After Zhao Ting left, Han Zhen picked up a brush and wrote an order.

Transferred the monkeys from Guangling to Mizhou.

Guangling Salt was already on the right track, and it didn't make much sense for the monkey to continue to stay there, so Han Zhen transferred it to Mizhou and continued to restructure the salt works in Mizhou.

Since ancient times, salt and iron have been a profiteering industry, and it is also an important money bag for Han Zhen in the future.

The implementation of light taxation means that in a short period of time, it will not be possible to rely on taxes to feed the gold-swallowing beast of the army, but fortunately, there is still salt and sugar.

As soon as he finished writing the order, he saw Shi Wenhui walking into the main hall.

Han Zhen asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Shi Wenhui said with a solemn face: "County magistrate, there is news from Shuzhong that the seller suddenly defaulted on the saltpeter business that was negotiated before. The minister felt that it must be the Zhao and Song Dynasty courts that were stumbling behind their backs. ”

Hearing this, Han Zhen couldn't help frowning slightly.

Zhao Song is not a fool, he will naturally deal with the loss of firearms.

Restricting his procurement of raw materials for the manufacture of firearms is one such measure.

Although it was agreed that they would not interfere with the commercial behavior of both parties during the previous peace talks, everyone is an adult, so it is good to listen to this kind of thing, and it should not be taken seriously.

Sulfur is actually okay, before the Tang Dynasty, sulfur was collected from the crater of natural sulfur, and after the Song Dynasty, craftsmen began to smelt sulfur from pyrite, and the process became more and more mature.

The trouble is saltpeter, and there are only two saltpeter outputs at present, one is in the northwest and the other is in Sichuan.

Han Zhen vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a saltpeter mine in Shandong, and the scale was still very large, but he didn't remember where it was.

Thinking of this, he instructed: "Find a way to purchase a small amount of saltpeter from other Luzhou counties in Zhao and Song Dynasty and secretly transport it back." In addition, find a group of craftsmen who are proficient in Kanyu prospecting and look for saltpeter mines in various parts of Shandong. If anyone can find it, he will be awarded an official title and a reward of thousands of dollars! ”

Buying small quantities in many places will not attract the attention of the Zhao and Song courts, but the production of firearms will plummet.

It can't be helped, and it can only be that way now.

If he really can't find a saltpeter mine, then Han Zhen can only find another way to fight overseas.

"Minister, let's do it!"

Shi Wenhui nodded and left in a hurry.

As soon as he walked out of the hall with his front foot, Xie Ding walked in with his back foot.

"County Magistrate!"

"What?"

"Letter from the Kong family."

Xie Ding said, took out a letter from his sleeve pocket, and presented it to the court.

The Kong family?

Since Li Heihu captured Licheng, Kong Duanyou, the contemporary Yansheng Gong, led the close tribes Duanmu and Zhan, and fled south with Zhang Shuye to Dongping Mansion, leaving his younger brother Kong Duancao to stay in the Que Lilin Temple.

After waiting for Han Zhen to defeat the Western Army, Kong Duanyou saw that his knowledge was not good, and he fled to Tokyo City.

Kong Duancao, who stayed in the ancestral temple of Qufu, was very low-key and very knowledgeable, and Han Zhen was too lazy to look for trouble.

If you are willing to be a citizen under your rule, then you are good, I am good everyone, but if you are unwilling, Han Zhen does not mind removing the Kong family.

Glancing at the envelope, Han Zhen had no desire to open it at all, and ordered: "You tell Kong Lao Er to stay in Qufu honestly, and when the local county government checks the population and measures the fields, he will fully cooperate, and the taxes that should be paid must not be less, otherwise the next time he will go will be the Qingzhou Army!" ”

Xie Ding wanted to speak and stopped, and finally responded: "The minister receives the order." ”

After the territory is larger, the government affairs have also increased exponentially.

This is still assisted by Xie Ding, Zhao Ting and other officials, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't even have time to eat.

When I looked at history before, I felt that Zhu Biao died of hard work, and I felt that it was somewhat exaggerated.

Looking at it now, in the early Ming Dynasty, when there was no cabinet and the prime minister to share government affairs, it was indeed very possible.

