Dahan first prince

Chapter 167 Don't waste your time!

Almost at the same time that Liu Ying pulled Xiao He out of Weiyang Palace and lit a bonfire in the Prime Minister's Mansion, at the Shaofu Food Market south of Chang'an City, a large crowd finally arrived.

——There are only three days left until the deadline for the Prime Minister's government to issue a decree that prohibits merchants from hoarding more than [-] shi of grain.

In order to avoid falling into the fate of "rebellion" like the Changling Tian clan, Chiyang Qian clan, and Weinan Zhang clan, Mi Jia, a grain merchant in Guanzhong, must spend the remaining three days with his hands. Dispose of all the grain hoarded here.

Of course, as a group that sees all directions, listens to all directions, and has sources of information second only to the government, the grain merchants have already received the news: if they want to sell the grain in their hands to the Shaofu, they don't need to transport the grain.

Outside the grain market, they greeted a city official who was about [-] shi, and the grain merchants took advantage of the waiting time to whisper to each other.

As for the content of the conversation, it is natural that in recent days, there is no doubt about the grain market in various parts of Guanzhong.

"Ah~"

"In the future, Wanmo won't mention the matter of food supplies..."

"Since the official document issued by the Prime Minister's Office, we and other grain merchants are restricted to sell all the grain in our hands before the Jiawu period in the spring of March. No one in E County, where I live, has any more people want to buy grain..."

Hearing a middle-aged man complaining with a sad face, everyone immediately complained.

"Isn't it?"

"I am afraid that the grain and rice in my hand will be sold out, and within three days, the price of rice will be reduced six times, to [-] yuan!"

"Even so, the grain shop is still deserted."

"I sent servant Ding to ask about it, but I heard rumors on the street: In the spring, March, and Jiawu, there must be a grain merchant Mijia who is afraid of death. Don't take money but donate grain, and eat with the villagers!"

I saw another merchant with a fat head and big ears shaking his head and sighing, looking at the grain market not far away.

"Hey!"

"Do you really think that this tens of thousands of family wealth is picked up along the road?"

"—Rather than lose everything, it's better to sell it to the Shaofu!"

"In this way, the principal can be returned slightly, and the life can be saved without worry..."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions tightened in unison, and they shuddered one after another.

——On that day, the dozens of people who looked at the entire Guanzhong were considered to be prominent grain merchants, but they all participated in the secret meeting of Qian Buyi!
As a result, as soon as the secret meeting ended, before it was dark, news came out from Chang'an: all the male members of Qian's and Zhang's families were thrown into Tingwei's prison.

According to this posture, the fate of Qian and Zhang, even if it is not another Changling Tian family, I am afraid it will not be much better.

In the past, they were unknown in the grain and business circles of Guanzhong. The Du family, who had only saved a little property by giving Changling Tian's saddle and horse, actually used the "reporting money and Zhang Er's conspiracy" to make money in the current dynasty. In front of the crown prince, he sold himself a good boy!
Although the household registration of the Du family still failed to transfer from merchant registration to agricultural registration as they wished, at the very least, the Du family has picked himself out of the whirlpool of abnormally rising grain prices in Guanzhong.

Just a few days ago, the Shaofu bought all the grains of the Du family, and even Du's granaries were bought by the Shaofu for real money!
Although Shaofu has not given the money for selling grain to Mrs. Du for the time being, the granary has given money, and Shaofu will most likely not miss the money for grain.

After reporting the Qian and Zhang families, and being the first to stand up, they packaged and sold the grain and the granary to the Shaofu. The Du family has already landed safely in this turmoil.

The official documents of the Xiangfu's "prohibition of Jia's goods and grains" are still hanging on the dew cloths in various places in Guanzhong.

Coupled with Du Shi being such a 'model', the rest of the grain merchants had no reason to continue to struggle, and each made up their minds, so they gathered here. The south of Chang'an City is only a few miles away from the 'Shaofu Grain Market'. .

——Everyone wants to go to the yamen of Shaofu, but they have to go to Weiyang Palace, right?

With the status of a "merchant and humble family" on top of their heads, and almost no official way, everyone can only come to the grain market, saying that they are changing their ways, but in fact they are just trying their luck.

If the door is closed, everyone may have to show their talents, see if they can make some money, and find a way to catch up with the officials of the Shaofu...

"Wait, are you all Mi Jia, a grain merchant in Guanzhong?!"

A low growl with a hint of irritation came out, causing everyone to raise their heads involuntarily.

After seeing clearly that the person who made the sound had a silver-white official seal hanging on his waist, everyone rushed forward again, bending their waists ninety degrees one after another.

"Min, wait, I have seen Duke Yang!"

"Huiyang Gong asked: The people and others are indeed natives of Guanzhong, and they are Jias who take goods and grains..."

After saluting in unison, everyone maintained the posture of bowing their hands together, waiting a little awkwardly for Yang Chengyan's reply.

