A few little beggars huddled on a street corner, seemingly catching lice. The weather was much warmer, and Bianliang became more and more lively in the spring.
Several soldiers from the Xianggong Office who were patrolling the streets yelled at a few beggars and told them to get out and drink porridge at the porridge shed in the east city, so as not to disturb the appearance of the city and make people annoying next to the Taixue.
Several beggars cursed and ran away, bypassing a large inn and heading straight to the east city. The inn was not yet completed and looked simple and ordinary. But the people around them knew that this was a high-end hotel.
The Welfare Inn was built by His Majesty the Emperor's Inner Court with the money from the horse racing bonus of the last Forbidden Army Camp!
In the next three years, scholars from poor families will be able to apply for free food and accommodation at the Bianliang Taixue Welfare Inn through the local academy. If they win the imperial examination, there is said to be a scholarship!
It is said that those who have entered the imperial college with outstanding academic performance and profound knowledge will also receive scholarships. For a while, the scholars and students who were originally angry about the horse racing in the military camp were confused...
Some continued to ridicule the courtiers and scold Gao Qiu, while others expressed their approval... and more were calculating whether they could get some benefits or live for free.
Immediately afterwards, Gao Qiu actually announced that in order to continue these good deeds and His Majesty the Emperor's care for the people, the Bianliang Forbidden Army had organized a Nancheng military camp and school grounds to be used as charity gambling and horse racing events all year round!
The specific operation is supervised by the inner government, and the daily maintenance is jointly supervised by the Sanya and Kaifeng government...
All of a sudden, Bianliang was in an uproar. The people were laughing, scolding, mocking, grateful, and confused. As a result, within a day, the Kaifeng government came out and announced that the Jockey Club would officially start on the first day of April!
From now on, the charity horse race will be held once a month, and everyone can pay 100 guan to send a knight to apply for the competition! The first place will receive a bonus of 1,000 guan! But you will also have to pay 20% of the charity tax to support the people and reward students...
There was an uproar, but what everyone didn't expect was that Gao Qiu dropped a second bombshell with the help of Kaifeng Mansion... Everyone, everyone can bet on horses at the Charity Betting Jockey Club, Jockey Club
A lottery ticket will be issued!
The horse number and betting amount on the horse racing tickets vary. Everyone can participate in it to make a small gain... and there is no tax on winning money!
Every month, the government will come to the Jockey Club to check the accounts, and then use 40% of the entire income for charity, such as the porridge shed, Gu Lao Shan Tang, student scholarships, exams and inns...
For a time, everyone, including the direct ministers and upright officials as well as the students and the common people, were all dumbfounded. Is this Wen Tianwu playing tricks on the emperor and his ministers, or is this a serious matter of helping students and benefiting the people?
In short...a group of teenagers quietly moved into the Nancheng Military Camp, which is now the Jockey Club, and a printing workshop was moved in next to a huge accounting room.
The door to the big accounting room was all opened, and a huge hall was built. There were ten windows with signs hanging on them. There was a wooden board next to it for future notes on the specific information of the horse owner, knight, and horse. There were people sitting in the windows.
There is a row of blank lottery tickets among the bookkeepers... just waiting for someone to buy them and then stamp them and write the amount.
Gradually, there are still more than twenty days left... Gao Yanei was the first to bear the brunt and took a hundred dollars to register! Then one after another, several other Yameni brothers who were usually domineering tried to register...
At night, Gao Qiu looked at his half-stupid, half-mad son suspiciously... "Ping'er, were you the first to sign up?"
"That's right, Daddy! Daddy runs a gambling house, how can I not go and support him?"
"What the hell, I'm running a charity horse racing club, what kind of gambling house? Where did you find the good horse? It is said that the price of the good horse in Bianliang has skyrocketed overnight. Have you stolen money again?"
Gao Yanei was stunned for a moment: "What kind of horse? Can't you just sign up? There are plenty of horses in the house..."
