"A good strategy... It's true that there are no strategies, but when it comes to good strategies..."
Wei Zheng frowned and sighed slightly.
So did the other two.
The family is powerful, the political situation of the court is unstable, and the people are exploited, no one knows. But cutting down the vassal can't be done easily.
Thinking about how bad Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was back then,
If you offend me, it doesn't matter whether you are a Huns or someone else. I will have to raise your ashes even if I exhaust all my national strength.
But even Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, a reckless leader, racked his brains to come up with the strategy of extending the favor order when it came to reducing the vassal state.
The reduction of vassalage was completed without exciting the "family members" into "heroes of all walks of life".
It is equivalent to quietly setting a trap for this group of people, and then taking care of the potential so-called heroes.
But this kind of deceitful technique only needs to be used once. Your Majesty can do it again.
If you do it again, none of these powerful people will know what His Majesty wants to do.
If the purpose of concealment cannot be achieved at all, how can it be possible to successfully reduce the vassal state? The world is still in chaos.
Since the fall of the Eastern Han Dynasty, China has been in turmoil for hundreds of years.
Let’s continue the swing?
This is definitely not good, but how to deal with these forces that are called scholarly families and are actually vassal kings in various places? They have to be dealt with, right?
No one can think of this method,
To forcefully cut down the vassal state is not so much a matter of finding a solution as it is a matter of making trade-offs.
"What else can be done?"
Fang Xuanling directly spread her hands, and her already old image suddenly seemed to have aged ten years.
"Forcible cutting, civil strife, the Turks took the opportunity to raid the grass and valleys."
"If we don't cut it, this country will probably end up like the Western Jin Dynasty. It will take 20 or 30 years to travel south...it will still be civil strife."
"well."
Li Jing shook his head, with a similar expression.
How come he doesn't know the importance of cutting down the feudal vassal? The problem is how to cut it down, he doesn't even have an idea at all.
For a moment, the four of them were all frowning.
This is exactly what it means to have a strategy but not a "good" strategy.
Fang Xuanling saw that the atmosphere was too dull, so he called the maid to serve wine.
"Forget it, Han Wu's favor order was not thought up in a day or two with a slap on the forehead. I am waiting for the emperor's salary, but I am not a god, so I have a drink first."
People often say that drinking wine relieves sorrow.
But after drinking, I felt sad, and the problem was still there, unresolved. After a while, I changed the cup and changed the cup, which made me even more worried.
Only Du Ruhui had a vague idea in his mind.
Maybe...your highness, what can you do?
After all, Fang Xuanling, Li Jing, and Wei Zheng have never met His Highness with their own eyes, and have no intuitive feelings about His Highness's talent and knowledge. Even though they admire His Highness with a mysterious identity, they still have no idea about such a major event that affects the fate of the world.
Let me ask His Highness what you think.
But I have seen His Highness discuss politics...
Du Ruhui had a vague idea of asking His Highness for advice.
However, now that he was drunk, he also instinctively felt that he should not act hastily. It would be a shame if he offended the family on behalf of His Highness.
You still need to think about it and think about how to operate it.
…
at the same time.
Outside Youzhou City, among the villages...
In a courtyard, Li Sheng was still writing at his desk in his study.
Lao Li came here some time ago and gave him some inspiration.
So during these days, he sold a few pills of penicillin that he hand-refined.
result!
It received rave reviews all of a sudden. One bottle cost 50 pills, and the first ten pills were sold for twenty taels of silver each.
As a result, the reputation spread, and among the dignitaries near Youzhou City and even in Chang'an, there were rumors that there was a miraculous doctor among the people who could refine elixirs to overcome wind and cold.
Later, the price reached one hundred taels of gold.
Li Sheng hasn't figured out how to transform into an employee, but he suddenly became rich and free in the blink of an eye!
Now, in his small village, he has thousands of taels of silver and several large boxes, which is enough for him to be a rich man for several lifetimes.
Although it is not all profits, the feeling of getting rich suddenly is really great!
This made Li Sheng couldn't help but sigh...
The nickname of antibiotics is indeed not for nothing - liquid gold!
…
"Sir, your afternoon tea."
The maid Mian'er brought a wooden tray and placed a cup of milk and a stack of cakes on Li Sheng's table.
Li Sheng looked at it and took a bite of the cake...
"Yes, Ying'er's pudding is getting more and more flavorful."
Li Sheng is completely enjoying life now. Not only has he added the daily task of afternoon tea, he even wants to put the maid in a maid outfit...
In fact, Li Sheng wanted to change it for Wu Meiniang, thinking that this girl is not much different from him in age.
But I am not a relative of the emperor, so I just thought about it for a while.
"Son..."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, Mian'er went out to buy groceries this morning. I heard... I heard that the price of penicillin on the market has..."
"Already what? Oh..." Li Sheng immediately understood what the maid wanted to say, and smiled, "How much has it been fired? Fifty taels per pill? Or one hundred taels?"
"Young Master, we have reached one hundred taels of gold."
"One hundred taels? Gold?..."
Li Sheng's expression was stagnant, and he touched his chin and began to think.
It is not easy to make penicillin by the local method. It requires twenty or thirty steps, and there is no rest for several days and nights during the preparation. The final success rate is not high.
Li Sheng dared to sell twenty taels of silver a piece, so he really wasn't ripping anyone off.
Of course, I didn’t expect that the price of this thing would go up.
But what he didn't expect was that the price could reach such a high level, one hundred taels of gold!
One tael of gold is equivalent to twenty taels of silver, and these one hundred taels of gold are also two thousand taels.
The price of one pill is twice as much as a bottle?
this?
"Master?"
"...Well, I know. This is really..."
Li Sheng sighed, "The world is at peace and the people are so rich."
"Young Master... I saw that no one bought this medicine. It was all bought from the Wang family's house in Youzhou."
"What do you mean?...Ah, yes."
Li Sheng was also startled, but he reacted immediately.
The Wang family is the largest aristocratic family in the neighboring city of Youzhou, and is descended from the Wang family in Taiyuan.
Who is this Taiyuan Wang family? He is one of the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes in the world!
"This group of people purchased penicillin, so the price... went up. This makes sense."
Li Sheng could imagine what was going on with his toes. The Wang family was not short of money. Naturally, the special medicine penicillin was taken away as a family heirloom like thousand-year-old ginseng... Anyway, during this period, alchemy and other things were already popular.
of.
However, Li Sheng couldn't help but sigh, these ghost families are really ridiculously rich.
It's a pity that it's so hyped that it's impossible for ordinary people to afford it, and this cost is just the cost of a few meals for the Wang family.
Of course...if I had the opportunity to enter the DPRK, I could organize the mass production of penicillin.
Even if there is no assembly line to make cephalosporin at a price as exaggerated as a few dollars, these aristocratic families will definitely take the opportunity to speculate, lure them to speculate and then lower the price, and there is no problem in deceiving their health.
Just at this time.
Mian'er's voice suddenly came from the front hall: "Madam? Are you here?"