"Heh, you forgot to say it, there are layers of officials in the middle, and there is not much silver in the hands of the post station, and now that this matter is done, the life of the low-level officials can be a little better."

Zhao Chongyuan suddenly added coldly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The longer they get along with this majesty, the more they understand how much they hate those corrupt officials under this majesty's easy-going appearance!

The reason why he doesn't do it at the moment is that he also turns a blind eye to those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and only occasionally pulls out a few beheadings to show warning, which is nothing more than that the time has not come.

Once the time is right, it will inevitably be a river of blood rolling and heads.

It can even be said that in the depths of the treasury of the Inner Mansion Division now, I don't know how many people are greedy for ink.

As long as His Majesty is willing, these evidence of greed for ink can become a talisman for those people at any time!

In other words, the heads of those corrupt officials no longer belong to them, and although they are still on top of them, they are just deposited with the peaceful emperor in front of them.

Thinking of this, the officials present were even more drenched in cold sweat.

In the bottom of my heart, I secretly made up my mind to go back, and I had to beat my henchmen again, and don't take the silver that shouldn't be taken, it's a life talisman!

Especially now, the emperor still reminded him coldly.

Who knows if it's a knock or a signal for a new round of officialdom purge?

However, just when everyone was about to listen to Zhao Chongyuan's words, Zhao Chongyuan suddenly stopped talking, but raised his head and glanced at Yang Fu, "Old lady, you are a veteran of the Three Dynasties, you have assisted Zhezong, you have also assisted Huizong, and now you have assisted me for more than 20 years.

Forty years of ups and downs in the sea, in your eyes, you would like to tell me how King Yan is doing? ”

Yang Fu stood up tremblingly.

But before he could stand up, Zhao Chongyuan raised his hand to let him sit down.

After Yang Fu sat down, he groped for the tea that had already been served by the waiter next to him, took a sip, and then replied with an old age: "Return, Your Majesty, the minister thinks that there are advantages and disadvantages in this, but the minister thinks that Your Majesty's sacred heart is arbitrary and has his own plan."

Now the old minister is already old and dizzy, and he is old and confused, so he doesn't dare to speak vainly about this matter. ”

Old fox.

Zhao Chongyuan laughed and scolded.

Not only did Zhao Chongyuan laugh and scold, but Ye Liancheng, Tian Gong, and Xu Jin all secretly scolded the old fox in their hearts.

Especially Tian Gong, in his heart, he scolded Xu Jin by the way.

So far, a total of three people have spoken,

One pretended to be stupid, and the other patted on the back, but he was stunned and said something unpleasant.

Doesn't it make it clear that he was pushed out as a gunman.

"Ye Qing, what about you?"

Zhao Chongyuan asked again.

As Zhao Chongyuan spoke, Tian Gong, Xu Jin and the others couldn't help but look at Ye Liancheng.

Ye Liancheng bowed his hand and said: "Back to Your Majesty, the minister agrees with the reform of the post station, but the minister and Lord Tian have the same concern, that is, once the post station is opened, it will inevitably be mixed, and at that time, what if the matter is leaked once the secret is leaked?" ”

"Lord Ye, didn't I say that? Apart! ”

Before Zhao Chongyuan could speak, Xu Jin hurriedly replied.

"Even if it's separated, it's still mixed together, so isn't there still a risk of leakage?"

Ye Liancheng still stubbornly retorted.

"Well, it doesn't make sense."

Xu Jin was a little speechless.

Is this a question of the times?

It's a human problem.

But it's a pity that Lord Ye Ye didn't seem to understand it for a while.

Zhao Ding took over the conversation and said: "Dare to ask Lord Ye, even if they are separated now, can Lord Ye dare to guarantee that the post station will not be infiltrated by enemy countries?" ”

"This ....."

Ye Liancheng choked and stood in place a little embarrassed.

At this time, he was in a hurry to speak, but he also forgot to think.

The problem of leakage of secrets has never been a problem of a small number of people, but a problem of people.

