Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

In fact, Song Qingyuan has always felt that the current official system in Mobei still has a lot of room for improvement, but since it would be very troublesome to completely overthrow and rebuild, it is better to start with civil and water conservancy projects and gradually establish a similar "Ministry of Industry". department out.

As a test point, it can also be an example. In the future, when the official system is reformed, other departments can directly refer to the official position setting of the Ministry of Industry.

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"Your Highness, do you want to go to Muhe Tribe?"

In the largest tent in the valley, someone suddenly lifted the curtain, a head came in, and asked the person in the tent.

Last week, the tea trees in the tea farm also reached the stage of pruning and shaping.

The pruning this time is mainly to prune the top part of the tea tree, which can inhibit the growth of the top branches and leaves of the tea tree, promote the germination of branch buds on both sides, and increase the branches.

Reasonable pruning can expand the picking area.Pruning itself also requires sufficient knowledge and experience.There are certain rules about where to cut and where to leave.After pruning, there should be cooperation in terms of fertilizer, water, and soil.

The finalization of the tea tree is closely related to the output and quality of subsequent tea leaves, and also involves a lot of professional knowledge.No one dares to treat it carelessly.

Although Song Qingyuan has never grown tea himself, but because he has dealt with many tea houses in his previous life, he is much more familiar with this aspect than Boyan and others.

Boyan and the others saw tea trees for the first time, and Song Qingyuan was not at ease to entrust them with the pruning.In addition, the war with Nan Zhou had also come to an end, so he had nothing to worry about, so he took his people to the Wolf God Snow Mountain and personally watched the pruning project.

Today, due to the weather, the task of pruning was suspended for a day, so Song Qingyuan stayed in the big tent, looking at the growth of different varieties of tea trees recorded by the person in charge of the tea house during this period.

Seeing someone coming, Song Qingyuan put down the brochure, beckoned him to come in, and asked casually, "What am I going to Muhe Tribe for?"

Wu Qi's face was taken for granted: "Didn't the king want the teacher to return to the court?"

It took Song Qingyuan a moment to understand what he meant.Lian Ti's army would pass by the Muhe Tribe before returning to the royal court, but Lian Ti is not a three-year-old kid, so does he need to go to greet the teacher when he returns to the court?

Wu Qi knew Song Qingyuan's attitude just by looking at Song Qingyuan's expression. He scratched his head in embarrassment, and was about to make up for what he said just now, when he heard a somewhat indifferent voice from the big tent.

"I see. When I finish my work here, if I have time, I will go to the Muhe Tribe to welcome the returning soldiers."

"Your Highness, are you going? I thought..." Wu Qina answered subconsciously.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a moderate cough from behind him.

Wu Qina quickly shut up, and smiled embarrassingly, "Your Highness, that... I, I just remembered that I have something to do, so I will not bother Your Highness for now."

Song Qingyuan didn't say yes or no, he waved lightly with the hand holding the record book, and Wu Qina quickly lowered his head and slipped out of the big tent.

"Fortunately, you reminded me just now, otherwise..." Wu Qina clicked his tongue, and said to the bodyguard beside him, "I messed up this matter."

As Lian Ti's most caring subordinate, he, Wu Qina, will definitely spare no effort to match the relationship between the King and His Highness.

Wu Qina left the camp with his hands behind his back with the pride of being retired.

There was also Boyan who didn't know why in the big tent. Looking at the curtain that was still swinging, he asked Song Qingyuan hesitantly: "Didn't the king of Mobei just pass by the Muhe Tribe when he returned to the court, and then went straight to the village?" Is Ju Lushan going back to the royal court? Your Highness, why do you have to make such a special trip? It is also troublesome."

This behavior always reminded Boyan that when he was in the tribe, his father would go out with the patriarch, and his mother would stand on the slope to greet the soldiers on the day they returned to the tribe.

Every time my father saw his mother standing on the slope with the hem of her clothes blown up by the wind, he would be very happy, and he rushed forward with his horse, and then carried his mother on the horse's back and walked slowly towards the tribe.

But he absolutely dare not say these words, he can only say a few words silently in his heart.

Song Qingyuan was stunned for a long time, and then he said, "The official road from Muhe Tribe to Dingyuan City is about to start, I'm not at ease, so let's go and have a look."

"So that's the case." Boyan nodded suddenly, and blamed himself for thinking too much.

How could he misunderstand the relationship between His Highness and their king?

Song Qingyuan touched the tip of his nose, and handed the brochure in his hand to Boyan, "Go and return it to the person in charge of the tea house. You must remember to pay attention to the humidity of the soil in the past few days. Once you find that there is too much water, you must immediately open ditches to drain the water. .”

Boyan quickly responded.

When he took the booklet, he subconsciously squeezed the thickness of the booklet, and then asked with a look of surprise: "Did Your Highness finish reading such a thick book so quickly?"

Song Qingyuan gave an expressionless "hmm".

"Then the subordinate will go down first, and don't disturb His Highness."

"Go."

Boyan bid farewell and left, still muttering, "It's only been less than half an hour in total, Your Highness can read things really fast."

In fact, it was just building a road, why did he need to go there in person?

Song Qingyuan loosened the hand holding the booklet, bowed his head and smiled.

But thinking of the letters sent by Lian Ti, although he didn’t say it clearly, but the word miss was revealed between the lines, and he felt that he spent a few days on the road, just to be the first time he set foot on this land. It's worth it to see yourself.

