Chapter 306 Volume 3 The turmoil returns, Chang'an is the laughing stock.

Author: Going to Drunk People

Chapter 306 Volume 3 The turmoil returns, Chang'an is the laughing stock.

The sixth year of Zhenguan.

End of September.

The autumn wind with a bit of coolness arrives unexpectedly, which also indicates that a new round of cold winter is coming in the near future.

No one knows what this winter will be like.

No one knows whether God is willing to let everyone go.

When the slightly chilly autumn wind blew, everyone couldn't help but feel worried.

Successive years of snowstorms have really made them suffer enough.

If things remain the same as in previous years, it’s not a question of whether we can survive this winter, but what will happen next year?

What ordinary people are worried about is their livelihood.

Different from them is Li Chengqian.

In fact, Li Chengqian is not worried about how to survive the winter, or even how to deal with it in the coming year.

On the contrary, he also hopes that the snow will be heavier this year, and the bigger the better!

In this way, Tuyuhun will not be able to recover in a short period of time, and may even face greater losses.

Anyway, the Ming court was fully prepared.

What is he worried about?

Compared to Murong Fuyun, he was under much less pressure.

Nowadays, the Ming royal court has a population of over 300,000, and its cattle, sheep and livestock are almost extinct.

On the other hand, Murong Fuyun was under so much pressure!

To put it simply, Li Chengqian had only one thought: to die as a fellow Taoist is not to die as a poor Taoist.

If Murong Fuyun really wants to regain his strength, he will definitely find a way to recover the source of Chishui. This is inevitable.

And just a few days before the beginning of winter, Li Chengqian found Yi Yuanxi.

"Yi Shangshu, how is the progress of each city?" Li Chengqian asked.

Yi Yuanxi raised his head and said: "Back to Your Highness, the construction goals of each city have been achieved ahead of schedule.

After all, working at our construction site can support our families. In addition to the men in their prime, even the women and children are actively participating. Everyone is worried that this winter will be difficult, so no one is willing to miss the opportunity to save some food.

This is true even for the Tiele tribe. On this point, the entire Ming court almost reached an unprecedented consensus.

Moreover, officers and soldiers from all armies also contributed a lot in this major construction.

It is expected that the basic outlines of the fifteen cities of the Ming Dynasty will be completed before the first heavy snow comes.

Of course, the construction of housing in the city may still take some time."

Speaking of this, Yi Yuanxi felt a little proud.

Almost all of the fifteen cities of the Ming Dynasty were built by him. When the fifteen cities were completely completed, he would be considered successful and famous, and they were destined to be passed down through the ages.

Li Chengqian nodded. He was not surprised by this progress.

When hundreds of thousands of people work together in the same direction, the results will be significant.

Moreover, people these days are sincere and fear that their work will not be worth the food they receive, so they work desperately.

Of course, you can't say that. The reason why they work honestly is that they don't want to miss such an opportunity.

After all, in today's grassland, only Li Chengqian is willing to give them a job to support their family. Who dares not to cherish it?

After chatting for a few words, Li Chengqian called Pu Xiruo over again.

"Pu Shangshu, how much food is left in the Ministry of Revenue now?" Li Chengqian asked.

Pu Xiruo heard this and said with a smile: "Back to your highness, due to recent trade with the Western Turks, Supi, Chuhe County and Tuguhun tribes, the Ministry of Finance has at least 20,000 shi of grain in the Changming grain stores in each city.

There are more than 200,000 dan of grain reserves in Riyue Mountain.

And as trade continues, food reserves will only increase.

Even if spring comes next year, the entire Ming court will have no food worries."

Li Chengqian nodded.

As long as there is no food crisis, the Ming Dynasty will not be in chaos.

There is no way, the requirements of ordinary people these days are so low, as long as they can have a full stomach.

As long as you keep them fed, you will be a wise ruler.

At least in the minds of the vast majority of people, this is the case.