But it is undeniable that if the post station is really open to the outside world, it does increase the risk of infiltration.

Zhao Ding said with a smile, "The problem that Lord Ye was worried about just now is nothing more than the opening of the post station to the outside world, which will inevitably cause a mixture of fish and dragons, even if they are separated, but it also increases the chance of contact, so that it is cheaper to cheapen the spies of such enemy countries."

But when you think about it, sometimes it's not a bad thing to have a lot of people.

If you let the post guards see each other this, so that the rewards and punishments are clear, and then the rewards and punishments are clearly extended to the past business trips.

Then these people who are stationed in the post station because of business and trade may not be able to become the eyes of you and me. ”

"Yes, that's it!"

Xu Jin clapped his hands and applauded, and glanced at Ye Liancheng with pride.

Just you can speak.

Tian Gong rolled his eyes.

But he didn't speak.

Ye Liancheng also stood aside, frowning and thinking, and after a while, he looked at Zhao Ding, bowed his hand and said, "I've been taught." ”

There was a little more respect in his words than just now.

"Then dare to ask Lord Yan, how can this open source thing be opened?"

Ye Liancheng asked again.

As Ye Liancheng's words fell, many people present also looked at them at the same time.

Daqian said that commerce and trade are developed and developed, but they are concentrated in the southern region, where the climatic conditions are relatively good, and it is close to Dali, Daqian has always had good relations with Dali, and there has been no friction on the border between the two countries for many years, so the situation is relatively stable.

However, because of its proximity to Nanchen and Beiliang, the situation in the north is perennially unstable and turbulent, so the business and trade affairs are naturally much backward compared to the southern border, which is close to Dali.

According to Zhao Ding, the main purpose of the opening of the post station is commercial trade, providing a place for passing merchants to settle down and store goods.

If the business relationship is not developed enough.

Whether it's open or not, it's nothing, and it's better than nothing.

For this, Zhao Ding had also expected this, and deliberately frowned and thought for a long time: "Dare to ask Lord Ye, what is the role of this station?" ”

"What is the role of the station?"

Ye Liancheng groaned lightly, and then smiled: "Do you still have to rely on the old minister for this matter, prince?" Naturally, it was to convey military affairs and entertain passing officials and vassal kings. ”

Zhao Ding raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Didn't Lord Ye answer for this king?" ”

"Did I answer for you?"

Ye Liancheng was stunned again when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly: "I understand." ”

Zhao Ding's meaning was naturally to assign the original post station officials to the local government at the same time, not only to send letters to the government, but also to undertake the letters of the local people.

After all, compared with the correspondence of the imperial court, the correspondence between local people is the real highlight.

The profit in this is much greater than just entertaining and filtering business travelers and providing warehousing!

Zhao Ding said with a smile: "As the saying goes, Taoist books are worth 10,000 gold, and there are no longer a few people who go out to beg for a living since ancient times.

For the sake of the caravan's safety, some guards will also be hired to protect the caravan.

And the wool came out of the sheep, and the cost of hiring the guards, as well as the caravan along the way, was naturally borne by the merchants and the people who sent the letters. In this way, it has created a high cost.

According to the following understanding, a letter sent from Yingtian, depending on the distance, the price ranges from two to five silver? ”

Zhao Dingkai talked about it, as for why it is so accurate, it is naturally the result of his investigation over the past few days.

Qian Jin nodded again and again.

The price Zhao Ding said is indeed relatively fair, and in some remote places, such as from Yingtian to Youzhou, Yanzhou, and other states and counties close to the border, the price of sending a letter is often higher, as little as seven coins of silver and as much as one or two.

And if it is expedited, it is often ten or even twenty times higher!

"Stinky boy, I've done a lot of homework."

Zhao Chongyuan grinned.

Now I am extremely satisfied that Zhao Ding can say this number so clearly.

Zhao Ding continued: "But if this matter is brought forward by the imperial court, there is no need to be so troublesome, because the mountain bandits dare not do anything to the people of the imperial court, and they can smoothly bring down this price." ”

After all, the day of the great dry is the day of the great dry.

