"Oh my mother, you were eating people yesterday. Tonight, you go to Huamenlou to find Orchid, the concubine is not serving. ”

The next morning, while getting dressed, Anaye complained to Fang Chongyong beside him.

Last night, she was going to be tossed and broken up by her own man, crying and shouting and begging for mercy, and finally her brain was blank, at the mercy of the other party.

Afterwards, he was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up to the dawn, he left all kinds of unspeakable marks on his body.

Fang Chongyong didn't agree, and put on a linen coat with patches on it. Combined with his dark and strong muscles, he looks very much like a peasant child who has just returned from the fields in a village in Hexi.

"Ah Lang, why are you dressed like this?"

Anaye asked, stunned.

Fang Chongyong is indeed relatively low-key on weekdays, but if he only looks at his clothes and clothes, outsiders can also see at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.

After all, the Tang bureaucracy, how to wear clothes and how to wear ornaments, all have hard requirements, even if Fang Chongyong is reluctant, he can't be maverick.

And now, Fang Chongyong not only wears a white robe and linen, but also wears a gray soft hat for himself, the material and style are very ordinary. It looks more like a small farmer who carries the local products in the field and sells vegetables in the market in Wuwei City.

People dressed like this, not to mention the uniqueness of Liangzhou, it is also full of streets.

"Wearing brocade clothes, holding the power of life and death in his hands, reciting gorgeous poems in his mouth, and holding a stunning beauty in his arms, this is a powerful person.

I may not be able to avoid the others, but putting on a peasant kid's shirt will make my father smell a little lighter. ”

Fang Chongyong sighed with emotion, and then took out a set of gray robes, looking at the style alone, it seems that there is no distinction between men and women. He threw it into Anaye's arms and said, "Put it on quickly, and go with me to the market." ”

"What are you going to do at the bazaar?"

Anaye asked curiously.

Last night, she was drunk and didn't know the way back, and the two of them didn't sleep until late, she wanted to lie in bed today, and she didn't want to go anywhere.

"What else can I do, see the military might of my Tang Heavenly Soldiers."

Fang Chongyong's tone was sarcastic, and he teased.

Anaye didn't talk nonsense, she put on her robe and hat to cover her beautiful face. The two of them went out of the backyard of the Yamen of the Hexi Jiedu Envoy together, and when they came to the Yamen, they saw that Cen Shen and others had been waiting for a long time.

Behind Cen Shen, there were hundreds of Chishui soldiers with bright armor, armed to the teeth. The bright light armor under the sun looks so majestic, dazzling, and full of oppression. They escorted dozens of empty flatbed trucks, one of which contained several black wooden boxes.

Seeing Fang Chongyong's low-key dress, Cen Shen was stunned for a moment, then bowed and saluted and said, "Jie Shuai, we are ready, will we go to the market now?" ”

"Let's go! Let's go to Huamen Tower first! ”

Fang Chongyong waved his hand and said with a calm face, unable to see joy or anger.

"Whoa!"

Cen Shen took the order and left, but Fang Chongyong did not stay in the team, but took Anaye to follow from a distance, separated by a considerable distance, and did not walk with Cen Shen and them.

"Ah Lang, why don't we go with the big army.

It looks so majestic from afar! ”

Anaye leaned over and whispered.

"I won't talk about it yet, I'll find out later."

Fang Chongyong explained disappreciatively.

Soon, this team of hundreds of people marched to the Huamen Tower. Cen Shen came over to ask for instructions, but Fang Chongyong didn't say anything, just waved his hand gently. So Cen Shen took dozens of Qiu Ba and entered the Huamen Tower with great momentum.

Then there was a mixture of shouting and scolding, which could be heard from afar.

It is not difficult for outsiders to imagine the chickens flying and dogs jumping in the Huamen Tower.

After a while, Cen Shen came out of the Huamen Building with a gloomy face, and Qiu Ba behind him carried stacks of silk silks and followed him out of it. Then Yang Yan, who has always been a transparent person, took out an account book from his arms and wrote something on it.

Then, he opened the black wooden box, and calmly handed the other party a few beautifully printed Jiaozi in a posture where the owner of Huamenlou was furious and fangs and claws. Then the large army marched away, and the direction of travel was the only and large-scale bazaar in Wuwei City.

