became the supervisor of the rectification guard of the four southern mansions of the Ming Dynasty to suppress bandits, but the imperial court did not allocate a grain of money and grain, and everything had to be raised by Lu Hanqiang himself. Ｅ』．％

Lu Hanqiang, the guard of the Ming Dynasty, knows that it has been rotten to the point that if you want to have combat effectiveness, you will completely change blood, eliminate the old mixed rice military households, and recruit the young and strong people in the homeless people to make up for the posts, this is the only way, fortunately, the recruitment system was formed in the Ming Dynasty as early as possible, and eating food as a soldier has also become the choice of some unemployed.

But Lu Hanqiang didn't want to do that, and he didn't want to count on the household department of the imperial court, and of course he didn't want to pay out of his own pocket, it was a thankless and stupid thing that might cause trouble.

And all the income of the new area depends on the production capacity of coke.

Lu Hanqiang looked at Zhao Zi, and now Zhao Zi is fully responsible for the reception of grain merchants in the south.

Zhao Zi stood up and looked at Wang Gonggong, how much grain comes from the south now depends on Wang Gonggong's coke output.

Wang Gonggong stood up and looked back at Zhao Zi, because Zhao Zi was also responsible for the task of coal mining.

"Don't talk nonsense, say it quickly." Lu Hanqiang saw that this was the rhythm of the circle kick, and urged impatiently at that time.

"According to the current amount of 200,000 stone of coke that can be delivered every month, we can get 1 million stone of grain from the southern grain merchants a month." Zhao Zi replied cautiously.

Now coke has opened up sales channels in the south, with short supply to describe the urgent mood of the southern merchants, at the foot of the mountain in the inn of the new town, most of the people living are agents from all over the south, urging the delivery of coke.

"What about our capacity?"

"If the supply of carboniferous ore can be supplied, I can produce no less than 300,000 stones of coke per month. But the carboniferous"

"Zhao Xiancheng, I need to recruit another 5,000 homeless people and open another mine, maybe it?"

The expansion of coke production capacity has been prepared, and it has become the top priority, everything is ready only to owe the east wind, expand the mine, and now the mine must be expanded.

Zhao Xiancheng shrank his neck when asked.

Of course, Zhao Xiancheng's expression fell in Lu Hanqiang's eyes at all, didn't this old man always pray for Lu Hanqiang to expand the number of recruits? That expression doesn't seem right today. "What? Having difficulties? That's strange, shouldn't a large number of displaced people come south now? Now there are not a million displaced people in the mountainous land, and I have only helped and resettled a mere 100,000 people, and if you add the people who serve these displaced people and drive them to feed, it is only 150,000, and there are still many people.

Zhao Xiancheng said bitterly: "Lord Lu, we don't have many displaced people now. ”

Lu Hanqiang wondered, at this time, the most important thing in the world should be homeless, everyone is afraid that it is too late, why is it not the meaning of Zhao Xiancheng at all now.

Zhao Xiancheng didn't wait for Lu Hanqiang to ask, so he truthfully reported the situation.

There are people all over the world, not that there are none, but that they can't come.

When the displaced people were everywhere, they were in a panic all day long, and they kept driving the displaced people to the neighboring local county governments, which was called beggar-thy-neighbor, so as to reduce the pressure on their own localities.

However, after the start of the work-for-work relief in Ping 6, the displaced people did not need to be driven out, and began to drag their families and mouths out, and when this result just began, everyone celebrated with each other, and finally stopped fighting lawsuits for the two counties to drive out the displaced people from each other, and as a result, some counties and villages were about to flee.

Is a prefectural ordinance without people still a prefectural ordinance? In a county where there are no people, who will collect the autumn grain and summer tax? Therefore, these local officials do not care whether the people live or die, do not govern the locality, fight disasters and save themselves, but do everything possible to prevent the displaced people from going out, so they do whatever it takes, including the now prevailing law of joint payment, that is to say, a village originally had a mouth, according to the same tax donation, if there are people fleeing the famine and fleeing, then those who have no peasant population to pay taxes and servitude, these people who are still in the burden of servitude, so that they have formed, in order not to increase the tax burden of the servitude, one family looks at the other, As a result, everyone starved to death.

Since you can't escape and survive, there is another way, unveil the pole and rise, and for a while, the poles and banners in the mountains and mountains fluttered everywhere, sweeping most of the two provinces like a flood and beasts.

"And the saddest thing is." The upright Zhao Xiancheng now slammed Lu Hanqiang's table with blood-red eyes: "Just when the Governor of the Four Prefectures was just appointed, those bastards in Shanxi jointly blocked the border of the Four Prefectures, preventing a hungry and cold homeless person from coming to My Ping 6 to get a bite to eat, and would rather let them starve to death at the border of the Four Mansions."

Yes, Zhao Xiancheng is right, this time Geng Ruqi and the political envoy of Shanxi Yanbu invited Lu Hanqiang to send a messenger from the four prefectures, which was just a small pit that had just been dug out, and then it was to start and strangle Lu Hanqiang's roots.

Whether it is disaster relief or rectification of the health center, Lu Hanqiang needs a huge amount of money and food, and what is the root of this money and food? Mines and carbon, and these require a lot of labor, without population, without labor, Lu Hanqiang will have nothing, as long as the population is choked, in this way, Lu Hanqiang can be completely destroyed. For this reason, the governor Xingyuan and the political envoy of Shanxi issued a rare joint red-headed document, strictly ordering Shanxi to block the Yellow River along the Yellow River, which is how the history is done, not allowing a single Shaanxi displaced person to enter the country, strictly ordering the blockade of the junction of the four southern provinces, and not allowing a displaced person to go south to Ping.6 Now the border of the four provinces has been blocked with a large number of displaced people, screaming and shouting every day, but they cannot go south half a step.

Lu Hanqiang was shocked, for a long time, he looked around blankly, "Why is this, why is this?" Is it just to bring down my Lu Hanqiang, do you want hundreds of people to starve to death? Master of the Ming Dynasty, what about your conscience? What about your conscience? ”

Lu Hanqiang slowly transformed from muttering to roaring, one after another roaring.

Zihan was scared, he had already seen that Lu Hanqiang had a magic barrier, rushed up and hugged Lu Hanqiang's arm, crying and comforting: "It's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine." ”

Ruyun gagged her mouth stiffly, and looked at Lu Hanqiang who was struggling in Zihan's arms with frightened eyes, she really didn't understand, she really didn't understand.

All the people rushed up and hugged Lu Hanqiang tightly, but they didn't know how to comfort him.

Lu Hanqiang broke free of Zihan's hand, opened his arms and raised his face to the sky, and let out a desperate howl in a hoarse voice: "My motherland that suffers deeply. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole body stubbornly straightened, but soon collapsed weakly to the ground.