Song Beiyun

"What do you mean... the bottom line?" Ruibao blinked: "This tax is too high, it's almost [-]%..."

"Don't worry about this, what we want is food, not money. Money is waste in the end, and food is the treasure! And this bottom line is a bonus for them." Song Beiyun explained: "The most feared thing for businessmen is losing money. I used to According to observation, whether it is silk, cloth or grain, pork and mutton, about [-] to [-]% of those merchants are going to be thrown into their hands. Their losses are all counted in, and now we let them pay taxes and give them the bottom line. It means that you and your father will carry all the things that cannot be sold, in fact, in other words, we use the taxes they pay to buy their things."

Song Beiyun took a deep breath, and continued: "These people are very smart, they won't suffer losses, and even make some money!"

Jin Ling'er quickly took the abacus and slapped it in a circle: "Wow...it's really profitable. Then we're losing money, aren't we?"

"Money! You have to spend it. What's the use of the money that can't be spent? The money has to be circulated. They make money, and we make food. Finances are not afraid of losses. You just spend the money and it's over. The money can't be spent at the end of the year." Just build bridges and pave roads, and help people in disasters! Anyway, no spare money is allowed in the treasury." Song Beiyun rubbed his nose: "If all goes well, four 10,000+ victims will make your Luzhou capital flourish next year."

"Why?"

"You started again." Song Beiyun smiled and looked at Jin Ling'er and said, "If you ask why again, just give me a kiss."

A Qiao next to her suddenly turned her head to look at Song Beiyun, her eyes full of horror.

But the next moment, what she saw completely overturned her weak three views, Ruibao suddenly hugged Song Beiyun like this, kissed him four or five times, and asked with a smile: "Is that enough? good brother?"

"Hey... are you serious?" Song Beiyun pushed her away: "Okay, I'm afraid of you."

And Yusheng, who was eating together, sat there watching his nose and nose, concentrating on eating, and didn't care about the scene in front of him at all. It was only after Ruibao went too far that he coughed: "Your Highness, please respect yourself. If you let outsiders see, Bei Cloud is in big trouble."

"Brother Yusheng, there are no outsiders here." Ruibao said with a smile: "Let's talk about it, my good brother usually..."

"Cough!" Song Beiyun coughed loudly: "Now, many people think that the refugees are a burden and a drag, but in fact...the large number of people represents the demographic dividend. After all the victims and refugees have settled down, they will start to look like spring. The seeds generally take root and germinate, and then become lush before summer until the sun is covered."

"Good brother, you are so talented, you might as well marry into the palace, okay?"

"Are you a kid?" Song Beiyun laughed and said, "Anyway, you're also called Qiaoqiao and elder sister."

Ruibao lowered his head and didn't speak any more. It's impossible for the most honorable princess in Song Dynasty to be a little girl. The problem, but the face of the royal family, the face of King Fu, the face of the court, and the etiquette of the clan are all there. She is not only Jin Ling'er who can do whatever she wants, but also the first princess of the Song Dynasty.

"Good brother... I'll go back now."

Ruibao got up as if being poured with cold water, and got up like an eggplant beaten by frost: "Father will be back early tomorrow morning, I will go back and think about what my good brother said."

Song Beiyun didn't stop her, but stood up and said, "I'll see you off."

"Ah."

The two came to the door one after the other, Ruibao suddenly turned his head and hugged Song Beiyun: "Good brother, I don't want to go back..."

"Why?"

"Whether it's a princess or a princess, it's not as comfortable as being a golden bell. Last night I dreamed that I was lying on the table and being a good brother..." Ruibao pouted and said with aggrieved face: "But it's just thinking about it." Forget it, after leaving this door, I will be Princess Ruibao."

Song Beiyun patted her on the head: "It's like this to be born in the emperor's family, and what's wrong with me, you've only known me for a few days and it's like this?"

"It's good if it's good! Anywhere is good!" Ruibao stomped his feet: "It doesn't matter, it's good."

"Okay, okay, okay." Song Beiyun rubbed her face: "You go back and bring today's words to His Highness Fu Wang, and then contact Xu Li to let him go back quickly to collect supplies, and then organize a group of people to go to the capital to sweep the goods."

"Yeah." Ruibao stood on tiptoe and wanted to kiss Song Beiyun, but just as he was about to lean up to him, he retreated quietly: "Good brother, then I'm leaving."

