Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 676
Zhang Wansui stared at Fan Zheng with his eyes widened.

If Fan Zheng can't give him an explanation, even if he relies on his old age and betrays his old age, he will still splash blood on Fan Zheng's face!

"The reason actually lies in the Mutual Market Supervision Department." Fan Zheng still admired Bi Mawen of the Tang Dynasty, so his words were relatively mild.

If it were anyone else, he would have been scolded all over if he behaved evilly in front of Fan Zheng.

"The high-quality horses obtained from the mutual market supervision transaction will be sent to the capital." Fan Zheng said lightly.

Zhang Wansui immediately stopped and his head drooped as if he had been defeated.

Emperor Yonghui asked curiously: "What's wrong with this one? Fan Qing, you can't betray me!"

Fan Zheng sighed: "All the good horses serve the provincial AMTA Bureau in the palace, but what about the pastoral supervisors of Taipu Temple? Without good horses to improve their quality, they can only degrade into local plow horses and pack horses step by step."

"Excuse me for being disrespectful. Your Majesty naturally needs good horses to ride on and give rewards to, but it will not be idle for twelve years. Many of the good horses are idle."

"Even if some of them are cut off and used as breeding stock with the herdsmen, the quality of the horses can be greatly improved."

To put it bluntly, the allocation of resources is extremely irrational. Where good horses are needed for breeding, there are no good horses. However, the decorative AMTD Bureau has occupied many good horses.

There is no precise estimate of how many horses AMTD has, but there are 5000 owners who keep twelve horses. It is impossible for one person to keep one horse, right?
Even though AMTD has some rough horses, the proportion is extremely low.

Fan Zheng could understand the purpose of gathering good horses to prepare for war, but he should be a little more biased towards Taipu Temple, right?
After taking away all the horses, do you expect Taipu Temple to use a few qualified stallions to improve the quality of tens of thousands of horses in Longyou?
Don't say that Zhang Wansui is not the real Bi Mawen. Even if he is, there is nothing he can do!
If a reasonable distribution ratio cannot be determined, Datang will have fewer and fewer good horses.

this is the truth.

"Therefore, the main reason why I proposed to open the Zhangye Mutual Market is to trade good horses to serve as the pastoral supervisors of Taipu Temple."

This is Fan Zheng's true purpose.

If Su Hegui doesn't come, other Tuyuhun people and Turks will come, and sooner or later a deal can be concluded.

Emperor Yonghui glanced at Changsun Wuji.

Alas, the authority has not been fully grasped. Although my heart is moved, I cannot act...

Changsun Wuji crossed his arms and thought for a long time: "If we trade with each other, we can pay for the silk and silk, but food is difficult."

The Tang Dynasty had a vast land and abundant resources, but there were many natural and man-made disasters, and the consumption of food was huge.

More importantly, all the grain accumulated in Hanjiacang, Luoyang, could not be transferred to Chang'an, let alone Longyou.

The segmented transportation method proposed by Fan Zheng back then was useful, but it could only partially solve the problem.

Don’t even think about using the food from the Taicang Department of Sinong Temple!

This has become a dead end!

If we are really anxious, it is not impossible to haul up the excess rotten rice from Jiaozhou, Aizhou, Huanzhou, Wu'an Prefecture, Changzhou, and Tangzhou to Dengzhou by sea route.

There is really no shortage of food in this world, but the people who need food don’t have it. There is so much food that it becomes moldy, smelly, and sour, but it cannot be sold.

There have never been any four seasons throughout the year in Jiaozhou. They are only divided into dry season and rainy season. Rice is harvested three times a year, and there is too much food to eat.

How high and moist are the water and soil in Jiaozhou?
To exaggerate, if you break off a mango branch and throw it on the ground, a little rain will ensure that all the branches can survive.

Of course, high grain output is not without its drawbacks. The problem with local rice varieties is that they are really unpalatable, but it can be rescued in an emergency.

The main question is, who will allocate the food and transport it over long distances, and will it be profitable?
Emperor Yonghui was reluctant: "Can't Fan Qing think of a solution that has both ends?"