It has to be said that the luck of these businessmen today is really good.

——In a few days, Yangchengyan will set off again to Sanyuan to continue the renovation of Zhengguo Canal!

If it weren't for Yang Chengyan's thought today, to come to the food to have a look before leaving, these businessmen who are known as "wealthy" and even privately called "Su Feng"① may not be able to see Yang Cheng for a lifetime Yan side!
As for the fact that these businessmen can call out Yang Chengyan's surname when they meet, it's not because they have met Yang Chengyan before, but they are inferences.

In this era of slow flow of information and low rate of knowledge popularization, regardless of social status and moral integrity, businessmen, especially those who can accumulate tens of thousands of fortunes and are as rich as princes, can definitely be regarded as social elites.

And it is slightly different from those social elites who are well-educated and talented in later generations: in this era, if a businessman wants to succeed, the first thing he needs to possess is nothing more than the control of information.

In the words of later generations, it is actually well-informed.

Today, there are 140 six people in the Han Dynasty, the founder of the country, except for a dozen or so who died early, the rest are all alive.

In this case, almost all the two thousand stones that can reach the standard of "Silver Seal and Green Ribbon" at the official level have the title of "Gold Seal and Purple Ribbon".

This situation is also privately called "non-Hou Wuqing" by the people of Chang'an.

——Not Chehou, there is no way to become Jiuqing!
Of course, it doesn't mean that the entire Han Dynasty has no one with a rank of two thousand stones, and at the same time, there is no title of Chehou.

It's just that the two thousand stones without the Marquis of Che are basically local sheriffs, and it is almost impossible to appear in Chang'an.

Calculated in this way, it is not difficult to guess the identity of this official with a silver seal on his waist in front of everyone.

——The silver seal and green ribbon must be officials with more than two thousand stones, and they must not be Chehou!
——Appearing in Chang'an, it is basically impossible to be a local sheriff.

Such a person can appear in Chang'an with all his plans, never more than five fingers.

The former Fengchang, and now the prince Taifu Shusun Tong is one;
Yangcheng of Shaofu, where Changle and Weiyang Palaces were built, is counted as one;
Zhong Lang counts Ji Bu as one;
Zhao Wang Liu Ruyi is a distant relative of his mother's family, relatives of his wife's family, and his relatives who serve as lieutenants are counted as one;②

Except for these four people, in the whole world, there is absolutely no fifth person who can meet the three conditions of 'Official Two Thousand Stones', 'Not a Chehou', and 'Official in Chang'an' at the same time!

Among these five people, Lieutenant Qi Ji went out with Emperor Liu Bang and has not returned yet;
The rest of the crown prince Taifu Shusuntong is a well-known old Confucian in the world, the person in front of him is not dressed like that;
Zhong Lang Jiang Ji Bu, who was born in the army, was famous for his "burly figure", and the figure in front of him was not like that.

In addition, this is the grain market in front of you. Compared with Ji Bu and Shusun Tong, it is obvious that Yang Chengyan, who is a young man, has a higher probability of appearing here.

For these businessmen who had never met before, Yang Chengyan was able to deduce his identity in a moment, but Yang Chengyan showed no tendency to look warmer.

He looked around a little irritably, and finally saw the small official who was passing by holding bamboo slips not far from Yangcheng Yanchao and waved.

"Yellow Market Order!"

As soon as he greeted him, the little official quickly turned his head, and after seeing clearly that it was Yang Chengyan who was calling him, he ran forward again.

"Mr. Yang."

However, Yang Chengyan only looked at Huang Shiling's still a little green face, he didn't even want to look at the merchants outside the city gate, and only raised his hand to them.

"Here, they are all merchants who sell grain and storehouses."

"I have other important tasks on my body, so I will hand over this matter to Huang Shiling."

Hearing Yang Chengyan's words, the little official did not show any joy, but reluctantly turned his head and looked at the dozens of businessmen gathered outside the market.

In the end, the mayor surnamed Huang could only make a disgusted expression and nodded to Yang Chengyan.

After Yangcheng Yan walked aside without changing his expression, he chatted cordially with an old man whose clothes were a little shabby and brought his children and grandchildren to buy food, the surname Huang muttered and raised his head towards the outside of the market.

"Wait!"

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After another full hour, the grain merchants who were waiting outside the grain market were finally led to the grain market, in front of a thatched hut where the grain market was temporarily piled up.

Seeing the city magistrate surnamed Huang muttering, he squatted down in front of the wooden desk in front of the thatched cottage, and spread out a roll of blank bamboo slips, unwilling to lift his head.

"Who will come first?"

There was a cold and inexplicably slightly annoyed whisper, which made everyone's hearts tense.

In the end, a man who looked about 40 years old stepped forward, regardless of the age of Huang Shiling, who was obviously twenty years younger than himself, and cupped his hands with a flattering smile.

"Meet Shaojun..."