Song Beiyun smiled and leaned down to kiss her on the forehead: "I will reward you."

"Ha!" Ruibao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand to pinch Song Beiyun's nose: "You are so courageous, there are not many people in the world who can reward me."

"Then do you want it?"

"A few more rewards...Master." Ruibao raised his small face and looked at Song Beiyun expectantly: "A few more, a few more."

"No, you can't give too much at once, save it for next time." Song Beiyun flicked her earlobe: "Go back first."

On the second day after Ruibao returned, the entire Luzhou City suddenly started to run at high speed, caravans and caravans rolled towards the capital, and the new tax rate was also posted at noon. Ma Ze went straight to Jiangxi from Luzhou City.

Fu Wang sat in front of the counter in the afternoon, frowning as he watched the complete plan and plan Jin Linger handed over, and after a few glances, he raised his head to look at his daughter opposite, with disbelief in his eyes.

"Uncle Tai Wang! Look at my father...it's been so long and he hasn't spoken yet." Jin Ling'er stomped her feet anxiously: "It's terribly frightening, the disaster victims will come in a few days!"

King Tai laughed: "Jin Ling'er is not in a hurry, your father is also worried."

"Who gave you this idea?" Fu Wang finally couldn't help asking: "You let him come and meet me."

"It's me, it's me, there's no one else!"

"Hahahaha..." King Tai clapped his hands and laughed, "Little Jinling, my dear, if you are capable like this, your father and king will rebel right now and let you ascend the throne and become emperor."

King Fu rolled his eyes: "Brother Wang...don't talk nonsense in front of the child."

"Haha, that's what you mean." King Tai got up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "Jin Ling'er, you know that your father and I have been worrying about this matter for several days, and I didn't expect to be ordered by you in this letter." Clearly, tell me, who is behind your back to give you a trick. This is comparable to Crouching Dragon in the Three Kingdoms period. This kind of talent is just helping you, which is a bit of a waste."

"It's me! No one else!!!" Jin Ling'er was upset: "Father, uncle, you don't believe me!!!"

Chapter 81, May 5

Overnight, food prices in Jinling City suddenly began to skyrocket. No matter whether it was rice, flour, millet eaten by people or bran grains eaten by livestock, in short, as long as it was related to food, the prices of things were going up crazily. City situation.

Seeing that there was an opportunity, those big merchants put almost all the grain in their warehouses into the market when the price was high. From the opening of the market in the morning to the closing of the market in the evening, there were nearly 300 million shi of grain and nearly 700 million shi of grain. Fuzi was transported out of Jinling City.

And so far, no one has found anything wrong, and everyone is doing business happily.But from the second day onwards, many people began to realize that something was wrong, because the food in Jinling City was being transported out of the city like being moved by ants, and this time the price of food in Jinling City also began to soar. Many warehouses were emptied, and there were even situations where grain was purchased at high prices but there was no grain to harvest.

"Officials! It's not good, official!!!"

Zhao Xing, who had just eaten breakfast, was just about to get ready for the rest, but was disturbed by a burst of noise.

"Zhao Qing, why are you in such a hurry?"

"The government is in trouble." Zhao Lang buried his head and rushed in front of Zhao Xing: "Princess Ruibao bought food in a large amount in Jinling City. She wanted everything, including rice and flour. She even took what the animals ate. Now Jinling There is no food available in the city."

Zhao Xing frowned: "What? No grain available? No grain available for tens of millions of stones?"

"According to the spies, Princess Ruibao has invested nearly 200 million guan, collecting food everywhere, Jiangxi Road and Jinling City." Zhao Lang said with a mournful face: "Only in Jinling City, more than 700 million guan has been invested, and the usual money is two stones or eight grains. Stone bran, counting the premium... these 700 million can empty out the seven large warehouses on the market!"

Zhao Xing still frowned, leaning on the chair: "So much food..."

"Officials, if these grains fall into the hands of the rebels, it will be a serious disaster."

When Zhao Xing heard this, a smile appeared on his face: "Zhao Qing, do you mean that you are worried about King Fu's rebellion?"

Zhao Lang fell to his knees on the ground with a common sound, and kowtowed to the end: "The Holy Majesty calm down, I'm just worried about this country!"

Zhao Xing was not in a hurry to refute, but just got up and paced in the side hall with his hands behind his back, and after walking around, "Zhao Qing, tell me, I don't have any land to raise horses in Song Dynasty, so why did Ruibao buy so many horses?" Bran and chaff?"

