At the end of Qin, I became a son of the plane

Chapter 548, condolences to the veterans and lively real estate sales.

Xu Aimin's move was so impressive that all the Han officials in Neishi County felt insecure. Everyone suspected that they were being investigated and no longer dared to hinder Xu Aimin. If they continued to hinder him, their prince would really overturn the table.

Of course, problems soon arose from such reporting boxes, with many people making random reports in order to deal with their enemies, and some even slandering others.

Xu Aimin soon discovered that 90% of the reports were false, and the only 10% that was true needed to be constantly reviewed. However, he was the Minister of Internal Affairs, not the Chief Justice, and did not have that many experienced officials to investigate cases for him.

Moreover, such reporting activities seriously affected the operation of Neishi County. By September, Neishi’s government affairs were almost at a standstill.

October was the month for the Han Dynasty's Great Plan, the Conference of Sages and the Conference of Princes. If Chang'an continued in this state, Xu Aimin's prestige would be damaged. So, under the persuasion of Zhou Chang and the suggestion of Zhang Pijiang, Xu Aimin handed over the reporting box system to the Han Dynasty's Supreme Court, which ended the turmoil.

After wishing his father a happy new year, Xu Aimin visited the Han elders in the Qi Palace on behalf of the Internal Affairs Court and gave them more than ten kilograms of vegetables, a watermelon, and some other condolences.

Although the Han Dynasty has been continuously enfeoffing vassals to the New World in the past two years, these elders are getting old, so they usually leave it to their eldest sons to lead their retainers to explore, and they stay in Chang'an to retire.

Zhou Bo, who just retired this year, said: "Your Highness is kind-hearted after all. There are more than 20,000 Han officials in the Internal History Bureau. If 10% of them are dismissed, these people will naturally obey. Reforms are bound to happen without bloodshed. In order to implement the court's strategy, some obstacles should be removed completely."

Zhou Bo agreed with Xu Aimin's reforms in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which was a continuation of his policies. If the emperor had not allowed it, he would have gradually promoted the Chenjun model to the entire world during his ten years as prime minister.

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "Chang'an is not a place like any other. We can't go too far and kill too many people. It's better to be cautious. I think the construction department established by the crown prince is good. It not only solves the housing problem of the people in Chang'an, but also brings a large amount of income to the court and also profits to the merchants who provide funds. It can be said to kill three birds with one stone. Such incremental reform is the best, which will not cause conflicts."

Zhou Bo disagreed, "The incremental wealth is all overseas. How can Chang'an City get so much incremental wealth? In the end, the interests of those who have made more money will be cut off and distributed to those who have made less money. If the court does not do such an offensive thing, who else can do it?"

Chen Ping said: "The court should still focus on overseas development. With more wealth, all problems will be solved. You have been able to live such a stable life as prime minister for the past ten years, thanks to the New World. Without the tens of billions of wealth income every year, a new crisis will break out in the Han Dynasty."

Chen Ping thought for a moment and said to Xu Aimin: "Your Highness, even if you want to use the farmers, you still need to limit it. The farmers have organized hundreds of thousands of people in Shangjun and almost replaced the rule of the court Han officials.

Guanzhong is the core area of ​​our Han Dynasty. If agricultural cooperatives are established everywhere in Guanzhong, and tens of millions of farmers in Guanzhong are organized by agricultural families, it will be a dangerous thing for the court. "

If the Han Dynasty had not already had the example of the Mohist school, Chen Ping would have found it difficult to accept the Nong family's presence in Shangjun.

An organization that can influence hundreds of thousands of people is not controlled by the imperial court. If something goes wrong, it will be a disaster.

Xu Aimin was stunned. He had never thought about it in this way. The Nongjia and the court cooperated so well that he had forgotten that the Nongjia was a folk organization.

July of the 31st year of the Han calendar. Yangshuli, the work shed area.

Hundreds of boys sat on the ground in an orderly manner, their eyes full of desire and thirst for knowledge, staring intently at a blackboard standing on the grass.

