The incident in Ji Rong was actually not a bad thing for the court.
Because it has the effect of absolutely knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger, it is just a good opportunity to catch an example and let everyone in the Western Xinjiang region understand that the law is inviolable, and the country's determination to govern Western Xinjiang is unquestionable.
After everyone in Jirong was executed, the matter had already spread.
For the people in Western Xinjiang, this is great news, because no one wants to work hard only to be robbed by others at any time.
Wuwei County.
In the study of the leader of the Di tribe, an official was reporting on the matter.
After he finished talking about the business, he also said tentatively: "Have you heard, sir? The Jirong clan was exterminated, and not one of them escaped."
"That's what they deserve." The leader of the Di tribe said: "To go against the country is to seek death. Will a hundred thousand garrison troops allow them to run rampant? Moreover, this Jirong has caused great social unrest and is the cancer of Western Xinjiang. It should have been eradicated long ago.”
"Your Majesty is right." The official sighed, and then said: "How to deal with the Buka case?"
The leader of the Di tribe said: "This Buka kidnapped civilian girls, raped them first and then killed them. His crime is extremely heinous. According to the laws of the Qin Dynasty, he should be sentenced to death. It just so happens that we can also arrest him as a model on the issue of the popularization of Wuwei laws. Well, let the people know that the barbaric slavery system in the past no longer exists, and all the people of Qin, regardless of men, women, old or young, are protected by Qin law."
"I understand, I will take care of it later." The official responded.
The leader of the Di tribe picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, and pretended to write on the bamboo slips. At the same time, he said with a smile: "It's good to be an official. Those in power should behave like those in power. They should be concerned about the people's affairs, otherwise , I haven’t been in this position for a long time..."
On the other side, Beiling County Governor Zheng Peiye has received a letter from Xining.
The content of the letter is very simple, asking him to help promote the flow of business between Beiling and Xijiang.
In the study room, the county magistrate tentatively said: "Lu Fan is in charge of Western Xinjiang, and we are in charge of Beiling. Each of us is in charge of our own affairs, and it is not easy to help with this. It is better to prevaricate for the sake of the lower officials."
"That's inappropriate." Zheng Pei shook his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty attaches great importance to Western Xinjiang. The integration of Western Xinjiang and the Central Plains is also a national plan. If we refuse, will we be punished? Furthermore, After all, Lu Fan is also the Protector of Xining, so we still have to give him this face, otherwise it will be difficult for us to meet him in the officialdom in the future."
"Then, what do you mean, sir..." Jun Cheng asked again.
"Let's do this." Zheng Pei thought about it for a moment, "It's up to you to hold a banquet in a restaurant and invite a few familiar businessmen to promote this matter."
"This..." Jun Cheng was a little embarrassed.
"Okay, let's do it quickly." Zheng Pei didn't give him a chance to refuse.
"Yes, I'll go prepare now."
A county magistrate, the second in command in the local area, has a high official position. He comes forward to invite businessmen in the county to a banquet, and no one is allowed to fawn over him.
And this matter is not as difficult as imagined, because Western Xinjiang has long been the territory of the Qin State, and the cattle and sheep resources there are abundant. Some merchants in Beiling have long had the idea of doing business, just because they are worried about public security issues. There was no action for a long time.
Now, the government strongly promotes and supports it, and after a banquet, the two parties can be said to hit it off.
Afterwards, several big businessmen began to dispatch caravans carrying cartloads of goods out of Qinguan and rushed to Xining.
Grain, rice, oil, and salt may seem ordinary, but they are scarce items in Western Xinjiang. Silk, brocade, and satin are even more precious.
This first trade event can be said to have caused a great response. On weekdays, Xining City is crowded with pedestrians in twos and threes. After batches of caravans arrived, in just a few days, it was overcrowded. Herdsmen from surrounding areas came after hearing the news. , more and more people gathered together, ushering in the largest fair in the history of Western Xinjiang.
This is a kind of street market. Both sides of the street can be said to be filled with stalls, which stretch endlessly. People come and go in the middle, and herders will basically stop to inquire, exchange items, or buy directly.
In this regard, Lu Fan did not immediately balance prices, but allowed the people to buy and sell freely, because he needed further development to promote the commercial market.
In a caravan somewhere, all the goods had been unloaded long ago. The people accompanying them were extremely excited. Some people said: "I didn't expect the things to sell out so fast. I would have stocked up more if I had known."
"Yes." Someone else said: "All the goods we brought when we came here have been sold out. We can just use the money to buy some cattle and sheep. When we return to Beiling, we can at least double the amount."
"Yes." The caravan manager was also very happy, but after thinking about it, he said: "You go back first, I will stay here and take a look. In addition, inform the big shopkeeper that I still need some money to develop the market here. ."
"What do you mean..." someone couldn't help but ask.
The steward said: "Business in Western Xinjiang has just begun to flourish, and the country is strongly supporting it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
He didn't point it out. After sending away the caravan, he walked alone in Xining City.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door of a house on the street.
The door opened, and there was a man standing inside. When he saw the steward, he couldn't help but asked with confusion on his face: "Who are you looking for?"
"Ah, may I excuse you, are you the owner of this house?" The steward bowed his hand.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"That's right." The steward said with a smile, "I just came to Xining and want to buy some houses here. I wonder if my brother is willing to sell them."
At the end, he quickly added: "I can offer a high price."
"High price?" The man raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask, "How much can you pay?"
"Two hundred taels of silver, what do you think?" The steward held out two fingers without any hesitation.
When he heard this, the man couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
Gold and silver are hard currencies that can be circulated anywhere. For an ordinary person, two hundred taels of silver is a large sum of money, enough to live a prosperous life.
After swallowing, the man's voice changed slightly: "You, are you serious? Two hundred taels of silver?"
"Of course, why should I play tricks on you?" The steward continued to smile.
"Okay, okay, I'll sell you two hundred taels, including everything in this house," the man said hurriedly.
"Haha, okay!" The steward smiled cheerfully, "Now that the deal has been concluded, the house purchase and sale must be handled according to formal procedures. You and I will sign the relevant documents and the house contract immediately. What do you think?"
"Okay, okay, please come in quickly."
The man was already beaming with joy. In his opinion, this was like a pie falling from the sky. How could he know that this house was equivalent to the facade of the market and would be worth more than two hundred taels in the future.
The manager was not the only one who was doing this, other caravans also saw business opportunities.
Once there are shops on both sides of the street, it is the prototype of the city.
