When the letter king Zhao Zhen passed through a small town along the way, he found a tailor to make a set of silk robes and set up a frame as a gentry's son.
At this moment, he sat upright and looked around on his horse, wearing a golden jade top, satin silk all over his body, and a long sword with a silver-plated handle hanging from his waist. It was a bit young and luxurious.
But this wasn't because he wanted to live the noble addiction, it was simply because it was easier to avoid trouble. Leaving the undulating hilly area, the journey this morning has become increasingly flat. Although law and order are collapsed nowadays, the robbers around the town are mostly composed of peasants who can't survive.
On the other hand, Wang Zhaozhen and his entourage consisted of more than ten or twenty people, well-equipped guards, like the sons of officials on the move. These people who are desperate because of poverty will naturally not try to provoke them easily.
However, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen couldn't help but sigh when he saw the deserted villages and ruins along the way.
But as the pace goes north, this depression is gradually changing.
Because it is about to approach the Yangtze River, which belongs to the government's absolute control area, the road finally began to gain popularity.
Although it has gained popularity, the ruling government here is harsh, cruel and intensified to exploit the people.
The letter Wang Zhaozhen and his party realized this when they entered Shimen City, or they hadn't reported hope before. At this moment, their expectations were reduced a lot: The first thing they saw was the tents built by residents living outside Shimen City. , Only those who are truly poor and inferior will live outside the city that lacks protection. Generally speaking, most of them are refugees who have fled because of war. Outside the city walls, there are only shaky, messy thatched houses. Men and women are unclothed, yellow and thin, their eyes are dull, and there is no hope for the future.
The avenue was dusty, and the dry air was full of the smell of livestock manure. Compared with this place, even those bureaucrats in Baojingzhou who are pedantic, slow and self-righteous, seem to be cute. At least in those places, the people are low in status - but at least they can survive.
However, the government with a harsh nature, after Zhao Gou blindly asked for it, the more they demanded of the people who could no longer survive. The letter king Zhao Zhen understands that this difference is not caused by the more humaneness of other places, but because of the same exploitation, the people here are suffering from wars and the people are naturally more unbearable.
Looking at all this, Ji Qianqian couldn't help covering her mouth gently, a little bit incredulous.
"Xinwang Chitose, you want to change the place... this is the place? Can it be changed?" She couldn't help but asked with some disappointment.
She originally thought that after leaving the melee place, where there is no Great Sacred King Army, it should be a scene of wealth. The waterways here are well developed, the land is fertile, and the food is abundant. To have food that can live a life means to be prosperous. Even if it is not as good as Jiangnan, at least it should be similar to the Baojingzhou area, right
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a bleak scene right now.
Regarding Ji Qianqian's question, Xinwang Zhaozhen glanced at the local people like refugees, and he was not surprised. Here, even the person himself is a fragile thing worthless. In some places, you can get a boy for the price of a sheep. If it is a girl, the price is even lower.
With a little bit of power or military power, you can trample on the existence of others wantonly. Robbers, officials and generals are killing people, the difference lies in the name. That is the difference between robbers, dog officers and soldiers and bandits. Even if you kill people on the street, as long as you are ordinary people, you only need to pay the local government a little money. Maybe they even want you to kill two more.
Because in the eyes of these officials, the real gold and silver are much more lovely than those who still need food to feed.
The letter king Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and said: "It's actually very simple. As long as I occupy this place, I will take back the ownership of the land and divide the field equally. In addition, countless factories and workshops have been established. Even if everyone cannot be equal, everyone should live a food and clothing. Life." Ji Qianqian was taken aback after hearing this.
"If we occupy this place, we will have to wait a few more years. My creed is that after unanimous externally, we will settle down internally." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen said again.
Ji Qianqian was really stunned this time, that is to say, after expelling the golden man and welcoming the second holy, he would fight for imperial power. She said: "When is the time to defeat the golden man."
"Break and stand up, have you heard of Liu Xiu who founded the Eastern Han Dynasty, Ji Qianqian?" asked Xin Wang Zhao Zhen.
"Ah--! You want to learn from him." She couldn't help but yelled. At the end of the Western Han Dynasty, the war between the Han and the Huns drained the vitality of both sides. The people of the Western Han Dynasty were not living, and the idealist Wang Mang seized the throne, and the result was even worse. Later, Liu Xiu raised his troops, competed for the artifacts, strict laws, and encouraged production. This was the foundation of the Eastern Han Dynasty. She calmed down again, what was the danger? Compared to her dying in the chaos of war, or living a life that is almost invisible to these people in front of her, she still has the hope of assisting King Shin to ascend the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Xinwang Zhao Zhen again. Xin Wang is full of enterprising spirit. Being with him, although dangerous, but willing. What's more, regardless of which aspect, this believer Qiansui meets the best standards in her mind. It's just a pity that he already has a lot of sweethearts, and he doesn't know if he can be ranked.
