Back to the Song Dynasty as a tyrant

In particular, the Hangzhou Shipping Department is very frequent in overseas trade.

Zhao Ning went all the way back to the palace.

Wang Zonglian finally got some free time and went to the Chunfeng Building to talk to Ruhua about his life. In the room, it was probably because it was too hot that he even took off his coat.

At this time, people from the Imperial City Division broke into the door, scaring our Taiwei Wang into jumping up.

If Wang Zonglin knew that it was Zhou Yan and his gang that made him have to enter the palace at night, he would definitely send someone to beat Zhou Yan severely.

Wang Zonglin was reluctant to lift his pants, swearing at him, why is his son-in-law nephew so troubled, it's hard to make people feel better!

After entering the Hall of Wende, Zhao Ning asked, "I heard that in a few days you will call together the famous wealthy businessmen in Tokyo?"

Wang Zonglian said: "The officials have clever plans, and this matter cannot be hidden from the officials. Isn't the Bureau of Commerce and Society set up? These commercial corporations need to be registered for records. I thought about it, first find those famous businessmen, and ask them to cooperate obediently first. Influence other merchants."

"You did a good job."

Wang Zongyi breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that he would be threatened by the Zhao official family again when he entered the palace at night.

"It's all the officials who reminded me well."

"What do you think of the current food prices in Tokyo?"

Wang Zonglin was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know the current food price situation in Tokyo in detail.

He had just accepted Taifu Temple, and the previous management of the grain merchants was with the Ministry of Household Affairs, so it was impossible to transfer the affairs so quickly.

But Zhao Guanjia asked, and Wang Zonglin answered bravely: "Expensive!"

He quickly added: "But it's already very good."

"Oh?"

"During the reign of Xuanhe, at the highest point, every stone of grain went to five guan, now it is only two guan, and in the past few years, wars have been fought every year, and Gyeonggi has also suffered from wars. Refugees from Hebei and Hedong went south, and the price of food can be maintained. Twice is pretty good."

"You mean, the Ministry of Household Affairs is doing a good job?"

"Not bad!" Wang Zonglin would definitely not dig a hole for himself. If he said that the household department was not doing well, the emperor would immediately throw the matter to him and give him an order to lower the price of grain.

Wang Taiwei resolutely refuses to throw a stone at his own foot!

But who knows that Zhao Guan's family is a shameless person, no matter what you say, the order is directly issued: "If I ask you to lower the price of grain again, to seven hundred Wen per shi, can you do it?"

Wang Zonglin immediately said: "This is impossible, there is not so much food, and the currency depreciation caused by Cai Jing's big money casting before is not something I can suppress as soon as I say it can be suppressed."

Zhao Ning said: "During the reign of Emperor Shenzong, the food price in Tokyo was [-] Wen per stone, and in other places, it would not exceed [-] Wen per stone."

"I just collected 400 million shi of grain on Gyeonggi Road, and I will sell it to you for 100 million shi, okay?"

"This……"

"Can you?"

"You can try it, sir."

"I want you to promise."

"Official, you can't force me all the time, isn't this bullying honest people?"

"Uncle, you should be glad that I just bullied you, you go ask those whose heads are hanging on the city wall, did I bully them?"

Wang Zonglin immediately retracted his neck: "Okay, I promise!"

"Zhou Yan is your subordinate?"

"Zhou Yan?"

"They all recommend the city's secretary of trade, Wailang."

"It seems that there is such a person."

"What does he mainly do on weekdays?"

"He seems to be in charge of the inspection, registration, and passage of trading ships on the Bian River."

"All trade ships traveling to and from the Bian River must pass through him?"

"Yes."

"Go and ask him if the price of grain can be reduced to seven hundred Wen per shi."

"Yes, I'm going to look for him right now, what orders does the official have?"

"You send someone to the Qian's house near the Wucheng King Temple to find a man named Qian Yuqing. This man is a businessman from Hangzhou. He wants to do business in Tokyo. He has a lot of food in his hand."

Wang Zonglin quickly remembered.

"My purpose is to let him stockpile grain in Hangzhou, transport it by sea from Hangzhou, and mobilize grain to supply to Denglai."

"For Dunley?"

"I plan to build a military town in Denglai, enter Liaodong Island, unite with Koryo, and constrain the Kingdom of Jin from the rear."

Wang Zonglin was taken aback, he didn't expect that this matter would involve military affairs.

"Keep quiet about this, and don't tell others."

"Yes."

After Wang Zonglin came out of the palace, his mood was gone.

He immediately sent people to look for that Zhou Yan overnight.

Zhou Yan heard that his immediate boss wanted to find him, so he hurried to Wang Zonglian's house.

Wang Zonglin asked, "What is the current food price in Tokyo?"

Being able to see his immediate boss suddenly, Zhou Yan was naturally excited and speechless, he quickly said: "If you go back to Wang Taiwei, two shots per stone."

"Are you reviewing all the merchant ships entering Beijing from the Bian River?"

"Yes, the lower officials will review one by one, and all the merchants will meet in person."

"Then can the food price be reduced to 700 Wen per shi?"

Chapter 218 I Killed His Head, Can Food Prices Come Down? (third change)

Zhou Yan was taken aback, and quickly said: "Wang Taiwei, the food supply is limited."

