Chapter 1295: The Fire

After writing the data of eighty counties, Bi Zhongyou had already newly calculated the total grain reserves on Shaanxi Road, and wrote a row of numbers next to the table: "The total is 312,732 people in Dingfu, and 3.6 million stone in grain, right?" ”

The clerk who was tapping on the abacus on the side nodded: "No difference." ”

Bi Zhongyou said: "Now I will give the 300,000 stone service of the Metropolitan Economic Strategy Division to the counties, you are optimistic, this is the strength that your county needs to provide and the food that needs to be transferred this time." ”

After finishing speaking, he began to fill in the numbers converted according to the warehousing of each county at the back of the form.

After filling it in, Bi Zhongyou continued: "This number is correct, right? If that's right, it's everyone's job. ”

There was a commotion below, and an old official shouted: "These are warehouse grains, not military affairs, and they have to be turned around again, but I'm afraid it's even too late!" ”

Bi Zhongyou raised his hand: "Everyone listen to me!" Of course, the Transshipment Division knows that it is too late to order the counties to pay the grain, let's take it step by step, first of all, is there a fallacy in this number? ”

The county officials didn't make a fuss, and this number is no problem.

Bi Zhongyou said: "Well, after a while, all counties will register in the transfer department according to this number, check the money and grain owed to the transfer department, sign and receive the travel expenses for the service to Weizhou, and send it to the service husband after they go back, and order them to gather in Weizhou." ”

"Don't want food?" The officials of the counties below shouted again.

"No more food!" Bi Zhongyou said: "But this time, the servant must have a horse, and the transfer department will pay it to each county at the cost of one person and one horse. ”

"There are few people, but there are many horses, for example, your county servant is 2,000 people, you can organize a horse team of 300 people and 1,700 horses, and the transfer department will still give you 2,000 people!"

Rumble! All of a sudden, there was a commotion at the bottom!

Bi Zhongyou motioned for everyone to be quiet: "Everyone go back, block the treasury, set it up as a special warehouse, and make the first gold and silk the most money, don't open it, and write down its name and think it is appropriate." ”

"After that, lead the Ding Zhuang horse team and gather in Longshou County, where there are 600,000 stone grain stocks of the Sitong Firm!"

"After the horse team arrives, they will each receive the grain needed by the Six Roads Transit Division, and receive twice as much, half as military funds, and the other half as self-sufficient!"

"When the service is completed, the counties will return the money and grain sealed in the warehouses to the Sitong firm."

At this time, the county officials were very excited, and even a little impatient, this business, ah not this service, not only does not lose, but also makes a lot of money!

History of the Song Dynasty

Uncle Zhongyouzi, ascended to the same rank as Zhong Yan, and transferred the main book of Shouqiu Zhecheng, Luo Shanling, and Huanqing Transit Division to do office work.

From Gao Zunyu to the west, the transportation period is urgent, and the husband of 80 counties in Shaanxi Province is 300,000, once it is collected, the transfer makes Fan Chun and Richard's food given by it, and it will be protracted.

The subordinates of the meeting did not know what to do, so as to blame Zhongyou.

Zhongyou gathered the county officials, so that the first effect of gold and silk is the most money, do not open the sword, and the number of its names is taken as a quality.

Thousands of people are expected to lose their amounts, and the walls of the warehouse are withdrawn, so that the winners of the grain will go to their place, and the people will fight for themselves, lose half of them and be half self-sufficient, and they will not end up scattering.

The next day, the army marched.

Pure, sighing and thanking: "If you are not a gentleman, you will lose my business a few times." ”

……

East Road, Jialu River.

The severe cold for several days, coupled with the heavy fog falling from the sky, allowed Ye Weima and Baa to finally get rid of the entanglement and pursuit of the army of Seed Brothers, and fled to the Jialu River.

In winter, the waterways of the Kalu River have been frozen, and both sides are covered with dense withered reeds nearly two people high.

It was already late at night, Ye Weima was wrapped in a brocade robe, and the inside of the robe was stuffed with reeds and grass wool, but it was still difficult to resist the severe cold of the night.

In order not to be discovered by the Song army, the sergeants did not even dare to light the fire, drank cold water and ate raw food, and there were many epidemics in the army.

Fortunately, he has escaped death, and after thinking about returning to the crossing, he can drill into the earth, the vast 700 miles of water, where can you not hide people?

Without a village guide, the 200,000 army would have no choice but to do anything.

The next thing is to try the courage of lying on the salary, recruit the subordinates, and make a comeback.

But it's getting harder.

