Chapter 107 Yongchang Money

Xiangyang City, Xincheng Bay.

Li Zijing was sitting in the Chinese military tent with a heavy look on his face.

Ever since the news of the emergence of a large number of Ming troops in Junzhou reached the city, the whole of Xiangyang felt like it was full of soldiers.

The Dashun garrison in Xiangyang Prefecture was under the control of Liu Tichun. After the last military meeting, Liu Tichun sent documents to the prefectures and counties that were still occupied by Dashun.

The forces of the Dashun Army from all over the country were shrinking towards the city, adopting a posture of fortifying the walls and clearing the fields, and strictly guarding the city.

This behavior of the Dashun Army is reasonable, but in the eyes of the people everywhere, it means another war.

The common people were most helpless during the war, and even the people in Xiangyang City were in a state of unrest.

It has been more than a month since we arrived in Xiangyang. Li Zijing's front camp has been expanded and the number of troops has doubled, and the camp has become lively.

There are also many more appropriate arrangements in the Chinese military tent.

The problem is that there are no copper mines around Xiangyang, so they can only be transported from other places. Before Dashun defeated Shanhaiguan, the transportation of copper mines was smooth, and Yongchang coins in the city completely replaced Ming copper coins.

After that, he got up and left.

"The common people have something to do, please let the general make the decision."

"Who are you going to sue?"

"In the past few days, there have been officials in the city collecting copper utensils. If they don't give them, they will beat them. The people are suffering terribly. Has the general seen this?"

The people immediately knelt down and kowtowed hurriedly.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. You have a huge backing, and my general can also make decisions for you. You are here, but you have to leave before you say anything. Isn't it weird?"

Wu Zhaosheng did not stop him this time and was also very shocked.

"The people the common people want to sue are none other than your Dashun Army."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the Chinese military tent suddenly became tense.

Wu Zhaosheng also knew the stakes of this matter. Hearing this, he clasped his fists and turned around to leave.

In addition to the table on the north side and the shelf hanging Li Zijing's conquest armor, a screen was added to the tent, and a detailed planning map of Huguang was hung on the screen.

"No need to be polite, sit down and talk."

Because of this, Li Zijing's military tent was the most scholarly among the generals of the Dashun Army.

Many processes were interrupted by the Manchus entering the Guan Dynasty.

For Dashun, such a change may be a good thing. After all, a regime that wants to last for a long time in the future cannot always rely on a muddy style to maintain it.

"Inform the whole city that from now on, anyone who collects copperware from the public on the pretext of minting coins will be punished as a crime of rebellion!"

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed, but under the close gaze of Li Zijing and Wu Zhaosheng, he nervously told the truth.

But whether they will see it or not is unclear.

Li Zijing looked slightly serious and said seriously.

"I have been ordered by Emperor Yongchang to control the East Road. I should make decisions for the people. Are there any officials or gentry who are doing evil and harming the people?"

The next moment, he reacted suddenly and knelt down.

"It's really hard to open the pot in ordinary people's homes. We have money and can't spend it. We've handed over all the copper utensils. How can we cook with them?"

Watching him leave, Li Zijing slowly sat back.

On this day, a common man came to the front camp and was very angry. He said that Li Zijing controlled the East Road and wanted to make a decision for the people of Xiangyang.

In troubled times, the most valuable thing is gold and silver.

Li Zijing put down the martial arts scripture in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at the common man who walked into the tent.

Dashun's army suffered a losing streak all the way, and could not even contact the garrison in various places, and had no time to deal with the coin matter.

Wu Zhaosheng had been standing at the camp gate, and when he saw this, he stopped him and said.

Although there are not many books nowadays, Li Zijing really reads them whenever he has time, and the soldiers in the front camp also know this.

Now, with the defeat of the Dashun Army, Yongchang money has become completely useless in Xiangyang. No businessman will accept the coins of a regime that is about to collapse.

Li Zijing's actions also invisibly affected the atmosphere of the entire front camp. Many generals and officers began to collect various books and place them in their tents.

All the shops in the city now only accept gold and silver as transaction currency. A large amount of Yongchang money is discarded in the money bureau, and what is in the hands of the people cannot be spent.

The middle-aged man backed down, but seeing Wu Zhaosheng's tough attitude, he was frightened, so he walked back step by step.

Telling Dashun in Dashun?

Li Zijing stood up and stared slightly.

Since time travel, Li Zijing has only known what it means to read books when they are needed, so he likes to read all kinds of books and supplement all aspects of ancient knowledge.

"General!"

Li Zijing rolled his eyes and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Historically, after Li Zicheng established power in Xiangyang, he indeed opened a twenty-four coin bureau in Xiangyang to mine and make Yongchang coins.

On the left hand side of the account, there is a bookcase made of mahogany. There are several ancient books neatly placed in the cabinet. In addition to the general martial arts classics, there are also three books: "Sun Tzu", "Wu Zi" and "Wei Liao Zi".

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Li Zijing waved his hands slightly, showing as kind a face as possible.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression darkened.

But later, Shanhaiguan was defeated, Dashun was defeated all the way, and the copper mines were lost. Xiangyang could not receive copper mines, but Li Zicheng did not issue any new orders about the currency system.

"Let him in."

"There is no need to kneel down when you come to me from now on."

"What?"

"The grassroots people don't want you to punish anyone. The grassroots people just want to exchange the Yongchang money in their hands into silver coins that can be spent."

"We, Dashun, are a people's team. Our general is also from Mizhi. In the old days, we were a farmer, just like everyone else."

Li Zijing immediately looked at him and said in a deep voice.

The common man was startled for a moment, then scratched his head and carefully sat on the stool set aside, rubbing his rough palms uneasily on his trouser legs.

The middle-aged man hesitated to speak, but seeing that Li Zijing had already said so, he had no choice but to give up, sighed, and turned around to leave.

"Send someone to the Baoyuan Bureau and order them to immediately stop minting Yongchang coins and stop all collections of copperware."

"Don't worry, since this general is known to me, I will definitely give the people of Xiangyang a satisfactory answer."

This was a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, wearing a dark blue coat. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Zijing.

Li Zijing looked at him with a serious look on his face and said.

"I'm just afraid that the general won't be able to decide on this matter."

"Is this happening?"

"What's the difference between forcing the people and those dog officers and soldiers?"

"Now the shops in Xiangyang don't recognize Yongchang money. We can't spend it in our hands. In order to make Yongchang money, the money bureau even collects the copperware."

"The common people have seen General Li"

Thinking in my heart, this can be regarded as an opportunity to win people's hearts.

"Last year the Emperor Yongchang established the government in Xiangyang, opened twenty-four bureaus, and made Yongchang money, but this money only circulated in Xiangyang."

It's just that it's easy to stop minting this coin, but the most difficult thing is how to recover the many waste coins that have been circulated to ensure that the losses of the people are minimized.

The front camp currently has limited funds, and the taxes collected in Dengzhou last time have to be retained to pay the troops.

It is not known whether the funds used here will be enough. If they are used up, the troops will have no pay, and the people's hearts will not be stable.

Li Zijing rubbed his sore head and sighed in his heart. It is so difficult to manage a city and a place. It is really unimaginable to manage the whole world.
Chapter completed!