"Yes, he does! Stinky boy, don't hurry up and kowtow to the eldest son! ”

In the hut, a gray-haired woman limped to the dilapidated door frame and shouted urgently.

The son has a chance, and he can follow the eldest son as a personal guard, how can he refuse.

That is the son of His Majesty the Great Qin Emperor, the eldest son of Great Qin, and how noble his identity is.

To be personally recruited by the eldest son is simply the glory of the three generations of the ancestors!

Who wants to miss such an opportunity?

Although he was a little reluctant to leave the village where he had lived for decades, he felt extremely honored to think that his son could get rid of the identity of the head of Qianqian and shine on the lintel!

"Mother."

Mang Tu turned his head to look at the woman holding on to the door frame.

Hearing the old lady's scolding, without saying a word, she knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said with a firm gaze: "Even if Mang Tu dies, he will never let others hurt the eldest son for half a point!" ”

Fusu bowed slightly, the smile on his face was more satisfied, and his heart was even more satisfied with this guard.

Although the system's panel has shown loyalty, it is loyalty to the host, not disposition.

An obedient and filial person will have a bottom line when he does things.

It is more reassuring to keep such a person by your side as a confidant.

After leaving 200 people to help the villagers rebuild their homes, Fusu left Daniu Village with his team.

Along the way, I saw that many of the guards had a Hun head on their waists, and their brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

After the Shang Dynasty changed the law, the 20th rank was set up, relying on the first-level statistical military merits.

But this method is too bloody, and if it is not handled well, it will breed a plague!

This method is okay in small battles, but once a large battle occurs, wait until the battle is over to count, and it is likely that there will be a risk of leading the army.

Liu Ji followed the line of sight and immediately understood it with his wisdom.

He said, "Is Childe dissatisfied with the way he records his exploits?" ”

Fusu rode on the horse and bowed his head slightly, and muttered: "Is there a solution for the military advisor?" ”

Liu Ji touched his beard and said proudly: "Childe doesn't have to worry about this matter, as long as you make a slight change, you can solve it." ”

Fu Su raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "I want to hear about it." ”

Liu Ji didn't sell it either, touched his beard and said with a smile:

"Childe can set up a team of superintendents, and when encountering a battle, he can record his military exploits in the back, and at the same time, he can also kill and flee for his life, and deter others in the army!"

Syllable!

"That's a good idea!" Fusu happily slapped his thigh, and his face showed satisfaction.

In the end, it is the wise demon who assists Zhu Yuanzhang to dominate the world, and he is clear about these things!

Then he frowned slightly, and thought of a question.

It seems that papermaking has not yet been invented in this era, and bamboo slips are used as recording tools.

Even the father-in-law and aristocracy only used raw silk to weave silk, which was light and easy to carry.

But the cost is too high, and a large-scale battle is fought, and the consumption of silk alone is a huge expense!

It's a pity that when I was studying, I studied history and liberal arts, and I only had a general understanding of papermaking, and practical operation was not my strong point.

If you study science, you won't have so many worries.......

I could only groan: "It's just that the bamboo slips are heavy, and I'm afraid it's inconvenient to carry on the battlefield." ”

Liu Ji touched his beard and said proudly: "Childe doesn't need to worry, his subordinates have studied papermaking a little and have made it himself." ”

Fusu's heart suddenly rejoiced.

In other words, in the Ming Dynasty, papermaking technology has been relatively developed, and it is not surprising that Liu Ji's ability and knowledge can master this knowledge!

With a wave of your hand, you'll be in charge of setting up the production ...... Well, it's called a paper mill!

"No!"

Liu Ji respectfully accepted the order, thought for a while and said, "Son, the matter of grain and grass is imminent, and I will ask for instructions." ”

Fusu frowned, his fingers rubbing his chin deep into thought.

Although now with the sweet potato as a high-yield weapon, there is no need to worry about famine and people starving to death in the future.

It also takes time to plant.

According to the introduction of the system, the improved and optimized sweet potatoes can be cut into ten pieces per catty and buried directly in the ground to achieve high yield.

Although there are no technical limitations, the time required to grow is unavoidable.

At the earliest, it will take three months to harvest.

There are 300,000 troops in Shangjun, and the people who built the Great Wall also need to eat, and the monthly food expenditure is a large expense.

When the First Emperor was alive, as an elite division stationed on the border, he naturally had the imperial court to distribute grain.

But now that the First Emperor is gone, with the temperament of Hu Hai and Zhao Gao, I wish this threat to the throne would disappear as soon as possible, how could they be willing to distribute food again!

In its current form, Liu Ji's concerns are not unreasonable.

Although the people of Shangjun can be allowed to collect grain again, the current output of the fields wants to feed hundreds of thousands of people, which will undoubtedly make the people of Shangjun worse and make the already difficult life even more difficult!

This is the next step, and we will not take this step unless we have to.

"Is there a good way to deal with it? As long as we can survive this year, we will no longer have to worry about the food problem. Fusu rubbed his chin and asked.

The military advisor was originally a planner, so if you have nothing to do, ask the last sentence: What can you do?

Maybe there's a windfall!

Liu Ji touched his beard and thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "My subordinates have a plan, but it's just ......." ”

Fu Su smiled indifferently and said indifferently: "The military advisor doesn't have to worry, it's okay to say anything if you have anything." ”

Liu Ji said in a low voice: "At present, the news of the death of the First Emperor has not been made public, and you are still the eldest son of Great Qin, the first heir in line!"

All you need to do is fix a book and borrow food from the surrounding counties, and they won't refuse!

As long as we can start before Hu Hai becomes emperor, we can at least borrow enough grain and grass to sustain the army for half a year!

However, this may leave Childe with gossip ...... to deceive his colleagues. ”

Liu Ji told the plan in his heart, and looked cautiously at the man beside him.

Ask yourself, in your own opinion, this plan is wonderful!

Taking advantage of the gap between him and Xianyang to tear his face, it is definitely a clever plan to get the surrounding county towns to provide grain and grass without a single soldier.

If the one with the surname Zhu listens, he will definitely clap his hands and laugh, and he will repair books and cheat food without hesitation, and he will not care about these if he is born low anyway.

But the one in front of me is different.

The eldest son of the dignified Emperor Qin, who was born noble, and received Confucianism since he was a child, he was the most disdainful of such roosters and dogs.

Now when I put forward the suggestion of cheating food, I will inevitably be apprehensive.

Fusu went through the strategy in his heart, using the identity that was about to be worthless in exchange for grain and grass, this deal was worth it!

Liu Ji saw that the other party frowned and didn't speak, and said cautiously: "If the son thinks that the strategy of cheating the grain is inappropriate, his subordinates can think of another way." ”

Fu Su raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "Aren't you just cheating about the grain, if my son is in a hurry, he will rob it!" ”