Lu Hao had always behaved like a gentleman in Wu. As a son of an aristocratic family, he socialized with poor and ambitious people, and even often shared his treasures with them.
Even people in the county who didn't know Lu Mao were willing to entrust their wives and daughters to him.
If you say that such a person is a hypocrite, Governor Feng will not believe it.
But you have to say that Lu Hao, who lived for decades, was entrusted with an important task and was sent as an envoy to the Han Dynasty.
Now it's just for consultation on how to govern the country, and Governor Feng also doesn't believe it.
After all, it’s only been a few years since Zhang Wen’s incident?
The most important thing is that Governor Feng had a big quarrel with Zhang Xiaosi just two days ago.
During Feng's deep introspection, he realized that, apart from the elder group left over from Sun Ce's time, the Sun family was the most trusted among the Jiangdong clans that Sun Quan had won over after he came to power.
After all, among the four surnames in Wu County, the Sun family's family tradition has the character "loyalty".
As Lu Xun's younger brother, Lu Mao was naturally a loyal minister of Wu.
Therefore, what Lu Hao said just now, asking for advice may be true, but nine times out of ten, it is not just a request for advice.
Governor Feng's heart was pounding, but he didn't dare to neglect his work: "Mr. Lu, you really want to break my heart. Sit down, please sit down first!"
He helped Lu Mao sit down, then poured him a cup of hot tea himself, and then returned to his seat and sat down.
"Gong Lu, it is said that if you are not in the position, you will not seek political power." He took a sip of tea, and then continued, "I am appointed as the governor of Liangzhou, and I will focus on defeating the thieves."
"To be honest, Mr. Lu, although I am the governor, I have never attended a court meeting. Even the position of Marquis of Quanting in this street was actually accepted by me in Longyou."
"So Mr. Lu wants to talk to me about the way to run the army. I can still say a few words, but this is the way to run the country..."
Having said this, he smiled sheepishly.
Lu Hao made a gesture to get up.
"Hey, hey, Mr. Lu, don't be in a hurry, just listen to what I have to say first."
Governor Feng quickly pressed his hand and said, "Although I don't know how to govern a country, I have served as governor of a certain country, so I know a bit about the art of herdsmen."
"Jian Zhiyong has been reading history these days, and he has gained something occasionally. Mr. Lu happened to come to ask, so he can talk to Mr. Lu about his experience. However, these are the opinions of the Yong family. I hope Lu Gong will forgive me for any omissions."
When Lu Hao heard this, he quickly cupped his hands and said:
"Why do you need to be humble? But please tell me."
Governor Feng took another sip of tea and then said:
"The so-called governing the country is nothing more than organizing the army, herdsmen, and governing officials. The most important thing is money and food."
Lu Hao raised his brows, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes flickered, and he finally said nothing.
When Feng Jishi spoke, his eyelids drooped, trying not to let Lu Hao peek into his heart.
But this subtle change in Lu Hao's expression did not escape his secret observation.
"If you look at the history books, you will see that after a country has been established for a long time, there will be shortcomings. Anyone who is determined will try to make changes to extend the country."
Having said this, he pointed at himself, then at Lu Hao, and said:
"Whether it is the Ji Han Dynasty or the Soochow Wu Dynasty, although both countries were founded not long ago, they actually inherited the system of the Later Han Dynasty and its shortcomings."
"Yong Guan, the Wei thieves have started practicing the Nine-Rank Zhongzheng Dharma in the past few years. Isn't this a change?" He paused and then said, "So in Yong's opinion, Han and Wu should also try to become a powerful country in order to defeat the thieves."
Although he didn't agree with some of Feng Yong's words, Lu Hao felt as if he was enlightened when he suddenly heard the word "picture change". The dark clouds were lifted before his eyes and he saw a bright and clear sky.
I saw him blurting out:
"So the monarch who presided over the examination system in Liangzhou is also trying to change it?!"
Feng Jishi smiled slightly: "The reason why Mr. Lu came here to ask about the way of governing the country is actually because of the examination, right?"
Lu Hao was secretly surprised: "How did the prince know?"
These days you go to the school gate and squat every day, and the concierge, Uncle Qin, already knows you.
