"You can't possibly know." Liang Fenghou seemed to seize the opportunity to laugh loudly, "If you know this, then you are not a human being, predicting the future before and after, you are an immortal among mortals."

Jiang Baichuan smiled bitterly and said, "The little one is presumptuous, and I ask the adults to teach me."

"The Horn Blowing Camp was not founded from the tactics of warfare or the skills learned from a small country." Liang Fenghou said heavily, "It's because of one person."

Jiang Baichuan was slightly surprised, and repeated: "Alone?"

"Yes, this person was originally General Zhen's comrade when he was in the army. When General Zhen went out of the fortress for the first time, he was besieged by foreign invaders." Liang Fenghou looked sentimental, "At that time, there were a large number of foreign invaders, and General Zhen and the armor soldiers fought desperately to break out of the encirclement, and the foreign invaders chased after them. It was his comrades who saved him from dozens of arrows. They fled to the county seat, but the soldiers defending the city were drugged by foreign criminals and fell asleep for a long time. It was General Zhen's comrades who shouted loudly at the moment of danger and woke up the people in the city, so the city gate had to be opened. The number of foreign pursuers was small, and they were frightened by random arrows, and General Zhen escaped, while his comrades were seriously injured and died. As a result, General Zhen always remembered that voice, and founded the Horn Blowing Battalion."

Jiang Baichuan sighed and said, "I don't know that there are such heroic people as little ones, but they are really loyal and courageous."

"Not many people know about it." Liang Fenghou looked at him with affection, "It was General Zhen who said it when he was drunk. That night he ...... Hmph, don't talk about it." He stared at Jiang Baichuan, "Jiang Baichuan, you have no doubt about your guess. But remember, the people in front of the horn blowing camp died because of their meticulous work, and this shame is something that all the soldiers of Manhongguan will never forget. You can make bold guesses, but you can't tell anyone, and you can't draw a sand map, so that people with bad intentions will see it, do you understand?"

Jiang Baichuan straightened his chest and clenched his fists and said, "The little one understands!"

"Tomorrow you go to the Shensha Camp to participate in the battle, and if you can come back alive, Captain Pontus will reward you with the position of Guard Light Cavalry." Liang Fenghou patted him on the shoulder, "Now tell me, what else have you guessed?"

Liang Fenghou's face was solemn, Jiang Baichuan glanced sideways at the weakly lit military camp around, and the military discipline clearly stated that no bonfires could be lit at night, and the soldiers had to be frozen. But the faint light of the fire converged, as if it were the only light in this starless night.

"Summer has arrived, and it is inevitable that the flood will start in Yanzhou. All parts of the southwest will certainly collect grain and grass for disaster relief." Jiang Baichuan's words were difficult, "But now that the conscription order has drawn strong men into the Manhong Pass, the retired soldiers are all old and unable to cultivate, and the grain and grass are ......" He took a deep breath and said calmly, "I'm afraid that the grain and grass in the Manhong Pass will have to figure out our own way."

Liang Fenghou took a deep breath and exhaled a long time. He looked at Jiang Baichuan fixedly, and said with a solemn face, "Jiang Baichuan, if you are an immortal. I'm going to hate you."

Jiang Baichuan smiled freely, but in a blink of an eye, he showed a hesitant look, and he said, "Are you still worried about the mobilization of grain and grass in Manhongguan back then?"

Liang Fenghou looked at him for a long time, and then slowly bowed his head, and said, "We are fighting outside, but that *** merchant is adulterated in the grain. It's my heart disease, and that's why I'll never trust merchants."

Jiang Baichuan thought for a while and said, "Now that Pang Boyi is dead, the matter of grain and grass mobilization has been left behind."

"You can guess the battle situation, but you can't guess the people in the game." Liang Fenghou sneered and said.

"What kind of good thing will King Jin be?"

CHAPTER XIV

When the hour came, the copper chime sounded.

The newly promoted Shangshutai officials arrived at the court earlier than the previous officials, their neat and young faces, and the new blood exchange made Emperor Jingcheng who opened the bead curtain and walked into the palace refreshed.

