Dahan first prince

Chapter 392
After sending Wang Ling and Yang Chengyan away, Liu Ying walked out of Qingliang Hall alone and stood on the far platform outside the main hall of Weiyang Palace.

Holding the stone railing in front of her with both hands, she looked down into the distance condescendingly. In Liu Ying's eyes, there were only bouts of exhaustion and nostalgia written in her eyes.

In the past two years, many changes have taken place in Chang'an Chaotang.

Lord Tingwei Jihou will not be harmed anymore;

Uncle Feng Chang Sun Tong died;
The former king, Liu Xi, Marquis of Heyang, passed away;
Fu Kuan, Marquis of Yangling, and Zhou Chang, Marquis of Fenyin, Minister of Huainan, also passed away...
During the dynasty of Emperor Taizu Gao, all the close officials who appeared next to the first emperor Liu Bang with a relatively high frequency, almost all died of old age.

And right now, the second Han Chancellor, Pingyang Hou Cao Shen, is about to usher in the end of his life.

Seeing familiar people walking towards death step by step like this, Liu Ying couldn't express how she felt at all.

But with the passage of time, the road to prosperity that Liu Ying carefully built for the Han Dynasty is also advancing in an orderly manner.

It has been the seventh year for Shaofu government to manage grain and rice; among them, the item of "grain storage on behalf of the people" is approaching the end of its historical mission.

After another two years, the amount of grain stored in the Shaofu by the people of Guanzhong will fall below 1000 million shi according to the prediction of the court, and the "storage of grain on behalf of the people" in the Shaofu will be completely over.

More and more people do not store food in Shaofu, which means that more and more people have the ability to build their own grain storage;

In other words, more and more farmers in Guanzhong have already possessed a certain degree of ability to resist risks.

And the price of grain in Guanzhong, under the pressure of Liu Ying, officially fell below 42 yuan after the autumn harvest last year, and reached the historical low of [-] yuan for purchase and [-] yuan for sale.

That's right.

——Nowadays, the Shaofu officials run the grain rice, and the profit per stone of grain is two yuan;

The state treasury of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the internal funds of the Shaofu Mansion can each get a cent.

The ultra-low profit margin naturally means a high degree of friendliness to farmers.

It is no exaggeration to say that more than [-]% of the peasants in Guanzhong have enough to eat.

Not only did he not have to worry about eating, he even started to have spare money to buy cloth and new clothes for his wife and children at home!

And Shaofu's profit center has gradually shifted from grain to salt, iron, and cloth, which have already begun to show their prominence.

Needless to say, salt, like food, belongs to the daily necessities of the people;
Especially under the premise that Liu Ying's pioneering method of "drying the sea to get salt" has greatly reduced the production cost of coarse salt, the profit margin of salt has reached an appalling level even after Liu Ying pressed it again and again. 5.00% hundred!

——A catty of coarse salt that costs less than 150 renminbi to produce and transport can be sold for [-] renminbi anywhere in the world, and it’s still slow!
As for iron, under the guidance of Liu Ying, it did not become a "state-owned commodity", but became a strategic material reserve for Shaofu's internal funds.

The most important thing to mention is the cloth.

At this moment, standing on the far platform, Liu Ying can also clearly see: in the Shaofu Studio in the northwest corner of Weiyang Palace, there are still weavers coming and going, coloring the plain cloth that has been woven;

In Liu Ying's view, the east and west weaving rooms, which are responsible for the production of cloth, have tens of thousands of weavers, and tens of thousands of official slaves, are the inexhaustible central seals of the Han Dynasty. Cash machine!
Like grain and salt, cloth is also a necessity of life;
Although it is not as indispensable as food and salt, nor is it a daily consumable like the former, but as long as the industrial revolution does not come, the cloth market in the Han Dynasty will never be saturated.

The reason is simple: if you have enough food and clothing, you can know etiquette, and if you have enough food and clothing, you can know honor and disgrace.

——No matter how poor a person is, he must have clothes to hide his shame;
——People with a little wealth need new clothes to support their appearance;

If conditions permit, no one will mind preparing a few more sets of clothes and changing more frequently.

The official food business has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history, and the seamless connection between salt and cloth has almost declared that in the next hundred years of the Han Shaofu, it is unlikely to worry about "money".

While Shaofu was making money, he did not delay Liu Ying's sacred mission of being rich.

