When people go south to spend the winter, people walk in batches.

The first batch was a heavy army and set off a few days in advance.

The second batch was the emperor, empress, the third wife and the kings, who set out the next day after Shao Xun's family banquet.

The third batch is scheduled for the twenty-fourth day, that is, tomorrow.

Wu Duke Shao Yong seized the last time and went to a village in the southwest of Luoyang.

Officials have been on vacation, but the people have not.

Shao Yong met Dong Le, the deputy governor of Heishao Right Camp at the village entrance, and returned home with him.

"Mr. Wu is here to discuss business again?" Dong Le said helplessly.

He was the deputy governor of Heishao Right Camp. He had a house in Luoyang and Bianliang, and they were all given by the emperor.

The villa outside the city was built by myself with my own money, but there was no land.

There was a large amount of wasteland in Luoyang, and it reached its peak after the land was completed. Now it is getting fewer and fewer. Especially after the Heishao Central Camp, the Right Camp settled down in the suburbs of Luoyang, more than 10,000 households divided the land, at least about 30 acres, and divided the wasteland into seventy or eighty acres.

Overall, the closer it is to Luoyang City, the less land it is, and the more expensive it is. With Dong Le's ability, he only earned more than two hectares. He asked someone to buy the Qiang slaves of the Liuhu clan from Diaoyin, and while doing odd jobs for the other courtyard, he cultivated these two hectares of land with more ointments.

Near Dong's villa is the distribution area for the family members of Heishaoyouying.

Naturally, they exist in the form of villages, not in the fort manors, because they are the people who are household registration and the tax base of the court.

The treatment of the imperial soldiers is good. According to the latest standards, thirty hu of grain are collected a year and distributed in several times.

There are also several rewards every year, usually four pieces of silk and two stakes of money. But it is not ruled out that there will be more sometimes, such as going to the battle.

If you know how to fuck, or just because the emperor is happy and want to give more rewards.

The family usually has thirty acres of land.

The water conservancy facilities near Luoyang are complete, the irrigation canal network is dense, and the ground capacity is maintained very well. They are basically all on the fields and the harvest is very high. In this way, the life of the imperial soldiers is actually very good. No wonder others have sharpened their heads and want to come in.

In addition to the 30 acres of land farmed by the army and their families, the imperial guards also have an important income, that is, the growing rural handicraft industry is mostly related to war.

"After Your Majesty distributes military funds to the 10th Battalion's new army, the Luoyang Arsenal will make up for the shortage." Shao Yong said, "I have bought a bran bag and sold it, and there are a total of 2,000 pieces. Will I do it?"

Dong Le was even more helpless and said, "Why are Mr. Wu? Which of the soldiers of the Imperial Army don't have a bran bag? Sometimes they will sew it themselves if they are lost. If they are lost, they will find someone to remade one. Is it still a bran bag?"

"Wei" means a more flexible skin after processing, such as "Wei Weaving San Jue" is a bamboo slip connected with Wei Weaving.

"Leather" is also processed leather, but it is relatively hard, and can be woven after making it into a leather belt.

Common people generally use Wei belts to tie their clothes. There is a saying that "common blouse and Wei belts" is not used. There are no accessories on the belts, which are relatively simple, reflecting the classification of hierarchies. Officials use leather belts. Scholars who were preparing to become officials in the Later Han Dynasty also use leather belts, such as Zhou Pan, who "expressed Wei belts,"

Be a filial and honest act."

Because Weipi is relatively flexible, it is a very good utensil for carrying food.

The Daliang Imperial Army is now becoming more and more formal, and its equipment is becoming more and more advanced. Each person has a bran bag, with a capacity of four dou and five liters, which can be wrapped around it and can be eaten for five days during marching and fighting.

After hearing Dong Le ask if it was a Weipi bran bag, Shao Yong immediately said, "Of course it's Weipi. There are good goods in the Luoyang arsenal. The imperial court has to be anxious and will be too busy to be the supervisor. I took two thousand people and made four hundred in your village. How about it? Weipi, needlework, etc., someone will send it tomorrow. I will collect the bran bag in early February."

"How much does one cost?" Dong Le asked.

"Ten coins."

"Well, I'll know it for a while." Dong Le said.

"I've grabbed the sheath I made before, and I'll want it at the end of the first month." Shao Yong said again.

Dong Le was speechless and could only nod.

He didn't make a penny in this matter, but he wanted to say hello, which was really unsuccessful.

If Mr. Wu has a future, it is worth relying on it, but looking at his appearance of seeking money, it is obviously impossible and he is really helpless.

"Do you have any other work on hand?" Shao Yonggang was about to leave and asked again.

"No." Dong Le's face turned even more bitter, and he said, "But the Shu Gongman came to ask if anyone could weave it."

"Who is he sending?"

"Therefore, the youngest son of the prefect of Runan, Fei Gong, Fei Chen and Qiu Ji."

"Who can weave in Luoyang? There is not even a loom." Shao Yong said in surprise.

"I said so too. Fei Chen was not upset and left directly, saying that he wanted to find someone to make a loom, just like Sangziyuan. He made twenty units first and distributed them to familiar folk families in Taiyuan, so that they could learn to weave during the slack season."

"You are very familiar with him?"

"I am from Runan and I met several times when I returned home."

Shao Yong nodded.

In the past, Fei was appointed as the prefect of Runan and was known as a "ruthless official". He caused the local wealthy family to be conceived and injured. Unexpectedly, the Fei family was settled in Runan and was not afraid of being retaliated against.