Do I still know?
Governor Feng murmured in his heart, his expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly:
"Whether it's an army, a herdsman, or even a government official, they all need people to do it. And if these things are done by talented people, they will often lead to good governance; if they are done by mediocre people, they will often become bad governance."
Lu Hao slapped his thigh and cheered:
"Wonderful, what you say is a great kindness!"
Governor Feng said modestly:
"Mr. Lu is overly praised."
Lu Hao waved his hand: "Your Majesty, please continue."
Governor Feng cleared his throat, and his index and middle fingers formed a sword, pointing toward the void:
"Therefore, if you want to govern the country, you need good talents, and the method of seeking good talents," Feng Jishishi added after a pause, "The times are different, and the method is different."
"For example, the shortcomings of the investigation, I think it will be obvious to Mr. Lu, so there is no need to say more."
As he said that, he looked at Lu Hao meaningfully:
"As for the best talents for the Wu Kingdom, I have never been to Wu, so I dare not say more..."
Lu Hao nodded, sighed, stood up and bowed to Governor Feng:
"I will benefit a lot from what you have to say. Please accept your respects!"
"Mr. Lu really wants to break me!"
Governor Feng quickly stepped forward and helped Lu Hao up.
The two of them talked for a long time, both feeling something in their hearts. At this moment, they held hands and couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
Governor Feng thought to himself: Nowadays, both the Han and Wei dynasties are seeking changes in order to attract talents, but Wu is the only one who has not moved. Lu Mao will most likely persuade Sun Quan when he returns this time.
With Sun Shiwan's character of being tolerant on the outside but violent on the inside, especially when both the Han Dynasty and the Wei State were changing, Sun Shiwan would at least show off on the surface.
It is said that the economy determines the superstructure. If Wu wants to learn from the Han Dynasty, he will not be able to do so. If he learns from the Wei Dynasty, it is a matter of great probability...
What Lu Hao was thinking was: Feng Mingwen was indeed worthy of being called "Xiao Wenhe" and was extremely talented.
Fortunately, this person is too profit-oriented and thinks that running a country is based on money and food first, but he is biased.
I think Jiang Wan has the talent to govern the country but does not know how to fight, and Feng Mingwen knows the military but does not know how to run the country. If the two can meet the master of the Ming Dynasty, the Han Dynasty will prosper.
However, the emperor of the Han Dynasty today has only mediocre talents and has no independent opinions. He is afraid that he may not be able to use him even if he has capable ministers and good generals!
At the same time, Zhuge Kongming is physically weak, and he may die soon. After he passes away, the Han Dynasty may not be able to achieve its current prosperity.
But that’s fine, in this case, I, Da Wu, will be worry-free!
…
The two of them had their own thoughts, but there was a look of sympathy on their faces.
After a pleasant conversation, Lu Mao left with satisfaction after being repeatedly persuaded by Feng Jishishi to stay.
A few days later, the Wu delegation packed their luggage and headed south.
When they arrived at Longyou Jicheng, the first heavy snowfall in Liangzhou began to fall.
Time has come to the winter of the thirteenth year of Jianxing.
Many people in the Wu delegation simply could not adapt to the weather in the northwest. Under the erosion of the cold air, nearly ten people were infected with wind chill on the spot.
Fortunately, the medicine of the Han Dynasty was relatively advanced, and he had accumulated a lot of experience in the northwest over the years, so it was easy to treat this kind of wind and cold.
Even so, Lu Hao and others hurried on, not daring to delay any longer.
It wasn't until I returned to Hanzhong and felt the warmth that was different from that in Northwest China that I breathed a sigh of relief.
When the emperor of the Han Dynasty learned that the Wu delegation had returned from Liangzhou, he personally summoned Lu Hao.
Taking advantage of this free opportunity, Qin Bo took the letter of recommendation from Governor Feng and quietly went to visit Li Yi, who was joining the army in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
When Li Yi got the news, he came out to greet him personally:
"Thank you very much for sending me a letter from my brother. I would like to thank you for sending me a letter from my brother. I'd like to send you a letter. Please, please!"
