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Chapter 2050 Guizi Juan Huahua, the month before the moon, the gains and losses

Chapter 2050 Guizi Juan Huahua, the month before the moon, the gains and losses

Several people were chatting and laughing, and Qingwen also came in.

"My lord, this servant has asked Rui Xiang to ask about it, but this servant also asked the steward who guards the house. He also knows something about it. He said that there are many such situations in Datong City. There are several families here that specialize in buying women from families who can't live in the countryside, and then sort them out and train them separately,..."

Qingwen's eyebrows are also full of emotions, as if she is deeply moved by the fate of her daughter's family, "I heard that these women are specially prepared as concubines or outer rooms for older officials. There are also those who are specially used as personal servants for young masters or young ladies of rich families, and some who are sent to brothels and prostitute villages as top cards, and they end up in different ways..."

Feng Ziying sighed with emotion, "I knew that there were such activities in Datong City when I was a child. In fact, it is the same in the capital city. Isn't it not in Yangzhou, Suzhou, Jinling, Hangzhou and even Guangzhou? There are all of them. As long as there is a need, naturally There is a market. In every disaster year, the people are struggling to make ends meet. It seems to be a common practice for the common people to sell their children to prevent their children from starving to death. Isn't it like that, Qingwen, yourself?"

Seeing that Qingwen's eyes were red, all the girls were also sad.

"My lord, this kind of situation seems to have become the norm in the country, and I also found that it seems that the floods and droughts in the Yuanxi period, especially the droughts, were not so frequent, but in the Yonglong period, it became more and more intensive. It is particularly obvious that the people in the countryside have no food left. Once disaster strikes, they will either become refugees and flee for refuge, or they can only sell their sons and daughters, or even sell themselves as slaves. It seems that God doesn't have mercy on the world anymore." Xiuyan Youyou typical.

Feng Ziying couldn't help raising her eyebrows, she didn't expect Xiuyan to have such insights, and to discover the changes in the weather from the Yuanxi period to the Yonglong period.

Isn't this a sign of the arrival of the Little Ice Age?It's just that this time change seems to be difficult to predict.

After the severe drought this year, everyone thought that the weather would be smooth next year. Unexpectedly, the drought next year would be more severe, and there might even be nine droughts in ten years. After the severe drought, locust plagues and plagues would follow one after another.

In an era when local governments lack water conservancy construction guarantees and relief capabilities to deal with disasters, coupled with the exploitation of gentry and powerful landlords, it seems that the common people really have to choose between rebellion and starvation.

"God is indeed not open, but this is not just a problem with God, the key is a problem with the court."

Feng Ziying felt that it was necessary for her to spread these basic common senses to these women in her back house, and she could not let her women stay in the stage of pleasing her in the bed, or bearing children for her to continue the incense. , that is too low.

As a traveler of the new era and a supporter of the protagonist's halo, of course, the improvement of the quality of the people around him is also on the agenda.

"There are many people in the north and little land. Especially since the former Ming Dynasty expelled the Beiyuan and took over the world, the population in the south of the Central Plains is increasing day by day. You can take a look at the surrounding area. Which family does not have three or five children? Population growth, land is not long, or There are benefits, but they are very limited. Naturally, they can satisfy the needs of the common people. This is a contradiction, and it is an unsolvable contradiction,..."

"The weather is bad, so the harvest of millet and wheat is bad. This is a problem, but what did the imperial government do?" Feng Ziying spread her hands, "Maybe some were built, but not enough, such as water conservancy facilities such as irrigation canals and ponds. I haven't been to Shaanxi yet, but looking at the situation of Shuntian Mansion and Yongping Mansion, I know that many of them have been in disrepair for many years, and the government has no money to repair and build new ones,..."

"You may ask, where did the money go? The court also explained that the defense of the border towns takes up a large part every year, the salaries of officials, the royal needs, and the expenses of water transportation. Accept it, so Prince Yizhong took the opportunity to cause chaos, in fact, he took advantage of the dissatisfaction on the Jiangnan side,..."

"Maybe we don't care about the defense of the frontiers? The Mongols are eyeing the grasslands, and they come back to the capital city like the year before, and the Shuntian Prefecture is in a mess. Is it possible? Throw away Liaodong, and let the Jianzhou Jurchen soldiers go straight to Shanhaiguan. It may even be possible. Reenacting the story of Beiyuan, can everyone accept the experience of the Han people being reduced to the third and fourth class? Obviously not,..."

It's rare to show off his superficial knowledge of political economy in modern society in front of women. Feng Ziying talked a lot, and he also saw that several women, including Ping'er and Qingwen, were listening carefully. What they saw along the way touched them a lot.

In the past, it was all hearsay in Beijing and China, but now I have seen it with my own eyes. The situation after entering Shanxi is shocking, and the situation in Shaanxi is even worse.

