Yang Fan never thought of suppressing those rebels. He also did not comment on who is right and who is wrong. The most active in suppressing bandits are naturally those generals who want to make meritorious contributions. Such as Hong Chengchou, Lu Xiangsheng, Cao Wenzhao. Yang Fan didn't say they were at fault.

Yang Fan always believed that the rebel army should rely on pacification, not suppression. The best way to appease them is not to dissolve them on the spot, but to restore agriculture and reduce taxes so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment. Instead of raising military expenses by imposing heavy taxes, and fighting the rebel army in turn. As a result, the more taxes were collected, the more the rebel army entered, and it reached a dead end.

After the battle of Dalinghe, it was supposed to be the best time to solve the domestic troubles, but unfortunately, Zhu Youzhen did not grasp it. Now that the war in Liaodi is about to start again, the mode of fighting at both ends will be opened again. Cao Wenzhao was urgently transferred to Liaodi, giving the rebel army trapped in Henan a little respite and began to flee westward.

The restructuring of taxation is not up to Yang Fan. He has fulfilled his obligation to remind, and Zhu Youzhen must be the decision. However, after Yang Fan looked at it so many times, he couldn't count on Zhu Youzhen, so he didn't have the leisure time to admonish him.

Back at the manor, the little prince was a little tired and ran directly into the wing. Today is probably the happiest day he's ever had. was a little unhappy when he was "besieging the city", and he was killed by the big man who knocked his sword directly on the helmet. But I'm still happy to win. He chatted with Zhu Qixu for a long time.

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In the big greenhouse at the back, the two young boys who had worked all day were nervous as soon as the old farmer came in. These two people were specially ordered by Yang Fan to come to this greenhouse to do farm work.

That night, not long after the gamblers and dogs left the city gate, they were pulled back by Chen Wangting, who was following behind. Originally, I thought that this gambler Jiu who came out of the gambling house was out of the city that night to make some moves to Yang Fan, so Chen Wangting vigilantly tied the two of them back to the manor. Later, after some interrogation, Yang Fan found out. The relationship between these two people escaped with their lives. I was going to catch the government directly, but later gambled nine times and begged several times to tell the matter at the city gate and the hatred with Hou Tianying. For Hou Tianying, Yang Fan is still wary. Yang Fan decided to leave the two of them first.

Gambling nine has never planted a field, and he has not been scolded by the old farmer several times. The greenhouse grows fine vegetables, which must be cultivated intensively. In winter, in fact, Nancai can survive in winter. It's just that the weather is unusually cold now, and it's cold before winter. For decades, even in the south, cellars had to be prepared to preserve some of the radishes eaten in winter.

With this greenhouse, the warmth effect is much better than those greenhouses, and the three of them immediately felt it when they walked into the greenhouse. The dog has planted the land at home, and the action is much more profitable than gambling, a hoe to press the mulch film with small pieces of soil, and then take out the vegetable seedlings at intervals. Mulching is done entirely for the purpose of heat preservation. At night, the temperature is OK now, there is no need to insulate the greenhouse, and in the cold winter, if you still want to plant, you have to take rags to keep warm at night.

The old farmer looked at the somewhat transparent film carefully, nodded and said: "It's amazing, there is this thing, what are you worried about, you don't have to worry about running out of fresh vegetables to eat in winter." He glanced at Gamble Jiu's hand holding the hoe. He snorted twice, dusted off the plaster on his hands, stood up and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Me? Bet nine. Gamble Jiu's body trembled, and he didn't dare to read the book at the end of summer.

"Who's that. You want to go back. It's getting late, you can go back. The old farmer motioned for the dog to go back. The dog took the hoe, protected him in front of the gambling nine, and stammered, "You...... Why are you going to bet on me on Brother Jiu...... What do you think? ”

"Dog, you go first. The old gentleman must have something to say to me, you tell Yang Dongjia. lest he not find me. ”

The dog nodded and left the shed. The old farmer put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "It's really sleek." This is said without leakage. What's the matter, I'm afraid that the old man will eat you? "Gambling nine's words seem to be said to the old farmer, but in fact it is said to the old farmer.

"Nope. What do you command, sir? ”

Xia Mo Shu smiled: "Real name." ”

"Bet nine."

"Don't lie to the old man. The palm of this hand is still the end of the Wudang branch, don't think I can't see this technique, just when you were lazy and hoeing, the old man could see it clearly. Say, what are you doing in the manor? ”

"I ......" gambled Jiu's face flushed. This Qiankun in the palm of his hand was taught to him by the wild old man, as for what sect it was, even the wild old man didn't say it clearly, and it was the first time he heard that it was Wudang's side branch method.

"Forget it, the old man just loves to talk a lot. Since he left you here, he is not afraid of the dark. No matter. He watched half of the new seedlings grow again, and then left satisfied.

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Every morning, Yang Fan has to go to the West Market to drink some tea and eat some snacks before going to the Confucius Temple. Eat very casually. Order some refreshments casually. Call for a pot of jasmine tea and a few pieces of osmanthus cake. The osmanthus cake in the autumn season is not the same as the four seasons. The general osmanthus cake, the osmanthus stuffed soup, wrapped into the pastry, the seasonal pastries made by this house, are the fresh osmanthus kneaded into the pastry, with candied jujube paste, sweet, but not greasy.

Yang Fan would always sit quietly on the ground for half an hour in the morning, watching the cars and horses come and go. He enjoys this feeling very much, and being able to blend in with this ordinariness is not easy for ordinary people to do. If he is allowed to choose, sit quietly like this, watching the rise and fall of a city, this precipitation can calm Yang Fan's impetuousness. He understands how many people are now wishing he could cause something. Now, that amulet is gone.

The easiest way for the people in Beijing to kill people is to send those who were politically defeated to Nanjing. Most of the six ministries in Nanjing have nominal jurisdiction without actual powers, and they are used for ministers to retire or to provide places for ministers who have been demoted and excluded.

Although the power of the Nanjing Sixth Department is far less than that of the Beijing Sixth Department, the Nanjing Sixth Department also has certain powers. The main reason is that the Nanzhili region, where Nanjing is located, has jurisdiction over 15 prefectures and three Zhili prefectures, which is equivalent to the two provinces of Jiangsu, Anhui and Shanghai, but there are no three divisions, namely, the political department, the judicial department, and the capital command department.

But even if it's heavy, it's not much heavier. Just hung you in Nanjing and dried you. This is politics, which has always been about playing with whoever dies and does not pay for his life. The so-called soldiers are not bloody, and a single mouth can kill people. In comparison, Yang Fan's survival is already a blessing from heaven. (To be continued.) )