Although Lu Zhenfei was not a first-class minister in the late Ming Dynasty, he was also a capable person in civil affairs and military affairs. Rao was like this, and he was also dizzy by Zhu Ping'an's series of whimsical ideas. I couldn't help but be surprised to see a group of new editors lining up to take a bath.

Zhu Ping'an had to spend some more time explaining. The living conditions and combat conditions of the Ming officers and thieves are staggering. During the march, more than ten soldiers were crowded into a camp tent, and the sanitary conditions were even worse, fleas and lice crawled all over the body, and daily washing was to wash the face, and scalding feet and bathing were all luxurious enjoyment.

In this way, once there is any infectious disease, even the slightest cold and wind chill will infect a large number of people, so how can we talk about combat effectiveness?

Zhu Ping'an's practice is a commonly used disinfection measure in later generations, and it is also the simplest and most practical way to block the epidemic of infectious diseases in densely populated areas. The soldiers' old clothes are the biggest source of infection, and they have not been washed for many years, and they do not know how many germs they harbor, so they must be burned. Concentrated bathing with hot water is the effect of the bath in later generations, which has been stored in Zhu Ping'an's army for a period of time, Hong Fatzi, Yue Jinfeng and others have experienced the wonders of "bathing".

The incineration of the source of infection and the cleanliness of the human body will naturally greatly improve the physical quality of the soldiers, and this will also ensure the combat effectiveness of the troops from the foundation.

After Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, Lu Zhenfei stood in place, stroking his beard and did not speak for a long time. After a long time, he smiled, neither said good nor bad, but Shi Shiran continued to walk around.

Zhu Ping'an requisitioned and borrowed a lot of mule carts and horse-drawn carts to transport the furniture to the village in batches, where a lot of temporary tents had been set up for the families of more than 600 people to live in. Once the earth, stones, bricks, and craftsmen were in place, the construction of the house could begin immediately.

The thought of moving into their own house and having a field to cultivate makes every family member happy. Seeing Zhu Ping'an and his entourage coming over, the family members, regardless of men, women and children, stood on the side of the road and bowed down to salute, thanking Zhu Ping'an for his kindness in unison.

Hong Fatzi ran over with a bitter face, and when he saw that Lu Zhenfei was also there, he immediately closed his mouth and didn't dare to say more.

Lu Zhenfei waved his hand easily, signaling Hong Fat Man not to scruples. With Zhu Ping'an's permission, Hong Fatzi opened his mouth. "My lord, we can't make ends meet now, and this little quartermaster is now a clever woman who can't cook without rice!"

Zhu Ping'an knew it. It's a lot of gold and silver these days. The 10,000 taels of gold snatched from Zhang Rujing could not be moved for the time being, and the gold was too eye-catching in Fengyang City now. The silver tickets obtained from Xiangshun Ji are marked, and they always have to be bleached before they can be redeemed. The rest are antiques, gold, silver and jade, etc., which must also be exchanged for silver to be useful. Counting up, Zhu Ping'an is now worth two million, but he still has to worry about the cash in short supply.

Before the war, counting all the silver, it was only more than 10,000 taels. You must know that at that time, Yue Jinfeng's old pawns' rewards were still not issued. Now, after the end of the war, the salaries and bounties of the more than 300 soldiers under his command, as well as the pensions of the fallen soldiers, have to be distributed, and these two items alone account for half of them.

The remaining more than 5,000 taels of silver had to complete the resettlement of this family and soldiers, a total of more than 1,500 people, but it was a bit stretched.

"First of all, grain and rice!" Hong Fatzi brought the account book, "In a good year, one tael of silver can buy two stones of grain, but now, it is only enough to buy one stone." Farm tools, such as iron plows, hoes, etc., our craftsmen can build some, but the difference is still not small. The other is the ploughing cattle, there are a total of 20 in our village now, and it is already tense to use them. Now that there are so many more people, we have to reclaim 500 acres of new fields, plus your private land, at least 30 more heads will be bought. ”

"Then buy it!" Zhu Ping'an closed his eyes and counted for a while.

"Your Excellency, that's a light thing to say!" Hong Fatzi said helplessly: "Originally, a ploughing cow cost three taels of silver, but now, eight taels!" ”

"What?" Zhu Ping'an was taken aback, "Why did it triple up!" ”

"The soldiers are in chaos, and the thieves are so noisy, and the cattle and horse markets are out of stock! You go and inquire, this is still today's price, and tomorrow, I can't tell what it will become! ”

Just ploughing cattle costs more than 2,000 taels of silver, and Zhu Ping'an, who has not been worried about money for a long time, suddenly has a big head three times. Next, we have to face the construction project of the new village, and the money is gone, so what can we do to resettle the people!

Lu Zhenfei, who was silent on the side, suddenly opened his mouth, "In the matter of ploughing cattle, maybe this official can help a little!" ”

Zhu Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and then took a deep look, "Please also make it clear!" ”

Lu Zhenfei's method is also very simple. When the thieves attacked Fengyang, there were many cattle and horses among the livestock of the army, and most of them were lost during the war, but some were absorbed by the government. What Lu Zhenfei meant was that now that Fengyang was about to be rebuilt, he could come forward and allocate some farming cattle to Zhu Ping'an's thousands of households first. After the reclamation of the new field is completed, it will be returned to the government.

Of course, this is not without conditions.