There's a lot of fat gathered there... Hu Shang.

Anaye's small mouth opened into an "O" shape, and it was hard to believe that Fang Chongyong actually used such a crude method to promote the circulation of Jiaozi.

She also fantasized about what kind of scene the locals in Liangzhou did not use silk silk, and also thought about what clever way Fang Chongyong, who has always been resourceful, to use to make the businessmen who come and go here willingly accept Jiaozi.

Unexpectedly, Fang Chongyong's method was so simple and rude, without any hypocritical cover-up.

To step on a horse is to grab it directly!

At this moment, the unlucky shopkeeper of Huamenlou saw Fang Chongyong from a distance. He hurriedly ran over, sweating profusely, and complained in fright: "Fang Jieshuai, this Jiaozi for silk, do you see if this is ......?"

"You can get it back in a month, what are you panicking about?

In the future, the five states of Hexi, and even as far as Chang'an, Luoyang, Yangzhou, and Chengdu will use Jiaozi, will you use Jiaozi at that time? ”

Fang Chongyong scolded calmly with an expressionless face.

"Fang Jieshuai is talking about ......"

The shopkeeper of Huamenlou said in a sneer, so he had to go back to the restaurant he ran to greet the guests, and he didn't dare to let it go.

"Ah Lang, you're robbing Ming."

Anaya suppressed the consternation in her heart and muttered quietly.

"It's wrong, it's better than grabbing.

In many cases, those powerful people above instruct the people below to do things, and they will not pay attention to such good-looking food.

What is the fastest, most trouble-free, and most effective, they will do it.

You see, I can grab it directly, but in the end, I still left a Jiaozi that can be used for trading, which looks good enough, right?

I'm a bandit bully in an official uniform, and even you are what I used to overpower.

Otherwise, if you want to get your hands on you, you have to rob it like those young people in Wuling, Chang'an.

So, don't have the illusion that I'm a saint and a good person, all my actions are just to eat in this world. ”

Fang Chongyong folded his arms, looked at the team in front of him and said with a long sigh.

"Ah Lang doesn't have to say that about himself, I wasn't forced by you."

Anaya said a word, but saw Fang Chongyong waving his hand to signal that he should not talk nonsense.

"Let's go, let's go to the market now."

Fang Chongyong pointed to the large army that had gone far in front of him and said.

……

The main battlefield for Fang Chongyong to promote Jiaozi is the largest market in Liangzhou City and the largest market in Hexi. The Chishui Army dispatched several thousand men to blockade the seven urban districts that made up the city of Liangzhou. Every gate was inspected.

At the same time, there is also the "wild market" near the city gate.

The matter that Fang Chongyong confessed was: Silk with more than five pieces of cloth is absolutely not allowed to leave Liangzhou, and it must be exchanged for a transaction!

Each person can leave with a maximum of four silk horses. This trick is called "fishing with a large mesh".

First, the bulk of silk will be confiscated, so that there is no bulk silk in the market as a trading channel.

After a period of time, another silk Jiaozi will be issued as a supplement to the existing circulating currency to fill the last loophole.

In the market in Liangzhou City, the soldiers of the Chishui Army carried bright horizontal knives in their hands, and searched every shop from house to house. As long as there is silk, all of it will be forcibly taken away and exchanged for an equal amount of jiaozi.

Whether it is a Hu merchant or a Han businessman, they are all treated equally.

Since Cen Shen took Qiu Bamen into the market and began to carry out the "seizure operation", in an instant, the market became chaotic.

There were those who cried, those who made noise, and those who scolded. It's a pity that the Chishui Army has blocked several gates of the market so tightly that not a single fly can fly out. Most of the businessmen who spend a lot of money in the Huamen Building on weekdays can only watch Cen Shen lead people to take away their silk silks.

"Ah Lang, compared to the means of these people to grab the silk silk, you tossed me in bed last night, I can be said to be as gentle as water."

Anaye leaned into Fang Chongyong's ear and whispered.

The appearance of the government is not ordinarily ugly!

She really didn't expect that Fang Chongyong's methods of promoting Jiaozi would be so tough. There were even people who refused to exchange it and beckoned their subordinates to resist, and were hacked to death by the Tang Junqiu Ba!

