Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Fang Zheng once recalled the news he had seen in his previous life.

Several college students, fresh out of school, proactively visited sweatshops for the sake of justice in their hearts, and discovered a large number of problems, such as no toilet paper in the toilets, low wages, and long working hours.

As a result, the matter escalated, the upstream suppliers of the factory cancelled their cooperation, and the sweatshop could not continue and had to lay off workers.

Little did they know that those workers toiled hard in their hometowns, earning very little money in a year.

Although working in the factory was tiring, it was much easier than farming, and a monthly income of two to three thousand could greatly improve their lives.

The reason there was no toilet paper in the toilets was also because workers often stole it.

The college students were full of pride and self-satisfaction, feeling superior and believing they had done a good deed by freeing people from the black factory.

As a result, the laid-off workers were certainly no longer exploited, but they also lost a choice that they considered quite good.

It should be known that even if they farmed until they vomited blood, it was not as easy and profitable as working in the factory for a month.

After losing their jobs, they wandered the streets, wishing they could beat those students to death with a wrench!

Li Yuanzhao was like this at first, and he also did many similar stupid things, the better part was just foolishly giving people money directly.

Completely disrespecting rules and reality.

Fortunately, he was very smart and had an extremely strong learning ability!

The teachings of the court officials also definitely played an important role.

Combining theory with practice, Li Yuanzhao's progress was rapid.

It was even faster than Sasuke opening his Sharingan after his whole family died!

Fang Zheng continued to speak eloquently: "Now, His Highness has grown too much, and can even manage tens of thousands of disaster victims with the assistance of others. This is already an amazing skill!"

"Your subject does not know whether His Highness will be a good emperor, nor does your subject know what it means to be a good emperor."

"Could it be that there is a standard for a good emperor?"

"Your subject does not think so. Your subject only knows that His Highness has a kind heart and a heart that loves the people."

"Even if he is naughty for a while, he has always been growing. His Highness longs to be recognized, but he will not use power to order others to praise him. His Highness, like ordinary people, enjoys fine clothes and delicious food, but he can still share the hardships of the people."

"How many emperors throughout history have been tyrannical, fond of boasting, and liked flattery?"

"Therefore, your subject does not know whether His Highness will be a good emperor, but based on His Highness's current performance, he has already surpassed most emperors in history. What he currently lacks is only experience."

Fang Zheng couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up!

He spoke so damn well, His Majesty definitely won't be able to find fault!

Sure enough!

Emperor Jing showed a happy expression and asked: "Fang Qing, are you not praising him?"

"Every word your subject says is true! Lying is not my forte! Your Majesty's eyes are discerning and should be able to see it."

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"He ~ tui!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Paba, Guo Tianyang, who was going to the Imperial Study to report back, heard this sentence coming from inside as soon as he reached the door.

Without hesitation, he spat a thick wad of phlegm on the ground.

The guards at the door glanced at Guo Tianyang with disdain.

Then they continued to stand guard attentively.

Hearing the two people chatting so happily, Guo Tianyang took a deep breath and didn't plan to go in. He just stood at the door waiting for Fang Zheng to come out.

Seeing a large patch of phlegm on the ground, he quickly stepped forward and smeared it evenly with his foot.

Causing another wave of disdain from the guards....

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With a stack of tall hats placed on Li Yuanzhao's head, Emperor Jing was satisfied.

He looked at Fang Zheng with more appreciation in his eyes.

Looking down at the desk, he tapped his finger: "Alright, let's not mention him for now."

"Yesterday you were absent from court, and Paba submitted another letter of credence to Us on the spot. Wutu wants to sign a trade agreement with Us."

Speaking of this, Emperor Jing snorted coldly: "The condition is that our Great Jing sends 200,000 taels of silver to the Northern Rong every year, and the Northern Rong will return a thousand head of cattle and sheep."

"From now on, the two countries will be brothers, setting up border markets for mutual trade, never invading each other, and supporting each other."

A thousand head of cattle and sheep in exchange for 200,000 taels of silver? Wutu is quite creative!

Great Jing is not a defeated country, and you especially want to trade, what are you being so arrogant about?

It's too confusing!

Fang Zheng thought for a long time but couldn't understand, and hesitated: "Your subject does not know military affairs, why is Wutu so arrogant? Is the Northern Rong... very strong?"