The people in Guanzhong can basically eat enough to fill their stomachs;

Most of the people in Guanzhong are already able to dress warmly, and even a considerable part of them are beginning to be able to pursue "dressing decently";

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The two seemingly common goals were actually extremely difficult for the feudal dynasty. The Han Dynasty under the leadership of Liu Ying, at least in the Guanzhong area, gradually approached reality.

But after finishing all this, Liu Ying didn't feel excited at all, nor did she feel half proud;
The first thing that Liu Ying thought of was her mother, Lu Zhi, who was still in the Changle Palace and had not yet left the palace...
"Your Majesty, do you miss your mother again?"

When her mind was scattered, a childish and clear voice of inquiry sounded, and Liu Ying realized that her eyes had focused on Changle Palace on the other side of Zhangtai Street at some point.

There lived a great woman;
There, one of the greatest women in the 5000-year history of China is 'closed'...

"I'm fine."

Unable to conceal her loneliness, Liu Ying replied, but Liu Ying did not turn around, and let the queen Zhang Yan, who had just turned 13, put a thin cloak on her shoulders.

In the past two years, similar scenes have been staged on this remote stage more than once...
"In the past few days, have you ever visited my sister?"

Asking softly, Liu Ying finally forced herself to get out of her emotional slump, turned around leisurely, leaned her back on the stone railing outside the far platform, and gently hugged Zhang Yan around her waist.

Seeing his beautiful wife blushing in shame, Liu Ying couldn't help but dispel the loneliness in her heart.

"Been there."

"Sister said that the queen mother is well in the palace, and I asked my sister to ask His Majesty how she is..."

Replying shyly, Zhang Yan finally couldn't bear the shame, struggled lightly, and broke free from Liu Ying's hands;

But he didn't go far, but came to Liu Ying's side naturally, leaned against the stone railing like Liu Ying, and gently embraced Liu Ying's arm.

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Liu Ying let out another long sigh, the loneliness that had just dissipated, and her eyebrows crept up involuntarily.

With the adaptation period in the past few years, the intricate seniority relationship between Zhang Yan and Liu Ying has finally been perfectly resolved under the wonderful tacit understanding of the couple.

——Marry your husband and follow your husband.

Empress Dowager Lu Pheasant is Liu Ying's mother, so Zhang Yan also called Empress Lu Pheasant;

Princess Lu Yuanchang is Liu Ying's elder sister, so Zhang Yan also calls her sister Liu Le.

Of course, in private, Zhang Yan should still call her grandmother her grandmother and her mother her mother.

But when it comes to formal occasions, there is finally a set of customary addressing methods: grandma is called mother-in-law (mother queen), and mother is called sister-in-law (sister).

As for the identity problem that I never cared about in my previous life, Liu Ying has already overcome it in this life.

The reason is also very simple: Liu Ying and Zhang Yan are not related by blood;
Since there is no blood relationship, Liu Ying doesn't care so much about the complicated relationship of seniority.

——Liu Ying still clearly remembers to this day: In later generations, Liu Ying also had many embarrassing clan relationships that she had to accept and face.

For example, at the age of seven, a certain grandnephew of Liu Ying died at the age of seventy-four;

At the age of 11, a uncle of Liu Ying came to the world, and the boy's urine even made Liu Ying's face smeared;
Even at the age of 24, Liu Ying finally fell in love and got to the point where she was talking about marriage, only to find that her girlfriend was also on her family tree!

According to her seniority, Liu Ying still has to call her girlfriend Grandma...
Compared with those "dark" years, now she just married her niece, and she is still determined to be the queen without the slightest blood relationship. For Liu Ying, she doesn't have the slightest thought burden.

But due to Zhang Yan's age, Liu Ying always just sniffs the fragrance of flowers from a distance, and has never thought of "playing obscenely" until now.

Fortunately, Liu Ying's kindness moved the little queen very much. Instead of complaining about it, she became closer to Liu Ying.

In the past few years, whenever Liu Ying felt lonely, she would come to this remote platform, look down at the Weiyang Palace, and then look at the Chang'an City outside the palace, and finally don't forget to take a look from afar Changle Palace.

And every time Liu Ying boarded the distant platform, without exception, she would wait for the figure of Queen Zhang Yan, and one after another cloak to avoid the cold.

——It is clear that there has never been a husband and wife, but this young couple has already lived like an old couple.

