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Chapter 177 Isn't it Reasonable Who Proposes Who Completes It?(1/2)

Chapter 177 Isn’t it reasonable that whoever proposes it completes it? (Here we come!)

The 12 articles of famine policy did not appear until the Qing Dynasty. The disaster relief in the Qing Dynasty combined the achievements of the predecessors and formed a complete set of disaster relief procedures.

When a local disaster occurs, disaster reporting, disaster investigation, household review, relief, and disaster relief are carried out according to procedures.

A set of interlocking procedures, the famine policy was gradually institutionalized, and it was much better than the famine relief policy of the Song Dynasty. Such a complete and institutionalized set of things was naturally very shocking to the monarchs and ministers at this time.

Jia Changchao told Zeng Gongliang: "...I originally wanted to resign from my position and find a place to shine, but Ju Zheng convinced me.

Ju Zheng said that I can save my face by resigning, but it is of no use to the people. Now that the spring rains are not coming, farming will be difficult. If there is one less harvest, people in the world will starve to death.

Then Ju Zheng showed me such a barren policy, saying that as long as I am here, this barbaric government can be carried out 60-70% of the time, and 67% of the people in the world who should have starved to death can survive, and the number of them is more than a million.

I deeply agree.

So I met with Your Majesty with these 12 articles of famine policy. His Majesty was very surprised when he saw it. Your Majesty also believed that the most important thing at that time was to save the famine, and the rest was just idle, so Your Majesty asked me to cooperate with him.

When this happens..."

Jia Changchao smiled bitterly, "...Of course it doesn't look good, and it will damage my reputation. If word spreads, people in the world will ridicule me for being too thick-skinned, but..."

Jia Changchao's face became determined again, "... Compared with the lives of millions of people, my face is nothing!"

After hearing this, Zeng Gongliang admired Jia Changchao's ability to endure humiliation, but also felt worried: "The 12 articles for famine relief are indeed very complete, but it is very difficult to implement them one by one.

There are two out of ten famine policies: the first is to prepare for the disaster, the second is to eradicate evil, the third is to rescue the famine, the fourth is to provide relief, the fifth is to reduce the amount of money, the sixth is to lend money, the seventh is to pay taxes, the eighth is to postpone the levy, the ninth is to facilitate trade, and the tenth is to

To persuade defeat, one out of ten cases is called construction, and two out of ten cases is called exile.

Preparing for famine is to prepare for famine. In the Song Dynasty, there was Changpingcang, and eradicating evil was to remove pests and diseases. We can also do various tasks of famine relief. We can combine relief and reduction. As long as there is still food in the Changpingcang, we can still carry out it.

It is routine to impose taxes and defer taxes. Although next year's taxes will be significantly reduced, it is worth it as long as we get through the disaster year.

To encourage defeat through trade, it is difficult to mobilize merchants and local gentry, but you can always give it a try. Businessmen like profits, and trade is their favorite, so there is no way to persuade them to lose. Those who donate more will ask for discussion, and those who donate less will ask for discussion.

If you give me a plaque to commend you, there will always be someone willing.

Loans, construction, and exile would all require a substantial investment of money, and I'm afraid the court simply cannot afford it.

In fact, even the above items that are possible are only feasible in the early stage. The food in Changpingcang is not unlimited. The Song Dynasty is very big, and it is extremely difficult to import it from the outside. Alas, with the national power of the country, how can it be possible?

arrive?"

Zeng Gongliang is indeed a person who can enter the political hall. Although he admires the 12 articles of the absurd policy, he has questioned its enforceability.

This is not questioning the 12 articles of Huangzheng, but questioning whether the Song Dynasty can do it.

Jia Chaochang smiled and said: "Ming Zhong, the amazing thing about Ju Zheng is not that he can make suggestions. The key is that once he makes suggestions, he always has a way to implement them, right?"

Zeng Gongliang laughed when he heard this: "Exactly, he should just let the headache go!"

The two old foxes looked at each other and laughed.



Zhang Heng ordered people to escort Xia Anqi to Dali Temple.

