Lord of Ming Dynasty

The scholar was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he was speechless for a long time, and finally he could only let out a sigh.

"Actually, it's not that scary. Look at how beautiful this kind of food stamp is." A voice that was completely opposite to everyone suddenly came.

Everyone frowned, turned their heads and looked for the guy who dared to sing against them angrily, the scholar said: "Who, the government oppresses us so much, can't we just talk about it here?"

For a while, the people who exchanged food were furious, and they raised their hands one after another, "Yes, can't you talk about it?"

The old man was a little panicked, he didn't shout with everyone, but quickly grabbed a few people around him, and hurriedly said: "Shut up, shut up, don't you know that trouble comes from your mouth? Think about how many times those soldiers put Tens of thousands of Qing army Tartars were beaten to the point of bleeding, and fled in a panic. The captives who were brought here were in a row, one row at a time, and the leather whips were whipped on the captives and those who invaded our homeland. Tartars, then be ruthless, do you want to be with them?"

The old man's words had some effect, but they were limited to the few people around him. The other people in line were persistent, and some even pulled out their carrying poles, rolled up their sleeves, and wanted to find the speaker. From the bottom of their hearts, they Hate the idea of ​​using paper as money.

The crowd was furious, and finally found the person whose words stirred up the anger in everyone's heart, a guy who looked like a small official in a green robe and mandarin jacket, and a black Ming Dynasty black gauze hat with goose feathers.

Beside this guy stood two burly men, each holding a water and fire stick in his hand.

Seeing this kind of people dressed like officials, everyone suddenly stopped talking and stopped talking. Although they dared to speak ill of the government behind their backs, in front of the government, they were still a bunch of oxen, willing to eat grass and spit out milk for the officials. Eat clean and white.

This is the national condition, the national condition with the characteristics of Ming Dynasty.

Do you know why the land of China is surrounded by enemies and has never had friends?

If you take a closer look, you will find that all the enemies are those former obedient citizens on the land of China. After they went out, they immediately regarded themselves as people from other countries, and then looked down on Daming from the bottom of their hearts. They climbed to high positions in other countries, But they hate China even more than the indigenous people in other countries, and they want to persecute China. They are often the first to propose.

Because they know the strength of China, and at the same time, they deeply want to avenge the pain that China has brought them. Even if it comes to their descendants, they will not forget to take revenge.

While they want to integrate into the local area, they are eager to lose their characteristics as a Ming people and a Chinese. At the same time, they want to suppress the Chinese to gain the recognition of the local people. The laws of the Ming people entering these countries are limited, and the lazy natives don’t want to fight at all. Although they are not smart, they are also smart. Let these people work for them, create wealth, let them fight against the Ming people, and let them fight against the Ming people. Sit back and reap the rewards.

All the enemies of China, all the enemies of Ming Dynasty, were once Chinese.

The Manchu Tartars only had 10,000+ people. The reason why they were able to conquer Ming Dynasty was because they still had hundreds of thousands of loyal original Han people, as well as the Korean Koryo people who were conquered by them.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhang Qiang smiled slightly.

Today, he made a private visit to Weibo to see how the people reacted to this kind of paper banknotes. He did not expect such a big reaction.

"Why don't you accept this kind of paper?"

"Why don't you use it as money?"

"Isn't he gorgeous enough?"

Zhang Qiang motioned for the arrangement of the grain store. The clerk kept a bag full of grain stamps designed by him and the Coin Reform Team of the Governor’s Mansion, and walked in front of each queue, and at the same time gave them a set of exquisite grain stamps to that team. People, two rows of people queuing up, plus the nearby people watching the excitement, a total of ten sets were distributed.

Of course, this is not for them to spend, it is to let them see the beauty of food stamps.

To pave the way for the next speech.

Chapter 157

When Ma Ying heard Zhang Qiang's words, she just wanted to say a few words to express her distrust of this kind of paper. To be honest, although this kind of paper is colorful and beautiful, it still makes a prickly sound when she flicks it with her hand. Bazaba's crisp voice, if this is something to play with for his little daughter, for his little daughter's cute smile, as a father, he would also recognize it, but his whole family depends on this money to survive, How could he exchange this money for these pieces of paper that no one believed in?

The farmer on one side tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said in a low voice: "Let scholars and merchants talk about things that offend people with reason. We country people are stupid. Although this man is not very tall, he has a fair complexion. Full, with a mysterious light shining in the eyes that people can't see through, I think it's better not to force yourself, remember Liu Bao from your village?"

Ma Ying nodded. This is because he knew that Liu Bao was the head of their village. In the Ming Dynasty, because a big landlord in the village wanted to buy a few acres of land for his son, he forcibly bought the land of Widow Zhang’s family. Bao couldn't see it, but he had to take care of it, so he said a few words, and the landlord asked the county government servant to hold him down in the ditch in the field the next day and drown him.

Therefore, in the eyes of their countrymen, forcibly standing out is a fool's behavior. As long as you are not too stupid, you will not stand up for others. Now there are so many people here, let alone Ma Ying. What kind of society, but the things in their village are enough to train them to be qualified and shrewd mountain people.

People say mountain devils, that is to say, these people, don't look at them when they go down to the county town, they don't know anything about some common sense things, they are stupid, but when it comes to struggle, they can get rid of those who are stupid in reading The nerds in the county town have ten or eight streets. Of course, their cleverness is not enough for the yamen servants and subordinate officials. His sensitivity can drive these mountain devils to the point of death.