Sensing Zhang Yan's concern, Liu Ying was not too pretentious, forced a smile, and gently pulled up Zhang Yan's white and flawless catkin, caressing and playing with it in the palm of her hand;

On the side of the weakly crowned emperor, the 13-year-old queen Zhang Yan was shy and coquettish.

Time is like a pool of stagnant water, as if it has completely stopped flowing at this moment, and for this ordinary and warm moment, I dedicate everything I have;
It wasn't until the corners of Queen Zhang Yan's eyebrows furrowed quietly that Liu Ying finally lowered her head reluctantly, let go of that admirable catkin, and with a gentle smile pushed the broken hair behind her ear for her lovely wife.

"But in the palace, what's wrong?"

The gentle voice sounded on the far platform, but it caused the little queen to pout a little worriedly, and then she fell to her side helplessly, and slammed her head into Liu Ying's chest.

"Recently, Gong'er, I seem to be a little unhappy..."

Hearing this, Liu Ying opened her arms very calmly, pulled the cloak over her shoulders, and wrapped Zhang Yan gently in her arms, revealing only her little head that was still exuding a little worry.

"Children, it's not a strange thing to be happy every day and sad every day."

The soothing words in a gentle voice caused Zhang Yan to shake her head in distress, then raised her head full of hesitation, and looked at her husband who was lowering his head and squeezed out his double chin.

"In the palace, there seems to be some rumors..."

"It seems like someone, what did Yu Gonger say..."

Hearing this, Liu Ying wanted to say something subconsciously, but suddenly remembered the past, even the hand that comforted Zhang Yan's back couldn't help but stay in mid-air!
As if feeling Liu Ying's reaction, Zhang Yan didn't raise her head, but greedily squeezed her small head into Liu Ying's arms again.

But from an angle that Zhang Yan couldn't see, the emperor Liu Ying's gaze was already icy like the Empress Dowager Lu's Pheasant...
"No problem..."

"No problem..."

"Zitong doesn't have to worry about such trivial matters..."

"I am here..."

"I am..."

Following the emperor's low tone, Zhang Yan finally poked her head forward again, completely burying herself in Liu Ying's arms.

But not far away, the eunuch Ling Chuntuo's complexion changed drastically, and under Liu Ying's icy gaze, he turned around in horror and trotted down the long steps outside the Xuanshi Hall.

Time passed little by little.

Along the way, there was a figure, whose hands were twisted backward by one forbidden soldier after another, and escorted to Liu Ying's body, but only ten steps away;
Among these people were concubine concubines' maidservants, female officials in the palace, eunuchs and eunuchs, and palace officials.

The only thing that was the same was that these people, without exception, had their mouths gagged with tight pieces of cloth, their cheeks were bulging, and they were always exerting all their strength, but they could only make a slight 'huh' sound.

I don't know how long it took, but the surroundings of the distant platform were almost filled with the figures of these people;

The flustered figure of the eunuch Ling Chuntuo also appeared under the long steps outside the Xuanshi Hall again.

Patiently waiting for Chuntuo to walk up the long steps, she was clearly out of breath, but forced herself to hold back her heavy breathing and stepped forward, Liu Ying only stared deeply into the depths of Chuntuo's eyes.

just one glance
Just looking at each other for three breaths, Chuntuo seemed to have been sucked out of all his strength by some mysterious force!

Just when Chuntuo couldn't support his body and was thinking about whether to let himself roll down the long street, Liu Ying indifferently withdrew her eyes, gently hugged Queen Zhang Yan, and turned to the direction outside the far platform.

As the sun sets, the bright red glow hangs in the sky, making the pair of lovers on the far stage look extremely loving and sweet;
But less than ten steps behind the two of them, there are also bright red streaks one after another, announcing one life after another, buried in this big inner ban...
After a long time, the pungent smell of blood wafted over, making Liu Ying raise her hand subconsciously, and hugged Zhang Yan tighter in her arms;

But after the bloody smell became more and more pungent, Liu Ying finally didn't turn her head back, just hugged Zhang Yan, and walked down the long steps silently.

From this day on, Liu Ying has never been to this distant place again.

Liu Ying never even visited Qingliangdian.

After calmly sending Zhang Yan back to Jiaofang Hall, the figure of Emperor Liu Ying appeared outside Changle Palace.

Two years.

After two full years, Liu Ying finally appeared outside Changle Palace again.

But today, Liu Ying did not come alone.

——Liu Gong, the eldest son of the emperor, was also brought by the angry emperor...

(End of this chapter)