"Sir, Chang'an urgently reported that he would like to open a national treasury and release 100,000 stones of grain to help workers and disciples near Chang'an." Chen Yuyi first presented a copy of the pigeon book to Liu Yi, and then presented another file to another document, "This is the additional Duzhi Cao's tent for Duzhi. If there is no new source of wealth, the national treasury will exceed 5.85 million guan."

A year ago, the Relief Department ordered Yuan Xingzong to recommend Chen Yuyi to Liu Yi as a clerk. Compared with a few years ago, there was a lot of calmness in his eyebrows. Liu Yi opened the documents of Duzhi Cao, the cost of building naval gunships, and the food and grass of the Liaodong Han army, the Anbei Army and the Andong Army's expenses to attack Xijing Road, and the food and salary money that Guanzhong mobilized the regiment training. These expenses were not available in previous years. In addition, the market in Guanzhong was depressed, Duzhi Cao suddenly became nervous. In order to avoid the income was insufficient, Duzhi Cao proposed to increase the tariff of five cents, or sell 6 million kcal of debts from the treasury, with an annual interest of six cents and repay it in ten years. As for the two ways to increase land tax and scholars' annual income, it was the worst choice and would also cause the greatest criticism. Duzhi Cao did not mention it.

Liu Yi thought for a moment, but decided to ask the treasury to store the debts first. The severance of trade between the two sides of the State of Song has caused the market in Chang'an to be depressed. If tariffs are increased, it would be like adding insult to injury, or even killing chickens to get eggs. He looked up and asked, "Yi, you have been in the Chang'an Relief Office for several years. Tell me, if the Hangu lockdown is cut for a while, what would the situation of the workshops and workers in Guanzhong be bad?"

Every time Xia and Song dynasties became evil, the Song Dynasty would cut off trade with Xia like barbarians. This would lead to a depression in the Guanzhong market, and the worker who had no work had to work put huge relief pressure on the prefectures and counties. Although the merchants in Guandong also suffered heavy losses, they had no place to complain. Over time, whenever the trade in Hangu Pass was cut off, the Xia court was always more anxious than Song, and was even willing to make some concessions. This is also the reason why the Andong Military Office was unwilling to go to war with Guandong easily.

Chen Yuyi pondered: "If this continues, Luo tea can be replaced by Shu tea, but the merchandise and jewelry stores will probably close halfway. Secondly, spinning and brocade workshops should be spinning and brocade workshops. The best cotton yarn cannot be transported to Kanto, and the silkworm yarn in Kanto cannot be transported, and the spinning brocade wovens cannot be started. Some workshop owners, even if the workshop stops work, still make porridge and vegetables for workers to fill their stomachs every day. Some workshop owners directly dismiss the workers and disciples, but these people have no land, so they become refugees. The workers and disciples provided by the Relief Department are mainly dismissed from these yarn yarn yarns and weaving workshops."

Liu Yi nodded. Spinning and weaving were the most employed workers and disciples in Guanzhong and Shuzhong, and the trade severance was hit hardest. Satin and white cotton cloth were both hard currency on the market. For ordinary people, cloth and clothing were also an important property, and even the father died and the son succeeded. The white cloth woven in the Xiaguo Workshop was known for its strength and durability. Good white cloth was as thick as two copper coins, and even the bows and arrows in the distance could not be shot through. No matter how much cloth was produced, there was no need to worry about not being sold. Because there was not enough cotton in Guandong, some merchants bought cotton yarn from Guanzhong and sold it to farm textiles in Heluo area, and then regularly purchased cloth from these farmers. Similarly, the brocade workshops in Guanzhong still used silkworm yarn, and the insufficient number was also bought from Guandong.

Chen Yuyi's eyes inadvertently showed a hint of compassion. After the trade was cut off, the situation of the farmer family in Heluo was even more miserable. The Heluo area was the most densely populated place in the Song Dynasty, and it was close to Bianliang, and the dignitaries also bought the most land. The income from cotton yarn and spun cloth made the farmers live a more prosperous life in the first few years, but what followed was that the landlords significantly increased the land rent, which was mentioned that it was just enough to allow tenants to return to their former life level. Now that the cotton yarn in Guanxi has been cut off, farmers have lost their income from spun cloth, but the land rent will not be reduced. I wonder how many farmers want to sell their children and daughters again.

"The court is preparing to recruit musketeers in Chang'an for training and salary. The initial number is about 50,000, and I hope it can be alleviated." Liu Yi said slowly, "The recruitment and training will be undertaken by the Chang'an Order and the Relief Office first."

He seemed to be talking to himself, but Chen Yuyi's heart skipped a beat. Song Xia had a bad relationship, and Guanzhong recruited and trained musketeers. He raised troops for a thousand days and used troops for a while. It would be self-evident where the 50,000 regiments would be used in the future. Chen Yuyi was born in Guandong after all, and his mood suddenly became a little depressed. Liu Yi looked at his back as he retreated and sighed, his eyes a little complicated.

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After drinking the porridge from the Relief Department, Bao Qizhang lay on the bed motionless, but his stomach still sounded "gurgled".

