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Chapter 645: A piece of paper debt

Zhang Yang took out another volume of books from the carriage. Many of the volumes were already moldy, and as soon as the volume was opened, the bamboo slips were loose and scattered on the floor after shaking twice.

I picked up these bamboo slips melancholy, and even the writing on them was very blurry due to the passage of time.

This job is really difficult to do. In line with the farmers' desire to understand crop conditions and establish data, we still need to read the necessary information.

Not long after, Li Lizhi and Li Zhi came with their younger brothers and sisters.

Asking them to take these files back, Zhang Yang held a volume of records of farmers in Taifu Temple.

The children each held a pile of files and happily headed towards Lishan Mountain.

In the early years of the Tang Dynasty and the early years of Wude, when the world was at peace, the food issue was a top priority.

Since the Wude Dynasty, he mostly put down rebellions in various places. When Li Shimin came to the throne, he devoted himself to farming.

You can only grow grain in the fields, not flowers, vegetables, or fruit trees. Once you are caught and accused, you will be severely fined.

This has also led to the lack of fruits and vegetables in crops in the Central Plains, and there are very few types.

According to Sinong records, from the third year of Wude to the fifth year of Zhenguan, there was basically no encouragement for vegetable fields.

Zhang Yang sat down by the Huaqing Pond, reading one volume and then picking up another. The fields were filled with grain, but there were very few vegetables, let alone cultivated crops.

"Li Zhi, pack up these files and dry them all."

Li Lizhi heard this and said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, some of these bamboo slips are rotten. Why don't you let your younger brothers and sisters copy them and record them in categories?"

Zhang Yang nodded slightly and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.

"Sister Xiao Wu, put them all here and we can sort them out together." Li Lizhi called.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui also marked the children's exam papers and came to help.

There are thousands of files in a carriage. Just sorting, classifying, and recording three things are done at the same time, and they also need to be summarized.

These things cannot be accomplished in ten days and a half.

This is the backlog of crop cultivation records accumulated over many years in the Tang Dynasty. From the perspective of food security, these data are also a top priority for a country.

At the moment, it seems that the central government does not care about this information, but the emperor does.

The emperor is in charge of the general direction. He only needs to know how many fields have been cultivated and how much grain has been harvested. A rough idea is enough.

I won’t ask too many specific details.

Not to mention that the DPRK and China only focus on farming but do not know how to increase the variety of crops, which is very lacking in diversity.

For example, Hebei is suitable for growing wheat, and south of the Huaihe River is suitable for growing rice.

Rice, millet, broomcorn millet, bean sprouts, wheat, and hemp are generally the five most common types. There are no records for vegetables and fruit trees.

The land in the Central Plains is very fertile, which is why it has been a major agricultural country for thousands of years.

Of course, from the perspective of the government system, food is sometimes also the performance of a state government. Food is the first to bear the brunt. Only with enough food can we feed a larger population and make the state government prosperous.

Under the influence of this internal circulation, grain production has been reduced everywhere. There are even vegetable plots that have gone too far to grow grain instead of growing vegetables.

Some land is not only used to grow food, and a lot of land is wasted because of this. For example, the southern part of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River can be encouraged to cultivate tea, mainly sorghum. The line north of Guan Nei is very suitable for growing sorghum and can also be used to make wine.

There is no specific plan for growing food and no specific production goals.

After reading several volumes of records, Zhang Yang realized what kind of mess he had inherited.

Xu Hui whispered: "Master, these files disappeared six years after Zhenguan."

In the sixth year of Zhenguan? What happened in the sixth year of Zhenguan?

Zhang Yang tapped his forehead with the scroll, and then he remembered that something happened to Lu Chengqing, the Minister of Household Affairs in the sixth year of Zhenguan.

After the incident involving the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the post of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue was vacant for a long time, and only now was Chu Suiliang replaced.

Xiao Wu and Li Zhi spread out a large piece of paper in front of Qujiang Pool and started recording data, starting from the third year of Wude.

Except for his younger brothers and sisters who had to record the files and stopped at night, Zhang Yang wrote an article late that night.

Li Yue asked curiously: "Is this a message from a distinguished family?"

"Yeah." Zhang Yang picked up the pen and dipped some ink on the inkstone and continued writing.

Li Yue held her waist, frowned and read unconsciously, "Come on, my soldiers! Listen, Ersu, the world is suffering, and the fire and water are deep. The nobles of aristocratic families are working for the tiger, and the high-ranking family is using the owl to spread their wings..."

An extremely heroic and inspiring statement appeared on the paper, with 400 words of eloquence.

