Chapter 1109: Fire and water are incompatible
Not to mention before the Three Kingdoms era, even if we look at the entire ancient history of China, organized and premeditated dumping activities against enemy countries are very rare.
On the contrary, currency wars appeared very early—for example, the Hengshan Conspiracy, the Underworld Conspiracy, the Jingmao Conspiracy, etc. played by Guan Zhong, the founder.
the reason is simple.
Because dumping requires a large amount of materials as a basis, and it also needs to last for a long time until the opponent's relevant industrial chain is completely defeated.
In terms of the ancient small-scale peasant economy, when most people can have enough food and clothing, it is already a prosperous age. How can there be any excess materials to sell to competitors at low prices?
Ji Han is a weirdo now.
It has farming technology that is ahead of Wei and Wu.
In terms of organizational capabilities and local control, they also far surpassed Wei and Wu.
At the same time, there is also an internal Xinghanhui that is extremely eager for labor, raw materials, and markets.
Hua Niangzi obtained Linyi rice seeds and successfully tried planting them around Jincheng, which acted as a catalyst.
With the huge resources controlled by the Xinghan Association, in the next few years, wherever suitable places for planting Linyi rice will surely be promoted rapidly and on a large scale.
The court may be more cautious, but as long as the government sees the true yield of Linyi rice planted by the Xinghan Society.
Given Ji Han's organizational ability and local control ability, I believe he will soon follow.
In addition, many pastures have been opened in recent years, which can provide enough cattle.
Coupled with the improvement of farming tools, this has led to the continuous expansion of cultivated land.
Coupled with the fact that it is home to two kingdoms of abundance.
It can be foreseen that Jihan has continued to grow for more than ten years. It was only in the past two years that the grain production curve began to become somewhat flat. I am afraid that there will be another sharp rise in the next few years.
This was the confidence Feng Junhou had to dump grain in Jingzhou, Wu State.
After all...cheap food hurts farmers!
Whether it is the court or the people, there is a strong demand for external expansion (unification).
Compared with using dumping to control the enemy's food supply, currency war is easier.
Because the ticket was jointly endorsed by Ji Han and Xing Hanhui.
As long as the notes can be exchanged from Ji Han for brown sugar, wine, woolen materials, and even grain and other luxuries and livelihood necessities.
The face value of that note will always be strong—at least it will be stronger than the big iron money cast by Emperor Wu.
What does it mean that currencies issued by other countries can circulate freely within a country, and their credibility and purchasing power far exceed those of currencies minted in the country?
It means that the country has completely lost its monetary sovereignty.
How disastrous the consequences were, you will know just by looking at the late Qing Dynasty.
At that time, domestic wealth will be plundered by other countries at will, and the country will eventually become an economic vassal of other countries.
Of course, this is just Feng Junhou’s imagination about the future of Wu.
Whether you can do it or not depends on luck.
But Jingzhou must have been put into the pot. As long as it is cooked slowly and thoroughly, it can be eaten.
But these things are all things for the future.
The most important thing at the moment is that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty comes to Chang'an in person.
At the end of June in Guanzhong, the lush vegetation, coupled with the crops growing in the fields, made the boundless land appear dark green to the eye.
Wild deer, wild boars, foxes... are unwilling to retreat to remote areas, nostalgic for the original barrenness, and often sneak into crop fields in search of food.
The fertile field looks very peaceful on the surface, with pheasants, wild ducks, or other water birds showing up from time to time.
It is a pity that because of the half-empty sun, people have lost the mood to appreciate all this.
There was not a single cloud in the sky, and even though Feng Junhou was sitting in the pavilion, he could still feel the sun burning the ground outside.
A gust of hot wind blew up, rolling up a wave of heat from the ground. It was so scorching that people felt suffocated.
The weeds couldn't withstand the intense heat of the sun, and their leaves were rolled into thin strips.
Under the shade of the trees around the post pavilion, the officials and soldiers who came to greet the emperor were crowded. Most of them were like leaves, wilted in the sun.
Feng Junhou was sitting in the post pavilion, drinking tea one sip after another.
There was obviously a loud sound of water in my stomach, but I always felt thirsty in my mouth.
The most unbearable thing is that in this hot season, you have to wear thick and expensive clothes. If you move even a little bit, your underwear will become sticky and sweat will fall like rain.
Wearing a military ben crown with a golden crown on it, cicadas as inscriptions and mink tails as decorations, the difference from other military crowns can be seen at a glance.
For example, the military crown of Wei Yan, the general of Zhendong, does not have a cicada or a mink tail.
As for the others, they don’t even have the golden necklace.
The military crown of Lord Feng, which was specially given by the emperor of the Han Dynasty to show his favor.
However, Feng Junhou wanted to change it with others, because this hat felt a bit heavier than others when worn in this weather.
On the originally thick and heavy Chinese clothes, there was a pair of jade seals hanging around the waist, measuring two inches long and six inches square.
