People in Datang, start with a golden hoe

The businessmen gathered together, but they couldn't even enter the gate of the government office.They do not have the power to "keep the world going smoothly without bowing to the official". Just the two teams of soldiers and horses at the gate of the government office stopped them in their tracks.

"Too deceiving!"

Power and money are often intertwined.Scholars were reluctant to give up their status as the top class and used the name of a subordinate to run their industries.When the way to get money encounters a setback, the people behind have to jump in and clear the obstacles.

All the businessmen contacted the backstage one after another. Suddenly, the office received a flood of invitations, and the letters piled up on the desk like snowflakes.

"Sir, I have your invitation!" The steward's voice was trembling, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Governor Lu's expression was wrong.

"I didn't expect that a mere piece of cotton would stir up a hornet's nest. The supervisor, the governor, the governor, one by one..." He wanted to get angry and throw all the invitations on the table to the ground.But this is not at home. Once someone sees it, it is inevitable to "take a copy".

He flipped through the greeting cards one by one, "Hey, who is the Deputy Group Training Envoy? He dares to do that?"

Picking this one up and tearing it to pieces, all the anger went out.After calming down, it didn't take long for him to have an idea.This matter had little to do with him. It was clearly caused by Confucian scholars and businessmen.As long as he invites both parties over and makes it clear, he will have succeeded.

When the time comes, wouldn't everything be fine if I move the two workshops outside the house and make finished cotton cloth into the house?
"Come here, call all the stewards on duty today. Ask them to write and reply to the officials, asking them to send people. In seven days, let's debate together how the cotton introduction matter should end."

The stewards wrote to the end and sent a copy to Cai Xiaolan.As a person involved in the cotton workshop, she should also be present.

When Cai Xiaolan received this conference invitation letter, or government document, she felt happy.

Things went as she expected.

"The use of strength in the Art of War is amazing. It's time to start the new red mission."

A gentleman says something to a sick man, but he must do what he wants.The powerful people in Yangzhou City monopolized the cloth industry. They controlled the relationship between supply and demand, maliciously manipulated the price of cloth, and made a hundredfold profit.

I feel unhappy!The producers of silk and satin can barely make ends meet, so why can the rich and powerful win?At the exchange meeting seven days later, they exposed their faces, broke through the obstacles, and allowed cotton to enter Yangzhou Prefecture.

Reward: "The Thirteen Processes of Cotton Thread Making"

With just one glance, Cai Xiaolan had the idea of ​​beating "Xiao Buping" to death.The rewards for this mission should be in the order of the "72 Methods of Weaving".

After all, silk came first, then cloth.How much time would be saved by just changing the order in which the two technical monographs appear?
Seven days passed very long in waiting.

On the seventh day, when Cai Xiaolan walked into the lobby at the invitation of the steward, there was already a crowd of people inside.

It’s crowded, and not everyone is qualified to sit.Standing together, pushing and shoving.As the organizer, the government office seems to have deliberately failed to see this, and the person in charge arrived late.

The atmosphere in the hall was getting worse and worse, and some of the hot-blooded school boys were about to attack the bejeweled businessman.

"Cough-cough-"

Everyone in the hall focused their attention on the coughing man, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

Cai Xiaolan swore that these two coughs were definitely not something she wanted to make conspicuous.But my throat is dry and I really need to cough.

Zheng Yisong recognized Cai Xiaolan. When he saw her coming, he immediately stopped the students and said, "Please be safe and wait for the governor."

The merchant group didn't like making trouble without profit, so it quickly became quiet.Inspector Lu, who was hiding in a side room and observing, sighed deeply. He thought the two sides were going to fight.Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by a cough from Cai Xiaolan.I had no choice but to take the steward and walk into the lobby.

"Everyone, I'm busy with business, I've been waiting for a long time!" With a polite word, he sat down on the main seat.As for hosting the meeting, others will arrange it.

Chang Shi, who had been following behind, came out, indicating that the two sides had conflicts over "cotton". In order to avoid the expansion of the conflicts, the government came forward to mediate between the two parties and reach a settlement.

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Yisong jumped out immediately.After saluting the governor, he immediately "fired" and bluntly pointed out the shamelessness of the wealthy businessmen.

Not only did the price of silk fabrics increase by dozens or nearly a hundred times, but cost-effective cotton was also banned from entering Yangzhou Prefecture.

"It's so shameless. It turns out that the saint made the most correct decision by classifying the merchants as the lowest class. They are all cruel and ruthless. How can they care about the life and death of the people?"

Cai Xiaolan stood next to the governor, facing the door and facing the sun. She saw Zheng Yisong's saliva spraying out three feet and evenly falling on the merchant's head.

A group of wealthy businessmen were furious. If looks could kill, Zheng Xianggong would not have any flesh and blood left in the world.

They are actually very unjust. The price is high because there are many people behind it who are extracting profits.In order to protect their own interests, they had no choice but to keep raising prices.

When the student standing behind Zheng Yisong saw the teacher showing off his eloquence in front of him, his mouth immediately became itchy and he started to curse.

Governor Lu frowned. At this moment, he was very lucky that he had "followed the hair" to comfort him earlier, otherwise he would have had to go through such an embarrassing scene.

Since it is hosted by an official, there is an opportunity for the other side to make a statement.

"Hmph, let me say a few words!"

The powerful finally took action.

"You students, with little experience, are easily hijacked by traitors." The speaker gave Zheng Yisong a meaningful look.

"There are people who fail in trials and are cynical, but you should not bully ignorant people." He said to himself, regardless of the gnawing eyes on his face: "The country's foundation lies in agriculture. There is a time for farming, but there is no time for farming. Men farm and women weave. This has been the case since ancient times. If a large amount of cotton is poured in, the price of cotton will be low. Silk will be abandoned in the market. Mulberry fields will be abandoned, weavers and embroidery workers will stop, and the famous silk trade in Yangzhou City will also be greatly affected. If things go on like this, it will hurt the original cause. country."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the hall.

Everyone here does not know the importance of silk fabrics in bulk trade.This exists like "currency".And the common people raising silkworms and reeling silk has become a legend through the ages.If the influx of cheap cotton really causes such a change, the gains outweigh the losses.

Zheng Yisong looked coldly, "So this is the reason why you are raising the price of silk and satin dozens of times behind your back?"

"Even if the price of silk and satin drops tenfold, how many people can afford it? Lingluo silk and satin belong to the nobles. The taxes generated from the transaction will enrich the country and strengthen the army. What's wrong with that?" The man said in a sonorous tone, carrying the power of the people. people.

All the students were anxious and speechless.

After all, the premise of respecting the people is the stability of the dynasty.

The hall was silent for a moment, and the situation was one-sided.

"Master Lu, this little girl has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not!"