It is impossible for the person involved to express emotions a hundred years later, so the conversation between Li Ning and Dinocratis continues.
"Why do you think that way?"
"It's nothing." Li Ning said, "Greece's mercenary tradition is very precious. If you don't make good use of it, you will really lose money."
"Losing money? Soldiers are used to fight wars, and your word makes me think that you think war is a business. This does not fit with your tall image in my mind."
"Then I will establish a tall image for you. It is very important to listen to these two sentences." Li Ning raised his finger and said slowly, "The economic foundation determines the superstructure, and war serves politics."
Dinocratis thought for a moment and immediately realized that his IQ was not enough to explain the same philosophy as these two riddles.
So he resigned and asked: "You'd better explain it to me, otherwise I will never understand it."
Li Ning responded to the other party's request unceremoniously: "The superstructure is the power structure of a country, which means politics to a large extent, and war serves politics, so war ultimately serves the economic base. "
After thinking about the other party's words, the engineer finally shook his head and said humbly: "I cannot agree with your understanding."
"It doesn't matter, you will find out later how accurate these two philosophies are."
"Then I'll just write down these two sentences first."
The engineer smiled slightly and pulled out his precious parchment.
Li Ning frowned as he looked at it. Perhaps the best-selling products in this self-proclaimed civilized country are these inconspicuous objects.
Of course, in the Imperial Song Dynasty, paper was not considered an inconspicuous object.
At least Alexander, who was approaching the city of Sardis, quickly realized the importance of this written carrier.
However, the king did not think that his enemies were qualified to possess such things.
But this idea obviously went against Li Ning's wishes, so the two sides had a series of arguments during the exchange of letters. In the end, the general logistics officer and his irrefutable wisdom, mainly unreasonable and passionate praise, once again let His Majesty the King shut his mouth.
Cleitas was curious, how did Li Ning, a foreigner, do it?
After all, it is often difficult for him to convince His Majesty the King.
After obtaining Alexander's consent, he read through the letters exchanged between the two, and soon he was surprised to find that while Li Ning was singing praises, he was also painting an infinitely broad picture for Alexander.
"Greek poetry and philosophy will all appear in front of the Persians on these inconspicuous papers. These shining things should of course go out of the Peloponnese Peninsula and make people all over the world even He is a member of the Emperor Song Dynasty of Heaven and knows something about this."
Cleitas knew very well that Li Ning's words struck a chord in Alexander's heart.
He said nothing more, because he knew that paper would be more popular in Persia.
Almost at this time, Amintas received a gift from Li Ning, a jar of rice wine, a specialty of the south of the Song Dynasty.
Rice wine in the south always has some sweetness, which made Amintas a little curious, but the mellow aroma of the wine still left him feeling a little unsatisfied.
He once asked the person who came to give the gift how much a rice wine machine like this was worth, but the man could not answer his question. Since the contact was new, both parties could not buy or sell at a price that was acceptable to both parties. Therefore, many goods from many merchants were sold out. Still losing money and making money.
What makes them even more depressed is that due to the restrictions of the passport system, the shopkeepers, clerks and backstage bosses of these businesses cannot even see this scene of losing money and making a fuss.
Moreover, Pang Ji's management was very strict. Because the city fort was to be built, no other people were allowed to approach.
Therefore, even if you get the news, you want to sell the goods to the other side of the light curtain. It can only be done far away from the light curtain. Unload the cargo to the sergeant who took over.
This naturally caused a lot of dissatisfaction, because the passport system had never existed before, and people in the Song Dynasty were corrupt, and the sergeants were not trustworthy.
Besides, Pang Ji’s sales service is chargeable.
So this dissatisfaction quickly became clear in front of Pang Ji.
"Lord Caosi." One of the two young men who followed Pang Ji was now imitating Li Ning and addressing Lu Xiaqing, the actual person in charge of Fujian Road, and brought him the news that everyone was dissatisfied with. The first few people in charge originally expected to make some money from the light curtain, but they didn't expect you to be so strict. And that Li Ning, actually let people learn the writing of foreign vassals. Doesn't this violate the taboo of the imperial court? "
"Do you still know the taboos of the imperial court?" Pang Ji certainly knew that the Lu family was a prominent family in Jinjiang, and their family had so many businesses that they would definitely rank among the top ten in Quanzhou. Therefore, of course this guy came here not to ask for orders for the people, but for his own interests. "As a rule, when trading goods with foreign vassals, you have to go through the Shipping Department. And do you have it? You are not violating the taboos of the imperial court, but It is a law that directly serves the imperial court.”
Lu Xiaqing remained silent, but he knew that Pang Ji was trying to scare people.
If it violates the laws of the imperial court, Pang Ji, the leader, cannot escape the blame.
So he just put on an innocent face and pretended to be cowardly and said: "I wasn't just thinking about helping Mr. Caosi. Who knew it would be against the laws of the court?"
