I'm really not King Jing of Zhongshan

Chapter 289 Your Majesty is the most aggrieved person...

"Not in time?"

"The prince's words, what exactly is it..."

In just a few days, Prince Liu Shengzhen's attitude towards the Huns quickly spread in all directions with Chang'an as the center.

It's not that the whole city of Chang'an is paying attention to the uterus and Liu Sheng's every move;

But because this time, the Huns invaded Hanbian again. Compared with the past few years, it is really "unusual"...

"In recent years, although the Huns have been knocking on the side every year, since the first emperor succeeded to the throne, they have rarely gone south in large numbers;"

"Although there are scattered Xiongnu cavalry in the border areas every year after autumn, most of them are as few as ten or as many as dozens of people. It is rare to hear that there are groups of more than a hundred Hun cavalry."

"I don't know this year, what happened?"

In the tea shop outside the East City, the gossip party instinctively gathered together, and chatted very naturally about the recent events that happened in the northern borderlands.

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The hustle and bustle of conversation was briefly interrupted by the noise outside the tea shop;

"Isn't this the same as saying: He is a Hun, and he is also afraid that our Han family will form a cavalry army, and then send cavalry to fight against the Huns?"

"yes······"

"Let's just say this time, the Xiongnu Beiman marched southward in a big way, but he didn't care about looting at all along the way. He just ran straight to Yanmen, destroyed Yanmen Garden, and took away the horses in the garden."

"You allowed him to be bullied to such an extent by a little Hun?"

"The Huns, do they really eat human flesh and drink human blood?"

Among the crowd, the talkative party began to exert its strength, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"The reason, isn't it just to make more preparations, lest a decisive battle will crush us peasants, and let the late emperor's Qi Tian's grace be wasted..."

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"Such a battle, are you going to meet the envoys of the Huns?"

As usual, the price was negotiated with the farmers in advance, and the horses and chariots sent to transport the grain on the day of the autumn harvest paid the money and delivered the goods;
There are nearly a million farmers in Guanzhong, and there are more than [-] stones of grain. Shaofu Zhisu Duwei obviously didn't eat one-third of it, but the price of the grain was stable by the word "Zhisu Duwei". The top price is more than [-] yuan.

"That's what I said, but if you really want to calculate it carefully, what the prince said is actually not unreasonable."

"After all, it is His Majesty who bears the burden of humiliation;"

Amidst the noise, a big man pretended to make a free and easy interpretation, which immediately attracted everyone present to nod their heads.

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"I don't know this time, what is the excuse of the Huns?"

For the northern half of Chang'an City, a curfew meant darkness.

"—not quite sure."

"Then, is it Dianke's frame?"

And at this delicate moment of "life is getting better and better", and it is getting better and better visible to the naked eye, the large-scale invasion of the Huns, which has not been seen in more than ten years, or even decades, is undoubtedly centered on Chang'an. The 'Pan Chang'an' area caused a huge sensation...

"The pampered daughter of the clan is going to marry to a bitter cold place beyond the Great Wall..."

At that time, most of the farmers thought that Liu Sheng’s rule of Su Duwei and macro-control of grain prices was purely to prevent grain prices from skyrocketing and to set a ceiling for grain prices so that the people could not afford the high prices after the skyrocketing prices. grain.

"Speaks better than birdsong..."

But this year, Guanzhong had a bumper harvest, and Captain Zhisu still stood up and issued an announcement without hesitation: at the price of [-] yuan per stone, unlimited purchase of grain!

"The cows and sheep lose weight, the mother-in-law doesn't produce milk, and the baby is crying from hunger, so why don't you just focus on our Han family..."

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"Then, this time, Your Majesty, you can only marry a real princess?"

It is no exaggeration to say: Last year, the overall average net income of the people in Guanzhong reached more than 390 shi of grain!
Compared with the third year of Emperor Qi Xinyuan when the Wu Chu Seven Kingdoms Rebellion broke out, the net income per household was more than 100 and less than [-] shi, more than doubled!
Such a bumper harvest would be enough to make people happy if it were in previous years, but considering factors such as 'cheap grain hurts farmers', the benefits this bumper harvest brings to farmers are actually very leisurely.

"I heard that this Hun will marry his own mother as a wife?"

And at this delicate juncture, even Shangguanli, which is brightly lit and buzzing all night on weekdays, rarely fell into a dead silence.

According to the summary of the internal history, the censor and other subordinate yamen: the overall average yield per mu in Guanzhong last year reached a full four stones per bucket!
According to Emperor Taizu Gao's standard of "granting a hundred acres of land to a household", on average, every household in Guanzhong harvested 410 shi of rice last year.

