Fang Zheng recalled the news he had seen in his previous life.
A few college students who were just starting out took the initiative to visit sweatshops for justice in their hearts, and found a lot of problems, such as no toilet paper in the toilets, low wages, long working hours and other problems.
As a result, things got serious and the factory's upper reaches canceled cooperation. The sweatshop could not continue and had to fire the workers.
Little did they know that those workers were working hard in their hometowns and couldn't make much money in a year.
Although working in the factory is tiring, it is much easier than farming, and if you can earn two to three thousand a month, your life will improve a lot.
There is no paper in the toilets because workers often steal toilet paper.
College students are still full of pride and complacency. They feel superior that they have done a good thing and freed people from black factories.
As a result, the laid-off workers were no longer exploited, but they also lost what they considered to be a very good option.
You must know that it turns out that even if they are tired from farming and vomiting blood, it is not as easy as working in a factory for a month to earn more.
After losing his job, he wandered the streets wanting to kill those students with a wrench!
Li Yuanzhao was like this at first, and he also did many similar stupid things. The better thing was to just stupidly give money to others.
Completely disrespectful of laws and reality.
Fortunately, he is very smart and has great learning ability!
The teachings of the ministers in the imperial court definitely played an important role.
Combining theory with practice, Li Yuanzhao made rapid progress.
It was simply faster than Sasuke, who had killed his whole family, opened his blood chakra!
Fang Zhengyi continued to talk: "His Royal Highness has grown so much now that he can even manage tens of thousands of disaster victims with the help of others. This is already an incredible skill!"
"I don't know whether His Highness will be a good emperor, and I don't know what a good emperor is."
"Does it mean that there is a standard for a good emperor?"
"I don't think so. I only know that His Highness has a kind heart and a heart that loves the people."
"Even if you are stubborn for a while, you are always growing. Your Highness desires to be recognized, but you will not use force to command others to flatter you. Your Highness likes fine clothes and delicious food just like ordinary people, but you can still share the sufferings of the people."
"How many emperors in ancient and modern times were tyrannical, rejoiced in success, and liked to flatter themselves?"
"So I don't know if His Highness will be a good emperor, but His Highness's current performance has surpassed most emperors in history. What he currently lacks is just experience."
Fang Zheng couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up!
That's so damn good, Your Majesty will definitely not be able to find fault with it!
as expected!
Emperor Jing looked happy and asked, "Fang Qing, aren't you flattering him?"
"Everything I said is true! I'm not good at lying! Your Majesty should be able to tell with his piercing eyes."
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"he~tUi!"
After exchanging greetings with Pa Ba, Guo Tianyang went to the Imperial Study Room to prepare for his return to life. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard this sentence coming from inside.
Without hesitation, he spat a thick mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.
The guard at the door glanced at Guo Tianyang with disdain.
Then continue to stand guard carefully.
Hearing the two of them chatting so happily, Guo Tianyang took a deep breath and was not ready to go in. He stood at the door and waited for Fang Zheng to come out.
Seeing that there was still a large piece of phlegm on the ground, I quickly stepped forward and wiped it evenly with my feet.
This caused another burst of contempt from the guards...
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A pile of high hats was placed on Li Yuanzhao's head, and Emperor Jing was satisfied.
The look he looked at Fang Zhengyi was more appreciative.
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the table, tapping his fingers: "Okay, let's not mention him for now."
"Yesterday before you went to court, Paba handed me another letter of credence on the spot. Utu wanted to sign a trade contract with me."
At this point, Emperor Jing snorted coldly: "The condition is that I, Dajing, send Beirong two hundred thousand taels of silver every year, and Beirong will give back thousands of cattle and sheep."
"Since then, the two countries have become brotherly countries, setting up business markets for each other, never infringing upon each other, and supporting each other."
A thousand cattle and sheep for two hundred thousand taels of silver? Utu is quite creative!
Dajing is not a defeated country, and you really want to do business. Why are you so awesome here?
So damn confusing!
