Chapter 461: Liang Si

Chapter 461 Liang Si

Lu Yi was right. The cell in Jincheng was indeed very clean. Except for the musty smell in the air that made people feel a little uncomfortable, and the fact that the room was a bit shabby, everything was fine.

“Feng Langjun, do you think there is anything else you need help with?”

Lu Yi stood outside the cell and asked with a wry smile on his face.

“It’s okay.”

Feng Yong nodded, pointed to the corner and said, "Put a couch for me there. I don't like sleeping on the ground because I'm afraid of the cold. The cell is too cold in winter. If you don't want me to freeze to death here, , you'd better give me some woolen blankets."

“Then set up a stove for me. Also, the charcoal must be made of fine charcoal, otherwise it will be poisonous. When the time comes, I will be poisoned and die from you, and you won’t be able to explain it.”

Lu Yi's eyes twitched, "Feng Langjun, I can get you a couch, but these woolen blankets, stoves and fine charcoal... are not something that a lower official can afford."

Feng Yong glanced at him and said disdainfully, "I know you are poor people! Don't worry, as long as you go to Fengzhuang and say something, my house will naturally come out."

Facing the man who was the best at making money, Lu Yi, the official of Jincheng’s parents, had no confidence to refute, and even felt secretly ashamed.

Hearing Feng Yong say that he got out on his own, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.

At the same time, he sighed, this Jincheng Order is really not easy to do.

If an ordinary prisoner comes in and I don't make him cry and shout "Sir, I was wrong", my surname will not be Lu.

But when he thought of the tone and demeanor of the prime minister when he ordered Feng Yong to be imprisoned, Lu Yi could only sigh again.

Watching Lu Yi leave the cell as if fleeing, Feng Yong tried to push the cell door, and saw a "squeak" sound as it opened...

“Hey, hey, Magistrate Lu, your cell door is not closed!”

Feng Yong shouted loudly from behind.

Lu Yi turned back angrily, with veins popping up on his forehead, and shouted in a low voice, "Don't shout! I don't like to close the cell door, is that okay?"

"Can."

Feng Yong nodded subconsciously.

Lu Yi then turned around and left with satisfaction - still leaving the cell door open.

Feng Yong curiously walked out of his cell and found that no one was looking after him. He was really surprised.

He looked around and found that the cell was deserted. There was only one other prisoner except himself, and that was in the cell opposite him.

“Hey, the cells in Jincheng are well cleaned.”

Feng Yong saw that his cell was cleaned, and thought it was a preferential treatment for himself. Unexpectedly, the cell of the prisoner opposite was also quite clean.

The prisoner opposite had been staring at Feng Yong since he came in. When he heard him say this, he couldn't help laughing, "But in front of Mr. Feng?"

Feng Yong saw that the other party was neatly dressed and did not look slovenly, so he replied, "Yes, I am Feng Yong. You just came in too?"

The person opposite nodded, "One day earlier than Feng Langjun."

Then he asked, "How can I prove that you are Mr. Feng?"

Feng Yong pointed at himself and said with a smile, "With my current situation, who is willing to bear this reputation?"

"Feng Langjun's name is not only known to everyone in the Han Dynasty, but after his writings were introduced to the north, even Cao Zijian marveled that his writings were like an immortal flying in the sky, overlooking the vastness. With such a reputation, I'm afraid everyone wants to replace him, right?"

The person opposite laughed out loud.

“That’s because you don’t know why I came in here.”

Feng Yong sighed.

“Why?”

"Making trouble in the street, leading a group of noble men to beat up a female servant, well, it's all because of a woman."

“Doesn’t that make him a prostitute who likes women?”

The other party's face showed admiration, "Feng Langjun did not hesitate to destroy his reputation in order to meet me like this. He really put a lot of effort into it."

“Me to meet you?”

Feng Yong looked at the passionate man opposite him in confusion, "Where do you start talking about this? Who are you?"

The other side cupped his hands and said, "Liang Si, Liangzhou, has met Feng Langjun."

“The Liang family in Longyou Ji County?”

Feng Yong was startled and subconsciously looked at the cell door. There was no one there.

Liang Si nodded, with an apologetic look on his face, "I am from the north, so it is inconvenient to reveal my real name. I am traveling at home, so Feng Langjun can just call me Liang Si."

“Why are people from the Liang family here?”

Feng Yong felt that it was really unexpected.

Liang Si sighed, "I don't even understand. I was a guest yesterday, but I became a prisoner yesterday. Things in the world are unpredictable."

Feng Yong came to his senses, laughed, and pointed at himself, "I am the same. Yesterday I was successful in the southern expedition, but today I am in jail."

At the same time, I finally felt relieved. It turned out that this was the reason why Zhuge Laoyao imprisoned him.

Liang Si opposite heard Feng Yong's words and probably understood. The two couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

“Sir, can you represent the Liang family?”

Feng Yong sat across from Liang Si and asked through the thick railing of the cell.

Liang Si nodded, "Anyone can make the decision regarding the woolen cloth."

It seems that this person's status in the Liang family is not low, no wonder he dares to reveal his real name.

Feng Yong looked at the other party and asked a question he had thought about for a long time, "You in the north no longer use coins, what are you going to use to buy my woolen cloth?"

Liang Si smiled calmly, "His Majesty in the north not only said not to use coins, but also said that grain and silk should be used for transactions on weekdays."

Liang Si nodded, "In the past, when coins could still be used, everyone naturally didn't dare to use them. But now that there are no coins, what else can we use besides food? I guess since Feng Langjun already has woolen cloth on hand, silk cloth will also be used." Isn’t it attractive to your eyes?”

“Also, there is not much else in Liangzhou, but horses can still be used..."