Fang Chongyong's face was expressionless, and he just watched coldly as Cen Shen and the others forcibly exchanged Jiaozi under the protection of the Chishui Army.

Those cries, curses, and even killings have become background boards.

Fang Chongyong didn't think that if he explained the benefits of Jiaozi to the merchants on the Hexi side, those people would willingly exchange the silk for it. After all, the issuance of banknotes depends on institutional regulations and violence.

In that case, it is better to be more direct and speak with a knife. At the very least, efficiency comes first.

If a person only has waste paper in their hands, then they must want others to have this waste paper too, and they are not the only one who is lonely.

If everyone has waste paper in their hands, then waste paper is no longer "waste paper", but hard currency recognized by everyone.

The essence of money is, after all, just credit.

And the essence of credit is authority, and authority needs to be maintained with a sharp knife. Without the guarantee of force, there is no such thing as credit.

The chaotic bazaar gradually quieted down, and the merchants who had been forcibly taken away from the silk silk watched with gloating eyes as Cen Shen put their knives on the necks of the other merchants and took away the silk silk from the hands of those people.

Everyone seems to have slowly resigned themselves to their fate, covering their ears and stealing bells, believing that the government promised that "the silk silk can be redeemed after a month". Cen Shen commanded the people of the Chishui Army to go to the warehouse, take out the silk silk stored there, and put it on the flatbed truck that had been prepared a long time ago.

Seeing such a scene, Fang Chongyong called Yang Yan, who was keeping accounts on the side, and said:

"The price of silk must rise sharply in a short period of time, and there must be a lot of people in the black market who trade silk silk at a high price with Jiaozi, and it is estimated that they are all sold to Hu merchants in the Western Regions. Because the locals of Liangzhou actually don't like to wear silk clothes.

Tomorrow you will take someone to open a shop selling silk next door to the government office, and you will not accept handovers, but only barter at high prices.

You don't have to worry about cracking down on black market trading. ”

Fang Chongyong said with a sneer.

Within a month, he would never allow Jiaozi to return to Jiaozipu, and if he wanted silk, he had to exchange it for real goods. In the future, the silk trade in the Western Regions will be dominated by government-led commodities, driving retail investors out of the market.

Want silk? It's also possible to trade at a high price! If you are willing to cut meat, Fang Chongyong welcomes it very much.

In fact, the official dominance of the silk trade is something that the Tang government has been pursuing since the founding of the People's Republic of China for more than 100 years.

It's just that there are policies and countermeasures, and the effect is not very good. Controlling the orderly output of silk is itself one of the national policies of the Tang Dynasty, and since Taizong, all emperors have a high degree of policy in this regard.

Fang Chongyong's move is actually to incorporate the planned economy into the monetary policy, and go further on the basis of continuing the national policy of the Tang Dynasty.

What Fang Jieshuai said is that the silk and silk business should be controlled by the government. It is a pity to let these silk silks circulate and lose on the market. ”

Yang Yan said with emotion.

Fang Chongyong's routines, only those who understand money can understand the mystery, and those who don't understand it, no matter how much they say, they will play the piano to the cow.

"Well, go ahead. Today, we must take away all the silk silks in the market and exchange them for trade. ”

Fang Chongyong nodded slightly and said, beckoning Yang Yan to do something.

Liangzhou and Shazhou are both forced to exchange Jiaozi at the same time today, and the border army began to block the passes and strictly control the outflow of silk. The three prefectures in the middle of the Hexi Corridor, Ganzhou, Suzhou, and Guazhou, will be carried out sequentially from tomorrow.

No matter which state, on the day of the confiscation of silk silk, a Jiaozi shop was set up in the state capital at the same time, and Jiaozi was issued to spread out the Jiaozi exchange business.

Fang Chongyong needed a month to observe the circulation of Jiaozi in the Hexi Corridor. If it goes well, then Jiaozi's savings and loan business will be opened in a month, and the M1 currency will be slowly expanded into M2 currency.

One of the biggest advantages of the Hexi Corridor is that the locals hardly wear silk, and even if they do, it is a very small number of powerful people, accounting for a very small proportion of the population. Far less than Guanzhong and the Central Plains.

The biggest use of silk here is to trade goods in the Western Regions, as hard currency, so that Hu merchants can take the silk away.