Ji Qianqian lowered her eyelashes and couldn't help but feel a little moved.
She looked at Luo Yue'er next to her again. After experiencing two bad records of running around on the dangerous battlefield, this business lady has been thoroughly educated by the letter king Zhao Zhen, and she is still on her own.
But at this moment, her eyes were falling with interest on the other side, and then she said to one side of the letter Wang Zhao Zhen crisply: "Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, look over there."
There are many luxurious children and people from outside on the street, just like them.
In fact, since the believer Zhao Zhen killed a large number of gold men and the elite of the Great Sage King, Song Jun's counterattack began. Under the attack of Zhang Jun's army, the flames of war had already burned to the surrounding area, and many people packed up and gathered here.
In just half a month, the floating population in this area has more than doubled.
But now, the situation has become a little complicated.
The gaze of the letter king Zhao Zhen swept over these people one by one, as if the identity of a nobleman like him was very different from these warriors. These adventurers are as incompatible with the local people around them. They stand on the street as if there are three completely different worlds on the street at the same time.
The warriors of the rivers and lakes have nothing to do with the locals, and the locals are unwilling to provoke these lawless men, at least most of them are. But the part that Luo Yueer pointed to was an exception.
In the gaze of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, a small group of warriors were distributing food to some local scrawny children. This scene actually gave him the illusion of going back in time, as if he had returned to the good people in the future civilized society. Although most of the warriors of the rivers and lakes are profit-seeking generations, there are still some just for the dream of heroes And young people who are out adventurous.
It was like seeing the four men and two women in front of them wearing strong costumes.
"Sure enough, it is a young man." Xinwang Zhao Zhen couldn't help thinking. In fact, going through the rivers and lakes is not as romantic and just as mentioned in the bedside story, full of life that is full of swords and shadows, of course, full of swords and shadows So there is no lie.
The life of the warriors of the rivers and lakes is actually treacherous and bloody. They either rob, or bodyguards, or kill people, and they have to often engage in those dangerous transactions. Life and death are very common things. Compared with risk, the return is pitiful. Although there is no shortage of people who get rich overnight, most of them end up as a pile of bones in an unknown place without exception.
Because of this, most Jianghu warriors have to become practical and profiteering. And only young people will act with unrealistic ideals. The letter king Zhao Zhen can even speculate that these people may not even start to travel for long.
Or simply after a wealthy businessman or official.
But first he turned his head and asked, "What are you looking at?"
But he immediately saw the business lady's eyes roll, as if a creative idea had come into being.
"What do you want to do?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen couldn't help but ask a little wary. Luo Yueer's repeated detachment from ordinary people's behavior has made him involuntarily vigilant.
"That's it." Luo Yueer said naturally.
"Luo Yue'er, we don't have much food with us." Ji Qianqian understood her thoughts in an instant, and reminded in a low voice: "The consumption of so many people and horses is not a small amount of money. . If you want to buy so much food locally, you have to deal with the local government. Have you forgotten the last time?"
What Ji Qianqian said was that when he was passing through a small town not long ago, the letter king Zhao Zhen went to find someone to purchase food, but the other party fell in love with Ma Yueying, who went with him, but that night he sent a private guard to abduct people. Although more than 30 martial arts-like private security guards were a little overwhelmed in front of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, and the final result was also defeated by Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, and was accompanied by a severe blackmail. People sounded the alarm bell.
Although the Song Dynasty has not completely collapsed, the local officials have long been unscrupulous.
Hearing what Ji Qianqian said, Xinwang Zhao Zhen couldn't help but glance at the girl with some emotion. I thought the last time it was okay, it was an unknown little official, but this time it was facing thousands of troops in the city. It is estimated that he took some people to kill him today, and he will soon stage a scene of being chased by the army.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yueer shook her head happily after listening to Ji Qianqian's words, and said mysteriously: "Trust King Zhao Zhen, Ji Qianqian, haven't you found it?"
"What did you find?" the two asked in unison.
"A kind of business, not an ordinary business." Luo Yueer said.
"Huh? Business?" Xinwang Zhao Zhen couldn't help but touched the girl's flat jade forehead, thinking it might be a fever. On the other side, Cui Hu asked curiously, "Miss Luo Yueer, are there any business opportunities in such a barren place?"
However, Luo Yueer didn’t care about the guard’s retort, and naturally replied, “You can’t say that. Wherever there is exchange, there are merchants. Besides, for the king of faith, exchange is not only money, but also money. It has something to do with the hearts of the people of Jiangshan Sheji."
"That's right." Ji Qianqian shook her head. She knew that Luo Yueer was right. Not only is it poor here, but the war has severely affected production. Commodities and food are scarce. Commercial behavior is just a very distant term. There is even a lack of necessary conditions for exchange..."