After Wang Zhongzheng clicked on the sacred skill of "fighting local tyrants and dividing the fields" in the Quye River area, he immediately played the effect of "Zhou Shi Muye, the gangsters defected".

The policy is simple - cut hair, stab hands, and be easy to obey.

Then the grain was given and the land was divided, and the Han wheat households were given a hundred and forty acres! Cattle, sheep and horses, one ding and two acres!

The army and the people surrendered to resist the violence, killed the chiefs, chiefs, and Xia officials, and were good at protecting the warehouses, account books, and household registrations, and promised military merits!

Those who serve in the commandery, with the number of people and horses in the department, will be awarded the flag of return, and the envoys of the third class will be awarded, and the brocade clothes and jade belts will be awarded!

As soon as the text was written, serfs from all over the country rose up one after another.

The Tibetan people are very honest, and after capturing and locking their own generals, they also did farm work, harvested wheat and returned to the warehouse, and waited for the officials and soldiers to take over the distribution!

Wang Zhongzheng was embarrassed to loot and kill the good and risky merits, and finally only looted the Liang family's "Imperial Village" and "Family Temple".

In the end, this big gap still can't be filled, and the 100,000 hectares of land in the south of Quye River are only enough to arrange 250,000 Dingkou, and there are still 50,000 places that cannot be arranged.

So Wang Zhongzheng erected the banner of recruitment, and we went to the Xiangyou Military Division to get the land!

This immediately attracted 100,000 people.

Wang Zhongzheng is stupid, this Nima tests my math?! Where is the extra 50,000?!

It turned out that many wheat households who had already been fiefdomed had given up their land and joined the army.

The common people's principle is simple, 40 acres for 200 acres, even if you work hard in the future and open up 40 acres of wheat fields, the remaining 160 acres will be picked up in vain! Don't do it for fools!

This Nima ...... Wang Zhongzheng picked the back of his head, and finally decided that a sheep was also driving, and a group of sheep was also shouting.

The army is now not short of food, there is no shortage of meat, and the newly recruited Fan army is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, and they are still natural cavalry, and their morale is a hundred times better than those brought by the twelve generals of the Beijing Division.

Anyway, Ye Weima's side is not a good soldier, everyone is about the same starting line, the Song people also provide excellent armor here, and there are twice as many people, after the team changes clothes, it is two vegetable snails to fight a slug, afraid of a bird!

Wang Zhongzheng also had a big heart, so he simply asked the twelve generals to guard the land obtained by the Quye River and guard against the Liao, and he took the 100,000 newly descended Tibetan tribes to the Balwei River with great dignity!

The Fan tribe is all connected with the sound and spirit, Ye Bima and Baa are buried on the way to escape, and many servant troops get the policy of the Song army, so they deliberately drag behind, and then drag their families to join Wang Zhongzheng.

The most painful thing is that these people are the natives here, familiar with the mountains and rivers, and also know the escape route of Ye Fuma and Baba, and they took Wang Zhongzheng out of nowhere, and beat Ye Fuma and Baa to complain.

Ye Yanma tightened his robe again, and a rumbling sound sounded in his stomach.

Bear with me, and tomorrow will be fine......

At this moment, there was a slight vibration on the ground, followed by more and more severe vibrations, Ye Weima jumped up in shock, and the Song people attacked at night?!

On the edge of the reeds, countless huge black figures were running wildly in search of the road, as if there was some devil chasing behind them!

Horses! Quite a few still carry saddles!

The night horse frightened, it was a big change in the cavalry, Ye Weima grabbed a galloping horse, trying to calm it down, but the galloping horse jumped and neighed, and in a blink of an eye, he broke free from Ye Weima's control and continued to run forward.

In the darkness of the night, the army was attacked by its own herd of horses, and it was thrown into chaos.

There was a light in the sky, not the sunrise of dawn, but ...... Wildfires!

Ye Weima finally knew why the horses were restless, these intelligent creatures sensed the great danger one step ahead of people, and ran towards the only way to survive!

Immediately after, the firelight turned into many bright spots, and then connected in a line, whistling towards itself in the cold winter wind!

The Xia people were completely panicked, and the fire was no less than ten miles in radius, and it was getting closer and closer.

The wind fueled the fire, and the Xia people, who had lost their horses, had no way to escape.

Obviously, it was still far away just now, but the smoke and heat wave seemed to be in front of him in a blink of an eye, Xia Jun was trapped here, and the only way out was the frozen river!

Ye Weima didn't know where he was buried now, he only knew that his only way out was to run to the ice surface that was not solid!

There were many people who thought the same way as him, Ye Weima was terrified, and as soon as he ran to the river, the fires on both sides of the river roared past him and burned forward.