The Regent Just Wants To Farm [Transmigration Book]

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The scimitar in Ashlan's hand slashed down fiercely, and a human head rolled to the ground. Hot blood spurted out, staining the grass under his feet.

He shouted loudly in Beiqi language: "Anyone who speaks nonsense again will end up in the same fate as this person. Now, go and have a big meal for me. Bo'e will ask God to bless you in the evening. I will see you tomorrow." The warriors of Beiqi are not afraid of any ghosts!"

After the two-pronged approach of life-threatening force deterrence and soothing shaman blessing, the noisy Beiqi people finally quieted down, but Beiqi prince Ashlan still had a tense face, making his ferocious face even more intimidating.

A few days ago, the menacing Beiqi people arrived in Yancheng, and when they were about to compete with the Dazheng people, the thunder that fell from the sky disrupted their steps, so that the two sides had no chance to fight at all, and the Beiqi people hurriedly retreated up.

How fast he came, and how fast he left, Ashlan still has a grudge to this day.

He strode into a tent, and Bo Er was praying around a wounded man lying on a felt blanket.This wounded man was the one who was struck by lightning, half of his body was pitch-black, and he was just dying.

"How is Batu?" Ashlan asked as soon as Bo'er was over.

Bo's body was covered in hot sweat. He wiped the sweat off his forehead casually, shook his head and said, "God wants to pick up this child, but I'm powerless."

Even in a coma, Batu was still howling in pain. Ashlan pulled out the dagger from his waist, covered half of Batu's face with one hand, and said softly, "I will avenge you."

After all, Batu's life was quickly killed, and after a while, a bloody smell filled the tent.

"Continue to dispatch troops tomorrow, and start cleaning up the surrounding villages first. I will use the blood and heads of Dazheng people to pay homage to Batu."

In Yancheng, Mu Qingzhi is discussing the battle plan with several generals. When Beiqi harassed the frontier before, they mainly defended the city. Since they want to take the initiative to attack this time, the previous battle method will not work.

"General Li Zhang sent a battle report that they had already fought with the third prince of Beiqi Baer Si, who was afraid of the cannon and fled north.

He has taken advantage of the victory to pursue, but the single army cannot fight for long, and the number of cannons is limited, and transportation is not easy. We need to support them as soon as possible. "

"Ashilan has not made any movement so far, and has never been defeated like Barth. The scouts have also reported that Ashlan shows signs of returning with the whole army. We also need to be more careful."

Everyone talked to each other, and Chu Jing'an, who had been listening to them, waited for them to come to an end, and said to Mu Qingzhi: "Although Ah Shilan was not frightened, she should not dare to directly invade Yancheng. Harassment, the final general is willing to lead troops into battle to meet Ashlan and annihilate them on the prairie."

Mu Qingzhi's battles have always focused on stability, so when the food and grass in the rear were not in place, he never went out of the city to pursue it. Now that Chu Jing'an has delivered the supplies, he has less worries.

"Let the scouts pay close attention to Ashlan's movements. Mu Hong and General Chu sent troops together. The grassland is vast, and people who are not familiar with it are easy to lose their way. When Mu Hong is at the border for a long time, he can give General Chu some advice." Mu Qingzhi did not refuse Chu Jing'an He also wanted to see what this famous young general in the Southwest Army was capable of.

After that, Mu Qingzhi made some adjustments. He would not put the treasure on Chu Jingan. For him, of course, he trusted the Jingbei Army lieutenant general who had cooperated for a long time.

A large number of food and grass mobilization made the people of Los Angeles aware of the upcoming war, and the topic of the streets and alleys has changed from the latest Tiangong competition to the North Qi invasion.

Liu Dalang's blood boiled with one hand reading the dictionary and the other, muttering in his mouth: "These barbarians of the Northern Qi Dynasty should have died a long time ago. This time we must beat them to the ground and let them know how powerful we are, so we won't dare to make trouble in Dazheng again."

Mrs. Liu was sweeping the floor. She swiped the broom twice on the concrete floor and asked, "Are we really going to fight the barbarian? Can't we fail?"

Liu Dalang's family has been renting land in Wangzhuang for many years. When Yanyunhe tested the efficacy of soil and fertilizers, they chose their wheat field. Later, he made a fortune selling wheat seeds. The money he has accumulated over the years has long been enough for him. I bought a piece of land.

But none of their family had the idea of ​​leaving Wangzhuang, and even built a new house here, obviously wanting to live forever.

Speaking of it, renting the land in Wangzhuang is much better than growing your own land. Not only do you have less tax, but you also have the opportunity to read and write. Liu Dalang is now able to read this short story with a dictionary, thanks to Wangzhuang’s literacy in winter class.

Of course, Wangzhuang is just an example. The outside landlord Lao Cai is incomparable with the prince. Therefore, many people are vying to be tenants of Wangzhuang, but all the land in Wangzhuang has been rented out. I no longer rent out.

Because of the unique teaching method of the new urban area formed around Wangzhuang, there is now a new way of disseminating information. Even in the literacy class, you can read it with a dictionary in your hands.

The emergence of short news not only enriches people's daily life, but also brings about many changes in people's thinking, just like now.