Fang Zheng thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out. He hesitated and said: "I don't know the military affairs. Why is Wutu so arrogant? Is Beirong... very strong?"
Emperor Jing nodded: "When I succeeded to the throne, Beirong had already fallen into civil war, but the late emperor fought with it twice and lost both times."
"The strength of the Bei Rong cavalry cannot be compared to that of Da Jing. What Wu Tu relies on is the cavalry."
Fang Zheng was suddenly enlightened and continued: "I see, but I believe that the benefits of trade to our country far exceed 200,000 taels! Or even ten times more! This matter must be negotiated!"
"I have a variety of products in Dajing that can be sold to Beirong in exchange for the cattle, sheep and war horses we need, and all we need are cattle and horses!"
"In the early days of Beirong, they would still exchange war horses for resources according to the rules, but as time goes by, they will never sit back and watch the Dajing cavalry develop."
"At that time, Beirong's war horses will not flow into Dajing, and Dajing almost unilaterally sells goods to Beirong! A huge amount of wealth will flow into the country!"
"Papa has a strong desire to do business, and the court can negotiate with them."
"It's just that the two hundred thousand taels of silver per year... I think it still needs to be discussed."
Emperor Jing said: "Yes, what you said is very good. Master Zheng agrees with you."
"But I didn't expect Wutu to be so rampant! Could it be that he was trying to deceive me into seeing no one in sight?"
Fang Zheng was silent.
In fact, two hundred thousand taels is nothing, it is mainly a matter of face.
Emperors are all face-saving people, and it is really ugly when written down in history books.
But once the two countries establish trade, the benefits will be huge!
Beirong is simply a commercial desert. Although Dajing has always emphasized agriculture and suppressed commerce, the level of commercial development is far beyond that of Beirong.
This is like the Chanyuan Alliance in the previous life.
Song paid tribute to Liao every year in exchange for peace, which was recognized as a shame by later generations.
However, the Chanyuan Alliance maintained the peace between Song and Liao for hundreds of years.
The benefits that the Song Dynasty reaped from business far exceeded the amount of tribute.
The Liao Kingdom was probably filled with regret and could not break the contract.
Song Zhenzong was still quite proud of the Chanyuan Alliance, and he probably did not expect that later generations would evaluate it so well. In the end, it was defeated by the national strategic failure.
But if we can take advantage of the good opportunity to develop our own military and consolidate the strength of our organization, the reputation of the Chanyuan Alliance may be reversed.
"I'm going to leave them alone for a few days!"
"What are your chances of winning the contest between Zhang Biao and Chi Lie?" Emperor Jing looked at Fang Zhengyi and continued before he could speak: "No matter what method you use, you can only win this battle, not lose!"
"Since you took the initiative to agree to this matter, then fight well. According to what you said, the people in the capital will also go to watch the battle. If you lose, you should understand how big the impact will be."
Fang Zheng nodded: "We will win this battle!"
Emperor Jing smiled happily: "I always feel at ease when you do things." Then he added: "Although Heishan Chilie is tall and powerful, the competition is not based on size and strength alone. I am twenty years younger, so I may not be his opponent!"
Fang Zhengyi nodded silently, what do you say?
"No matter what, Beirong will always be Da Jing's worry."
"Dajing has just been recuperating for a few years, and the people are in poverty. I don't want to start the war lightly."
"Isn't the prince always willing to fight? Just leave Wutu to him."
"By then...gunpowder should be ready for use in the war, right, Fang Qing?"
Fang Zheng immediately became alert: "Gunpowder, I will definitely be able to research it in the next two years!"
"Two years... You told me two years a year ago! How many two years will it take?" Emperor Jing's expression looked deep: "I often think that this thing is really a weapon of war. If it can be mass-produced, it will not Saying he is invincible in the world can at least make Da Jing invincible!"
"It can not only attack the city, but also frighten the horse and control the cavalry...With this thing, the Beirong have nothing to fear! You still have to pay attention to the research of gunpowder."
Fangzheng sat upright.
Give me your daughter, and I will send you the gunpowder tomorrow!
Of course I didn't dare to say this...
