"Do you think this section commander can't pry your mouth open?"

In the cell of a dungeon in Liangzhou City, Fang Chongyong looked at the Arab slave trader who was kneeling on the ground. He folded his arms and stood in front of each other for a long time.

Looking down with a victorious attitude.

Who knows, this slave trader actually folded his hands, closed his eyes, knelt on the ground and recited the scriptures in Arabic, and his attitude was very religious, and he did not know what was muttering in his mouth.

"What is he talking about?"

Fang Chongyong asked the interpreter from the Western Regions who came from Broken Leaf City beside him.

"Marshal, it's better not to translate, it's all words like asking Allah to punish the Great Tang. It's disrespectful to say it. ”

The translator, who knew six Chinese, said with a look of embarrassment.

In the interaction between the white clothes and the Tang Dynasty at the beginning of the new century, he almost made Brother Ji turn his face because he did not abide by the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Fang Chongyong said to He Changqi, who was standing beside him: "Send him on the road, hurry up." ”

Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence, and for those who are bent on death, Fang Chongyong has always respected their inner wishes.

"Jie Shuai, we haven't found out any news, wouldn't it be too cheap to kill him?"

He Changqi asked a little unwillingly.

"Don't be afraid, he still has a large number of slaves under him, and it is estimated that some of them should also be spies in black clothes. It's the same with gathering those people together for questioning. ”

Fang Chongyong said disappreciatively.

The slave trader in front of him would rather recite the scriptures than say a word, Fang Chongyong was also worried that this person deliberately provided some false news, so it was better to kill him directly.

"Well, I'll do it at the end."

He Changqi said with a crossed hand salute.

Walking out of the dungeon with turbid air, the blazing sunlight was a little dazzling, and Fang Chongyong couldn't help but cover his forehead with his hand to block the sunlight.

The climate in the northwest is quite different from that of Chang'an. It's "summer" right now, and marching in the desert during the day is an indescribable ordeal, as if the whole person is soaked in a steamer.

On the contrary, from the early autumn of this year to the spring of the following year, it is a good time to send troops to the Western Regions.

Prior to this, it was necessary to raise grain from the Hexi region through the issuance of jiaozi instead of silk silk in previous years. These grains and grasses were to be transported with the army to Gaochang County (Turpan) in Xizhou, which was the former Gaochang country!

Then after the whole army was repaired in Xizhou, it continued to carry grain and grass to Qiuzi (Kucha), where the Anxi Protectorate was located, where it met with the border army of the Anxi Protectorate, and selected the elite of the expeditionary force after reorganization!

After arriving at Qiuzi, it can be regarded as the real opening of the Green Ridge Raiders.

If the information coming from the west of the Green Ridge is conducive to sending troops, then the expeditionary force will have to go to Shule Town (Kashgar City) to standby, which is not far from the Great and Small Bolu.

Along the way, the Tang army not only had to cross the desert, but also the road was extremely long. Although the terrain is dominated by deserts, flatlands and some mountains, the people's feelings are extremely complex.

There are more than 100 countries in the Western Regions, and one city is one country. All of them are desert oasis economies, water sources are scarce, and the population is sparse. A country is a side of the customs, and the race and language may be completely different in another place.

However, the population of a country in the Western Regions may not be comparable to that of a county in Datang.

The Tang army crossed the border, just as described in "Journey to the West", and it was necessary to obtain the manpower and material resources of a place when they went to one place. Use the limited number of main forces of the Tang Army, like a snowball, absorb the troops of various countries in the Western Regions as a servant army, and then fight a decisive battle with the Tubo people in Xiaobolu, west of the Green Ridge!

After passing through Xizhou, the army's logistics were very dependent on the support of these small countries in the Western Regions. Therefore, the military operations of the Great and Small Bolu raids were very much a test of the diplomatic ability of the Tang Army's commanders-in-chief.

The Tang army needs to open the way with a knife, but it can't just rely on a knife to open the way. The intake and exchange of political interests is a very advanced science. When the decisive battle began, it was the Tang army and the gathered Western Regions servant army against the Tubo army and the Western Regions servant army under their control.