Looking at Zhu Ping'an, who was beaming with joy after a series of promises, Lu Zhenfei suddenly restrained his smile. "Show me the two books that the soldier handed you just now!"

Zhu Ping'an felt a pain in his flesh, what is Lu Zhenfei doing, don't you want to rob your treasures?

From the time crossing to the present, Zhu Ping'an's career and life have been smooth. This was due to his intellectual advantage, but fighting a war was another matter.

Being clever can only win for a while, and his military attainments and experience are far from enough. Zhu Ping'an understands this truth very well. This is also the reason why he took a fancy to the two books given to him by Qiu Ze, and was planning to take advantage of his leisure time to study these two of Qi Jiguang's painstaking works, but he didn't expect Lu Zhenfei to snatch love.

Zhu Ping'an's cheeks twitched, and he reluctantly took out the two volumes, and hesitantly handed them to Lu Zhenfei.

Lu Zhenfei looked at him angrily, took it, flipped through it roughly, and said in a flat voice: "Oh, it turned out to be these two!" ”

Zhu Ping'an was overjoyed, thinking that Lu Zhenfei didn't care about these two books, so he reached out to pick them up.

Who knew that Lu Zhenfei stretched out his hand back again, and shook the two books in front of Zhu Ping'an's eyes, "Do you want to learn?" ”

Zhu Ping'an nodded subconsciously.

Lu Zhenfei smiled, "Well, the conditions for exchanging ploughing cattle are." From the beginning of the next month, every night you will come to the governor's yamen to come to me, and the official will personally explain these two books to you, and of course, there will be other subsets of scriptures and histories. One hour a day! ”

Zhu Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and before he could figure out what Lu Zhenfei meant, Lu Zhenfei had already beckoned the carriage over, got into the carriage and said to Zhu Ping'an: "Hurry up and keep up, the official has to go to your village to have a look!" ”

Zhu Ping'an took Zhang Ergou and two personal soldiers, and the horse escorted Lu Zhenfei towards the direction of the village.

Along the way, Zhu Ping'an didn't understand Lu Zhenfei's intentions, but he didn't dare to ask. Just watched Lu Zhenfei leaning against the window of the carriage, looking at the farmers who were harvesting in the fields along the way, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration and a satisfied smile.

After entering Phoenix Mountain, the speed slowed down, and after a short time, he entered the village. Lu Zhenfei inspected the resettlement of the displaced people and was very satisfied with the progress of the 1,000-household center. After the autumn harvest is completed, you can start to reclaim the wasteland, so that you can catch up with next year's spring sowing, and think that next year, if the sky is beautiful, the high wall guard should be good.

To the east of the village, close to the river, is a neat array of adobe houses, which are in full swing, and it seems that they are concentrated in the hands of thousands of artisan households.

There was a sign hanging in front of each door, with the words "Blacksmith Group No. 1" written on it, which couldn't help but make Lu Zhenfei very curious.

Zhu Ping'an explained in detail. The craftsmen in the 1,000 households were divided into blacksmiths, carpenters, masons, firearms, etc., according to their respective types of crafts, and even the women in the villages formed a weaving group to spin and weave cloth during the slack time. In this way, each performs its own duties, and each group is divided into a number of processes, which are responsible for each person, forming a simple assembly system, which can greatly speed up the progress of manufacturing. As long as the number of ordinary farm tools, weapons, military uniforms, etc. is not too large, the craftsmen in the thousands of households can be contracted. Remuneration is based on the number of completions, which also greatly stimulates the enthusiasm of craftsmen.

The only drawback at the moment is that there are too few raw materials used to make zuò. The pig iron of the Ming Dynasty belongs to the monopoly of the imperial court and is under the supervision of the town guard. Zhu Ping'an also figured out that Lu Zhenfei and Lu Jiude discussed it, and then bought some pig iron, after all, the weapons provided by the Fengyangwei armory were all old goods that had been accumulated for many years, and they could not be used in battle at all, so it was more reassuring to build them yourself.

Lu Zhenfei thought about it, and actually agreed, which made Zhu Ping'an very excited.

Along the way, the vigorous scene in the village and the barracks made Lu Zhenfei very happy, and seeing that the timing was good, Zhu Ping'an took the opportunity to come forward and say that there was something to tell Lu Zhenfei.

Lu Zhenfei was in good spirits, and immediately followed Zhu Ping'an to a small courtyard in the west of the village.

The small courtyard was heavily guarded, which made Lu Zhenfei very surprised, and after coming to the main hall and sitting down, waiting for Zhang Ergou to serve tea, Zhu Ping'an made a look, and Zhang Ergou retreated.

"My lord, Xia Guan really encountered a rather tricky matter, and he couldn't find a solution after thinking about it. Today, I am fortunate to meet an adult who came here to inspect, and the lower official also wants to return this matter to the adult, please decide! ”

Although it is an ordinary tea and the water quality is not very particular, Lu Zhenfei was in a good mood and drank it with relish, so he nodded immediately.

Zhu Ping'an let Zhang Ergou and others come in.

Zhang Ergou and two personal soldiers carried a stretcher in, and a strong man lay on it, with his eyes wide open, his mouth stuffed with cotton cloth, and his whole body was tied to the stretcher, struggling incessantly.

"Who is this?" Lu Zhenfei was stunned.

Zhu Ping'an did not answer, but walked to the stretcher, knocked off the strong man's hat, pulled off the wig on his head, and revealed a smooth head and a black and shiny braid.