Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 274 Qianlong: I am over sixty, and I really have no interest in a widow from the grassland.

Forty-nine cities, the roots of the imperial city, have always been rich in folk critics.

The main thing is to feel full and feel free.

The most recent headline issue is naturally the Battle of Huangshiji in Anhui.

In Yutai Tea House,
The Third Master, the official from the Zhenghong Banner of the Lifan Academy, had a mysterious look on his face:
"What kind of person is General Fuyuan? Apart from the late Master Fu, he is the number one god of war for our banner people. In every war in the past 20 years, he has always failed to defeat the whole team."

Everyone nodded frequently to express their approval.

"There's a lot going on in this defeat!"

"Oh?" Everyone stretched their necks.

Even the tea patrons at the surrounding tables couldn't help but come over.

……

It turned out that General Fuyuan deliberately lost the battle to avoid suspicion.

Everyone in the teahouse looked directly at him.

……

Seeing everyone's shocked and curious expressions, the third master felt extremely happy.

"You are all knowledgeable in military affairs. The manufacture of these firecrackers and artillery is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and cannot be grown in the ground. The false king of Wu has suffered a great loss!"

The third master leaned back proudly and crossed his legs.

The third master wiped his shiny forehead and smiled reservedly.

"That man is an errand in the Lifan Academy. But in Sijiu City, who else knows more about the affairs of the foreign vassals than him?"

This sentence distorts logic too much.

"what?"

The third master spoke:

Most of the teahouses are occupied by Banner people.

"The Battle of Huangshiji seemed like a huge defeat, with tens of thousands of soldiers dead, but in fact the imperial court won."

Highlight moment!

The third master smiled, unfolded his folding fan, and Zhuge possessed him:
"A friend at the Ministry of War's yamen secretly told me that the dead were all newly recruited Green Camp soldiers, Han Chinese!"

"Only 3 authentic Manchu bannermen were lost. Our Qing Dynasty had no losses. But the puppet King of Wu lost a city, a strong general, thousands of elites, and countless gunpowder and lead bullets."

After everyone discussed it for a while, he continued to leave, establishing his status as a "banner commentator".

It arrived again today!

Bah, spit out the tea leaves in your mouth.

He manages the vassal court and is in charge of Mongolian affairs.

……

"I heard that the Torgut horse team also arrived in the south?"

The third master picked up the tea bowl and gently blew away a few tea leaves floating on the surface, taking a sip.

General Fuyuan is wise, and the Emperor is wise!

Someone asked:

Everyone was enlightened and suddenly realized.

Some people are puzzled,

Due to hardcore crops, the literacy rate of the bannermen in the capital is very high.

The outfit arrived today!
So he coughed seriously twice and began to show off what he had overheard Shangguan say when he was on duty at the Lifan Academy.

"The emperor held a banquet in the Old Summer Palace to summon the mother and son. He was very kind to them. How could Turgut not help suppress the bandits? So each of the three ministries sent 2000 troops to help suppress the bandits."

Everyone cheered and cheered.

Win, win again!

"General Fuyuan is already a highly respected minister. He has just pacified Bailian and then pacified Jiangnan. How can he be rewarded for his contribution? Doesn't this embarrass the emperor?"

"What about our bannermen?"

"Unfortunately, the great Khan Obasi of Torgut died young. Those who entered Beijing this time are his son, 10-year-old Celing Namzal, and his widow Hatun."

The death of a Green Camp soldier is not considered a loss of troops, but only a loss of money.

He leaned forward and deliberately lowered his voice:
"This is a fraud!"

The man next to him immediately took his place:

The Mongolian tribe's alliance, household affairs, justice, Karen, and teachings were all under the jurisdiction of this yamen. When the Khans and kings of various Mongolian tribes came to Beijing, their meals, accommodation and travel were also arranged by the Lifan Yuan.

He nodded immediately to express his approval of this statement.

