Zhao Ping bowed to the two bosses and said: "Reward your ministers with the pseudo-Khan of the Hu people."
Yu Jie became even more displeased and said lightly: "Where did you get this news?"
Zhao Ping bowed his hands again and said, "There is a detailed operation camp in Zhaojiazhuang, and they got this information."
Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing looked at each other and continued to ask: "Even if this is true, what does it have to do with defeating the Hu people?"
As long as you know this, it will be easier to deal with. Zhao Ping continued: "It shows that the luxury goods in Zhaojiazhuang are destroying taxes by the barbarians."
Seeing that everyone still didn't understand, Zhao Ping said: "War is about economics. The Song Dynasty fought wars every year and had to issue huizi to support the war. Although the Hu people like to rob, they only need horses, food, grass, weapons and armor for the war. It also costs money."
Seeing everyone's thoughtful look, Zhao Ping took a sip of tea and continued: "The reason why the Hu people have a higher status than the Han people is that the people with sex eyes can make money."
Zhao Ping saw everyone's brows wrinkled again, knowing that they couldn't digest it at once, so he continued: "Semu people will make money, they are more greedy for money, and they like luxury goods more."
Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing looked at each other and nodded to each other.
Tang Yi stepped forward and saluted Zhao Ping and asked: "Chao Qinglang, what does their liking for luxury goods have to do with cracking down on the Hu people's taxes?"
Zhao Ping looked at it and reminded him: "I just use luxury goods to destroy their taxes. The economy of the Hu people is not as good as that of the Song Dynasty, but because the Semu people are good at amassing money, they can still barely survive."
Having said this, Zhao Ping glanced at everyone and said in an extremely affirmative tone: "The Hu people's taxes are already riddled with holes. I just used luxury goods as a sharp blade to dig a big hole in the Hu people's taxes." , it will never be possible for the Semu people to fill this big hole. I hope that in the end, the Hu people will only have weapons, armor, horses and food and no money to maintain them."
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, not expecting Zhao Ping to think so far ahead.
Although Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing looked calm, there was a light in their eyes.
Having said this, Zhao Ping raised his hands and saluted around him and said, "I will tell you today that I call this war a luxury goods war."
Tang Yi was a little puzzled. He stepped forward and saluted Zhao Ping and raised a topic that everyone was concerned about: "But this war on luxury goods not only hit the Hu people, but the Song Dynasty was also hit."
Tang Yi almost didn't say that all the money flowed into Zhaojiazhuang's wallet.
Zhao Ping nodded and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, so he said: "The Song Dynasty is the center of China, guiding the consumption trend. If the Song Dynasty itself does not use it, will the Hu people use it?"
When everyone thought about it, this was indeed the truth.
But then I thought, no, all the money ended up flowing into your Zhao Ping's wallet.
Seeing the murderous looks of everyone, Zhao Ping nodded and said, "Indeed, a lot of this money flowed into Zhaojiazhuang's wallet. But Zhaojiazhuang returned more to Da Song."
Seeing everyone's confused look, Zhao Ping said: "What is the purpose of Zhaojiazhuang? To expel the barbarians and return China to me."
Seeing everyone's sudden realization, Zhao Ping continued: "Zhaojiazhuang not only said this, but also did this, so this time we followed the government's order and came to deliver food and grass. Fortunately, the master fought against the barbarians. The security team was able to successfully conduct a sneak attack."
Qin Yulong was the first to express his stance, bowed his hands and said, "Ping'er, you came to Jiading this time and helped Jiading get out of trouble. I thank you."
Even if Yu Jie could defeat the Hu people, he would never be able to cut through the mess as quickly as Zhao Ping and win so easily.
From this point of view, Qin Yulong is very grateful to Zhao Ping. After all, he is the parent official of Jiading.
Xi Xing suddenly bowed to everyone and said, "Chao Qinglang forgot to mention one thing."
After everyone heard what Zhao Ping said well, they were a little unhappy at Xi Xing's interruption.
After all, people respect Zhao Ping of the security team, not you.
If you want to express yourself in front of the boss, you don't have to be so anxious.
Xi Xing saw many people glaring at him, not knowing what they were thinking.
Xi Xing saluted everyone again and said calmly: "Changyuan County has suffered from two consecutive years of drought, but the price of rice is still the same as the year before. Three guan is more than one dan. If it weren't for Xiao Langjun, the price of rice might be seven through, or even higher.”
Zhao Ping said calmly: "Wash the master's books, it's a trivial matter, why bother with it."
When Qin Yulong heard this, he almost wanted to hide his face, because the price of rice in Jiading was already more than Qiquan.
Although he worked very hard, after all, the government was also poor.
After all, the Song Dynasty had been at war with the Hu people for consecutive years. Not only had it wiped out all its previous reserves, but it also had to send out a large number of Huizi to cope with the war.
Qin Yulong suddenly had an idea in his mind, it would be great if Zhao Ping was born in Jiading.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
Just when he was feeling sorry for himself, Xixing continued: "Xiao Langjun was just starting out at that time. In order to ensure that the price of rice was kept down, he was in debt everywhere and the workshop was almost going to collapse."
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. They only saw the beauty of Zhaojiazhuang. They did not expect that Zhaojiazhuang almost closed down.