Gao Qiu was so angry that his eyes darkened: "Sir... this is the real Marseille. Losing a hundred dollars is a small matter, but being embarrassed is a big deal! What the hell are you..."
Gao Yanei hurriedly took a few steps away and said hurriedly: "Don't there be good horses in dad's imperial army? Then just give your son a few good horses that can defeat the Western Army..."
"Fuck you! That's a horse from the Imperial Army. It has a brand on the back... Besides, this is a charity horse race! I can't afford to lose this person by competing with a horse from the Imperial Army..."
Gao Yanei thought for a while: "Then...at worst, we will lose."
Bianliang was extremely lively this spring thanks to Gao Qiu's efforts, and Gao Taiwei was in the limelight for a time.
However, the rural soldiers who had been recuperating in Qingshan Village for half a year suddenly lined up and left the village to march.
Some people around were talking about whether Song Dutou was going to send troops to suppress the bandits? Song Wen did not show up, and the leader was Li Erlang. Even Li Yan did not come out with the team. A total of more than 90 soldiers from the Qingshan Battalion were carrying
Holding a shield and holding a sword and a spear, he walked up the official road.
It was said that they were going out to practice the march, and behind the team were ten large vehicles, which were full of supplies, food and other supplies. About a hundred people marched swaggeringly through villages and towns towards the northeast of Taoshan County.
Song Wen was not in Taoshan County at all. Three days ago, Song Wen led An Chun and four guards from Qingshan Camp to Daming Mansion at high speed...
In the backyard of a trading house, Song Wenzheng was holding an account book and looking at it carefully. Next to him, a shopkeeper who had followed Song Wen out of Wazi Street was cautiously accompanying him.
"Yes, there is enough grain stored. Winning over these big landowners and getting them used to selling grain to us is a great achievement! It's okay to treat guests to banquets normally, just do more to stabilize them..."
An Chun pushed the door open and entered, then looked at the men guarding Song Wen at the two corners, then quickly came over and bowed and saluted: "Lang Jun, the messenger from the north is back..."
Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly bowed and bowed to leave. Song Wen stood up to see him off, then turned around and whispered: "Is there any news?"
An Chun nodded: "In addition to the news, there is also a letter!"
Song Wen took a letter sealed tightly with beeswax, opened it, and quickly read it...then he laughed: "Hahahaha...it's done! We and the second caravan of the Wang family are in the north to trade with that person.
The caravan has made a handover, and twenty carts of Tiandichun and thirty carts of other goods have been taken away by his caravan!"
An Chun said with a hint of anxiety: "Brother, we have only received half of the payment. If that person...he...if he doesn't settle the payment, we will lose everything in vain!"
Song Wen waved his hand: "That's impossible... He is a smart man and knows how much profit there is! This is a steady stream of good business, and this shochu can be stored in a sealed container for decades or hundreds of years without going rancid.
I don’t have to worry about selling wine! If he doesn’t buy it, I will sell it to the Xixia people, to the Tubo people, and even to Korea and Japan..."
An Chun said sarcastically: "Brother, the big ships that can travel by sea are all in the south... Besides, we don't know the way of the Xixia thieves!"
Song Wen suddenly turned around and patted An Chun on the shoulder: "We will all have these in the future, be more confident!"
An Chun smiled, while Song Wenze pondered for a while and then wrote a letter, enveloped it and handed it to An Chun... "Send people back to their hometown quickly and tell Li Yan and Erlang... to expand the army and prepare for war to take down the entire Daqing Mountain." ! Let someone go to Bianliang, Tokyo, to deliver a message to Lin Chongxian's brother... saying that his brother is going to really fight against the thieves, and ask him to come over to help kill the thieves and perform meritorious deeds!"
An Chun raised his brows in joy and clasped his fists: "The general has received his order!"
Seeing An Chun running out in a hurry, Song Wen laughed and scolded: "I'm just a big-ass boss, how dare you call yourself the last general?"
An Chun's voice came from afar... "We all believe that my brother will be an upright general and marshal in the future..." This chapter has been completed!