The dispatch of the fleet is finally completed. The boats on the shallows, one by one, were towed to the shallow sea, and the people who saw them off were lined up on both sides. On one side was Sun Yuanhua, and behind him, there were 30,000 farmers, looking at Yang Fan one by one, and their hearts were choked up indescribably. It was Yang Fan who brought them here, everyone has a field, everyone can have a stomach, and now, the beloved wants to return, and they are naturally reluctant.

"Will you ever come back?" Flowey holds a jar. It was not the porcelain that Yang Fan brought them, but the clay pots of their tribe. She handed it to Yang Fan with some sadness, and said, "I took so many crystal bottles from you, this, and the cured meat inside, and gave it to you." Yang Fan took Huahua's thoughts, touched her head, and said, "I'll be back." Don't think that such a jar of meat is going to send me away. How much you take here, it's too cheap for you. ”

Huahua sneered, lost her sorrow, nodded, and said, "Okay, when you come back, you must bring over the rouge gouache you said, by the way, and perfume!" ”

"Alright, alright, I've got it all for you." Yang Fan shook his head, looked at the two big leaders of the Sanqing tribe and the Yuweaving tribe, and said: "I'm leaving, but it doesn't mean that the original covenant is gone, on the contrary, for the sake of the stability and balance of your two tribes, you must maintain this alliance, I hope you can abide by it." ”

"Lord Yang is leaving, Han people here, I promise, next time you come, there will be no more." Deng Ming smiled, "If it's really possible, I want to follow you back to that empire." But the tribe needs me, so they won't bother. ”

Yang Fan held Sun Yuanhua's hand and slowly walked to the side of the boat, "Old Sun, send me." "Yang Fan looked at the sea, blue and blue, the farther he looked, the more secluded he became." It's up to you here. Remember, just act in the original official frame, and do everything according to the original plan, there will be no chaos. The two tribes here are our biggest door gods, and now they all want to win us over, which is the best state, give them some sweetness, but don't get too close, especially the majority of the Sanqing tribe, he is not a good thing. ”

"Yes. Don't worry, sir, I'll leave this to me. It's you, let me say more, the water of the Jingshi is very deep, I heard that the lord went to the court and scolded the courtiers, so try not to go too far. The Donglin Party is huge, and it is not something you can fight against. ”

Yang Fan boarded the boat, slowly walked onto the boat, and exclaimed: "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills." Who can understand who I am speaking to in court? If you wake up, you will naturally understand, and if you don't wake up, it's just that. There will be a period later! He didn't look back, walked on the deck and waved back. The iron anchor was slowly retracted, and in the shouts of the sailors, the sails were pulled, and the wind and water came and went. The full cabin, millions of stone old grain, sailed towards the distant Ming Empire......

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In October of the sixth year of Chongzhen, six months had passed since the Dengzhou rebellion was quelled. The land of Qilu has once again returned to its former tranquility. Kong Youde's rebellion this time was a heavy containment and blow to the Ming court. In just half a year, the military salaries, food salaries, and troop strength were consumed.

Yang Fan's fleet, which lasted four months, finally returned to the Ming Dynasty. Along the way, the food and water sources were well prepared, and there was almost no stop, and they kept coming north. It wasn't until they arrived at Dengzhou that the boat docked. Dengzhou's sailors came over in a panic. Ordinary merchant ships rarely dock at Dengzhou Mansion, so they are other ships. Fortunately, it was the banner of the Ming Dynasty, so those sailors dared to lean up and ask. learned that it was Ling Hebo Yang Fan, who went to sea more than half a year ago, and hurried back to report the news.

Xie Fan, the newly appointed governor of Dengzhou, received the report and hurriedly felt the wharf and watched the large fleet slowly approach. Yang Fan has been on the boat for too long, and when he stepped on this strange and familiar land, Yang Fan felt a lot more comfortable. Under Xie Fan's arrangement, Jin Yiwei and his entourage followed Yang Fan to the post station. These fleets were originally transferred from Dalian. Yang Fan planned to unload the grain and return to Beijing by land.

"Governor Xie, what's the current situation in Dengzhou?"

Before receiving the wind and washing the dust, Xie Fante ordered some food from the cabin, and was so frightened that he couldn't say anything. Millions of stone wheat, this is silver, that is two million taels of silver, and it is about to catch up with the tax revenue of the Ming Dynasty for half a year. He stood beside Yang Fan a little thirstily and said, "Lord Yang, since the rebellion was put down in April, the people have been stable, and there has been no disturbance. It's just that Kong Youde fled to Gaizhou, and now he is estimated to be a slave with the second surname. ”

Yang Fan secretly said that this has forced people to die, and even Sun Yuanhua, who was let go of Kong Youde, is "dead", this Kong Youde doesn't run, so are you still waiting for Zhu Youzhen to come and cut off his head. It was Yang Fan, and he also ran away.

Xie Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Yang Fan, and said, "I don't know where the lord got so much grain and grass?" It is also good to play the Ming Sheng. With such a large amount of grain, the lord saved people in Liaodi, Shaanxi, and Shandong. Presumably, when the saint hears this good news, he will definitely be happy, and when the time comes, he will be promoted to the knighthood, and he will be favored. ”

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Governor Jiyan, I don't know what the drought situation is now?" ”

As soon as he heard Yang Fan mention the drought, Xie Fan shook his head and said, "It's another big drought, this year there is almost no harvest in Shaanxi, drought and locust plagues are continuous, and the saint is also having a headache at this time." There are also many places in Shandong where there is a drought, and the autumn harvest is less than 30%. However, the sir's million-stone grain is in the warehouse, and it can be slowed down again this year. ”

Yang Fan frowned, and asked with some concern: "I wonder if there are high-yield crops such as corn and sweet potatoes planted here?" He understands that the embryos of potatoes are definitely not enough, and it will take at least a few years before they can be promoted. And those corn and sweet potatoes already have a certain planting area, so they can be vigorously promoted.

Xie Fan nodded and said, "Planting is planting, but some farmers are probably reluctant to plant these, and they can't sell them at a high price." This year, there are only tens of thousands of stones of corn. ”

"And how are the taxes collected today? Or do you still pay taxes and silver as in previous years? ”

"At this point, in the decree of the Holy Lord's announcement to the world, it is written that it is enough to hand over the grain directly, but you also understand that the grain is transported back and forth, and there is also a loss, and it is not as convenient and trouble-free as the silver money, so it is probably still collected with the silver money." After hearing this, Yang Fan nodded and said, "It's too late to get off the boat." The source of these grains, if Governor Xie wants to play, he will write the three words of grain people. ”

"Grain returns? What is this place? ”

"It's good that the Holy One understands. I took my leave under it. Yang Fan was greeted by Xie Fan and left slowly. On the sedan chair, Yang Fan opened the cloth curtain with his fingers, looked at the trance-like and dark long street, and sighed: "Has it changed?" It seems that I was thinking too simply. ”