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Chapter 305 0302 [Supporting rebels to become puppet emperors? 】

Go to Beijing and Huining Mansion.

It’s still a bit cold in the land of Jurchens in April.

But for the Jin people who are accustomed to ice, snow and extreme cold, it is warm enough.

In the palace, Wanyan Wu Qimai, who had just succeeded to the throne, was discussing matters with a group of nobles.

The Jin people implemented a tribal alliance system in the early years. After Yan Aguda proclaimed himself emperor, they abolished the tribal alliance system and established Zhuban, Guolun Hulu, Amai, and Zan Sibojilie to jointly control the state affairs, which was equivalent to the cabinet council. .

Wanyan Wu Qimai slowly said: "The Emperor of Liao cannot escape for long. News comes back from Oriyan (Wanyan Lou's room). It will take less than a few months to capture the Emperor of Liao alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud and excited voice rang out: "Seize the Emperor of Liao and you can go south to attack Song!"

The person who spoke was Wanyan Mu.

This person has a violent nature and is a typical militant.

When they heard that they were going south to attack the Song Dynasty, everyone in the hall had different expressions.

The Jin people are not monolithic. They are now divided into two factions. One is the main war faction headed by Wanyan Zongbi, and most of them are from the younger generation.

The other faction is the Zhuhe faction headed by Wan Yanchang, and most of them are elderly.

The thinking of Wan Yanchang's group is very simple. They suffered too much when they were young, and now that they have conquered the Liao Kingdom, they should finally enjoy it.

The Liao Kingdom was so big that it was enough for the Jin people to recuperate and recuperate, so why bother messing around with it anymore?

If you lose, you will have to go back to live a miserable life.

Although the Zhao Song Dynasty in the south was weak, the emaciated camels were bigger than the horses. Moreover, the Zhao Song Emperor was also sensible and paid tribute of money and grain every year, which was quite good.

Wanyan Wu Qimai looked neither happy nor sad. He turned to look at Wanyan Xieye and asked, "What do you mean by knowing Banbo Jilie?"

In fact, he didn't really want to fight the Song Dynasty, and wanted to focus more on internal affairs.

The Kingdom of Jin was not as strong and stable as it seemed. In fact, it was in turmoil, and rebellions occurred frequently in various places.

Even in their ancestral land, there are frequent tribal rebellions.

In addition, there was another reason, and the most important reason, that he did not want to pass the throne to Wanyan Xieye.

He even hoped that the throne of Jin Kingdom could continue in his lineage.

The Jin people have always adhered to the custom of brotherly succession. For example, after Wanyan Aguda died of illness, he did not pass the throne to his son, but to his younger brother.

In the same way, if he dies, the throne should be passed to Wanyan Xieye.

Everyone is selfish.

After experiencing the taste of supreme power, Wanyan Wu Qimai's inner thoughts changed.

But he didn't dare to do it too blatantly, otherwise, how should Wanyan Zongbi and other Aguda's sons view him?

What would the leaders of various tribes think of him?

Maybe, the Kim National Assembly will fall apart in an instant.

Therefore, he needed time to pave the way for his son and at the same time endure the death of his younger brother Wanyan Xieye.

After all, Wanyan Xieye had poor health and suffered serious injuries in his early years.

However, Wanyan Xieye didn't know what he was thinking at all. After coughing twice, he slowly said: "Song State is rich, so we can go south to attack Song State. Even if we can't defeat it, we can plunder it, and take the opportunity to let Song State The emperor will give you some coins."

At this time, Guolunbo Jilie Wanyan Zongqian on the side made a suggestion: "The Song Dynasty can't even pacify the rebels in the country, which shows that it is weak. Your Majesty can send envoys to Shandong to negotiate with the rebels, and send troops to attack Song Dynasty together. Once the Song Dynasty is defeated, The Song Kingdom will continue to support the traitor as a puppet emperor, manage the south for our Jin Kingdom, and send money and food."

