Yang Wangye didn't know that the fourth elder brother had sneaked under his nose, because the occupation time was too short, he had not yet established his own effective intelligence network in Beijing, in fact, he had just ended his unbridled life, and he had just begun to do something serious at this time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The main thing is that in the palace, he looks quite satisfied with it, and he has played it.

Kang Mazi Hou Gong, whether it is a concubine or a palace maid, is a flag person, even if the 24 banners of the Manchu Han and Mongolian Dynasty are all combined, the total population is about 1 million, half of the men are left with 500,000, and the remaining young girls between the ages of 15 and 25 are estimated to not even have 100,000, and then deduct a nest of Kang Mazi's own family Aixinjue Luo, it can be said that the number of draft girls is 60,000 or 70,000, and at least 3,000 of these 670,000 must be selected.

Fortunately, Prince Yang was gracious, and the young and beautiful palace maids in the palace who had been troubled by him continued to stay as palace maids.

As for the ones he doesn't look down on......

"Do what you do! Who knows which of these grandfathers killed countless people when they entered the customs? ”

Yang Wangye said with a big stroke of his pen.

"Minion Honor!"

Xiao Guizi said.

According to the rules, it is to be sent to the barracks to be a soldier first, and then sell it to the Ji courtyard when the soldiers of the army have had enough, but there are good people who are willing to buy it, in fact, as palace maids, they are still very popular with those rich businessmen outside because of their special status, after all, people are also serving the emperor, and putting one in their own home can also be used to decorate the façade, and there is nothing to come to the guest to pull out a tea, and then very reserved said Look at this is the previous service to the emperor, now serve the brother me!

Of course, you have to be a soldier first.

Yang Wangye plays advanced, and the brothers below can't be treated badly.

"Your Highness, the electors of Fengrun and Qian'an are waiting outside!"

Xiao Guizi said cautiously.

"Ah, then call them in!"

Yang Wang Ye tilted his head as he spoke, and the little palace maid kneeling next to him hurriedly stuffed a piece of cut apple into his mouth, the other knelt in front of him and gently beat his legs, and the other one in the back was beating his shoulders, and there was another one on the other side who was performing tea art for him, and from time to time he held a small teacup with his slender jade hand and handed it to his mouth. In the early spring, the palace was warm under the blazing fire, and the palace maids who were forced by him to change into tulle Tang costumes were shaking their eyes with white flowers and small breasts. And because Yang Wangye was psychologically shadowed by the three-inch golden lotus, he forced them to wear shoes one by one, and they were all barefoot and exposed a pair of heavenly feet to step on the carpet to satisfy his nouveau riche ****, such a bunch of girls surrounded him in the middle, and the image of the desolate faint monarch was outrageous.

Several of the candidate officials who were summoned into the hall were so frightened that they didn't dare to raise their heads there.

These are all Fengrun in eastern Hebei, and the people of the two counties of Qian'an were elected by themselves, with three candidates in each county, and then Yang Wangye personally assessed and selected the county orders from these three candidates. These candidates are all small landlords or wealthy businessmen with a little prestige in the local area, and the vast majority of the big landlords are banner people or baoyi, even if they are not banner people or baoyi, they have also participated in organizing group exercises. As for the small landlords, because they were not within the scope of Yang Wangye's crackdown, they suddenly became important figures in the local area, although it was said to be an election, but in fact, it was the major clans with the surname to come together to discuss the public push, and there was still a big gap with the real election.

The nature of these people determines that they will not do too badly, otherwise they will be retaliated against after stepping down, after all, they can't run away from their hometown.

"Arrange tables, chairs, paper and pens for them, and each person writes a general overview of the local area, mainly the customs, what the people live on, what the income of ordinary people is, whether they can have enough to eat, etc., and write a plan on how to benefit Sangzi, the standard is very simple, all people must be able to live a life of food and clothing. Don't think about any literary and other things, this king doesn't test your eight strands, as long as the most practical content, write it with your heart, don't blow those false, this king is to keep it as the assessment standard, and when your five-year term is over, if you can't do what you write, you will definitely be punished. ”

Yang Feng said lazily.

The people hurriedly kowtowed and agreed, and soon the little eunuch brought tables, chairs, paper and pens, and they thanked them sincerely and sat there to write papers.

This is Yang Feng's assessment method.

Although he almost drowned in Gentle Township during this time, he also did some homework, and his notebook with solar cells stored a large number of materials from all over the world, including some historical materials, which Lin Qian specially found experts to sort out. The vast majority of the eunuchs in the palace are poor people from all over the country, and they also have a very well-known understanding of the bottom of the counties, combined with his information and what these people said, he already has a general idea of the economic development of various places, just look at who writes the closest thing to what he thinks, and his previous county orders were selected in this way.