"—tsk tsk;"

"Ah~"

"Ugh······"

But now, with the Shaofu Zhisu Duwei here, everything has returned to the normal track.

At least under the influence of the martial spirit that pervades the entire society, almost no one would talk about matters related to battle formations and foreign races.

"——If we make another marriage, it should be roughly the same."

"—It is said that the princess sent by my Han family a few years ago is actually a fake princess;"

But now, after hearing the phrase 'Isn't it all for us', everyone changed from the ferociousness that everyone wanted to swallow in one gulp, and only sighed one after another.

"——My Han family is a huge country, and I am full of martial arts!"

But this year, things are markedly different.

And on such a day, those who still have time to gather in teahouses and dare to talk about these things, not to mention how monstrous backgrounds they have, at least have some news channels.

After a group of carriages and horses passed by in a mighty way, there was another sigh full of humiliation and helplessness in the teahouse.

"We farmers and peasants, although we also have blood and backbone, but we are used to being aggrieved after all;"

"In the past few years, Emperor Taizong and His Majesty lived frugally and built many horse farms in the north of Dai and Zhao. Isn't it just to raise horses so that they can form a cavalry army?"

Only the palace.

"Damn!!!"

"Ugh!"

"--Hi······"

"This is real?"

"—I live a tight life, and I can't eat a full meal throughout the year;"

"It's just aggrieved!"

To put it simply: the existence of Captain Zhisu has allowed the dividends of a bumper harvest to truly fall into the hands of hardworking farmers, instead of being shared by the grain merchant Mijia and the dignitaries behind the merchants.

At some point, there may even be a certain farmer, because he really can't sell the food in his hand, he just runs around, begging his grandpa to sue his grandma, or even giving gifts to clear up the relationship;
The reason is to sell the grain in his hand at a price that barely counts as the price of cabbage.

——The year before last, there was a large-scale bad harvest in Guanzhong, and Captain Zhisu locked the price of grain at [-] yuan or even less than [-] yuan by selling cheap grain;
This ensures that the vast majority of farmers in Guanzhong can afford enough food for the whole family to survive that year without being half-starved.

"Hi~"

"If it's not right, the Huns wouldn't be so frightened that they would go south in a big way, spending food and money for nothing, but just to destroy a Yanmen Garden..."

"It's true..."

——The grain merchants did not put up the air of "grain bonus" because of this year's bumper harvest;

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"Eh?"

"Hey······"

"—Just those wild beasts, can they call people?"

"Think about it, guys: In the past few years, why did our Han family bear the burden of humiliation and send a princess to marry the Xiongnu and Beiman, and marry all kinds of wealth?"

"Can the Queen Mother not be aggrieved?"

"But Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, they are all majestic, since they came out of the mother's womb, they have never bowed their heads..."

"Those savages, if they don't beat them hard, can they be honest?"

"—Don't say 'Huns' in one mouthful;"

"—Ru Mao drinks blood, leads beasts to eat people, these are the savages I'm talking about."

"If we continue to talk nonsense, we really don't know what to do..."

"Say aggrieved, who wouldn't be aggrieved?"

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"Ugh······"

"—Even the baby in the family is ineffective;"

In other words, at this moment, the people gathered in the tea shop are at least [-]% sure that if a fight really breaks out, the "talking gangsters" who talk loudly will definitely go home and take their longbows and short swords, and go to the inner city. Shi volunteered to sign up, willing to become a grain transporter.

As for the reason, it is naturally that the previous year, the entire area of ​​Guanzhong had a large-scale "harvest failure", and to some extent, a lot of the fertility of the field was preserved.

"If we are aggrieved, others will not be aggrieved?"

"—Aren't the pawns of my Han family unable to catch up with Hu Qi of the Huns?"

"But even so, His Majesty, the Empress Dowager, and even the late Emperor are all forbearing."

This is not true: as soon as someone asked a question, several people immediately jumped up excitedly, showing off their sense of superiority in "knowing more information".

——It is completely different from the talkative parties and key politicians of later generations: In this era, there are very few people who 'stand and talk without back pain'.

Hearing the words, the sensible man stood up with a laugh, and heaved a long sigh as if mourning the past.

