[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

Zhao Yuan has been in Yanjing City for five full days.

Originally, according to her idea, she should "pass by" Yanjing City, say hello to Zhao Huan, express that she is still alive, and avoid others thinking that Di Ji is dishonored, and then go to Shuozhou.But from the moment she met Zhao Huan, the emperor had no intention of letting her go.First let her persuade Zhao Gou to take the initiative to abdicate, then let her appease Zhao Ji, and finally let her replace him to appease the Western Army...

Zhao Yuan resisted the desire to lift the table, took advantage of one day when Zhao Huan was in a good mood, brought a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup to visit him, and tactfully expressed his longing for his fiancé.Holding the lotus seed soup in one hand, Zhao Huan pointed to the bruise under his eyes with the other, and said angrily: "If even Huanhuan doesn't help me, then I will really be a lonely family."

Zhao Yuan choked for a moment.

Zhao Huan pointed to a thick stack of memorials on the table, and continued: "Nowadays the Great Song Dynasty is waiting to be rejuvenated, it is the most important time. Huan Huan is smart, quick-witted and familiar with poetry and book etiquette, so she should share my worries for me."

"Sister Chen can't afford..."

"The third younger brother is clamoring to go back to Bianliang to sell calligraphy and paintings, so as to earn money to support the concubine's son; Zhao... the ninth younger brother is busy practicing calligraphy every day, just waiting to see my jokes; The prince is too young to oversee the country..." Zhao Huan stared at Zhao Yuan resentfully, "Huanhuan, tell me, how can I manage it all by myself?"

"Sister Chen..."

"If Huanhuan is free, she can listen to the discussions of the husbands behind the curtain."

Zhao Yuan was beyond shocked: "Brother Huang!?..."

"Cough." Zhao Huan looked rather embarrassed, "I can't do anything about it." After all, since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, women listening to politics behind a curtain have always been a matter of criticism.It would be fine if it was in the pre-Qin period of the Warring States period. At that time, the folk customs were tough, and even the Queen Mother Qin Xuan was a ruthless person, but...

If this kind of matter is not handled properly, he will bear the reputation of being a fool for thousands of years.

Zhao Huan suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. He lowered his head, took a spoonful of lotus seed soup and ate slowly. He stopped talking and just stared at the stack of memorials in front of him, as if he wanted to stare at those memorials through two big holes.It wasn't until most of the bowl of lotus seed soup was gone that he heard Zhao Yuan say in a low voice, "My sister remembers that in the Song Dynasty, the ministers always preside over state affairs."

Zhao Huan coughed lightly: "I know."

"If the younger sister listens to the government behind the curtain, not to mention the younger sister herself, even the emperor's brother will be implicated."

"I know." Zhao Huan put down the bowl, suddenly a little irritable, "The ministers who can be used today are too old and too old. Huanhuan, do you know that a Jinshi starts from the middle school, let go of the place, appease the people, and has to go through a lot Matters such as promotion and relegation... When the official position is high, it is almost an octogenarian."

Zhao Yuan listened quietly, neither speaking nor discussing.

"I originally wanted to use the Enke and reuse the Tai students, but if you think about it carefully, how many years will it take for these scholars who are familiar with the teachings of Confucius and Mencius to stabilize the country for me? I know how much I have. In Shangjing, in Jin Kingdom, I can't do anything, and the ministers around me can't do anything..." Zhao Huan said, his eyes suddenly became more sad, "Do you know the feeling of powerlessness?"

"Sister Chen..."

"No, you don't know." Zhao Huan continued on his own, "Many impossible things have been easily accomplished in your hands. Sometimes I even think that if Huanhuan wants to seek the court and usurp the throne, I may not know It can also coax me to hand over the throne. These days, how many people have told me that Empress Roufu is a goddess descended from heaven, and she was born to protect Song Guozuo..."

As Zhao Huan spoke, his voice gradually became quieter, and he was ecstatically looking at the gate of the palace and the blue sky outside the window.Once in Shangjing, he also looked at the sky outside the window like this, listening to the bad news one after another from the servants.He kept thinking if he was wrong, or if everyone was wrong.

