A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Fengqiu County.

The weather was getting colder and there was no work in the fields. A few idle men squatted outside the county government office, waiting for noble people to pass by.

For farmers, this season is about enjoying the joy of harvest, but for others, it is a time of farewell.

During the harvest, officials rarely changed. This was the rule of the farming Song Dynasty.

The fields are empty now, and those who have to leave must leave.

Outside the county government office, an official turned around and held up his hands, saying loudly: "I went to the northwest this time not to be assigned to a job, nor to surrender myself. I just feel that it is boring to follow a step-by-step approach all my life, and it is even more boring to live in a coquettish manner every day.

There was a rebellion in the northwest, and one of them went to guard the border for the Song Dynasty. It was a man who wrapped his body in horse leather. Everyone, farewell. "

A group of officials behind them all raised their hands and said, "Have a nice trip!"

The official got on his horse, gave a long laugh, and immediately headed for the city gate.

"Zhao Ke is wearing a tassel, and Wu is covered with frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles..."

The chanting gradually faded away, and the county officials sighed, each with their own thoughts.

"There's the sound of horse hooves!"

Someone turned around and said with a smile: "Don't you regret it?"

"The northwest is bitter, and foreigners harass me from time to time. I might wake up one night and my head will be gone, and I will regret it."

"But there is no regret medicine for being an official!"

"Eh! No!"

When everyone left the county government office, they saw the two riders slowing down.

It was officials who came.

The two men got off their horses in front of the county government office and said, "We are here under orders."

"What's the matter?"

The magistrate came forward to negotiate.

One of them took out a document and said, "There is an order from the court. Post this notice everywhere."

The magistrate smiled and said, "It's just a small matter."

Two officials were dispatched just for one notice. What a fuss!

The magistrate asked people to find some paste, but he was reading the notice.

"Borrow money?"

"right."

After the notice was posted, those idle men also came over to look at it. They just couldn't read and just giggled.

The magistrate looked at the notice and shook his head, and whispered: "You should be cautious about such a big event as the Northern Expedition. How can anyone borrow money from the people for this? You are confused!"

A clerk beside him said, "County magistrate, the people don't have much money. I'm afraid no one will lend it to them."

The magistrate said: "Let us take care of it, hey! Whose idea was this?"

The clerk laughed and said, "I just sent someone to keep an eye on it."

The magistrate nodded, "That's fine, let's go back and do our work."

There was nothing to do at this time of year, so everyone hung out for a while. When noon came, everyone ran away in twos and threes, leaving only one clerk staring at the notice.

The county is not as big as Bianliang City, and officials can go home for a meal at noon and then come back.

That’s the beauty of a small place.

When everyone finished their meal and walked back lazily, they found that the county government office had been blocked.

"There are two coins here!"

"Hey! Don't squeeze! It's someone's shoes!"

"Wait a minute! Come one by one!"

crazy!

Everyone was stunned.

The clerk had been submerged in the crowd, and his helpless cries for help could occasionally be heard.

"There are so many people willing to lend money?"

Everyone was a little confused, and someone went to find the magistrate.

"So many people?"

The magistrate was also a little surprised when he saw this scene.

"These people don't have much money left at home. Now that the fields have been harvested, they have to endure the winter and breathe a sigh of relief when the flowers bloom in spring. That money is their strength!"

The magistrate sighed: "This is... a question."

As everyone passed by, some shouted to line up, and someone called the yamen servants and began to drive people out and ask them to line up one by one.

"The county magistrate, that shabby householder is here too!"

A clerk pointed at a man in tattered clothes behind him, "This man is not a serious businessman, he just knows how to study, and he said that sooner or later he will be able to roll his name outside Donghua Gate. But he failed in the exam several times, and he can't live this life." It’s getting worse and worse, and there’s no food left at home, so what’s he going to do?”

This poor man is called Qian Fang, and he is a scholar in Fengqiu City. This person has been studying since he was a child. He has taken many exams up to now, but he can't even pass the provincial exam. Instead, he has left his family in ruins.

The magistrate shook his head.

Although Qian Fang was poor, his waist was straight.

When it was his turn, the magistrate frowned and said, "Your family is in trouble, why are you here?"

Qian Fang's thin face showed more determination, "The Northern Expedition is a major event of the Song Dynasty for a hundred years. If it can be accomplished, a prosperous age will inevitably come. I am also a member of the Song Dynasty, so of course I have to contribute."

He took out five copper coins and handed them over, then nodded and prepared to leave.

The clerk who collected the money said: "Receipt!"

Qian Fang waved his hand, "No!"

"You can't take it! This is the rule of the court!"

The clerk was very confused and asked someone to stop Qian Fang. After a while of negotiation, he gave him the receipt.

Qian Fang took the receipt, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Three years, two cents of annual interest, what is this?"

Some people on the side said: "This is money sent from the government!"

Qian Fang shook his head, "The Song Dynasty has been invincible in recent years and has strong troops and horses, but the officials have been suppressing it. Only starting from Jiaozhi, they have gradually eliminated the surrounding hidden dangers, and then they are ready to attack the Liao people. This is to build momentum... …Once launched, this battle will be won!”

He glanced at everyone, with an excited look in his eyes, "This is to distribute benefits to the people in advance. The people's money is only one cent when put in the bank, and this is two cents. Do you really think that Shen Longtu can't get the money?" If he takes action, I bet that millions of dollars can be easily obtained. But why doesn't he do it? Why don't the officials think of other ways? "

He looked at the crowd.

Everyone was a little puzzled.

"Do you really want to give me benefits?"