After watching her husband finish writing, he said solemnly, "Are you finally going to overthrow the noble family?"

Zhang Yang put down his pen and said seriously: "It is better to draw fuel from the bottom of the cauldron than to stop it from boiling."

The storm is about to come, and the war with the aristocratic family is not over yet, and it has not even begun.

The family has been based in the Central Plains for thousands of years. It is not easy to break out.

Some things can be done, and some things must be done. Zhang Yang whispered: "At least I have to work hard, maybe I will succeed."

Li Yue smiled and said, "Don't worry, the whole Lishan Mountain is at my husband's command."

Holding his wife in his arms, Zhang Yang asked again: "How is the child?"

Li Yue whispered: "How could I be born so soon?"

"I mean, has she moved?"

"Husband, stop making trouble."



The bright moonlight shrouded the entire Lishan Mountain, and under the quiet night, every household turned off their lights.

The next day, it rained continuously in Guanzhong, and the Lishan Mountain under the rain curtain was shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Many animals began to appear in the bushes, and they were the first to realize that the weather was getting warmer.

Yesterday, I had a busy day sorting out these books, and the children were listless. The aunt took them to barbecue, and the younger brothers and sisters were inspired.

Even if Taifu Temple is a mess, he cannot ignore it. Zhang Yang walked to the entrance of the village and saw Xu Jingzong coming with Pei Xuanji.

This guy looked haggard, as if he had been indulging in drunkenness and meat all day long.

Pei Xuanji bowed and saluted, "I have met Zhang Shangshu."

Xu Jingzong stepped forward and whispered: "This man drank too much yesterday and was slapped several times before he woke up."

The drizzle falling on his body made Pei Xuanji wake up from his drunkenness. He raised his spirits and said: "Zhang Shangshu, I will definitely write down my thoughts after reading the Madman's Diary next time. Please give me some more time."

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "What do you think the aristocratic family is like?"

Pei Xuanji replied: "The aristocratic family is poisoning the place, and the world has no choice but to rely on it. If you don't obey them, your official career will be cut off. They are evil people, and they are the biggest enemies of the Central Plains."

“What would you do if you were given a knife?”

Zhang Yang said in a low voice.

Pei Xuanji thought for a moment and said, "I drink and read the diary of a madman every night these days. If I have a knife, I would like to lead a troop to capture the noble family."

"What if you don't have soldiers and horses?"

"I...I rushed into the house of a wealthy family with a knife. I would rather kill for justice than suffer any injustice."

The rain was getting a bit heavy, so Xu Jingzong stood aside quietly without making a sound, just listening to the conversation between Zhang Shangshu and Pei Xuanji.

"Brother Pei, the reason why I thought of you to do this is because you know the aristocratic family best, you also know the famous families, and you also know their temperament and work habits. I believe in a truth, to deal with the opponent, just

You have to understand your opponent first.”

"What Zhang Shangshu said is true, and I also think so, but..." Pei Xuanji looked a little embarrassed, "Xu Shilang said that he asked me to come to Lishan because Zhang Shangshu asked me to serve as the Prime Minister of Taifu Temple."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang smiled, "Brother Pei, brother Pei, it's time to change your mind."

"What does Zhang Shangshu mean by this?"

"The imperial examination system is now implemented in the imperial court, and the recommendation system should have been eliminated long ago. Do you think that with the implementation of the imperial examination, I can make you the prime minister of Taifu Temple with just one sentence? Brother Pei thinks highly of me."

"this……"

Zhang Yang asked again: "I dare to ask Brother Pei, can you pass the imperial examination?"

After being said to be a famous official, it was okay for Pei Xuanji to make jokes and show off. He did study hard when he was a child, but now it has long been abandoned. Let alone the imperial examination, he couldn't even write a piece of reflections in a madman's diary.

Pei Xuanji looked troubled and was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Yang continued: "I know that your heart is not in the court. You only want to marry a girl with the fifth surname and shine on your family name. I will give you three things. As long as you do these three things well, let alone a temple minister."

The position, even the position of minister, is not a problem, and it does not prevent you from marrying a woman with the fifth surname."

After saying that, he patted his shoulder again, and Zhang Yang whispered in his ear: "Brother Pei, are you really willing to leave your destiny in the hands of that Li Zhengbao? A person's future is in his hands.

Why do you have to look at his face when using your own hands?"

Why should you look at his face?

The voice was very soft, but the whisper really touched the soft spot in his heart.

Zhang Yang added: "You are the queen of Pei Ju of Hedong, and you can succumb to Li Zhengzao's sect. If you are desperate, not to mention that you are a man between heaven and earth, why should you always act based on other people's faces."