As for whether these county orders will be greedy......

That's for sure.

But then again, it is impossible for any official to live on his salary, and it is inevitable to reap additional benefits, who will do it without benefits? It's just that there is a direct or hidden difference in the way of reaping benefits, and Yang Wangye never expected his officials to become good sons of the people. He allows his subordinates to make money, but at the same time, he must also let the people live a good life, you yourself make a lot of money and the people eat bran vegetables, then it is really not a pity to die to peel the skin ****, if you get gold and silver, the people can also eat and drink spicy food......

Then Yang Wang Ye is still acceptable.

And the local people are local officials, which can avoid officials like predators to the greatest extent, to a place to loot a place, but do not leave favors, any of course local people are easy to be divided, which is also the reason why the emperors of the past dynasties have never done this, because this will bury mines for themselves, but who dares to play with him? Is the old birthday boy impatient to hang himself? Kang Mazi's Eight Banners elite soldiers couldn't stop him from smashing the palace, which magistrate had the courage to provoke his violent temper?

Just when Yang Wangye was lying drowsy in the pile of tulle beauties in Tang clothes, those candidate officials began to hand in their papers one after another.

Yang Wang Ye had to cheer up, and called a female official in the former palace who was said to be Nalan Rongruo's cousin, and read him a paper by this girl who was opened by himself five days ago, after all, the boring text looked very sleepy, and if it was replaced by the delicate voice of a seventeen-year-old girl, it would be much more refreshing.

"Your name is Qin Fang, are you a candidate for Fengrun?"

After reading these papers, Yang Feng picked out a copy and asked the author.

"Back to the prince Chitose, the villain is exact."

The latter said as he lay on the ground.

"You said you have a lot of coal mines there, and you can mine a lot of coal?"

"Back to the prince Chitose, the villain county once upon a time, no, no, there has been a large amount of coal mining since before the Tatars entered the customs, and now there are small coal kilns everywhere, and the villain thinks about it, except for farming, there is no other way to make money, only to take the villagers to dig more coal."

"That's a good idea, but how to solve the transportation problem? As far as I know, your coal kilns are hundreds of miles away from the Ninghe River, and they can't be transported much by horse-drawn carts, and they have to walk for almost two days, and then they can be transported to places like Beijing and Tianjin by the Ji Canal. Originally, a miner could not dig much coal a day, so coupled with the transportation cost of your coal is very expensive, Jingxi Mentougou area is also ready to open a large mine, and use some new machines, then your cost will be much higher than the coal mine there, after all, people are only a few dozen miles apart, so how are you going to deal with it? What's more, as far as I know, the demand for coal in this area of Beijing and Tianjin is not very tight, this is mainly used for heating and smelting in winter, but now that the winter has passed, and it turns out that those who make guns and cannons in the capital have also stopped, who are you going to sell the coal you dig to? ”

"This ......"

Qin Fang didn't know what to do.

His competitors immediately smiled.

"The villain can be shipped to the south at a low price, and as far as the villain knows, the prince's factory in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is short of coal."

Qin Fang thought for a while and said.

"However, the Niutoushan Coal Mine in Changxing is about to be mined, and there are also some small coal mines along the Taihu Lake, do you think the cost of your coal can be compared with those coal mines after thousands of miles of sea transportation?"

"Huh?!"

Qin Fang was completely dumbfounded.

"Ask the prince for advice, the villain really wants to give the villagers one more way to make money, the villagers are living a hard life, the Tartars are rampant, almost every family has no overnight food, and they can't fill their stomachs by eating chaff and vegetables!"

He lay on the ground and said with a crying voice.

His two competitors also knelt on the ground, and they did seem to be sincere, because of the Shanhaiguan War, their counties near the war zone were all hard-hit areas, and after losing Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Kang Mazi also lost the original most important grain producing area, and had to intensify the looting of the north, after all, he still had to feed so many hardcore crops that were not produced, like the counties in eastern Hebei were indeed looted to a height of three feet, and even many people were arrested as cannon fodder.

"Get up, your problems are not difficult, they can solve them!"

Yang Feng pointed to the three candidates who were left in Qian'an and said.

"Ah, villain?"

The three candidates pointed blankly at their noses and said.

"Yes, it's you."

Yang Feng said with certainty.

"Because you have iron ore there, and there are a lot of iron ores, so this king wants to open mines and build steel factories, arsenals and various machine factories in your place, just like this king did in the south, you two can just dig well, and it is estimated that the people of your two counties will not have to do anything else in this life."

He went on to say.

A Kailuan coal mine and an iron ore belt in eastern Hebei, what development issues still need to be considered? (To be continued.) )