In seven days, Chen Wang inspected the five thousand households under the jurisdiction of Hanzhongwei.

To be exact, it should be three thousand houses and two thousand houses that have been destroyed.

For two thousand houses were destroyed in the war.

Han Zhongwei now only has three thousand households in the front, center and right.

Almost everything in the left and back two thousand houses was destroyed, and all that remained was a mound of ruins.

Years of war, constant call-ups, constant dispatches.

Up to now, Hanzhongwei has actually become a thousand households in Hanzhong.

In the eyes of the ordinary local guards, they are nothing more than a pile of consumables, a pile of cannon fodder.

Lu Shi and Zhang Yuan did not break a few big cities, and the rich gentry of Hanzhong and Baocheng still held a large amount of land and had a lot of power

In fact, sometimes, you can also look at the Ming army in the way of watching the rogues.

In the sequence of the Ming army, the militia of the guard army is equivalent to the hungry soldiers, and the ordinary battalion soldiers are the infantry and horse army, and the families of each general are the elite cavalry.

Between the two, there is not much difference.

Chen Wang knelt half-kneeling by the water's edge, staring at the Han River rushing all the way east in front of him.

The ninth year of Chongzhen is a good year for Daming.

Although Jiannu entered the Great Wall, it tightly surrounded the capital and ravaged the country.

However, Gao Yingxiang's death made the protracted civil uprising in Guannai begin to stop.

Countless rogue robbers surrendered, and the tide of popular revolt disappeared for a time.

But the ninth year of Chongzhen was not a good year for Hanzhong Mansion.

Gao Yingxiang and Zhang Xianzhong entered Hanzhong Mansion one after another, and the flames of war burned all over almost half of Hanzhong Mansion.

To add insult to injury, there is a famine.

Hanzhong Prefecture has also been affected by the drought in Shaanxi, and drought has occurred in a large area.

The waterline of Hanshui has fallen to the lowest level in more than a decade.

"Although there were no military disasters this year, the overall harvest was not high."

Wang Yuankang stood behind Chen Wang, looking at the Han water flowing in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

He followed Chen Wang all the way through the three guards, traveled hundreds of miles, and almost understood Chen Wang's temperament, and he no longer trembled as he did in the guards before, and did not dare to say a word.

When inspecting the guards, Chen Wang even went down to the fields to observe the crops and asked the old farmers to inquire about the craftsmen, and his attitude was extremely gentle, not as domineering as when he was in the official office.

Wang Yuankang's gaze slowly swept from the fields by the water.

This year, although the rogues also infiltrated Hanzhong Prefecture, most of them were raging near Xing'an Prefecture, and later invaded the Hanyin and Shiquan areas.

However, the minions of the Liukou only extended to Xixiang and Yangxian at most, and did not reach the periphery of Hanzhong Mansion.

This year's most severe impact on the harvest in the fields was the sudden drought.

In many places, the streams have been cut off, and the only way to get water is to go far away.

In addition, these farmlands around the Hanshui can still be properly irrigated, so that the rivers will not dry up like in northern Shaanxi, not to mention the crops, even if there is no water for people and animals to drink.

Everything is a disaster, and everything is helpless.

"I heard that there is another locust plague in the north, and those places that are not affected by drought are not having a good time......

Wang Yuankang shook his head worriedly and sighed.

He is in charge of the tuntian and the army inspection in the guard, and he also knows what kind of life the people under him live.

"These years, I really don't know when it's a head......"

Chen Wang leaned down and took a little dirt from under him, and there was no rain for several days, and the soil in these places on the bank of the river became extremely dry.

Wang Yuankang's question, Chen Wang's heart has an answer.

After more than ten years, soon after the Qing troops entered the customs, the temperature in the north began to gradually rise, and the frequency and intensity of disasters and famines were greatly reduced......

"There is time to sigh, there is time to pray, it is better to think about how to solve the problem."

Chen Wang put down the soil in his hand, and then patted his hands on each other, slapped the remaining soil in his hand to the ground, and stood up from the ground.

From the ninth year of Chongzhen to the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, during these four years, the area affected by drought will gradually expand to the entire North China region.

Then the drought will reach its peak in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, when the Fenshui in Shanxi will be cut off, and the wind and haze will even be unending in Linfen in summer, and a large area of sandstorms will sweep almost half of the north.

Many rivers in the North Zhili area have been cut off, and most counties in Shaanxi, Shanxi, Shandong, and Henan have locust plagues and epidemics along with drought.

And most seriously, the drought area began to move to southern Jiangxi, Hunan, Guizhou and even Sichuan provinces, all of which began to be affected by the drought.

The people eat all the grass and trees, and throw their wives and dead people to their pillows......

"If you look at where the drought in the Northland spreads out each year, you'll find one thing."

Chen Wang glanced at the Han River flowing eastward in front of him, then turned to look at Wang Yuankang and said.

"The drought in the north has lasted for nearly a decade now, and not only does it show no signs of stopping, but it is gradually moving south."

In these days, Hanzhong Mansion is actually not a real peaceful paradise.

In the twelfth year of Chongzhen, there was a summer drought in Hanzhong, locusts in autumn, and all the seedlings were exhausted, and there was a great hunger.