But Wang Zongyi said: "Isn't there someone maliciously hoarding grain to raise the price of grain?"

Zhou Yan's heart trembled, and he said: "There is absolutely no such thing!"

"Really?" Wang Zonglian glanced at Zhou Yan, he was an old fox, not to mention that Wang Zonglian was a well-known profiteer, what was going on in the merchant's mind, could he have no idea?

"No, last year merchants hoarded food maliciously, which angered the emperor. So many people died, even if the lower officials had a hundred heads, they would not dare to do such a thing again!"

Wang Zonglin nodded, and he was right. The group of people who died last year were not only businessmen, but all officials involved in the incident were also killed.

It stands to reason that no official dares to use his brains here again.

Wang Zonglin asked again: "Then have you threatened those merchants that they must not lower the price?"

Only bad people know how bad their methods are, and only profiteers know how treacherous their methods are.

When Wang Zonglian asked this, Zhou Yan's scalp felt numb, his feet felt cold, and a smile appeared on his face: "Wang Taiwei was joking, how dare I do that."

"It's fine if you don't have it, remember, keep the food price down."

Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment, and said: "Wang Taiwei, the lower officials have already asked, and now the food supply is limited, and the lower officials can't suppress the food with just a word."

"Those merchants are unwilling to sell at low prices?"

"It's because everyone is willing to buy at a high price. There is really no way. Food is limited."

"We'll talk about it later."

"Yes Yes."

After Zhou Yan left, he felt strange all the way, seven hundred wen?

Why is it exactly [-] words?

The Qian brothers and sisters also planned to sell grain in Tokyo for Qibaiwen, what a coincidence.

Zhou Yan didn't take it seriously either.

On the second day, Zhao Ning announced Chen Dong into the hall, and mainly asked about the current situation of the Agriculture Department, and everything went smoothly.

"There is one more thing I want you to do."

"Officials, please order."

"I plan to transfer the management of the granaries on Gyeonggi Road to the Department of Agricultural Affairs. You need to reorganize the grain reserves of the state governments on the basis of the previous ones, and establish a practical grain reserve strategy."

In the Song Dynasty, there was a yamen in charge of food reserves, called Tiju Ping'an Department, but the central management agency was in the Ministry of Households.

Due to the collapse of administration, the management of granaries in various places was lax.

The granary is the most important thing in the agricultural society, and it must be observed.

Now that the new farmland policy is placed in the Department of Agricultural Affairs, it is naturally very convenient to transfer the management of the granary to the unified management.

Chen Dong said: "Officials, I do have something to say about this matter."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Recently, 400 million shi of grain was collected from Gyeonggi Road, and the minister thought that the imperial court could take part of it and sell it at a low price in the states of Gyeonggi Road to lower the price of grain."

"I have this intention, and I will leave this matter to you, and I will transfer it from the General Department of Tiju. I can give you 300 million shi to lower the price of food."

"The official Shengming."

"Oh, by the way, set up a special office in the Department of Agricultural Affairs, called the Grain Storage Bureau, to dispatch the local Department of Promotion and General Affairs. I have already told Zhao Ding about this, and he will assist you in handling it."

"Yes."

"Are there enough people?"

"The manpower is sufficient. Recently, many officials and officials have been added to the Department of Agricultural Affairs."

"Okay, let go and do it. If there is any problem, I will support you!"

At noon, Qian Jinshu was discussing with her elder brother: "Looking at the current situation, let's give up the business in Tokyo."

"Why? Didn't Zhao Guanren say that he would introduce someone to us?"

"I always feel that the water in Tokyo is too deep for us to grasp. It is not easy for our family to accumulate step by step. I don't want to take this risk."

Qian Jinshu said seriously: "Zhou Yan and the others are obviously privately warning all businessmen entering Beijing not to sell at low prices. Regarding the matter of grain, today's emperor killed many people in the capital, and a gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall."

Qian Yuqing sighed: "I have thought about what you said in my brother's heart."

At this moment, Qian Wu ran in from outside: "Officer, someone sent a letter from outside."

Qian Yuqing opened it and saw that it was a letter from the Taifu Temple Commercial Bureau, inviting them to the Commercial Bureau tomorrow to have a talk.

On the second day, Zhao Ning went out of the palace again in casual clothes.

And they went out with Wang Zonglin, to the Yamen of the Commercial and Social Bureau.

Zhao Ning went very low-key, and Wang Zonglin didn't dare to spread the word everywhere.

Not long after, businessmen from Tokyo have arrived one after another.

Zhao Ning sat in an inconspicuous corner and looked around.

After a while, he really saw Wang Cai, Li Xun, Zhu Shen, and some middle-aged men.

Not long after, I saw Zhou Yan coming over again.

After a while, the Qian brothers and sisters also came in.

Zhu Shen said: "Yanei, do you think that is Qian Jinshu?"

Li Xun was a little surprised: "Eh? How did she get in?"

Wang Cai said, "Didn't the yamen help her in?"

"She turned me down and I didn't help her in."

"This is strange, how is she qualified to enter here?"

Wang Cai glanced at a corner, and suddenly said, "That person looks familiar."

"Isn't that Zhao Ning?"

"It's Zhao Ning!"