After the imperial examinations, I grew up by farming

Chapter 20

Qi Chengyong, king of Dongjiang, was guarding Jinling, and Qi Chengyong, king of Dongjiang, was occupying Pengcheng.

Beyond the boundaries of Shandong, all the way south to Jinling were under the rule of the two kings of Dongjiang.

The two compatriots of Dongjiang Wang and his mother have a close relationship. The little Dongjiang King went north from Pengcheng to Teng County, which greatly facilitated Ning Yu and the others to go south to pass the customs.

The horse galloped all the way, entering the boundary of Pengcheng, and there were groups of refugees on all roads and roads.

These refugees mainly came from Shandong and Henan, and their escape route was the same as that of Ning Yu and the others—Jinling.

The King of Dongjiang and Duke Zhao are as famous, one south and one north, both are famous for benevolence and righteousness, now Zhao Guogong is rebelling, Guanzhong is in chaos, the flames of war spread outward from Guanzhong and Wangjing, and quickly spread to the entire northern region.

The well-known King of Dongjiang naturally became a life-saving straw for refugees in nearby areas.

The King of Dongjiang did not disappoint everyone. He built a simple shack outside the capital city of his jurisdiction to accommodate refugees, and served porridge on time every day at noon.

Even Ning Yu and the others rushed to the neighboring state capital to drink a bowl of hot corn porridge for free.

Although you have a lot of money on your body, you can't squander it. The real places to spend money are still in the future, such as going to the city.

The refugees fled to the state capital under the rule of the two Dongjiang kings and survived starvation by relying on relief porridge. If they wanted to enter the city, there was only one way to go—paying a high entrance fee.

When the rich entered the city, the state government had money, and the poor drank the relief porridge, which was nicknamed "robbing the rich and helping the poor".

If there is a surplus, it can also be used to supplement armaments and consolidate city defense.

King Dongjiang has earned not only fame, but also money, and both face and face.

A group of people successfully arrived outside Jinling City, led their horses and joined the team that stretched half a mile into the city. The city tower was towering.

While waiting, two well-dressed rich men with big bellies chatted in front of them.

"The king of Dongjiang is really benevolent. How many people have been saved by giving porridge in the whole territory? It's all a lot of money. After traveling all over the world for many years, there is only one king of Dongjiang."

"It's better to speak with strength. Prince Lu used to be considerate of the people, but his armaments are slack. Apart from exploiting the people, what else can we do? But those of us in Henan, bah, they are really nothing!"

"Speaking of which, who would have thought that the always low-key King of Dongjiang would raise so many soldiers. It seems that he has been planning for many years. It is really uncertain who will end up with the Jinan Mansion."

"Duke Zhao and King Rongchang are not vegetarians either. In my opinion, it's difficult."

"That's right. Mr. Zhao Guo is benevolent and righteous on the surface. He never thought he was a bloodthirsty person. He was slaughtered wherever he went. I really misread him in the past. My Chen family's general property is in Guanzhong. Now it's all over."

"Your Chen family is like this, so why not my Jiang family?"

"I hope I can enter the city smoothly today, and in the future when the King of Dongjiang wins the world, we can also live in peace for a few days."

"Every person who enters Pengcheng is 50 taels of silver. I don't know how much this Jinling City will cost? I have to save the capital to make a comeback and support the whole family."

"Who said it wasn't..."

The two businessmen were chatting, and a few people walked in front of the line. It looked like a family of three generations. One of the businessmen stopped the middle-aged man who was walking in the front with a dejected head. "This brother, did you come from the city gate? Excuse me?" How much money does it cost?"

"Silver is 200 taels, and gold is [-] taels. I don't have that much money!"

The middle-aged man didn't finish his sentence angrily. He just walked a few steps when he was grabbed by Ning Yu again, "Is the bank note ready? It's from Yinfeng."

Yinfenghao was first built in the Li Dynasty before the Dayou Dynasty. After 600 years of development, it is the largest Tongdui bank in the country.

"Ten thousand taels of silver is converted into a hundred taels of silver, do you want to exchange it?" The middle-aged man's attitude became even worse, he broke away from Ning Yu's hand, cursed and walked away.

"My lord..." Zhiyi lifted the burden that had slid down to her shoulder.

When going out, the accountant at home gave the son 10 taels of silver bills, and the master gave another 10 taels of silver bills. Up to now, there are still 13 taels of silver bills, 120 taels of gold leaves, 60 taels of silver ingots, and 840 taels of copper tin. .

60 taels of gold is not worth mentioning to them with deep pockets.

Ning Yu turned around and glanced at Zhiyi, and ordered: "Take out all the bank notes."

In troubled times, bank notes can only be exchanged for money from the bank in the hands of those in charge of the military. To ordinary people, they are just a pile of waste paper.

From Wangjing to Nanli County, half of the journey is by land, and the other half is by water. There are more places to spend money.

Real gold and silver are better than banknotes that are equivalent to waste paper.