It's not just the size of your own hand.

This kind of gameplay, since the Han Dynasty Ban Chaoding the Western Regions, has formed a very mature game rules. The Western Regions is also a gladiatorial arena where various forces repeatedly compete and fight.

While walking towards the Yamen of the Hexi Jiedu Envoy, he was thinking about sending troops to the Western Regions. Only then did Fang Chongyong feel that he had thought too much about expanding his territory before. The gameplay of the Western Regions is not exactly the same as guarding the side of Longyou and fighting the Tubo people wholeheartedly.

It can even be said that there is a big difference!

As soon as he walked to the yamen of the Jiedu envoy, he saw a person who looked like a eunuch, who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and had been looking left and right.

The person in front of him is Fang Chongyong's old acquaintance, who is often responsible for delivering news to the frontier.

As soon as they met, Bian Lingcheng laughed, walked over to the other party and saluted enthusiastically: "Fang Jieshuai, the slave is waiting for you so hard, the saint has a will, it is a good thing, a great thing." ”

And a will?

Fang Chongyong pretended to be sincerely frightened to accept the order, and then opened the holy decree and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly frowned and was silent.

His mood was obviously not as optimistic as Bian Lingcheng said.

"Millions of silk silks from Luoyang and Lianghuai are already on the way, and in a few days they will be stored in the treasury of Liangzhou for military supplies.

It is also used as the principal of the issuance of Jiaozi.

In addition, the sage also named you the ambassador of the Western Regions, in addition to commanding the army in the west of the river, the soldiers and horses of the four towns of Anxi are also under your control.

How is the handsome's Jiaozi shop, the sage wants to know the details.

Please be sure to write a copy of the recital, and the slave will bring it back to the saint. ”

Bian Lingcheng said in a low voice.

Ambassador of the Western Regions?

At this moment, Fang Chongyong suddenly remembered Yuan Chonghuan, who had been in the "five-year Pingliao".

The emperor gave enough money, and he gave enough to the soldiers. With such strong support, if there are no outstanding results, what will happen at that time is known with your toes.

Not to mention the death of the whole family, at least it is an exile in Lingnan.

And that million silk seems to be a lot, however, these are the principal used to issue banknotes on the "gold standard"!

It can be understood that Brother Ji lent Fang Chongyong one million silk and asked him to send at least one million silk Jiaozi as a guarantee.

In the end, the extra military supplies and rewards, then Fang Chongyong will look at it himself, and Brother Ji will only look at the results.

In essence, it is to use the deposit interest as a military expense, which can be said to be the extreme!

Of course, no matter what you say, at least there is still a "deposit" in the money bank, and Jiaozi will not say that it has fallen madly since the beginning of the issuance.

Let Jiaozi survive for ten or eight years, Fang Chongyong is still confident, provided that Ji Ge does not toss blindly, and the court does not change the management.

"Understood."

Fang Chongyong nodded slightly, came to the study of the Jiedu envoy's yamen, and quickly wrote a note, detailing his plan for attacking Xiao Bolu, how many troops are expected, how much money it will cost, how long it will take, what the marching route will be, and so on.

I wrote about the matters related to Jiaozi again, which of course also includes the encryption technology of Jiaozi materials, the confidentiality measures of the process, and so on.

By the time these were all written, Bian Lingcheng had already been in the study of the Jiedu envoy for a full hour!

"The waiter in the side can take the song back with you."

Fang Chongyong looked at the draft of the fold and looked at it, and felt that there was no big problem, so he put it into a bamboo tube, sealed it with fire paint, and handed it to Bian Lingcheng.

Suddenly, Fang Chongyong saw Bian Lingcheng frowning slightly, and suddenly realized. He took out a "slip" printed with an engraving plate, with the denomination of "five thousand silks".

"This thing, called a bill of exchange, can be exchanged for Jiaozi in the future.

The waiter first took it with him, and he didn't have to show it to others. After Chang'an's Jiaozi Money Village is opened, this bill of exchange can be exchanged for 5,000 Jiaozi.

