After Sima Yue relented, throughout June, Wang Yan counted the supplies.

The big war is coming, and if you don't figure out your family background at this time, it's really over.

Wang Yan knew too well the virtues of the people who managed the Luoyang Arsenal and the Taicang people in Dongyangmen, because it was his people who were in charge before, and now they were the upstarts of the Situ Shogunate - Wang Yan didn't think that they were any different from his "little brother".

Even, many people have not yet "eaten", and the appearance may be more ugly.

After counting the supplies, on the first day of the seventh month, Wang Yan sent people to send a batch of them, mainly various military materials.

He knew very well that Liang County had a certain production capacity, but it was very weak, and it would be impossible to be self-sufficient for several years. Compared with money and food, military funds can attract Shao Xun more.

Apart from these things, he had little to do in the court.

The men of the Situ shogunate took control of almost everything, and even began to usurp his power. Wang Yan sent someone to knock on the side, but Sima Yue didn't ask at all, so he gave up.

In mid-July, seeing that Shao Xun had not yet moved north, Wang Yan personally went to Guangchengze.

"From spring to summer, not a drop of rain fell." Outside the courtyard of the Wang family, listening to the words of his daughter Wang Huifeng, Wang Yan was just speechless.

If it doesn't rain yet, Guangchengze will probably have to reduce the number of acres of autumn sowing fields.

After all, wheat needs irrigation more than millet, and it certainly won't work without water.

But the inability of millet to survive the winter and take advantage of the winter and spring when disasters are reduced is a fatal flaw.

"The grain harvested by Guang Chengze is only enough for them to eat, right?" Wang Yan walked along the causeway and asked.

The eldest daughter, Wang Jingfeng, dragged a withered wicker, shook it boringly, and followed behind.

The youngest daughter Wang Huifeng nodded when she heard this, and said, "I'm afraid I have to use up some stored food." Although Liangxian and Luyang have rivers and lakes and wheat are also planted, the harvest should not be as good as that of Guangchengze. The seven counties of Xiangcheng, Yangzhai, Yangcheng, and Yiyang are not having a good time, and Luyang Gong is probably going to open a warehouse to release grain and relieve a little. ”

"He'll last another year. However, it only lasted for a year. Speaking of this, Wang Huifeng's tone was a little regretful.

This man, she had only met once or twice from afar, and had not even spoken. But because of her father's relationship, she has been collecting materials about him and finding out his family background, and for this reason, she has even delayed the processing of news in Bingzhou, Jizhou, Yuzhou and other places.

In her cognition, Luyang County Gong is a rare talent, and he has enthusiasm in his heart, he is really a strange man.

Since the beginning of this year, my father's fame and prestige have risen sharply in Beijing, and the main reason is that he has pushed winter wheat last year, and everyone thinks it is prescient. But Wang Huifeng knew that this was Shao Xun's idea, and in the past few years he has been implementing the "two-year three-cropping system", which has many benefits compared with the traditional "one-year-ripening" system.

She asked someone that within two years, millet and wheat would be planted alternately, which would reduce insect pests, and the yield of wheat per mu would be higher than that of millet, and she would be able to harvest one more season of miscellaneous grains.

Most importantly, this year's drought has proven that nothing is more important than avoiding disasters.

This credit should actually belong to the Duke of Luyang County.

"He can last for a year, but Luoyang may not be able to last for a year." Wang Yan smiled bitterly.

At the time of the great drought, the flow of Jiang, Han, He, and Luo all appeared to varying degrees, which was unprecedented.

Because of the cut off and the lack of transportation, this year's taxes from various places could not be sent to Beijing in time, and the nearby four prefectures of Henan, Jing, Hebei, and Si were transported by land and transported a little money and grain.

But how can land transshipment be compared with water transport? Far from it.

Therefore, now Luoyang is also short of food, and every Hu has to be carefully calculated - relying on the Luoyang Basin alone cannot support so many forbidden troops, officials, craftsmen and other people of all colors.