Even after 300 years of serious land annexation, the foundation of the rule has not been shaken, and the majesty of the imperial court is still there.

Ordinary mountain bandits may dare to rob passing caravans, but for the ranks of the imperial court, they still need to carefully weigh the consequences once they intercept and kill the caravans of the imperial court.

"Lord Wang, if the price drops, wouldn't it be unprofitable?"

Xu Jin asked with a frown.

"You are stupid, look at those merchants, which one makes money and sells expensive things, they all win by quantity, if the price of this letter is lowered, then there will be fewer people who send letters?"

Tian Gong rolled his eyes and looked at Xu Jin like an idiot.

Zhao Ding smiled slightly, shook his head, didn't say anything, and continued: "Let's take our Yingtian as an example, there are businessmen living in the capital, and there are no less than 100,000 students, not counting those who work in the capital and beg for a living.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival to think of relatives,

These people live in other places all the year round, and they naturally miss their relatives in their hometowns, and in the past, when they sent a letter, they spent at least two dollars of silver.

If it is farther away, it is even higher.

Therefore, these people who live in other places are often discouraged by this price, and they dare not send letters home at will until they have to.

But what if we reduce the amount of silver to ten cents, or even five cents?

Will those who are shy in their pockets still be able to hold back their thoughts and worries about their families?

The demand is there, it is nothing more than a matter of price, once the price comes down, the demand will inevitably skyrocket.

At that time, the imperial court will not only not make less money, but can accumulate a large amount of money and grain in a short period of time through the way of volume!

And because of the existence of post stations in various places, it can also shorten the time required for correspondence between different places as much as possible, so that there will be more demand invisibly!

And these needs, in the end, will be turned into silver and flow into the pockets of the imperial court! ”

Zhao Ding stood up and looked at everyone present with a smile.

This is just some of the concepts of the postal service in the previous life, it may not be anything in the previous life, it has long been known to everyone, but in this era, it is undoubtedly a big killer!

If the post station can earn silver, then it can be self-sufficient, and there is no longer a need for treasury allocation, and without the need for treasury allocation, a large amount of silver can be saved every year, and these saved silver can benefit other places, so that a conscience cycle is formed.

As Zhao Ding's words fell, for a while, the entire study room fell into silence.

Ye Liancheng, Yang Fu, Tian Gong, Xu Jin and others shrank slightly.

Apparently all thinking about the possibilities.

At present, what Zhao Ding said is only some ideas, and when it comes to the actual implementation, countless details need to be added, and these details are what they, the ministers, need to do!

"Dare to ask His Royal Highness King Yan, although your method is good, how can you ensure that this silver can eventually fall into the pocket of the imperial court?"

After a while, everyone looked at each other, and finally Xu Jin asked.

And this is the most important concern of all people at the moment.

After all, since ancient times, there have been a lot of things that have been greedy for ink, not to mention the release of post stations, which are common to the government and the people.

It's finally time for the most critical time.

Zhao Ding sighed in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "This matter is not simple? ”

After speaking, Zhao Ding walked to Zhao Chongyuan's case: "Father, son, please write a few words." ”

Zhao Chongyuan was listening attentively, pondering the feasibility of Zhao Ding's plan just now, listening to Zhao Ding's words, he couldn't help but raise his head, and asked with a smile: "What to write?" ”

Zhao Ding took out the hard-shell paper prepared in advance from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Please father, you write a post!" ”

"Good!"

Although Zhao Chongyuan didn't understand, he still followed Zhao Ding's words, took out paper and pen, and wrote a big "post" word on the cardboard shell that Zhao Ding took out one by one.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the pen is a dragon and a snake.

Although it is not as good as everyone's work, it has a unique charm.

"Please ask my father again, continue to write, the word "live"! ”

Zhao Ding continued.

After speaking, he took out a piece of cardboard and put it in front of Zhao Chongyuan.

Zhao Chongyuan didn't say anything, and continued to write.