Since the Qiu Family Workshop was closed and the Zhuguo Government promulgated the "workers and disciples' laws", the wages in Guanzhong have increased sharply. Bao Qizhang has been around for a total of 7 zhang, and it would be better to work here for two more years, and then take his wife and children to the west to receive the fields. He saved all his annual wages back to Guandong, and used them for his wife and children to cross the river. Unexpectedly, this year there was an unlucky year. Many workshops were closed, and the first ones that were not settled were Guandong workers and disciples. He went to receive porridge from the Relief Department every day, then went back to the shed, lying on the bed, and tried to minimize activities, otherwise he would be awakened from hunger at night.

"Brother Bao, Brother Bao." Guo Hong walked in, holding half of the torn steamed bun in his hand, and shouted: "Give it!"

"Huh?" Bao Qizhang took the steamed buns and said strangely, "Didn't the relief department only give porridge? Why are there steamed buns?" He was so hungry that he swallowed but didn't eat them. He looked at Guo Hong, afraid that he would do something illegal, so he got the steamed buns.

Looking at Guo Hong, who was also hungry and pale, Bao Qizhang felt very sorry for him. If this brother had not been to advance and retreat with him, he would have gone to Shishan to receive a field. Although Guo Hong was not burdened by his family, there seemed to be a hole in his pocket. The wages paid at the end of the year were almost used at the beginning of the year. As a result, as soon as the workshop went bankrupt, he still hungry like Bao Qizhang.

"Eat, brother," Guo Hong seemed to see Bao Qizhang's doubts and smiled silly, "I joined the Musketball Camp to train, including food and accommodation, and I still have twenty stagnants of salary a year," he sighed, "at the door of the Relief Department recruitment, the steamed buns are piled like a hill. As long as I join the army, I will give a steamed bun."

"You can neither shoot arrows nor ride horses, so how can you join the army?"

Bao Qizhang said in confusion that after staying in Guanzhong for a few years, he would not confuse the soldiers and the thieves' army, but Guo Hong, who had no skills, could even join the army, which made him feel incredible.

"Hehe, this time is different. As long as you are not deaf or blind, you can tell the difference between the left and right." Guo Hong said with a sarcastic look, "Brother Bao, you can't find work on the left and right, you can join the army too!"

"The clay pot is bound to be broken in the well," Bao Qizhang said hesitantly, "If you eat military rations, you have to work hard..." Before he finished speaking, there was another thick voice outside, "Bao Qizhang, come out quickly, your family is here with a baby to look for you!" Bao Qizhang's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and he jumped up. When he went out, he stood outside Fu Qing, who was dismissed from the same workshop. A woman in ragged clothes was surrounded by a little beggar-like doll. Bao Qizhang looked closely and saw that it was his own Pan family and the child? He looked at them in disbelief, and his lips trembled, "Damn, you..., how did you find it?"

When Pan saw her husband, before she could speak, tears fell down her eyes first, and then she pulled the child to timidly call "Dad", and then she talked about the whole story. It turned out that the money that had been sent home for seven zhang in the past two years was 40 to 50 jin of coins. After being known, the owner of the tenant field also wanted to rent the land. The bully also came to the door to blackmail, otherwise he would go to the yamen to report it.

Pan had no choice but to think about it, so he had to take his children out overnight. He had been wandering around the frozen Yellow River for more than half a month and did not dare to cross the river. Fortunately, she met someone who crossed the river, and she took out all the money. Seeing that she was pitiful, the people helped them cross the river together. This was a coincidence. After crossing the river for a few days, the State of Song blocked the river bank. After crossing the river, he searched all the way, and ate from a shed from a relief agency to another shed. He was wandering around and finally reunited.

There was nothing left and right, Fu Qing and Guo Hong stood beside each other, smiling at the family meeting with tears and tears. After a while, Bao Qizhang came over and gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Guo, can you get the salary and settle the family first in this way of joining the army?" Guo Hong looked embarrassed, obviously not knowing it. Fu Qing next to him said, "I know this. As long as you press the fingerprints and seal it, you can get half of the salary and settle the family first."

Bao Qizhang hesitated for a moment, looked back at the mother and son who were still wiping their tears, and stomped their feet suddenly and said, "I've joined the army!"

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A few days ago, Zhao Xingde received a document from the military office and ordered him to report the organization and tactics of the Musket Battalion. At the same time, these were included in the military aircraft. Once leaked, they would be regarded as a rebel and collusion with the enemy. Zhao Xingde was puzzled. Since he had been transferred to the Dragon Ya Army, why did he have to take care of the Musket Battalion? According to the usual saying, the Dragon Ya Army had elite archers and there was no need to be equipped with muskets.

In the past few days, Zhao Xingde has devoted most of his energy to selecting personal soldiers and preparing for the report. After Li Ruoxue learned the news that he was leaving, he was preparing to wear a suit and said goodbye to Han Ningshuang. Since the conversation with Han Ningshuang that time, the two of them have been embarrassed for a few days. Fortunately, the embarrassment gradually faded, and their hearts have been eliminated.
Chapter completed!