[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

In fact, in addition to those five kinds, there are also a large number of huizi, guanzi, iron coins, and even tea and salt coins, all of which are currency in circulation in the market.

Xin Qiji's main payment method in Linguo is to scan the QR code, which is used to buy books and commodities in various convenience stores opened by Linliang Enterprises.

In addition to scanning the QR code, there are only two transaction methods: banknotes and copper coins, among which copper coins are the most troublesome-fewer and fewer people use this now.

And when he returned to Lin'an City for a short stay, he not only had to prepare the usual money, but also pay attention to the various currencies used by different shops for transactions.

It’s okay to buy small items, but if you really want to buy some expensive things, you need to discuss the payment method for a long time before you can confirm it.

"As for Qian Yin, which is the most widely circulated in the market today, according to Weichen's observation, there are several reasons for it."

Xin Qiji turned around and subconsciously wrote a simplified character on the blackboard. He paused for a moment, and changed the following characters into traditional characters without changing his face.

There is no banknote book, no exchange, and additional issuance at will.

Each one is a fatal flaw.

Zhao Gou watched him explain the reasoning one by one, then glanced at the slightly abrupt first simplified characters, and put down some thoughts.

Whether it is the emperor or the civil and military officials, they are not fools.

What went wrong, let alone this generation, even 100 years ago, those people in the former court could see that something was wrong.

But everyone can observe the problem, not many people can solve the problem.

"You stop first."

The middle-aged man stood up from the dragon chair, frowned and said, "I know what you mean, but the problem is that the common people won't use it simply by issuing Jiaozi or Qianyin."

This is something they have long recognized.

When silver ingots, copper coins and paper money are popular in the market at the same time, people will tend to keep the 'valuable' metal products at home for storage, and use the paper money that is easy to break and break to complete the transaction.

That is, bad money drives out good money.

And because money is replaced every three years, these banknotes cannot be updated and replaced in real time, and they are circulated more and more frequently in the market, and their value is constantly depreciating.

"In terms of banknotes, it is indeed related to anti-counterfeiting and manufacturing techniques." Xin Qiji glanced at the courtiers in this hall, and asked, "But now we have entered a period of money shortage, right?"

Due to the backwardness of copper mines and copper-casting technology, the Kingdom of Jin has not had a stable currency of its own for a long time, but passively imported coins from the Kingdom of Song, which is regarded as another level of precious metal reserves.

But not only the Kingdom of Jin is importing copper coins and copper wares, other overseas countries such as Korea, Japan and more distant countries are buying copper coins at prices several times higher than the original price.

Two years ago, the annual coinage of the Song Dynasty was [-] guan, and there were also [-] copper coins that could be sold overseas.

What's more troublesome is that there are a large number of wealthy folks casting and storing copper wares privately, and the amount of copper circulating in the market is getting less and less.

If things go on like this, whether it's Jin or Song, the economy will collapse sooner or later.

Although Xin Qiji is not an economist, he can also see the ending from the various examples and analyzes given in the book.

If this problem is not curbed, then paper currency will inevitably lose its credibility completely, and the people will switch to gold and silver or physical exchange for transactions, and this kind of barter relationship is very fragile. Once a natural disaster strikes and productivity declines again, the situation will fall into extremes dilemma.

Once the economic system collapses, war will inevitably break out, and people need to rebuild the government to regain the credibility of the government to issue new currency to maintain their lives.

"This question, and another question, have to be discussed together," Xin Qiji said with emphasis, "But the ban on copper should not be delayed, Your Majesty, please learn from it."

After listening to his analysis part by part, Zhao Gou's face turned livid: "Tang Si Tui."

"The minister—the minister is here!"

"I will pass on my decree. From now on, the whole country will implement a ban on copper - it is strictly forbidden to sell cast copper wares, it is strictly forbidden to hoard a large number of copper wares privately, it is strictly forbidden to export copper coins, and the government will recycle copper products!"

After listening to his order in fear, the prime minister glanced at Xin Qiji with very complicated eyes, and hurriedly saluted and left.

A few years ago, when Wan Yanliang was still the emperor, Jin Guo had already started doing this.

