nanming man

Chapter 681
In mid-November, snowflakes danced in the sky, and the ground in Guanzhong was covered with a thin layer of snow.

On the official road leading to Xi'an, tens of thousands of troops marched forward against the cold wind, stepping on thin snow.

Gao Yihuan rode on a war horse, observing the two sides of the official road, on the snow-capped field, a village appeared at intervals, and the smoke from the kitchen was rising. It seemed that it was already a little alive.

"It seems that Mr. Li's management of Guanzhong has been quite effective in the past year!" Gao Yihuan let out a white breath.

Chen Mingxia's cheeks were reddish from the cold, and he said with a white breath: "Guanzhong has been in chaos for many years, with a lot of land and a small population. Corn and sweet potatoes. After next year, the grain on the Weihe Plain can meet [-]% of the consumption in Guanzhong, and the remaining [-]% will be transshipped from Huguang and Sichuan. However, although there is a gap in grain, after the cotton is harvested, it will be sold directly to the vicinity of Xi'an Cotton cloth is woven in the workshop, and then sold to the Western Regions, Mongolia, and Uzbekistan in exchange for cattle, sheep, horses, and furs. In general, the income and expenditure should be able to reach a balance."

Gao Yihuan asked: "The cotton cloth produced in Guanzhong should not be comparable to the goods in Jiangnan. Can these cotton cloth be competitive?"

Chen Mingxia said: "The cotton cloth in the south of the Yangtze River is indeed better than the cotton cloth produced in Guanzhong. Their goods are not only exquisite, but also cheaper than our goods. In the customs, our goods basically have no ability to compete, but the Mongols outside the customs are not interested in cotton cloth. The requirements are not as high as those in Guanzhong. It doesn’t matter if it is rough, as long as you can wear it. We now have the advantage of being close to the customs, and the control of tariffs by the feudal government allows the cotton cloth produced in Guanzhong to occupy a place. I think it's impossible to completely compete with Jiangnan."

Chen Mingxia is a native of Jiangnan, and he has a deep understanding of Jiangnan's economic development, cotton spinning and silk weaving.

Gao Yihuan nodded thoughtfully, "Jiangnan textile has a long history, and Guanzhong has just started, as long as it can survive, there is no need to rush."

Chen Mingxia said: "Actually, there are many ways for the feudal government to support the cotton spinning workshop in Guanzhong, but the problem is that the feudal government can only control the affairs within the feudal state, and cannot affect the outside. We don't resell the cloth from Jiangnan, others will For resale. Most of the out-of-mouth trade with the Mongols is controlled by Shanxi merchants. They get high-quality and cheap goods in the south of the Yangtze River, and they can sell them as far as the Raksha country, robbing us of our out-of-mouth business. It's almost there."

This is really a headache. The influence of the Manchu Qing Dynasty on Mongolia was much greater than that of the Western Wei Dynasty.

With the protection of the Qing Dynasty, Jin merchants were safer than Western Wei's caravans when they traded abroad, and the goods in their hands were better than those of Western Wei, so it was difficult for Western Wei to compete with Shanxi merchants.

"This time the Manchu Qing instigated Mongolia to enter the Guanzhong, it was the caravan, and the news was sent back." Gao Yihuan said in a deep voice: "The caravan going outside the mouth can not only bring high profits to the feudal mansion, but also collect information outside the mouth. Therefore, the feudal government must give some support to merchants. Now it seems that our goods are high in cost and poor in quality, which is a shortcoming, but as long as we persist, it will become an advantage. The supply of goods is in the hands of others, and it is ultimately controlled by others. However, in my opinion, apart from the goods, the most important thing is to increase Wei's influence outside the mouth."

Chen Mingxia said: "Your Majesty really hit the nail on the head. If my Great Wei has enough influence to deter the surrounding Mongolia, it will not be a problem to squeeze the Shanxi merchants away. But it is not easy to solve Mongolia and deter the surrounding barbarians!"

Gao Yihuan nodded slightly, and said with a white breath at the corner of his mouth: "This is indeed not an easy task. First of all, our Great Wei must be great enough to be worshiped by the barbarians, and we must completely crush them in politics, economy, culture and military affairs. , let them highly recognize and worship us. We must maintain absolute strength in culture and military affairs.”

Chen Mingxia looked at Gao Yihuan for a moment, and suddenly became a little excited, "I understand! It's like the Tang Dynasty!"

Gao Yihuan nodded, then shook his head again, "Tang Dynasty is not completely done yet!"

He was talking, when he looked up, a majestic city in the distance had appeared in front of his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Hehe~ we've arrived in Wangjing!"

In November, the common people finished their farm work, but it was still early before the Spring Festival. In the cold weather, when the common people had nothing to do, most of them made children on the hot kang.

At this time, the population of the Western Wei State was close to 500 million. After 20 years, as long as it was safe and stable and there was enough food, it was estimated that it could rise to 5000 million.

Because the weather was getting colder, snow covered the walls, roofs, and streets. Even in broad daylight, there were few pedestrians on the streets, and the residents of the city were warming themselves by the fire at home.

In the palace of Wei Dynasty, in the pavilion outside the courtyard, Zhu Wei, Zhao Juan, Deng Shi, and Li Yan's wife Tang Shi and Hong Niangzi sat at a table. The table was covered with a blanket and a stove was placed under it. They warmed up by the fire , while embroidering, while admiring the snow scene.

Li Yan's wife, Tang Shi, and Liu Heizi's wife, Deng Shi, both came from a scholarly family, and they were able to chat with Auntie Zhu. They often gathered together to talk, and sometimes they even wrote some poems. On the other hand, it was completely personal, and they basically couldn't get in any words, just to accompany them. When they talked about snow scenes, poems, and operas, they didn't feel any fluctuations in their hearts, and even felt a little sleepy.

At this time, Aimee Zhu had gradually gotten used to life in the Wei Palace. Although Zhao Juan had nothing to say to her and couldn't talk to her, she respected her as a concubine and arranged her life meticulously. Get her the wives of several ministers to talk with her, so that she has someone to communicate with.

Although someone spoke to relieve some of her distress, sometimes, Aimee Zhu was still a little unhappy, and she always felt that something was missing, which made her feel lost in her heart.

At this time, Gao Yihuan rode a war horse and arrived in front of the palace. Several months passed, and the renovation of the palace made progress again. The gate was repainted, copper nails were installed, and a gold lacquer plaque was hung. Although it was still cold, But it already looks like a palace.

As soon as Gao Yihuan arrived in front of the palace gate, the guards on duty at the gate immediately greeted him and led the horse for him.

Gao Yihuan threw the whip to the guards, shook off the snowflakes on his body, and walked quickly to the harem.

In the empty palace, the yards and pavilions are covered with a layer of snow, which has a special flavor.

As soon as Gao Yihuan entered the harem, he saw several women gathered in the pavilion in the distance, so he walked over.

Aimee Zhu and the others were laughing and laughing. Zhao Juan, who was sitting by the side, covered her mouth with her hand and let out a small breath. Her eyes were narrowed into a line. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly saw a handsome man in golden armor walking over. , she stood up immediately.

Everyone in the pavilion looked at her suspiciously, Zhu Yu turned her head away, then followed her gaze to look back, and was stunned for an instant.

"Your Majesty, you are back!" Zhao Juan's face was full of surprise, concern, and tenderness.

Gao Yihuan smiled and nodded, his eyes fell on her and Aimee Zhu, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he said pleasantly, "Sister-in-law is here too!"

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