Chapter 137 Whoever has the money is his

When Xu Wu wanted to return to the mansion, the people from the Secret Spy Division came back faster than him.

They didn't think as much nonsense as Xu Wu thought, they went to other places in Jingcaokou, killed people when they met, and didn't talk to anyone until they were terrified of killing these people.

Conversations in such situations generally go well.

However, killing was inevitable, and it was inevitable that the people on the Cao Yun would be purged.

Xu Wuxiang always thought that his political methods were very mature, but he didn't expect that in the end, he still had to use the means of robbers.

He thinks he's failed.

The huge capital is not angry at all.

The people of this city live only on instinct.

Some streets seem to have a bustling shadow, but it is only the people, not the hearts of the people who are bustling.

Li Dingguo asked 50,000 people to dig a horizontal canal, which was obviously to help Xu Wuxiang.

Therefore, Xu Wuxiang quickly selected 50,000 people and ordered them to go to Shanhaiguan to work.

When these people leave the capital, they will inevitably have a life-and-death parting with their families.

Seeing the painful appearance of these people, even Xu Wuxiang began to doubt whether he was doing this right.

The food in the capital couldn't support so many people, so Xu Wuxiang finally gritted his teeth and escorted these people to Shanhaiguan.

After this, he was surprised to find that his authority in the capital had been greatly improved, and when he arranged for these people to do the work of restoring the city, the people seemed more submissive.

A normal sun began to rise on the Zhengyang Gate.

On the stargazing platform, those lost astronomical instruments once again shone in the sun.

The bronze bell on the bell tower has been recast, and the giant drum on the drum tower has also been skinned, and when the first day of July arrives, the morning bell and dusk drum ring again in the capital after four months.

The bells and drums seemed to wake up the hearts of the people of the capital and drag them out of the fog.

The bell and drum represent a kind of order, indicating that the suffering has passed and a new life is about to begin.

Every day, the grain that was brought to the capital from all over the world would enter the city from the city gate in the early morning, and people watched as the long-lost grain began to enter the 227 grain stores set by the prefect.

Not only grain was brought in, but also large quantities of salt, tea, and cloth.

With these things, people can survive......

It has been four months since Liang Ying came to the capital, and she was one of the first Lantian Fumin officials to enter the capital with the army.

After spending a long time with the princess, she is no longer suitable to work in the secret spy department, which seems to be very in line with Liang Ying's mind, she likes to deal with real people, and hates to use false thoughts to intrigue with people.

Deceiving others is also a disservice to oneself many times.

Today, she is going to the house of an old scholar under Zhengyangmen to persuade him to reopen the private school, Lantian has subsidies for private schools, even if the current students can't afford to pay the shackles, just the subsidies distributed by Lantian can make the old scholar's life guaranteed.

It was not the first time she had gone to the old scholar's house to persuade her, and every time she went, the old gentleman looked at the sky without saying a word, his messy white hair, and thin body looked extremely small under the blue sky and white clouds.

He wasn't so small, but because he was so slumped and his neck was so bent that people couldn't really look at him taller.

There was only one old woman in the old pedant's house, and a little boy who looked very spiritual.

Liang Ying knocked on the door again and entered, and the old gentleman gave her a rare look and said, "Is there anyone still willing to study these days?" ”

Liang Ying said with a smile: "If people don't learn, they are not as good as pigs." ”

The old gentleman nodded and said, "A person who can't even write his name is not a person." ”

Liang Ying took out an egg from his sleeve and handed it to the little boy who had been waiting for him for a long time and said, "Bear with me, when the Cao Yun is opened, a large number of supplies from outside have entered Beijing, I will invite you to eat cake." ”

The little boy looked at Liang Ying and said, "What is a cake?" ”

Liang Ying took a sip of saliva and said: "That's the most delicious thing in the world, a bite is like biting on a cloud, and the sweet smell can envelop you for several days, yes, don't say it, I'm drooling." ”

Looking at the little grandson's fascinated face, the sad look on the old gentleman's face disappeared a little, and he said to Liang Ying: "Now, does the new majesty really think that it is useful to read people?" ”

Liang Ying said with a smile: "Your Majesty's emphasis on reading is far greater than that of the previous dynasty, and he often said that people who do not study is a disease that needs to be treated, and even needs to be forcibly treated."

As far as the little girl is concerned, she was enlightened at the age of six, entered the lower courtyard of Yushan Academy at the age of eight, studied day and night for eight years, and experienced two years before being sent out as an official. ”

The old gentleman shook his head and said, "Can a woman be an official?" ”

Liang Ying didn't bother to explain to the group of turtles in the capital for a long time, and said with a smile: "Yes, I shouldn't be an official, but there are too few scholars in Guanzhong, and Your Majesty is not a well-educated person, so a little woman like me has no choice but to show up as an official."

At least, it's better than finding a Bai Ding or a martial artist to be a civil official. ”

The old gentleman nodded heavily, and seriously agreed with Liang Ying's words.

"Havoc, ......"

