As early winter arrives, the southern area is still warm, occasionally it rains a little bit to make people wear clothes, and light snow starts to float in the north.
Jian'an County magistrate Zhang Xiaobei has led the children's group to prepare a set of tools, waiting for the snow heavier than goose feathers to cast the white Great Wall, and there are snowmen standing guard behind the crenellations.
The jingle of jingle bells spread all the way along Suzaku Street, matching the pace of the horses, and it was very rhythmic. It stopped at the gate of the palace. The sergeant guarding the palace saw the flag raised on the car and hesitated. , Still clenched his teeth and leaned forward to check.
The cart full of grain was delivered by the renter from Jian'an County, and there was also a large box containing local specialties such as ginseng, deer antler, and bear bile.
The guard who had been newly selected from elsewhere for less than a year also leaned to the side of the car. Seeing the nondescript thing in this car, his face was obviously not very good-looking, and he felt provoked.
Just about to speak out, he was blocked by the head and arm next to him.
"This is..." The head can understand what the nine little people painted on the banner represent, but can't judge whether anyone is cheating, and asks implicitly.
The driver did not make people embarrassed. He took out a bunch of certification documents from his arms. There were the marks of nine people from various departments in Jian'an County, the writing of the Bohai Jiedushi, and his own identity papers, and before entering the city, Inspection records of the chief of the gate guard.
The anti-counterfeiting mark on the above is clear and clear, and there is another lacquered letter for people to send to the palace for inspection.
"Stay honestly, don't ask, don't move, don't leave." He ordered a few people around him, picked up the letter with the contract, and hurried inward.
A few moments after the palace gate opened a corner door, the loyal young eunuch Luo Bin greeted him, ordered the driver to arrange a rest elsewhere, and checked the car again. Seeing that there were no hidden Tibetans, he sat in the driving position. He swung the whip holder and hurried the car towards the palace.
"Brother Qin, what's the car..." The guard who wanted to scold the coachman just now, seeing the carriage being driven into the palace, pointed to the head next to him and asked.
"How can you go in, right? The rent and tribute that Beckham gave to your majesty, naturally, you have to go in, don't you think?" Tootou took it for granted.
"Yes, oh no, who is Beckham?" The newcomer obviously hasn't figured it out yet.
"The magistrate of Jian'an County."
"Then you can send it to the palace?"
"I want to know the details and wait for the rotation to go to the Lao Zhang Lucai shop next to the street to tell you in detail."
"Okay, okay, I do."
The autumn harvest has been harvested, and the amount of food harvested from various places has been reported to the capital. Li Longji has read the data and felt that the gloomy sky is so clear. Even the leaves blown down by the wind can see the beauty of the natural dance. .
Gao Lishi rushed over with Luo Bin and the car. He knew that only the local specialties in the car were really delivered from Jian'an County or Shuiyun helped. The other food was distributed from Jilizhou. In the name of Jian'an, no one would be so stupid as to send a car of grain from Jian'an.
When Gao Lix found the emperor, Li Longji was fiddling with the train, connecting a section of the wooden rail, and then stringing the head of the car. Ten carriages were dragged behind. When the hand was released, the train rushed on the track. Get up, wait for the string to run out, and then re-wind it again, so back and forth, never having a lot of fun.
The ringing of the bell overwhelmed the rustling of the train, and Li Longji raised his head and looked over, with doubts in his eyes.
"The Lux is here? This carriage..."
"His Majesty, this is a rent from the county magistrate of Jian'an County and other officials, and there is also a tribute."
"The renter can be sent to my Xingqing Palace?"
"Your Majesty, it is Jian'an, Zhang Xiaobei, the magistrate of Jian'an County."
"Ah? Oh, yes, yes, I remember it, haha, it's Xiaobei and the others, they also have a good harvest? Come on, let me see, it's not easy."
Li Longji changed his unhappiness, dropped the train, walked to the side of the carriage, carefully watched the delivery, and boasted: "Okay, it smells delicious, and the ginseng is also beautiful, and wears it. As for the clothes, the harvest this year is good."
No matter how you look at Gao Lishi, he did not see that this cart of rice was specially supplied by Sanshui County, but the emperor said it was good. Naturally, he replied: "Your Majesty said that the rice was actually sent from Jili Prefecture. There are only more than one hundred people in Jian'an, and Xiaobei wrote a letter saying that when the cucumbers in the greenhouse come down, they will be pickled so that they will be sent to your majesty to taste. This year's harvest has almost doubled compared to the past, Xiaobao We mobilized a lot and sold it to Silla."
Li Longji took the letter and continued to boast, "Well, whether it was sent by Jilizhou, it is not easy to have this mindset. He is much stronger than other officials. He writes better, the writing is fluent and concise, and he accidentally drops this drop. The ink is like plum blossoms, good."
Gao Lishi no longer wanted to engage in this topic. He understood that even if Xiaobei and others sent a handful of soil, the emperor could smell the fragrance from it.
He seemed to think that he was a bit too much praise, Li Longji put the lid on the tribute again, turned his head and asked, "Little Treasure did something to Silla?"
"It has already started, and the heavy polluting industries will be placed in Silla in the future. Now the local agriculture is being suppressed. It is estimated that the people in Silla will not be able to respond."
"The poor rice hurts the farmers, so how do you react? I opened this hole. If you want to block it, it's not easy to block it. I can't drop the price of rice in Datang. I will discuss with the ministers tomorrow morning and find a way to solve it."
Li Longji followed, looking to the east, as if to see Silla.
The people in Silla are indeed happily collecting 20% of the tariffs, as Gao Lishi said. A ship of grain is unloaded in Sashui, and then transported to Silla by a truck. The cloth is no need for money. Sent hard.
The polished rice sent to Henan can be bought for only five cents after paying the 20% tariff. The people of Silla who are not engaged in farming have bought them to reserve, and their faces are as happy as the New Year.
When many people were happy, the people who planted the land were stupid. They used to have more than 20 cents per bucket of rice. After they sold them, life was not so easy. Now the rice shipped from other places only sells for five cents. Watching the piles in their homes. I want to sell food that I can't bear to sell, and my cheeks are covered with melancholy.
The weavers were also affected. They worked hard to weave the cloth for a month and wanted to sell it for a good price, but found that the finely woven cloth shipped from Datang only only cost 80 wen. , If you sell it by yourself, you will vomit blood and not have enough to eat.
"God, open your eyes." A farmer ran to the junction and shouted to the sky.