Sometimes he would think, how can a person like Huanhuan, who is enough to make men in the world feel ashamed, be a woman?

Bianliang was broken, the country was destroyed, and the Song army was defeated... She also used her female hands to bring back the defeat bit by bit, turning the tide, and turning the situation upside down, until the Kingdom of Jin was destroyed, and the frontiers of the Song Dynasty were impregnable.

Among the excerpts in front of me, half of them said that Empress Roufu was a monster, and the other half said that Empress Roufu was tied to Guozuo of the Great Song Dynasty.

Those octogenarians all said, let Diji Roufu try again.If she is really so powerful, she will definitely be able to resolve the current crisis in Song Dynasty.

He collected himself, took out a copy from the pile of memorials, and handed it to Zhao Yuan: "No."

"Brother Emperor?..."

"Look." Zhao Huan said calmly.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Zhao Yuan could only suppress his mood of going to Shuozhou for the time being, and flipped through the memorial page by page.

It was a joint letter from the husbands, with two words: lack of money.

Song Dynasty has just recovered from the tragedy of subjugation, and everything is waiting to be done.Earlier, the Kingdom of Jin burned Bianliang with fire, and then crushed the entire north bank of the Yellow River with iron cavalry.Now I really need money, food, and people.The salaries of the officials could not be paid, and the refugees had nowhere to settle. Even Zhao Kai, a top prince, began to sell calligraphy and paintings to make ends meet.But this year's tax revenue is only barely [-] to [-]%, and there is a lot of public dissatisfaction.

Zhao Yuan read every word, his brows slightly frowned.No wonder Zhao Huan was so troubled, the current situation was exactly the same as before the Kingdom of Jin fell.If it is not handled well, the weak and weak Song Dynasty will fall apart from the inside.

After reading it, she closed the booklet, thought for a while, and then asked Zhao Huan: "Brother Huang, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"I will listen to the truth and lies." Zhao Huan blurted out without thinking.

Zhao Yuan: "..."

This emperor's brother became self-willed, and he was exactly the same as his father.

Zhao Yuan nodded and said: "Okay, then sister-in-law will tell lies first. Lack of money is indeed a terrible thing."

Zhao Huan was startled, and accidentally knocked over the porcelain bowl.The remaining lotus seed soup was spilled on his body, and he had no time to deal with it. Instead, he supported the table with his hands, stared closely at Zhao Yuan's eyes, and said word by word: "I want to listen to the truth."

Originally, from the day when the Song Dynasty was broken, Zhao Huan no longer believed in the destiny.But this time, he still couldn't help but want to thank God for his kindness.

"Brother, don't be too busy." Zhao Yuan shook his head, gently stroking the memorial with white jade-like fingers, his long eyelashes drooping, but the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc, "The reason why my sister said 'false' first, It’s because the crux of the matter is not the lack of money.”

Zhao Huan immediately said "wait a minute" and gave the servant beside him a wink.

The servant understood and retreated, and turned back after a while, nodding to Zhao Huan.Only then did Zhao Huan say: "I don't know what Huanhuan thinks about this matter?"

Zhao Yuan smiled slightly, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed.

"As I said just now, the key to the matter is not the lack of money. Assuming that Yanjing has a total of 100 taels of silver, [-] taels of silver, and [-] people, then it is one tael of silver for one stone of grain, and ten people for one stone of grain. Brother Huang Do you think it's right?"

Zhao Huan nodded without interrupting.

Zhao Yuan laughed again: "If Yanjing City has an additional 100 taels of silver, then the total is one hundred taels of silver, 200 taels of silver, and a thousand people; two taels of silver is one stone of grain, and at the same time ten people are one stone of grain, the emperor thinks Right?"

Zhao Huan nodded again.This is the simplest arithmetic problem, anyone can do it.