To support the puppet emperor, Wanyan Zongqian was not the only one who thought so, but the entire Jin Kingdom thought so.

First, they are accustomed to the climate of white mountains and black waters and are not adapted to the south.

Secondly, Song Huizong sent money and food again and again, making the Jin people comfortable.

Instead of managing it yourself, it is better to support a puppet emperor and manage it on their behalf. Just send money and food every year, which is equivalent to a long-term meal ticket.

"can."

Wan Yanxie also nodded in agreement.

Seeing that both Bo Jilie decided to attack the Song Dynasty, Wanyan Wu Qimai had no choice but to agree and ordered: "The son of Orliyan (Wanyan Loushi) is still in Xijing, so let him go to Shandong."

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early morning.

In the main hall of Shaoyang Palace, Han Zhen was reading Zhao Song's residence newspaper.

"The county magistrate."

Craftsman Yuan walked into the hall excitedly.

Han Zhen put down the newspaper and chuckled, "Why are you so happy?"

Craftsman Yuan replied: "Weichen made the sixth edition of the sample coins."

Seeing his confident look, Han Zhen became interested and ordered: "Take it and take a look."

Hearing this, Craftsman Yuan once again presented a wooden box.

Opening the wooden box, Han Zhen picked up the banknotes and looked at them carefully.

The style of the banknote is exactly the same as the previous version of the sample currency, but there are some subtle differences. First of all, the material of the banknote is much rougher than that of Chengxintang paper, and copper coin-shaped watermarks can be faintly seen on the surface.

Secondly, the tangled flower pattern on the back is still there, but the raised relief feel is gone.

Han Zhen asked: "How much does it cost?"

"Less than two hundred coins!"

Craftsman Yuan replied.

"Not bad!"

Han Zhen nodded with satisfaction and asked, "What about anti-counterfeiting?"

Craftsman Yuan gave up and said, "The county magistrate can experience it for himself."

Han Zhen smiled and looked at the banknotes in his hand.

Suddenly, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

When I turned the banknote over, the picture of Mount Tai on the front changed from black to dark green.

He changed the angle of the banknote again, and the color turned black again.

Color changing ink?

Han Zhen was shocked.

After repeated tests several times, he found that the ink on this sample coin was less shiny and not so obvious compared to the discolored ink on later coins.Moreover, the color only switches between black and dark green, which is far less colorful than the color-changing inks of later generations.

But even so, at this time, it is already very shocking.

Used to prevent counterfeiting of banknotes, it is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

Han Zhen hurriedly asked: "Where does the ink come from?"

Craftsman Yuan replied: "The ink comes from a craftsman from Xiqing Mansion. He accidentally discovered it due to a mistake when mixing ink a few years ago. He has always regarded it as a treasure. After learning that Wei Chen was seeking for anti-counterfeiting, Only then did I decide to donate it.”

Han Zhen asked with a half-smile, "Want to be an official?"

"Yes!"

Craftsman Yuan laughed sarcastically.

Han Zhen pondered: "Is there still a real shortage in the Engineering Academy?"

Craftsman Yuan shook his head: "No more."

"Does this person have any heirs?" Han Zhen asked suddenly.

Craftsman Yuan blurted out: "I have a son, a third-generation son. He is 15 years old this year."

"The Academy of Engineering gave him another position, and his son entered the Academy of Education as a supplementary official. In addition, he was rewarded with tens of thousands of dollars, a pair of jade biscuits, and twenty pieces of silk."

This reward is not without its richness.

But in Han Zhen's opinion, a secret recipe for color-changing ink is totally worth it.

Moreover, it can also have the effect of buying horse bones for a thousand dollars.

"I understand."

Craftsman Yuan responded with his hands raised.

His son Yin is filling in for the Education Academy, and he will be promoted to a full official in a few years.

The sons of the third generation of single generations all became officials, which silenced the craftsman.

Han Zhen ordered: "Just use this sample coin to engrave. As for how many to print, go to the Commerce Academy and Su Zhaode will tell you."