The businessman with a big belly who was chatting in the front handed over the money, and thanked him for accepting the pass.

Ning Yu strode forward and boldly slapped a stack of silver notes on the desk, "10 taels of silver notes, five people."

There were muffled gasps all around.

The shrewd-looking tax envoy raised his head to look at the visitor.

In the past half a month, it is not uncommon for some people to be willing to use huge bank notes to enter the city, but it is the first case of throwing 10 taels. For the others, they all spend 2 taels to send one person into the city first. Silver and gold pick up the rest.

The man is either a fool or extremely intelligent.

The tax envoy couldn't help but look at Ning Yu twice.

"There are still 3 taels of silver bills. I want to exchange them into gold and silver. Do I want to exchange them?" Ning Yu accepted the five-dollar pass.

"Do you want to exchange silver or gold? 1 taels of silver can be exchanged for 80 taels of silver and three taels of gold."

bandit!

Ning Yu spat in his heart, without changing his face, he said, "Baiyin."

"240 taels of silver, take it."

A soldier near the tax envoy appraised the silver, and Ning Yu took it with a heavy weight, and handed it to Zhiyi behind him.

"The three bay red horses, can you exchange them for money?" Ning Yu pointed his finger backwards, moving away a bit.

The tax envoy turned his head to look at the three big bay red horses snorting, and the manes of the horses exuded a silky soft luster in the sun. He didn't know horses, but he could feel that they were three good horses.

"The recruiting workshop in the west of the city accepts horses, but only middle-aged and strong horses. You can go there and have a look." The tax collector said.

He is very willing to do good deeds that cost no money or consume energy, especially to show kindness to the rich.

The prince often said that being an official is first and foremost an official voice.

Ning Yu cupped his hands, "Thank you!"

Ning Yu issued the pass order, and a group of people walked towards the city gate corridor, knowingly leaned closer to Ning Yu's ear, and whispered: "Young master, there is not enough money, less than 200 taels."

In addition to having a particularly good eye, Zhiyi also has a great ability to calculate with bare hands, and can even measure the disparity by weight.

Ning Yu said "um", and turned to look at the tax envoy while walking.

Everyone extols that King Dongjiang is well-ruled, dedicated to the people, and does not seek fame and fortune. From this point of view...

There is a good way to rule, huh!

Dedicated to the people, not seeking fame and fortune, ha ha!

If what she expected was right, she would be able to exchange boxes of silver from Yinfeng accounts in various places after stacks of banknotes, not less than a penny.

After all, to fight wars and buy people's hearts, in the final analysis, money is needed.

When Xu Zhuang was young, he worked as a waterway bodyguard in Jinling area for ten years. He had a wide network of contacts. When he entered the city, he spent 50 taels of silver as a gift. He visited two former colleagues who were still in contact. All stranded.

Everyone still decided to try their luck at the pier to see if they could get on a cargo ship.

On the way to the pier, I met a porter who used to be good friends with Xu Zhuang.

The porter surnamed Wang had just come down from the pier and was looking for someone to have a drink when he suddenly met his best friend whom he had not seen for many years. He was overly enthusiastic and forced Xu Zhuang and his party to a nearby wine shop by circumcision.

"I've been away from home for half a year, and I won't be able to go back. My mother-in-law may have done something stupid." Xu Zhuang looked annoyed.

"Brother Xu said that the younger brother and sister are really hot-tempered, tsk tsk." The porter surnamed Wang didn't know what to think, and laughed a few times.

"It's not completely impossible..."

He took a sip of wine and made a gesture. Xu Zhuang lowered his head slightly and put his ears on it.

The porter surnamed Wang said slowly: "The richest man in Jinling, the Xie family."

"Why?" Xu Zhuang's eyes slightly enlarged.

"Where does brother Xu think the corn that keeps being offered outside the city comes from?" The porter surnamed Wang lowered his voice a little more, paused after speaking, and looked at the empty wine bowl.

Zhiyi quickly filled it up for him.

"Huguang. More than half of the collected grain was transported to Yuezhou Prefecture, the concubine's natal family, and the waterway went straight to Jinling City. The only son of Li Rui, the governor of water transport, married the daughter of the Xie family. It was the grandson of the Xie family who went to collect grain for the prince in the Huguang area. Young Master Xie Yun."

"My incompetent youngest son, who was 14 years old, started to travel all over the world with Mr. Xie, and he just came back in the past two days."

"So Xie Yun is back?" Ning Yu asked.

The bodyguard surnamed Wang nodded, and Ning Yu asked again: "When will we leave again?"

"After the old lady's [-]th birthday."

"When is Mrs. Xie's [-]th birthday?"

"today."

The porter surnamed Wang picked up the wine bowl, touched the bowl in front of Xu Zhuang, and drank it down in one gulp.

Coming out of the wine shop, the soldiers were divided into two groups.

Xu Zhuang took Huang Chao to Zhaomafang to sell horses, while Ning Yu and two maids went to buy clothes and congratulatory ceremony.

(End of this chapter)