umbrella needed to maintain the business are like a bottomless nest. You don't know what monsters are hiding in this lair, and it's not easy to double those 50,000 to 100,000 in a short period of time!

Zheng Yuanjun seems to be very leisurely, without the trouble of copper smell, and has become wide-hearted and fat. I also slept soundly last night, I haven't slept so soundly in a long time. ”

Fang Chongyong's immature child's voice came from behind him, and Uncle Zheng raised his eyebrows in anger.

Riding a horse, I didn't see that Lao Tzu was annoying!

"Say whatever you want, it's over this time...... It's completely finished. ”

Zheng Shuqing was like a fisherman's salted fish that had been dried at the moment, and he completely gave up treatment. He sat on the sand by the river very casually, feeling in advance the brightness and open-mindedness of going home after being dismissed.

After fishing so much, it is probably okay to save your life, thinking of this, Uncle Zheng smiled bitterly.

This "saint" in the Daming Palace of Chang'an City is really not an ordinary greed.

"O king, the profiteering industry cannot be sustained, unless the power of the government intervenes and monopolizes sales in the context of taxation.

You see that now the customization of the boat has become a kind of tax in disguise, even if new trough ships have been built in various places, the customs clearance certificate has been dragged by the government in the hands, the price of the boat has not been reduced at all, and more money has been looted away by the local government and sent to Chang'an.

I've heard that merchants from all over the world now jokingly call it a tax on revenue. Thousands of years later, Jun Ke became famous, as the first thorn history of income tax, famous through the ages. ”

Fang Chongyong looked at Zheng Shuqing as if he had given up treatment, and couldn't help but tease.

"You just don't say a word, who made this boat mandatory unified standard, others don't know, don't you know?"

Zheng Shuqing was too lazy to chat with Fang Chongyong, the "culprit".

"Zheng Yuanjun don't have any grievances."

Fang Chongyong sat next to Zheng Shuqing, also looking at the river, the two of them were like two salted fish basking on the riverside at the moment.

It's sunning with your eyes open, it's still sunning with your eyes closed!

"Zheng Yuanjun, do you want to hear a story related to a saint."

Fang Chongyong suddenly asked coldly.

Zheng Shuqing was like a dead dog at the moment, and he snorted and didn't speak.

"O saints, at the beginning of the establishment of the festival envoys, they were guarded against rebellion, and various systems hindered them, and in many cases, the food and salary required for war were not entirely provided by the locals. At first, it was not a big problem to do this, because Jiedu made there are many government soldiers under his command, and they are often rotated. ”

Fang Chongyong's words were not unreasonable, but Zheng Shuqing couldn't understand what the other party wanted to say. He's just a local official who is proficient in civil affairs, and if he says anything about the festival envoy, that's really elevating him.

"So what, so what?"

Zheng Shuqing couldn't help but ask.

"The sage believed that if the army of the feudal towns was supplied alone in the frontier tuntian, it should actually be enough for military rations, but in fact, this part of the military rations has rarely been provided by the center now.

But the military salary was still pinched in the hands of the imperial court and refused to relax. A considerable part of the wealth produced by the border towns still needs to be transported back to Chang'an, and the financial power is not completely controlled by the Jiedu envoy.

For example, the Jiannan army and Nanzhao faced off this time, and the imperial court did not move according to Wang Yu's plan, and the soldiers and horses under his command could not move around, because there was no reward, and there was no way to form an army.

The imperial court did not let the local government pay for it, so there was the incident of Zhang Qiu and Qiong. And I went to check, in fact, it was in the name of the Xiule Mountain Giant Buddha that the wealth was delivered, and you did it very secretly. ”

After Fang Chongyong said these words slowly, Zheng Shuqing stood up like a spring, as if he had been suddenly awakened!

"You mean, the sage doesn't want to let go of his financial power, and he has to use troops in an emergency, so he seconded Kuizhou Tariff Finance?"

Zheng Shuqing suddenly sorted out this train of thought that he had never thought of! The more I think about it, the more chills I get all over my body!