If you don't know how to shoot, you won't necessarily be looked down upon, but if you haven't read, you will be ridiculed. Are there still few examples in the book of people who have achieved great success and shocked their masters?
Reasonable, very reasonable!

Asking why they should separate their forces? Are there still divisions within Torgut?
The Third Master avoided this sensitive topic vigilantly. He had stayed in the Lifan Courtyard for a long time and knew which slides should not be touched.

Fortunately, a random tea guest diverted the conversation in time.

"I heard that Nahatun is young and fit, and has good riding skills?"

The third master nodded, this is the truth.

The tea guest became more energetic and said:
"In my opinion, Your Majesty should accept Hatun. Wouldn't that give you tens of thousands more elite cavalry?"

Phew, many people couldn't help laughing and sprayed tea.

The third master covered his forehead and didn't recover for a long time.

However, after he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was really possible.

The orphans and widowers came to Beijing and happily sent troops. If the protection is not complete, it is because the emperor and his old man have a dragon-horse spirit and show their power!
……

Looking at the crowd again, everyone is winking and looking mean.

This kind of topic is great!
When we talk about other topics, we get into an argument if we don't agree with each other, which makes us blush and hurt our friendship. This is a topic that everyone can participate in and there is no contradiction.

Teahouses have always been a place for filth and evil, so there's nothing wrong with them.

finally,
Someone still cautiously mentioned a widely circulated rumor:

"Did you hear about it? Li Shiyao, the former governor of Liangjiang, is staying in the Ministry of Criminal Justice Prison. The Tribunal of Sanfa tried several times, but there was no result."

"Are you trying to say that he is somewhat related to the fake King of Wu?"

"Shhh."

Everyone shrank their heads, knowing not to go too far.

But the more dangerous the topic, the more valuable it is.

Ninety percent of the bannermen in the capital knew this rumor. Regardless of whether it's true or not, let's just have fun first.

Even Qianlong in the Forbidden City heard about this rumor.

……

The source of this rumor comes from Jiangbei.

Under Li Yu's instruction, the Intelligence Agency began to infiltrate Jiangbei and spread several rumors. This is just one of them.

But being able to spread across Shandong and Zhili and directly to the capital has nothing to do with the Intelligence Agency. It was spread in the capital with the help of former General Jiangning's confidants.

The purpose is to get the master out of trouble.

The logic is very clear,
The contradiction between Li and Chong is like fire and water. If Li Shiyao is killed unjustly, Chongdao will naturally be fine.

That's why rumors are so rampant.

Fengjiang officials like Li and Chong were treated extremely well even in the prisons of the Ministry of Punishment. You live in a single room with furniture, clean bedding, sunlight, and you can order three meals a day.

The jailers nodded and bowed, not daring to speak loudly.

A prisoner of this level must be carefully served today even if he is sent to the guillotine tomorrow.

the reason is simple,
His descendants are still there, his disciples and old officials are still there, and the power of his death is still there. I'll crush you little jailer to death without any effort.

……

The jailer came in bent over carrying two identical meals.

"My lords, please have dinner."

"Please forgive me for my inconsiderate service."

Li and Chong's private rooms were not locked and they could be pushed out.

The two met each other and did not forget to attack each other.

"Hmph, the grandson of two ministers and the descendant of a traitor."

"The Eight Banners are a shame."

The young jailer did not dare to raise his head for fear of being angry. He slipped out of the prison with his tail between his legs and carefully locked the outermost lock.

The companion asked:

"What? Did you get scolded again?"

"Not today. The food is exactly the same, even the smoked chicken weighs the same."

Two days ago, Li Shiyao's portion of fish was slightly smaller.

He smashed the food on the spot and slapped the jailer twice.

The jailer could only laugh, then cleaned it and replaced it with a new one.

...The companion, who was slightly older, sighed and comforted:

"Take it."

The young jailer's sleeves sank, he looked around and asked in a low voice:
"so much?"

