After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The merchants brought the Yunzhou Weekly a few days later than Dr. Shen.

When everyone in the Imperial College worked together, the debate spread among the people in Kyoto.

"Old Yan, is what's said in Yunzhou Weekly true? I asked someone to do some calculations. If the data written by Xia Lezhi is true, doesn't it mean that Yunzhou's per-acre yield is close to that of Jiangnan?"

Inside the teahouse, grain merchant Lao Huo's brows flashed with a trace of worry and he frowned slightly.

"It should be true. If Xia Lezhi was making it up, he would definitely be exposed by Nan Yongliang and others." Old Yan knew what Old Huo was worried about.

Lao Huo got a batch of grain and wanted to transport it to Yunzhou to make a fortune.

If Yunzhou's output is really as high as reported in the newspapers, then grain prices must not be too high.

Lao Yan: "Are you still going to Yunzhou?"

"Go, you won't be satisfied unless you go."

"Why not sell it in the area of ​​the two lakes? This winter is very cold, and disasters have occurred in various places. The price of grain in the Jinghu area has increased several times, so it should be more profitable than in Yunzhou."

Old Huo glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he covered his mouth with his hand, moved closer to Old Yan, and whispered.

"The following words will leave my mouth and enter your ears. There must never be a second ear."

"Don't you know how tight-lipped I am?" Old Yan's expression became serious.

Lao Huo: "Some people in Muzhou use the Mingjiao (Monichean) secret society to gather believers."

"Hiss. Is this going to..."

Old Huo covered Old Yan's mouth and said helplessly, "Whether it is like that or not, it is none of our business. I plan to gradually move my property to the north. This trip to Yunzhou is just to serve as a forward post. If the situation in Yunzhou is really as Yunzhou Weekly said, next time, I plan to take my family with me."

Lao Yan hesitated. It was not an easy task to move the whole family. “It shouldn’t be that serious, right?”

Old Huo felt bitter. If it weren't for the situation, who would be willing to open up new business routes?

Every time a new trade route is opened, a huge amount of money is spent and huge risks are taken.

"Old Yan, you haven't been to the south much this year, so you don't know a lot of things. The locals are living a miserable life. The government is greedy and has teamed up with the powerful to oppress the people. The taxes and labor service are heavy. People can't bear it, so they all leave and become bandits."

Although Yunzhou is far away, after being governed by Duke Yun, there are almost no bandits and safety on the road is guaranteed.

Lao Yan was worried: "I will go to Yunzhou with you."

Let’s see what Yunzhou is like and whether it is worth moving your family there.

The debate in Yunzhou Weekly also caused a stir in Kyoto.

The scholars debated questions such as who was the truly benevolent ruler and what was true benevolence.

What ordinary people see is the life in Yunzhou.

The teachers at Baichuan Academy always use Yunzhou as an example when refuting others.

When the people of Kyoto saw this, they realized that their defenses had been broken!

The corvée in the Zhou Dynasty was also very high. It was like a granite rock that caused chaos in the south of the Yangtze River. Compared with the Han Dynasty, it didn't seem much easier.

Yunzhou is different. The teachers of Baichuan Academy said that in Yunzhou, if you do corvée labor, you will be given two meals and money. Isn't this equivalent to being a hired worker? How appropriate!

As for taxes, the taxes levied by the Great Zhou Dynasty were not much on the surface, but the taxes levied by each state and county were like a mountain pressing on everyone's back.

Yunzhou's new policy is actually still reducing taxes, especially commercial taxes, which makes businessmen shed tears.

Other benefits, such as grassroots community hospitals that provide civilian medical care and universal basic education in Yunzhou...

It sounds fascinating.

"Tsk tsk, Gu Nanxi is really good at waging public opinion warfare. This time, the Imperial College has fallen into a trap again." Grand Tutor Tong has grown lazy as he has gotten older.

Ever since his wife took her family to Jiangnan, he has lost interest in everything.

Standing opposite Grand Tutor Tong was a young-looking man. If you looked closely, you would find that he had no Adam's apple and his voice was a little shrill.

He lowered his head and listened carefully to what Master Tong said.

Master Tong said lazily, "Gu Nanxi is killing two birds with one stone. The Imperial College wants to use this opportunity to suppress Yunzhou and affect Gu Nanxi's reputation. Little did they know that Yunzhou Weekly is in the hands of Gu Nanxi. It is up to Gu Nanxi to decide what kind of articles to publish and whether to revise them."

Master Tong took a sip of hot tea, his fingertips were cold: "She just set up a stage, but asked us to sing with her. When the gongs and drums sounded, the actors came on stage, and it was not up to the actors to decide which act to sing next."

"Yunzhou Weekly" is subtly guiding the direction of public opinion, and both sides of the debate are in the middle of the drama and cannot understand the changes.

Outsiders can see it. On the surface, it is a comparison between the Duke of Yun and the wise kings of all dynasties, but in fact it is a comparison between the Great Zhou and Yunzhou.

"And the second bird?"

Master Tong: "Delay time. Use one excitement to cover up another excitement."

He had misjudged it, he thought Gu Nanxi also wanted to negotiate. Now it seems that the desire to negotiate was false, and the real intention was to delay time.

Peace talks must involve conditions, and what the Zhou court wants most is non-aggression.

If Gu Nanxi agreed, it would be difficult to restart the war at will in the future, after all, one must have a legitimate reason to do so.

This excitement will drag on for a few months, and the peace talks will also have to go on for several months.

If we delay it like this, maybe we can delay it to the time that Gu Nanxi wants.

Thinking about how he had repeatedly urged the emperor to send someone to advocate peace talks, but the emperor always shirked his responsibilities, Master Tong was exhausted both physically and mentally.

No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot lead such a Zhou Dynasty.

Master Tong frowned, too lazy to care about these troubles: "How is the cat? How is the prince?"

"It's still the same. The emperor doesn't go to the harem, and he goes to practice Taoism after court. The emperor had people return the food that the master sent. A few days ago, the master went to ask the empress dowager to arrange a new teacher for the eldest prince. The empress dowager said that the prince is still young and there is no need to rush!"

Master Tong took off the beads on his hands and kept twisting them.

He let Su Xuanming be the prince's teacher to leave a way out for them. Now that the way out was not used, they were disliked by the government.

Master Tong closed his eyes for a long time before speaking: "No hurry. Let him have fun and don't let him go astray."

"But the master wants to..."

Master Tong stretched out his hand to stop the other person from saying anything else: "Tell Mao'er not to think about anything. She has done enough. At a time like this, the more she does, the more mistakes she will make."

After a conversation, the fair-skinned young man walked out of Master Tong's mansion through the back door, got on a carriage, went to Imperial Street to buy a colorful kite, went to Wupingfang to buy newly-produced rice balls, then went to the Dashi Style Street to buy Yunzhou fragrance essential oil, and then staggered back to the palace.

……

In Yunzhou, Wei Xiaozhi wrote furiously, trying to refute the fallacies in the Yunzhou Weekly.

Yue Ping asked curiously, "Which side are you on? Why do I feel like you're cursing both sides?"

“I am on the side of truth.”

Yue Ping...

Okay, you are awesome, you have the final say.

"Xiaozhi, do you still remember why we came to Yunzhou?"

Wei Xiaozhi paused, then said calmly, "No hurry."

Yue Ping smiled and said, "Who said that things can be relieved in different ways?"

Wei Xiaozhi didn't hear it and just buried his head in writing.