Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

"This is the money that people use today." The officials below carefully took a bunch of copper coins and sent them to Lin Yuan.

After Lin Yuan took it, he looked it over carefully. On the front of this copper coin was "Zhi Zheng Zhi Treasure", on the back were "Auspicious" and "Power Banknote", and there were also markings of "five cents" and "one coin".

This is the copper coin of Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty.

Lin Yuan had never made copper coins before—it was not stable enough, and the territory was not big enough, even if he made money himself, it would not be easy to circulate.

Made into banknotes?The common people's acceptance should be good. After all, the Yuan Dynasty did a good job on banknotes, but anti-counterfeiting is too troublesome.

Making copper coins, gold and silver, Lin Yuan felt that this was a step backward.

After all, he already had banknotes, and Lin Yuan felt it was a pity to exchange them for copper coins, gold and silver.

Lin Yuan asked: "Can the people outside still use money?"

Can this money be used by the surrounding prefectures and counties, or is it only used by Pingjiang?

The official saw Lin Yuan for the first time, and his heart jumped out of his chest. He deeply felt that this was the closest he was to being promoted in his life, so he quickly said: "I'm looking at the food outside, and you can't buy a hundred coins. You can’t even buy the cheapest grain.”

Lin Yuan nodded: "This money can no longer be used."

The official swallowed: "Yes, yes, your lord is right!"

Lin Yuan looked at this official. He was about [-] years old. If it was placed in the Taiping period, it would be the age to retire and return home. However, the retirement of officials is different from modern times. There is no fixed retirement time. Children who strive for success will complain in advance. After all, if the old man does not go down, the newcomer will not be able to get up. No emperor would be willing to let his family be all high-ranking officials. If it is a small official, then it doesn't matter.

But there are also some who know that their children and grandchildren will not be able to get their own seats, and they are seven or eighty years old. As long as the emperor doesn't mention it, they will pretend not to know their age and continue to work.

"It's better to make copper coins." Lin Yuan said to the officials, "God bless China" is engraved on the front, and on the back... we will talk about it in a few days..."

He has to think about it, making copper coins has a year name, so he is now the emperor?

It didn't match his plan, so Lin Yuan could only say to the officials: "Use the real money first."

The official didn't know what Lin Yuan was thinking, but it was impossible for him to ask, so he quickly said, "Your Excellency is right!"

Lin Yuan was laughed at by the sixty old man, and asked him with a smile, "Where are you from?"

The official quickly said: "Xiaguan, a native of Pingjiang, surnamed Sun, Sun Zhilin!"

This man had a loud voice, his words sounded like a roar, his face was flushed, and he looked a few years younger.

"What was it for?" Lin Yuan asked again.

Sun Zhilin's eyes were bulging big—he was born with small eyes, and he seemed to be squinting at people. In order not to make Lin Yuan think that he was disrespectful, he bulged his eyes so hard that he didn't even dare to blink: "Xiaguan was originally Guan Zhuangzi. of!"

Zhuangzi is owned by the public, and every year the money and food earned by the village have to be handed over to the warehouse. This job can be said to be good or bad.

The good thing is that this must be oily, although it will not be too much, but it will never be less.

The bad thing is that you can't get in touch with the center of power if you do this, even a small official below is more important than his words.

A group of people went down in Pingjiang, so he was brought up.

Lin Yuan asked him, "How is your family doing now?"

Sun Zhilin smiled brightly: "Well, it's much better than before! It's all the benefits brought by you, my lord, and the people of Pingjiang are watching! There is no one more wise and powerful than you."

It's not difficult to be praised by others, Lin Yuan is used to it, and after a few more words with Sun Zhilin, he told people to go down.

There is still no rush to mint new money.

Now to get copper coins out, the flow is still a big problem.

Only when money is in circulation can it be meaningful, otherwise it is dead money.

Can't be in a hurry, still can't be in a hurry.

Lin Yuan sat on the chair with a blank expression on his face, thinking about what he had done along the way.

Some things are still too urgent.

There should be no rush.

He is seriously introspecting.

He wanted to change everything that should be changed in one go, but he never thought that the world is so chaotic, people's minds are unstable, and good things can sometimes turn into bad things. If there is a caring person...

Lin Yuan finally found out that Song Shizhao was right about one thing, that is, the people were too tired.

The common people needed to recuperate, Lin Yuan became too fast, and the common people couldn't keep up.

Lin Yuan felt a little weak and leaned back on the chair. The tea in hand was already cold, but the servants didn't dare to come in to change the tea without him asking. He finished the cup of cold tea, feeling that his throat and stomach were cold.

He hadn't felt this powerless for a long time.

Is he wrong?

Lin Yuan felt that his idea was correct, and what should be changed should be changed.

But he shouldn't be so fast, and his methods shouldn't be so straightforward.

Lin Yuan ordered his servants: "Director Song, please come."

The servants responded, and within half an hour, the servants had already arrived.

Lin Yuan personally invited Song Shizhao in.

"Sir." Lin Yuan stood in front of Song Shizhao and said, "After thinking about it, I found that Mr. is right."