"That's right, and, through the unwitting Wang Yu, paralyzed Nanzhao. Zhang Qiu and Qiong's actions reached suddenness, and Zheng Zhijun really contributed to the country. ”

Fang Chongyong said with a hint of regret.

Full pedaling is a routine, from the very beginning! Li Longji can only say that he is shameless to the extreme!

"Therefore, the wealth sent by Zhang Qiu and Qiong was also robbed by the people of the imperial court, and finally delivered to Chang'an ......"

Zheng Shuqing was woken up and sorted out his thoughts in an instant. If Li Longji is the mastermind behind the scenes, then everything will be logical.

"It's just...... Why did the saint need his own official to raise another tariff? ”

Zheng Shuqing was puzzled, and it was difficult to get out of the evil breath in his chest. Since Li Longji knows everything, it is too much to play like this.

has paid more than 300,000 tributes to Li Longji, as long as it is a person, no one will be calm!

"Because Lord Jun has always committed the crime of deceiving the king, of course the saint has to make the king angry. A certain bet that if Jun was rescued by someone who tried to hang himself, the news would spread, and he would be able to tide over the difficulties calmly. However, this is the end of the official path of the envoy. ”

Fang Chongyong said slowly.

Zheng Shuqing sat on the sand, stunned.

A certain also speculated that in fact, the imperial court now lacks a talented and learned branch official, who can help Li Xiang and help him implement the newly formulated financial policy.

The sage, or Li Xiang, probably thinks that the envoy can do it, so he wants to test the envoy to make money...... The ability to manage money. Kuizhou is a commercial port, the rent adjustment is like a fictitious one, there are a lot of commercial taxes, and the tariffs are even more frightening. In this way, interference can be eliminated, and it is easy to see how capable the envoy is.

Perhaps both the sage and Li Xiang want to see where the limit of Jun's financial management is, and if Jun's lack of fierce debts behind him, he is afraid that it will be difficult to use all his strength. Of course, this is just speculation.

However, I am sure that if the envoy can make up the money requested by the sage, then after returning to Beijing to report on his work, the envoy will serve as the branch official of the imperial court, and even become the prime minister in the future, which should not be far off. ”

After hearing these words, only four words surged in Zheng Shuqing's heart:

Terrifying!

"Actually......"

Fang Chongyong wanted to say something, but when he saw Zheng Shuqing looking at him suspiciously, he swallowed everything he wanted to say again. After all, Fang Youde, who is a matter of his father, has not yet paved the way back to Chang'an, so don't make any extraneous branches.

This time, the intention of the imperial court to pilot the "monetary tax" in Kuizhou is very obvious, and I hope that my father Fang Youde can properly inspect the local people's livelihood and provide first-hand materials for the pilot. The imperial court has long been aware of the situation in Kuizhou, and the long-term alternative way of paying taxes obviously has its merits, which deserve to be carefully studied and extended by the center.

It's a pity that his stubborn father Fang Youde didn't think so much at all, and he opened his mouth and closed his mouth because the local bureaucrats were complicit or something, and he only thought that Zheng Shuqing's generation was deliberately destroying the law of the imperial court.

The imperial court should have recognized the disadvantages of the rent adjustment by now, and these were closely related to the disintegration of the government and military system, and it could carry out monetization tax reform in some key places (such as Yangzhou, etc.), as well as adjust the tax ratio of rent and yong in different regions, optimize the transportation routes of materials, and so on.

However, the Cao Yun reform in the past few years had little effect, and the cost of transporting grain from Kanto to Chang'an was extremely expensive, which made Li Longji doubt the importance of Cao Yun in supporting Chang'an's prosperity.

Since the canal is not easy to use, then I will think of another way.

As a result, many reforms have not yet begun, and they are still born after only preliminary experiments.

Thinking of this, Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh for a while, Zheng Shuqing may be a qualified Tang bureaucrat, or he may be able to enter Beijing as an official. But when you talk to the other party about the waves of these times, it must be seriously overstepping.

In the case that the overall atmosphere of the society is "I am invincible in the world", saying these "untimely" words is obviously to become the "non-mainstream" of society.

