[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Beat it down?

Liu Xi turned his head to look at him for a few seconds, and repeated again: "Everyone? Shoot them down?"

Qian Fan knew that he hadn't thought about it, so he just turned off the fire and lit a cigarette, lowered his head and took a puff: "Do you know the law of the jungle?"

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

With developed productive forces and extremely abundant supplies, people know how to be gentle, courteous and thrifty, and hold meetings to discuss anything.

But when resources become scarce and productivity cannot meet demand, barbaric plunder becomes the first choice.

At this time, it is useless to try to reason.

"I don't have extra Virgin Mary's heart, so I understand what you mean." Liu Xi sniffed the mellow smoke, raised his eyebrows and said, "Bixichun?"

"Well, there are three or four boxes left at home. I think they will be gone after smoking." Qian Fan sat in the same place smoking a cigarette, and glanced at him: "Don't think about confiscating it, I won't give it."

In fact, the first batch of people who have access to key information may not be able to accept the reality.

This is no small matter that can be brushed aside.

Liu Xi didn't even dare to estimate how the masses would react when they knew about this.

He was already ready to hear the news that someone hanged himself or gathered people to flee.

The two sat silently in the car for 5 minutes, briefly escaping from reality in the gap of a cigarette. The moment they opened the door and walked out, they felt like stepping into the flood.

The elevator has been shut down, and now if you want to go to the conference floor on the sixth floor, you have to climb it yourself.

Fortunately, it is autumn, and there is not much demand for heat dissipation and heating.

As the days go on, more and more problems will be exposed.

Listening to Secretary Hu Fei's explanation, several ministers have already listened to his explanation, and are waiting for his further instructions in the central conference room.

In addition, the ancient old man was also taken to the conference room, as if someone else brought him a lunch box.

Liu Xi was originally full of things in his heart, but he was stunned when he entered.

A group of people surrounded the old man, as if they were curious.

Although County Magistrate Sun said that he was very flustered, he was always hungry, and he still wanted to eat after smelling it.

Those women with heavy make-up and scantily dressed have been swaying around him, asking a lot of questions and getting a meal. He didn't dare to eat it at first, but he thought that he was kidnapped by the barbarians now, and would he survive tomorrow? Not necessarily, just eat it.

This meal is too shabby for his usual shop.

But although the portion is small, everything is strange.

Before County Magistrate Sun opened the meal, several ministers arrived one after another.

They looked at Li Luan's face, and didn't rush to ask questions.

As a result, County Magistrate Sun picked up a chopstick of chili, subconsciously looked at Li Luan and asked, "What is this?"

Next to him was a small official from the southeast, and he answered directly, "Chili pepper."

"What is chili?"

The serious atmosphere just now seemed to be disintegrating.

It turned out that the contents of this box of lunch were all the same except for the pork he knew.

In fact, the office has always been frugal, and this lunch box contains nothing - stir-fried shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with onions, and fried pork with peppers.

There were no such things in the Song Dynasty.

A group of people gradually approached, and a little girl boldly handed over the bananas and strawberries she had brought, trying to feed this strange ancient man.

County magistrate Sun was really frightened and hungry. After two bites, he felt that it was not poisonous, and his courage gradually grew.

So when Liu Xi came in, he caught a glimpse of three or four people surrounding him, watching the old man eat while talking and laughing.

Qian Fan coughed lightly in time, and everyone went back to everyone in an instant, leaving only County Magistrate Sun there.

"By the way. Who can speak Southeast Vietnamese?" Liu Xi glanced at Li Luan, who was sitting next to him writing a summary, and subconsciously said, "I need to find more translators."

"My secretary is from Huzhou and can speak Vietnamese." Director Cai of the Bureau of Agricultural Economics said, "Get some more."

Sun Ci nodded, and said in a low voice, "I can check the records of the office's place of origin over there, so go and see first?"

"Ah."

County magistrate Sun lost his sense of presence again, and carefully sat at a corner of the conference table to eat.

Seeing Liu Xi's pretty face approaching again, he leaned closer to Li Luan and asked, "Who is the high official over there?"

This woman is dressed like this, with a smear of white on her chest clearly, she must be a prostitute.

But there are all white walls around here, and it doesn't seem like a place to look for flowers and willows.

The decent ladies and gentlemen on their side pay attention to "smiling without showing their teeth and walking without showing their feet". No matter how poor they are, the corners of their skirts are decorated with ornaments and pressed down, which is called no walking.