It didn't take long for pieces of paper with the words "post", "housing", "storage" and "food" written on them to appear in front of everyone's eyes.

Zhao Ding picked up the card with the word "post" written on it, and looked at Xu Jin: "What if you stick a letter on the envelope with this object?" ”

Several people were puzzled at first, but they reacted quickly.

"I see."

"Decay understood."

"With this token, pasted on the envelope, all the letters sent by the people, as long as this thing is pasted on it, it can be sent, and then the printing of this thing, and anti-counterfeiting are done by the imperial court, so that if the people send letters, they must need this thing, and at that time, the silver will naturally fall into the pocket of the imperial court!"

I can do this position.

In addition to being able to learn, the brain must also turn fast.

At first, I watched Zhao Ding ask Zhao Chongyuan to write, maybe I didn't understand it, but now I don't understand what Zhao Ding means.

This is equivalent to a silver ticket, as long as the imperial court holds the silver ticket and does a good job of anti-counterfeiting, then it is naturally not worried about the silver that sent the letter to the place.

"Yes, that's exactly what it means."

Zhao Ding nodded with a smile, then picked up the piece of paper and looked at Zhao Chongyuan and said with a smile: "Father, since this thing was written by the father and the emperor for the people to exchange letters, it might as well be called a stamp." ”

Zhao Chongyuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Okay, listen to you, listen to you, it's called a stamp!" ”

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Xu Jin came out of the queue on the spot, and said loudly: "If this thing can really be released in the world, it must be a good story for the ages, and the ministers congratulate Your Majesty, congratulate King Yan, and congratulate Daqian!" ”

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Tian Gong, Ye Liancheng and others also hurriedly followed, slapping their farts wildly.

What Zhao Chongyuan was most disgusted with was sycophancy, but at the moment, he was smiling slightly with his eyebrows and eyes.

The birth of this stamp can not only alleviate the problem of the emptiness of the treasury of his great cadres, but also leave at least two million taels of silver for his great cadres every year, and can also solve the drag of the post station on the imperial court.

It's a triple win!

At the same time, if the silver earned from the stamps can be quickly recouped and profitable, it will also alleviate the problem of the current empty treasury in order to relieve disasters.

Even if it is passed on to future generations in the future, it will be his Zhao Chongyuan's famous achievements in history.

As an emperor, there is money, there is power, and what is pictured is nothing more than a name!

Can leave a heavy mark in the history, future generations will see stamps will think of him Zhao Chongyuan, why not do it?

"I don't know, how does the prince plan to set the price?"

The sycophant retreated, and Xu Jin asked again.

"Since this is for the people, it is naturally not expensive, a penny of five cents."

"This ....."

To be honest, a little little.

But Zhao Ding disagreed, "Although these five cents are not much, and the price charged by those caravans is very different, but you don't underestimate these five cents, my Daqian has jurisdiction over Kyushu, and there are more than 30 million households under his jurisdiction, and there are not many daily correspondence in Kyushu."

Especially in the current situation where correspondence is relatively expensive, if the market is completely opened at a low price.

How many letters will come from this daily play?

On the one hand, the exchange of letters is one thing, and on the other hand, after the exchange of letters is convenient, the exchange of information in various places will be smooth, and how many business opportunities will be born in this?

How much profit will there be from the caravans and mailings?

Don't just look at the present, you can take a long-term view.

As long as the silver rotates in the market, how much commercial tax can be generated in it? ”

"Shhh

It's good that several ministers didn't listen to the word business tax, but when they heard the word business tax, they immediately gasped.

In the whole world, apart from the rich men of these scholars, who else is the richest?

That's the merchants, of course.

If the commercial tax of these merchants can also be collected, it is tantamount to opening another source for the big cadres!

"Good, good, good!"

Zhao Chongyuan said three good words in a row, Zhongzheng's resolute face was full of smiles, and he clapped his hands again and again, and his eyes showed unprecedented excitement.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

He, the emperor, really understands it too well.

In the past, whenever he wanted to do something, the household department always said two words to him: no money.

