Cutting 1719

Chapter 521
Liu Tongxun shook his head, looking at Sun Jiagan, there was no sympathy in his eyes, but more admiration.

The dark-skinned man in front of him is not a Confucian scholar who can only read dead books, he is even more courageous than many people-when Yongzheng succeeded to the throne, he wrote a letter to the new emperor, admonishing three things: flesh and blood, Stopping donations and promoting reconciliation, the latter two things are nothing more than that, but the first thing directly slapped Yongzheng in the face.

Even Ning Yu was a little interested in it when he heard about it. After all, there are not many people who act on Yongzheng's face.

And the strangest thing about this incident is that no one wanted to kill him, even the furious Emperor Yongzheng chose to swallow his anger, but instead praised Sun Jiagan for his courage, and even promoted him to be the Secretary of the Imperial Academy, which is considered tolerant It's big.

After such a death, Sun Jiagan also died down for several years, but his reputation grew, and he faintly became the No. 1 official in Shanxi at that time.

"Mr. Xi, the officials have never intended to force Mr. Xi. Even if they come to Guihua City, they just hope Mr. Xi can think more about the city, think about the present, and think about the future."

Liu Tongxun sighed slightly, "If Mr. Xi insists on leaving, there will be no one to stop him. It's just that Mr. Xi thinks he has seen the whole picture of Guihua City right now, which is too regrettable."

"Oh?" Sun Jiagan laughed out of anger, he understood what the other party meant, raised his brows immediately, and snorted coldly, "Then why don't you show me, what else is there to see?"

Liu Tongxun smiled slightly, but he dragged Sun Jiagan into the bustling Guihua City. The two of them walked quickly to the busiest street, passed through the endless crowd, and came to a rice shop.

"Mr. Xi has been an official for many years, and he must know how to govern the people better than my younger brother. Now that I have arrived in Guihua City, why don't Xigong take a look at the lives of the people in Guihua City?"

Sun Jiagan looked at Liu Tongxun with a little surprise, "Food is the first of the Hong Fan Eight Politics", everyone understands this truth, but how confident is he that such a major event can be done well in a place like Guihua City?
In fact, when the Qing court was in power, Shanxi's status was very important, but the price of grain in Shanxi was not cheap, because the arable land in Shanxi was really limited, and it was actually a bit difficult to supply the whole province, especially those like Guizhou. In places like Huacheng, there is no grain production outside the mouth, and the price of grain remains high.

Especially before the Fuhan army marched into Shanxi, the price of grain in Guihua City was pushed up several times by profiteers, and the lives of the people were even worse. Many people even started to "go to the west entrance" just to get a meal. , it can be seen that the life of the people in Guihua City is really not easy.

Liu Tongxun kept a smile on his face all the time, he waved his hand and said: "Xigong, no matter how much I say, why don't you go and see it yourself!"

Sun Jiagan didn't hesitate any more, and walked into the rice store without hesitation. He didn't care what other people told him, he only believed what he saw and heard with his own eyes.

"Hey, this old man, are you here to make an appointment for food?"

The owner of the rice shop looked at Sun Jiagan who was stepping in, and shouted out the usual routine, then began to hold the scale, walked to the front of the rice bag, and was about to start weighing the rice.

Sun Jiagan looked at the piles of rice grains in the store, his face was a little surprised, but he didn't answer the owner of the rice store, but pointed to the rice bag and said, "Shopkeeper, how much is this rice per bucket?"

The owner of the rice store heard Sun Jiagan's words, but smiled and said, "Old man, rice is not expensive now, and it only costs twelve large copper coins to buy a bucket of rice!"

"What? How could it be so cheap?" Sun Jiagan was dumbfounded when he heard it. Of course he knew that the new coins issued by Ning Chu, the so-called twelve large copper plates are worth about 120 Wen, and ten buckets are equal to one stone, which means that one stone Rice only costs one or two taels of silver!
During the Kangxi period, a stone of grain in Huguangjiangnan and other places cost one or two taels of silver. In Shanxi, it was almost ten or five taels of silver, while in places like Guihua City, it was basically one or two or even two taels. As above, before the Fuhan army entered Shanxi, the price of grain in Guihua City soared to five taels of silver per stone!
But when Guihua City was in Ning Chu's hands, the price of grain was stabilized to one or two yuan. How big a gap is there?How many more people are supported behind the scenes?

Sun Jiagan was sincerely suspicious. He looked at the owner of the rice store, "Is the store just joking? Why is there such a cheap grain price in Guiyuan City?"

The owner of the rice shop suddenly looked like a fool, and smiled: "The old man must not be a local, right?" For those hoarding profiteers, the price of food will naturally go down."

Sun Jiagan was slightly taken aback, a violent conflict suddenly occurred in his mind, on the one hand, what he had seen with his own eyes, and on the other hand, what he had known about the world for decades - when the two conflicted, he On the contrary, I couldn't believe what I saw with my own eyes.

In confusion, Sun Jiagan walked slowly towards the door, and when he just walked out the door, he raised his eyes and saw Liu Tongxun looking at him with a smile on his face.

"I do not believe."

"I know."

"I'll keep watching."

"up to you."

The setting sun is like blood, but it adds a bit of desolation to Guiyuan City. If an ordinary poet came here, he would probably search his guts and scratch his stomach, and would have to write a famous poem.

However, for Sun Jiagan and Liu Tongxun at this time, they did not have the slightest mood to recite poems, especially for Sun Jiagan, what he just saw in Guiyuan City almost made him think that he had arrived in Jiangnan. land.

Countless delicacies, endless beautiful clothes, and those countless caravans of business travelers, all looked like a scene of prosperity and prosperity, but it didn't look like they had just experienced a war at all.

What surprised Sun Jiagan even more was not only the abundance of food, but also the amazing prices. You can buy a stone of rice for only one or two dollars, which is simply unbelievable.

"Xi Gong, before I became an official, I was the county magistrate in a small county in Huguang. You may not have heard of the name. Before I took office, the people there felt that it was a luxury to eat a full meal, but now, although they are still I can’t be very rich, but it’s no longer a problem to eat enough.”

Liu Tongxun poured a bowl of wine for Sun Jiagan, and then filled it up for himself. He didn't show much complacency on his face, but a bit of admiration. Because this is the imperial court, and this is the result of His Majesty's presence."

Sun Jiagan looked at Liu Tongxun quietly. He knew what the young man was going to say next, but he didn't resist at all, but wanted to listen carefully.

Liu Tongxun drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and said: "Since His Majesty has not ascended the throne, he has begun to care about the lives of ordinary people. He even gave us lessons in person, telling us how to develop the living standards of a place. Those things are not simple. I only rely on books, but His Majesty knows how to do it bit by bit, let us keep the lives of the people in our hearts."

"Now that we have developed to the present, our lives are indeed getting better, but His Majesty has seen the future again, especially what the North is fighting with the Russians for, that is the living space, and that is the foundation of our people's future development! "

Liu Tongxun looked at Sun Jiagan aggressively, "If you want to fight for the north, Mongolia must become an inseparable part of the Great Chu——and Xi Gong, you are an excellent candidate who can make contributions to this end."

In this era, those who really deal with the Mongols the most are those Shanxi merchants, and as the leader of the Shanxi gentry, Sun Jiagan can undoubtedly play a great role.

Sun Jiagan was silent. He drank the bowl of wine on the table, but because he was too hasty, some of the wine leaked on his beard, but his whole person seemed a little more excited.

"Originally, the old man was just a useless person. If it is beneficial to the country's affairs, why should I cherish this body?"

(End of this chapter)