By next year, even if the transportation is smooth, most of the time it will be the same as this year, and there will not be much grain going into Beijing, because the evil consequences of this year's drought will be reflected next year, and the deficit in taxes this year will also be reflected in next year.

This year, Luoyang can rely on Taicang grain stocks, a small amount of taxes into Beijing, and a batch of winter wheat harvested to survive, but next year will be difficult, and I am afraid that it will fall into a serious famine in the future.

All this pressure fell on his shoulders, because his biggest role was to sell his old face and collect taxes for the imperial court.

Next year, I will probably only be able to ask for more money and grain from Jingzhou, which is guarded by Pingzi, Yangzhou guarded by Chuzhong, and Xuzhou, where Pei Dun is located, not necessarily much.

If Liu Yuanhai knew that he would face such a mess when he took over Luoyang, he probably wouldn't be interested in going south.

There is no money, no food, and there are more than 100,000 or 200,000 people who don't farm, do you want to give it to you?

"Grandpa, it's really not okay to go to Jianye." Wang Jingfeng said with a big grin.

It's a hot summer day, and my clothes are very thin.

Her chest is bulging, but she is still very tall, I don't know how it grows.

The waist is slender and well-proportioned, the thighs are slender and straight, the buttocks are firm and straight, and with that flawless face, it is really beautiful - but people are a little stupid.

"Jian Ye?" Wang Yan was a little moved, but finally shook his head and said, "Once you cross to the south, you will never come back." ”

Wang Huifeng also frowned and sighed softly.

For the Langya Wang family, they can indeed enjoy wealth and prosperity after Nandu. But the northern country is really handed over, and it is conceivable what life the people will live.

Patience? Wang Huifeng didn't know.

Because her only brother is an official outside, she has always helped her father take care of literature, and even the information sent from other places, which is much more known than Wang Jingfeng and even her brother Wang Xuan, uncle Wang Dun, Wang Dao and others.

She has a concept of all kinds of miserable situations in people's lives.

If the North were to be mired in chaos, the people's lives would be even more miserable than they are now—they are miserable right now, but they may be the best times for many years to come.

Although she is oriented to the Wang family and is willing to do her part for the family, she is not willing to see the people of the world fall into a miserable situation after all.

It's nothing else, it's just conscience.

In the distance, the dense sound of horses' hooves sounded.

The guards of the Wang family, who were on guard all around, immediately became nervous.

After a while, more than 100 riders appeared at the end of the road, and then went straight to the royal courtyard.

"Captain." Shao Xun lightly jumped off his horse and saluted Wang Yan.

"Lu Yang Gong." Wang Yan returned the salute.

Shao Xun's gaze stayed on Wang Jingfeng for a while, Rao had already seen it once, and he was still amazed.

How could the old wall lamp give birth to such a beautiful daughter, it was really his?

When he saw Wang Huifeng, he was a little surprised.

This woman is quiet and introverted, down-to-earth and generous, and she is actually looking at him.

The tall and beautiful should be my sister Wang Jingfeng, and the delicate and introverted one is Wang Huifeng.

As far as his own preferences are concerned, he thinks Wang Huifeng is better, and the reason is not explained.

"When the captain is called, there must be something important." Shao Xun said with a smile.

Wang Yan gestured to Wang Jingfeng with his eyes.

Wang Jingfeng was not annoyed, and left after saluting, but Wang Huifeng stood behind Wang Yan and did not leave.

"What do you think the old man called you?" Wang Yan glanced at him angrily and asked.

"Urging me to go north?" Shao Xun smiled: "The servant is training." Two new soldiers have been recruited, and they have just come to Guangchengze and are giving them rules. ”

Wang Yan no longer knows military affairs, and he also knows that these basic trainings do not require the main general to go out at all.

But he didn't want to break it, so he just walked slowly in front of him with his hands behind his back.

Shao Xun didn't care and followed behind.

Walking and walking, I don't know if it was intentional or intentionally careless, but I was actually side by side with Wang Huifeng.

