"One for eight copper coins? That means we take the initiative to devalue?" Han Liang looked at Ling Qingyu sitting on the chair in front of the study window and asked.
"Yes, take out all the money from silver and Guan Xiao, buy the goods at the price of one to eight, and then ask all the stores in Jiangnan to charge ten at the price of one to eight, or not. Similarly, buy all raw materials according to this proportion, and after four months, it will drop to one to six, and after four months, it will drop to one to four." Ling Qingyu took the tea bowl and gently sipped his saliva. Then he said, "there are silver tickets. Exchange the silver tickets we have in our hands for ninety liang of cash to go to the silver store to exchange or buy materials. After four months, eighty-two Liang, and then four months, sixty-two Liang. Similarly, the cashier proportion of our silver store is also based on this."
"It's OK to pay ten dollars, but if we pay silver, we'll lose a lot." Han Liang reminded. When ten coins are made by ourselves, the cost is only three copper coins, but silver tickets are actually received.
"How big can it be? In exchange for materials, as long as you hold it in your hand for a period of time and wait for the silver note to continue to depreciate, you can earn all your money back by changing it in advance." Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes and said, "we should raise all the prices of real estate, fields, grain, medicinal materials, silk, minerals, etc."
Most of the victims of copper money are civilians, and the silver coins are those rich and noble. In this way, when the panic effect rises, it is like a snowball. If the court does not have enough cash and copper money to supplement market demand, it is easy to cause economic collapse, and the first victims must be those civilians.
Civil commotion!
Han Liang's eyes are deep. All her thoughts were to save people before. It's good that only benevolent people can't achieve great things.
"I see. Do you want to call Zheng Xi and them?"
"No, don't come here. Yan Qi has come back. We will send Zhao to the hall of eternal life tomorrow. His body looks like this, and I feel uncomfortable." Dial the tea bowl, Lingqingyu said, "I will go to Bianjing. Zhao died. The dog emperor pretended to give him a posthumous posthumous seal. I take this to Bianjing. They all want the throne. Military power and money are what they need most, especially in the case of the devaluation of copper and silver coins. This can give me a chance to find a time to intensify their contradictions. Why are they always quarreling in the court? Men should be honest, such as forcing the palace?"
"This is too dangerous!" Han Liang cried unconsciously, "you're not good at doing this at all. What if they find out and start directly on you?"
"Have you forgotten? I'm not only Zhao's survivor, but also a group of Qingliu friends. This time Zhao died so miserably, shouldn't those Qingliu sympathize with me? Some things I can't do, but they know how to do it. I just have to watch and learn." Ling Qingyu's eyes are full of ridicule, and his face is full of hatred. What do you say about Qingliu who is for the country and the people? Bah!
The Sucheng county magistrate, who was born as a Jinshi and was known as the Qingliu sect, held a private letter from the emperor, thinking that the country was for the people. He said that Yang Zhao had a bad intention of supporting the army and persuaded mu Guiyun not to open the door. He remembered that when in Bianjing, those Qingliu people didn't talk about the Zhao family, but made a big fuss about catching Yang Zhao and going to Xiangyang. This time, only 30000 troops were sent from heishuiguan. It was said that it was also the work of Qingliu.
Han Liang sighed softly. Scholars are harming the country. Do those people know that they have become others' guns?
"OK, things here are handled well, and I'll go to Bianjing to accompany you." seeing Ling Qingyu raise her eyes, Han Liang said with a smile, "at least I also have the name of a genius."
"I'll go with you too," Alan came in from the door with a bowl of porridge. "Anyway, I can't get rid of you."
A trace of warmth sprang up from the bottom of my heart, and there was a wet feeling in my dry eyes. Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes to cover up that trace of weakness and said, "well, let's play in Bianjing. Speaking of it, the clothes we bought last time haven't been worn."
"But if you want to go, you'd better wait for two days. It's better to wait for Yingjiu." Alan put the porridge on the table and said, "also, I'll teach them how to do it later when I clean up the medicine."
"Good."
auzw. Han Liang and Alan both left separately. Ling Qingyu ate porridge and went back to the main house. When he looked at the still brand-new furnishings in the house and Yang Zhaozhi, tears finally trickled out again. Www. 68mn.
Go to bed and sit down. Looking at Yang Zhao's face, Ling Qingyu gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes. Here, I'm afraid I won't come again in the future. For myself, this place is just a passer-by every year, but he has been waiting here for a short reunion in that year. But at the last moment, he wanted her to forget him. He said that he would not involve her again in the future. He would set her free, and he would not have to come back here because of him, back to this place that would bring danger to her.
"Look, Zhao, what I'm doing now is much more dangerous. You need to know what to say?" Lingqingyu said low, "I will do more terrible things in the future. No matter what means I use, I must let those people pay with blood, no matter what means!"
Meng Su stood at the door quietly looking at her muttering, and then saluted Ying shisan, who was standing beside her.
After hesitating, Ying shisan quietly walked away from Ling Qingyu and walked out of the door from Meng su.
Standing under the tree in front of the door, watching Meng Su go in and close the door, Ying shisan leaned against the tree trunk with a slight sigh and closed his eyes.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ling Qingyu raised her head, and the afterglow of the sunset came in through the window, covering the man who was walking by the door with a golden halo, making her a momentary trance, as if she had been back from the military camp before.
Ling Qingyu blinked, and the phantom disappeared. In front of him was a young and hard face.
"Meng Su?" Ling Qingyu gave a low cry.
Meng Su knelt down on one knee in front of her, glanced at Yang Zhao behind her, gritted his teeth, and said, "the blood oath of the red chamber, please let Yan Qi give me another."
"Ah?" Ling Qingyu was stunned.
"With that, you will no longer doubt Su's heart." Meng Su's eyes were still bright red, his eyes were deeply hurt, and his voice was hoarse.
"I'm not..." Ling Qingyu was dumbfounded. She didn't expect to hurt them so deeply that she couldn't find words for the moment. She could only shake her head and said, "no, Meng Su, I don't believe you."
"The general is as kind to me as a mountain. As long as he can avenge him, I can do anything," Meng Su stretched out his hand and carefully held Ling Qingyu's hand on his knee, summoning up all his courage: "and you, Meng Su is willing to do anything for you, even if it's not for revenge for the general. If you want to fight this world, Meng Su is also willing to be a pioneer and break his bones!" I love you, although I'm sorry, general, but I love you, Meng Su loves you! So please believe me, Meng Su will never betray you. Meng Su can die for you at any time!
Meng Su's eyes are beating with flames. Ling Qingyu can't fool herself even if she wants to pretend to be stupid. He Li is right. What she wants to do must be backed by strong force, but is it really possible to use his feelings in this way? She can no longer give anyone love like Yan San and Yang Zhao. Can she really perfunctory him like this?
"Meng su..." thousands of words, Ling Qingyu can only give a slight sigh.
After releasing her hand, Meng Su wanted to brush away the tears on her cheek, and finally withdrew his hand. He just stepped back and said, "Du Ming and I have discussed that we will recruit again. Now the Liao country will definitely not give us horses. We will go to summer to change horses with Tubo, and try to train another 50000 cavalry in a year."
"No matter where your sword points, Meng Su is willing to fight for you!" After saying this, Meng Su's fingers gently stroked her tears, put them into her mouth, and stood up, turned and left the room.
Ling Qingyu watched Meng Su go out, and then slowly recovered. He wiped away the tears on his face and looked back at the eternal smile on Yang Zhao's face, with mixed feelings in his heart