In order to wait for the banknotes to arrive, the bank has not opened, which has been delayed a lot of time.

During this time, Gu Cong kept urging him.

"My minister retire."

Craftsman Yuan said and left in a hurry.

After settling a matter on his mind, Han Zhen was about to pick up the newspaper and continue reading when he heard footsteps.

I saw Xu Cun wearing a big green official robe and holding a memorial in his hand, striding into the main hall.

"County magistrate, the minister is here to ask for money."

Xu Cun was straightforward and asked for money without any nonsense.

Han Zhen suddenly became happy and said with a smile: "Since you want money, why doesn't Dean Xu look for a cabinet?"

Xu Cun replied: "Zhao Pushe doesn't approve."

"What are you going to do?"

Han Zhen had a vague premonition.

It stands to reason that Zhao Ting and Shi Wenhui would naturally approve a normal request for money and allocate money through the Ministry of Household Affairs.

When the amount is too large or he is indecisive, Han Zhen will be asked for his opinion.

Firstly, Han Zhen was not approached, and secondly, there was no approval, which explained the reason why the other party wanted money, which made Zhao Ting and Shi Wenhui feel very outrageous.

"Wei Chen wants to build an imperial college."

Too learned?

Han Zhen asked strangely: "This is a good thing, how much does it cost?"

Xu Cun replied: "Weichen Xun Engineering Academy has calculated it, and it is about 320 million yuan."

"How many?"

Han Zhen thought he heard wrongly.

"320 sticks."

Xu Cun repeated it again, then took a few steps forward, took out an engineering drawing from his sleeve pocket, and spread it flat on the hall table: "County magistrate, please look at this, this is the engineering drawing drawn by Wei Chen at the invitation of his colleagues from the Academy of Engineering, and Construction budget.”

Han Zhen glanced at it and couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth.

This damn thing is not an imperial college, it is simply a palace!

No wonder Zhao Ting and Shi Wenhui were killed without even thinking.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Han Zhen asked, "What did you just say?"

"Uh……"

Xu Cun was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "This is a request from the Academy of Engineering..."

Han Zhen interrupted: "Not this sentence, the previous sentence."

"Wei Chen wants to build an Imperial College!"

"No approval!"

"..."

After a long while, Xu Cun came back to his senses and saw him explaining: "County Magistrate, Taixue is a place where talents are selected and cultivated. It is indispensable. If Taixue is strong, the country will be strong. We know that too much waste is wasted, but once it is completed, From now on, we will continue to provide capable ministers and officials for the county magistrate."

Han Zhen said helplessly: "Dean Xu, I know your original intention is good, and I also know the importance of Imperial College, but you have to eat one bite at a time. Such a huge Imperial College, I am afraid that the Imperial College in Bianjing of Zhao Song Dynasty They are all far inferior. If this Imperial College is built, it is estimated that there will be no less than [-] students. Do you know how many teachers will be needed to teach [-] people at the same time? How much will it cost each year to provide food and accommodation for these students? "

"The people in Shandong are poor and have gone through several wars. Now they are practicing light corvee and low taxes to recuperate and recuperate. The taxes are not much and they cannot support such a large university. Besides, more than [-] students graduate every year? How can there be so many official positions in Shandong? "

Xu Cun thought for a while and said with a wry smile: "This... is Wei Chen's lack of consideration."

After all, Xu Cun had just taken office, and Han Zhen couldn't dampen his enthusiasm, so he ordered: "Let's slow down the matter of the Imperial College for a while. Nowadays, the state schools are stagnant, and the county schools and village schools have almost become decorations. Xu Yuan The president can first rectify the county schools and build school buildings in various places."

Hearing this, Xu Cunshen nodded in agreement: "The county magistrate is wise."

After all, Xu Cun was finally sent away.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to take the engineering drawings with him. It seemed that he had not given up.

Watching Xu Cun's leaving figure, Han Zhen shook his head and laughed.

320 million yuan, are you kidding me? Do you really think his money came from the strong wind?

(End of this chapter)