Seeing Xia Anqi being taken away, Zhang Mazi asked in a low voice: "Should we kill him? Keeping him will always be a source of trouble."

Zhang Heng glanced at Zhang Mazi and said: "Don't bring the habits from the sea to Bianjing, this is not a lawless place!..."

Zhang Heng scolded Zhang Mazi, but Zhang Mazi didn't take it seriously and wasn't angry. Instead, he chuckled and said: "...If we don't kill these villains, they will still be in trouble in the future. If we give them a chance, they will be in trouble in the future."

I still have to cause trouble for you, Mr. Boss."

Zhang Heng stopped, shook his head and said: "Xia Anqi doesn't matter, Xia Song is the big trouble."

Zhang Mazi said: "Can't we implicate Xia Song from Xia Anqi?"

Zhang Heng pondered carefully, shook his head and said: "It's difficult, Xia Song is far away in the northwest, so he is completely out of the way.

Of course, if Dali Temple can find definite evidence from Xia Song's home, it can be implicated.

However, Xia Song was probably not involved in the central bank affairs. If it was just the matter of impeaching Jia Xianggong, this matter might not be able to affect him. After all, it is a common practice to "immune three ministers in case of disaster".

In some ways, it also exempts the officials from responsibility. When the officials know about it, not only will they not blame them, but they may feel grateful in their hearts.

If you don’t believe me, just take a look and see that Gao Ruona, the imperial censor, will not be demoted for impeaching Prime Minister Jia.”

Zhang Mazi said worriedly: "Xia Song is extremely vicious. If we send his son to Dali Temple, he will definitely look for opportunities to take revenge in the future.

That’s all for now, if he is allowed to ascend to the throne in the future, with this person’s viciousness, I’m afraid that the entire Quanzhou maritime merchants, and even the entire Fujian Road, will be harmed and retaliate!”

Zhang Heng nodded and said: "Then we need to work together to prevent him from getting into the position."

Zhang Mazi nodded vigorously: "Yes, Sir, Zhang Mazi has remembered this, for as long as we Fujian people have, Xia Song will not be able to ascend to the throne for a day.

The imperial court hopes that you, Sir, will be in charge. Although we Fujianese are far away in Fujian, if we need money, people, or anything else, Sir, just give us your orders!"

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Does the rest of the people think so too?"

Zhang Mazi nodded affirmatively: "Before coming, all colleagues held a meeting and we unified our thinking. The more stable you are in the court, sir, the less we Fujianese will decline!

Nowadays, Quanzhou's maritime trade is popular all over the world. Sir, we are not bragging. As long as maritime trade is not banned for a day, the people of Quanzhou will never die of hunger and will not be short of money.

But Sir, no one has spoken for us in the court before, so we have suffered enough of being forgotten by the court. Now that you speak for us, we can straighten our backs.

Therefore, Sir, you must make the government more stable, and we Quanzhou people will definitely help us. Whatever is needed from us, we will do it!"

Zhang Heng patted Zhang Mazi on the shoulder with emotion, and Zhang Mazi smiled with flowers all over his face.

Zhang Heng chuckled softly and said: "Quanzhou is far away from the imperial court, and it does suffer from the lack of policies. Even if Fujian produces Jinshi, they are often suppressed because they are southerners, and not many can reach high positions.

But things are different now. Now that my two teachers are here, the interests of Fujian people can finally be taken seriously, which is a good thing..."

Zhang Heng pondered for a while and said: "...You go back and tell all the fellow villagers that I, Zhang Heng, was born in Fujian and will always be a Fujianese. I dare not forget the expectations of the fellow villagers.

I keep Zheng in mind, and if Fujian people need Ju Zheng in the future, Ju Zheng won’t dare to refuse!”

Zhang Mazi was very happy and wanted to turn over and kneel down to Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng stretched out his hand to support Zhang Mazi and said in surprise: "Brother Mazi, what are you doing?"

Zhang Mazi raised his head and looked at Zhang Heng and said: "This is what the fellow villagers have told me. I must kowtow to you on behalf of the people of Fujian to thank you for your contribution to Fujian!"