"In the final analysis, the ones who marry her are all the daughters of the Liu family, the juniors of His Majesty and the Empress Dowager, and even sisters who are connected by the blood of the Prince;"

As soon as these words came out, the weird atmosphere in the tea shop was finally dispelled by a burst of sparse laughter;
Hearing the words, the burly man didn't insist on his own opinion any more, he just gritted his teeth a bit depressedly, nodded his head unwillingly, and at the same time, he didn't forget to slap his thigh fiercely.

"The Huns are afraid. Doesn't that mean that our Han family is right?"

"—a savage barbarian, a man who knows nothing about etiquette and human relations."

"—If you really want to say it, Your Majesty, you are much more aggrieved than us..."

——In half an hour, it will be curfew.

Last year's Guanzhong indeed ushered in the biggest harvest in the past ten years.

"Can you not be aggrieved???"

With these words, the atmosphere in the tea shop finally returned to normal on the bamboo slips.

"The edict of humiliation and marriage was also sealed by His Majesty himself..."

But where there are talkative parties, there are often rational people as well.

The tax rate of one thirty tax is the agricultural tax of more than thirteen stones and less than fourteen stones;
Adding [-] qian per 'ding', it is equivalent to the mouth tax of nearly one stone of grain.

"Isn't it just that last year, Guanzhong had a great harvest, and the Huns suffered a disaster in the winter of the beginning of the year~"

"Hey!"

"I also heard that our Han people are rich in food and rice, so how can those humans with their left coats and cannibalism still sit still?"

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"Even we feel aggrieved, can His Majesty not be aggrieved?"

To sell food, you need to ask your grandpa to tell your grandma, or even use relationships to give favors. Measuring tools, shipping costs, and even the currency of delivery are all twists and turns, which is naturally the reason why the question should be.

- What a joke!
——Forty yuan and one stone, or unlimited purchases, what kind of bicycle do you want? !
If this was in the past, with such a bumper harvest, the grain merchants in Guanzhong might have their nostrils so high!
Such as 'There is no shortage of food in Guanzhong this year'~
What is it like "whether you sell it or not, if you don't sell it, some people will sell it"~
Even phrases such as "my warehouse is almost full, hurry up if you want to sell, and don't wait until the expiration date" will become the rhetoric of grain merchants when they buy grain from farmers at low prices.

After seeing clearly that the cannonball was a burly man with a height of more than seven feet, a hulking back and a full face, everyone turned their heads away and stopped looking at the cannonball.

"If you want me to say, I have endured it for so many years, I should have fought with the Huns raised by my mother long ago!"

"For the sake of us farmers, Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager endured the humiliation and married daughters again and again."

"Not to mention the prince, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is at the age of full-blooded and hot-blooded youth;"

——After the autumn harvest of the previous year, Liu Sheng, who had not yet been named the crown prince, was ordered to be responsible for the stabilization of grain prices;
Afterwards, Liu Sheng logically launched Su Duwei, and formulated the policy of "the Shaofu governs Su Duwei and conducts macro-control of grain prices in Guanzhong".

"I understand the truth!"

"what?"

"——The Huns were 'unbearable to be humiliated', so they went south to kowtow to ask for an explanation..."

Forty renminbi a stone, although the grain price was slightly lower than last year, and even in previous years, it still made the whole Guanzhong shrouded in a wave of praises of meritorious deeds.

——In the past, although most of the people in the tea shop were silent, almost everyone could see the fierce light flashing from time to time in their eyes!

Only the two palaces of Changle and Weiyang are still lit with bonfires and candlelight when the night is coming.

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Before you know it, the sun sets and the sun sets.

The gossip party in the tea shop also took their own depression and sorrow, bid farewell to their friends, and dispersed in various directions in Beicheng.

But this year, after a bumper harvest, the common people in Guanzhong, who immediately began to worry about "cheap rice hurting farmers", finally understood what kind of government office Zhisu Duwei is;
Macro-control of grain prices is also beneficial to the good governance of poor peasant households.

No one knows what Empress Dowager Dou is doing, saying, and thinking in Changle Palace;
No one knew that in Weiyang Palace Xuanshi Hall, Tian Ziqi summoned those people again, and they were discussing something.

But everyone is clear: this time, the Han family will most likely back down or compromise;

But previously, the prince Liu Sheng, who was placed with high hopes by the whole Chang'an, and even the whole world, who hoped to be "flesh and vigorous", appeared in this night...

Not Weiyang Palace;
Instead, in the Changxin Hall of Changle Palace, I sat on the first imperial couch with my grandmother, Empress Dowager Dou, the pottery owner of my aunt's house, Liu Xing, and her young 'fiancée', Chen Ajiao, the prospective princess...

(End of this chapter)