At that time, when the news came back to the Song Dynasty, some courtiers were eager to move, and they also hoped to add tin to the copper coins to reduce the cost of making money.

But these things are confusing issues for most civil servants.

They can't see the truth of things in a nutshell, and they can't understand which link is wrong.

Xin Qiji was a little tired when he said this in one breath.

He already had a cold, and his throat was a little sore now, but no one told him to sit down and drink some water first.

How can a courtier be so spoiled and pampered in front of the emperor!No manners!

"Tell me, what happened to the second thing." Zhao Gou was a little tired of listening, so he called a little eunuch to rub his shoulders and beat his legs, and asked lazily with a cup of tea: "What do you mean? "

When You An spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Nowadays, in the transactions between Linguo and Songguo, there are mostly imports of luxury goods, light industrial products, and military equipment, while most of the exports are handicrafts, such as cloth, satin, porcelain, etc."

He realized that Zhao Gou was a little distracted, and the expressions of the others were getting more and more dazed, so he turned around and held a plum vase with ink patterns from Ge Kiln next to him, to attract the attention of others again.

"Let me give a simple example."

He held up the vase and motioned everyone to take a look at it: "If you sell four boxes of this kind of porcelain a year, you can earn 400 taels of silver. If you sell one box of glass products in Linguo, you can earn 400 taels of silver."

"There are only these in and out in a year, that is, there is no trade difference."

However, what if the State of Song could only sell two boxes of porcelain, but had to import forty boxes of glass?

Then the physical exchange cannot be offset, and hundreds of thousands of precious metals will have to be poured over.

The attitudes of the Linguo Bank and the Finance Institute are very firm, and they are tough on payment methods and tariffs. Moreover, Song State really needs Linguo's goods and weapons, so it is impossible not to make this deal.

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Gou said impatiently, "There is no cure, so just wait for death?"

"No, official." Xin Qiji took a deep breath and said seriously, "I really can't delay the matter of attracting investment."

"Bold!" Several high-ranking officials next to him changed their faces: "It's been laid out for so long just to say this!"

"Your Majesty defended you just now, I'm afraid you really took a lot of benefits from Linguo!"

"The matter of attracting investment is completely being led by the nose by Lin Guo. It's impossible to see how many terms there are and how many calculations are hidden in it. Signing this contract will only give more money to Lin Guo. Why are you at ease!"

"Officials, Xin Qiji's heart can be punished, and he is clearly waiting for a piece of the pie!"

"Officials think twice, don't follow this person's way!"

"What kind of factories and what production lines are all demons!"

"That's enough!" Xin Qiji's expression darkened, and he turned to look at the loudest officials, and asked in a deep voice, "You keep blocking the rise of light industry because you are afraid that your family's silk business will be affected. Can't sell it?!"

"And you," he looked at the other person, his voice faltering and forceful: "You are usually in charge of negotiating glass imports, but now you are afraid that after Lin'an can produce glass by itself, you will no longer be able to touch oil and water!"

He had already received the information network from Linguo and the words from Lu You, and he had a thorough understanding of these people.

"I keep saying that it's for the sake of the country and the people of the Song Dynasty, but in the end, I'm afraid that I will lose a bowl of meat, and regardless of the social unrest in the world, I will pour all the dung-like filth on my head!"

Zhao Gou sipped his tea, as if he didn't hear that the court had begun to argue with each other, just like the audience outside the Colosseum, watching them fight with each other without concern for themselves.

"If you want to make people's lives rich and coins have their original value, you can only develop productivity and technology, so that the crafts of coinage and moneymaking are constantly refined, so that the cultivated grains can be harvested, and factories can be opened. , more refugees have jobs, and more money can flow back to the hands of the common people, so that this gangrene can be alleviated!"

Xin Qiji had been holding back for too long, so he simply said all these words in one breath.

"Only study the Spring and Autumn Period of poetry and books, and only look at the theory of morality, how to cast copper coins well, how to keep rice seedlings from pests, and how to control floods and defend the country!"

"Xin Qiji! You've passed!" Lu You knew that the child would not live long if he was not told to shut up, so he stood up and pretended to be stern: "How can you say such words! Did reading damage your brain? Kneel down and plead guilty!"

