I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 248

The country is very rich, but the court is very poor.Because the imperial court enriched the scholar-bureaucrats and merchants, and it did not restrict land mergers, making the rich richer and the poor poorer.

In every disaster year, the displaced people abandon their farmland and look for food everywhere, and the landlords cooperate with the grain merchants to drive up the price of grain all the way up, so that those poor people, even if they have some savings, can still afford food. There is a stuttering food and returns to abject poverty.

But the imperial court, the imperial court of everyone, is controlled by the landlords and scholar-bureaucrats.

Zhao Xi looked through all the court decrees since the founding of the country, and compared the chronological records of the country since the founding of the country.

Unfortunately, what he saw was only mistakes, not correctness. What he saw were faces that were short-sighted for self-interest and ignored the court.

This is another catastrophic year, and he can imagine how happy those people with ulterior motives should be at this time...

Even the backbone cores of their own guard camp, it is estimated that the family is also preparing to share another gluttonous feast.

No way, he couldn't and couldn't do it alone to face the entire court, the entire shameless and greedy scholar-bureaucrat class.

From recruiting six families to make food when I was a child, to attracting a large group of people to make copper and iron mines, to attract a large group of people to make wool, coal, steel, and other things that are different from land income, just to let them turn their eyes. , Gain a little insight, don't keep staring at those bitter land.

It's just that Zhao Xi was worried that he would overestimate the IQ of those people and underestimate people's dependence on the land.So, I had to make some preparations...

Didn't disappoint him too much...

"Xi'er, you conspired in the guard camp, and your uncle's family has passed on the word that all actions will be led by the East Palace, and they will be in unison."

Empress Cao made a special trip to the East Palace to speak. She knew that in terms of keeping secrets, the Neiyuan could not compare to the East Palace.

Although she still doesn't quite know what her son is planning, and her mother's family's rumors are also so vague, but she knows that it should be kept secret.

Either the one who sent the message didn't know, or Cao Lin didn't know, so he just described the arrangements made by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Then, the Patriarch called Cao Xiang back and brought these words.

"Third Brother, Dad has also sent word that the Gao family and the East Palace are the same."

Said that it was all said and done, but they all had doubts on their faces.

"The severe drought in Jingzhao Prefecture and Hebei Province is bound to cause a sharp rise in food prices in these two places, and even a large number of refugees will flock to Kaifeng Prefecture."

"Once food prices rise, refugees will become poor, or even disorderly. I'm just taking precautions..."

"Let me tell you, let your own shops in Jingzhaofu and Hebei Road, or grain merchants, vacate all warehouses and prepare to receive grain."

"If possible, build some warehouses, preferably around the national highway..."

For those on the same front, Zhao Xi doesn't mind making arrangements for them in advance.

This time, they have to pay for the severe drought so that they will gain something in the future, let alone their own family members.

It's almost time for planting, and God still doesn't mean it's going to rain at all.

The irrigation of the bobbin cart is basically a drop in the bucket for the entire land of the Central Plains, and it does not help.

Too much land can no longer touch the river, and relying on the sky for food is the status quo of farming.

Dad has already prayed for rain three times, and God doesn't care about this so-called emperor at all.

Affected by the induction between heaven and man, Chen Gong has ordered his father to issue an edict of sin three times... all to no avail.

The court meeting to open the Changping warehouse was not once or twice, but after more than half a month of quarreling in the court, it still did not come to a conclusion.

The price of rice in Bianliang City has risen from [-] Wen to [-] Wen a Dou...

"Your Majesty, I ask the imperial court to order Bianliang money to supervise the production of coins, so as to alleviate the plight of the people who have no money to buy food..."

Who is this?Zhao Xi didn't even know how he came up with this idea.

No reason, no way to reason, arguing with such a person will lower your IQ.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once said that when there is plenty of grain, more coins are made, and when there is less food, coins are made. What Liu Shilang said is absurd. The coinage will depreciate the new currency and push up the price of grain at the same time. Absolutely not!"

He has the same knowledge as an idiot.

"Your Majesty, I ask the court to open the Changping warehouse and sell it at the price of [-] Wen per bucket, so as to solve the current rising price of rice, and also let the people of Bianliang have no worries about food shortages and prevent panic."

Regardless of whether there are ulterior motives or not, at least the reasons are sufficient and reasonable.

Zhao Xi never considered these courtiers literally, because none of them were innocent.

On the contrary, that fool may be the most innocent.

"That's wrong! Now that there are fifty coins for a bucket of rice, the people have not panicked."

"Bianliang has water transportation, with an annual transportation capacity of 600 million shi. Now the water transportation has opened, and new grains will be on the market soon. People of Bianliang, who doesn't know? Who doesn't know?"

"There is a severe drought in Jingzhao and a severe drought in Hebei Province. These two places do not have the convenience of water transportation, and there is no grain with an annual income of 600 million shi. Now the severe drought will inevitably cause countless refugees to flow to Bianliang."

"The Changping Warehouse is prepared to deal with the refugees from the three places. Now that the Changping Warehouse is open, what will be used to accommodate the refugees when they arrive? Please think twice, Your Majesty."

How many times, back and forth, over and over again, just a few words.The father said that the father was right, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was right, but if the father-in-law did not express his opinion, the father would not make a decision, nor would he make a decision.

When Wang Zhongzheng and Li Xian came back, they brought Annan's credentials, which were for the Zhengshitang.As for the letter to Xi'er, Zhao Zhen had read it,
I also know that Xi'er has made preparations for this year's drought... just some classics and new coins.

At this time, there is nothing more important than food.

It's just that Zhao Zhen didn't expect that Annan would cost a bucket of rice for three to five pennies...

Now, before the grain was transported by the water transport, the son's side had already entered the city.

It's just that Zhao Zhen can only wait when his son can't tell.However, when you have the bottom line in your heart, it is indeed a kind of enjoyment to watch the ministers shouting.In the past two years, this feeling has become more and more frequent.

At the beginning of the track operation, Zhao Xi directly dispatched the transportation teams that originally took the Shu Road to Hebei Road and Jingzhao Mansion. After the food arrived in Bianliang, it was quickly dispatched and transported to all prefectures and counties with drought.

As the court said, Bianliang City has water transportation, and 600 million shi of grain enters the city every year, with [-] Wen per bucket, which did not cause much panic.

And Jingzhao Mansion, Hebei Road, according to the report of the Imperial City Department, has reached the level of a hundred words per bucket.

One hundred words per fight, this is the tolerance limit drawn up by Zhao Xi, if this limit is exceeded, he must take action, otherwise panic will spread.

Alas, sometimes there is no way to do it. Even if you don't want to earn some money, you have to earn it.

Just like now, it is impossible for Zhao Xi to raise the price of rice to [-] cents per bucket from the very beginning. One is that the reserves are not enough, and the other is that the whole disaster has not yet reached the most critical time.

But he didn't want to let the price of rice rise, so he needed to sell some of the grain to ease the rise in the price of rice.

(End of this chapter)