"Do you think there will be a snowstorm this winter?" Li Chengqian asked.

This is his biggest concern.

In fact, he was also a little confused.

He indeed hopes that a snowstorm will completely destroy Tuyuhun's recovery, but it is a natural disaster after all. Who can control it?

Speaking of this, both Yi Yuanxi and Pu Xiluo shook their heads.

"Your Highness, it's hard to say," Yi Yuanxi said, "but Wei Chen feels that even if there is a snowstorm this year, it should not be as serious as in previous years."

He speaks from experience, but it is also true.

Historically, Tuyuhun's consecutive snow disasters began to slowly improve this year.

Hearing what he said, Li Chengqian nodded and said: "No matter what the market situation is this year, we can't relax in preparations.

Pu Shangshu, please go back and make statistics on the cold-proof materials we currently have, including air return furnaces, gloves, cloaks, etc., and how much we produce every day.

Yi Shangshu, you also need to calculate how much coal we have mined and how much can be mined every day.

We must be aware of these details.

Even if we encounter a snowstorm that is more serious than previous years, we must be absolutely sure to lead the people of the Ming Dynasty to survive it, do you understand?"

"Wei Chen understands." The two men immediately stood up and said.

Li Chengqian said: "Go and get busy."

…

When Li Chengqian was preparing for the winter, he visited Tuyuhun and Fuqi City.

Murong Fuyun said with an indignant look: "This Li Chengqian is so shameless! He actually has the nerve to ask me for a dowry!"

In the king's tent, everyone shook their heads and was speechless.

Are you kidding? Isn’t this our old gay sex?

Is this taking us away from our path and leaving us with nowhere to go?

"If you ask me, just by sending troops southward, a little Li Chengqian would dare to humiliate his father, which would be a heinous crime!" Dayan Mangjiebo said with an indignant look.

He really hates Li Chengqian.

First, Li Chengqian gave him an unspeakable humiliation.

Secondly, Li Chengqian robbed his woman.

On these two points, he and Li Chengqian had no room for relaxation.

Murong Fuyun naturally knew what his son was thinking. Ever since Murong Wanqiu fell into Li Chengqian's hands, he felt as if he had lost his soul.

If he can fight, why should he say it?

"Great Khan, where are we now?" someone asked.

Murong Fuyun smiled and said: "Since he wants it, then give it to him. We don't have food, but can't I get some flashy things for him?"

After all, Tuyuhun has a history of hundreds of years, and its profound heritage is beyond words.

"Give it if you give it." said the new Prime Minister, Xihai King Tuoba Zhao, "It was given to us by the Sui Dynasty in the past because we respected the Sui Dynasty as the supreme state of the heaven. Now it is given to the Ming Dynasty, hehe..."

After he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

This is true.

Giving and receiving are different identities.

After he said this, everyone immediately felt better.

Only Dayan Mangjiebo looked gloomy.

As the crowd dispersed, Murong Fuyun asked: "How much profit will Chuihe County gain from this trade with the Ming Dynasty?"

"The profits are huge, but the exact amount is not clear yet." After he finished speaking, someone behind him whispered.

Murong Fuyun smiled and said: "Should I say it, the items that Li Chengqian created are quite new. I heard that they are selling well among the noble class in Tuyuhun."

Speaking of this, Murong Fuyun's expression suddenly changed, "But because of this, I also lost a lot of food in Tuyuhun. Those nobles actually gave the food to Li Chengqian for profit. Don't they know that this is to support the enemy?"

What!"

As soon as he thought of this, Murong Fuyun became furious.

But he had no better way.

After all, Tuyuhun is still a tribal system. He really has no control over how the heads of each department handle the food of each department.

After all, each ministry also contributed to him according to a certain proportion.

The rest is their private property, what can he do?

If he dared to take advantage of those grains, he wouldn't need Li Chengqian or Tang Dynasty to deal with him. The ministries under his command would make him walk around without food.
To be continued...