Sir, to be honest, if it weren't for the worry that your career would be affected, the people of Quanzhou would probably build a shrine to you. But I heard that doing so would make people suspicious, so they stopped me.

Quanzhou has developed extremely rapidly in the past few years. You have not gone back to see it. You will definitely be very happy when you have the opportunity to do so in the future.

In several counties in Quanzhou, there are no longer poor people. Every household has built a new house and purchased a carriage. Many families will support at least one scholar. Some wealthy people even have entire families who want to study!

If this continues, our Fujian, especially our Quanzhou, will develop into a wealthy place in the world that is not inferior to Kaifeng and Hangzhou, and this is all due to the planning of the boss!..."

Zhang Heng asked curiously: "The whole family has studied, so who will go to sea?"

Zhang Mazi said with a smile: "You have to go to sea to study. Everyone says that you are a scholar, so your sharp eyes and superior methods are just because of studying.

Therefore, we Quanzhou people all have to study. Even if we go overseas, scholars have an advantage. Whether it is learning the language or understanding local customs, or even communicating with local government officials, scholars have more advantages!"

Zhang Heng was happy when he heard this: "That's the truth. Scholars have a broad vision and are logical in doing things. It's not just the benefits of taking the imperial examination. No matter who you are, if you read more books, you will get the open-mindedness of a book, which is a good thing!"

Zhang Mazi was a little embarrassed and said: "Even I, the villain, asked my husband to teach me how to read at home. Although I can't read the Four Books and Five Classics, I like to listen to history. If I listen too much, my mind will be clear and I won't be able to read."

I'm as confused as before, hehe."

This actually made Zhang Heng a little impressed: "Live and learn until you are old. You Zhang Mazi understand this clearly."



An existential crisis for the central bank was turned into safety with the help of Quanzhou Commercial Bank.

Zhang Heng did not give up such an opportunity to promote and strengthen, and immediately ordered Tong Boding to organize people to continuously publicize the crisis and establish the image of the central bank.

In order for the central bank to attract more people to deposit their deposits into the central bank, the central bank was suddenly crowded, with thousands of people coming to deposit money every day.

But this is just one of the opportunities. The greater opportunity lies among the 27 banks participating in the encirclement and suppression of the central bank.

The Jiangnan Bank controlled by Han Yixun was a large bank spanning the north and the south. The backstage was the officials and merchants of Jiangnan, and Xia Song was one of them.

Although there were Jiangnan officials and merchants as the backers, Han Yixun was trembling and uneasy at this time. The prison of Dali Temple was very famous in Bianjing. It was dark and terrifying, and the sounds of torture and screams could be heard from time to time. Han Yixun was leading

He huddled up in the musty hay, trying to hide himself. It seemed safer this way.

The jailer came over and knocked on the cell, making a clanging sound: "Han Yixun, are you dead? If not, come with me. Someone wants to see you!"

Han Yixun hesitated: "Who wants to see me?"

The jailer snorted: "You will know when you come out. If you don't want to be beaten, hurry up!"

Han Yixin got up quickly, unable to care about the straw hanging on his body. The jailer opened the door. Han Yixin followed the jailer very obediently. He turned left and right and came to a room. There were people guarding outside the room. The jailer said

: "Push the door open and go in. There is someone waiting for you inside!"

Han Yixun felt very uneasy. He opened the door and saw a tall, handsome young man looking at him with a smile. He waved and said, "Master Han, come in and close the door."

When Han Yixun saw the young man's official uniform and his handsome face that made all men feel inferior, he had already guessed the young man's identity.

Han Yixun said solemnly: "Zhang Heng?"

Zhang Heng smiled and nodded: "I am Zhang Heng."

Han Yixun turned around and was about to leave when Zhang Heng's voice came: "If you want to survive, you'd better talk to me."

Han Yixun stopped for a moment, without looking back, and sneered: "Do you think I can still live?"

Zhang Heng chuckled: "In that case, why don't you kill yourself? What are you waiting for?"
To be continued...
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