"Take it, the two adults' families brought it to you. The Minister, Minister, Minister, Yuan Wailang and the principal have all taken it. Let's have some soup. Don't worry."

For the sake of the heavy amount of money, I instantly felt no longer aggrieved.

Yes, just think of it as serving your biological father.

Life is like this, as soon as you change your thinking, you suddenly become enlightened!
……

At the government offices of various counties in the south of the Yangtze River, a drama of "father is kind and son is filial" is being staged at the same time.

Those who passed the interview at Dongshan Youth Civil Service School rushed to the local county government office early on the agreed date to register and pay the fees.

But I saw on the notice that the admission requirements were added:
"Among the three generations of blood relatives, those who serve in the army under King Wu will be given priority to enroll in school!"

"Master Jun, what does this mean?"

A captain wearing a Li Jiajun military uniform, with a sword hanging on the left side and a gun hanging on the right side, answered expressionlessly:
"literal meaning."

"There are too many qualified people who have signed up. Who doesn't want to be a civil servant? Where are there so many yamen placements? So we add an admission threshold and give priority to those who are loyal to the prince."

The onlookers were in a dilemma.

Holding 30 taels of silver in my arms, I felt hot.

The captain stood on the steps and looked at the group of people who were leaving but didn’t want to leave, signing up but didn’t want to sign up, and said:

"The prince is benevolent, and there is no need for imperial examinations at all levels. The threshold is low to recruit people. From Suzhou to Hangzhou, from Jiangning to Huizhou, 80% of the chairs at the yamen are empty. Nowadays, it is relying on a group of old subordinates to maintain order."

"As long as the first batch of students successfully graduates, they will fill the vacancies immediately. The further they go, the higher the threshold will be."

"When the time comes, I won't be able to squeeze in even if I pay 300 taels of tuition per year, and joining the army will be useless. After passing this village, there won't be this shop."

……

"I signed up to join the army."

A man about 30 years old rushed in front of him, dragging a teenage boy with him. His forehead was covered with sweat.

The captain smiled:
"go in."

With the first crab eater, things will get easier later on, with more than a dozen pairs of fathers and sons pushing forward. The situation finally opened up.

Suddenly it poked at the weakness of the people in Jiangnan - becoming an official!
In order for your children to become officials, you can give up your money and your life!

The second floor of the teahouse on the next street,
The Propaganda Director Jia Xiao who was standing at the window breathed a sigh of relief, finally living up to the prince!

The prince formed the 4th Army Corps and required that the sources of troops be localized, all from the people of Jiangnan, and voluntary.

This requirement is simply more difficult than reaching the sky!

But after binding the admission threshold of Dongshan Youth Civil Service School, it was not difficult at all.

Many people have privately advised me that the cost of this move is too high.

As long as you can conquer the country, are you afraid that no one will become an official? It's simply more ridiculous than when the sun comes out in the west.

As for people from Jiangnan not wanting to join the army, forget it.

This land lacks everything except people. In the new area, the recruiting flag is raised, the silver box is opened, and there are as many soldiers as you want.

.........

No one within the Li Jiajun understood Li Yu's true thoughts.

The reason why he went through so much trouble was to refine a basic base.

Since the Tang Dynasty, Jiangsu (except the north) has been the most ideal territory for a unified dynasty.

The people are in good mood, the land is flat, money and food are plentiful, natural disasters are few, and commerce is prosperous. It can provide the court with a steady stream of taxes, food, and scholars.

Any emperor will hold it firmly in his hands and carry out the "kingly" order for a long time.

If the emperor is compared to a herdsman, the provinces are likened to cattle in a pen.

Su Niu is the best quality cow in the circle!

none of them!

For this reason, the herders must use any means to make the cow obey.

If a yak is infected with a yak's temper, it will be difficult to control it. The cattle pen cannot stop it, and the herdsmen's whip cannot stop it.