When Xin Qiji saw those familiar eyes, he suddenly came out of his feverish state, only forced a smile, knelt down slowly, and said coldly: "I am guilty, please punish me."

The few people who were poked at the sore spot just now also hated this young man who didn't know the severity, and someone sarcastically said: "It's different after going out to read a book, and they will point their noses and scold me as an important minister? "

Zhao Gou looked coldly at the sneering courtier, who immediately shut up.

Zhao Gou didn't like this set of remarks, nor did he like this passive feeling.

Just like the feeling he had when he met Yun Qi——

In front of these people who were tainted with the aura of neighboring countries, it seemed that all the problems could be solved.

But if you want to solve these problems, you must listen to their words, listen to their inexplicable remarks after another, and you will be like a fool who doesn't know anything.

Recognizing your own ignorance and stupidity is sometimes a very self-hating thing, and many people fail to do this.

Although everyone said that they should be respectful and humble, but that was just a show.

Compared with the so-called face and the legitimacy of the so-called sages, Zhao Gou cares more about one word, that is to win.

He is going to win.

He wants to take back the country of the Zhao family, he wants to make the Song Dynasty last for thousands of years, and he wants to solve all these problems so as to avoid future troubles.

In order to win, he can endure many things.

Just like back then, in order to live, he could be a dog without dignity in front of the Emperor of Jin.

"Lu You, you are not strict in discipline, and you will be fined for half a year."

He rubbed his brows, and said in a tired voice, "Take him down."

Many people in the court changed their faces slightly.

This is already tacitly agreeing with his point of view.

You know, this is a big treasonous statement. If it is someone else, they should have been exiled or even beheaded!

But His Majesty only fined Lu You's salary, and asked him to take the uneducated young man back with all his beards and tails!

Now—is the sky going to change now!

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The moment Xin Qiji was taken out of the hall, he was slapped severely.

After this slap, the left side of the face immediately felt burning pain as if it had been scalded, and all the emotions in the mind were instantly emptied.

Xin Qiji didn't cover his beaten face, but looked at Lu You in astonishment.

The body instinctively let the tears spread out, and was forced to press down again.

The other party seemed to be taking him for refuge, quickened his pace and hurried to a safe place.

When he got to a quiet corner, Lu You suddenly turned around and said angrily, "Are you dying!"

The young man stared blankly at the elder and didn't speak for a long time.

"I know what you mean. I've read all the books you mentioned, and I understand what you want to do—" Lu You spoke faster and faster, so fast that he almost choked himself: "But if you I can't even save my life, so why are you talking about governing the country and being loyal to the emperor!"

When Xin Qiji heard the last two words, his heart suddenly ached.

He is no longer a loyal person.

He is very clear about this.

He still loves this country and this piece of land, but his loyalty is not to the unattainable emperor, let alone wagging his tail at him - and this happens to be what the courtiers are best at.

He received these educations, agreed with those concepts, and became more and more accustomed to an equal attitude and an open discussion atmosphere. Now he wants to go back, but he can't do it at all.

"Why are you still in a daze! Do you understand where you are wrong!" Lu You was so angry that he punched him on the shoulder, hoping that the yellow-haired boy would wake up a bit: "You let those ministers It’s so embarrassing that I can’t get off the stage, I’m taking advantage of it—but what about them? They must get it back, and they must find ways to make you tortured and crueler!”

"They don't care about people's livelihood and the right and wrong of reason. They will hate you, punish you, and think of ways to kill you! Do you understand!"

In front of so many people, let these people not step down, even if it is for the sake of the country or the life of the people, they will not be forgiven!

It is also because of this, not to mention Xin Qiji, even Lu You will be a man with his tail between his legs in the future, and don't expect to be promoted or not. He can die safely in Lin'an City because of the blessings of his ancestors!

Xin Qiji listened to his eager and irritable rebuke, and suddenly laughed.

How ridiculous.

A group of people hurriedly sent themselves to study, to study in Jiangyin City, and to school to find the so-called 'way to victory', but in the end they didn't accept the truth at all.

