Chapter 771 You have Zhang Liangji, I have a wall ladder
Why do you say the old saying? He really comes whatever he is afraid of! It turns out that Zhang Xiaochun has been quiet all the time, but in fact he is not accepting his fate. He is just accumulating strength for a certain moment of explosion.≧,
In fact, Zhang Xiaochun gave Wen Huanzhang the feeling that Qiu Xiao was the first to meet. He was a capable and ambitious scholar. However, Qiu Xiao was a piece of uncensored jade, with edges and corners all over his body, and had not yet adapted to the tumultuous officialdom of the Song Dynasty. But Zhang Xiaochun was different. He was young and strong and had become a general minister. Although he regarded himself as a good minister, his relationship with the treacherous party was not as tense as he imagined. He was obviously a person who knew what he was doing and what he wanted to do.
If he wanted to contradict Wang Lun at this time to show his integrity, Wen Huanzhang couldn't help but sigh, why can such a talent who is proficient in government affairs be used by Liangshan?
"Lord, before Judge Zhang Tong came here, he felt a cold and the fever had not subsided! I think it would be better to wait until his illness is cured before listening to good words!" Wen Huanzhang suddenly stood up to stop Zhang Xiaochun's words, and at the same time he looked at the two county magistrates under him, and before the situation was out of control, he "invite" Zhang Xiaochun.
Just before Tian Zhi hesitated, Feng Xi smiled and blocked between Zhang Xiaochun and Wang Lun, and said loudly: "President Tong's illness has not been cured, so it is better to go down and rest. Don't let the prefect down! Come on, County Magistrate Tian, help the leader!"
Feng Xi called out the name, and it would be bad if Tian Zhi didn't move anymore. He suddenly seemed to have come back to his senses and responded anxiously. Just when he was about to leave the table, he suddenly heard a "pop" sound. It turned out that there was a slim tea cup in front of Tian Zhi's case. Tian Zhi said "ah" and quickly said rudely, leaving Feng Xi to ignore it, and instead leaned over and packed up the fragments in trivial way.
This scene fell into Zhang Xiaochun's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel dark. It seemed that neither of these two county magistrates were fuel-efficient lamps, one was as slippery as water, and the other was as steady as a mountain. Especially when "unintentioned" knocked the teacup, even Wen Huanzhang told him not to move. It seemed that Chen Wenzhao had invited a good staff member.
But these ideas are just conditioned reflexes developed in many years of official career. They were instantly abandoned by Zhang Xiaochun. He knew very well what he wanted to do. How could he give up the opportunity he had finally obtained? He said at the moment: "Zhang has not yet retreated from the fever, but his spiritual sense is still clear. Thank you for the kindness of the prefect. But the strategy of calming the people will move the whole body. Although the heart of the lord is beyond words, Zhang still feels that it has not been finished when he hears it!"
Zhang Xiaochun was still sensible. Wen Huanzhang said that he had a fever and he didn't defend himself, but he refused to retreat just like that. Although Wen Huanzhang heard something unusual in his words, he was worried that this person would deliberately ambush him. He sighed in his heart and advised: "People must retain a useful body so that they can take on important responsibilities in the future. Judge Zhang Tong has good strategies and is not in a hurry for this moment!"
The four men played the puzzle. Wang Lun kept watching the fighter's striker and never expressed his opinion. But there were no one present at the scene. Cao Shenjun, a new worker in the Protectorate's Office who had arrived in Seoul, said with a smile. "If someone has something to say, let him say it. Why are there so many false tricks in front of his brother? Wen Taishou is too careful!"
Wen Huanzhang smiled bitterly, just as he was about to say something again. Suddenly, Wang Lun said, "Mr. Zhang, please say it directly! I wonder what the meaning is not finished?"
Zhang Xiaochun was waiting for Wang Lun's words. Feng Xi, who was embarrassed, flashed by, and said, "I just heard what you said. Isn't Liangshan short of money now?"
Xiao Jiasui was quite interested in this question, but when Zhang Xiaochun looked at him, he did not agree. However, Wang Lun spoke at this time, "How about you not having money, so what if you don't have money?"
"The Li family has been powerful ministers for generations, and Seoul is the capital of another country. I think there are a lot of Liangshan seized them! But in my opinion, Liangshan seems to be quite rich, but in fact he is short of money!"
As soon as the conversation was opened, Zhang Xiaochun talked without waiting for everyone to react: "There must be a property in the department store where the store is gathered. Gold and silver are heavy, and it is stuck in the flowing cloth; millet and silk are used, and it is excessive in wet and thin; those who value the price and profit traders are the only money?"
"I said Liangshan is not short of money, and gold and silver seized in the mansion will definitely be piled up like a mountain. But I said Liangshan is short of money, which is actually a thing that is closely related to the lives of the people: copper coins. It is said that small money is not available, department stores are not prosperous. Department stores are not prosperous, and the market is not prosperous. The market is depressed, so why should the people be at peace? I heard that the Goryeo Kingdom Ming had a drop in the bucket, which was useless. The indigenous people here were used to the suffering of the people, but they did not know the convenience of small money. But the leader of the king immigrated heavily in the Song Dynasty, so why didn't the immigrants know the benefits of small money? Do they want them to retreat to the era when they were bartered?"
As soon as Zhang Xiaochun said this, Wen Huanzhang was very pleased and finally concluded that he was not here to make trouble. He smiled and said, "Yongxi is indeed a person who is proficient in government affairs. I wonder what good advice is to deal with the situation in the current Peninsula?"