"It's him." Li Luan replied without raising his head, "Take care of the tens of thousands of people here."

There are more than one hundred thousand people in Yangzhou City!

The county magistrate Sun almost choked on the shredded potatoes, coughed violently and said in a daze, "Is this a prefect? ​​Prefect?"

Li Luan couldn't understand what he was saying, so he ignored it.

"There are two main issues to be resolved today." Liu Xi ignored the commotion in the corner, and put his hands on the table, and said briefly, "The first is government reform."

"Second, it is to determine the defense and expedition plan for the next month."

When he was studying abroad in the Euro country, he studied military theory in his spare time, but he really didn't expect that it would be useful one day.

Qian Fan sat on his right hand, looking at the old man's clothes and hair crown.

"The original Social Security Department and Enterprise Service Department are temporarily closed, and the Public Security Bureau has cut half of its personnel and rebuilt the military department." Liu Xi spoke very fluently, and it was obvious that everything was done: "The current food hoarding management is managed by the military department and the military department. Coordinated by the Finance Office.”

In the case of declining productivity, the sense of existence of currency will become weaker and weaker, while actual materials will become sought-after goods.

"This matter will be completed within two days. All the people from the former Social Security Department and Enterprise Service Department will be decided by the money bureau." He took a deep breath for a moment, and his eyes fell on the old man who was finally full.

"what's your name?"

The translator next to him was already in place, and Li Luan coughed as he turned his pen.

At this time, County Magistrate Sun realized that everyone was looking at him, so he hurriedly responded, thinking that he was a county magistrate, but this Baimianlang was a magistrate, so he stood up and saluted: "Magistrate of Tongzhi County, Sun and Benevolence, the word Chiyu..."

The group of people in the back didn't understand.

Liu Zi thought to himself that he was not from a different era and country, and asked again: "How far is Yangzhou City from me?"

After listening to the translation with his head tilted, Sun Yuren pondered: "If you ride a horse, it will take more than a day."

Li Luan turned his pen and calculated, "About one or two hundred kilometers."

...Driving a bus to attack the city?

Liu Xi thought to himself what was messed up in his head, and started asking about other things.

Yangzhou, which has been in Shaoxing for 30 years, is still prosperous and prosperous.

Although it has just experienced war, there are only about 12 households left, with a population of no more than [-].

Because of the southward migration of the Song Dynasty, a large number of aborigines moved out here, but with the gradual stabilization of the political situation, there are signs of recovery.

But at this time, Yangzhou was already close to the border.

Where there is a border, there are defenders.

Sun Yuren thought to himself that he was an old bone. He hadn't lived a peaceful life in the past few decades. Now that he met such a weird-looking gangster, he didn't try to hide it. He told everything he knew, just asking Death is a quick blow, don't torture him.

Qian Fan was silent for a while, and said, "What's the relationship between Song and Jin you mentioned?"

There were no means of communication in ancient times, and it would take several years for any major news to reach a small place.

"Now there is a peace agreement in Shaoxing. It is said that the Qinling and Huaihe Rivers are used to define the contract. From the 11th year of Shaoxing, 5 taels of silver and [-] pieces of silk will be tributed every year."

As soon as the Shaoxing peace talks were mentioned, Sun Yuren thought of the father and son of the Yue family who had been murdered, and he sighed heavily.

In other words, the contract was made 20 years ago, and for the time being, everything is peaceful.

Judging from the inside and outside of these words, Song Guo was suppressed and beaten, and it is possible to destroy the country after a while.

Liu Zi thought to himself, leaving aside the chaos of war, feeding the people in his town is the top priority at the moment.

If it is true that Yangzhou is brought down as the money bureau said, at least a lot of supplies can be replenished-not to mention that they can use the ice bank to store more goods for winter.

"Then Yangzhou City, what is the current military equipment?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while, and said truthfully: "The current Yangzhou City has three cities in one place, which one are you asking about?"

Qian Fan was silent for a while, and knocked on the table with his knuckles for a long time.

The information he can grasp is really too little.

Now the situation is like fishing in troubled waters, and I don't even have a clear idea to ask questions.

The others were also sitting next to the nest like rabbits, not daring to make a sound.

Liu Xi lowered his head to collect the notes, and slowly stood up.

"If I remember correctly, the old Zhao's house in the south of the city has a private jet."