At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Yan Du raised his eyebrows but did not answer. Sugar suddenly appeared a few years ago. According to rumors, it was His Majesty's own business.

As soon as it appeared in the world, it was robbed by the wealthy family of Zhong Ding. It was once more expensive than pepper.

Of course, it is also expensive now, and the whitest kind is only circulated among the upper and lower classes.

Only the inferior ones will be circulated to be purchased by middle-class and ninth-rate people, or used by restaurant merchants for business purposes.

Anyway, with his annual salary, he can't buy much sugar. At most, he can buy some for banquets near the end of the year to support the occasion.

Seeing that Yan Du was not interested in this topic, Du Zhang lowered his voice and whispered:

"I heard from the gossip that this place has something to do with the young Marquis of Jiangling!"

Yan Du raised his eyelids and met the eyes of the infantry on guard outside the window behind Du Zhang...

Yan Du twitched the corner of his mouth, threw away the sugar cane, stood up, straightened his official robe, and said seriously:

"From now on, Academician Du, it's better to listen less to these gossips."

"Maybe one day I'll be like the one in the Xue family, and I'll have to stay with my bed for the rest of my life."

After Yan Du finished speaking, he returned to the hall.

Du Zhang scratched his head and said that if it is close to vermillion, it will be red, and if it is close to ink, it will be black.

He thought that there was no difference between Lord Yan and Zuodu Yushi. They could kill people with just one opening, huh.

But when it comes to the Xue family, Du Zhang gnawed on the sugar cane in silence.

Xue Kuan's brother had a fatal friendship with Commander Chen, and he died fighting for His Majesty.

In such a meritorious family, Xue Kuan could have relied on Yin Bu to live his whole life, but he didn't know who he was bewitched by.

He went to check the authenticity of the 'gossip' and ended up being cut off from his position to gain favor.

Du Zhang shuddered, feeling frightened. Putting aside the sugar cane, he patted his cold and hard cheeks with his sticky hands.

"What a Changpingcang!"

There was an angry cry of praise in the hall.

Du Zhang hurriedly marked the sugar cane he had chewed, put it aside, and quickly walked inside.

As soon as they entered the hall, they saw everyone gathered around the examiner.

There were only a few fellow examiners here and there, still immersed in their desks and reading papers hard.

That guy Yan Du completely let himself go and had no consciousness of protecting the examiner's behavior.

He stood directly on the stool of a fellow examiner and looked down at Zhu Juan.

"Set up positions to close positions and when the price of grain falls below the market price, the court will repurchase it at a price higher than the market price."

"On the contrary, when the market price of grain rose to a high level, the imperial court opened a warehouse to sell it at a price lower than the market price."

The fellow examiner was full of excitement and said excitedly: "In this way, we can prevent the low price of grain from hurting the farmers, and prevent the high price of grain from hurting the people."

"That's it? I thought, Lao Li, what were you so excited about?"

A fellow examiner sighed and returned angrily to continue marking papers.

The method is a good one, but the question is where will the imperial court find the remaining money to collect grain...

The treasury is so poor that even the mice have to make a futile trip.

Every time his Rites Department asked the Household Department for money, he had to say hello months in advance.

Otherwise, just wait. You won't be able to get any money until the rocks and seas dry up.

Not to mention that the Bingzhou War has been going on since the 30th of the year and is still going on. The two armies are at war from time to time, and the army's salary is burning day and night.

The fellow examiner named Lao Li, holding a red scroll in his hand, continued: "In the year of good harvest, caravans can be organized to sell excess grain, cloth and other goods to the countries around Daliang."

"Then he brought things from other countries back and sold them to a wealthy family in Daliang."

"Hey, I heard that the Xie family in Jiangling organized a caravan to sell grain in Vientiane State after the year. At that time..."

The speaker looked at Yan Du and did not dare to continue. At that time, he was impeached by the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

There was a lot of talk about encouraging other countries, but the emperor just ignored it.

The corners of Yan Du's mouth twitched, and she wanted to grab his ears and scream, he was not responsible for the impeachment, let's see what he does!

The person became more and more angry as he thought about it, so Yan Du scolded him: "Don't interrupt."

Lao Li continued: "When traveling to do business in other countries, they are escorted by soldiers in the army. While the business tax is appropriately increased for the caravans, a protection fee can also be charged to them."

"The roads they take are all determined by the imperial court, and the caravans need to pay for the road construction themselves..."

After chanting, Lao Li's mouth went dry, so he cleared his throat, and a colleague immediately handed him tea.

Lao Li took a slow sip and finally put down his tea cup despite the looks of his colleagues who wanted to beat him up.

Jinkou opened: "This is a method that can avoid low grain prices and harm farmers. It requires attention to the problem of fire consumption and measures based on local conditions..."

After Lao Li finished speaking, everyone in the hall was silent for a long time.

After a long time, someone looked up and sighed: "It's a pity that the name was obscured, and another official copied it again."

"I don't know which genius has such a good way to govern the country. It's really God who has blessed me."

Yan Du cleared his throat heavily and glanced at the man. What department was this stupid guy talking about?

Suddenly I understand a little bit what is going on with Zuodu Yushi? Don't talk about these new officials often, don't let them lead you astray in the future.

Some people also murmured: "Could it be the one from the Chi family? After all, I have grown up among the people. The previous provincial examination was also remarkable, so don't be fooled."

Some people disagreed and immediately retorted: "According to you, the scholars from poor families in the world are all poor people, so they are not as good as the Chi family?"

No matter how noisy his colleagues were, Lao Li calmly attached the comments and stamped his own seal.

This is regarded as a recommended paper and can be forwarded to the examiner Yan Du.

Yan Du took it and said loudly in an official tone: "Okay, okay, don't make any noise."

"Everyone is busy with his own business. Please finish reading quickly. When the list is drawn up, won't you know who it is?"

Then Mei Zizi took the paper and returned to his desk, reading it carefully from the beginning, but the more he read, the more tears filled his eyes.

I thought that the strategy of slowing down grain and lowering prices to hurt farmers was already out of the ordinary, and the other strategies were also unique.

It was as if he suddenly saw his young self again, and he once promised to be the best in the world.

After all, the waves behind the Han River push the waves ahead, and each generation becomes stronger than the last. If the censor of Zuodu saw this volume, he would definitely think so.

Bah, why did he think of that worldly monk with a broken mouth again?

Yan Du patted his head, could he be sick?

......

On the first day of April, it was clear and rainy.

Today is the day when the examination apricot list is posted, and it is also the day when the Sheng family, the fourth aristocratic family in Shangjing, was confiscated and exiled.

Early in the morning, Xie Yuheng and his entourage stepped out of the square gate at the sound of the morning bell and rushed... towards Sheng's house.

In Xie Yuheng's words, the list is right there and there is no need to run away. You can look at it at any time.

But confiscating a house is rare, and besides, it is a prosperous family that has been in Shangjing for nearly two hundred years. It is much more popular than Xingbang.

Therefore, when officials from the Ministry of Punishment came with people from Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, they came to copy family documents.

I saw a row of young men sitting across from the main entrance of the Sheng family. One of them was a disciple of Secretary Shangshu...

All the officials, big and small, have their heads full of black marks. I really don’t understand why today’s children don’t look at the rankings, but instead come here to watch their homes be confiscated.