Eighth brother, haha, you have this day too. Shao Yong laughed happily, and there was another male member of the Shao family who was "not doing their jobs".

However, it is indeed a good way for the eighth brother to find someone to weave.

Mrs. Sheep has a large pasture at hand, and the number of cattle, sheep and horses she raises is amazing. The largest one is the pasture near Loufanjian. It may have raised thousands of horses and more than 100,000 cattle and sheep.

There is also one in Runan, most of which are horses, donkeys, and a large number of summer sheep.

Summer sheep are also called goats, mostly black, among which rams are called "antelopes" and ewes are called "lose goats".

Both of these sheep produce a kind of fine hair, called "velvet", which grows before winter and fades after spring.

Cashmere is thin and soft, and if woven into velvet, it may be even more precious than it is.

She is worthy of her mother's surname Yang! Shao Yong thought.

It is really contradictory that he wants to see his eighth brother join him in business and share the pressure, but he does not want to see his eighth brother make a fortune.

However, this emotion just flashed by, and I was generally very happy.

After saying goodbye to Dong Le, Shao Yong returned to the mansion. At this time, the officials also came back. Two thousand bran bags had been put into place, so he felt relieved.

On the 24th, the four Dukes of Wu Shu and Ba Jing went south together, the tenth prince Shao Gong was named Duke of Jing. He is twelve years old this year, with his mother Liu Yena, with a small name yellow head.

The Right Cavalry Guard dispatched 2,400 cavalry escorted him, and along with concubines, palace men and children of Tuoba Xianbei who had recently gone south, they went to Guangchengyuan to spend the winter.

Shao Yong searched in the team and saw Yuanzhen and Aliudun brothers.

They accompanied their father to Pingcheng and then came back, but the other two seemed to have not come to Luoyang and remained with Mrs. Wang to raise them.

The Chou Nu brought a group of Zhonghuangmen guards to the side. He was nineteen years old since the Chinese New Year. Shao Yong vaguely heard that his father had made a marriage for him: therefore, the granddaughter of Wu, a son of Chengji County, and the sister of Wu Li, the captain of the school officer.

He also has a sister, Chunkui, who is seventeen years old this year. Next year, he will marry Cao Hun, the son of Cao Yin, the prefect of Dangyang County, next year.

Shao Yong felt a little regretful. He often hangs in the palace and has met Chunkui a lot. He still has a good impression of her. It’s a pity that she is the adopted daughter accepted by her father and is his "sister". What can I do?

While he was thinking, he saw Duke Shao Hou coming over. After a while, he boarded the carriage of Yuanzhen and Aliudun brothers and sisters.

Shao Yong thought about it and probably went to talk about the weaving.

At this moment, Jing Gong Shao Gong also leaned over, and after some discussion, he also squeezed into the carriage.

It's broken! This deal will be made bigger and stronger by them.

Liangcheng, Wuyuan, and Yuyang provided them with wool, and there were also many wool controlled by the Liu family of Shangdang. This would be amazing if they had to start a workshop.

Before my father left Luoyang, he asked someone to pick up dozens of thin flowers, which were specially spread on the table, like the story of the Duke and Marquis of the Han Dynasty.

It is clear that we must vigorously promote this thing.

Once a trend forms, supply will be in short supply and the price will rise sharply. Although it is unlikely that Dou Gu spent 800,000 yuan to buy more than ten pieces of miscellaneous pieces, it is very likely that a square piece of money will be made. Even if there are more on the market in the future and the price will drop, the volume will increase, and it will still be a good deal.

Thinking about how I only earn tens of thousands of dollars by 2,000 bran bags, it’s really incomparable.

It’s a pity that I don’t have this way, so I can only make some “hard money” to make money.

If he is in Shangdang and Taiyuan, he will keep a loom for every household and weave it for me during the slack season.

I will collect once in summer and again in winter, and I will collect tens of thousands of pieces at a time, and I will sell it all over the world. Shi Chong is not as rich as me.

Having so much money is not better than fighting among the kings?

No matter who becomes the emperor, he will not do anything to me. At most, when the court is short of money, he will give a batch of money to block the mouths of his brothers. They are also shameless. My younger brother who does not threaten at all and who gives you money from time to time can't even find him with a lantern.

The brigade of men marched very fast. In the evening three days later, they had already seen Guangcheng Palace on the Mount Ku.

Shao Xun had already settled in the garden at the foot of the mountain.

This was the place where "Empress Hui" Yang Xianrong lived after he ran away, and was given by the Emperor of the Divine Turtle.

Shao Xun left a beautiful impression here, especially when he first went deep into Queen Hui's urgent tolerance and sowed the seeds to death, the great psychological satisfaction even exceeded the pleasure of the body, as if he had defiled something beautiful.

The aunts around Shao Xun are generally not young, many of them are over fifty years old. Yang Xianrong is considered to be relatively young.

But she also went to fifty years old, but compared to other women of the same age, she seemed to be gifted, and her face was the least lost, and her figure was not even distorted.

When Shao Xun was half lying by the pond and saw Yang Xianrong playing in the water in the pond, he was still amazed.

Unfortunately, their daughter failed to survive, otherwise she would have been a great beauty.

"Your Majesty." A soft call sounded outside.

The female official Cheng put on a gauze dress, lifted the bead curtain, whispered to ask, and then took back a wooden box.
To be continued...