Zhao Lang lay on the ground, murmured for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "Mix rice with bran!"

Hearing these four words, Zhao Xing let out a long breath: "It's not easy for her."

"Officials, ministers don't understand what it means."

Zhao Xing shook his head and said, "What is the price of rice mixed with bran?"

"It's no different from bran." After Zhao Lang finished speaking, he straightened up suddenly: "She wants to feed the disaster victims with rice!? This is the crime of deceiving the emperor, Princess Ruibao..."

"Deceitful king..." Zhao Xing sighed: "The country is almost gone, what's the use of this face. Alright, go call the Minister of the Household Department, open the warehouse to release the grain, and throw the grain from the official warehouse. As for This grain merchant can eat as much grain as Ruibao can eat, but you agree with her not to move the grain in the official warehouse, Jinling City also has to live. Send a letter to other state capitals, and all the official warehouses will be opened Cang, I can't do enough."

"Officials...Your Majesty!"

Zhao Lang bowed his head again: "This shakes the foundation of the country!"

"This is Crossing Tribulation, more than [-] disaster victims... Hey, Zhao Qing." Zhao Xing turned to look at Zhao Lang with a smile.

"The minister is here."

"When I was a prince, I encountered a plague of locusts. Wherever the overwhelming locusts went, there was no grass growing. I have seen Yizi eat with my own eyes, and I have seen people cooked in stone cauldrons. Who ate people? Is it a beast? Is it a disaster victim? ! And who are the disaster victims? People, they are the people of the Great Song Dynasty. Everyone in the world knows that I have been wronged, but I have not rebelled so far despite the difficulties, do you know why?"

Zhao Lang shook his head lightly: "I don't know."

"Because I'm doing my best to let my people eat, so that they don't drink hair and blood. No matter how difficult it is, I can make them live like human beings. I want to be a wise king. There are many people in the world who will be the ones, so why should I go?" Stop? Some people protect the country, why do some people always want to harm the country?" Zhao Xing walked up to Zhao Lang and gently pressed Zhao Lang's eyebrows with his fingers: "Doing things for people and administering for officials, the conscience of heaven and earth."

The cold sweat on Zhao Lang's back had already drenched his shirt. The meaning of Zhao Xing's words just now was already obvious, that is to ask him not to interfere, if he becomes a wrongdoer...

For the first time, he felt that the very talkative little emperor in front of him was a little tiger, but a tiger was a tiger after all, with a king written on his forehead and eating meat.

"I will do as I please, and I hope the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe."

Zhao Xing clapped his hands and laughed, "Look north."

"My Emperor Shengming."

After Zhao Lang retreated, Zhao Xing raised his hand: "Wang Banban."

"The old slave is here." A gloomy old eunuch appeared in front of Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing sat on the desk, and after a moment of silence he said: "Wang Banban, please go to Luzhou City yourself, and talk to King Fu, and tell Ruibao not to go too far, her brother is also going to live. "

"Yes, the old slave takes orders."

After receiving the order, the old eunuch sighed: "Official, you are in trouble."

"Wang Banban, you have taken care of me since I was a child. Although you are a master and servant, you are also a teacher and a friend. I have to say something to you. It is difficult, so what should I do? I am the son of the world, I can eat, drink and have fun, the sky is falling It can't fall on my head. But now, I am the emperor, I have to take it up. By the way, what's the latest move with the empress dowager's relatives?"

"They don't dare to touch His Royal Highness Fu Wang yet, but..."

"Don't panic." Zhao Xing sat on the seat: "Uncle Fu Wang has his own way. By the way, Wang Banban, after you were rescued by that boy last time, can you thank him?"

The old eunuch smiled and said: "Officials, this time, I'm afraid I'm going to pick up a treasure for Da Song and come back."

"Oh? What?"

The old eunuch shook his head and said: "Princess Ruibao has been getting close to that boy these days, and every time she comes out of that boy's house, she will come up with tricks. This is not the ability of Her Royal Highness, even His Royal Highness Fu Wang may There is no such unconscionable flexibility.”

"That's so good, hahaha! I heard that my sister Rou'er was also with that person..."

Thinking that his younger sisters were all ambiguous with the same person, Zhao Xing gasped: "This grandson..."