"It seems that this has become a vicious circle. If there is not enough money, taxes will be increased. As a result, the common people will not be able to live, and there will be more rebellions. To suppress these rebellions, you have to pay more taxes. I haven't mentioned the Mongolian Jurchen who took advantage of the fire. If they encounter trouble again Drought locust plagues and plagues, do you feel that the sky is about to fall, where can there be help?"

The women were frightened by Feng Ziying's previous words, and every problem was analyzed very reasonable. Taken together, it seems that the court has no solution, and can only watch the situation continue to deteriorate. What should we do?

"Xianggong, all dynasties have also encountered this kind of situation, internal and external troubles, how did those dynasties come here?" Bao Qin interjected and asked at the right time.

"It's simple. Fight wars one after another. Wars can destroy populations and destroy wealth. When everything is reduced to a certain extent, the times will create heroes, and a hero will come out. The time, place, and people are all in place Characters, maybe they will rule the world. The population is small, but the land remains the same, and the natural contradictions will be eliminated. After the war has been fought for a long time, everyone is more eager for a peaceful life, so they gradually calm down and cultivate their health. Isn't it just a cycle one by one?"

Feng Ziying smiled softly, "Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, all dynasties have been like this. Han Gao killed the white snake, the Three Kingdoms returned to Jin, Li Tang replaced Sui and Yang, Ming Taizu expelled Beiyuan, isn't it all like this? After countless battles, the population has decreased. , it stopped."

"Amitabha, but this is too cruel. If so many people are killed in exchange for peace, is there no other way to go?" Miaoyu chanted the Buddha's name in a rare way.

"At least from previous generations of history, it seems that no one has found such a way out of this endless cycle, but your family is now trying to find such a way to avoid such a tragic story." Feng Ziying said triumphantly: "And Your husband's attempt has already achieved some results,..."

"Oh? What effect has Mr. Xiang achieved?" All of the women were aroused at once.

"Well, it's a long story. It just so happens that whoever is serving the bed tonight, I'm talking to her in detail after she's made me feel comfortable serving me." Feng Ziying said with a playful smile.

All of a sudden, the whole atmosphere became ambiguous and charming again. Although I knew that the master had been holding back for several days tonight, and he would definitely "kill a lot", but saying this in front of everyone, no one could bear it.

Pretending to be ashamed, Baoqin got up and flicked her sleeves, glared at Feng Ziying and said: "Then I will save this truth and tell the person next to the bed, my concubine must go to rest."

A group of people got up to inform them one after another, leaving only Miaoyu who was at a loss.

Although she and Feng Ziying have been married for more than one or two months, the number of times Miaoyu and Feng Ziying have intercourse is really very few.

The third room rotates, and there are only nine days in a month, and there are only fourteen or five times when it is the third room's turn, but it is inevitable that there will be times when Feng Ziying does not come home because of official business or other matters, especially during that period. The frequent appearances of Wang Xifeng, Busia Mara, Yuan Chun and Guo Qinyun made Feng Ziying exhausted, and it was a bit overwhelming, and she had to reduce the way of "paying public rations" to rest.

Calculated, it may be about seven or eight days when Feng Ziying actually comes to Sanfang to rest. Considering that Miaoyu and Xiuyan are going to accompany Feng Ziying to Shaanxi, while Daiyu has to stay alone in the empty boudoir, so that Feng Ziying basically stayed in Daiyu's room several times, and only rested once in Miaoyu's room.

Feng Ziying stayed in Baoqin House when resting in Yanghe City, and it was time to arrive at Miaoyu today, so everyone knew it well, even Xiuyan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, leaving Miaoyu alone .

Seeing Feng Ziying looking over, Miaoyu was flustered and didn't know what to do.

Although she has long accepted the fact that she is Feng Ziying's concubine, Miaoyu still has something different from others in her heart. To put it bluntly, the others were still a little out of place.

Feng Ziying is also a little funny, this woman still has to maintain that independent attitude, but it has reached this point, what is the point of such an attitude?

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Feng Ziying simply walked over, picked up the other party's knees, slipped one hand under her armpit, picked her up and walked directly into the inner room.

Miaoyu was so horrified that she couldn't help trembling and said, "What is Mr. Xiang doing?"

"What are you doing? Don't you understand Zhou Gong's ceremony and Dunlun's important event?" Feng Ziying walked into the room, put Miaoyu on the bed, raised her flushed dimple, and peeled off Miaoyu's body roughly. Dressed in a plain white flower field, he untied the jade belt and silk scarf tied around her head, letting her long hair hang down and scatter on her shoulders that were as white as jade,...

Before the rain, I saw stamens among the flowers for the first time, and the golden plate was about to drip,...

Only under the brow, but our hearts.

(End of this chapter)