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In a remote and quiet guest house in Jiuhan County, Ji Xi, Lunxiu, and Yu Xiu gathered here to talk happily at this moment. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ji Xi looked out the window at the swirling golden leaves floating on the ground, here, filled with a quiet scene, smiled, satisfied with the environment here, since the last time he left, he wanted to come back.

He funded a cook from Fengguo, and the other party deliberately chose such a place, the entire guest house was built of wood, and in terms of decoration, it was ingenious, which highlighted the sense of silence and loneliness, and the cooking skills were unexpectedly good, so it became their permanent base.

"You're buying a lottery ticket again? Did you hit last month? ”

At this time, Yu Xiu's voice came, attracting Ji Xi's attention, he looked at the things in Lun Xiu's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Lun, there are people in your family who are soldiers, how can they be short of money?"

Lun Xiu scratched the back of his head and said: "All that money is going to be left to Lun Zhi, I'm just trying my luck, anyway, two cents a week, it should be used to support military spending!" I hit a little bit last month and won ten bucks, haha. ”

"Good luck! I've been transferred to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and the number of refugees has increased to more than 200,000, and it's still increasing, and it's estimated that it will be a few days before it reaches 500,000. Yu Xiu couldn't help complaining.

"I'm fine, I've been running around for the past few days, measuring the land, drawing maps, planning new villages, and classifying land deeds." Ji Xi shrugged.

"I'm also busy, I'm the only one in charge of the entire logistics department, I've been sorting out information, asking for money, and summarizing files in the past few days, and I'm so busy that I'm dying!" Lun Xiu also said helplessly.

"Can you still keep me busy? Do you know how many people I take over in a day for temporary identification? I want to chop my hands! said that he would enjoy the blessings of being an official, which is different from what I imagined! I kind of regret being an official! Yu Xiu vomited bitterness.

"Okay, okay, it's rare to take a half-day break, let alone work!" Ji Xi hurriedly dissuaded, he didn't want his rare rest to listen to these two people complain.

"Have you noticed that there are many novels on the market recently, which have more or less positive images of the Han Kingdom, and the plot in them is ...... Well, it's pretty good. Yu Xiu found out a novel, a mysterious secret way.

Lun Xiu took the book and flipped a few pages, threw it to Ji Xi, and said, "It's a little naïve, too ingenious." I don't like it very much. ”

Ji Xi flipped for a long time and said lightly: "Let me add, it's too vulgar."

"Don't! I can't see anything in this one, these books seem to have popped up overnight, all in the name of the Han Publishing House, and now these books are available on the streets and alleys, as well as the Han newspaper, which is updated every day, and there is a kind of essence of the week. ”

Yu Xiu is the youngest here, and when it comes to what he is interested in, his eyebrows are flying, and he finishes everything he knows in one breath, for fear that he will not be able to attract Ji Xi and others.

"Newspapers?"

Ji Xi and the others came to be interested.

At this time, the merchants came over, brought their respective portions of wine and food, and then smiled gently and turned to leave.

The three of them toasted each other, talking about what they were interested in.

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At the same time, Toyotomi, who was far away on Fukue Island, received an endless stream of emissaries from the heads of families on Kyushu Island, watching them exchange food for Fukushou ointment, and then go back to the head of the family to use.

What's more, he came directly in person, and after getting the Fushou ointment, he suddenly began to curl up impatiently on the tatami mats, sucking wildly with duck slices, and soon, his face showed a comfortable color, and the whole person seemed to be fluttering like a fairy, wanting to ride the wind over.

Of course, the rest of the people are divided into two kinds, the first is just a village head, there is not enough food, sprinkled and tricked, just want a little, this kind of either die and chop up and feed the fish, or get out and continue to beg, or unscrupulous means to get food.

Ten catties of grain, in exchange for one catty of Fushou paste, and supporting equipment is also given.

The second type, relying on the strong army, planned to rob by force, and even got the origin, and then sold the feudal town by itself, the consequences were obvious, it was destroyed by the Toyotomi banner, and the prisoners of war were concentrated, intending to transport them back to the Han Kingdom at one time.

However, while sending these addicts away, Toyotomi couldn't help but feel a curiosity about duck slices, and he waited for no one around, followed the example of those addicts, lay on the tatami mat, kneaded the Fukushou cream, stuffed it into the box above the smoking gun, and then tried it.

The same was true of the Tokugawa on Tsushima Island, and soon, within a few days, the main personnel of the two banners were all contaminated with the ointment of Fuju.

But in the same way, because of the name, the people of Kyushu Island actually really regard this as a panacea that can become a god, otherwise, how could it give people that pleasant feeling?

So, intentionally or unintentionally, under the show-off, the sale of Fukushou paste spread to Honshu Island and Shikoku Island, and in an accident, it was discovered by a minister from Kyoto, and after trying, he suddenly couldn't stop.

But the minister had no food in his hands, and he looked down on the small lord in the countryside, thinking that he could deter the Toyotomi family with his own identity, and demanded that the Toyotomi family pay a tribute of 1,000 stone of Fushou paste every year.

One thousand stones, that is, hundreds of thousands of catties of Fushou ointment! In addition, after many times of brainwashing, Toyotomi was not afraid at all, completely ignoring the identity of the other party, but he did not directly start a war with a brain-dead, but said that he could not be the master of this matter, and there were too many of them, which was likely to lead to the fact that the people behind him did not sell Fushou cream.

The princess couldn't reduce the number of stones from 1,000 to 100.

Toyotomi still refused.

In the end, it was reduced to 10 stone per year, and he was willing to give a 5% discount each time.

The minister brought the Fushou paste back to Kyoto, and immediately hung up a craze, which directly led to everyone taking the Fushou paste as the current trend, if you don't smoke the Fushou ointment, it is outdated! We don't bother to be in your company.

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When the number of refugees in Han reached 610,000, it was already July 8, and 80,000 refugees would be transported to various places in batches in the next three days.

They were even bewitched by some of the original nobles and scholars, and some refugees were dissatisfied with the Han State, and they began to feel that they did not need to work for relief, they could go home, they could fish, beg, they were not slaves of the Han State, and they were bewitched by the nobles and scholars, and planned to seize Han County, plunder the wealth, and even take this place for themselves.

It was marked by the beginning of a refusal to obey the orders of the Han officials and an attempt to leave the camp.

After Zhu Xia learned the news, he immediately issued an order to withdraw all the officials in the concentration camp, excluding Hao Zhao and leading 300 people, and all those who dared to step out of the concentration camp would be killed! Let those self-righteous guys calm down and let them know who is in charge here.

These people are all laborers, and Zhu Xia is naturally reluctant, but it does not mean that Zhu Xia can condone their thoughts and behaviors, they have been encouraged by the nobles and scholars hidden in the crowd, and have preconceived ideas.

It takes blood to calm them down if they want to change this perception.

There are always some people who are cheap, tell them well, don't listen! I didn't wake up until I stabbed them with a knife!

Was it useful at that time?

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