So why is Cao Pi's decision to abolish coins a foolish move?

This is simply another powerful medicine to accelerate the rise of local aristocratic families.

The local aristocratic families dared to be so crazy, and Cao Pi was indispensable.

“Of course, if Feng Langjun is willing, we can also use Dahan coins to trade.”

The Liang family seemed to have considered this issue a long time ago, and Liang Si continued to explain their plan.

“Anyway, the Wei Dynasty has no coins now, so our Liang family can privately recognize the coins of the Han Dynasty. If someone uses the coins of the Han Dynasty to buy things in Liangzhou in the future, our Liang family can sell them to them.”

Look, this is the consequence of delegating power to local aristocratic families.

The extreme selfishness of the family is clearly reflected here - of course, you can also think of it as the greed of capital as Ma Dabeard said.

Without the capital to control, they dare to do the most evil things in the world.

Therefore, this is why the state must strengthen local control, because only in this way can the centrifugal force generated by various local interests be minimized.

Controlling the power of minting and issuing a unified currency is one of the most important means for rulers to rule the country.

Cao Pi did not so much abolish coins as he gave up the right to mint money to local aristocratic families.

The right to mint money does not necessarily mean that coins must be minted. When food becomes currency, the aristocratic family is equivalent to controlling the right to mint money.

“I heard that the woolen cloth notes printed by Feng Langjun are very exquisite. As long as Feng Langjun is willing to extend the period enough, our Liang family can also recognize it.”

“Gudong!”

Feng Yong swallowed a sip of saliva, thinking, damn, if this guy is from the big man's side, I will be the first to kill him with a knife, and then lead people to plunder the Liang family from top to bottom!

“You allow me to slow down.”

Feng Yong waved his hand and sat on the ground, wanting to be quiet.

After a while, he glanced at Liang Si, who was smiling, and wondered whether you don't know the cruelty of the currency war, or are you pretending not to know?

So he asked tentatively, "Aren't you afraid that others will find out that you, the Liang family, use Han coins?"

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, in Wei Dynasty, Han coins cannot buy things from other people. In the eyes of others, the Liang family just got a bunch of useless things."

Liang Si said, moved towards Feng Yong again, and looked directly at Feng Yong.

"Feng Langjun, our Liang family has taken a huge risk by doing this. If one day you don't recognize these coins and bills, we won't even have a place to find anyone to comment. We are already sincere enough, right?" ?”

Hmm, it seems you really don’t know the cruelty of currency war.

Feng Yong smiled.

"Sir, why do you have to say so pitifully? It's not like I haven't sold woolen cloth to those barbarians before, so I know the benefits. Even if it comes to that, I'm afraid you have already earned enough from the barbarians."

Liang Siqian laughed and said, "But Feng Langjun has to admit that when the time comes, we will also have losses, right? Aren't the only ones who have not suffered losses the only ones? Dahan and Feng Langjun?"

It is indeed the nature of an aristocratic family to see small profits and forget the great righteousness.

Feng Yong finally said, "Since the Liang family is so sincere, of course it's not easy for me to be a bad person. I just don't know how you plan to deal this first time?"

“Does Mr. Feng Lang know that King Qiang Duan of Di in the two counties of Wudu in Yinping has ordered the Hu tribes in the two counties not to trade privately in Ju County?”

"Of course I know..." Feng Yong reacted suddenly, "Could it be that..."

Liang Si looked on with a reserved smile and nodded slightly.

“Our Liang family has some friendly relations with King Qiangduan of Di. At that time, King Qiang will send people to Ju County to trade with wool, horses, cattle and sheep, etc…”

Liang Si lowered his voice and said, "Of course, if Feng Langjun is willing, he will also bring some food. As long as Feng Langjun is willing to sell it, then everything is easy to discuss. As for the rest, it is a matter between the Liang family and King Qiang Qiang. , I don’t need to worry about Feng Langjun and the Prime Minister."

Feng Yong stared at Liang Si and said slowly, "Where's the price?"

"The powerful king always wants to take some away, so it stands to reason that the price should be lower, but as the villain said before, the Liang family is very sincere and everything can remain as usual."

Feng Yong keenly felt the reserve in Liang Si's tone.

It seems that the so-called sincerity is just that the Liang family has no other transaction partners, so they have no choice.

If possible, they will definitely not let go of this opportunity to lower prices.

It seems that this is the confidence of the Liang family.

In other words, the aristocratic families in Liangzhou were determined that the Han Dynasty would rely on wool from places such as Yinping Wudu.

There is actually nothing wrong with this judgment.

Although silage technology can be regarded as a black technology in this era, it can increase the livestock carrying capacity per unit area of the pasture several times.

But Hanzhong is not specifically used for pasture. Its main function is to grow food.

Furthermore, even if the wool production of Hanzhong pasture can be compared with that of Yinping, what about Wudu? What about Liangzhou? What about the West Sea? And what about the northern prairie?

If only for private individuals, Hanzhong Ranch can indeed be regarded as an inheritance that can be passed down.

But if compared to the entire Han Dynasty, it is just a piece of fat at most.

If you want to eat with a mouth full of oil, you must rely on the wool from the north.

“The Hu people have always been disrespectful and capricious. Aren’t you afraid that one day they will become a traitor and bite you back?”

"Feng Langjun, don't worry. Liangzhou is a vast land with few people. Our Liang family has planned to enclose some land for sheep herding. Then Feng Yong won't have to worry about the Hu people coming back."

Liang Si smiled confidently again.

Feng Yong smiled meaningfully and nodded, "Then I'll be relieved."

I feel very relieved that the signs of sheep eating people have finally appeared.

(End of this chapter)

Subscribe
Notify about
0 comments
Intertextual Reviews
View all comments