Royal Gold Magistrate

Fangzheng recalled the news he had read in his previous life.

A few college students who were fledglings took the initiative to visit sweatshops for the sake of justice in their hearts, and found a lot of problems, such as no toilet paper in the toilet, low wages, long working hours and other problems.

As a result, things got serious, and the upstream of the factory canceled cooperation, and the sweatshop could only fire workers if it couldn't continue.

Little did they know that those workers were farming in their hometown, earning more than 1000 yuan a month to the point of death.

Although working in the factory is tiring, it can't keep up with farming.And earning two to three thousand a month has improved a lot.

There is also no paper in the toilets because workers often steal toilet paper.

College students are still full of pride and complacency, thinking that they have done something good

As a result, the fired workers are no longer exploited, but they have no choice.

Dangling in the street, I can't wait to kill those students with a wrench!

Li Yuanzhao was like this at the beginning, and he did many similar stupid things. The better thing is that he is stupid and gives money directly.

Fortunately, he is very smart and has a strong learning ability!

The teachings of the court ministers definitely played an important role.

Combining theory with practice, Li Yuanzhao made rapid progress.

It's even faster than Sasuke, whose whole family died, opened his eyes of blood!

Fang Zhengyi continued to talk eloquently: "His Royal Highness has grown so much now that he can even manage tens of thousands of disaster victims with the help of others! This is already a remarkable skill!"

"I don't know if His Highness will be a good emperor, and I don't know what a good emperor is."

"Is there a standard for a good emperor?"

"I don't think so, I only know that His Highness has a kind heart and a heart of loving the people."

"Even if you are stubborn for a while, you are always growing. Your Highness is eager to be recognized, but he will not use power to order others to flatter you. Your Highness likes to dress up and eat delicious food like ordinary people, but he can still share the suffering with the people."

"How many emperors in ancient and modern times were tyrannical, rejoicing in success and flattering?"

"So I don't know if His Highness will be a good emperor, but with His Highness's current performance, he has surpassed most emperors in history. What he currently lacks is experience."

Fang Zhengyi couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up!

It's so fucking good, His Majesty can't fault it!

as predicted!

Emperor Jing looked happy, and asked back: "Fang Qing, aren't you flattering him?"

"Everything I said is true! I'm not good at lying! Your majesty should be able to see through his eyes."

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"He~tui!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Paba, Guo Tianyang, who was about to return to the imperial study, just walked to the door when he heard such a sentence from inside.

Without hesitation, a mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on the ground.

The guard at the door gave Guo Tianyang a disdainful look.

Then continue to stand guard attentively.

Hearing the two of them chatting so happily, Guo Tianyang took a deep breath and didn't intend to go in, so he stood at the door and waited for Fangzheng to come out.

Seeing that there was still a large piece of phlegm on the ground, he hurried forward and wiped it evenly with his feet.

It caused the guards to despise again...

........

A stack of high hats were put on Li Yuanzhao's head, and Emperor Jing was satisfied.

The gaze towards Fang Zhengyi was a little more appreciative.

Looking down at the desk case, he tapped his fingers: "Okay, let's not mention him for now."

"You didn't go to court yesterday, and Paba handed me another letter of credence on the spot. Wutu wants to sign a business contract with me."

Speaking of this, Emperor Jing snorted coldly: "The condition is that Dajing will send Bei Rong 20 taels of silver every year, and Bei Rong will give back a thousand cattle and sheep."

"Since then, the two countries have become brotherly countries, set up a mutual market, never invade, and support each other."

Thousands of cattle and sheep for 20 taels of silver?Utu is quite creative!

Dajing is not a defeated country, and you really want to do business, what is so awesome here?

So fucking confused!

Fangzheng thought for a long time before he could understand, he hesitated and said: "I don't know about military matters, why is Wutu so arrogant? Beirong... is it very strong?"

Emperor Jing nodded: "When I succeeded to the throne, Bei Rong had already fallen into civil war, but the late emperor fought with him twice, losing both games."

"The strength of the Northern Army's cavalry is not comparable to the situation. Wutu relies on the cavalry."

Fangzheng was stunned, and continued: "So that's the case, but I believe that the benefits of trade to my future are far more than 20 taels! Even more than ten times! This matter must be negotiated!"

"My Dajing has a variety of products that can be sold to Beirong in exchange for the cattle, sheep and horses we need, and what we need are only cattle and horses!"

"In the early days, Bei Rong would trade horses for resources according to the rules, but after a long time, they will definitely not sit back and watch the great cavalry develop."

"At that time, Bei Rong's war horses will not flow into Dajing, and Dajing will almost unilaterally sell the value of goods to Bei Rong! The huge amount of wealth will flow into the country!"

"Paba's willingness to do business is very strong, and the imperial court can talk to them as much as possible."

"It's just that the annual 20 taels of silver...I think it's still open to discussion."

Emperor Jing said: "Yes, what you said is very good, Master Zheng coincides with you."

"But I didn't expect Wutu to be so rampant! Could it be that he deceived me that there is no one in the world?"

Fangzheng was silent.

In fact, 20 taels is nothing, it is mainly a matter of face.

Emperors are all face-saving people, and it is really ugly to write in history books.

But once the two countries open up trade, the benefits of the big scene will be great!

The place in Beirong is simply a commercial desert. Although Dajing has always emphasized agriculture and suppressed business, the degree of commercial development is far from what Beirong can match.

This is like the Chanyuan Alliance in the previous life.

Song paid tribute to Liao every year in exchange for peace, which was recognized as a shame by later generations.

But the Chanyuan Alliance maintained the peace between Song and Liao for 200 years!

The benefits that Da Song has gained from business have far exceeded the tribute!

The Liao Kingdom probably regretted it, and couldn't tear up the contract.

Song Zhenzong was also quite proud of the Chanyuan Alliance, and he probably didn't expect the evaluation of later generations to be so good.

So sometimes, face is more important than actual interests.

"I'm going to hang them out for a few days!"

"What are your chances of winning the contest between Zhang Biao and Chi Lie?" Emperor Jing stared at Fang Zhengyi, before he could speak, he continued: "No matter what method you use, you can only win this battle, not lose!"

"Since you took the initiative to agree to this matter, then make a good fight. According to what you said, the people in the capital will also go to watch the battle. If you lose, you should understand how much the impact will be."

Fangzheng nodded: "This battle must be won!"

Emperor Jing smiled gratifiedly: "I have always been at ease when you do things." Then he said: "Although Heishan Chilie is tall and powerful, but fighting is not just based on size and strength. If I am 20 years younger, I may not be his opponent!"

Fangzheng nodded silently, what do you say!

"No matter what, Beirong will always be a worry in Dajing's heart."

"Da Jing has just recuperated for a few years, and the people are suffering. I don't want to start a war lightly."

"Isn't the prince always willing to fight? Just leave Wutu to him."

"By then... gunpowder should be ready for war, Fang Qing?"

Fang Zhengyi immediately became alert: "Gunpowder, I will definitely be able to research it in the past two years!"

"Two years...a year ago you told me two years! How many years will it take?" Emperor Jing's expression was serious: "I often think that this thing is really a weapon of war. If it can be mass-produced, it will Saying that you are invincible in the world can at least make Dajing invincible!"

"It can not only attack the city, but also scare the cavalry. With this thing, the Beirong will not be afraid! The research of gunpowder...you have to pay attention."

Fangzheng sat upright.

You give me your daughter, and tomorrow I will send you the gunpowder!

Of course I dare not say this...