In the past, Liu Dalang would never have cared about state affairs, but only worried about his own one-acre three-point land.

But now, in the face of the menacing North Qi, Liu Dalang can also share his hatred and express his views.

"Lei Gong is in our Dazheng. There is no reason why he can't fight? I just don't know when the fight will be over, and whether there will be more taxes and corvee. Some time ago, I heard from people in Xiaoliu Village that there were people from the yamen. Although they have paid for the grain collection in their village, it is still quite worrying.”

The Lei Gong that Liu Dalang spoke of was a bronze cannon. Although they didn't know about it, there were rumbles all day long on the other side of the mountain, and rumors about Lei Gong gradually spread.

Shen Nong's descendant princes have all appeared beside them, and it would be no big deal to have another Lei Gong, so those who heard the news easily accepted this myth and legend.

After sweeping the floor, Mrs. Liu also sat beside Liu Dalang and read short stories. Both men and women went to the literacy class.

So she could also understand the short story written in vernacular. After reading it, she said: "Beiqi is really abominable. Fortunately, the Jingbei Army is guarding the north. The rest is not something we can worry about. You hurry up and take care of it." Wheat, go to the noodle factory to grind the flour, and by the way, I would like to ask everyone, whether this year is winter wheat or spring wheat, if there are not many people grinding flour, then grind some cornmeal."

These family and country affairs are still a bit far away for ordinary people. They are more concerned about their own firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. No matter whether the sky is falling or not, their stomach is the most important thing before that.

As the decision maker, Yan Yunhe had more things to pay attention to. Of course, his focus was still on logistics support, and he would not express any opinions on command operations that he was not familiar with.

Qi Yang Shuzheng circulated the list of the latest batch of delivered materials to everyone, "The application of the new steelmaking method is very mature, and this batch of weapons is definitely the best in history. Beiqi's weapons can only be broken if they are against us. share."

"A new batch of ammunition is being shipped to the front line. Try to ensure that the front line has enough ammunition. If the war drags on to the harsh winter, it will be too bad for us. But we have to make plans. This year's cotton production has been counted, and Gu has already asked the textile factory to stop weaving. , to make cotton-padded clothes. Don’t stop buying grain, don’t just limit it to the surrounding area of ​​Los Angeles, the output of new rice planted in the south is also very impressive this year, allocate funds and let the local government purchase it.”

Yan Yunhe flipped through the list, focusing on ordering the follow-up preparations one by one. Several ministers listened carefully, lest they missed any important content.

After discussing the logistics matters for a long time, Yan Yunhe listened to Meng Ke, Minister of the Ministry of War, analyze the situation on the front line. The battlefield is changing rapidly. No matter how fast their news is, they are still lagging behind, so Yan Yunhe has to worry.

When the important matters were discussed and all the ministers retreated, Yan Yunhe stopped Meng Ke. There was one thing he needed to consult with Meng Ke, which was the compensation for soldiers' casualties.

Yan Yunhe said: "Gu looked through the previous pension standards and found that the money and silk and other properties were settled at one time, but the soldiers injured in the Eight Kings Rebellion between Gu and the Eight Kings learned about the situation, and the money and goods settled at one time were not enough to support them Long-term expenses, and wounded soldiers often have sequelae after their injuries, and the money spent on follow-up treatment can use up pension funds."

Meng Ke didn't expect that the regent was concerned about this. Although he knew that the regent had the name of loving the people, if he didn't really care about the people, he wouldn't have thought of these things at this time. His evaluation of the regent went up to a new level.

"Does the prince want to pay more pensions to the wounded soldiers? Of course this minister has no objection, it just depends on whether the Ministry of Households agrees to increase it." As Minister of the Ministry of War, Meng Ke naturally wants the soldiers well.

Yan Yunhe said: "It is true that increasing the pension is a little bit, but apart from the first money, the rest will be paid on a monthly basis instead of a one-time settlement. Does Meng Shangshu think it is feasible?"

"This..." Meng Ke looked distressed, "Excuse me bluntly, the wounded soldiers have to return to their hometowns. If pensions are paid every month, it must go through a lot of hands. The prince has a heart for the people, but Not everyone is like this, if someone is greedy for ink, I am afraid that the money will not reach the hands of the soldiers."

"Meng Shangshu is right, so, is there any way to put an end to this kind of thing?" Yan Yunhe had just killed a few corrupt officials, and of course he knew how insane these people would be if they became corrupt. "In reality, exposing a corrupt official is not easy.

Meng Ke raised his head slightly and quickly glanced at Yan Yunhe's expression, and said: "If the prince wants to do this, it is better for you to take charge of it directly, just like the seed warehouse. I have heard that the managers of the seed warehouse are all very capable, and There has never been any corruption incidents, which shows that the prince is well-managed."

What he said was suspected of flattering Yan Yunhe. Although Yan Yunhe was noncommittal about this point, as he said, reducing the procedures for passing money is undoubtedly an important point.

The author says:

Thanks to the little angel Siberian Vicious Husky for the landmines, songbirds do not fly, other people's crazy beauties, Gentie, light smoke and rain, and nutrient solution. There are too many people today, I can't hold them all at once, so I will send them one by one. Well, thank you little angels for your support——