It has been more than a month since he took office in Hedong, but the inventory of various accounts is full of mistakes, and he almost does not pay attention to the decree of Huangfu Biao, the state pastor.

The grain harvest is less than 30,000 stone a year, the tax is less than 20,000 yuan, there is the screen of Jinyang, the armament is also quite loose, the arrows are moldy, the weapons are rusty, the most annoying thing is that Huangfu Biao came to inspect the warehouse, the door lock was rusty, and the key could not be found.

Jia Xu followed behind with a wicked smile, hum, force me to mix with you, look at your belongings, you are not as rich as the king of the mountain. Needless to say, the pro-soldiers are all bitter-faced, they used to have abundant food and salary in the capital, and it is possible that they will not be paid in this way.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, this is really not a simple sentence, the mess in front of Huangfu Biao is the best illustration. Without money and food, recruiting troops and horses is a joke, and the people waiting to see this joke are not only Dong Zhuo, but also Ding Yuan, as well as the four major commercial houses and two major families in Bingzhou who are unwilling to bleed.

"How to fix it, please show me!"

Jia Xu hadn't completely surrendered and didn't want to take the initiative to offer advice, so he kicked the ball to Huang Fubiao.

I saw Huangfu Biao flick his long sleeves, turn around and drop the two words and leave, "Sharpen the knife!" ”

The soldiers didn't know why, they just followed the main general and left, and Jia Xu showed a relieved smile, but thinking of how many people were bleeding behind this smile, you felt that he was not laughing, but as ugly as crying.

In the governor's mansion, Huangfu Biao and Jia Xu were eating lunch.

Huangfu Biao put a roast lamb chop in front of his table, a plate of salt and pepper, a bowl of noodles, and a small plate of wild onions.

Jia Xu is different, he is used to eating thin noodles, which are pulled noodles, but it is really rare for the middle generation of Jin to make such noodles, all of them are rolled and cut wide noodles, so he simply doesn't eat boiled noodles. On the case is lamb belly wrapped meat, a stack of white cakes, and a bowl of sour pulp, this thing is made of fermented noodle soup and then boiled millet, which stimulates appetite, and strengthens the spleen and digests food, moistens the intestines and laxatives, he likes it very much.

"Wenhe—"

Huangfu Biao suddenly made up his mind during the meal, but when he saw Jia Xu put down the belly meat stuffed into his mouth again, he was very embarrassed, hurriedly waved his hand, signaled to eat first, and then discussed, and he also stuffed an oily rib into it, and feasted happily.

Finally finished eating, the two of them didn't care about their image, they reclined and drank tea, which was very comfortable, there was no difference between master and servant at all, but like two lazy men drying their bellies, which was funny.

"I'll then go north to inspect northern Jin, Wen and you will sort out Hedong for me!"

Huangfu Biao pillowed his hands, closed his eyes, and didn't look at Jia Xu's eyes that wanted to excuse himself, and continued, "The Wang family smugglers banned salt and confiscated their homes, this trick has three intentions, one is to startle the snake, after all, the Wang family is the head of the commercial house, see if you can alarm several other companies, if there is a slight change, directly cut it first." The second is to make an example of chickens and monkeys, so that several other families can contribute a sum of money and grain to recruit displaced people, and the interest can be made to three cents, preferably no interest. The third is to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, and the people of the family cannot move for the time being, but all the public land that has been dumped must be spit out and used to resettle the displaced people. ”

After Huang Fu Biao finished speaking, he looked at Jia Xu again, he was already kneeling beside him, so scared that Huang Fu Biao was not sleepy, and sat up with a grunt, "What's wrong with Wen He?" ”

"Jia Xu has been following the lord wholeheartedly since then, and he no longer dares to be selfish!"

"Whoever wins Jia Gong wins the world, I am lucky!"

Then Huangfu Biao took out an account book, which was obtained by Luoyang when he copied the salt to help Sun Ergou at the end of the year, and it was ironclad evidence that the Hedong Wang's family sold official salt, and put it in front of Jia Xu, like a machete of an executioner, all of which were ghost talismans urging life.

It turned out that Huangfu Biao had already calculated to this point, planned and then moved, and what made Jia Xu convince was that his plan was too far and too long, but he didn't miss!