Someone murmured: "Two cents interest, yes! Two cents interest will be paid back in three years. This is a lot of money."

Qian Fang said firmly: "This is to distribute benefits to the people. Those who oppose the New Deal hide at home and refuse to pay, thinking that this will embarrass the officials. But how do they know that this is to give benefits? They are so stupid!"

The county magistrate clapped his hands and praised: "That's right, but I have thought differently. People have money in their hands and can only deposit it in banks. The profit is only one cent a year, and two cents is one cent more. This is white money." It’s a gift from the officials!”

Those people originally came to support the Northern Expedition. When they heard this, they immediately became happy.

Qian Fang nodded and the county magistrate said, "You have a good vision, are you willing to work in the county?"

There are some vacancies in the county, but they are not part of the establishment of the Central Government and are considered non-staff personnel. But now that there is free service money, these non-staff personnel also have fixed salaries, which is enough to support their families.

Qian Fang cupped his hands and said: "Thank you so much, magistrate. I will not be able to study in this life, probably because I will not be able to take the imperial examination. So I will go to Bianliang City to find an opportunity."

"What opportunity?" The magistrate said with a smile: "Why are you going to Bianliang? Isn't it better to stay in Fengqiu?"

Qian Fang said, "I am determined to serve my country. Since I can't be an official, I will become a general. I heard that there is martial arts in Bianliang, so I went to sign up here."

He turned around and left, and everyone realized that he was carrying a baggage.

"This person..."

Someone muttered: "I don't know a good heart!"

The magistrate shook his head, "Don't underestimate Qian Fang. Just now he just looked at the receipt and concluded that this is a benefit that the official family provides to the people of the world. Such people may seem incompetent, but once they have the opportunity, they will rise to the top. "

A clerk, who was probably jealous, said later: "The martial arts school has already recruited people this year, and we will have to wait until next year to recruit more people."

Well!

The magistrate slapped his forehead and said, "Go, go, go and chase him back. Otherwise, what if he can't find his whereabouts when he reaches Bianliang City and starves to death?"

Someone seemed to be flying away, and when he came back in the afternoon, he said breathlessly: "Zhixian, that Qian was so lucky. A passing caravan actually took him away, and the villain couldn't catch up with him."

The magistrate said with a headache: "He has gone to Bianliang City, he is afraid that he will become a beggar."

Someone outside was shouting, "Magistrate, some money."

The magistrate hurried out and saw baskets piled up in the front yard.

"pour out!"

Several clerks struggled to turn the basket over, and the copper coins inside were scattered on the floor.

The baskets were turned over one by one, and the copper coins gradually piled up.

"so much?"

Looking at this pile of money, everyone couldn't help but be dazzled.

"And paper money!"

Someone came in carrying a box.

"These are the people of the world!"

The county magistrate said happily: "As soon as the officials announced the Northern Expedition, people all over the world donated generously. Has this grand event ever happened before in any dynasty or generation? Who can rival the Song Dynasty?"

Everyone was very happy and began to count the copper coins.

Naturally, the county magistrate didn't have to do this. He walked out of the county government office, and there were still many people outside.

"I can't borrow any more today. You can go back and come back tomorrow."

The copper coins inside are piled up like a mountain, and they must be counted, otherwise he will not be able to escape the blame if something happens.

Those people dispersed regretfully.

The magistrate said with emotion: "I have been an official for many years, and I have always watched the Song Dynasty struggling and faltering, thinking that I would never see the prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties again. Who would have thought that the Song Dynasty would turn over, turn over, hahahaha !”

Behind him, the county magistrate came out. After hearing these words, he said: "I'm afraid this matter has something to do with the New Deal."

The magistrate nodded and said: "That's right. Those people regard borrowing money as a matter of the New Deal. Those who oppose the New Deal will naturally not borrow. In this way, these people who borrow money will become supporters of the New Deal. This method... is brilliant!"

The county magistrate smiled and said: "The lower official has always felt that there are too few people who support the New Deal. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net But with this move, the New Deal can win the hearts of countless people. This method is a wonderful one. Anyone who comes up with such a method is almost a famous general."

The magistrate smiled bitterly and said: "Speaking of famous generals, I thought of Qian Fang. He went to Bianliang for fear that it would be useless and he would starve to death by then."

It didn't take long for everyone in Fengqiu County to know that Qian Fang, who had settled down in a bad situation, went to Bianliang in a daze, fearing that he would starve to death there.

…

Qian Fang followed the caravan into Bianliang City, and then found martial arts.

"Sign up?"

The sergeant guarding the gate said: "This year has passed, come again next year."

Qian Fang became anxious upon hearing this, "Can't we charge one more?"

The sergeant shook his head, "Do you know the principle of military discipline? If you say you can't recruit students this year, you can't. Even if Shen Longtu comes, he won't violate the rules."

Qian Fang walked out and looked at the academies on both sides, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

The wind was blowing very cold, so he sat against the wall and huddled up.

"You must be able to draw and read maps. These are the indispensable abilities of a military commander. Those who are not good at this subject, uncle Guo, will all stay and are not allowed to go out to martial arts. If you can't learn it in two terms, you can return directly. This Wait until the student is not suitable to be a general."

"Why? I don't know how to make a map."

"In the future, the army must be disciplined. When sending troops to fight, you must be able to read maps. If someone around you has done it, you will be proud of it. But what about those students? In the future, when they go out to fight, they can only say "screw you" when they look at the terrain. I can't draw a map. Can you rely on your memory...can such a general be reused?"

"It seems...it seems impossible. Hey! Anbei, there is a person here who is shaking. I'm afraid he is sick."