Wang Huifeng glanced at him with a gentle smile - if Wang Jingfeng was here, he would definitely laugh at Shao Xun.

The three of them walked and walked until they came to a secluded bamboo forest.

"Quan Zhong—" Wang Yan said suddenly.

"I don't have all the faith." Shao Xun said helplessly.

"What does Lu Gong think about the world today?" Wang Yan changed his title and asked.

"Zhongzheng Yingchao, Dajin Zhongxing-" Shao Xun opened his mouth and said a few nonsense.

"It's time to be open, it's good for you and me." Wang Yan said.

Wang Huifeng straightened his sideburns that were blown away by the wind, his face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"How long does it take for Situ?" Shao Xun asked directly.

Wang Yan was stunned, why was it so hard to talk to this little fox? Asking questions is key.

"A year at most." Wang Yan sighed.

Sima Yue's physical condition can be seen by anyone who has eyes.

The sober head is already looking for a way back.

If the mind is not clear, this will still loot the people's wealth and exploit the people.

Those who are too sober-minded are almost doing the same thing, and are actively preparing for Nandu Jianye.

The Situ shogunate has nearly 100 staff, holding the power of the five prefectures of Si, Henan, Yan, Xu, Hebei, and Jing, and profoundly influencing the states of Yong, Liang, He, and Yang, and can mobilize countless talents, money, food, and troops, but they will soon lose their backbone.

Who will inherit such a huge fortune?

Well, probably no one can eat them all.

King Langya of Jianye can probably eat a large portion.

The son of the world, Sima Bi, can eat one portion.

Wang Yan may eat the largest portion.

Those who took refuge in Shao Xun were the least, and most of them were unambitious people who were not very good in family background and power, and were repeatedly excluded.

As for the Son of Heaven, he will probably not be able to eat anything, and he is even more pitiful than Shao Xun.

"What are you going to do?" Shao Xun asked.

"Trying to support the situation in Luoyang." Wang Yan said.

"I believe it." Shao Xun nodded, but then asked, "What if Luoyang can't support it?" ”

Wang Yan did not answer this question.

Shao Xun looked at him, probably able to understand Wang Yan's entanglement.

The old wall lamp must be afraid of death, but he really doesn't want to see the end of the imperial court, and he doesn't want to give up Luoyang easily.

In history, when Sima Yue died, Wang Yan followed Sima Yue with the army, and later he should have inherited most of the inheritance, and when he took Sima Yue's coffin to be buried in Xuzhou, it should not have escaped.

Because his wife and two daughters are in Luoyang.

Concubine Pei and the prince are also in Luoyang.

But this possibility cannot be ruled out......

Can't let the old sconces run away.

The resources of the Sima Yue shogunate must not be dispersed.

So, Shao Xun immediately stepped forward and said, "If Situ Tian does not take a vacation and encounters misfortune, he is willing to advance and retreat with the captain." ”

After saying that, he bowed and saluted, his face solemn.

Wang Yan hurriedly helped him up.

For a moment, he wanted Shao Xun to ruin his engagement with the Yu family.

He subconsciously glanced at his daughter.

Wang Huifeng is such a smart person, when he saw his father looking at her, he was slightly surprised, maybe a little disappointed, and a little sad.

She looked at the withered yellow bamboo forest in front of her, and the wind seemed to echo the sigh in her heart.

The Duke of Luyang County may be a good man, but a woman should be loyal to her husband, even if he is dead.

Wang Yan retracted his gaze, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

The daughter was once the crown princess, and the fact that she was forced to divorce has always been a scar that the father and daughter do not want to mention.

When his daughter came home crying from the street as if there was no one around, Wang Yan still remembers the look in his eyes.

He didn't dare to force his daughter anymore.

"With this sentence, it is not in vain that the old man is open and honest with you." Wang Yan smiled.

After speaking, he asked coldly: "What does Lu Yang Gong ask for?" ”

Wang Huifeng also turned his head and looked at Shao Xun.