Zhang Xiaochun refused to refuse when he saw this. He bowed to Wen Huanzhang and then said to everyone in the hall:
"Cast coins! We mint coins ourselves! Since ancient times, the offerings offered to the sect leader of Goryeo have been gold, silver and bronze. During the reign of Emperor Shizong of Zhou, Han Yanqing, the Minister of the Water Department, sent thousands of pieces of copper in the market to cast coins in Goryeo. Later, Wang Zhao, the Goryeo Guangzong, sent an envoy to pay 50,000 kilograms of brass. I wandered on the streets of Seoul and found that there were many copper bowls among the indigenous people. It also shows that copper is a specialty here and is not uncommon. With such conditions, why don't we mint coins by ourselves? First, it can increase the income of the Protectorate, and second, it can alleviate the dilemma of lack of copper coins on the market!"
Zhang Xiaochun's words aroused the interest of most people. Tang Long was the newly promoted worker of the Protectorate, and his coin was considered his business scope. He was a little itchy and said, "Gory's copper production is not sufficient in the market, which must be due to backward craftsmanship. Even if we capture a complete set of craftsmen, we can only repeat the old things in the small country. I dare to ask Zhang Tong, you are a great man who has been a prefect. I don't know how to mint coins in the Song Dynasty, and can you be proficient in one or two?"
Tang Long was also anxious to seek medical treatment. Scholars looked down on craftsmen were not an inherent concept formed overnight. Moreover, Zhang Xiaochun was not an ordinary scholar, but a successful scholar who could brag about his descendants in the family tree. How could he learn such a cheap karma?
However, Zhang Xiaochun did not see any anger at all for this offensive topic, but said calmly: "I don't know how to do it!"
Seeing Tang Long's face looking disappointed, Zhang Xiaochun showed an undetectable smile on his lips, and then he said, "For specialized things, there must be people who are specialized. Everyone, although Xiaoke can't mint coins, there must be many people who are proficient in minting coins in the 16 copper coin prisons in the Song Dynasty. As far as I know, the Liyang prison in Weizhou is less than 400 miles away from Liangshanpo, and the Shenquan prison in Muzhou is in the southeast. The leader of the king is in Hebei and has great magical powers in the southeast. This little thing should not be difficult for you!"
Wen Huanzhang was shocked when he heard this. Zhang Xiaochun was handing over a letter of fame! He, a former prefect of the court, actually instigated bandits to rob the imperial court's money surveillance, which sounded incredible! I have to say that his step was really big, and he was completely indifferent to the cost and cut off his own way of retreat.
After this move, Wen Huanzhang felt a little different when he looked at Zhang Xiaochun again. Although this person seemed to be a timely helper for Liangshan, his senses in Wen Huanzhang's heart were far inferior to Qiu Ke and Chen Wenzhao. Wen Huanzhang felt a little disappointed at the moment. No wonder Wang Lun was willing to wait for Qiu Ke's change very patiently, but he was guarding against this person like a thief. It seems that the most experienced person in Liangshanpo is definitely not a false reputation!
Although Wen Huanzhang's opinion of this person suddenly became a little subversive, most of the leaders present had already recognized Zhang Xiaochun, so Tang Long praised him. Zhang Xiaochun also poured out his rough method of casting money. Tang Long nodded repeatedly: "Isn't there a ready-made saint in the village carving mother's money? Jin Dajian was so idle in the village that his bones hurt. I asked him to do this, but it's not enough to pick it up? Brother, what do you think?"
Tang Long's words made all the attention present focus on Wang Lun, who had not expressed his opinion for a long time. Zhang Xiaochun also looked nervously, but after experiencing the ups and downs of the officialdom, he had practiced without any impatience on his face. Instead, he looked calm and calm, "I have accepted the letter of fame, will you accept it?"
His fingers hit the back of the chair rhythmically, and the sharp light in Wang Lun's eyes seemed to pierce Zhang Xiaochun's disguise. If nothing unexpected happened, he would have known that it would be a matter of time before Zhang Xiaochun served as the most powerful Liangshan in the world. But seeing that he was so anxious, he immediately thought of the principle that everything was abnormal and became a demon. It seemed that this person had made a lot of plans!
When Zhang Xiaochun faced Wang Lun's gaze, he was calm and at ease. It was just a loss of craftsmen for the Song Dynasty. Besides, he was very happy to see Liangshan minting money. The reason was that it was his unspeakable secret.
"The Protectorate and Seoul Mansion are responsible for the minting of money. The Protectorate's Mansion is specifically involved in the work of the Protectorate's Mansion. The Seoul Mansion is responsible for the location selection and other external matters, so the Protectorate's Mansion will be responsible for the responsibility of the subject!" Wang Lun pondered for a moment and finally took the slap.
It is said that the clever scammers usually have nine out of ten sentences. Since Zhang Xiaochun is likely to be more true than anyone else for the sake of the "fake" at that critical moment, it can be inferred that the diligence that this person pretends to be able to fill the lack of staff in Liangshanpo in government affairs. In this case, why don't such a "talent" who will work hard for the stability and prosperity of Seoul? As for the final fake, Wang Lun couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"The officials still have something to ask for! You all know that there is a prefect Wen in Seoul's prefect, and two officials Feng and Tian are in the formation. It seems that minting money is not something that can be done in a short period of time... The officials are not shirking the responsibility, but really want to do something that is beneficial to people's livelihood. I heard that there are no county magistrates in Seoul's jurisdiction yet. It is better to take advantage of this space and the officials are willing to go to any county to work as a part-time job, which is worse than eating all day in Seoul!" Sure enough, after Wang Lun expressed his intention to accept it, Zhang Xiaochun immediately made a request.
When Wang Lun saw this, his face suddenly became bright and said happily: "This is the best! How difficult is this small county to stump Lord Zhang? Just Qing County, it is closest to Zhenfan County, which is convenient for accepting my immigrants to the Song Dynasty!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!