Shopkeeper Lin gave a good idea.

These bullying and fearing hard goods in the court, they don't dare to do anything about the fierceness of Fujian Road.

Coup!

"Sir has a heart."

It is a great honor to be called a businessman, a treasurer, and to be called a businessman.

Li Er stood up: "Salt is the top priority of the imperial court every year, and how much of the imperial court's annual income of 100 million yuan depends on salt, and how much depends on Huai salt." In the matter of salt, it is clear that opposing the court is the way to die, but the displaced people are not. Exile is a small crime, so we must bear this crime, as a warrior, not guilty is a crime. ”

Li Er's words are a bit winding, and ordinary people must not understand them.

But the people here understand.

As a military general, if you don't have any handle for the court to clean up at any time, then you are definitely not far from death. Li Er's vision is not something that everyone can see and see clearly.

Li Er instructed: "Huai Yanchang, see how many people can escape, you can do it separately." ”

Everyone discussed some details, only half a day later.

On the side of the Great Song Dynasty, because of the Yellow River's major embankment, the first disaster area, the Xuyi army.

An important town in the north. It is half a day's walk from Sizhou, which is now controlled by Jin Guo.

Compared with the disaster in Sizhou, the whole city was flooded, because of the high terrain here, and full preparations have been made in advance, except for the part of Hongze Lake on the east side, which has completely turned into a mud pond, the rest of the place can barely maintain normal order.

The messenger arrived, holding a box in one hand and a box of matches in the other.

Zhai Jian was originally the third leader of the military on Huainan East Road, and now he is still the third.

The former town of the first place, Anhou, died.

Now it's Han Jiang.

It's just that the imperial court didn't record it.

Zhai Jian read Li Er's handwritten letter, drew a match from the messenger's hand and scratched it on his armor, then lit the letter and burned it, and then left an imprint on another piece of paper in the letter box.

The messenger raised his hand and clenched his fist, and turned to leave.

"Uncle." Several lieutenants surrounded him.

Zhai Jian said: "Rob people, rob clearly." Don't play those imaginary ones, just rob people. ”

The deputy general asked in a low voice: "Uncle, didn't it say that our food can hold up?" As soon as the robbery starts here, the victims will flock to it. ”

Zhai Jian replied: "I don't know if the rice is enough to eat, but the brothers of the Xian family told me that they have a kind of potato called potato there, and they have shipped a lot of it this time." It's not food, but it's hungry. There are a lot of plantings on Guangnan West Road, at the beginning of the Han family, when the young monarch of the Han family got married, someone from Leizhou came over, and after going back, they planted a lot in Qiongya, and the best two pennies a pound in the local area, the difference is only a penny. ”

"Go ahead, open the porridge shed."

"Order."

Xuyi Army, here is a small city, that is, the scale of the county level, as the most border confrontation fortress city ordinary people are not many, and the fields here are also planted by Xuyi Army.

The army had a full strength of 9,700 men, and 6,600 soldiers were fighting.

And the grain here, 600,000 quintals.

If it weren't for this catastrophe, half of the food stored here would have been wasted next year.

Because all the granaries of the Xuyi army can only store 150,000 quintals of grain.

On the border line, mouthfuls of marching cauldrons were supported, boiling water, and rice, and someone showed it on the side: "The rule is that the porridge is put into a cloth bag and does not flow, and the chopsticks are inserted in the pot and not poured." This pass can only enter but not out, Fujian Road has a business to recruit workers, blacksmiths, carpenters, masons, tenants. Literacy is a priority. ”

The level was released, and people poured over like a tide.

Xuyi robs people during the day, but in Yancheng at night.

Yancheng in this era was by the sea, and Yancheng eight hundred years later was still dozens of miles away from the sea.

Yancheng, an important production area of Huai salt.

The Great Song Dynasty has strict rules for salt, and the salt households are also divided into upper, middle and lower grades, ten households and one first, and the first one may not be a large household, but the one who masters the stove must be the upper household.

There are salt officials of the imperial court who manage the fire here.

Fire refers to the salt stove, the ashes, the number of plates, and the amount of salt that can be fried in one volt.

There are also hours to work every day.

When the salt officer arrived, a fire broke out, and it should be recorded. Every day, when the hour comes, the fire must be extinguished, and after the record, it must be reported to the salt officer at a higher level, and all the fires used to burn salt must be extinguished.

There is no possibility for salt farmers to burn private salt.

In Yancheng, salt officials are upper-class people, wealthy households with stoves are middle-class, and ordinary salt households are inferior.

The relationship between superiors and subordinates, the gap between the rich and the poor, is the biggest contradiction in Yancheng.

In the middle of the night, the boat from Quanzhou docked, and the low-class salt households, who had been prepared for a long time, dragged their families to the sea, some lined up for the boat to be transferred, some took the plank and paddled to the boat, and some young and strong people jumped into the sea and swam directly to the boat.

With sufficient preparation, thousands of small households were robbed in one night.

It was the first night.

The promise was to double the amount of money earned each month, and there was no limit to the amount of salt produced, only the full amount of salt per mu per year was paid, and the rest was kept to oneself and allowed to be traded freely.

Lin'an House.

Palace.

Zhao Kuo, the wood carving, once again sat as stable as Mount Tai, and seemed to be listening to Jing Bore's report every ten years.

Han Tongqing, who has not been to the DPRK for three or five years, has to go to the DPRK today, which makes him very unhappy, and he does not like to be an official. But with the official position of the commander of the Beida Battalion, this military attache of the second grade, he had to go to the court, because his position was related to the safety of Lin'an City.

Han Tongqing has already decided to go to the Tai Hospital to issue a diagnosis certificate for himself when he retires from the DPRK today.

I have a thirst-quenching disorder and am ready to take time off work at any time.

Not much, no more than eighteen days a month.

Han Tongqing glanced at Zhao Kuo, he was a father-in-law very well, and the color of the dragon chair could understand more than one percent, even if his head was not disabled.

Basically, I don't understand.

Han Tongqing glanced at the position on the other side of the hall gate again, and there was an empty one.

The location of the embassy of Zhengqipin City.

Damn it.

Han Jiang didn't come again, and Han Tongqing didn't know what excuse Han Jiang used to ask for leave.

But when he thought of Han Jiang sitting by the lake roasting meat and tasting wine, Han Tongqing felt very unhappy, this fifty-year-old brother had already hated Han Jiang, the seventeen-year-old brother.

After sighing in his heart, Han Tongqing was also relieved.

After all, there is still fun in the court today.

The right to know Lin'an Mansion!

This official position was specially given to Li Tong, because this official was a civil official, and the power of the Quan Zhi Lin'an Mansion in the court was equivalent to a deputy minister.

In the Bianliang period, at least it was only when he participated in political affairs that he could also know Kaifeng Mansion.

Even, Quan Zhi Kaifeng Mansion has been the crown prince for several terms.

Previously, because Wu Song was the nephew of the Empress Dowager Cilie, he was the official position of Quanzhi Lin'an Mansion alone.

Now Wu Song has gone to Zhipingjiang Mansion.

People didn't go, but they took up this position, saving people from worrying.