Pei Xuanji bowed and said, "I would like to listen to Minister Zhang's advice."

First he nodded, and then Zhang Yang said: "Brother Pei, you have to think carefully. If you want to accomplish my things, you need a very firm will and a firm stand. You have to understand what we are facing."

What kind of enemy they are, they will use all kinds of hard and soft methods to deal with them."

"Isn't it just to deal with aristocratic families? I know better."

This time his tone was finally much firmer.

Zhang Yang patted his back which was wet by the rain, "From now on you will be a determined warrior."

"I am willing to listen to Zhang Shangshu's instructions."

Zhang Yang sat in the thatched shed and whispered: "There are three things I want to give you. First, you are ordered by Taifu Temple to go to Taiyuan, Hebei and other places to investigate the breeding status of crops, fruits, vegetables, chickens, ducks and fish.

, these are all appearances, and they are also your cover. If someone asks you, you will answer like this, I have the final say in Taifu Temple now."

"Here!"

"Okay, let me talk about the next two items." Zhang Yang took out a contract, "This contract has not been signed yet, but I have already written the articles. The Li family of Zhao County and Guoqing Temple will pay two million yuan to purchase it.

Lishan Papermaking Technology, now that the money for this papermaking technology has not been paid off, I plan to sell the debt."

"sold?"

"Brother Pei, don't be surprised and listen to my explanation. The debt is like this. We have a debt of two million yuan in our hands. Logically speaking, the two of them have to pay off the money, but we, Lishan, can't come forward to ask for it.

, we can only come up with this strategy, first divide the 2 million guan into ten parts and sell them for 1.6 million guan. In this way, the party who bought the debt can take the 2 million guan to collect from the two families.

want."

"In one go, I made 400,000 yuan. As for the buyer, it's best if he's from one of the five surnames. Does Brother Pei understand now?"

Pei Xuanji clenched his hands into fists and whispered: "What a vicious strategy."

Zhang Yang waved his hand and said with a smile: "The third thing!"

As he spoke, he took out another roll of paper. The paper had been sealed with sealing wax and placed in a bamboo tube. "Here is an appeal to the aristocratic family. Don't take it out until it is critical. Brother Pei wants to

Protect it as if it were your own life."

"Brother Pei went all the way from Guanzhong to Taiyuan, checking the conditions of crops and various matters in various places along the way. He also made friends with people who were against the aristocratic family. He made friends along the way. Since the publication of Diary of a Madman, there have been many murder cases in Luoyang. There have been many rumors

People already have the intention to rebel against the aristocratic family."

"Now we need someone to unite these forces. When the aristocratic family falls into internal strife due to debt issues, Brother Pei can come up with this message to criticize the aristocratic family at a critical moment and overthrow them in one fell swoop."

Although Zhang Yang's words made people's blood boil, Pei Xuanji was still wavering in his heart, "But will I be the one to cheer up?"

"This person doesn't have to be you. You can borrow someone else's help. It doesn't matter who this person is. What's important is that he has charisma."

Zhang Yang stood up and looked at the rainy scene in front of him, "Don't worry, Lishan will send people to help you secretly. If things go wrong, you can still check the crops in the fields and you have done something good. I will definitely let you be the temple prime minister. If everything goes well,

Your credit is another matter."

Pei Xuanji put away the contract in front of him and the bamboo tube containing the message to the aristocratic family, "I will give you my advice. Thank you Zhang Shangshu for your help."

"You're welcome, we will all be determined warriors from now on."

Pei Xuanji bowed and saluted Xu Jingzong before leaving in the rain.

After the people walked away, Xu Jingzong asked in a low voice: "Do you really want to leave this matter to Zhang Shangshu?"

Zhang Yang lamented: "Who makes us short of manpower?"

Xu Jingzong also sighed: "Brother Pei knows those aristocratic families very well. He knows who the children of the aristocratic families are, and he also knows how to approach them. Just like Zhang Shangshu said, to deal with the opponent, you must understand the opponent.

Benefited a lot.”

"Old Xu, your flattery skills are still as bad as ever. Why haven't you made any progress in all these years?"

Xu Jingzong smiled sarcastically and said, "It made Zhang Shangshu laugh. The Foreign Affairs Commission is busy with Tibetan affairs and I have to go down to make arrangements, so I will leave first."

Zhang Yang looked at the rain all over the sky and nodded, "Yeah."

A piece of paper, a piece of paper, or a piece of paper, if it cannot be turned into cash, is just a piece of paper and has no use.

Rather than just keeping it in your hand, it would be good to take it out and let it play some role and create obstacles for the enemy.


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