"Of course, it's to pull grain to measure the wasteland!"

Zhang Junlin's words came out.

Jiang Zhu confirmed.

I expected it to be good.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really didn't take it, and this time the powerful people joined forces to see it in their eyes and take it to heart.

"Did His Highness only bring these hundred people?"

Jiang Zhu glanced at the twenty or so horses behind him.

And those "cavalrymen" on foot.

Barely counted as cavalry.

Because they only wore coarse linen clothes, and they did not wear military uniforms or official uniforms at all.

It is explained that it is not a soldier and an officer.

Thinking of the past two days, there was a news from the direction of Jinling that Princess Junyuan recruited militia to practice martial arts.

Looking at these "militiamen" in front of them, who have sallow faces and look like they haven't eaten for several days, they don't know if they have the strength to escape if they start with people.

Jiang Zhu couldn't help but worry in his heart.

"Your Highness, it is true that those workers and farmers are not in the city, but there are nearly a thousand people walking around the government warehouse."

"The donated food can't get back to their belts just by walking a few steps."

Zhang Junlin raised his arm.

Immediately a man trotted out of the ranks.

Holding a long sickle and handing it to Zhang Junlin.

Jiang Zhu glanced at the rustic long scythe.

Hearsay.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince defeated Xiang Hong with a sickle.

"Don't look at it, the scythe that defeated Xiang Hong has already been smashed to pieces by his meteor hammer, this is a new scythe."

"By the way, Lord Jiang, the batch of refined iron from the Northern Qi Dynasty made you into farm tools, how many sets have you built?"

Jiang Zhu didn't expect to desert himself.

was all seen by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

I can't help but have a new understanding of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who everyone said was reckless.

"Back to Your Highness, a total of 800 sets have been built now, and they are being stepped up."

A set of farm tools is divided into various items such as sickles, shovels, hoes, and forks.

These objects may not look big, but they are also time-consuming and laborious to create.

It is necessary to match a set of climbing plows with 100 sets of ordinary utensils.

Melting iron and cast iron is not a day's work.

"As much as you want, take it away with the grain."

"Yes."

Don't wait for Zhang Junlin to ask.

Jiang Zhu immediately called the officials in charge of the government to take care of the warehouse.

This little official is from a local third-rate magnate.

After reading the list counted by Dong You, Zhang Junlin personally promoted it.

Naturally trustworthy.

"Lord Jiang doesn't have to worry, as long as he does his errands according to the instructions of the palace, those who make trouble, let them go."

Anyway.

He only needs land, and he doesn't need those powerful people who can't grow land.

There is no need for those powerful people who can't even take out the money to confiscate it.

He wants to emulate the advantages of Xichu to become bigger and stronger, and all the people are soldiers.

didn't say that he wanted to emulate Western Chu, the powerful were in charge, controlling the government, and the monarch was like a loach wandering among the magnates.

He.

I'm not used to those useless magnates.

"Let's go."

Zhang Junlin gave an order.

led one hundred and eight people to walk in the direction of the Zhenzhou Mansion Warehouse.

Jiang Zhu looked at the team that was walking away.

Look at the rising sun leaping out of the east.

Suddenly I felt energetic.

"Your Highness wants to deal with those magnates, and those disobedient subordinates in the jurisdiction will be handled by the micro-ministers."

The party is the same and the party is different.

This has always been the case.

Those who obey His Highness remain in office.

Those who rebel against His Highness...... It's changed.

……

The warehouse of the Zhenzhou Mansion is located near the east of the city.

Compared to the desertion in the west of the city.

The eastern part of the city is no better.

In addition to some merchants greeting customers, vendors are hawking along the streets.

In the resettlement of refugees, there are no young adults.

Even the elderly, weak, women and children were paid high wages by the powerful, and the whole family took the initiative to go out of the city to find a way to live.

Only near the government warehouse.

There were nearly a thousand slaves dressed in different colors and with different surnames tattooed on their hats.

Go around in circles around the government warehouse.

The officials stationed in the warehouse were terrified.

But because they didn't act excessively, they couldn't do anything superfluous except for worry.

Even the warehouse is surrounded by these people's shops and shops.

It is impossible to drive people away.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"The prince is here!"

A servant in cloth standing on the third floor saw the young man at the head wearing the prince's court clothes.

In his hand, he held the long scythe that symbolized his status.

Hurriedly shouted downstairs.

"The prince is here, and he only brought about a hundred people!"

A hundred or so people?!

Hear this.

The powerful men who were still hiding their heads and tails all walked out of their shops with a smile.

Walk towards the warehouse door.

The officials saw the big men who were gorgeously dressed.

In particular, there are a few of them who are former officials.

His hand was pressed on the saber, and he didn't know whether to pull it out or not.

Because look at the posture of these old men.

It is to emulate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to grab food.

But the grain was sent by His Majesty the Emperor to transport it.

Even if these people donate.

How can there be any reason to go back to the donated food?

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Even when the officials were worried that these people would make trouble.

If they do do it, they will be hacked to death by the servants of the guardian.

The big men gathered in front of the warehouse door bent their knees.

Respectfully fell to his knees.

"Get up."

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The officials didn't come back to their senses until Zhang Junlin spoke.

Slow down and kneel.

"Get up, you guys have worked hard to guard the government warehouse."

Zhang Junlin greeted with a smile.

Approachable attitude, coupled with that slightly honest looks.

It was impossible to see that it was a sixth-order peak martial artist who commanded 20,000 guards and killed more than 30,000 people in Western Chu.

This made the big men in front of the horse look at each other and smile.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so easy to speak.

Moreover, he brought only more than a hundred militia-looking men.

Tens of thousands of stone of grain they donated in the warehouse.

You will get it back today!

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the old man has something to discuss!"

An old man over half a hundred years old and dressed very festively stepped forward from the crowd.

stopped in front of Zhang Junlin's horse.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

Even if it is a sixth-order peak martial artist in front of him.

The old man still straightened his back, not afraid at all.

Then.

Among the crowd entangled in front of the warehouse door, nearly a hundred people also walked out.

Zhang Junlin glanced at it roughly, looking at his strength, it should be the realm of the first and second order of a martial artist.

Naturally, he didn't pay attention to these people.

But these people can indeed walk sideways in this town.

It's no wonder that the officials guarding the warehouse all have constipated expressions on their faces.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Junlin knew that this old man dared to come forward.

There must be something to rely on.

Naturally, he won't go up and give the other party a sickle and slap his head.

Dealing with the powerful requires a knife.

But it's too bloody, and it will scare these riches back back to the Dog Emperor.

That's more than worth the loss.

"Back to the prince's words, the old man is Chen Siliang, the dean of the Zhenzhou Academy, and the patriarch of the Zhenzhou Chen family who donated 20,000 stone grains to solve the danger of Jinling."

"Oh."

The Chen family is a big family worth wooing.

Origins in education.

There are many disciples and protégés, and there are countless people who can write and martial arts.

He really can't be rough with the other party.

"What does Dean Chen have to discuss with this palace?"

Zhang Junlin smiled more amiably.

Seeing this, Chen Siliang also smiled on his face.

But when he spoke, he was smiling.

"Prince, the food was donated to Jinling to relieve the crisis, and now I heard that the crisis in Jinling has passed, and the assassins have already been ambushed, can the donated food be returned to the Chen family?"

"Now that the enemy has retreated, the students of the academy also have to eat, and the Chen family has no food left."