Pang Ji immediately put down his pen angrily. There was something in the little bastard's words, and he was trying to get him into trouble.
But then he thought about it, and it seemed that the first person to drag him into the water was not the Lu family, but Li Ning, whom he had always trusted.
"Thief!"
He uttered a standard Huang Song Guo curse, which scared Lu Xiaqing across from him and turned pale.
Pang Ji knew that he had misunderstood, so he explained: "I was scolding that bastard Li Ning. If it weren't for his weird ideas, how could I have complained like this?"
Lu Xiaqing doesn't know Li Ning yet, he has only seen him from a distance a few times. Because he asked: "What is so brilliant about Brother Li's opinion that it makes Lord Caosi obey his advice?"
"What cleverness can he have? It's nothing more than the usual methods of a Western Army warrior. Making money, espionage, that's all."
Lu Xiaqing was surprised. Their family has been an official for many years, so they are naturally no strangers to the affairs of the Western Army.
So he blurted out: "Hui Yi?"
"Exactly."
"That's against the laws of the imperial court."
Pang Ji didn't expect that he actually said the word "law" again, so he laughed: "Haven't you and I already violated it?"
Lu Xiaqing was speechless on the spot. After a while, he laughed out loud, shook his head and sighed: "Unexpectedly, I fell into the trap."
Seeing this, Lao Pang Ji suddenly laughed strangely: "Haha, it seems that you are also angry. Then I will give you a chance to retaliate against him."
Lu Xiaqing curled her lips: "I have no intention of retaliating against him."
Pang Ji saw at a glance that he didn't mean what he said, and immediately sneered.
Then he said: "That bastard just wrote a letter, saying that he must give himself a pseudonym, otherwise it will be inconvenient to walk in the Song Dynasty. Ask me for my opinion, Uncle Jin (zi of Lu Xiaqing), I will leave this difficult task to you ”
With that said, Pang Ji took out a piece of writing paper and threw it in front of Lu Xiaqing.
Lu Xiaqing picked it up and read it, and found that there was nothing strange between the lines. However, the expression on the face of the man opposite him suddenly became solemn.
It happened that at this time, Su Mian, who broke into the light curtain with Li Ning, came to pay a visit.
Like Pang Ji, he discovered something fishy about the writing paper - there were actually a few lines of small words written on the back.
Pang Ji obviously didn't notice it at first, but after Lu Xiaqing picked up the writing paper, he discovered that there was such a secret on the back1.
As for the specific content of this trick, conciseness and conciseness are important.
"Controlling the economy and trade will inevitably lead to dissatisfaction from many parties. However, most of those who are dissatisfied are seeking money. Therefore, the magistrate does not need to be angry. The example we set up is to arouse the desire of others to seek wealth. It is just that the officials are greedy. Fear, there are three ways to explain this matter, one is double-entry accounting, the other is announcing selling prices, and the third is still an official example."
Su Yan asked curiously: "What is double-entry accounting?"
"How did I know?" Pang Ji said angrily, "It must be another trick of that bastard. I have learned a lot of similar things from him."
"No wonder you call him sir. I just don't know when this young gentleman will send over the selling price. Our Su family also has a large amount of goods waiting to be sold."
"I'm afraid this can't be done for the time being. I heard that the people over there have never seen the products of our Huangsong Dynasty, so they are still arguing about the value of the goods. Anyway, the price cannot be marked for a while. "
"Then Master Caosi seems to have the last way left."
Pang Ji's beard twitched angrily, and he immediately ordered: "Take out my coffin book, and then go to the market to scan the goods. Especially those from big food merchants. If they are unsaleable, can they still be sold to Bianjing?"
When the two young men heard this, they laughed together at his good idea.
Pang Ji was not angry, however. He always liked to interact with young people, and his mentality was much calmer than ordinary people, so he just joked in turn: "Uncle Jin, have you figured out the cousin's name for that bastard?"
"not yet."
"What do you think Xuanfu has to say?"
Pang Ji asked Su Mian beside him.
"I do have one." The young man in his twenties couldn't help but joke, "Mo Sheng."
"What does this mean?"
"Die with Ning Ming and live without silence. This is the motto of Duke Xiwen. But the bastard Cao Si mentioned has the word "Ning" in his name. So let's echo it and let him live in silence. .How can it be called peace if it is not silent?"
Lu Xiaqing on the side fell down laughing, but Pang Ji frowned.
"Your explanation seems to be that Xiwen is too noisy. He, Fan, is my friend after all, so it's not appropriate to arrange him like this."
"Oh, that's student Meng Lang."
Su Yan quickly apologized.
In the end, Li Ning's cousin could only be decided by Pang Ji himself.
However, after thinking hard for several days, he finally could only sigh quietly after the coffin was gone: "What kind of expectations should I have for a weirdo like you?"
And what kind of hopes should Huang Song have?