Liu Heng said: "To calculate the area of ​​a triangle, the formula is base multiplied by height divided by two. Why is it like this? Doesn't this look like a parallelogram?"

"Like!" all the kids shouted.

"In last class, we talked about how the area of ​​a parallelogram is the base times the height~~~~~."

After half an hour of class, Liu Heng ended the get out of class and then told the students not to run around, especially not to go to the construction site and disturb it.

Zhang Pijiang brought Li Ji and Fan Kang here.

Fan Kang looked at the children playing around and said, "I didn't expect that my brother likes to take care of children so much."

Liu Heng said: "These children should be of school age, but they ended up following their fathers to work everywhere. Now that they don't learn any skills, I'm afraid they can only do hard labor like their fathers. We have compulsory education laws in the Han Dynasty, why doesn't the court take care of this matter?"

Zhang Pijiang shook his head and said, "These are the herdsmen under the princes of Mobei. The court has no control over them. For the court, the best thing is that there is no unrest in the desert. In order to appease these herdsmen, the court has to find ways to organize them to work every year. They can earn 2 yuan a year in Chang'an, which is already an extremely huge income. As for the children who followed them to Chang'an, the court has no system to place them now."

In the Yangshuli renovation project, except for some technical jobs performed by the Mohist construction team, ordinary craftsmen were farmers in Jiuyuan County and herdsmen in the desert. Local people in Guanzhong rarely did such hard work.

The farmers in Guanzhong are considered the richest group among the entire Han people. It can even be said that they are the wealthy class of the Han people. Therefore, unless it is a particularly remote place, they don't care about the little money they earn from working outside.

Of course, this is also related to the labor input brought about by the advancement of agricultural technology. In the past, 100 mu of land could harvest only a little more than 100 dan of grain. The investment in the fields did not need to be too much, and the harvesting was not too tiring. One mu of land could only produce a few hundred kilograms of grain, which could be harvested in a few minutes.

Now the per-mu yield in Guanzhong has generally reached four shi, and the density of grain has increased fourfold, and the labor intensity has almost increased fourfold. During this period, it is necessary to use pumps for irrigation, weeding, making farmyard manure, and planting soybeans for fertile land. Some farmers also plant cash crops. The labor input of Guanzhong farmers in the fields has increased by almost 10 times compared with before. Under such circumstances, Guanzhong farmers do not have much time to go out to work. For them, instead of earning a few melons and two dates from working, it is better to increase investment in their own land and earn more.

Of course, this situation is not limited to Guanzhong. In industrial counties such as Sanchuan County, Handan County, Linzi County, Chen County, and Kuaiji County, many tiring, hard, and dirty jobs are undertaken by the surrounding outsiders.

Every year, the Han Dynasty would have more than 300 million migrant workers, who would flock to the wealthy counties of the Han Dynasty to take on the hardest work.

"Can't we let them study nearby in Chang'an?" Liu Heng said.

Zhang Pijiang said: "These working herdsmen change almost every year, and it becomes very troublesome to add students. The education funds for primary schools are directly allocated by the court, and the management is also very strict to prevent people from taking empty salaries. For students like this who have been enrolled for a year or even just a few months, it is difficult for the court to count them. If this restriction is relaxed, many cases of taking empty salaries will occur."

Then he whispered, "The court's annual education expenditure is 60 billion. If we take over the education tasks of the princes' territories, this number may exceed billion. For the time being, the court does not have the ability to do so. The princes can only find a way on their own."

Liu Heng looked at these children with a gloomy expression. It turned out that the biggest obstacle in this world was money.

Zhang Pijiang said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Yangshuli has been built. Your next task is to set up a sales department. Register the information of people who want to buy houses. A household can only buy two houses at most."

"Yes!" Liu Heng said.

Zhang Pijiang smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous. Selling houses is the easiest thing to do. After we finish, the Yangshuli project will be a complete success. We helped the Internal Affairs Bureau earn 400 million yuan. This is a great achievement no matter where you put it. When the time comes, I will ask the Crown Prince for credit for you."