"When you're done working these few days, pack your things and go back to the royal court." Song Qingyuan pursed his lips and instructed Jiang Duo.

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It was already more than ten days later when we set off for Muhe Tribe.

On the way, Heliantai also took the initiative to negotiate peace with Mobei, allocating the land west of Quzhou to them, and at the same time made an agreement of non-aggression and friendly exchanges.

Although I don't know how long such a peace agreement can last, at least within a few years, there will be no more wars on the border between Mobei and Southern Zhou.

In the whole incident, the only thing that surprised Song Qingyuan was that his cheap father didn't take advantage of the fire.

He couldn't be more clear about Song Shenxu's personality.

Although he doesn't know what kind of enmity it is, but the old man has always regarded the annexation of the Southern Zhou Dynasty as his lifelong ideal.For this reason, not only can they abandon their relatives, bear infamy, and even almost give up everything about themselves.

He felt that becoming the ruler of the Central Plains had almost become the obsession of the old man, and if he couldn't do it, he would die in peace.

But in this situation before, Song Shenxu didn't take advantage of the chaos to send troops south, which seemed a bit unusual.

Could it be that the old man has no money for the war?Song Qingyuan frowned and guessed.

He knew before that Song Shenxu had a lot of financial problems, otherwise he would not have given up the face of the next country and sent his son to the Southern Zhou Dynasty as a proton in exchange for a new year's gift.

When Song Qizhen intervened in the salt industry, the reason why Song Shenxu was so angry was not only because he had a heart of disobedience, but also because of the fact that the salt and iron government camp was Song Shenxu's important financial income.

It won't be so difficult that you can't even fight a battle, right?

Song Qingyuan was a little gloating, so he wrote a letter to Qin Zizhen in Yanyun and asked Jiang Duo to send it.

Soon, he received a reply from Qin Zizhen.Just as Song Qingyuan expected, Song Shenxu's financial crisis had indeed reached a very serious point.

And Qin Zizhen also mentioned in the letter that Song Shenxu's financial problems were actually caused by him.

"Your Highness, what makes you so happy?" Jiang Duo asked with some doubts.

Song Qingyuan shook his head with a smile, and said, "I didn't expect that those tribes in Haijina would have their abacus on Yan Yun's head."

Seeing Jiang Duo's expression becoming more and more bewildered, Song Qingyuan put down the letter and explained the reason to him.

Initially, the tribes in Haijina had the most rampant private salt business. Later, when the lake salt was produced, Song Qingyuan allowed them to freely sell salt, and those people expanded their original business several times.

It's just that they sold private salt from the Central Plains to sell in Mobei, but now the buyer and seller have switched identities, and they just bought salt to the Central Plains.

However, the market in the Southern Zhou Dynasty was also limited. After discovering that the competition for selling salt in the Southern Zhou Dynasty was too great, some of them turned their attention to Yanyun.

It happened that Song Shenxu raised the price of salt a lot in order to make money, and the salt from Mobei entered Yanyun's market very smoothly.

Song Shenxu's roots in Yanyun are not strong at all, and his control over the border is even looser.After bribing the soldiers guarding the city, low-priced and high-quality salt was widely circulated in Yanyun.

However, there is a lot of money to be made here, and it has been concealed layer by layer. Even if Song Shenxu found out that the income of the salt camp was wrong, he couldn't find any clues for a while.

Yanyun has a vast land and few people, and has recruited soldiers year after year. The main source of income is salt and iron. Now Song Qingyuan has unintentionally disturbed the salt income of the government camp. Song Shenxu is not even close to fighting.

After Nan Zhou found out that Yan Yun didn't send troops south as frequently as before, he directly took the opportunity to cut the annual gift by half, but Song Shenxu had nothing to do with them.

After learning that his cheap father had been very unhappy recently, Song Qingyuan was in a very happy mood for the next few days.

Even Amur, who has always been very nervous, found out. When leading the way, he did not forget to secretly ask the accompanying attendants for the reason.

When they set foot on Muhe Grassland again, everyone including Song Qingyuan was very surprised.

Unexpectedly, in just two years, the Muhe Tribe has undergone tremendous changes that can be called a makeover.

In addition to the fact that there are many more tents on the grassland than before, there are also dozens of large and small workshops such as papermaking and beef processing neatly distributed in the tribe.There are several decent restaurants and guest houses in the middle, presumably for the traders who come and go.

The people who came and went in the tribe looked much better dressed than before, and their complexions were ruddy.Seeing Song Qingyuan and his party, they all gathered around and said some auspicious words, and many people even hurried back to their tents, took fresh melons and fruits and handed them to Song Qingyuan.

The superiority and inferiority on the grassland are not so clear, whether it is love or dislike, the expression of emotion is mostly straightforward and enthusiastic.Everyone likes Song Qingyuan, so they want to surround him and let him see their most ardent intentions.

Song Qingyuan was also infected by such emotions, he smiled and talked to everyone, turned his head and gestured with his eyes to Jiang Duo to accept all the flowers and fruits handed over by the people.

When it was time for the large tent that Amur had prepared for him, not to mention Jiang Duo, even the dozen or so attendants behind him had their hands full, which showed that the people of the Muhe tribe loved Song Qingyuan more.

The author says:

Boyan, be bold, they are that kind of relationship.You have come very close to the truth.