I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 249
The rail carriage made by Su Song has a load capacity of about [-] shi, that is, a load capacity of about ten tons.

To be honest, this amount of load is really nothing to the craftsmanship of today's military supervisors in making carriages.

A piece of train skin in later generations can pull thirty to fifty tons. At this time, although the carriage craftsmanship of the Military Weapons Supervisor is inferior to that of later generations, it is also made of manganese steel.

Zhao Xi designed a two-way track from the beginning, that is to say, one-way transportation can achieve four horse-drawn carriages every quarter of an hour, which is equivalent to day and night, and the carriages on this track are constantly transporting.

In this way, nearly [-] stones can be transported in one day...

Zhao Xi formulated detailed regulations for rail transportation.

No way, he should have checked it on the spot, or even stared there during the trial run.

But no, since he wanted to dig a hole to bury some people, he had to stay in the court, and don't let those interested people see anything.

Rail transportation is a new thing, and it will definitely not be so smooth at the beginning, and some soldiers who were originally bad are still doing it.

Zhao Xi could only imagine what kind of chaos it would be.

Zhao Xi must not let Su Song accompany Li Jie to preside over the overall situation.

At this time, what impressed Zhao Xi the most was: there are too few people who can use it.

"Father, can Xue Xiang be temporarily employed in the Military Weapons Supervisor?"

There is really no other way.

Su Song left, and the distribution of grain delivered to Bianliang became a problem.

No matter whether it is written by Lu Gong or Han Zhen, including Wang Tao, they are not proficient in numerology, and they are even more vague about the way of wealth.

At this time, Zhao Xi thought of Xue Xiang.

"Xue Xiang?"

Zhao Zhen seemed to be searching for this name.

"The third division, Duzhi, was ordered to investigate the wool trading in the market."

Oh, I remembered.At that time, the ministers suggested that there really was such an edict...

Then, the next day, Xue Xiang was appointed by the court to enter the workshop city.

The responsibilities are also ready-made, and it can be regarded as the business scope of the third division envoy, to find out the currency production of the new money supervisor.

But the real purpose, Xue Xiang received a secret order from the government.

"Your Highness, are you doing this to make money?"

Xue Xiang didn't understand. He saw that the grain that went to Qianjian every day and was transported to Jingzhao Mansion and Hebei Road was enough to reduce the price of grain to a level of [-] to [-] cents a dou. goods.

"Master, when will the price of food be the highest?"

This is critical.Only when the price of grain soars to the highest level, grain is released in large quantities, and the crackdown on merchants who speculate on grain is the most effective.

"The day when the Changping warehouse is emptied should be the time when the price of rice is the highest."

"In the year of Qingli, the price of rice was nearly [-] yuan per dollar, and there was no worry of food shortage. Just like today, the price of rice per dollar is still within the reach of the common people."

"There is no worry for the refugees, the Changping warehouse has not been opened, and it is currently in the stage of mutual testing. The imperial court and other refugees, merchants wait for the Changping warehouse, and the common people are waiting for God."

"To put it bluntly, they are all accumulating. I am accumulating food, merchants are accumulating funds, common people are accumulating grievances, and the court is waiting for an explosion..."

"When the refugees arrive, the Changping warehouse will be opened. Only then will the merchants use the funds raised to loot the Changping warehouse's reserves frantically, thereby pushing up the price of grain to earn huge profits."

"What I'm doing this time is to sell rice in large quantities in Gyeonggi Province, Gyeonggi Province, and Hebei Province at the same time after the merchants' funds are locked up..."

To put it bluntly, Zhao Xi is someone who wants to make a fortune by taking advantage of the famine, throwing all the food in his hands to make it moldy.

The price of rice in Bianliang City has risen to 120 Wen per bucket, while Hebei Road and Jingzhao Mansion have reported that the price of rice is close to [-] Wen per bucket of rice.

Chaotang argued again, arguing over whether to open a regular position.

This time, the main debate is whether Hebei Road and Jingzhaofu should open their regular positions.

Each has its own reasons.

"The opening of Changping warehouses in Hebei Province and Jingzhao Prefecture can alleviate the suffering of refugees in Kaifeng Prefecture. Nowadays, the people's food preparations are exhausted. If the price of rice continues to rise, it will inevitably lead to wealthy families who cannot afford it and leave their homes. , flow to Bianliang."

"This famine is not a disaster for one prefecture and one county. The entire Hebei Road and Jingzhao Prefecture are almost in a state of failure, and the number of people affected by the disaster is as high as one million. If the imperial court does not open the Changping warehouse, millions of refugees will come to Beijing. Once If you make a mess, the consequences are unimaginable."

"A poor harvest or even a complete harvest is a foregone conclusion. Opening the Changping warehouse now will inevitably lead to looting by the people in order to obtain food preparations before next year's winter wheat harvest."

"The Changping warehouse will be emptied quickly, so the imperial court will do nothing to resettle the victims. That is the disaster, the biggest disaster. I think that the Changping warehouse has to keep the food this year, so as to ensure It is used by the imperial court to give porridge to calm the people."

The ministers shouted, but Fu Bi looked at Zhao Xi and his father.

It is not that there were no famines in the early years of the Kingdom, even if the disaster was less than half of what it is today, the officials would already be restless.

Strange now.Not only is His Royal Highness the crown prince confident, but even the officials seem to be watching the fun.

Officials are not masters who can hide things. In such a disaster, they can still listen to people's nonsense with great interest, without asking the relatives for their opinions on how to deal with it.It's so abnormal!

Zhao Xi's mind was on the market, focusing on the intentions of those merchants, and occasionally thinking about the position of courtiers and workers.

In his opinion, even if the ministers were involved in this matter, they would not dare to be blatant.Just like this court meeting, every sentence has to stand.

Therefore, I didn't spend too much time thinking about the court.There is no time to think about the court.

Even this morning, he felt that it was a bit of a waste of time. At this time, he most needed to use the Imperial City Department to grasp the dynamic changes in these three places so that he could make the most timely and appropriate response.

Therefore, the mind is not in the court at all.

"Chen Fubi asks for the right answer!"

Uh...has morning been over?Needless to say, there will certainly be no conclusions.

But Fubi asked to play right?This matter...~The courtiers seldom ask for permission, and most of them are officials who leave words.

In the early years, when the courts were fighting each other, every time the husband asked himself to play the right thing, one or two would be demoted after the job was over.

Over the years this has become noticeably less...

However, when they arrived at the Chuigong Hall, Fu Bi stared blankly at Zhao Zhen and his son without saying a word.

It's a mess!To be honest, it is really unreasonable not to say hello to Zhizai for such a big event.

The only excuse is that Zhao Xi did not use the channels of the imperial court, nor did he use the authority of the imperial court, but simply operated in the name of merchants.

Zhao Xi was calm, but Zhao Zhen couldn't do it anymore.

For so many years, I have never done such a big thing on my own initiative.He didn't make a clear distinction between merchants and the court.

In Zhao Zhen's heart, he and his son are the court.

It's a shame to hide it from my husbands.

"Xi'er..."

"Oh, daddy, rich minister, this is written by Xi, whether it can be used or not, still needs to be decided by the court..."

"On the Resettlement of Refugees" was prepared by Zhao Xi during this time, hoping to use some plans for future generations to standardize the management of disaster victims today.

Seeing Fu Bi's reluctance, Zhao Xi was worrying about the opportunity, so this was just right.

(End of this chapter)