"Is that so, isn't that an exchange?" Luo Yueer asked with interest, watching the behavior of the young adventurers.
"That's what kind of exchange, it's better to say that it's charity, Miss Luo Yueer." Pang Zheng replied behind.
Luo Yueer stretched out her finger and nodded her chin: "It's obviously an exchange. Isn't it an exchange to buy hope with food?"
"Use food to buy hope? What does this mean?" Ji Qianqian was taken aback. In fact, it's not just her, everyone is surprised by this sentence: Is this also an exchange
But wait a minute! Only Xin Wang Zhao Zhen reacted at this moment, and he immediately couldn't help but look at Luo Yue'er with an incredible look. I wondered how this guy's little brain grew, how could he always think of places that ordinary people can't see.
The letter king Zhao Zhen immediately sorted out his thoughts, and then asked: "Ji Qianqian, if you hand over this site to you, how long will it take for you to have spontaneous business behaviors here?"
After hearing this question, Ji Qianqian immediately realized that there was something in the words of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. She couldn't help but glance at the other person, wondering if this young lord had any thoughts about this land? Or is it just a test for yourself
But in any case, she looked at the unclothed, refugee-like leaders on the street and thought about it seriously. Some embarrassed answer: "As short as one year, as long as two years, the people have no wealth, lack of goods, and lack of production base. Even if it is to reform taxes, the state reclaims land, and redistributes land, it will take a relatively long time. Time for saving wealth... But in any case, within two years, as long as there is a strong policy, the people can have food here."
"So, if we send people to distribute the food, won't the folks have a way to survive? You just need to install free credit porridge stalls in various places, and then put the letter king you sign. Besides, in case the government bans the emperor, the government will ban it. In the words of Xinwang’s porridge shop on credit. With proper publicity, the people will hate the government and Zhao Gou even more. But no matter what, most of the government will give Xinwang a face. After all, on the surface, the two of your brothers have not broken up yet. In this way, the people will miss you and believe in Wang Jun's good. Buying people's hearts. Isn't this a kind of business?" Luo Yueer interrupted her and said naturally.
Ji Qianqian suffocated, "Does this... make sense?" She couldn't help asking with some difficulty: "This..."
"It does make sense..." Xinwang Zhao Zhen nodded, and then he couldn't help but glanced at Luo Yueer in admiration. In fact, Luo Yueer's idea is not so much an exchange as a means to buy people's hearts. At the very least, when the believers come in the future, you will see countless people greeted by them.
Don't think that the people of the Song Dynasty are stubborn! From the fact that Jin Guo went south, the people killed more Jin people than the war, and the large number of martial arts people around you can see something that a powerful force is hidden among the people. It is a fact that Da Song is a weak country and strong people.
Although Luo Yueer's thoughts are simple and simple, but to think of such a problem under the constraints of the times, I have to say that his eyes are already quite forward-looking.
But this does require an extremely large plan, and consideration at every step, not just a simple matter of sending what you eat.
The letter king Zhao Zhen directly went to the place and wrote a letter with a password. He sent a special team that secretly protected and contacted him. He hurried to find Wu Jie, and sent her own letter to Zhuge Ying, who is in charge of government affairs in Sichuan, and asked her to send someone. To execute this plan.
After writing the secret letter, the letter king Zhao Zhen watched secretly a dozen special team soldiers leave. At this moment, a loud whip'pop' attracted everyone.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen and the others turned their heads together, just to see a small group of soldiers coming into the city from behind. Although the equipment was messy, these soldiers were clearly distinguished.
The letter king Zhao Zhen saw the emblem on their banner, which was the city's defender.
At this moment, these soldiers are raising their whips to drive out the residents on both sides of the street, and if they retreat a little bit slowly, they will eat a whip. The thin-faced men and women were driven away like a group of livestock. This scene seemed very interesting in the eyes of the soldiers of the city garrison. They couldn't help laughing, even swaying.
Ji Qianqian frowned, this scene is quite common for her. The security soldiers in Baojingzhou are so domineering.
She then heard the red-clothed girl Ma Yueying beside her snorting coldly. They just couldn't understand the domineering and domineering of the government and the officers and soldiers, and joined Mingjiao, yearning for the bright world that Mingjiao said.
"They seem to be dragging something behind them." Pang Zheng said suddenly, pointing behind the group of riders.
"It's a corpse." Xinwang Zhao Zhen replied: "These officers and soldiers went out to suppress the bandits." After he finished speaking, he sighed softly.
"What's the matter?" Ji Qianqian was taken aback, isn't this normal
But Xinwang Zhao Zhen shook her hand to signal her not to speak, and then pointed her finger at her. Ji Qianqian took a closer look, and she saw some women not far away, after seeing the corpses, suddenly kneeling on the ground and hiding her face. Cry. She was startled slightly, and then asked incomprehensibly: "...What's the matter?"