In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, there was a great drought, cannibalism, and all the plants and trees.

This year, even if the fields are harvested, it is already past the time for sowing.

It is necessary to wait for the spring of the second year, that is, the spring of the tenth year of Chongzhen, to sow seeds.

Thankfully, there are still two years to go before the drought in Hanzhong Province peaks.

Although there was a drought in Hanzhong this year, it was not serious.

Although the harvest of crops in various parts of Hanzhong Prefecture has decreased slightly, the yield has not decreased much, and there is no scene of no harvest as in northern Shaanxi.

Wang Yuankang's face was slightly condensed, and his first reaction was that Chen Wang was worried about the sky, and subconsciously vetoed it.

"How can this be ......?"

It's just that when the possible words have not yet been exported, Wang Yuankang's expression was slightly stiff, and he remembered something.

At the beginning of this year, Nanyang Prefecture in Henan Province suffered a severe drought, and the situation was much worse than that of them, and there was almost no harvest in many places.

Nanyang Mansion is not far from Hanzhong Mansion, and the drought has even affected the Yunxiang area......

A panic suddenly surged from the depths of Wang Yuankang's heart.

The drought is indeed moving southward, year after year, gradually moving southward.

The change in Wang Yuankang's expression did not escape Chen Wang's eyes, and Chen Wang knew that his words were remembered by Wang Yuankang.

To be honest, most of the military schools in the entire Hanzhongwei are wine bags and rice bags, but Wang Yuankang is not counted in this example.

During the inspection in the past few days, Wang Yuankang almost knew a lot about the situation of the fields and the health centers in various places.

Every time Chen Wang asks a question, Wang Yuankang can answer it.

It's not like the conductor Tan Yingfeng doesn't know what to ask, and he doesn't know how to answer.

The commander and acquaintance Li Shiqi have mediocre skills, and only the advantage of daring to personally lead his family to fight is still commendable.

It's okay to be a hundred generals in the army, but when you are a commander, you obviously have some power.

Another commander, Yang Mingcai, also has no ability, and spends most of his time fishing in troubled waters, following Tan Yingfeng's back to mingle his days.

"The guards of the cities in Hanzhong Prefecture, except for the regular army, all the rest of the people who were indiscriminate and full of people were repulsed."

Chen Wang stepped on the war horse, pulled the reins, looked at Wang Yuankang condescendingly, and ordered.

Zhang Xianzhong and other troops are now moving eastward, while Li Zicheng is trapped in Gongchang Mansion, although the course of history has changed a lot because of his arrival, but Hanzhong Mansion is safe at least this year.

Disbanding all those who are indiscriminate can save a lot of money and food, and temporarily alleviate Han Zhongwei's current difficult financial problems.

"The threat of rogues is getting worse day by day, and the two houses on the back and right have been destroyed, and the reconstruction is urgent, and I will help deal with this part of the matter."

Chen Wang held the horsewhip in his hand, and after learning about the specific situation of Han Zhongwei, he already had a plan in his heart.

"You go back and tell Tan Yingfeng that everything in the three thousand households in the front center and left is now temporarily implemented according to the old practice, and it is still under his control."

There are a lot of messes in Hanzhong Mansion at the moment, and the interior of Hanzhongwei is also chaotic.

The scope of the fields has been set, and it is difficult to change, and it is tantamount to a fool's dream to obtain a large amount of fields in the vicinity of Hanzhong, Nanzheng, and Baocheng.

Most of the fields in these places have been divided up by the rich gentry in their lands, and how can they allow others to intervene in them.

It was when King Rui became a vassal and when Wang Zhuang first set up to collect the fields, the officials who carried it out took a lot of effort to take a lot of fields from it.

Chen Wang was not ready to go to the local rich gentry and officials right now.

Now he is just an ordinary deputy commander-in-chief, and he has some power and status in the army, but he is just a small shrimp above the court.

In the past few years in the nine sides and the past few years in the Guannei, in which year did the local area not kill and wound a few deputy commanders, and a bunch of generals and guerrillas died?

Chen Wang's mind is very clear, he knows very well that there are some things that Sun Chuanting can do, but he absolutely cannot do it.

Moreover, Sun Chuanting in history, as the governor, held great power in his hands, and he won a great victory against the power of rebellion.

It also took a full year to reluctantly complete the Qingtun additional course for the four guards in Xi'an, and the sergeants were rerecruited.

Then because of this incident, he offended most of the wealthy gentry in Xi'an, and finally suffered a large-scale attack on the court, so he was unjustly imprisoned.

Chen Wang didn't want to end up in the same fate as Sun Chuanting.

"I will send someone to take stock of Tuntian at the end of October and take over the affairs of camp drills and army inspections."

Han Zhongwei's front center and left three guards Tuntian are limited and the number of people is limited, and the interests of them have already been divided, and the whole body will be affected.

It's not impossible to sort it out thoroughly, but it's completely worth the cost.

Time is pressing, and now that the battle is full, there are only two years to be considered for peaceful development.

Chen Wang didn't want to waste time in too many unnecessary places.

Anyway, the two thousand households in the back and right of Han Zhongwei no longer exist.

It is much easier and less constrained to start a new stove than to repair the original foundation.