imperial psychologist

Chapter 299 Retreat

Bo Ling quietly walked to the map - the map was directly poured on the tiles, very inconspicuous.

Even so, she could tell that the people at the Yuzhang bank took great care of it, because it looked spotless, obviously wiped down every day.

——This is what she wants to see most today.

On the map, with Jian'anjiang as the dividing line, the border of Dazhou is divided into north and south sides, the upper half is outlined with a blue line, and the lower half is drawn with a red line.

"Da Zhou encouraged commercial affairs for a period of time at the beginning of the founding of the country. Not only did it exempt merchants' homes from various corvees, but it also favored national policies." Shopkeeper Zhao said softly, "The part of the blue line above is all ours. The business channel opened by Daiyue Bank, the owner of the owner, has been used until now."

A member of Jin Yiwei frowned, "Encourage business...?"

Shopkeeper Zhao smiled, and said after consideration, "It's unimaginable for the official to look at this now. But in those days, years of war destroyed bridges and roads everywhere, and emptied the treasury. The people needed to recuperate and recuperate." In the short term, it is impossible to conscript the people and build roads, and the land has almost quadrupled...so Sheng Yuanye made a shocking decision: Encourage business, especially cross-regional and long-distance business activities."

Sheng Yuan was the reign title of the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Bo Ling had heard a little bit about it from Bai Yi before.

The impact of this decision is extremely far-reaching, because merchant families are often more familiar with how to develop business routes than government officials, and this matter requires a huge amount of financial resources and manpower, and only businessmen are most willing to actively invest , Competing for places - because once the trade route is built, the profits of long-distance trafficking are unimaginable for ordinary people.

It took about 60 years in this way, and the commercial roads in various places have begun to take shape. At this time, the people of Dazhou have cultivated for three generations, and the government gradually began to add corvee. The official posts and bridges were repaired and expanded, and troops were dispatched successively to wipe out hundreds of dens of the mountain bandits.

As he said that, shopkeeper Zhao led everyone to look at the plaque hanging on the top of the wall on this side, with the four characters "Pillar of the Country" written on it, and the inscription was actually Emperor Sheng Yuan himself.

"All the ticket offices in our Dazhou territory, whether it is the Daiyue ticket office or the Yuzhang ticket office, have this plaque on it, which is to remember Sheng Yuanye's earnest expectations for us back then, and he dared not go against it in the slightest. "

Jin Yiwei still frowned, "I don't understand, so what is the relationship between this Daiyue bank and your Yuzhang bank? What kind of owner?"

"That's right, the Daiyue bank has been operating in the north of Anjiang, and our boss's generation is still sticking to the old boundary, so after our boss split up, we took our belongings to the south to make a living, and founded our company. 'Yuzhang Bank'." Shopkeeper Zhao said softly, "But both of them have the same origin."

Looking at the business roads extending in all directions, Bo Ling was surprised.

She thought that Wang Yuzhang should probably be a rich man, but she didn't expect him to be so rich.

Bai Ling frowned slightly, "... Your boss, don't you go out very often on weekdays?"

"That's... I don't know." Shopkeeper Zhao smiled, "But he doesn't come to the shop often, and what he does on weekdays is not easy for us to ask."

Although he didn't get a positive answer, Bo Ling still had an answer in his heart.

If he really went out often, then such an important character like him would not be made things difficult by the city gate servants—how could those guys who are blind to money fail to recognize such a big benefactor and even let him go home to get it? He refused even the money, so he had to be locked up in the corner of the city gate with a group of poor scholars.

no, no...

Bo Ling suddenly felt that things had become intriguing - what was even more unusual in the encounter at the city gate last time was that a person who managed a business like him would run out of the door by himself, with a entourage by his side Neither.

Shopkeeper Zhao was still answering Bo Ling's previous questions. Bo Ling pretended to be listening, but his mind had already flown away.

The map of the intersection of trade routes in front of her was deeply etched into her mind.

The war in the north is about to break out again, going all the way north is an impossible option, and once the war starts again, the entire southeast of the empire will inevitably have to provide blood transfusions to the front line... Even if you escape from Pingjing, where will there be a place to stand up for the small people? .

Suddenly, Bai Ling's eyes brightened slightly.

"You guys still have a semicolon in Qiansang?" Bo Ling asked, pointing to the westernmost side of the map.

"Yes." Shopkeeper Zhao Fuxu sighed, "Our master likes Qian Sang and said that he wants to retire there in the future, so...why did Si Yao suddenly pay attention to this?"

Bai Ling withdrew his gaze and said softly, "Oh, because my father is from Qiansang, Shuzhou Prefecture."

……

When he left the Yuzhang ticket office, Bo Ling's luggage was empty, but the four Jinyi guards who accompanied him were holding heavy objects in their hands.

For the account holders of Tianzihao, the ticket office seems to have always prepared important gifts.Seeing that Bo Ling was thin, they originally wanted the shop assistants to take it to Bo Ling's home, but they were sternly rejected by a few Jin Yiwei—it was a compromise to let Bo Ling out today, how could they let him go three or five more times? A guy with Berlin approaching her place?If it was sent back to the palace, it would be unavoidable to ask questions.

So Bo Ling carefully selected four items from the ticket office's gifts, and the guards in brocade clothes carried them home.She didn't say much along the way, but walked ahead silently holding the stack of duplicate receipts issued by Yuzhang Bank, as if she was lost in thought.

This scene was really strange. Many passers-by cautiously avoided their eyes in front of their faces, but when the Jin Yiwei walked past, they all poked their necks out to see—who would have thought that one day they would see Jin Yiwei hugging him like a servant? What about the gift box following a little girl?This scene is simply like the arrogant and domineering bloodthirsty wolf in the past being put on a dog chain.

The young Jin Yiwei walking behind was a little annoyed, and couldn't help covering his blushing face with the gift box in his hand.

There were whispered inquiries from the crowd, arguing over the identity of the girl who was walking in front, until someone she recognized gave an answer—then the crowd suddenly realized that this was that Bai Siyao.

There were continuous exclamations from the crowd.

After all, this kind of fairy picture is really too rare.

……

In the afternoon of this day, Bai Yi waited for a long time at the west door, but still did not see Bai Shijun coming out - although this was a bad omen, it was also a message that his father was still safe.

He calmly waited until Weishi, and finally decided not to wait any longer at the gate of this palace.

Bai Yi turned around and headed towards the Tai Hospital—he really couldn't wait to try the skills he learned from the masters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs today.

However, before entering the gate of the Tai Hospital, he saw several carriages parked not far from the gate, some of which were very ornately decorated, and Bai Yi immediately recognized that one of them belonged to Zeng Jiuyan.

And at the very edge, there is a carriage with a distinctive style parked, even with saddles, exuding an extremely rich and simple aura from top to bottom.

Bai Yi frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

(End of this chapter)