……

Li Yu, on the other hand, hopes to extract a group of fundamentals from this land and the aborigines of the Hangjiahu Plain.

In the future, he will implement his inner strategy of governing the empire.

If nothing unexpected happens, many people in the 4th Legion will die in battle, and their blood will be the blood tax of their sons and brothers.

Only loyalty that has been shed blood has value.

They are different from those who came out of the imperial examination.

As for the reasons put forward by Patriarch Fan, such as having little talent and knowledge, not knowing Confucianism, and not knowing how to govern the country, they are even more untenable.

The only field in the world that requires truly smart people and geniuses is scientific research.

Other areas set thresholds simply for screening purposes.

It’s not that the work behind that chair is difficult. On the contrary, maybe it's simple.

This is a deception!

In front of Li Yu, it does not exist.

Therefore, Gan Gang is arbitrary and insists on implementation.

……

It is impossible to form an army simply by binding admission quotas in civil service schools.

Li Yu took the second step: "unify the purchase and sale of alcoholic beverages."

On the surface it was to control the liquor industry to make money, but in reality it was for the sake of the soldiers.

This measure is relatively controversial and was strongly promoted with the support of Economic Minister Fan Jing.

"From now on, all alcoholic beverages (including white wine, rice wine, rice wine, etc.) will be purchased and sold under a unified system. Bulk wine priced at less than 10 yuan per catty is not included."

"The original moonshine brewers can bring their own products to the Yamen to report. If the quality is up to standard, they can be produced in limited quantities in the future and the government will purchase them. They are not allowed to be sold privately."

"Starting from November, anyone who brews and sells alcohol without permission from the Yamen will be punished by having their property confiscated."

"The whistleblower can get 3% of his family property."

Shaoxing Prefecture,
A brewer felt cold all over, and tremblingly squeezed out of the crowd.

When I got home, I looked at the wine jars, glutinous rice and wheat in the house and cried loudly.

"It's over. The hard work of three generations of my Wang family has been ruined."

The wife advised:

"Go to the Yamen Gate and ask around. Didn't he say unified purchasing and marketing?"

"It's all lies."

……

Seeing that her husband did not listen to the advice, the restrained and tenacious wife gritted her teeth and hired a donkey cart to take two jars of Huadiao wine to the county government office.

The sign at the gate of the county government office has been changed.

The old man's clothes and hairstyle have been changed, and the long braids are gone. Wearing a somewhat narrow blue two-piece suit and a nondescript hat.

At first glance, he looks like a monk.

Looking closer, it turned out to be the master.

After she explained her purpose, she was not challenged.

The master called a man who looked like a shopkeeper to deal with the matter.

The man looked at it first, and then asked:
"Is this the wine you brewed yourself?"

"Yes, my husband's family has made wine for three generations. It is a craft passed down from our ancestors. My Huadiao wine is made with real ingredients, unique craftsmanship, and has a mellow and long texture. Would you like to try it?"

The man took a long spoon, took a sip, and nodded:

"How many kilograms of wine are brewed in a year? How much does it cost?"

"About 3000 kilograms. There are two dealers who supply it to the restaurant. The price ranges from 25 to 35 yuan per kilogram, depending on the year."

……

The man nodded, acknowledging the narrative.

"Do you know the order on the purchase and sale of alcoholic beverages?"

"The slave family knows."

"The county government will purchase the production quota of 4000 kilograms of Huadiao wine per year at a price of 26 yuan per kilogram. Your family will be responsible for the transportation and deliver it to the county warehouse in the east gate. The goods will be paid upon delivery. Is this acceptable?"

According to the rice price in the good years in the Jiangnan area, the gross profit of this family's brewing is about 4%, which can bring about a net profit of about 40 taels.

"Okay, okay, that's great."

"Go back and ask your boss to come over and sign the contract. The contract will be signed for one year first."

……

(End of this chapter)