A certain association will open a similar document in Liangzhou and send someone to Chang'an, and the two documents will be combined together, and you can receive the sub-verification and write-off. ”

Fang Chongyong smiled and handed the "bill of exchange" in his hand to Bian Lingcheng.

"Can this piece of paper be exchanged for 5,000 silk?"

Bian Lingcheng was overjoyed, and asked with an incredible look on his face.

"Yes, exactly."

Fang Chongyong nodded slightly and said.

"This ...... This thing is so convenient! ”

Bian Lingcheng said gratefully, and then he came to Fang Chongyong's side, lowered his voice and reminded Fang Chongyong:

"Not long ago, the sage appointed the crown prince as Jing Zhaoyin, King Yong as the county commander of Chang'an, and King Ying as the county commander of Wannian, and it seems that he wants to fight with each other. and the Du family of the crown princess were all exiled to Lingnan.

The central officials of Chang'an City, it seems that many people want to stand in line. What the saint means, the slave can't understand it, Fang Jieshuai is careful.

In addition, the old Fang Jieshuai is now dispatched by the sage to Huaxian County to train the Shence Army, and he should not know about this matter yet. ”

After collecting the money, it is natural to sell it well. Bian Lingcheng couldn't help but tell Fang Chongyong about the latest political changes in Chang'an.

"Yang Xing, the illegitimate son of Mrs. Qiuguo, is he a saint's dragon species?"

Fang Chongyong pretended to ask casually.

Bian Lingcheng was frightened, then grabbed Fang Chongyong's wrist with both hands, and said very nervously: "This kind of thing can't be talked about, and it can't be spread outside." ”

He didn't admit it directly, but he said it in a way that almost confirmed the rumor.

"Bian Nei Servant, when you return to Chang'an, you can ask the sage to be released to Hexi and go to the Western Regions with the army as a supervisor.

The wind in Chang'an is gradually rising, and you can avoid trouble outside. ”

Fang Chongyong grabbed Bian Lingcheng's cuffs and said quietly.

"Slave understands, Xie Fangjie Marshal mentioned."

Bian Lingcheng took the bamboo tube and left the Yamen of the Hexi Jiedu Envoy with a thousand thanks.

After he left, Fang Chongyong leaned on the couch in the study, and he was so tired that he didn't want to move. Although he hasn't done any physical work at all lately, he just wants to rest and touch the fish. When a person's mental energy is constantly consumed, they will also be too tired to move.

Fang Chongyong began to think crankily.

According to the traditional experience of Shazhou, the million silk of Ji Ge will first go to the treasury of Liangzhou, and then be transported from Liangzhou to Shazhou.

After the silk silk arrives at the treasury of Shazhou, according to the "silk restriction" measures of the Tang Dynasty, these silks will become the capital flow of "Heliancang". In the form of loans, the silk was lent to the locals, and then the locals took the silk and sold it to the merchants of the Western Regions in exchange for seeds, agricultural tools and other things needed for farming.

On the day of debt repayment, the locals took the grain harvested in the field and sent it to the warehouse, and the government used the grain to use for military needs, which was considered to have completed a basic economic cycle.

Now that there are Jiaozi, these silks will be stored in the relevant treasury of the five prefectures of Hexi, and the locals will be given Jiaozi, or half Jiaozi and half silk. In this way, Jiaozi is used to promote the circulation of Jiaozi at the social level.

The economic scale of the five states in Hexi is too small, and it is necessary to constantly "open the floodgates and release water" to the Western Regions, and start the money printing machine for QE.

"I finally got the dispatch of the ambassador of the Western Regions."

Lying on the couch, Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

Can the issuance of Jiaozi save Datang?

The answer is impossible, not even with a nuclear-powered money printing press.

However, in the early stage of the issuance of Jiaozi, it could play the role of "green seedling loan" in the Song Dynasty and partially delay the social crisis.

As for how social contradictions will erupt more violently in the future, its continuous downward trend is not something that Fang Chongyong can stop.

In fact, in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty currency was frantically released through the implementation of the two tax laws to increase the liquidity of the society, which was to save the country from decline.

