Cui Lie saw that Liu Hong was so distressed about money, and began to think about it.

Your Majesty doesn't want to spend this money to fight?

Cui Lie, who was bent on stabilizing his position as the third duke, immediately said, "Your Majesty, since the treasury is empty, it is better to temporarily abandon Liangzhou, retreat to Chang'an, and when the treasury is abundant, it is not too late to restore Liangzhou." ”

Before Liu Hong could seriously consider this extremely constructive proposal, one of the people below had a crooked nose.

This person is Fu Xie, who did not succeed in becoming the lieutenant of Anding because of illness.

Fu Xie is a native of Liangzhou, and Cui Lie's words are to give up his hometown.

He died in a few years, where should he be buried? And what about your own ancestral grave?

Such a guy can also be three princes? Is there no one in the Kanto clan?

Fu Xie's remaining sanity did not fire directly at the Kwantung clan, but concentrated his firepower on Cui Lie.

"Your Majesty! According to Weichen's opinion, cut Situ, the world is safe! ”

Fu Xie didn't know how many people he killed in the Battle of the Yellow Turban, and this roar scared Cui Lie so much that the Chao Wat in Cui Lie's hand almost fell.

What's the situation? Why are you going to kill the old man?

Cui Lie hurriedly looked back, and when he saw Fu Xie's eyes that almost swallowed him, he hurriedly looked at Liu Hong in fright.

Your Majesty! The old minister is dangerous!

Cui Lie is the third prince after all, Liu Hong coughed and said, "Why did Fu Yilang say this?" ”

Fu Xie snorted, "Back then, as the patriarch and royal prince, even if he drank too much and threatened to destroy the Huns, he was still beheaded by Ji Bu, not to mention such a ridiculous suggestion now, how can he not be beheaded?" ”

Cui Lie was anxious, let alone recovering the lintel like this, it was impossible to say whether his head could be saved.

Cui Lie said to Liu Hong, "Your Majesty, Liangzhou has rebelled nine times in ten years, the land is barren, and it is just a burden to my Han. ”

Ah, you still dare to quibble!

Fu Xie, a man from the Northwest, was immediately unkind, he was not an ordinary martial artist, and he was born with filial piety, so he immediately became stunned.

"Your Majesty, Liangzhou is the world's most important country, the country's domain. Gaozu was at the beginning of the rise, so that Li Shang did not set Longyou; Zongshi expanded the realm, listed four counties, and the speaker thought that the right arm of the Xiongnu was broken.

Cui Situ is in the third duke, there is no strategy to retreat from the enemy, but he has to give up thousands of miles of land, you need to know that such as Qiang Hude Liangzhou, training soldiers and storing grain, so that the warriors are strong, then Yongzhou is exposed under the soldiers, Luoyang is in the upside down, and the world is in danger!

If Cui Situ doesn't know, it means that he is stupid, if he understands but pretends not to understand, it means that he is a traitor, whether he is stupid or rape, he should be killed! ”

When he said this, Cui Lie almost couldn't get up in one breath.

This scolding doesn't expose people's shortcomings, even if you are stupid, you want to say it!

Seeing Cui Lie so embarrassed, Yuan Kui felt helpless and walked out.

At this time, Yang Cituo, the head of the Yang family who was originally tied to the Yuan family in the court, was old and returned to his house as a special entry, and the sergeant clan took Yuan Kui as the head of the horse.

Yuan Kui said, "Your Majesty, although Cui Situ's words are inappropriate, but it is also a helpless strategy, Fu Yilang is a famous general in the world, since he thinks that Liangzhou can not give up, there must be a strategy to retreat from the enemy, I don't know if it?" ”

Fu Xie was speechless all of a sudden.

Yes, I can fight, but I also have to give money, this is not a military salary, even if I am King Xiang, I can't help it.

Fu Xie took a breath and said, "Your Majesty, Weichen recommends the general of the left chariot cavalry and the marquis of Huaili, Huangfu Yizhen, to be the commander, and Weichen is willing to be the front army!" ”

There's nothing I can do, but I'm sure my old boss will have it!

Fu Xie can also be regarded as half of Huang Fu Song's brainless fan, after all, he followed Huang Fu Song all the way to exterminate the Yellow Turban Army, and witnessed Huang Fu Song's talent in military command.

Liu Hong thought about it and felt that only Huangfu Song could hold the position of this commander in the Manchu Dynasty.

Because another Zhu Jun, who is as famous as Huangfu Song, happened to have passed away his mother, and now he has left Luo to return to his hometown to guard filial piety, and it stands to reason that he will not be able to go out of the mountain within three years.

"Even if General Huangfu is the commander, if you don't have money, you still can't do it, and the treasury and my West Garden have no money, so you can only work hard for Aiqing."

The corners of Liu Hong's mouth were slightly curved, and the legs and stomachs of the ministers below were a little weak.

His Majesty seems to be coming up with some bad idea again.

"Liangzhou is in turmoil, and it is in danger of Sheji, it just so happens that my Nangong has been burned down recently, you Aiqing, where should this money come from?"

Zhang Rang, who was on the side, immediately took over the conversation and said, "Your Majesty, Nangong is on fire because there are evil things, and the bronze caster should guard it."

Now that the Kanto region has been peaceful, the people are happy, and the harvest of the fields is imminent, it can relieve His Majesty's worries.

In addition, the world from 2,000 stone to Maocai filial piety, all removal, all because of the position donation! For example, the county guards of some large counties should donate 20 or 30 million. ”

The ministers below immediately calculated, as if they not only couldn't get the Liu family's money, but had to post a lot.

Liu Hong didn't wait for the people below to speak, nodded and said, "This is a good policy, just do it according to this, so you will have money!" ”

As he spoke, Liu Hong looked down and said, "If you Aiqing have any objections, you need to tell the widow where to find the money for the Pingliang Prefecture and the palace repair." ”

This sentence immediately blocked the mouth of the minister below.

One by one, the nose looks at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, this is a huge amount of money and grain measured in 100,000 yuan, if you want to find a way, it will be the third public a long time ago.

"Now that the money is available, Fu Yilang, I will let you be the Taishou of Hanyang, and the general of the left chariot cavalry will go to Chang'an immediately, unify the soldiers and horses of Yongliang, and exterminate the rebellion!"

Liu Hong was happy this time, and then the opportunity to suppress the rebellion in Liangzhou also repaired his house, why are he so smart!

- Qingzhou

Qingzhou, is one of the ancient Kyushu, "Zhou Li" has a saying, the east is called Qingzhou, Qingzhou is almost the Shandong of later generations, and the location of the plain country is probably in the later generations of Dezhou.

It's not Texas that uses bottle caps as money, it's Texas that has grilled chicken... Forget it, there is only one China in the world!

Pingyuan State has ten counties under its jurisdiction, with a population of more than one million, and its seat of governance is in Pingyuan County.

Ma Qiang stood on the side of the road outside Pingyuan County, looking at the fields on the side of the road, frowning.

The situation here seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined.

It's not that the field is uncultivated.

It's that something isn't quite right.

The field in front of Ma Qiang has a yellowish-white color.

Ma Qiang pinched the soil with his hand, and there was a feeling of "hardness" in his hand, and after a closer look, he found that there was a thin layer of white powder on the yellow-white soil.

This is a sign of saline land.

As far as the eye can see, such land can be seen everywhere.

It is indeed a low-lying area, but how many such saline plains are there?

Saline land is a catastrophe for agriculture, and the harvest here can be imagined.

The millions of people in the Plains Country live on such saline-alkali land? I'm afraid it's not an ordinary hard time!