The sleeved robe swayed, and after he sat down, the attendants shouted and bowed. The civil and military officials immediately bowed down in unison, and Emperor Jingcheng smiled and waved his sleeves to signal everyone to get up.

The waiter rolled up his sleeves and shouted sharply: "If there is something to do, play early, and if there is nothing to retreat from."

After the hundred officials got up, they looked around, and a civil official in Shangshu Taizhong immediately walked out, respectfully bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the minister has a book."

Emperor Jingcheng looked directly at this person through the crown bead curtain, the hand resting on his lap flipped over, and the waiter was about to hand over the roster, he glanced at the roster, and then raised his eyes to look at the civil official, and said, "Speak."

"And this summer solstice, the ministers have recently received urgent reports from all over Kyushu

。」 The civil official pulled out the fold from his wide sleeve, "Your Majesty, please read it."

After the servant went down to take the notebook, he turned around and handed it to Emperor Jingcheng.

Emperor Jingcheng flipped through the ten lines at a glance, and then immediately made a virtual ensemble, saying, "The Yanzhou flood is still guilty." His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked around at the hundred officials below, "This flood has been flooding year after year, and I have not paid attention to it in previous years, but I have also heard of it slightly. Ladies and gentlemen, is there a way to cure the water?"

A civil official immediately walked out, bowed and said, "Back to Your Majesty, the minister's humble opinion is that the water should be governed first. The land of Yanzhou is located in the area of Mizusawa and has loose soil, which is an excellent choice for farming. But the land by the mountains and rivers is full of wind and rain. When Jiang Zimo was the state pastor, the dams built were all used with this soil, but the dams were often damaged and collapsed, even if they were made up again and again, it was a mistake to increase money and lose money. His Majesty should grant amnesty to the people of Yanzhou for three years to recuperate. After three years, the flood will not be able to stop in the state, and the disaster will be resolved."

After the civil official finished speaking, all the officials of Shangshutai nodded in unison, but another civil official walked out, he bowed first, and then said, "Your Majesty, repairing the dam is indeed the first move, but this urgent report is not only in Yanzhou. After the summer in neighboring Menzhou, the heavy rains continued to flood countless rice fields, and after the refugees fled from Yanzhou, the grain and grass were in short supply, and many large households took the opportunity to raise the market price of grain, and the people were easy to eat, which was also a serious disaster."

Emperor Jingcheng glanced at the roster, then sighed and asked, "What about Panzhou?" How's it going?"

A young civil servant walked out below, and he said, "Panzhou has been going well this year, and the wind and rain are going well. It's just that in previous years, Yanzhou and Menzhou had no harvest due to heavy floods, and they all needed Panzhou and Tongzhou to help with grain and grass. At present, it is only the summer solstice, and before the autumn harvest, if you want to mobilize grain and grass, the minister will calculate, and there is still more than enough to help the two states."

Emperor Jingcheng's brows furrowed, but before he could speak, Jiao Hongxue, the leader of the military attachés, suddenly spoke up, and he said in a calm tone: "There is no other way to help the disaster. But." He turned to the hundred officials of Shangshutai, "The western and northern borders have just been allocated military salaries last month, and the grain and grass should also be prepared in advance. The western territory is mountainous and forested, and the weather is harmonious, and the soldiers can make do with the fields when they have no war. But the northern Manhong Pass is now in the midst of the confrontation, and the Canadians of the outer domain are coming with millions of people, and the soldiers are fighting against the enemy outside the pass, and the heavy grain and grass are even more unbreakable. In addition, there is no field to cultivate in the desert yellow sand, and the grain of Panzhou and Tongzhou is to help Yanzhou and Menzhou. Ladies and gentlemen, what should we do with the soldiers who are full of red passes?"

The hundred officials of Shangshutai looked around and whispered, one of them looked at Jiao Hongxue first, and said helplessly, "Taiwei Jiao is reasonable. But everyone is shining, and Kyushu is really like this. The granaries in Panzhou and Tongzhou only have so much grain, and they can't feed so many mouths."