The people in the mountains know that they can't fight head-on with the people in the county. It's not a loss at all, but a blessing, and those yamen servants and subordinate officials also know that if they enter the mountains, they will not be the opponents of these mountain devils. In small villages, small landlords can still blackmail them, but if they can’t handle them well in the mountains, they won’t play with them, and they just wield knives, so they also know that they should treat mountain devils better, because if one is bad, you can’t catch it People, they can suddenly tease you and then run away. It is basically impossible to go into the mountains to suppress bandits in this day and age, unless the imperial army is encircled and suppressed by tens of thousands of people, and they make up their minds, otherwise they will die in vain.

Both parties are like hedgehogs in the winter, knowing the distance between themselves and others.

One not to say, not to say is the best distance.

Ma Ying was stopped by her fellow countrymen.

The old man came out, "This strong man, you don't know that although this thing looks exquisite and fun, it is a piece of paper after all, it can't be eaten or drunk, and it hurts to rub your butt. We like these things, but what we need is food, firewood, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, cloth, these things that can lead a life, not things that cannot be written or painted."

The scholar also clasped his fists to salute Zhang Qiang and said, "Yes, can these allow us to buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones? People don't agree with these, but they just don't let the money come to reality. If you print randomly, if you have no money, print Give us some pieces of paper, and then take away our money, so that we can't buy food anywhere, and we all starve to death?"

Zhang Qiang clasped his hands and saluted in all directions, and said loudly: "Fathers and folks, as far as I know, the governor really has no money to print these things this time."

"Coax" when he said this, everyone talked about it, it was like opening a water and land dojo, and it couldn't stop for a long time.

The owner of the grain store, dressed in a green coat and a melon skin hat, came over, cupped his hands and said, "This strong man, how did you know that the Governor-General has no money?"

Just as the guard was about to say that Zhang Qiang was the governor, Zhang Qiang quickly stopped him, and the owner of the grain store asked again, "Then we sell grain to people at a low price, but when we receive these pieces of paper, we send out the same kind of paper. Is it a trap?"

"That's right, that's right" a group of guys took the opportunity to boo, and all the grain sellers and buyers also shouted and crowded over, wanting to ask for an explanation.

Zhang Qiang stood there without changing his face. The two guards had already lifted up their robes, pulled out the short firecrackers under the robes, and pointed at the people who were filled with righteous indignation. Taking Zhang Qiang to break through, under Zhang Qiang's training, they still mastered a little bit of tactical theory, taking advantage of the chaos to break through was the best way they could think of.

Zhang Qiang raised his hands high and shouted, "Listen to me,"

The people around him stopped and quietly prepared to listen to his speech. This silent change, through transmission, finally made everyone in the audience quiet down.

Zhang Qiang took a step back, stood on a pile of grain sold by a family, and looked down at all living beings.

"Folks, Fathers, Folks,"

"A Yankee, tell us about our fathers and folks?" A big man didn't know whether he was making trouble or he had a strong regional concept. He shouted, trying to destroy the harmonious situation suppressed by Zhang Qianggang.

"It's the northern barbarians, go back to your north, and don't talk too much in our south." A guy with a thick face echoed.

"The north is now occupied by the Manchu Tartars. He can't be a spy of the Manchu Tartars!" Another voice shouted.

"Huh—" The people around looked at Zhang Qiang in horror, and took a few steps back, the crowd became a little chaotic.

Zhang Qiang frowned. He had been speaking the official dialect in the north. There was no way for him to do so. The traveler spoke only Jingpu, but to the traveler, the south was like a foreign country. The babbling language sounded like a foreign language.

Even he doesn't like the incomprehensible dialects in the north, he still likes Mandarin, which allows everyone to communicate smoothly.

In the distance, Zhu Dayou brought a group of sentries dressed in plain clothes. Seeing Zhang Qiang's hinting eyes, he immediately looked for a few sentries to watch and whispered something. After that, it disappeared like sand flowing into the ocean. After a while, Zhang Qiang's complexion changed when he saw those guys talking nonsense and daring to make trouble, and then he was dragged out of the crowd, and the people around them didn't know what happened.

Zhang Qiang is very satisfied with his intelligence team.

It was done silently, even Daming's Dongchang and Jinyiwei couldn't solve the problem so quietly, very much like the plainclothes detectives of my Great Heavenly Dynasty.

"Don't listen to their nonsense." Zhang Qiang waited for the people to calm down before saying to these terrified people who were afraid of causing trouble.

"What's wrong with the northerners, what's the matter with the southerners, we are all citizens of Ming Dynasty, as long as our heart is towards the imperial court, then we are people of Ming Dynasty, as long as our actions are beneficial to Ming Dynasty, then we are pure people of Ming Dynasty, only Those country gentry, bullies, cowards, rogues, and corrupt officials who only know how to exploit the people are not worthy of being citizens of Ming Dynasty, they are traitors."

"Okay." Someone finally felt that what Zhang Qiang had said was right, and shouted loudly, causing the people on the side to also shout a few times.

After everyone calmed down, Zhang Qiang continued: "As for the use of paper as coins, it is a last resort. Do you know the bank?"

The grain merchant said: "Who doesn't know this, does your lord mean that this is like a bank note in a bank?"