At this moment, Zheng Shuqing and Fang Chongyong saw Gu Jing carrying a burden and preparing to go on the road with simple luggage, as if they were looking for them.

"Zheng Yuanjun, Fang Xiaolangjun, Gu is going to Chang'an to report on his work."

Gu Guan couldn't help but be happy on his face, but he was a little melancholy.

"Brother Gu, I said you want to be promoted, you see that you will be promoted."

Fang Chongyong teased.

The expression on his face changed, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"It's really ...... to get this official position. It's a shame. ”

Considering the situation, I didn't think it was so glorious to mention this matter, and I wrote a letter saying that the red lotus rice was burned, and I was actually promoted!

What kind of world is this!

I don't know if it was that official letter that pleased the powerful, or Fang Chongyong's poem "Hoe He Day Noon" for some high-ranking cultural people to appreciate, anyway, it was taking advantage of this gust of wind to get up, and now people in Chang'an know that there is an honest petty official in Kuizhou, who works hard in the paddy fields of red lotus rice.

"By the way, Brother Gu, if someone asks you in Chang'an, whether the red lotus rice was really burned, you can answer, it seems to be, I don't remember it very well, this kind of vague words are fine, don't be too sincere."

Fang Chongyong reminded with a life.

Gu Gu nodded, and said with some hesitation: "The imperial court has sent someone to Kuizhou again to take care of the hundreds of acres of red lotus rice paddy fields. I'm sorry I can't even give it to you. ”

Fang Chongyong waved his hand disapprovingly, considering the situation, he still hadn't figured out the situation.

The document was delivered, and his mission was complete. As for the rice sent later, there are naturally "own people" in this line to contact to ensure that every link can eat the aftertaste of red lotus rice and ensure the integrity of rice from the source.

Otherwise, it is one thing to say in the official document, and it is another thing to do it when the time comes, wouldn't it be to pit people to death?

"Then say goodbye, goodbye to Chang'an."

Considering the situation, he bowed deeply to Zheng Shuqing and Fang Chongyong, and then turned around and left, very neatly.

"Have you thought of any way to manage your money?"

Zheng Shuqing asked in a low voice.

Now he has ambitions in his heart again, he wants to return to Chang'an and become a branch official! Be a Beijing official, you have to be in power!

Whether it can be done or not depends on Fang Chongyong's hammer deal!

"If you want to break Cao Gong, you should attack with fire; Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. ”

Fang Chongyong looked at the back of Gu Guo and left, and muttered to himself.

It's a pity that Zheng Shuqing, who hasn't watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", can't figure out what this stalk means at all.

"There's really nothing that can be done yet. But we have been dormant for a month, and after the autumn harvest, there will be a way. ”

"Waiting for the autumn harvest? Why wait for the autumn harvest? ”

Zheng Shuqing asked puzzled. Kuizhou does not produce much grain, and most of the grain consumption in the commercial port is imported from Shudi, and some of it comes from Jingxiang.

"After the autumn harvest, there will be grain in Shu and Jingxiang, and the price is very low. With the 50,000 yuan in our hands, we can buy a lot of grain. ”

Fang Chongyong said with a mysterious expression.

Zheng Shuqing waved his hand and said: "In the past few years in Datang, no matter when, the price difference of grain is not high, and you can't make a lot of money by selling grain. ”

"It's not reselling, we're going to make wine."

Fang Chongyong looked at Zheng Shuqing's eyes and continued: "Wuxia Chun, which can be bought everywhere in the brewing mansion city. ”

Spring, in ancient times, was often used as a suffix for wine. For example, Wuxia Chun and Jian Nanchun are all examples.

"Wuxia Spring...... What's so good? Kuizhou wine, only Yun'an Qumi Chun. ”

Zheng Shuqing frowned slightly, he hadn't figured out Fang Chongyong's brain circuit yet.

"Wine, that's not how it is drunk; It's not sold that way. The envoy will know when the time comes. ”

Fang Chongyong stretched his waist and said: "Who said that salted fish can't turn over, before the Shangyuan Festival next year, I just want to prove that even if it is a dried salted fish, it can also turn over!" ”