"I know you're in a difficult situation. Captain Ben is a military officer, and he does not care about the people's livelihood, which is offended." Jiao Hongxue fixed his eyes on Emperor Jingcheng, he clenched his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty has to decide this matter."

Emperor Jingcheng was also in trouble, his eyebrows were gloomy, and he looked around at the eyes of everyone below while contemplating, and did not answer for a long time.

At this time, Liu Xiuyong, the king of Jin who lived among the civil officials, suddenly walked out slowly, and after he bowed, he said calmly: "Father, the solution to the difficulty can be found from the big family."

Emperor Jingcheng looked at him calmly and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Over the years, Mintian has changed hands, and the market price has been high. Most of the people can't afford to buy land, so they rent it." Liu Xiuyong Kaikai said, "And the rented fields are all from the hands of big households. The north is bitterly cold, and the rice fields are harvested only once a year. The fields in the east can be harvested for two crops. In the southwest, where the climate is most suitable, rice fields can be harvested for three seasons. In the early years, the fields in Tongzhou and Panzhou had been converted into rice fields, and there were three crops a year, but so much food was not enough to supply the victims and soldiers in the northwest, doesn't it sound strange?"

The civil officials nodded in unison, and one of them immediately blurted out: "It's all businessmen who are obstructing it, tuntian and grain, and raising the market price." That's what makes this ridiculous situation." Z.br>

"Your Excellency is very reasonable." Liu Xiuyong's face was calm, and he turned to Emperor Jingcheng, "This move of the big family has hurt the country, and the people have no food and no law. It is imperative for the sons and daughters to buy grain from the big households."

"Buying food?" The civil official raised his eyebrows in surprise, "His Royal Highness the King of Jin, do you know the current market price of grain and grass in Tongzhou and Panzhou?" If you don't know, you can inform Your Highness.

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"I know, but don't care about the price." Liu Xiuyong turned to him, "The grain of the big households is sold at a price, and it is not something that ordinary people can buy. Besides, to buy enough military rations and disaster relief food and grass to support the summer, even the national treasury can't afford to pay so much silver."

Emperor Jingcheng still kept silent and didn't ask, just stared at Liu Xiuyong.

However, the civil officials could not bear it, and some people said: "During the period when Pang Boyi was in charge of the government, he allowed the local governors to act shamelessly, which caused the treasury to be empty. His Highness said that he wanted to buy grain, and he dared to ask, what to buy it with?"

Liu Xiuyong spat out his words lightly: "I can't afford it, so I can only get it on credit."

The civil servants immediately whispered, and someone asked, "Your Highness, it's too embarrassing to take credit. As soon as this statement is made, I am afraid that it will encourage the reckless behavior of the speculative people and turn the act of stockpiling grain into the norm of people's livelihood. Furthermore, how will this account be reconciled in the coming day? Also, if the disaster is serious every year, we can't always find a large household to buy food for help, right?"

"Credit is just a matter of urgency, and if you make a contract, you can calculate the interest on the principal." Liu Xiuyong confidently turned to Emperor Jingcheng, "Father, the treasury is empty, and it is really difficult to collect grain without silver. But as long as the father made an edict, he ordered Yanzhou Mu Gu Yaozhi to change the tea fields into farmland. After that, the port was built, and when the dam was repaired and traded, Yanzhou could be rich and changed. Similarly, the switch from tea to rice will also allow Yanzhou to become self-sufficient and not have to rely on other parts of the southwest to make a living."

When the hundred officials of Shangshutai heard this, they all bowed their heads in unison, and immediately looked at Emperor Jingcheng.

Emperor Jingcheng looked at Liu Xiuyong through the bead curtain, and after a while, he seemed to bow his head with satisfaction, and said, "Yes, this move is acceptable. In addition, it is up to you to come up with the workaround, and you are in charge of the overall situation."

Liu Xiuyong saluted respectfully and said, "Oh."