Even this Linyi snow disaster, he still took out the silver from the inner treasury of the royal family, otherwise the court would not have any silver for disaster relief.

But if the commercial tax is collected, the money for the post stamps will be collected.

Then, in a few years, the treasury of the Great Cadres will inevitably be full again.

"Father, my son has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not."

Zhao Ding grinned and rubbed his hands a little embarrassed.

"Say it, what can't you say."

Zhao Chongyuan is in a good mood at the moment, and he will naturally not obstruct Zhao Ding's words.

"That's right, Lord Yan, you said, let's listen."

It seems that he has seen Zhao Ding's ghost have a lot of ideas, and at this moment Xu Jin also said excitedly.

The treasury is rich, and he is easy to do as a household secretary.

In the past, I didn't have the money to search around, and I offended people everywhere, and I made myself angry.

Now it is rare to see the opportunity to see the treasury full, and naturally the more the merrier!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to ask, do you dare to be interested in the Mobao of your father?"

Zhao Ding asked with a bow to the few people present.

"That's naturally interested, Your Majesty's Mobao, I don't know how many people want to ask for it."

Tian Gong thought about it.

He didn't mean to flatter it.

But Zhao Chongyuan is the current Qianhuang, the master of the entire great Qian, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the father of the monarch, and he dare not say it elsewhere, but in the eyes of these scholars who are deeply influenced by Confucianism.

That Zhao Chongyuan is undoubtedly heaven and earth!

Don't say it's Mobao.

It is Zhao Chongyuan's used things, and if they fall to the outside world, they will be taken home by countless people for offerings, and they dare not have the slightest blasphemy.

"What do you think, boy?"

Zhao Chongyuan squinted at Zhao Ding and asked.

Vaguely, he seemed to smell a hint of bad qi.

"Father, don't worry."

Zhao Ding soothed, then looked at the ministers present and continued to ask: "Dare to ask your lords, do you like the ink treasure of the famous family?"

For example, Kong Lingda of the Northern Liang is a great Confucian ink treasure?"

"Isn't Lord Yan saying jokes again? Kong father and son are famous Confucians in the Five Kingdoms, and we are naturally happy about the ink treasures of such characters, not to mention us, even if it is those scholars. ”

Xu Jin looked at Zhao Ding with a hellish expression.

"Good!"

Zhao Dingyi clapped his hands, stretched out his hand and picked up the words "post", "residence", "food" and "storage" written by Zhao Chongyuan himself from the table just now, and put them in front of Xu Jin, Tian Gong, Yang Fu, and Ye Liancheng and said: "In this case, this king still has an idea, that is, to take down these stamps written by my father and the emperor himself, and hand them over to the royal printing room for printing, each of which only prints 999 copies, and one more is not printed, and only one hundred pieces are released every year, which will be distributed in nine years, how about you?" ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Ding raised his eyebrows and looked at the ministers present.

Hunger marketing may have been used badly in the previous life, but it is definitely a killer move in this life!

Not to mention that the writer of these bills is still Zhao Chongyuan, the current majesty of the great cadre.

Once outflow.

Not to mention what will happen to the people?

But those gentry who don't have to worry about eating and drinking at home, and who have some spare money and like to be vassals and elegant, will inevitably pursue it madly.

This is probably the earliest star effect....

Zhao Ding secretly laughed in his heart.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Xu Jin clapped his hands and said yes, looking excited.

"Lord Yan can do this!"

Tian Gong also laughed.

Even Yang Fu, who had been touching the fish, couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced at Zhao Ding at this moment.

"And not only my father and the emperor have to write, but also your ministers."

However, at this moment, Zhao Ding suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the few people present.

These people are high-ranking officials of the Great Cadres, and it is not bad.

But no matter which one of them is, they are all famous Confucians, and even if they are not Confucians, with their respective official positions, there will be countless people who want to pat their ass for their Mobao!

Yang Fu: "......"

Ye Liancheng: "......"

Tian Gong: "......"

Xu Jin: "......"