"Thank you, Zhang Zaoyang!" Liu Heng and others expressed their gratitude.

The houses in Yangshuli could be sold, and the news spread throughout Chang'an City like a gust of wind.

The project that once dominated Chang'an City for more than a month was once again remembered by everyone, so the people of Chang'an who wanted to improve their living conditions flocked to Yangshuli.

Here they saw wide, brand-new asphalt roads, rows of tall, bright street lamps, lakes, parks, and sports fields inside the neighborhood. There were all kinds of facilities they could think of.

A 5-story building was considered very tall in this era, especially since they used the latest wide glass construction mode, which resulted in good lighting inside the houses and shining light outside. For people of this era, anything that could reflect light was a luxury. This kind of shiny house is a bit like a treasure from a myth.

Even the well-informed people of Chang'an were shocked. They felt like the people in later generations who had always lived in the alleys and suddenly walked into a modern residential area. To them, Yangshuli was almost the same as the imperial palace in their imagination, especially since a house cost only 8 coins, which was just over two years' income for most people in Chang'an.

"I want to buy four houses in Yangshuli." An old man rushed to Liu Heng and said angrily. Liu Heng immediately said, "Old man, according to the court's policy, a family can only buy two houses at most."

"Why don't you sell more to me? I don't need this little money."

Liu Heng persuaded him, "This is a house built by the court to solve the housing problem of the people in Chang'an. You have to give others a chance."

"I have four sons, so what if I bought four houses? Is it true that money can't buy anything in this world?"

Liu Heng said: "Then you'd better divide the household registration into two families, so that I can sell it to you."

Hearing about the division of the family, the old man flew into a rage and said, "Naigong is not dead yet, what are you talking about dividing the family? Which good family would talk about dividing the family?"

Even though the common people of the Han Dynasty have now stepped into industrialized life, they are still reluctant to split up their families. In the past, if they had hundreds of acres of land as their interests, splitting up the family could bring them millions of dollars in wealth, which was naturally not a big deal. However, among the craftsmen, splitting up the family was indeed a rare occurrence. Everyone was more accustomed to living with three or four generations living under the same roof.

This is also a way for the lower-class people to resist risks. For the imperial court, the more dispersed the people are, the easier it is to manage them. An atomized society is best.

But for the lower-class people, dispersion means weakness, and clans are the force they trust more.

If there is a reliable organization, when you encounter trouble, you can find the head of the pavilion, the head of the village, and the village elders to seek justice. But if these people are oppressors themselves, the people at the bottom can only rely on the clan to protect themselves. So there is an old saying that goes, the people are there, if you don't organize, someone else will naturally organize.

At present, the organizational ability of the Han Dynasty is obviously not high enough to make ordinary people abandon their clans and trust Han officials.

(Yesterday I saw an up master talking about why clans have risen again in recent years, and he used Fat Cat and Zhai Xinxin as examples. After the explanation, it made people suddenly realize it. At the same time, it is also a kind of sadness. We have entered the modern society, but we have to rely on feudal organizations to protect ourselves.)
And just when the old man was angry, he even wanted to teach Liu Heng a lesson.

Liu Chang and Fan Kang, two strong men over eight feet tall, pulled Laozi out and said, "Old man, if you don't want to buy a house, don't disturb the order here."

The two men opened their eyes wide with ferocious looks, and instantly frightened the old man so much that he dared not speak.

Liu Chang shouted, "The court's policy is that a household can only buy two houses. Don't even mention buying three or four houses. If you dare to say that again, I'll beat you up."

Liu Chang's voice was as loud as thunder, and coupled with his physique and ferocious expression, the noisy housing sales area suddenly became quiet, and everyone was silent.

Of course no one left. It was such a good house and everyone was worried that they would never be able to buy it again after they left.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner and no longer asked why they could only buy two houses.

Later, everyone paid the money and received the house at the same time. Because the amount of the full payment was too large, Liu Heng had no choice but to find the managers of the four major money houses and ask them to open accounts on the spot and even transfer deposits on the spot, which greatly improved the efficiency of buying houses.

