Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

Zhao Wu saw that Zhang Song's martial arts skills were so superb, and he had been clinging to them before. He really underestimated the master!
"Clean the battlefield, catch those who survived and torture them severely." Zhang Song flicked the blood from the Datang knife, and the blood slipped away, leaving no trace of blood on the blade.This knife is really good.A good knife is like this, killing without blood.

Zhao Wu stepped forward and said: "My lord, there is no one alive."

"Forget it, burn it on the spot and dig a hole to bury it."

After Zhang Song finished processing, he quickly rode back to the county office.

Now it is Yin time, roosters are crowing everywhere, and dawn is gradually rising in the east.

After working all night, Zhang Song was extremely tired at the moment. After returning home, he washed his face and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost noon.

Standing up and looking out the window, the rain was pattering and the sky was dark and cloudy.

The whole climate is also infinitely depressing.

"My lord!" At this moment, Zhao Wu shouted in a low voice outside the door.

He thought Zhang Song was still sleeping, so he didn't want to disturb him.

Zhang Song said: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Wu pushed open the door and looked at Zhang Song worriedly. He was worried about waking Zhang Song up, but Zhang Song had to deal with some matters. Therefore, he took the risk of waking Zhang Song up and being scolded by Zhang Song. wake him up.

But when he entered the room, he saw that Zhang Song had already woken up, and the worries in his heart dissipated.

"Recently, the law and order in Liuhe County has been unstable. It seems that troublemakers are suspected of activities. What should we do?"

"Just do what you want? Master, I don't know that there are many patrol teams? What are they doing?" Zhang Song has a big head, why do you have to ask me about such a trivial matter?

Do the servants of the third class eat dry food?
"The thieves are too cunning, we have been teased many times." Zhao Wu said with a face full of shame.

Zhang Songdao: "Where is Lin Zhenzhen?"

"The black warrior is being investigated."

"I'll leave this matter to her to see who is behind the scenes. By the way, what's the matter with the county magistrate?" Compared with security issues, the construction of the station is more concerned about the malaria issue.

Now for the entire county government, this is the most important job.

People's life safety is more difficult than property.

After all, Liuhe County is too close to Jinling City.

If the governance is not good, the officials in the capital can easily find out.

"The county magistrate is distributing medicines to malaria patients according to the orders of the adults, but found that there are impostors who resell the medicines to malaria patients in neighboring counties, seeking high profits from it."

Zhang Song laughed when he heard it: "I knew something like this happened. In my Huaxia mind, there is nothing they can't specialize in!"

"My lord, what are you laughing at? These people are extremely hateful, can't you think of a way to punish them? They are really too hateful!" Zhao Wu was speechless, and he was still in the mood to laugh at this hour.

The county magistrate is probably going crazy over this matter right now!
"You go down first, do whatever you need to do, master, I already know." Zhang Song waved his hand, motioning him to go down and do his own work.

Zhao Wu folded his fists and retreated.

Zhang Song bit the tip of the brush, with a pensive expression on his face.

He is not worried about the cattle getting profits from it, but he is worried that the continuous rain will affect the cultivation.

The sweet potato seedlings have been planted for a month, and I don't know how the sweet potatoes are growing.

Thinking of this, he wanted to inspect the surrounding farms.

There are a total of twelve towns in Liuhe County.

There are seven or eight villages under each town.

After the facilities he set up in the valley were moved away, the advanced schools, soap factories, cement, etc. he set up also moved there with the men in black.

He couldn't get away either, not knowing how the construction on the other side of the island was going.

Counting the days, the basic construction should be almost completed there.

Next, as long as the men in black lead the fleet to sell these products overseas in exchange for silver and gold, and then hoard them there, and travel to and from the mainland, they only need to maintain bank notes with the banks in Liuhe County.

Wait for the right time to transport the silver back to the mainland and give it to the emperor first, in case he needs to go north to wipe out the war...

Also, it is necessary to make compressed biscuits and other military rations.

It can support soldiers in long-distance raid operations.

These compressed biscuits, what kind of portable military rations, can greatly save the supply and transportation of the Ming Dynasty.

In ancient times, logistical transportation was much more difficult than in modern times.

A distance of one hundred miles between the army and the logistics is a dangerous operation.

A thousand-mile raid is really a big adventure for the cavalry.

On the vast grasslands and deserts, facing the cavalry raids that the opponent is good at, you may face being dumped by the opponent at any time.

Considering these things, Zhang Song felt that he had done more than what a county magistrate could do!

"Hey! Never mind. Otherwise, the mid-term Daming will face a stronger nomadic people, and will decline after the Tumu Fortress! We must let Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty continue the northern expedition, completely wipe out the nomadic people from this world, and then let the people directly Excessive Qing Dynasty, stabilized the country for four or five hundred years, and directly got rid of the backward small-scale peasant economy!"

After Zhang Song said something to himself, there were infinite waves in his heart.

Once a person has a goal, he will become extraordinarily powerful in whatever he does.

Now these trivial matters, he can only hand them over to his subordinates.

He wanted to take care of everything, even with ten clones, he couldn't handle it.

Thinking of this, he put on plain clothes, a long blue cloth gown, and a coir raincoat.

Riding on the horse, he went straight to the farm.

Da da da……

Horseshoes galloped on the muddy road.

After an hour of running, he quickly reached his destination.

In the rain, the farmers are still busy.

In the green fields, there are busy figures everywhere.

The sweet potato seedlings in the field are growing vigorously, and the seedlings are already more than one foot long.

This crop is newly taking root on this continent.

The fertilizer efficiency of a lot of soil has not been turned into thin land by this kind of plant, it seems that it is really not possible. To put it bluntly, this kind of plant can only consume too much fertility now.

So that without potassium fertilizer, this kind of crop can only grow relatively well in the first two years.

After the middle and late stages, the fundamental thing is to rely on fertilizers to increase production.

After inspecting the growth of the fields, Zhang Songda returned home.

On the road, a galloping carriage rushed, and the driver kept shouting: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Zhang Song was also galloping, and it was too late to give way to the opponent.

They looked like they were about to collide.

The coachman in the carriage was also frightened by the sudden rush of horses.

At a critical moment, Zhang Song slapped the horse, and the horse drifted. He slid aside and almost fell into the rice field beside the road.

"Hey! Are you looking for death? Do you know who is in the carriage?" The coachman was also startled, and then cursed at Zhang Song.