It’s not like there are no policies, it’s just that some people’s interests will be damaged.

"I think we can summon the merchants from all over the state and ask them to collect and transport it to Zhangye. The imperial court will buy it at the market price and provide a certain amount of subsidies for the charms."

Is it a loss?
There must be a little bit of it, but if you don't want to let go of the baby, you can't catch the wolf, and if you don't let go of the mother-in-law, you can't catch the wolf.Merchants in other places may not be able to meet this condition, but how smart the merchants in Jiaozhou are!
It is not without reason that later generations of Jiaozhou called themselves "Southeast Asian Jews".

With their habit of asking for favors from many sources, Fan Zheng was sure that if they were asked to transport rice, they would definitely take the opportunity to bring valuables such as pearls and animal skins to evade commercial taxes.

Well, this is the customary style in Jiaozhou.

Of course, Fan Zheng has nothing to do with the specific arrangements. Fan Zheng is only responsible for raising his voice.

Emperor Yonghui was very happy: "Has Fan Qing heard about Zhen Bang?"

Fan Zheng folded his hands honestly: "I would like to express my gratitude to Your Majesty for your kindness."

Let's just say that in terms of seniority, Zhen Bang's span is not that big, it's almost a stretch.

If there is someone appointed by the emperor behind his back, then it is much more normal.

No matter how long Sun Wuji controls the political affairs hall, the appointment of officials below the sixth rank will still give the emperor face - he doesn't want to be Sima Yi.

Well, I'll reciprocate the favor and tell all Dunhua residents when I go back to try not to say certain things.

Although it doesn't hurt to mention it, it can hurt people's self-esteem.
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Aunt Fan's lotus leaf chicken is closed today, Zhen's house is filled with joy, and the iconic "hahaha" can be heard all the time.

Aunt Fan cooked the food herself, and food and snacks were brought out in an endless stream, making Fan Mingqian swallow his saliva.

Fan Baili smiled and said: "Sven! As an uncle, you have to take care of your nephew!"

The nephew in question was naturally Zhen Shangmei, the son of Zhen Xing who was pestering Fan Mingqian.

When Zhen Xing proudly showed off this name in front of Fan Zheng, Fan Zheng had nothing to say about his 30-year-old wine.

Wu Sang's body shape has not been affected much by this, and he should be thinner.

Next to him, Fan Sheng led his wife and children to taste Fan's craftsmanship.

"My sister's cooking skills have been good since she was a child."

Fan Sheng happily introduced the baby while looking at it.

Mother-in-law, ah, no, it’s the county’s wife, Mrs. Yan, who finally no longer holds any prejudice against Fan Shengwufu’s identity.

On the contrary, Fan Sheng's mother-in-law passed away more than a year ago and can no longer see the grand occasion today.

With the three blessings coming, it's no wonder that Aunt Fan was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.

A happy moment: Fan Sheng, who had been in the position of Zhonglang General for many years, finally officially became the Flying Cavalry General with the help of Fan Zheng;
Second Happiness: The Yushitai records things from the ninth rank down, and crosses several steps to become the main recorder from the seventh rank;

Three Happiness: The inconspicuous Hu Bu, who was in charge of Zhen Bang from the ninth rank, took a big leap and became a member of the Jin Department, Wai Lang, who was from the sixth rank.

Zhen Bang's mouth was so pouted that it could hang on a bottle of oil: "Why should I not be in tune?"

Aunt Fan looked sideways at Zhen Bang and snorted: "The young man is three years old, where is your mother-in-law?"

Zhen Bang immediately lowered his head in aggrieved manner and stopped talking.

It's not that he likes the idea of ​​hugging each other, it's just that he wants to live freely for two years.

But in this world, how can one be completely free?
There is always a worry that can stab you in the heart.

Fan Zheng hinted at the reason for the promotion of the Zhen brothers, and Zhen Xing immediately understood it and promised to spread it to every villager as soon as possible.

　I may not be able to catch up with the third update today, so don’t wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)