The five states of Hexi between the early Tang Dynasty and the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the Western Xia during the two Song dynasties, were essentially armed toll stations at key nodes of the Silk Road!

Fang Chongyong's entry point was very ingenious. Yang Yan understands this very well and admires it very much.

Of course, ordinary people like Anaye don't understand it, and this is something that can't be helped. Ordinary people's understanding of national policies lags behind, and this is true in any era.

"Ah Lang, if you wear the official robe of the Jiedu envoy today, will you be beaten to death by those merchants?"

Anaya pointed to a merchant who was pulling with the Chishui Army Qiuba, and asked in a low voice.

"Not really, the merchants don't have the guts. However, it is probably inevitable that the locals will throw a few eggs, fruits, stones or something. ”

Fang Chongyong looked around and said with a little emptiness.

Anaya nodded thoughtfully, today's cool scene really made her gain insight and know how dark this world is.

Powerful people, that is, can do whatever they want.

Fang Chongyong pulled Anaya to the drum tower where the bell rang in the bazaar, and stood from early morning until the sun set, until the merchants in the bazaar left like mourning, and the envoy of the Hexi Festival breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he looked out of the city on the drum tower, and at the end of his vision, the yellow sand was like the sea, and the remnant sun was like blood, looking desolate and tragic.

Fang Chongyong felt an indescribable sense of exhaustion in his heart.

The Chishui Army Qiu Ba strictly enforced the law today and showed no mercy, in fact, it was not because these people were loyal to the other party, nor did they unconditionally obey the military orders of the Jiedu envoys, at least not the main reason.

The most critical mystery of this matter is: the Qiu Ba of the Chishui Army were told that in the future, the spring and winter clothes of the imperial court will no longer be silkened, but will be replaced by Jiaozi. The grain that was previously distributed remained unchanged.

Therefore, these people confiscate other people's silk silks, in fact, for their own benefit. For the Qiu Ba people of the Chishui Army, compared with the rebellion caused by the dissatisfaction of the imperial court with Jiaozi as military salary, it is obviously more cost-effective and less risky to clean up the local merchants.

In other words, if Jiaozi becomes waste paper in the future, then the Jiaozi obtained by the Chishui soldiers will also be waste paper.

On the other hand, if Jiaozi circulates smoothly in Hexi, then the Chishui soldiers can also have more benefits. Because after the exchange, on the premise that they can redeem the full amount, they actually "raise their salary".

How to choose these Qiu Ba, who are armed to the teeth, is actually the answer.

This is also one of the "prescriptions" prescribed by Fang Chongyong for the imperial court's arrears.

Solve liquidity first, then solve inflation!

Whether or not Jiaozi can circulate smoothly is related to the vital interests of the Qiu Ba in the army. Whoever obstructs this matter will not be able to get along with these stubborn Qiu Ba, so it is not surprising that the soldiers of the Chishui Army are staring at those cunning merchants this time, like thieves.

The pawnshops opened almost simultaneously in Liangzhou City are also an important auxiliary means for circulating Jiaozi and collecting physical goods.

If the Tang Army's actions in the Western Regions were to sweep away the thieves with a sharp sword, then the smooth issuance and circulation of Jiaozi was used to forge the hilt of this sword.

The more the hilt of the sword in his hand was in his hand, the more freely Fang Chongyong could wield it when he was on an expedition to the Western Regions.

"Ah Lang, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Fang Chongyong in a daze, Anaye pulled his cuffs and asked.

"Do you think I'm a good person?"

Fang Chongyong asked with a smile and did not answer Anaye's question.

"Not in bed, but when you get out of bed."

Anaye smiled slyly.

"You know a, I can be a bad guy when I get out of bed."

Fang Chongyong waved his hand indifferently, and walked down the stairs to the market where only Cen Shen and the others remained. The regular and lively market on weekdays seems to have been looted by thieves at this time, not to mention messy, and there are inexplicable dried blood stains on the ground.

"Go back to the government to count the silk silk that has been collected, and register it."

Fang Chongyong gave Cen Shen an order, then didn't look back, and led Anaye out of the market.

At this moment, no one expected that a magnificent new era would be kicked off by someone in such a calm manner.

(End of chapter)