"Tell me," he said slowly, "do some of them already know that this is the truth, but they refuse to be the ones to bear the consequences of the change, so they wait for me to take the blame?"

Lu You's face turned red from scolding, and he just spat and said, "You should have understood earlier!"

From ancient times to the present, the reason why this reform is difficult to develop is because someone needs to come out to take care of it, and someone needs to endorse and take the blame for all this!

This child has been used to such an extent, he finally understands it!

"Lord Lu," Xin Qiji's smile became paler and paler, "Actually, the emperor already understood it, but he refused to make a decision, right?"

No one wants to bear the consequences, nor do they want to bear the eternal infamy.

They were waiting for him, like an unimportant prey.

But he himself is still thinking wholeheartedly about how to restore Song Kingdom to its former glory and how to prevent the people from suffering day after day.

"You said, in fact, the emperor himself doesn't really care about the lives of the people."

What he wants is to be able to take back those territories, and to be able to write the glory of a lifetime.

It’s just that this glory can be written just when the country is about to be restored, isn’t it?

Lu You has never regretted it so much.

He really regretted that he read that box of Linguo books back then, but now he can't scold the child for being whimsical and has no tutor, but he can put himself in his shoes and understand what that You'an is suffering.

"I'll block the storm here." He sighed, tugged on Xin Qiji's sleeve and walked north: "Pack up your things and return to Jiangyin City immediately. Don't come back without my message, absolutely don't come back."

Xin Qiji staggered slightly being dragged by him, and suddenly spoke again: "Uncle Lu."

"Ok?"

"The emperor supports this." He said with a miserable smile, "Although the crimes of disloyalty and filial piety have been blamed on both of us, the matter of the industrial zone is finally about to begin."

Lu You hurried on the road, afraid that guards would chase them away and take them away: "What do you want to say?"

"Uncle Lu, if, if His Majesty agrees to allow everyone to participate in the investment," Xin Qiji gritted his teeth and said, "You must invest in the shares, and give out as much money as you can."

"You'an will take care of your retirement, so don't worry about money."

Lu You paused and sighed again.

"Got it, you idiot."

Xin Qiji was sent to the convoy back to Jiangyin, and was sent out that night.

The gatekeeper also saw his face and didn't intend to stop him.

It was already late at night when he returned home, and the neighborhood was quiet, with no one around.

Walking alone in the dark is like looking for something in nothingness.

He looked at the sky full of stars, and suddenly remembered that Liu Xun once took him to see the nebula of death, and the bright and endless sky.

"—All people will put out the fire, and I alone will hold it high."

"——I have to spend the dark night of my life through this fire."

He touched his cheek subconsciously, but did not touch the tears.

That was crying in my heart.

Faith is collapsing, and all the yearning and admiration of the past are wiped out.

He still remembers Zhao Gou sitting on a high stage with that expression of watching a play that has nothing to do with him.

Xin Qiji walked forward slowly, but when he looked up, he found that the light in the house was on.

It was Liu Xi's room.

He is back?

The young man stood downstairs in silence for a moment, only managed his expression in the mirror, took a deep breath for a moment, and finally took the elevator back to 1203.

The fingerprint lock made no sound when the door was opened, the living room lights were dimmed, and warm yellow light leaked out from under the door of Liu Xi's bedroom.

Finely broken like tassels.

You'an hesitated for a moment, but slowly approached the door, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't organize his words well.

Before he had time to reach out to knock on the door, he heard Li Luan and Liu Xi talking.

It's the weekend now, Liu Xi probably went home for a follow-up visit and rested.

Since the living room was so quiet, he could clearly hear what they were talking through the door.

The door was not closed tightly, and a small crack was exposed.

"Ah Lu's loss of love is really difficult." Li Luan lowered his head to peel an apple for Liu Xi, and lazily said, "Although her boyfriend is an idiot, she may not be able to get out."

"That girl is quite nice," Liu Xi carelessly said while rubbing Mo Mo, who was already asleep, with one hand, "She can't get out of the withdrawal reaction."

Losing a relationship is like quitting drugs. The joy and intimacy that was provided in the past are instantly withdrawn, which will make people sleepless in the middle of the night.

