Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 472 My dream of a postman——Li Zicheng
"Come here," Wang Qi put down the pen in his hand: "Go and call Lu Yu."

The purpose of abolishing the inns is to save finance and taxes.

In fact, for Wang Qi, the current parliament is not short of money.

Moreover, if you want to reform the inn, you can, but it cannot be an overly radical method like abolishing it.

Wang Qi's eyes fell on the snowy scene outside the window and murmured to himself: "The station itself is regarded as the blood vessel of the empire. It can only be transmitted through the various decrees and messages of their parliament. They can only be integrated and must not be easily abolished.

As for whether Li Zicheng and his ilk will appear after the integration of the post stations, roaring in the wild and sweeping across Shanshan and Shaanxi, Wang Qi is not worried - there is no soil for chaos in Shanshan and Shaanxi now.

Wang Qi fully believed that even if Li Zicheng lost his job due to the reform of the post station, he would still have other livelihoods to live on.

"Sir, you called me?"

Lu Yu arrived soon.

Sitting opposite Wang Qi, there was sweat on his forehead.

"Come back from outside?" Wang Qi saw the sweat on Lu Yu's face and asked the attendant to hand over the paper handkerchief.

"Today is the day when the livestock that Horqin sent to the parliament from Yueshan arrived in Beijing. A total of one thousand horses, three thousand cattle, and five thousand sheep have been placed in a pasture more than thirty miles north of the city," Lu Yu said as he wiped Khan, replied.

The cattle and sheep that Horqin gave to the parliament were in return for opening more than 30 trade markets, and they could also be regarded as Yueshan's certificate of submission to Wang Qi.

"Look at this letter," Wang Qi handed the letter to Lu Yu.

After taking the letter and taking two sips of tea, Lu Yu looked down.

Not long after, Lu Yu frowned slightly: "Liu Mao of the Land Department, he reported this matter to me, but because this matter is not like killing him with one stroke, it needs to be done step by step, so his subordinates rejected this suggestion and let him He went to verify it and then report it, but he didn’t expect it to be reported directly to the ruling lord."

"It doesn't matter." Wang Qi didn't want to pay attention to Liu Mao's thoughts. This was something Lu Yu should deal with. Wang Qi just wanted to hear Lu Yu's thoughts: "I want to hear your suggestions."

"Inns are the blood of the country and cannot be dismantled easily. Moreover, judging from the actual scale of each inn and the amount of silver spent on reception each year, each inn will not exceed 500 silver per year. This is calculated on average. If According to the actual usage in different regions, the minimum cost is no more than 100 taels, and the maximum is more than 800 taels!”

"So?" Wang Qi picked up the tea bowl: "Tell me more."

"Instead of abolishing the post station, what we have to do is to standardize the jurisdiction and service scope of the post station, and include the daily expenses of the post station in the assessment of the state government office! On the other hand, the post station can also divide some functions to serve ordinary people, such as mail delivery Letters, daily accommodation, renting cattle, sheep, horses, etc. This is also a measure to introduce financial resources.”

Lu Yu had obviously done some research, so Wang Qi's question didn't make him hesitate for a moment, but he talked non-stop for about half an hour.

"I plan to do a pilot project in Shanshan and Shaanxi, and reform some of the inns first to see what the response is. What do you think?" Wang Qi put down the tea bowl and looked at Lu Yu.

"Why Shanshan?" Lu Yu obviously didn't understand: "Whether it is Liangjiang or Nanjing, it is obviously more suitable. Their economic soil and their grassroots dominance should be much more suitable than Shanshan."

"Sun Chuanting is in Shanshan. You can have more contact with him. You will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future." Wang Qi did not explain anything. Another important reason may be Wang Qi's time traveler mentality: he I want to see if Li Zicheng will still walk on the grassy road of Wuthering Mountains after the reform of the inn in this era.

"Understood," Lu Yu nodded silently.

Although he didn't understand it, Lu Yu knew that what Wang Qi asked him to do had its own reason. One hundred percent execution is the principle here.

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Shaanxi, Yan'an Prefecture, Mizhi County.

Li Zicheng just turned eighteen this year.

Li Zicheng, who once thought he would herd sheep for landlords for the rest of his life, has changed his mind in recent years.

Since the parliament replaced the imperial court and Sun Chuanting took charge of Shanxi and Shaanxi.

The face of Shanshan and Shaanxi regions will take on a completely new look.

In the past, people could only bury their heads in the ground and dig for food.

Now, whether it is trading houses in the north, large factories in the south, or local sweet potato and corn food cultivation, they are all ways to survive, or even live better.

I heard that as long as sweet potatoes and corn are planted, the parliament can provide zero-interest loans to farmers and teach them techniques for free. At the same time, it will allocate the original Huangzhuang land to landless farmers for planting!
However, Li Zicheng has no plans to make a big deal in his life. He has been considering for the past two days whether to use the more than thirty taels of silver he has earned over the years to buy a postman Dangdang, or to directly respond to the call and go to the north to participate in the trade market!

"Postman, no matter what, he can be regarded as an iron rice bowl!" Li Zicheng knocked the table with his sea bowl and said to his friend Li Keyong from the same hometown: "I decided to go to Puzhou and apply to be a postman!"

Li Keyong saw that Li Zicheng had made up his mind and stopped trying to persuade him. Then he said, "I decided to go to Jiexiu and join the Fan family business to see if I can make a fortune!"

"Then, let's say goodbye!" Li Zicheng picked up the bowl: "If you can't survive, brother, you can come to Puzhou to find me! Wherever we, Lao Li, are, there will be food and wine for you!"

"Hahaha," Li Keyong laughed twice after hearing this: "Thank you very much! Take care, brother!"

The two of them drank for a few rounds, and the sky gradually darkened. Li Zicheng stood up and said goodbye, returning home to prepare for departure tomorrow.

To be honest, Li Zicheng actually didn't like the future that Li Keyong was pursuing: it was just a trading company, where could there be a stable post station? Even if it's Fan's Trading Company, so what? Aren't you relying on Sihai Trading Company to make a living? At that time, the Fan Family Trading Company will not know whether it will live or die with just a word from the consul!

After packing his luggage, Li Zicheng put away the gun and stick that had been with him for many years.

I climbed into bed and closed my eyes and slept for a long time. After being unable to fall asleep for a while, I opened my eyes again.

His eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Starting tomorrow, according to the schedule, we can reach Puzhou in about five days. I heard that Mr. Sun Chuanting was originally the county magistrate in Puzhou. Although he is now the governor, Puzhou still retains its various benevolent and virtuous policies. Maybe, maybe I can get the support of Mr. Sun. It is not impossible for me to fly to the branches and become a phoenix with the support of a noble person!"

Thinking of this, Li Zicheng finally fell asleep in his beautiful thoughts.

There was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

That is the yearning for a better life in the future.

(End of this chapter)