"Do we in Hezhong County enjoy all the policies of this new policy? In short, are we considered your people, Duke Yun?"
Although Widow Sun already had the answer in her heart, her face was still filled with anxiety.
Hezhong County is different from several other counties in the state.
Yunzhou is the birthplace of Duke Yun, the grassland tribes are his loyal supporters, the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun were personally taken back by Duke Yun, and when Shuozhou was fighting in Yunzhou, the people even risked being reprimanded by the emperor to support Yunzhou.
The Shuozhou governor He Yunyan was even dismissed by the government because of this incident.
Hezhong County is different. During the previous battles in Yunzhou, it often intercepted Yunzhou’s food and grass.
Now, not everyone in Hezhong County is loyal to Duke Yun. Some people are just hiding in the dark and dare not speak out because of Duke Yun's power.
Widow Sun was very worried that because of this group of people, Duke Yun would have a problem with Hezhong County and treat it differently.
Gu Nanxi said firmly: "Of course!"
Widow Sun let out a long sigh and asked, "Can we move to Yunzhou?"
Wang was not happy, and Yan Tongchu and others looked at each other in confusion.
How to answer this question?!
In order to facilitate governance, successive dynasties have adopted relatively strict policies on population mobility.
Because of the prosperity of business in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the capital needed a large number of employees, so the policy on population mobility was relatively relaxed.
Although Duke Yun has taken a series of measures, including open recruitment for the Economic and Trade Bureau at the end of the month, all aimed at curbing land annexation, no one knows how effective they will be.
Wang Buxi frowned and was thinking about how to get around this question when he heard Duke Yun speak firmly.
"Yes! The new policy states that we will divide household registration into urban households and rural households, and divide the main households and customers by assets, and abolish the hierarchy of good and bad. Residents can apply for local household registration after living in any area for one year."
Widow Sun's eyes widened. What?! Cancel the hierarchy of good and bad people?!
The others in the audience could no longer sit still, and without caring that it was Widow Sun's speaking time, they started asking.
"I am a carpenter. Can my son also take the imperial examination?"
"My family's slaves, can they also have household registration?!"
"How can this be possible? I spent a lot of money to buy these slaves."
Some people agree with this policy, while others oppose it. But no matter what their opinions are, Yunzhou's new policy has been decided and will be promoted throughout the country in the coming year.
Widow Sun’s doubts were answered and she had nothing more to ask, so she walked off the stage.
This political meeting lasted for three days. With the Widow Sun's speech, the next people to take the stage began to stand on their own positions and put forward suggestions to protect their own interests.
Of course, they can make suggestions, but it is up to Gu Nanxi to decide whether to listen to them or not.
After all, this is a deliberative conference, not a political consultation conference.
Wen Yu led many of his subordinates to record the conference truthfully and published it in the "Yunzhou Weekly".
When the meeting ended that day, the gates of Fuming Town were opened again.
The representatives can choose to go home or stay in Yunzhou for a few more days.
The caravans, who had been impatient for a long time, swarmed into Fuming Town, buying goods in large quantities and inquiring about the content of the meeting.
After having a meal, Gu Nanxi and others returned to their respective territories without stopping.
The new policy contains too much content, and they must try to sort out everything that can be sorted out this winter.
By next spring, the work of guiding spring ploughing will have to follow the new policy.
At the gate of the governor's mansion, Su Yunyan's eyes were red and her heart was filled with reluctance.
Gu Nanxi stretched out his hand and tidied Su Yunyan's hair, his eyes loving: "The kiln has been built, and the first glass vase you made is very exquisite, and the quality is even higher than the colored glass at that time. Our Yunzhou New Policy is just throwing money around. Whether you can hold on depends on your glass business!"
Su Yunyan sniffed, feeling embarrassed to hold her mother's waist tightly like she did when she was a child, and could only look at Gu Nanxi with admiration.
"Don't worry, mother. Before the second batch of vases was even started, we have already sold more than a hundred types of glazed vases. Mr. Fang said that we should design more styles because the scarcity of items makes them valuable, so they can be sold at a higher price."
"Um."
Gu Nanxi looked at Wang Buxi again. Wang Buxi had lost a lot of weight, and there were some fine lines at the corners of his eyes and forehead. The dark circles under his eye sockets seemed to have never healed.
Gu Nanxi only said one sentence to Wang Buxi: "Yunbei Road is left to you."
Wang Buxi bowed his hands and said: "My lord, please rest assured that I am here."
Many people came to see him off, and they all looked at Gu Nanxi quietly.
Next to Wang Buxi was Old Xu. He had a head full of white hair, the wrinkles on his face were like old tree bark, and his back was a little bent.
Gu Nanxi felt apologetic: "Mr. Xu, I originally promised you that I would let you retire. Now, I have to ask you to step down."
The transformation of saline-alkali geology has consumed a lot of Mr. Xu's energy.
The sea rice in the saline-alkali land was very good during the autumn harvest this year. Besides, his apprentices had almost mastered the craft, so Mr. Xu wanted to go home and enjoy his grandchildren.
Mr. Xu didn't take it seriously and said with great interest: "The textile mill is almost built, and we are just waiting for the cotton to be produced here. I already have an idea on how to make cotton more cold-resistant. Don't worry, by the year after next at the latest, we will let the textile mill use our Yunzhou cotton!"
Gu Nanxi looked at Bian Que'an who seemed to be in a trance.
Before Gu Nanxi could speak, Bian Que'an waved his hand impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense. You are not young anymore, and your health is not good. Stay up late less and take care of your health. This time, bring my apprentice with you, and he will check your pulse every day! Don't die young, or your huge family business will be taken away by others."
"Thank you!"
Gu Nanxi touched his nose guiltily.
After returning to Yunzhou, Bian Que took his pulse and started cursing. After that, he prescribed several Chinese medicines that were more bitter than Coptis chinensis, and even changed his diet to medicated food.
Looking at the group of people in front of him, Gu Nanxi felt like he had endless things to say to them.
Wang Buxi urged with a smile: "My Lord, it's getting late. If we don't set off now, I'm afraid we will have to spend the night on the road."
Gu Nanxi looked at them deeply again: "I'm leaving!"
After saying that, Gu Nanxi got into the car without looking back.
The golden sunlight shines on the carriage.
Also leaving with Gu Nanxi were four thousand Yunzhou soldiers who were changing their guard.
Gu Nanxi has to return to Hezhong County to preside over the recruitment of the Jingjie Institute, while at the same time being on guard against any movements from the Great Zhou court.
Once the new policy is introduced, it is bound to face backlash from various forces.
Gu Nanxi was not afraid of them. She was more concerned about how the Great Zhou court would react to the establishment of the Political Affairs Hall. (End of this chapter)
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