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As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, hearing that his people were being ravaged by the enemy, and that massacres were likely to occur, but he was powerless, felt very bad and deeply irritated Hu Guang.

New army! Strong army! Military power! These words flashed silently through his mind, and the frustration before him further solidified his thoughts.

Before he could ask Qian Fugui again, he saw Gao Yingyuan's icon in the work group shaking, so he switched over to listen.

"Your Majesty, I have just received a military order to drive everyone in the city, as long as they are alive, out of the city!"

When Hu Guang heard this, he was excited. He immediately recovered from his anger and asked immediately: "Do we still need to separate the young and the strong from the old and the weak?"

"Hey, Your Majesty, how do you know?" Gao Yingyuan asked in surprise when he heard this. But he came back to his senses immediately, felt a little embarrassed, and quickly added, "Yes, regardless of gender, men and women above fifteen and below forty must be detained separately!"

Sure enough, just like Yongping, there shouldn't be much time difference between before and after. It seems that the time to start is already agreed upon. Hu Guang thought about it and asked Liu Xingzuo: "Liu Qing, the same is true for Jianlu in Yongping. I suspect that the same is true for other castles occupied by Jianlu. What do you think Jianlu is planning to do?"

"Your Majesty, from what General Mo has seen, Jianlu is probably going to escape!" Liu Xingzuo was indeed listening and immediately reported his opinion.

Haha, want to escape? This is just a nice thing to say. People can leave and come whenever they want. Who can stop them? Hu Guang thought mockingly for a while, and then asked again: "What will happen to those old and weak people?"

"When the old slave was here, he always slaughtered them neatly. When Huang Taiji was in Liaodong, he knew how to win people's hearts and would give some small favors to make those Han slaves work for him. This time, things seemed to be a little different from what he had done before. , it’s hard to tell the end of the general!” Liu Xingzuo failed to grasp Huang Taiji’s thoughts this time, so he had to tell the truth.

Hu Guang frowned after hearing this, switched back to the elementary group, clicked on Qian Fugui's icon and asked: "How many Jianlu are there in Yongping?"

"How many Jianlu? How do I know!" Qian Fugui looked around and replied, then suddenly remembered and couldn't help but laughed, "Do you think you are really the Ming Emperor and you want to worry about Yongping? Haha, even if you are the Ming Emperor, you Who to send?”

No system prompt was received, indicating that Qian Fugui did not believe what Hu Guang said before. Being so despised by him, Hu Guang couldn't help but sigh. Even ordinary people know that the Ming army cannot fight. This is the reality!

At this time, regardless of Qian Fugui's ridicule, he asked again: "Have you seen the banner of Daishan?"

"I don't know!" Qian Fugui said simply, "I'm just a night incense seller. I only did a small business before. How can I understand these military and national affairs! You are a monk, and you can honestly read your scriptures! You are really in charge of this. Nosy business!”

"Little monk, this kind of person is selfish, don't pay attention to him!" Ruhua seemed to be unable to listen anymore and started to persuade.

Hu Guang didn't listen, and shouted to Qian Fugui with a bit of anger: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country! If no one cares about it, bad luck will happen to everyone sooner or later. Only when everyone does their part and unites as one, the country will be strong." Only then can everyone live in a stable environment.”

Having said this, he paused and said: "For someone like you, I guess all I have to say is in vain!"

After Hu Guang finished speaking, he switched to the Jinyiwei working group, clicked on the Liu Wang family's icon, told Jianlu's latest developments, and then asked: "You convey it to Sun Chengzong. As for how to do it, it is up to him to decide. !”

At this time, the only available army was the Guan Ning Army. Qin Wangjun like Lu Xiangsheng is just a special case. And if they really face the Jurchen Tatars led by Huang Taiji, I'm afraid the ending will not be so optimistic.

Thinking this, Hu Guang's consciousness couldn't help but break away from the chat group and turned his head to look to the west. That army is too far away, otherwise if they cooperate with Guan Ning's army, they might be able to fight Jianlu in the field. The secret decree sent by her quick horse should speed up her march, right?

While he was thinking, suddenly a chamberlain handed over a memorial: "Your Majesty, the daily report to the East Factory has arrived."

When Hu Guang heard this, his mind turned back and he began to read the memorial.

Cao Huachun first reported the developments of the civil servants in the capital, the main topics in the restaurants and teahouses of the capital these days, and finally appended a report on the prices of goods in the capital.

These things were originally what Dongchang had to do and were not additionally requested by Hu Guang. However, because of Hu Guang's attention, the content of this memorial is naturally different.

After Hu Guang looked at it once, his eyes suddenly became a little cold. Not to mention anything else, after the government banned speculation and drove up prices, the price of rice has been rising in a straight line these days.

Before the Jianlu invasion, the price of rice in the capital was basically one stone and one tael of silver, but now it has reached about three taels of silver. If it weren't for the pressure from the imperial court, those profiteers would probably take advantage of this opportunity to gain even more!

Hu Guang thought about it and entered the chat group again. He switched to the work group and clicked on Cao Huachun's icon and said: "Cao Daban, keep an eye on all the grain merchants in the capital. I want to see them raise the price of grain to the sky." go!"

The tone was full of malice, and anyone who heard it knew that the emperor was very angry. Cao Huachun didn't hesitate at all and immediately replied: "I obey your orders!"

On the other hand, Wen Tiren, who was listening in, hesitated for a while and then said: "Your Majesty, those grain merchants are very cunning. They only say that they don't have enough grain and buy in limited quantities every day. This attracts people to rush to buy, and the price goes up on its own."

"Check for me, where do these grain merchants store their grain?" Hu Guang ordered angrily.

Upon hearing this, Cao Huachun agreed, and then said with some hesitation: "Your Majesty, most of these grain merchants have backgrounds, and their granaries are often located in places that are inconvenient to check..."

Hu Guang understood what he meant as soon as he heard it, and immediately became a little angry and shouted: "Where has your prestige in Dongchang gone? Don't you want me to teach you?"

Cao Huachun was so frightened that he quickly wiped his hands with cold sweat and apologized. Wen Tiren heard something was wrong and wanted to advise the emperor not to act recklessly. But thinking about it, it seems that the emperor only ordered to check the location of the granary and did not say what to do, so he held back.

At this time, the weather in the capital was cold, and further north on the grasslands, the weather was even colder. The north wind was blowing, and it was truly freezing cold.

There is no snow, and the grass on the winter grassland has long since died. At first glance, it is all gray and gray. The ups and downs are like bald patches, which is very ugly!

In the distance, a long queue was winding. At first glance, I thought there were Mongolian tribes migrating. Look at their horses or bullock carts pulling all kinds of miscellaneous things.