Looking at the old gentleman's tearful appearance, Liang Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the floodgates of emotions are opened, everything will be easy to do.

When Liang Ying left the old man's house, her eyes were as red as rabbits, and the old man's family was so miserable that she cried all morning after listening to the old man's complaints.

However, the result was very good, and this extremely square old gentleman finally agreed to open the museum.

Seriously, in a small environment, the reader still has the right to speak.

For example, this old gentleman named Liu Jing, his behavior will affect a large group of people in the vicinity.

As soon as the private school starts teaching, life here is a sign of a return to normal.

For finding the key points to solve, this way of working is not difficult for Liang Ying.

Xu Wuxiang had already divided the capital into eighteen blocks, and the block that Liang Ying was responsible for was starting from Zhengyangmen, and from here all the way to the observatory was under her jurisdiction.

In the area she is in charge of, there are markets such as Pi Street, Bamboo Street, Lantern Market, Curtain Market, Banghua Market, Pen, Ink, Paper and Inkstone.

Most of the people who make a living in the capital are craftsmen, and Liang Ying once investigated that there are more than 70,000 people living in this area, and most of these people are artisans.

Carpenters, sawymen, bricklayers, blacksmiths, tailors, painters, bamboosmiths, tinsmiths, lettersmiths, casters, curtain makers, flower pullers, double-thread craftsmen, shipmakers, stonemasons, silversmiths, drummers, armor piercers, ink potters, coopers, and many more.

These people are not farmers, they plough cattle, seeds, and they will soon be able to fend for themselves.

If you want these people to have something to eat, you have to let the goods they produce be sold.

When Li Hongji was in the capital, he was clean and completely destroyed the foundation of the lives of these craftsmen.

In other words, if you want these people to have something to eat, then you have to create a new market for them.

At this time, the people of the capital have lost almost all the means of production that have been looted by Li Hongji, and I want to start talking about resuming work, and what is even worse is that no one can come up with the money to buy their goods and make the market work.

If there are no merchants, then the Shuntian Mansion will become the largest merchant.

The only option was for the government to pay for the output of the craftsmen and pay for the materials in advance.

At the beginning, Xia Wanchun and Mu Tiantao stole money in the capital, and Xu Wu thought about how happy they could spend money now.

One by one, the silver dollars went out, and the capital finally had the movement of thousands of households working.

The news that the canal will be opened has given new hope to the people of Beijing.

Liang Ying visited 27 workers in one day, and at the same time, he also ordered a large number of goods from these 27 workers.

She didn't care about what she wanted to customize at this time, although she also did a lot of planning at the beginning, hoping to take the lead in customizing what she and Li Dingguo's army needed.

Unfortunately, when she came out of the cobbler's house, the carpenter's family leaned on the door and longed for her to enter their house, and when she ordered sixteen chairs and four tables from the carpenter's house, the painter blocked the door, and the whole family knelt on the ground and asked Liang Ying to hand over the painting of the furniture to their family......

So, before Liang Ying knew it, he had customized a lot of things, including 20 spindles of pine ink, 20 curtains, 6 drums, 38 pieces of bamboo utensils, and a lot of paper work......

In the evening, Liang Yingcai returned to the Yamen of the prefect of Shuntian Mansion with two subordinate officials.

"It cost 1,311 silver dollars today......"

As soon as she walked into the office of the treasury envoy, Liang Ying poured herself a cup of herbal tea and said a number that made her very uncomfortable.

The Shuntian Mansion Treasury Envoy raised his head to look at Liang Ying, smiled and wrote the number on the account book, and then said to Liang Ying: "Write off the account after the arrival of the physical goods." ”

Liang Ying drank all the tea in the teapot, took a breath and said, "Let's talk about it first, I also ordered a lot of things that can only be used by dead people today, including paper work." ”

The treasury envoy smiled: "No problem, as long as the payment can be matched with the goods, I have no problem here." ”

Liang Ying said strangely: "I'm spending money, alas, and it's spending money indiscriminately!" ”

The treasury messenger said, "The money is given to the craftsmen, isn't it?" ”

Liang Ying nodded and said, "This is natural, I am not corrupt yet." ”

The treasury envoy made a pot of tea for Liang Ying again, and said with a smile: "You spend too little, too slowly, you have to work hard tomorrow." ”

Liang Ying asked puzzledly: "What do we want so many goods for?" ”

The treasury messenger said, "Even if you buy it and burn it down, it's a good thing. ”

"I'm spending my Lantian money!"

Feng Shuang, the treasury envoy, shook his head and said: "You are mistaken, the tax collected from the people is our money, and what you are spending now is the money of the people in the capital." ”

The envoys of the Lantian Treasury are basically unreasonable perverts, this is the unanimous opinion of the Lantian officials.

Feng Ying drank another cup of hot tea, the weather was already hot, and when she was washed by the hot tea, she suddenly sweated.

said goodbye to Feng Shuang in a hurry, and went back to take care of himself up and down more than anything else.