However, as long as private ownership still exists, and as long as the state still needs to borrow the organizational mode of private ownership to carry out production activities, then similar behaviors such as tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall will never stop.

In other words, as long as there is an emperor, there will be no immortal country in the world.

Fang Chongyong also understands that no matter what he does, even if Brother Ji can become a Ming Jun in an instant, it will only delay the decline of the Tang Dynasty, and one more day is just a day.

He remembered the "grain formula" of his previous life.

If a country is not short of food, then when it imports food, the price of food is inversely proportional to the international food supply that can be purchased. The more food that can be bought, the lower the price of food.

If a country is short of 30% of its food, then when the international food stock cannot meet the supply (including the malicious food embargo), then the price of food in that country will rise infinitely until more than 30% of the country's population starves to death!

It's not just a 30% increase in food prices.

In the same way, no matter how Datang tosses, it is good to crack down on local tyrants and increase monetary liquidity. The living need to eat, and this is a basic need that cannot be avoided.

Datang has a population of more than 60 million to feed, and before the Yangtze River is developed, before chemical fertilizers appear, and before seed improvement is up to standard, the land's pressure capacity can easily reach its limit.

When the time comes, there will be unrest, and the pressure on survival will be reduced through the death of a large number of people.

Then there will be a rebalancing of the political economy.

Just as Fang Chongyong was thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door of the study. When he opened the door, he saw that it was Guo Ziyi, the envoy of the Chishui Army!

"Envoy Guo is not in the Chishui Army camp, what is his business to come to Liangzhou City?"

Fang Chongyong asked with a smile.

Guo Ziyi sighed and said:

"Many of the soldiers in the Chishui army are from the Hui tribe. Liangzhou was rich, and they were reluctant to move to Shuofang and Hedong, but still wanted to stay in Liangzhou.

The army also complained about the relocation of the station, and the last general came to consult Fang Jieshuai about how to deal with this matter. ”

Guo Ziyi was a little embarrassed.

This matter is not difficult to do, but he does not take a strict line in governing the army, and he is quite popular with the army, and he does not want to tear his face with the grassroots soldiers because of this. Therefore, I want to intercede with Fang Chongyong and minimize the number of places for the first batch of soldiers and pawns in the Chishui Army.

Naturally, the less the better.

"This is the meaning of the saint, and this section is also helpless.

Of course, if Guo Junenvoy doesn't want to be the military envoy of the Chishui Army, then Ben Jie Shuai can concurrently serve as the commander. ”

Fang Chongyong had a smile on his face, but it was unfathomable and difficult to guess, Guo Ziyi couldn't see through what he was thinking.

So Guo Ziyi said with a sad face: "Jie Shuai, the Hui cavalry is quite powerful in the local area, and they are still a little worried about the relocation. If the imperial court forcibly pushes forward, the last general is worried that they will not obey the discipline. ”

"If you think it's difficult, then don't do it, let this section marshal do it.

The saint has just exiled the princess's family to Lingnan, that's the prince!

Guo Junenvoy thought that if the saint was angry, would it be difficult to clean up a few Hui cavalry? ”

Fang Chongyong asked with a smile on his face, looking at Guo Ziyi.

"That'...... Ask Fang Jieshuai to serve as the envoy of the Chishui Army, the last general has already said big things in front of them, and he is really shameless to continue to rely on this position. ”

Guo Ziyi saluted with his hands crossed and said, bowing his head and not daring to look at Fang Chongyong.

"Give me the Chishui Army seal letter and fish talisman, and the Japanese festival marshal will personally settle these thorns."

Fang Chongyong stretched out a hand to Guo Ziyi and said.

"Uh...... All right. ”

Guo Ziyi stretched out his hand, took out the Chishui Army seal letter and fish talisman hanging on his waist, and presented it to Fang Chongyong with both hands. From this moment on, he began to serve as the deputy military envoy of the Chishui Army.

"General Guo, go ahead, the matter of the Chishui Army, this section commander will definitely give them an explanation tomorrow."

Fang Chongyong nodded slightly and said, with a calm face, not taking it to heart.

(End of chapter)