In addition to the jade seal, there is also a purple ribbon that represents the status of the prince.
The bits and pieces on his body are simply designed to suffer punishment.
“Where is the emperor’s chariot?”
Feng Junhou looked at the soldiers hiding from the sun outside the post pavilion, then looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, and asked.
“Your Majesty, you are already ten miles away.”
Feng Junhou reached out to untie his robe, but General Guan who was standing aside glared at him. He had to put down his hand angrily, picked up the tea and took a sip.
In the afternoon, people always feel tired easily, as if they just woke up, feeling groggy and unwilling to move.
It would be rude to take a nap when welcoming the emperor. After Feng Junhou drank tea, although he did not feel sleepy, he always felt a little uncomfortable.
Wei Yan, who had his eyes closed to rest, seemed to sense Feng Junhou's discomfort. He opened his eyes and glanced at him, sneered, and closed his eyes again.
It seemed that he was extremely disdainful of Feng’s impetuousness.
Seeing Wei Yan's appearance, Feng Junhou immediately became angry.
In hot weather, it is easy to get angry.
In addition, he left the city before dawn and rushed to the post office thirty miles away to wait for the emperor. It was difficult to eat or sleep well. It is surprising that Feng Junhou felt so good.
At this time, it would be disrespectful to quarrel with Wei Yan.
If it weren't for the fact that this was the only post house here, he wouldn't be sitting under the same roof as Old Man Wei.
When the emperor came to Chang'an in person, General Zhendong and General Zhendong, one of whom was the actual person in power in Guanzhong and the other had the title of highest general, naturally came to greet him.
After all, no matter how important Shangdang is, it is far from the point where the Han general Zhendong can't leave.
General Zhendong and General Zhendong were at odds with each other. Among the few people who were qualified to stay in the post, no one stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.
Although Feng Junhou may be trying to save face, given General Wei's temperament, standing up at this time is probably asking for trouble.
As long as the two of them don't quarrel, let it be dull.
The dullness in the post pavilion made the cicada sound outside seem even louder.
Feng Junhou was scorned by Wei Yan, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.
Hearing the sound of cicadas outside, he rolled his eyes, suddenly took off his Wu Bian crown, held it up with both hands, looked left and right, and said to himself:
“This cicada is so beautiful...”
Wei Yan’s face was expressionless and he didn’t even raise his eyelids.
Feng Junhou turned the hat in his hand again and raised his voice:
“This mink tail is not bad either…”
Wei Yan’s face twitched, but he still didn’t say anything.
Feng Junhou sighed:
“It’s such a beautiful crown and hat, but it’s a pity that there’s only one. Some people want to wear it, but they’re not qualified to wear it…”
As soon as these words came out, even the two brothers-in-law, Guan Xing and Zhang Bao, couldn't help but tighten the sheath on their waists.
This is no longer a clever move, but a pole that overturned a whole boat of people!
But when he saw that he finally opened his eyes, he stood up suddenly, put his right hand on the handle of the black saber at his waist, and glared at Feng Junhou:
“You dare me, kid!”
Perhaps the movement was too big. General Guan subconsciously moved his body to block Feng Junhou.
Her right hand was also pressed on the handle of the black knife of the same style, staring at Wei Yan, with a stern face, and said in a deep voice:
“What does General Wei want to do?”
There was a slight commotion in the post office.
Wei Yan looked around and saw Guan Xing, Zhang Bao, Zhao Guang, Yang Wanwan and others all reacting.
Everyone pressed their hands on the handles of their swords with solemn expressions, and they seemed to be surrounding Feng Junhou in the middle.
Everyone has an identical pure black saber on their waist. This is the special saber for the generals and ministers when welcoming the emperor.
Wei Yan glared at Feng Junhou who was behind Guan Xiaojunhou, and finally snorted angrily, turned around and walked out of the pavilion.
Wei Yan's departure made everyone secretly relieved.
General Guan turned around and said slightly dissatisfiedly to Feng Junhou:
“Well, if nothing happens, why do you have to provoke him?”
There are no outsiders here anyway, and there is no need for General Guan to hide himself.
Feng Junhou curled his lips:
“Nonsense, I didn’t offend him, he was the one who offended me first.”
General Guan is still dissatisfied:
“He dared to draw a sword against Yang Yi in front of the Prime Minister. Now no one here can suppress him. What if something really happens?”
As soon as Wei Yan left, the atmosphere relaxed inexplicably. Guan Xing also advised:
"Siniang is right, it's clear. General Wei is the general of Zhendong, and his qualifications are older than yours. If you bear it, no one will think you are afraid of him." "But he has taken the initiative to leave now, which can be regarded as I have given you a step back, which is a rare move. You should avoid provoking General Wei in the future."
“That’s right, that’s right.” Zhang Bao followed suit and then touched his chin, “What An Guo said is really surprising given General Wei’s previous style of doing things.”
Feng Junhou hummed and smiled without saying a word.
What’s so surprising about this?