"Native place!"

However, seeing that the city magistrate surnamed Huang didn't appreciate it at all, he asked coldly, but the middle-aged man still could only laugh along with him, and carefully lowered his waist even deeper.

"鄠(hù) County..."

"Last name!"

"No surname, single surname 'Zhu'..."

After asking several questions one after another, and being a little irritated, he recorded the man's birthplace and surname in the book, only to see that the city magistrate surnamed Huang finally raised his head, but his eyes stayed on the brand new pair of cowhide boots under the feet of the man surnamed Zhu.

"Humph!"

"In the past few years, you and other profiteers will plunder the people's fat, and what they serve is to eat a brain full of fat!"

There was an angry howl that did not suppress the volume, and the surname Huang's face appeared only for a moment, and the slight shame he felt for being rude to the elders was suddenly replaced by an inexplicable resentment.

Hearing the scolding by the magistrate surnamed Huang, the people surrounding the thatched hut still didn't dare to fart, and just lowered their heads with a sneer.

There were even a few people in the front, who seemed to see the reason for Huang's anger, and quietly kicked the mud under their feet with their toes, as if they wanted to stain the cloth shoes a little.

The city magistrate surnamed Huang didn't pay attention to this businessman even for a moment, and just lowered his head.

"How much is the food sold?!"

"Where are the granaries in the house, how much grain and rice can be stored?!"

There were two low growls with hints of anger, and the merchant surnamed Zhu hurried forward with a smile, and took out two bamboo sticks from his arms.

"Back, back to Shaojun..."

"Grain sales, 17 shi; there are three granaries, each of which can store 910 shi of grain, totaling 30 shi..."

Hearing the whispering voice of the merchant surnamed Zhu, the city magistrate surnamed Huang quickly wrote a few lines on the bamboo slips without raising his head.

Then, the city magistrate surnamed Huang stood up frowning, and looked at the businessman surnamed Zhu with contempt.

"Following the order of Lord Yang of the Shaofu: all grain merchants who sell grain to the Shaofu will be paid in the autumn and August, and the price will be two thousand dollars!"

As he said that, the city magistrate surnamed Huang looked down at the bamboo slips again, and continued to say: "As for the warehouse of the grain merchant, I will give you ten qian for storing rice for one stone."

"You have three granaries, which can store 30 shi of grain in total, and the lunch box is 300 million yuan."

As he spoke in a cold tone, the city magistrate surnamed Huang raised his head again.

"Is there a carriage to transport money?"

Seeing that the businessman surnamed Zhu nodded hesitantly, the magistrate surnamed Huang nodded silently, picked up the bamboo slips in his hand, and walked towards Yangchengyan in the distance.

After the city magistrate surnamed Huang said something to Yang Chengyan, and seeing Yang Chengyan take the scroll of bamboo slips, he immediately said something to the magistrate surnamed Huang.

Then, the city magistrate surnamed Huang ran back with the bamboo slips, took out a roll of bamboo slips again, and said while writing: "Yang Gong said that the current Shaofu and Qin Banliang are not enough; all merchants who sell granaries in Shaofu are related to Qin. Half-two, Han half-two and half-two."

After finishing speaking, City Ling Huang stopped his hand, put down the brush, picked up the bamboo slips, and blew gently.

"Take this brief to the grain market and wait for it."

"Qin Banliang and Han Banliang each have 150 million. Before sunset, they must be sent outside the grain market."

Hearing what the city magistrate surnamed Huang said, the businessman surnamed Zhu only widened his eyes in shock, and looked at the bamboo slips in his hand in disbelief.

——A granary that can store 30 shi of grain only pays 300 million yuan!
——Half of them are "Han half two"?
"This······"

Just as he was debating whether to speak or not, when he tried to fight for it again, he saw the mayor surnamed Huang raised his head in extreme impatience, tilted his head slightly, and looked directly behind the businessman surnamed Zhu.

"Next!"

"Anyway, I'm also a seven-foot husband, just act like a girl!!!"

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1. Su Feng.

"Historical Records: Biographies of Huozhi": "Today, there are those who have no rank and salary, and those who are happy to compare with them are called 'Sufeng'." Give, its benefit is more than that of the emperor, so it is called "Su Feng".

The general meaning is: some people now have no rank ratio, salary, and no income from fiefs and towns, but their income is higher than that of the feudal monarch; He is rich, so he is called Sufeng.

To put it simply: people who are richer than Xungui are called Sufeng.

2.
Prince Taifu, ranked two thousand stones in the Western Han Dynasty, and two thousand stones in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

General Zhonglang compares two thousand stones.

Lieutenant, ranked two thousand stones in the early Han Dynasty, changed to Zhijinwu in the first year of Emperor Wu Taichu, and was promoted to rank two thousand stones, the same as Jiuqing.

　I've been waiting for a long time~ Brothers, go to sleep after watching this, thank you everyone~
　　
　
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