Song Shizhao was very clear about his position now, and he didn't dare to take Joe in front of Lin Yuan, so he quickly said: "I have thought about it carefully, I have made mistakes, my lord's direction is right, it is because I am ignorant."

The two looked at each other, and Lin Yuan sighed: "Pingjiang today is not my Pingjiang."

This piece of land is his, but the people have not yet returned. For Gao You, Nan Bodhisattva is a life-saving medicine and the only lifeline in their hands. That's why they can quickly keep up with Lin Yuan's pace. It's because they didn't think about anything, they did what Lin Yuan said, so Lin Yuan felt that it was normal because of their strong action.

But it's not.

Pingjiang is a counterexample.

The people in Pingjiang live a quiet and peaceful life, and they are rich. Even the most ordinary households don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Small households have servants, and those with a little money have a collection of books at home—this era Not everyone can have a collection of books. Generally speaking, books are passed down from father to son, from son to grandson, and from generation to generation, so that they can be called family traditions.

For a collection of books, there must be dozens of books to be called a collection of books.

Although movable type has been printed, books have always been the property of the ruling class, and not everyone can read, otherwise there would not be so many illiterates.

During the Taiping period, books were wealth, and the more books a family had, the nobler the family and the higher their social status.

When Father Lin asked to marry the old lady Yang, what he valued was also the collection of books in Father Yang's hands. The poor Yang family couldn't even afford to eat, so they didn't want to sell books, and would rather starve to death with those books.

It's a pity that Father Lin's idea fell through. After Yang's marriage, Father Yang relied on Father Lin's dowry to take a breather, and adopted a boy from the family. Naturally, his collection of books and family property would also be passed on to this boy.

If there are too many scholars, they will be unruly. They think they know 1 truths. They are just unlucky, otherwise one or two can go straight to the sky.

On the contrary, people who don't study are obedient, they don't understand the big truth, they only know what the people above say.

Only then did Lin Yuan understand why the ancients had always restricted common people from reading - apart from the expensive pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the more important thing was the rule.

Lin Yuan said to Song Shizhao, "I have something to trouble you, sir."

Song Shizhao: "The next official must do it properly."

Lin Yuan: "Writing meetings, those scholars... have to be punished."

Lest they come to get in the way, their eyes are high and their hands are low, and they speak the truth clearly. Opening their mouths, they are sages talking about the principles of Confucius and Mencius. In Lin Yuan's eyes, they are not as useful as farmers who cultivate the land. Farmers can bring food anyway. What will these people do?

Not doing production, only studying hard, even becoming an official—Lin Yuan was afraid that they would go out and harm one side.

Song Shizhao smiled and said, "Then leave it to the subordinate officials."

So Song Shizhao selected more than 20 people to submit posts, and invited their sons and grandsons to participate in the literary meeting. The literary meeting is an elegant event. A little rippling can attract prostitutes, and the poems written can be sung by prostitutes, and it is also an anecdote for literati to spread.

Sometimes Lin Yuan didn't understand that it was this group of people who looked down on prostitutes the most, and it was also this group of people who praised prostitutes the most.

Ten out of ten confirmed the ancient version of "True Fragrance".

Those who were handed invitations by Song Shizhao all went, and all of them were quite excited.

After all, although Song Shizhao was left out in the cold before, he was brought by Nan Bodhisattva recently, not to mention worse than before, obviously better than before.

Is it still a bad thing to hug such a leg?

Besides, Nan Bodhisattva hasn't held the imperial examination yet, and he has no chance to be promoted, but as long as Song Shizhao recommends them, with their abilities, it's easy to become an official?

Song Shizhao first chatted with them from house to house, and he knew everyone's name. He even knew who the other party's father was, whether anyone in the family was famous, and knew all the books in each family. He was praised by this group of scholars. smug.

Then Song Shizhao said: "Now that the Southern Bodhisattva has just arrived in Pingjiang, there are many things to do, but there are not enough people to perform them well."

The group of scholars began to sigh along with them, saying, "How can this be done!"

"Yes, after all, there are few scholars, and even fewer people understand the truth. What do the common people know? They are just fools."

……

Song Shizhao praised them again, saying that they were all rare talents, and he was afraid that they would not be willing to help. After all, scholars are noble, so he rashly invited them to be officials, fearing that they would feel humiliated.

The group of scholars also said: "Where is Director Song, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Although we are scholars, we also know the priorities. How can we be so unreasonable?"

So Song Shizhao was very happy, and immediately appointed a few people to go with him to meet Nan Bodhisattva.

Before waiting for the other dozen or so scholars to speak, he dragged them away.

Lin Yuan also appointed them officials—they have no real power, they look like shit.

When these scholars returned home, they realized in a daze that they were officials?

As soon as a few of them appeared, other scholars hated and envied them. The most powerful thing about scholars is their pen and mouth. They unite and plan to get those few people down.

But in this way, these people began to become Lin Yuan's echoers.

After all, they also discovered that it is not difficult to be an official, as long as Nan Bodhisattva sees them, they can become a blockbuster.