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The first thousand two hundred and seventy-five chapters Cai Bochai and Lao Bao

Among the three departments in Beijing, Bao Zheng looked at the shopkeeper of the business that kept coming in and out of the warehouse and sighed slightly: "Now the merchants in our Song Dynasty are the mainstays. These money is not small numbers. There are nearly a hundred people today. I don't know how many more tomorrow. I heard that some people even came from Fujian Road."

Cai Boqi sneered: "Of course they have to spend this money. They will attack Liaoyang Prefecture in the north to open up the connection between the Song Dynasty and Liaodong. In addition, the prefectures of Liaoyang Prefecture and Zhongjing Road, how big is their market and how much money they earn? How many are they handed over to the treasury?!"

After he calculated this, Bao Zheng was a little stunned and asked in surprise: "You have also managed Cai Ji, do you know how much money these merchants can make in a year?"

Cai Boqi smiled bitterly and said, "Cai Ji is a great deal, but now it's handed over to the three departments and is not under my jurisdiction. Is it because I was deliberately spending my younger generation? If I were to estimate that the total income of merchants in the world in the year is about billions of yuan, the court's commercial tax last year would have been 100 million yuan?"

Bao Zheng glanced at Cai Boyi: "Tax is the foundation of the country, how can we glimpse it?"

"I am still the deputy envoy of the Three Divisions, can't I be a one-sided view?"

"Why?"

"Nothing, curious!"

Chatting with Bao Zheng is like this, and he always makes excuses, so Zhao Zhen doesn't like chatting with him, and Cai Boyi has no choice. If he could avoid it, he would have been away from him.

Cai Boqi did not dare to tell him why these merchants were offering donations to the court and why they sent the money they had earned from their hard work to the warehouse of the Sansi. It was not that the matter was revealed, and Zhang Dechang could not escape the sea capture of the Imperial City and the Black Hand, and was finally arrested first.

According to the first day of the lunar calendar, none of his family was spared. The whole family, together with the guards, died in the house. After Zhang Dechang learned the "truth", he did what Wang Shi and others did and beat drums with Luoyang, Xijing.

He complained to the three families in front of the deacon of the Imperial City Department, and then hanged himself in the prison cell. He died without knowing that all this was set in the first day of the lunar calendar. He was actually an innocent chess piece used by the interests.

The final result left Cai Boyi speechless. Whenever he closed his eyes at night, he could always see Zhang Dechang's eyes dying with his eyes closed.

Cai Boyi felt that Wang Shi was finally relieved of his crimes and that the merchants behind the three parties spent money to eliminate disasters was a huge irony. The officials finally pardoned these sinners. Only the five hundred soldiers from the Polu camp and the people who returned to the Song and Liao border, and of course, Zhang Dechang...

Compared with the fate of the Song Dynasty, these lives seemed worthless compared to His Majesty's strategist. For this reason, he tentatively reported to the official family, and Zhao Zhen's answer to him was very simple: "The current tragic thing is to avoid such a tragic thing from happening again."

Cai Boyi thought about it, and no one expected this. The impact was so great and the wide range of impacts, and even the peace between the Song and Liao dynasties. If the merchants of the Song Dynasty were not as powerful and wealthy, this might not have happened.

But Zhao Zhen denied his guess and told him that if there were no such merchants in the Song Dynasty, there would not be the current situation.

Think about it, the national taxes of the Song Dynasty have increased a lot compared to those of the previous dynasty. It is because of these taxes that the court has the money to build highways, build new colleges, and put strong armor and sharp blades on the soldiers of the Song Dynasty.

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Bao Zheng suddenly asked Cai Boqi in a low voice: "Although Cai Ji was handed over to the Three Sessions, why did the Imperial City Department send someone to serve? What is the purpose of the official?"

Cai Boqi looked at Bao Zheng in a slight shock and said, "How did you know that Bao Xianggong is the intention of the official?"

Bao Zheng rolled his eyes: "The Imperial City Secretary is the internal corps of the official family. If there is no instruction from the official family, how can he send someone to inquire about the affairs of the three corps?"

Cai Boqi looked a little serious and looked at Bao Zheng and asked word by word: "Guanggong Bao, do you think that coal, iron, copper and other ores are better in the hands of the court? Or in the hands of private merchants?"

"What a mess I said! Of course it was appropriate in the hands of the court!"

"Then should we take control of the transportation, iron tools, armed forces, academies, hospitals and other things in the Song Dynasty, or......"

"It's another messy talk! Of course, these are also in the hands of the court!"

Bao Zheng raised his hand and was about to greet Cai Boyi's head. Then he stopped his arm in the air and looked at Cai Boyi in surprise: "What do you mean is that the government wants to take all of these into the court and have them run by the court?! So Cai Ji..."

"Young man said nothing, you don't know anything..."

Cai Boyi left staggeringly, leaving Bao Zheng alone standing outside the warehouse of Sansi. After a long time, he slowly left, and the direction he was going to was the signing room of Sansi...

Zhao Zhen's plan to nationalize assets gave Bao Zheng a strong shock. A mindset that had never appeared before emerged and broke the original inherent ideas. In the traditional concept of scholars and officials, the court could only collect taxes from the world. How could it run a business business by itself? On the one hand, it would be a disgrace to be a civil servant, and on the other hand, it would be a bad reputation for competing for profit with the people.

But Bao Zheng's opinion is that nationalizing part of the business is excellent. He presided over the three departments for many years and understood the benefits and interests. For example, the ore in the Song Dynasty was originally hired by the imperial court to hire people to mine it, but later it was released to merchants. Although the output increased, there were always concealment and private sale.

This is nothing. The academies of the Song Dynasty are places for cultivating knowledge of young people. Such an important place is not as good as the private schools set up by wealthy businessmen and gentry themselves. The children of officials also go to family academies, and few people set foot in official academies!

If the scholars in the Song Dynasty were well managed so that scholars all over the world had a place to study and study, Bao Zheng felt that even if the merchant entered the Sansi, it would be nothing...

As for the hospital... only the provincial government hospitals that the officials forcibly set up are counted. Those in the county towns are probably already in name only. Instead of treating the court, folk doctors should open their own clinics and buy some medicine while attending the clinic.

So Bao Zheng naturally agreed with Zhao Zhen's intention to take these things under Cai Ji's management. At the same time, he would also submit a memorial to ask for this matter. Isn't that what Cai Boqi said to him the meaning?

He thought he didn't know what the official family was thinking? He really underestimated Bao Xiren!

Cai Boqi went to the palace except for the Sansi yamen, while Zhao Zhen had already slept soundly in the afternoon sun. He was too tired during this period. The border affairs planned by Wang Shi and others, the Song Dynasty's military use of the Liao Dynasty, and the capital reforms, all these exhausted him.
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