In the chief official hall of the Three Sessions, Chen Zhizhong looked at the three deputy envoys Wang Bowen sitting in front of him. Wang Weizheng and Wang Juzheng sighed deeply: "Oh, the flying tickets received by Henan Prefecture some time ago were reported to us every month, but recently it has been changed to every five days. With the Xijing call, you have all seen them?"

Wang Weizheng said: "I have seen it all. The amount is huge. It seems that life is not easy for Wang Boyong to live there."

Wang Bowen couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "What's wrong with him? He is the creditor! It's the end of the year, and those who owe debts are sad!"

Wang Weizheng said: "Otherwise, if it was tens of thousands of coins, or even hundreds of thousands of coins, Wang Boyong would not have to worry about it, and he would not have been missing. Now? But tens of millions of coins! It is obvious that the court cannot fill his hole, so it only takes a few days to report the account."

Chen Zhizhong sighed again: "It's not okay to not fill his hole. He still owes Wang Gongchen, a camp manager, to the money!"

Wang Juzheng, who sat there with a straight back, also said: "The provincial master said it is right. Jingxi Road, especially Henan Prefecture, owes a lot of money to the field business. From borrowing money and grain to collecting disaster victims at the beginning of the year to collecting cotton, they all had to pay credit. At that time, they agreed to clear the accounts at the end of the year and we could not make up for the tickets from Henan Prefecture, so they had no money to pay the field business business. How could Wang Junjun follow?"

Wang Gongchen was different at this time than two years ago. The land management and field affairs had much more money and grain every year than the three departments could be randomly mobilized, and every move had a great impact on the current situation. The weight of his speech now was no worse than that of a three departments' deputy envoy.

Wang Bowen looked at the other people and kept shaking his head: "Replenish it? How can the Sansi help the Henan Prefecture? Even if the emperor has mercy, he has emptied all the copper coins in the warehouse, and he can't make up for it! In previous years, he could still use silk to make up the numbers. This year, there is no need to think about it. Henan Prefecture has countless cotton cloths, so they don't want to give silk even half the price."

Chen Zhizhong waved his hand: "No need to mention silk, don't say they don't want it, and Sansi can no longer let go of it. There are more and more cotton cloth there, and the price of silk has been falling. Putting it in the warehouse is to make you feel uncomfortable. Starting this month, don't use tea in the border market, and all of them are changed to silk. Especially those who have been around for a while, they are found out and all of them are used to use Hebei and Shaanxi Roads to change horses."

Wang Ju said with a stern face: "Master, if this happens, the price will probably fall. The Khitan, Dangxiang and Tubo are also very smart. Seeing this, they must take the opportunity to lower the price."

"Save it, what should I do if I don't? The official family came to me two days ago and wanted to release the silk from the warehouse. It's only 150 cents a piece of wood. Alas, the eunuchs in charge of the warehouse are really nonsense, with only small profits in their eyes and no loss at all. Seeing the price of silk, they hurriedly threw out the silk from the warehouse. Isn't this a mess?"

Wang Weizheng couldn't help but frown when he heard this: "The silk that has been accumulated in the warehouse over the years is not a decimal. If it is thrown into the market at this time, I don't know how low the price of silk would be."

The three deputy envoys of the king shook their heads repeatedly, and the eunuchs were short-sighted and didn't want to eat at all. The emperor shouldn't let them mess around. Cotton cloth is being launched on a large scale, and the price of silk is as low as a day. The palace has launched a large number of low-priced sales, which makes people who are not allowed to live. The warehouse just wants to dump it, and at least live a few days.

Chen Zhizhong sighed continuously: "Xu Longtu has many benefits to making cotton cloth on West Jing Road, but we caught us off guard! Now the tickets in Henan Province cannot be exchanged, and the price of silk is reduced, which is a bit messy."

Wang Bowen tried to ask: "Master, should you give Xu Longtu a book and temporarily suppress the cotton cloth transaction. He was originally the deputy envoy of salt and iron in our three departments, and understands our difficulties."

"The horse has already run and is happy. Now it can't be tied to the reins." Chen Zhizhong raised his head and looked at the three of them. "The current plan is to sell out the accumulated silk from the past years. As long as the inner and outer warehouses are no longer accumulated, the price of silk will still rise slowly. This time, we are mainly caught off guard, and the price of silk will not keep falling. Do not mess up the situation. Especially for writing various articles, don't cut down mulberry trees just because the price of silk falls. Violators will severely punish them!"

Seeing that Chen Zhizhong's expression was serious, the three of them hurriedly agreed.

The cotton cloth is actually suppressing the linen market, and silk and other silk should not be greatly affected. This time the impact was mainly due to the large number of cotton cloths on the market, which caused the status of hard currency in silk, and the silk accumulated over the years was sold to the market in panic. In fact, if you think about it, even the palace was sold at a low price, it is generally possible for people to imagine.

Chen Zhizhong saw this very clearly, so the most urgent thing now is to deal with past years of inventory.

Wang Juzheng lowered his head and thought for a while, shook his head, and thought for a while, and said, "There are so many households in the world. Just reduce the price. Who will sell so much silk to? Especially when the price of silk is unstable and cannot be used as money, this matter is even more difficult."

"It is not easy to sell in the Central Plains, so sell it to the barbarians. In their place, silk is a precious thing. I heard from Wang Bin that the most common silk in Goryeo also costs ten taels of silver per piece, and silk is equivalent to silver."

Wang Bowen's eyes lit up: "This is a solution! But if you can't do this urgently, you have to plan calmly."

"I just said that in the future, try to use less tea and silk as much as possible in the horses along the border. Also, I have reported that Wang Bin will be the governor of Mizhou, and at the same time, he will set up a Maritime Trade Road in Banqiao Town, Mizhou, and then he will open up a commercial road between Goryeo and Japan. Fan Yong, Fan Feng and Pang Ji also jointly submitted a report, hoping to set up a Maritime Trade Road on Guangnan West Road and open up the Nanyang Commercial Road. They have agreed. They have already sold sugar to Nanyang, and some people have a way to sell a lot of them. They can transport them quickly before the New Year."

Since the destruction of Guangzhou in the late Tang Dynasty, China's trade routes to Southeast Asia have shrunk sharply. Until now, the imperial court has no motivation to explore again. The "Maritime Silk Road" mentioned in later generations did not develop until the Southern Song Dynasty was peaceful. The Nanyang trade routes lead to India and Europe, and there is a vast silk market there. Once the trade routes are open, there is no need to worry about who sells silk to anyone.

After discussing the piles of silk for a while, a few people thought about it, but they had to dump their own way abroad. The Central Plains farmers, men farming and women weaving, are self-sufficient, and the market is indeed not easy to expand.

Finally, Chen Zhizhong said to Wang Bowen: "The most difficult thing now is the flight tickets from Henan Prefecture. You can take the time to go to Henan Prefecture and discuss with Xu Longtu and Wang Boyong what to do. In my opinion, it is best to push the money house on Jingxi Road across the country, and they all take the accounts in the money house, so there is no need for copper coins. Of course, they need to ask for their opinions on this matter, especially Xu Longtu. You must bring my words to see what Xu Longtu said."

Wang Bowen turned his promise and asked again: "What name is used? It's hard to say it's for flying tickets."

"Just use the name of worshiping the imperial tombs. I will tell the officials and the Secretariat that there should be no problem."
Chapter completed!