Zhao Yuan gradually suppressed his smile: "Brother Huang, think about it, no matter whether there is this 100 taels of silver or not, ten people in Yanjing City will always share one stone of grain. Perhaps it is not only grain, but also charcoal, cloth, tea, seasonal vegetables, preserved fruits... ..."

The amount of money in circulation is not equal to the total wealth of the nation, and she had to slowly crush this truth to tell him.

Although gold and silver are both hard currencies, the most important thing now is how to make everyone feel comfortable in food and clothing, instead of guarding a pile of silver and starving.The abundance of warehouses and granaries is the foundation of Guotai Minan, as for money? ...

Her Highness Di Ji is very rich now, very rich, so much money that she can use it to smash people, she can have as much as she wants.

Zhao Huan was listening with great interest, when a "bang" sound came from somewhere in the hall, which interrupted Zhao Yuan's plan to teach the principles of economics.

Zhao Yuan turned his head angrily, but saw a group of gray-haired old men with somewhat familiar faces.She vaguely remembered that the first one was in charge of money and food, the second one was Zhongshu Ling, and the second one was the head of Yushitai...

Just now, almost all the old men whom Zhao Huan talked about came here.

The one who accidentally knocked over the tea bowl earlier was the one in charge of money and food among the ministers.He took the risk of being disrespectful in front of the imperial court, gave Zhao Yuan a deep bow with old tears, and said with a sob, "Emperor Ji's words awakened the dreamer", which really made people worry that he would faint at any time; Order, there is a back...

It turned out that Zhao Huan interrupted her just now to call these elders over to listen to her lecture.

Zhao Huanqiang suppressed his excitement, looked around from left to right, and said to these officials: "I have already said that Roufu Diji is a very powerful person, do you still have any doubts?"

The people below looked at each other, finally pushed out the oldest one, bowed to Zhao Yuan, and then asked her: "Since Emperor Ji has such a high opinion, is there a solution?"

"The solution..."

Zhao Yuan looked at him quietly for a moment, then suddenly smiled, turned to Zhao Huan and said, "Look, Brother Huang, how about my younger sister paying for Da Song Guozuo for you?"

What a big breath!

It's really crazy!

Just now she said that the problem is not money at all, but now she wants to buy Da Song Guozuo, isn't that obviously fooling the officials!

This time, not only were the octogenarian officials, even Zhao Huan was a little sullen, and reprimanded softly: "Huanhuan, don't talk nonsense."

"Sister Chen is not talking nonsense." She shook her head and said, "Brother Huang understands what you said just now, and so do all the gentlemen, but you can guarantee that everyone in Song Dynasty, whether they are literate or not, can understand it." What? If I were a Sergeant of the Great Song Dynasty, I would only care about whether my military salary has reached the end and whether my wife and children have ever starved, so I don’t have the heart to care about these important plans for governing the country.”

As soon as these words came out, the elders of the year of gluttony began to shake their beards again.

In the end, it was the old, tearful Xianggong who spoke: "Emperor Ji is far-sighted, I'm in admiration."

Zhao Yuan pursed the corners of his lips slightly, as if he was smiling, but also seemed to be a little emotional.

What she wants is far more than a simple woman letting go.She wants people all over the world to no longer discriminate against women, she wants to restore the tough style of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, and wants to... start with herself, and wash away these outdated concepts for everyone.

It doesn't matter if she is powerful alone, there are many powerful women in the world, but they will always be suppressed so that they can't hold their heads up.

"It just so happens that my sister still has some savings here." Zhao Yuan said again, "I don't know how much the Song Dynasty's tax revenue was in a year? My sister can donate double for national use."

Zhao Huan was so shocked that he almost knocked over the table full of memorials.

Double the national tax!

His younger sister doesn't raise staff and doesn't have a farm, and even Yanyun was granted a town not long ago, where did the money come from?I heard that when Confucian State was recovered earlier, it was Roufu Emperor Ji who bought the land of the entire state with arrogance...

Just now when she said that she wanted to buy Da Song Guozuo, it turned out that it was not a joke.