In this way, Liu Heng and his team worked hard for a whole day, closed the shop at night, and then began to summarize the data.

"1025 houses were sold in one day!" Liu Heng looked at the data in surprise.

There are only 11000 houses in Yangshuli. According to this data, all of them can be sold out in ten days at most.

Fan Kang said: "We sold over 8000 million in one day. This house-selling business is so easy to do. If we can also get a piece of land and get a construction team, we can also build tens of thousands of houses. According to today's market conditions, let alone 8 yuan per house, even if it's or yuan, there will be people who want it. In this way, we can make more than billion yuan a year. Mining gold is not as profitable as doing real estate business."

The more Fan Kang calculated, the more excited he became, as if a mountain of gold was waving at him.

Li Ji was surprised and asked, "Fan Kang, you are trying to steal the prince's business. Aren't you worried that the prince will banish you to the desert to raise sheep?"

Fan Kang calmed down and said awkwardly: "This is too exciting. It's not against the law if you think about it."

Then he said with a hint of flattery: "You can't tell anyone about this."

Liu Chang smiled and said, "Little brother, I want to go to Jin Yu Man Tang for a feast."

Fan Kang said distressedly: "Go, brother, I will book the most expensive private room and treat you to a meal."

Li Ji said: "Then the price of the house can be raised a little bit. Even if there are not as many people as today, I think it will take less than a month for these houses to be sold out. The price of 8 coins is a little low. Even if it is raised to 9 coins or 10 coins, people will still buy them."

Liu Heng said: "The court renovated Yangshuli mainly to provide a place for the people of Chang'an City to live. It took more than two years of salary to buy a house, which is already a very high price. If it takes longer, it will not be in line with the original intention of the prince."

Then Liu Heng looked at Liu Chang seriously and said, "You almost got into trouble today. You are working for the Crown Prince and you represent the Crown Prince. If you beat the people of Chang'an City, it doesn't matter if the people of Chang'an City say that you, Liu Chang, are arrogant. But if you ruin the reputation of the Crown Prince, can you bear the responsibility?"

Liu Chang said: "I just wanted to maintain order. I just blurted out those words. I didn't really want to hit anyone."

Liu Heng said: "The fact that you can blurt out such words proves that you are usually arrogant."

Fan Kang gloated at this time and said, "Brother Heng, let Liu Chang write a notice prohibiting beating or scolding customers, and then post it on this wall. This will remind him to control his temper at all times."

Liu Chang was not convinced and said, "You also took action just now."

"But I didn't curse anyone." Fan Kang said.

Liu Heng nodded and said, "That's a good suggestion. I'll supervise you to write this sentence when we go back."

Chang'an City, Zhaoli.

In the name of the farmers, Yuan Ang summoned all the villagers to gather in the drying yard.

"My fellow villagers, the court has given everyone an opportunity to make a fortune." Yuan Ang shouted excitedly.

But the villagers below were not very interested, and asked lazily: "What opportunity?"

It's not their fault for being lazy. If the Han Dynasty were to select the best village in the world, Zhaoli would be one of the candidates. This small village has produced two billionaires and there are many millionaires. Over the years, Hu Hai has donated tens of millions of yuan to Zhaoli to build canals and roads for Zhaoli. The asphalt roads in such a small village are no worse than those in Chang'an City. Zhao Wu also donated 200 million yuan to repair the village primary school and sponsored 10 middle school students in the village.

In the past, Zhaoli only had brick and stone houses, but now they have all been replaced with three-story courtyard houses. In terms of living conditions alone, the residents of the nine cities in Chang'an City cannot compare with them. Because they are close to Chang'an City, most of their land is used to grow vegetables. The efficiency of vegetables is five times higher than that of grain. The annual income of the villagers here exceeds 3 yuan, which is twice higher than the well-off standard set by Xu Fan. It is not an exaggeration to say that these villagers are agricultural workers.

(End of this chapter)