"The laws of the Criminal Department will not be changed for the time being, and Zhao Song will be used for the time being, and adjustments will be made later."

"The minister retired."

After sending Wang Weizhong away, Han Zhen couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

Glancing at the sundial outside the main hall, he found that it was noon before he knew it.

"Husband."

Just as he was about to get up to eat, a timid call sounded.

I saw Jiang Suyi and the three of them, walking into the hall with a food box in their hands.

Han Zhen raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "Yoyo, they went out of the city today, why didn't the three of you go?" ”

Jiang Suyi replied cautiously: "I didn't sleep well last night, and I was a little tired, so I didn't go." ”

Seeing this, Han Zhen knew that the three girls had something to ask for, so she leaned back slightly and leaned back on the chair in a comfortable position: "Say, what's the matter?" ”

Hearing this, the three women glanced at each other, and then fell to their knees with a pop.

Zhao Luzhu said with a crying voice: "Husband, please save the slave and the slave's family." ”

After just thinking about it for a while, Han Zhen thought of the reason and sneered: "But Zhao Ji threatened you to wait and listen to the information?" ”

Fu Qingyi's eyes flashed with a different color, and he forced himself to calm down: "The husband is like a god, and Emperor Zhao and Song forced the parents and families of the three slaves to let the slaves find the secret recipe for firearms. ”

Really!

However, Song Huizong is a cultivator of immortals, is he stupid, looking for three and a half old little girls to be meticulous.

"Your Majesty...... Emperor Zhao Song also asked us to serve our husband well, and it was best to let my husband have no intention of government affairs. Jiang Suyi timidly added.

“……”

Han Zhen thought it was outrageous at first, but when he thought that the other party was Song Huizong, he felt very reasonable.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Does Fujin know about this?" ”

Zhao Luzhu shook his head: "The slave doesn't know. ”

"The eldest lady shouldn't know."

Fu Qingyi explained: "Emperor Zhao Song dotes on the eldest lady, and everyone in the entire Zhao Song Dynasty knows about it, and he is definitely reluctant to let her get into danger. Besides, the eldest lady has a simple temperament and can't pretend to be worried. ”

Han Zhen glanced at Fu Qingyi in a little surprise, but he was a little anxious.

I have to say that this Fu Qingyi is extremely beautiful and charming, even if he is explaining it seriously, it also gives people a sense of flattery.

It's like this now, and in a few years, it will be okay?

Retracting his gaze, Han Zhen comforted: "I will deal with this matter, and you don't have to worry about your parents and dependents." ”

Hearing him say this, the third girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Thanks."

Zhao Luzhu thanked with tears in his eyes, looking grateful.

Jiang Suyi blinked her eyes wide and asked in a low voice, "Will the husband come to Xingnu tonight?" ”

She naively thought that Han Zhen hadn't touched them before, because she had seen through Emperor Zhao Song's scheme.

Now that they voluntarily surrendered, they should be glad to have been.

As soon as these words came out, Fu Qingyi hurriedly lowered his eyes, and Zhao Luzhu on the side also blushed.

Han Zhen cried and laughed: "You are still too young, let's talk about it in a few years." ”

"Oh."

Jiang Suyi nodded stupidly.

"Just go for it."

Han Zhen waved his hand.

Jiang Suyi got up and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered the food box in his hand, and immediately presented it to the court: "The slave has made a few small dishes from his hometown, please ask your husband to taste them." ”

Han Zhen glanced at the food box and asked, "Didn't you poison it?" ”

"No, no, no, give ten dares to the slave, and don't dare to poison the husband......"

Jiang Suyi's little face turned pale, and she was about to cry in fright, and explained helplessly.

Seeing this, Han Zhen chuckled and said, "Teasing you." ”

******* Suyi was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he hurriedly patted his chest with his little hand and said angrily: "The slave is timid, and the husband should not scare the slave." ”

Han Zhen quipped: "If you are so daring, you dare to learn from others." ”

Jiang Suyi said aggrievedly: "The slave doesn't want to, it was forced by Emperor Zhao Song." ”

After the third daughter left, he sneered, took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter to Song Huizong.

