Chapter 887
Although Xu Jie was not a sea school, he was not strict. In the official career of so many years, he was particularly attached to Yan Song in the officialdom and had already grinded him.
For this kind of thing that does not have a strong interest in Kaihai and the Sea, he has no clear position.
The reason why this time was opposed to Guangdong Mito, it was due to the consideration of the overall interests of Songjiang Prefecture, and there was still a little selfishness.
Songjiang Prefecture is the largest cotton production center in Daming. It has already formed a complete industrial chain. It has countless wechiers. Its products are selling well in the north and south of the river.
It was just that the Leizhou cloth was born suddenly. The quality of its products was better than Songjiang cloth, but the price was only half of the Songjiang cloth. It has slowly seized the market of Songjiang cloth from Guangdong.
Fortunately, the factor of traffic, and some people in various places greeted them. Leizhou Bu can only radiate in neighboring provinces, but it is difficult to reach Zhejiang, let alone transportation to Nanzhili.
No one expected that this time Lin Yanran had a different approach, intending to use this to calm down the name of Hangzhou rice prices. Once Guangdong and Hangzhou navigable, Leizhou cloth will inevitably take the opportunity to go north to have a strong impact on Songjiang cloth.
The workshops of thousands of female weaving workers in his family are small, and the status of Songjiang House is not guaranteed. If at that time, the price of Songjiang cotton will inevitably be reduced, and it will even be snatched by the low -cost Leizhou cloth.
A large market.
That's it. He is an opponent of the north of Guangdong. He wants to prevent Guangzhou and Hangzhou from navigation and want to save Songjiang cloth.
But the silk merchants of Hangzhou did not know why, they even stood on the side of Lin Yanran, but they supported the opening of this new route. To this end, they did not hesitate to push the rice price of Hangzhou City, and thus staged a "Book of Wanmin".
Play.
Wanmin's books in Hangzhou are too lethal. Even if he is a Daming Auxiliary, he dares not easily go against "public opinion", and it is likely to push the boat to accept this plan smoothly.
Sometimes, he has to admit that this Lin Wenkui is indeed a piece of jade. Fake time, it will inevitably be able to achieve a career, and it may even become the first assistant of Daming.
Sighing a sigh, as if he was old for a few years, he picked up the play, and went to the duty room next door.
Yan Song, who was wearing a reckless robe, bowed in front of the case, sometimes a few cough sounds happened, and he was watching the play with a single piece of glasses, but it looked very slow.
Although his spirit is obviously much better than the ordinary elderly, after all, he is already an 82 -year -old elderly. His face is full of old spots, and his physical condition is very worrying.
"Master Yuanfu!"
Although Xu Jie has already been with Yan Song, he has never torn his face publicly.
Even if his students repeatedly impeached Yan Song, he took himself cleanly, and said that things had nothing to do with him. They were caused by those students' own claims.
Yan Song's slap was too bright, and Xu Jie's voice was not loud. At first he thought it was an illusion, but he looked up and saw Xu Jie coming in.
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"Master Yuanfu, please see you through this play!" Xu Jie looked at Yan Song, who was old, and Yan Song had a little sympathy, but this idea was just a flash, and he smiled and handed the play to the past.
Yan Song took this book sparse, and he held the old flower glasses and carefully checked the review.
Although he is old, this kind of work has been doing it for more than 20 years, and it is also a light car. It is not that there is no Yan Shifan at the moment, it is really difficult.
Yan Song looked at the content of the play, frowned slightly, and his face looked very dignified.
At first, he also opposed it. From Guangdong Yunmi to Hangzhou, all the roads were the coastlines of the pirates, which were likely to be ransacked by the pirates, thereby encouraging their arrogance.
It was only the analysis of Yan Shifan yesterday. Seeing the benefits of selling silk from Hangzhou to Guangdong, let him understand that this incident is favorable and harmful, and he cannot really kill a stick.
At present, the price of rice in Hangzhou City has skyrocketed, and there are tens of thousands of people in Hangzhou. This incident is undoubtedly inclined to Yunmi from Guangdong, but the pirates have to be weighed.
"Lord Yuanfu, what should I do so?" Xu Jie looked at Yan Song's reading and played, and asked softly.
"It's a bit difficult to do this!" Yan Song lowered the eyes of the old flowers and stunned Changshu.
Xu Jie made a listening, but Yan Song did not continue to say, apparently hadn't made up the idea.
Yan Song looked at the court officials to send tea, and his eyes immediately brightened, but he opened his mouth, but suddenly changed his mind: "Xu Ge, let's go to meet the holy!"
This is also his usual means. Once he cannot make an idea about something, he will go directly to Jiajing. Or give the question directly to the Holy San, or explore the ceremony.
"Okay!" Xu Jie nodded gently, but if he looked at the pavilion deeply, he glanced at it.
When Yan Shifan was here, the father and son had to discuss it, and he could always draw appropriate votes, causing him to not get started at Damingji's supplementary supplementary.
Important things will be sent back to Yan Shifan.
Obviously, Yan Song just wanted to ask for helping Yan Shifan, but in the end, he changed his mind to choose to see the Holy Saint.
Wanshou Palace, sandalwood.
In Jiajing wearing a light blue road robe, the whole person looked refreshing. After taking the elixir, after taking a while, he looked warm and comfortable.
Because in September, the weather turned cold, and there was not much sweat on his forehead. He was wiped on his forehead, but listened to the two heavy ministers of Yan Song and Xu Jie to see it outside the door.
Lead the person in.
"Old ministers see the emperor, long live the emperor!" Yan Song and Xu Jie came in and immediately ritual.
Jiajing raised his hand and asked Yan Song directly: "Come here, I don't know what happened?"
"The old minister thought it should be held to be held and filled with the court minister!" After Yan Song stood up, he stood up seriously.
If Yan Shifan is still in the cabinet, he will not launch this suggestion. However, Yan Shifan is gone, and his energy is not good, it is difficult to continue the total voting right, so he needs an obedient to help him to help him.
Hey?
Chapter completed!