The old eunuch pursed his lips and laughed: "Official, isn't this kind of thing just what you want?"

"Wait for him to get a good name." Zhao Xing said with his hands behind his back, "I don't have many people under my command, now I see, whether he marries Ruibao or Sister Rou is the best ending."

"On the other side of Zhao Lang, you can stop by to appease, don't let those old things come to force the palace." Zhao Xing couldn't calm down when he mentioned this matter: "There will always be a day when the power is in hand, and I want to let those dogs Things know my methods."

At this very moment, Song Beiyun was sitting by the Fei River, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and next to him was a sheep girl who was peeling and roasting chestnuts.

"Brother, why did you ask me to help you all of a sudden?"

"Why? Not happy?" Song Beiyun looked at the calm water quietly: "Of course I have orders to let you come. You have been familiar with those gangsters in the past two days, right?"

"Well, more or less."

"In a few more days, we will pick a few people who are ruthless and thoughtful. Then I will treat you like little officials."

"Huh?" Yang Niu'er widened her eyes and said excitedly, "Brother, why is that?"

"What do you think you can do?" Song Beiyun slapped him across the face: "Just listen to my arrangement."

To be honest, Yang Niuer is really useless. She is not smart enough or clever enough. She is aggressive and ruthless, but it is a set of things. It is not good for society to put this kind of person in the society. Yes, but he is loyal, like a Tibetan mastiff.

"Brother, can you ask me for a wife?"

"You are promising!" Song Beiyun almost didn't come up in one breath: "Give me something!"

"But brother, you have so much, you are Qiaoqiao's sister-in-law, you are the head of the house, you are the Huiming girl, and..." Yang Niu'er turned her head and looked at the barbecue grill that was not far away with Qiaoqiao. The No. [-] Chicken King in the world for grilled fish said: "There are still such fairies, but I have nothing."

"Your mother... don't talk nonsense."

Yang Niu'er swallowed her saliva, and said with a sneer: "My brother scolded me, my brother never scolded people in the past, so you are guilty of a guilty conscience."

"I..." Song Beiyun was so angry that he grinned, "You bastard..."

While the two brothers were chatting here and there, Miao Yan walked over waddlingly, moved a small mat and sat beside Song Beiyun: "Old Cousin, when are you making hot pot? I heard you are making hot pot bottoms." Is it expected?"

"It's short of butter now, I can't get it. I'm really convinced. It's more difficult to get some butter in Luzhou than TNT."

"Hahaha, all right, all right, I'll wait for your good news." Miao Yan put one hand on his chin: "You're a scumbag, you're pretty good, even the princess is docile, you're amazing, brother."

"What should I do? Who wouldn't like me." Song Beiyun sighed, "Hey...sometimes I'm quite distressed."

"Smelly shameless." Miao Yan rolled his eyes at him, got up and said, "I'm going to grill fish, I haven't had BBQ in a long time, I want to have a good time today."

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun grabbed her arm: "Sit down, sit down, and tell me what the consequences might be if we do this now."

Miao Yan thought for a while: "In fact, it mainly depends on the emperor's attitude. If he is a fool, the order to stop will come down tonight. If he is not a fool, he will acquiesce in this behavior. If he is still a fool A wise emperor, he will stop your crazy acquisitions while opening warehouses to release grain."

"So, just wait."

"Yes." Miao Yan nodded and said: "After the victims arrive, if we can pass this hurdle, our plan can be gradually launched. I am quite looking forward to it."

Chapter 82: On May 5th, the rain is safe and the earth is full of benevolence, so I can love

A total of more than 30 disaster victims in Jiangling Mansion, Changde Mansion, and Xiangyang Mansion, together with [-] victims in Kaifeng and other places, are walking on the road mightily.

They were haggard, sallow and thin, but they walked in a hurry. There was no other reason, but they heard that they would stutter when they went outside the Luzhou mansion.

Compared with them, the refugees and victims gathered outside Luzhou Mansion seem much happier. In the past few days, they have been cooking and eating every day, and there are still many doctors who wander among the refugees and give medicines and medicines. With the support of the Princess Fund, many skilled refugees have been gathered together, building houses, leveling fields, sewing, making clothes, etc. Although it is hard work, the daily rice and salt are enough. In the evening, you can also drink a bowl of soup made from lard.Coupled with the wages of three or five big children every day, this is already a great gift to these disaster victims who have completely lost hope before.