The content is to reprimand him for the things he has done and ask him to hand over the parents of Jiang Suyi's three daughters.

In the end, he used this matter as a threat and demanded 500,000 stone of grain from him as compensation, otherwise they would meet each other in battle!

With Song Huizong's timid temperament, he would definitely agree, and this matter was the first to be blamed by the other party.

"Someone, hurry up, send this letter to Kaifeng Mansion and hand it over to Emperor Zhao Song!"

After ordering someone to deliver the letter, Han Zhen was free and opened the food box on the table.

A dish of mutton soup, a plate of stir-fried spring bamboo shoots, plus a serving of boiled shrimp in rice wine.

Han Zhen tasted them one by one and found that the taste was light, and it was okay overall.

I said that I was poisoning, but I was just joking.

In ancient times, it was very difficult to extract toxins, high-purity poisons were extremely rare, and all poisons must be bitter, and the more poisonous the poison, the more bitter the taste.

There is only one colorless and odorless poison, and that is high-purity arsenic.

But if you want to rely on arsenic to poison a person like Han Zhen, the dose must be large.

But the question is, a large dose of arsenic can be seen by a fool, who will eat it?

With his metabolic speed, if he wants to rely on a weak dose of arsenic and accumulate toxins little by little, it is better to pray that he will die on the battlefield.

With rice, Han Zhen swept away the three dishes.

"County magistrate, county magistrate!"

Suddenly, a voice of joy came from outside the main hall.

Han Zhen ordered, "Come in." ”

The next moment, I saw Pei Huai walking into the hall with an old farmer-like person.

Pei Huai introduced with a happy face: "County magistrate, this person is Deng Song, the son of Deng Yufu. ”

"Meet the county magistrate!"

Deng Song was a little restrained, although he wore the Confucian robe of a scribe, he did not have any literati temperament, but was more like a farmer, with dark skin and a pair of big hands covered with calluses.

That's right!

The integration of theory and practice is the real one.

Agronomy is not a castle in the air, and it requires a lot of trial and error and experience.

"I'm finally looking forward to it, sir!"

Han Zhen stepped forward and helped him up.

This move surprised and surprised Deng Song, and he said modestly: "The villagers in the mountains and wilderness should not be called Mr. ”

"Sir, don't be humble."

Han Zhen smiled slightly and said: "There are thousands of farmers in the world, but there are very few people in agriculture, and Mr. Han feels honored to come to help." ”

Deng Song didn't expect to be treated with such courtesy, and he was moved beyond comprehension for a while, and said in a snorted voice: "Xiaomin must do his best." ”

"Please take a seat."

After beckoning Deng Song and Pei Huai to sit down, Han Zhen returned to the back of the hall and said loudly: "Presumably Pei Shilang has explained the situation to Mr., I plan to establish an agricultural college, be in charge of agricultural affairs, teach the people how to farm, innovate agricultural tools, and vigorously develop animal husbandry." ”

In this world, after all, it is still based on agriculture.

Commercial and industrial development is based on agriculture.

The people don't have enough to eat, and they talk about all sorts of nonsense.

Deng Song nodded again and again: "This is for the benefit of the country and the people!" ”

Han Zhen said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The position of dean will be held by Mr., and the grade is the seventh grade, and there will be an official uniform in the near future." ”

"Wechen, thank you county magistrate!"

Deng Song's heart was agitated and he bowed down.

Han Zhen's voice changed and continued: "It's just that the College of Agriculture has just been established, and there is a shortage of manpower, so I hope Dean Deng will bother more." ”

Hearing this, Deng Song muttered: "Weichen has a few like-minded friends, I wonder if we can let them enter the Agricultural College together?" ”

Han Zhen was overjoyed, and ordered: "Just bring it, I will give you the quota of five officials, and you can assign it, and you only need to report to the Ministry of Officials at that time." ”

"Wechen will not be dishonored!"

Deng Song's face suddenly turned happy.

Han Zhen turned his head to look at Pei Huai and said with appreciation: "Pei Shilang, this matter is good, I will credit you!" ”

Pei Huai said modestly: "It is the duty of the minister to share the worries of the county magistrate. ”

(End of chapter)