As soon as Qin Bo saw Li Yi's enthusiastic look, he felt happy. He secretly heard that most of the young talents of the Han Dynasty followed Feng Junhou's lead, and now it seems that he is not bad.
With Feng Junhou’s recommendation, it seems that the food issue in Jingzhou can be worry-free!
While thinking about it, he followed Li Yi to the front hall.
"Please sit down, Mr. Qin. When Mr. Qin came to Hanzhong a few months ago, I didn't know that Mr. Qin had a good relationship with my brother, so I missed him. It's really disrespectful."
"Li Jun is serious. As the saying goes, guests do as they please. It would be really rude if someone didn't come to visit when he arrived in Hanzhong."
The two were polite, and after greetings, Qin Bo proposed the purpose of his trip to Li Yi.
Unexpectedly, Li Yi frowned after hearing this.
Qin Bo originally thought that with Feng Mingwen's endorsement, there would be no big problems in this business, but he did not expect that Li Yi would look troubled.
This made his heart thump.
Li Yi only heard a "tsk" sound, sighed again, and then said:
"Alas, Mr. Qin is too late!"
Qin Bo asked quickly:
"What does Mr. Li mean by this?"
Li Yi looked at Qin Bo and asked:
"Does Mr. Qin know what the current price of grain is at the Nanxiang Exchange?"
"I just arrived in Hanzhong, how do I know?"
Li Yi raised three fingers.
Qin Bo was shocked: "Three hundred dollars?!"
Li Yi nodded.
"Why is it so expensive?"
Of course, three hundred coins is not the Daquan fifty coins of the Wu Kingdom, nor the straight hundred coins of the Han Kingdom, but a real five baht coins.
In fact, caravans traveling between Han and Wu would in many cases prefer to accept Han's hundreds of coins rather than Wu's Daquan fifty.
The reason is also very simple. The Han Dynasty has stopped minting hundreds of coins in recent years, and the value is real.
But Wu State's Daquan Fifty, there are more and more, and it is getting thinner and thinner. There is even a lot of iron in it, and the quality is extremely poor.
At the Nanxiang Exchange, five baht is the only price standard for various bulk materials.
Veterans who resell various materials all know that there was a rumor circulating in the market a few years ago:
That is, when there is no war, the price of food cannot exceed two hundred yuan.
Because after two hundred yuan, some people may starve.
After three hundred coins, real famine will begin.
Of course, there have been changes in the past two years.
Food prices seem to be higher than in previous years, often fluctuating between 1,780 yuan and 199 yuan.
This does not mean that the Han people are hungry. On the contrary, many people have much more food in their homes in recent years than they did more than ten years ago.
Why are food prices rising?
First, the imperial court guaranteed the price of grain to protect people's enthusiasm for growing grain.
The second reason is that more and more copper mines are being developed in Nanzhong.
But no matter what, when the price of food reaches 300 yuan, it is already a bad signal.
If the local food price in central Shu is already as high as 300 yuan, then plus the cost of transporting it to Jingzhou, the cost will probably be more than 400 yuan.
Thinking of this, Qin Bo's face turned ugly.
Specializing in woolen materials, it is planned to be available only the year after next;
To monopolize brown sugar, a new source of sugar cane must be found, and the supply of grain is a prerequisite.
In this case, wouldn't the three great achievements in hand have to fly away?
I came out this time precisely because everyone in the imperial court regards the school government as a thorn in their side. If I can't produce results in time and consolidate my position in His Majesty's heart, who knows what will happen next?
"Li Jun, I heard that food prices in Shu have never been high. How come they suddenly increased so much?"
Qin Bo asked anxiously.
If Feng Mingwen hadn't been in Liangzhou, Qin Bo would have suspected that Xiao Wenhe was playing tricks on him, or wanted to take the opportunity to raise the price.
"To be honest with Mr. Qin, these days, people from the north and west want to buy a large amount of grain to store for the winter, so the price of grain has increased a lot."
"North? That's not Wei..." Halfway through, he felt something was wrong. How could the Han people sell grain to Wei thieves?
And the west side?