If you had taken the engineering battalion from me, and then I had given you another piece of credit for conquering the upper party, you would not have made trouble with me here.
Although Old Man Wei has a bad temper, he still has to be shameless and doesn't hide anything when doing things - to put it bluntly, his emotional intelligence is too low.
It is really uncomfortable to sit upright like a clay Bodhisattva and wait for someone in the hot weather.
At this time, as soon as Old Man Wei left, Feng Junhou immediately relaxed and leaned on the pillar of the post in an indistinct manner. He exhaled a long breath and closed his eyes to sleep:
“I don’t know why, but I just feel upset when he walks in front of me.”
As Brother Guan said, Mr. Wei is the oldest, has the most seniority, and has the highest nominal status, but in fact it doesn't matter.
If it were someone else, talking to everyone as an elder, time would have passed.
It just so happens that this person doesn’t even have anyone he can talk to. Here, the entire inn is like a high pressure zone.
Not to mention that there are all juniors here, and he doesn’t speak. Who dares to speak casually except Feng Junhou?
But I saw Feng Junhou yawning:
“Now that he’s gone, I feel relieved.”
Looking at his brother-in-law's appearance, Guan Xing felt helpless and earnestly advised:
"What will happen if you tolerate it for a while? Your status is different now, so you should pay more attention to your words and deeds."
Zhao Guang, on the other hand, agreed very much with his brother’s words:
"Brother is right. Somehow, once General Wei left, I felt much more at ease."
“What do you know! Go aside!” Guan Xiaojunhou scolded, “Do you think it’s not chaotic enough?”
It was nothing before, can it be the same now?
The emperor has come to Chang'an in person.
With his current status as Alang, how can he still act casually as he did before?
Feng Junhou waved his hand:
"Forget it, everyone has left anyway, so there is no point in talking about this. Two brothers, the Northern and Southern Army led by you will be responsible for welcoming the Emperor this time."
"The Emperor is coming soon. You'd better take a sip of tea and check how the soldiers outside are getting ready."
The Northern and Southern Army was the Forbidden Army rebuilt by Adou and his wife with their own small treasury.
This time following the Prime Minister's Northern Expedition to Guanzhong, the first battle was a head-on confrontation with the Wei Central Army led by Qin Lang.
It can be said that this was a duel between the imperial armies of Wei and Han.
The new fifth army of Wei State is mostly composed of elite soldiers. Logically speaking, its combat effectiveness must be stronger than that of Little Fatty's newly built northern and southern armies.
It is a pity that this Wei forbidden army was used by Sima Yi to cut off its tail to survive, and it was bad luck.
After the battle in Guanzhong, the Northern and Southern armies were soaked in blood and began to truly grow.
It barely achieved the original intention of the Prime Minister:
After he leaves, the emperor will immediately have a guard force that is capable of actual combat and is completely loyal to the emperor.
The little fat man not only controls the chancellery but also controls such a guard army, he can smoothly carry out the change of power.
Today is the day when the Northern and Southern armies will truly come under the control of the Emperor.
“The Son of Heaven is here!”
After the last messenger carrying the command flag came the news, densely packed carriages and horses began to appear not far away.
“The Emperor is here, hurry up, hurry up!”
The soldiers who were originally stuck out of their tongues and gasping for breath after being exposed to the sun seemed to regain their strength all of a sudden after receiving the news, and began to neigh.
"That is how the matter?"
Feng Junhou suddenly pointed forward and shouted.
But I saw someone on horseback leaving the team and facing the emperor's chariot that was approaching.
Guan Xiaojunhou raised his telescope and looked at it, and his tone became colder: "It's Wei Wenchang. He passed by himself."
“Old man!”
Feng Junhou's face suddenly turned livid.
**** it!
It’s because I thought too much and overestimated Old Man Wei’s overall view!
I thought he was taking the initiative to take a step back, but it turned out that he wanted to give me this chance.
When welcoming the Emperor, there are naturally rules for who comes first and who comes last.
Wei Yan is the general who Zhendong, and Feng Junhou is the person who succeeds the prime minister to guard Guanzhong.
So it stands to reason that the two of them should take the lead to greet him together.
Obviously, Wei Yan did not think so at all. It is impossible to say that he thought he wanted to be ahead of Feng Junhou, so he took the lead.
“Let all the generals and officials follow.”
Feng Junhou gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
At the same time, he asked people to fetch the horses, got on them, and had to follow Wei Yan to meet the Emperor's chariot.
The little fat man had already received the report. He poked his head out of the stopped car and opened his eyes wide, trying to find the person he wanted to see in the crowd.
Unexpectedly, before he could see clearly, someone shouted loudly from the front:
“Your Majesty, Wei Yan, pays homage to your Majesty!”
Um?
The little fat man couldn't help but stretched his neck, trying to see clearly what was going on ahead.
How come there is only one Wei Yan as the leader?
Where is my brother-in-law?
“Where is Feng Qing?”
(End of this chapter)