Emperor Jing nodded: "When We ascended the throne, the Northern Rong had already fallen into civil war, but the late emperor fought with them twice, and both battles were lost."

"The strength of the Northern Rong cavalry is unmatched by Great Jing. What Wutu relies on is the cavalry."

Fang Zheng suddenly understood and continued: "So that's how it is, but your subject believes that the benefits of trade for our Great Jing far outweigh 200,000 taels! Even more than ten times! This matter must be concluded!."

"Our Great Jing has diverse products that can be sold to the Northern Rong in exchange for the cattle, sheep, and warhorses we need, and what we need is only cattle and horses!"

"In the early stages, the Northern Rong will follow the rules and use warhorses to exchange for resources, but over time, they will definitely not sit idly by and watch Great Jing cultivate its cavalry."

"By that time, the Northern Rong's warhorses will not flow into Great Jing either, and Great Jing will almost unilaterally sell goods! A huge amount of wealth will flow into the country!"

"Paba's desire for trade is very strong, the court can negotiate with them."

"It's just that this annual 200,000 taels of silver... your subject believes that it is still open to discussion."

Emperor Jing said: "That's right, you speak very well, Zheng Shifu agrees with you."

"But We didn't expect Wutu to be so rampant! Could it be that he is bullying Our Great Jing because we have no one?"

Fang Zheng was silent.

In fact, 200,000 taels is nothing, the main issue is face.

Emperors are people who care about face, it would be really ugly to write it in the history books.

But once the two countries trade, Great Jing will benefit greatly!

The Northern Rong is simply a commercial desert. Although Great Jing has always emphasized agriculture and suppressed commerce, its level of commercial development is far beyond what the Northern Rong can compare to.

This is like the Chanyuan Treaty in the previous life.

The Song Dynasty paid tribute to the Liao Dynasty every year in exchange for peace, which was recognized by later generations as a humiliation.

However, the Chanyuan Treaty maintained a century of peace between the Song and Liao dynasties.

The benefits that the Great Song Dynasty extracted from commerce far exceeded the tribute.

The Liao Dynasty probably regretted it so much that their intestines turned green, but they couldn't tear up the contract.

Emperor Zhenzong of Song was quite pleased with the Chanyuan Treaty, and probably didn't expect that later generations would evaluate it so poorly, ultimately failing due to the country's strategic failure.

But if he could take advantage of the good opportunity to develop his military and consolidate his strength, the reputation of the Chanyuan Treaty might be reversed.

"We will let them cool off for a few days first!"

"Zhang Biao's competition with Chi Lie, what are your chances of winning?" Emperor Jing stared at Fang Zheng, and continued before he could speak: "No matter what method you use, this battle must be won, not lost!"

"Since you took the initiative to agree to this matter, then fight a beautiful battle. As you said, the people of the capital will also go to watch the battle. If you lose, you should understand how much impact it will have."

Fang Zheng nodded: "This battle will definitely be won!"

Emperor Jing smiled with satisfaction: "We have always been at ease with you handling matters." Then he said again: "Although Hei Shan Chi Lie is tall and strong, fighting is not just about body size and strength. If We were twenty years younger, We might not be his opponent!"

Fang Zheng nodded silently, whatever you say is whatever!

"In any case, the Northern Rong will always be a hidden danger for Great Jing."

"Great Jing has only been recuperating for a few years, the people are struggling, and We are unwilling to start a war lightly."

"Isn't the Crown Prince always willing to fight? Just leave the mere Wutu to him."

"By that time... gunpowder should be able to be put into war, right, Fang Qing?"

Fang Zheng immediately became vigilant: "Gunpowder, ah, it will definitely be researched in the next two years!"

"Two years... you told Us two years a year ago! How many two years will it take?" Emperor Jing's expression seemed deep: "We often think that this thing is a weapon of war. If it can be produced on a large scale, it won't be invincible in the world, but at least it can make Great Jing stand in an invincible position!"

"It can attack cities and surprise horses to restrain cavalry,... With this thing, the Northern Rong is not to be feared! The research on gunpowder... you still need to put your heart into it."

Fang Zheng sat upright.

Give me your daughter, and I'll send you the gunpowder tomorrow!

Of course, he didn't dare to say this....