Li Yi coughed and said, "It's Qiang and Hu. Mr. Qin, you don't know something. I, a big Han, regard Han and Yi as the same. Over the years, many Hu and Yi have benefited a lot from following us and are prospering."
"So I have a lot of good things on hand. Hu Yi is not good at farming. It's almost winter, so he has to quickly replace the cattle and sheep he has raised for a year with grain..."
When Qin Bo heard this, his eyes widened immediately.
And such things?
How did Hanzhong get up?
Where did the name Nanzhong Ghost King come from?
Do you think I really don’t know?
I just came back from Liangzhou, do you know?
Do you know how much a two-legged animal is worth over there?
Now you tell me that the Han and barbarians are the same and the barbarians are prosperous, but they can still speculate on grain prices?
Enter your mother!
It's just that Qin Bo saw that there was no trace of deception on Li Yi's face, and that such matters could be found out by just asking around, and there was no way to hide them.
This made him have some doubts: Could it really be such a coincidence?
Li Yi was very sure in his heart.
Yes, the rise in food prices this time does have the shadow of the Xinghan Hui behind it.
But White Glove is indeed the leader of Hu Yi.
With King Feng Gui's appeal in Longyou, the military capital of Yinping, he wanted to bring a few Huyi tribes over to wipe his butt, and some came up to lick him.
What's up?
Hu Yi is not a Han citizen?
Can't buy food?
As long as the government does not take action, Xinghanhui will be the largest banker in the grain trade.
Those who sell grain wish it would rise every day!
When Qin Bo came to Hanzhong, the most he could do was visit Nanxiang to see the rumored place where ghosts were dancing.
He doesn't even know the trading rules of the exchange, so how can he know how many twists and turns there are in this place where ghosts are dancing?
Seeing Qin Bo's appearance, Li Yi also looked a little ashamed, as if he was ashamed of not being able to fulfill his brother's request.
I saw him comforting:
"In my brother's letter, I said that Lord Qin is interested in finding financial resources to replenish his treasury and is dedicated to sharing your worries. I also admire him very much."
After a pause, he continued, "There will be no way to solve this food issue for a while, but the Yihui will always help Mr. Qin keep an eye on it. If the price drops, the Yihui will immediately send someone to notify Mr. Qin."
Qin Bo's thoughts faded:
I'm afraid something will happen to the school affairs office by then...
Unless we can find another contribution to help the school government survive this crisis.
"The so-called money and food, there is nothing we can do about food now, but there is a way to save money..."
"Oh!" Qin Bo perked up, "Please teach me, Jun Li!"
"Qin Jun, please follow me."
Li Yi took Qin Bo to the door of a room and told the servants guarding there:
"Light all the lights in the house."
Then he led Qin Bo into the house, and Li Yi ordered his servants to close all the doors and windows.
"Qin Jun, please take a look."
"This this……"
But the candles in the house were bright, with rows of flames dancing on the nine-branched lamps. The red and yellow flames shone brightly, making the room brighter than the outside.
Even though Qin Bo has been in and out of the palace all year round, he has never seen so many candles lit at once.
In other words, even the emperor would not burn so many candles at once.
Because candles, as tributes, are very precious.
Qin Bo swallowed hard, his eyes were blurry.
"Qin Jun, please take a look."
Li Yi opened a box, which was neatly arranged with candles.
He took out one and handed it to Qin Bo, "Qin Jun, touch it, is it round?"
"round."
"Slippery or not?"
"slip."
"Is it white or not?"
"white."
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"beautiful!"
"Where did Li Jun come from? This thing is actually round, smooth, beautiful and white..."
Qin Bo couldn't put it down. He had never seen such candles before.
The tribute candles of Wu State are all yellow, and there are light yellow, dark yellow and mixed yellow, and the yellowness is different.
It's not like the one in my hand, it's like jade.
Li Yi chuckled:
"Don't worry about where you came from, Mr. Qin. I just ask Mr. Qin, is Mr. Qin willing to sell this thing to Wu Di?"
Qin Bo suddenly raised his head and held tightly the round, smooth, beautiful and white thing in his hand:
"How many of these things does Li Jun have in his hand?"
"It's not much. Next year we can divide it between Qin Jun and about 30,000 to 40,000 pieces."
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