What makes many people ashamed is that the reason why Zhaojiazhuang closed down was not for themselves, but to suppress rice prices.
If he is not caring for the people wholeheartedly, who would dare to say that he is thinking about the people.
Xi Xing did not stop and continued: "The people are happy, but the rice merchants in Changyuan County are not happy. They asked Mr. Xiao Lang to increase the price of rice, otherwise he will show his disgrace."
Everyone was getting more and more frightened, staring at Xi Xing one by one, hoping that he would continue talking.
"Of course Xiao Langjun ignored them, and they arranged for Hua Jie to deliberately mix river sand in Xiao Langjun's rice shop, saying that Xiao Langjun deliberately sold low-quality rice to them."
Everyone thought that they could tell the government.
Everyone thought that the police were here and the matter should be over.
"Unexpectedly, some of the police officers also wanted to take the opportunity to pour stones into the rice. Xiao Langjun's face turned pale at that time. Fortunately, he was stopped by another police officer. Xiao Langjun also spent a lot of money, each of them arrested Kuai Yue We made offerings every month, and that solved the problem.”
Hearing Zhao Ping's humiliation, after all, not only is he young, but he also has no fame and is still a small businessman.
It is precisely because of this that it is difficult for Zhao Ping to get through it no matter how difficult it is for the price of rice.
Everyone's eyes suddenly changed when they looked at Zhao Ping. If he is dedicated to the people, which one is better?
The story should have ended, but Xi Xing continued to say: "I didn't expect these flower arms to be so crazy that they ran to Zhaojiazhuang to kidnap the mistress. Fortunately, Cuizhu, Wang Guo'er and Zhao Long protected her desperately. The mother escaped the disaster, but her foot was seriously injured. The young man was forced to drop out of school in the county and go home to serve his mistress."
Hearing this, Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing couldn't help but be moved. They bowed to Zhaojiazhuang from a distance and said, "Zhao An has educated a good boy. The Song Dynasty is lucky."
Zhao Pingxu is eleven years old, and will turn eleven soon. It is not wrong to call him a boy.
More importantly, they not only recognized that indirectly Zhao Ping had the same concern for the country and the people as Fan Wengong, but also recognized that Zhao Ping was gradually growing up.
After all, you are already a teenager, starting to be sensible and take charge of things.
Zhao Ping did not stop the propaganda of Xi Xing, and he has gained a good reputation among everyone.
But this is not enough, because Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing are talking about the good boys of the Song Dynasty, not the good boys of Changzhou.
Moreover, this good name was spoken by Xi Xing alone, which sounded like self-promotion.
After all, Xi Xing is also from Zhaojiazhuang, not Jiading.
This good man Zhao Ping must continue to do it immediately, otherwise people will think that you, Zhao Ping, are in vain.
Of course Zhao Ping expressed his position and said: "I also want to build a rice mill in Jiading and become a rice merchant, but this must have the support of Jiading."
Everyone also thought that the water price of rice was too deep. If Zhao Ping wanted to suppress the price of rice in Jiading, it would affect the interests of many people.
After all, Zhao Ping is an outsider, unlike a local in Changyuan County, who still has more or less connections.
Qin Yulong immediately expressed his position and said: "This rice mill and rice store are the same as other workshops. Zhaojiazhuang accounts for 60% and Jiading accounts for 40%. I hope that the rice price in Jiading will be like Changyuan County, which is more than three thousand dollars."
With the intervention of the government, if those profiteers' backgrounds want to cause trouble, they must think carefully.
What's more, this is the boss of the Jiading government on the platform.
Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing looked at each other, stroked their beards, and finally smiled.
Zhao Ping suddenly stepped forward and saluted, and said to Yu Jie: "Yu Wengweng, I would like to ask for some calligraphy works."
Yu Jie's smile suddenly stopped, she looked at Zhao Ping and said, "Ping'er, hasn't Mo Bao been given to you?"
Zhao Ping looked at Yu Jie cutely, but his tone was old-fashioned.
He said word by word: "Yes, I plan to keep that calligraphy treasure as a family heirloom. When my son grows up, I will tell him, look, there is nothing left for you as a father. The only treasure I give you is a calligraphy treasure."
At this point, Zhao Ping also added: "Son, I got this from Yu Wengweng after a lot of hard work. I must cherish it."
Everyone couldn't help laughing, and Wang Weizhong and Wang Jian even sprayed tea into each other's faces.
They both looked at each other, pointed at each other, laughed, and wiped their clothes with tea.
Zhao Ping himself has not grown up yet, and he spoke about this matter seriously, as if he had reached middle age.
Yu Jie pointed at Zhao Ping, couldn't help laughing, and finally sat down at the table.
Cuizhu only had Zhao Ping in her eyes at this time, as if Zhao Ping was giving a family heirloom to her son, with a look of intoxication and happiness on her face.
Xi Xing looked at Zhao Ping and seemed to feel that Zhao Ping was talking to his nephew, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
Qin Yulong saw Zhao Ping looking at Zhao Ping affectionately again, his face a little livid.
After Yu Jie waited for everyone to stop smiling, she asked calmly: "Ping'er, what kind of calligraphy do you want?"
