Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 267
"Don't be so surprised. The reason why I came here was not to grab a big family. I think you can guess with your brain that the imperial government policy in Nanchang will not go down, and the same is true in other provinces. Let the province set an example."

Fang Xiaobai's truthful answer reassured the merchants.It seems that the imperial court is determined to implement the policy, and even this god of death has been released. Those who want to stop the imperial court can only block the traffic with their arms, and will eventually be thrown into the garbage dump of history and disappear.

The merchants calmed down from their panic at the beginning, and looked at Fang Xiaobai's eyes became fiery.Everyone knows that there is a great person standing behind him, and it will be much easier to do things in the future.

Fang Xiaobai, the instigator, wanted this effect. Let them know that he stood behind him, and the implementation of the policy would be much deeper.

However, he had his own ideas. Seeing that the heat was almost over, Fang Xiaobai smiled, pressed his hands softly, and signaled everyone to be quiet: "Actually, I have another unkind request. Everyone knows that although the imperial court has destroyed the Tatars and recovered them, Homeland, but the amount of money and manpower consumed is astronomical. Judging from the current tax revenue of the country, it will not be able to recover within decades, so I think it is necessary for the royal family to find a way to make money for itself to make up for the trauma caused by the war."

Fang Xiaobai's idea is very simple to imitate the imperial merchants in the Qing Dynasty. The difference is that this imperial merchants are dedicated to serving the imperial family and have nothing to do with the government.

In fact, he has long wanted to gather some people to form a consortium exclusively for the royal family. You must know that fighting against the Tartars and Chaos has almost removed all the gold and silver treasures in his treasury.

He's not a miser, but it's worth discussing the matter of evacuating all the money. Alarielle has done too much damage. He happened to be in a bloody battle in Jinan at that time, and she succeeded if he didn't pay attention. There was nowhere to look for him.

The businessmen in front of them are courageous and adventurous, and it is the age of great voyages. As long as they are moved with emotion and reason, they will definitely want to join this feast.

Fang Xiaobai's proposal brightened the eyes of the merchants. The merchants have no shortage of money, women, or land. All they lack is a stable social environment.

You must know that the imperial court regards them as pigs and sheep, as strong as the great god Shen Wansan, and his wealth is as rich as an enemy country, but because he is a businessman, he took the initiative to ask Shu to repair the city wall, but Zhu Yuanzhang's view is different, help him repair the city wall?Do you still want to replace the throne?Then the guillotine fell, and Shen Wansan's head fell to the ground.

This move almost chilled the hearts of the entire business community (I guess there must be a part of the reason why Shanxi merchants betrayed the country back then), but Fang Xiaobai was different. He knew the commercial potential well, so how could he do that kind of thing?

"In order to show my sincerity, please tell your relatives and friends the news when you go back. My king will discuss with you the establishment of the Daming Royal Consortium here tomorrow. I wanted to hold a banquet. However, Nanchang suffered heavy losses. It is not possible to hold a grand ceremony when everyone is mourning. I hope everyone will understand."

understanding?It is a great opportunity to climb the big tree of Shangfang Baizi. It is no big deal to miss a meal. If you miss a meal, you will not starve to death. If you do not come to the meeting, you will regret it.

The merchants agreed repeatedly and thanked each other with their hands clasped. This matter was almost finished. Fang Xiaobai didn't want to keep them for lunch.

The government office became quiet again. Fang Xiaobai picked up the teacup and really wanted to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat, but found that there were only scattered tea leaves in the teacup.

The task is half completed, and it's time for the farmer uncle. "Come here! Go see if there are any mud legs outside the government office, and call them in. If there are landlords, call them in too. I have something to say to them."

More than 20 heavily armed swordsmen greeted Fang Xiaobai with an imperial salute, and strode out the door.Not long after, the noise from outside intensified, and then a large number of wrinkled men in gray coarse short shirts stumbled into the gate of the government office being pushed and shoved by the imperial swordsmen.

Seeing that there was a magnificently dressed young man sitting in the lobby, Mudlegzi knelt on the ground without saying a word, and shouted for Master Qingtian.

Uh... Fang Xiaobai was speechless.Looking at the muddy legs kneeling under the hall, his brain short-circuited for a moment, and he forgot what to say: "Ahem, be quiet! My king asked you to come here not to punish you, but to give you a great benefit."

The mudlegs were dumbfounded, they had never heard of those who entered the government and were rewarded, so it must be possible that the young man sitting on top was an idiot.

It was much quieter down there for a moment, the people were either looking forward to it, or bowed their heads in silence, looking at the swordsmen around them with a little fear, but not as scared as I was before.

After the crowd settled down, Fang Xiaobai organized his thoughts, and said to the farmers below: "Did you see the official document outside? Everything written on it is true. I came here to hope that you can feel at ease when you go home. Just wait, tell the people around you what you see and hear, and in a month, the imperial court will send special officials to all of your villages to take back the land and distribute it to you, and I hope everyone will cooperate fully."

He didn't know if what he said would be effective, but he had already made a plan in his heart. There were more than 3 Holy Grail masters in the Jinan Fortress, each of whom was strong enough to kill tens of thousands of ordinary people, and a province released 3000 Holy Grail knights. , enough to frighten Xiaoxiao.

After listening to Fang Xiaobai's words, Mudlegs looked exactly like businessmen. Although they were uneducated, they knew the importance of land and owned their own land.There is no need to pay rent to the landlord, and the grain harvested in a year is far better than it is now.

They are honest, which doesn't mean they are stupid. Fang Xiaobai looks like a high-ranking official. How big this high-ranking official is, and whether his words can be trusted, everything is unknown.

Fang Xiaobai didn't bother to pay attention to them. Although he said that it was cool to see other people's shocked faces when he reported to his family, he would always get bored if there were too many times.As the saying goes, a single spark can start a prairie fire. He himself is from a rural area, and he can probably imagine that when these people go back to the village and chat, they will definitely shake out what he just said to them.

The more people who know, the better. When the Emperor of Heaven is distributed to them, these people will definitely be grateful to the imperial court, thereby strengthening the control and cohesion of the township level.

This is Fang Xiaobai's plan, referring to the template of Mr. Sun Wen before the Northern Expedition to unite with Russia and the Red Army to assist farmers and workers. Now that there is no working class, then unite with the merchant class.

He seemed to see a steady stream of soldiers and money waving to him.

I got up early today and haven't eaten breakfast until now. Fortunately, the cook in the government office is still there, so it is still possible to make a bowl of white rice porridge and two white steamed buns temporarily.

Fang Xiaobai stretched his waist, signaled the imperial swordsman next to him to guard the door, and walked leisurely into the back kitchen.

(End of this chapter)