Many people can't bear the withdrawal reaction, and use the way of thinking about their ex to relieve anxiety and uneasiness, and even get back to ask for reunion. In fact, it is not because of love, but because they can't bear the pain of drug withdrawal.

If a relationship is too close and long-term, the brain will form a reward mechanism to continuously secrete pleasant things.

If you withdraw suddenly, you will be in a trance and even start to blame yourself, thinking that everything is your fault.

Liu Xi smiled calmly, obviously very experienced in this kind of thing: "That is her own doom."

"But having said that, Liu Xi," Li Luan handed him an apple, and began to gnaw on the other half: "You have two exes, and you didn't make any mistakes in the bottom line. If you stayed together back then, it would be fine." Are you happy?"

"Because there is no future." Liu Xi sat up straight seriously, and explained: "It is very important to me personally to judge whether a relationship can last for a long time."

If some mistakes are pretended to be corrected just to please the other party, and then exposed after a long time, this relationship will still torture yourself.

Whether it's love, parent-child relationship, or even certain relationships in the workplace.

If there are some things that I mind, no matter how long I endure for it, I will eventually mind it.

At least in love and work, people have the right to refuse.

"There is no future, so you don't even want to enjoy the process?" Li Luan gnawed on an apple and pondered, "If the two of us die alone, there will probably be a bunch of scandals in the Senate."

"The longer the relationship develops, the more painful it is when you leave, isn't it?" Liu Xi waved his hand, took another piece of apple and said, "I don't want to make myself suffer for a long time because of the quickness—— It’s going to be very difficult before the relationship ends and for a long time after.”

There were several knocks on the door suddenly.

Xin Qiji pushed open the door with some embarrassment, showing an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry... I just came home and I just heard you guys chatting."

"It's all right," Li Luan shook the grapefruit in his hand: "Come over and chat together?"

"I... I didn't intend to eavesdrop." Xin Qiji only felt that he had done something wrong, and said awkwardly: "But I care about what you are discussing."

He has never been in love, and he doesn't care about love for the time being.

But he was very concerned about...the so-called relationship, and the so-called separation.

He has endured this system of fatherly theory for a long time.

From the slight discomfort at the beginning to the current torture, even when I knelt down, I was sneering in my heart.

He can no longer serve the emperor.

However, if you follow your inner desires, in the original moral system, you are a traitor, a morally bankrupt, a scum, and a traitor who forgets righteousness for profit.

But if he held his head down and kneeled and kowtowed three times to the man who was not the incarnation of a real dragon, he would instinctively want to vomit.

Only one year has passed, and every day he travels back and forth between neighboring Song Kingdoms, he suffers incomparably.

Those people are all people who have studied the Four Books and Five Classics, and even come from famous families.

But they are full of morality and benevolence, how many of them really care about what the country will develop into, and how many of them really care about the life and death of the people?

So disappointed, one could even say,

So desperate.

The bedroom gradually became quiet, except for Xin Qiji's whispering voice.

And the sound of Liu Zi peeling grapefruit.

Li Luan stroked the young man's back, making him relax.

"I feel very confused..." Xin Qiji murmured, "In order to protect me, Uncle Lu sent me back to Jiangyin City in an emergency, and went to bear the criticism and embarrassment of others alone."

This made him feel guilty and painful, and made him hate everything about that palace city.

Li Luan glanced at Liu Xi who was concentrating on peeling grapefruits, and was silent for a while.

"The monarchy is to treat the country as the private property of the family and regard power as its own property, right?"

"Democracy, where people delegate power to those who are better suited to participate in running the country."

"But, You'an, you have to understand a truth."

"The two are equal, at least in my understanding, there is no distinction between good and bad, there is no difference between good and bad."

Li Luan looked into his eyes with a calm and gentle tone: "Which one you want to lean towards is just a choice."

Faced with an equal choice, there is no moral shackles, no interest entanglement, and no need to pay attention to other people's criticism and blame.

Just like whether you like the same sex or not, whether you are bisexual or not.

Just like tomato scrambled eggs with sugar or salt.

You are completely free in this choice.