I am a ruler in troubled times

No matter how important paper is, can it be more important than food?

The most important thing is that in recent years, Xiliang has become more and more short of food. If this problem is not solved, the Xiliang army may have problems at any time.

Liang Wang felt that the difference between selling grain and selling Zhao paper was that Zhao Guo paid more attention to the evidence of Xiliang than that of Zhao Guo of Dongliang.

Even though he has realized that if Zhao Guo controls Xiliang's food, Xiliang may not escape the fate of being annexed by Zhao Guo in the long run. Liang Wang pinched his nose and recognized it when he heard that the party was attacking again.

As long as he still has the Xiliang Army in his hands, he will definitely live longer than his stupid brother.

On the other side, Prince Rui and Prince Liang had similar thoughts.

He felt that compared with Xiliang, Zhao Guo proposed more lenient conditions for Dongliang, obviously wanting to keep Dongliang behind Xiliang.

Zhao Guo sells grain in Xiliang, which is equivalent to holding Xiliang's life gate.

In Dongliang, only Zhao paper is sold, and it is still sold at a price far lower than the market price.

Isn't this taking the initiative to send money to Dongliang to maintain their relationship?

In this way, the envoys of Shuangliang finally left Xianyang before the spring plowing of the following year.

Not only Prince Liang and Prince Rui were very satisfied, Song Peiyu was also very satisfied.

With Dongliang as a buffer, it can not only spread the word that Zhao Paper is high quality and cheap, but also blame Prince Rui for breaking the existing paper pricing.

The idea of ​​letting children from poor families study and gradually popularize education can also be explored quietly in Dongliang.After waiting for three to five years, whether it is Xiliang, which eats Zhao Guo's food, or Dongliang, who learns from Zhao Guowen, the common people's thoughts on Zhao Guo will undergo earth-shaking changes.

The so-called boiling frogs in warm water is like this.

It's just that Song Peiyu's pot is big, and two of them are cooked in one pot.

At the same time, after receiving the news that Zhao Guo's shops in Xiliang and Dongliang had successfully opened, resulting in empty streets, Song Peiyu was in a good mood and fed Chongyi a piece of hard candy.

Chong Yi didn't expect such a good thing, he lazily looked at the letter in Song Peiyu's hand, "What's written on it?"

After listening to Song Peiyu's answer, Chong Yi yawned, and the interest he mentioned just disappeared completely with the naked eye.

Song Peiyu was so annoyed by Chong Yi's appearance that she couldn't laugh or cry, and was about to say a few words to Chong Yi when she saw Eunuch An coming in from outside with a smile on his face.

"But there is a happy event, why are you so happy?" Song Peiyu asked casually.

Eunuch An nodded heavily, "Great joy!"

Seeing Song Peiyu's curious face, Eunuch An was even happier, and turned his head to Chongyi with a smile, "The concubine of Prince Su's mansion is pregnant, Your Majesty asked you to open the storeroom to show some things."

Chong Yi waved his hand casually, and didn't take it seriously, "Go and choose, and you don't have to come back and forth with me."

Eunuch An cast a reproachful glance at Chong Yi, took out the account book he had brought and put it in front of Song Peiyu, "Master Song, what do you want to reward?"

Song Peiyu has already realized that the concubine of Su Wang's mansion is pregnant, why did Emperor Yonghe specially ask Chongyi to reward her.

Is this the hope that the concubine's room of King Su's mansion will give birth to a boy, so that Chong Yi will have an heir?

Song Peiyu absent-mindedly pointed to two things, and added two more at the suggestion of Eunuch An.

After Eunuch An was overjoyed and left, Song Peiyu turned to look at Chong Yi, and whispered, "If this is a boy, would you carry this child to the East Palace?"

"Of course not." Chong Yi frowned in disgust, holding the scripture book in one hand, and put the other on Song Peiyu's shoulder, "It's just right to raise it with my aunt, if you're really worried, send it to my aunt, what will you do for me? "

Song Peiyu smiled, the worry that had just arisen in her heart dissipated immediately, and stretched out her hand to smooth the wrinkles between Chong Yi's eyebrows.

If it was a boy, there would probably be fewer memorials in the court urging Chongyi to marry a wife and take concubines like flowing water?