The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 402: Pingling County
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The autumn harvest is over.
But Zhang Wenhan, the magistrate of Pingling County, had a huge headache.
This **** palace is long. The northern frontier army has entered Pingling Mountain to suppress bandits. Once this army moves, it will require a huge amount of food and grass.
I heard that the Ministry of Household Affairs allocated a lot of grain and grass to Xincheng, but Pingling County, which belongs to Yongning Prefecture, was still allocated a lot of grain and grass.
Last winter, there was heavy snowfall in Yongning Prefecture. People say that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, but in Yongning Prefecture, the heavy snowfall caused a disaster.
Many houses collapsed and many people were displaced. Pingling County naturally launched rescue operations, but the grain depot was so empty that even rats didn’t visit. What could this rescue save?
Gong Shengchang took advantage of that time to recruit many homeless people.
They abandoned this broken home and went to the mountains to become bandits just for a bite to eat.
This has resulted in a sharp decrease in the number of people plowing this year's spring. There is actually a lot of wasteland in Pingling County - these fields are already barren and have extremely low yields. Excluding taxes, they can only make ends meet.
The common people are living a miserable life, and everyone with a little bit of connections has left. Even the former magistrate of Pingling County has abandoned his business and run away - there is no way he can be an official, let alone a little bit of luck. Even your own bone marrow will be boiled dry in this broken place!
Zhang Wenhan came here in high spirits, and then he wanted to start a career in high spirits. Only nine months had passed, but he was already exhausted mentally and physically.
The once leader of literati in Linjiang, the handsome young man from a wealthy family, has now been tortured beyond human dignity.
He has lost a lot of weight, and his face that was originally rosy and fair has now become dark and without any luster.
The hands that used the pen to write poems have now become rough, like an old farmer - when those fields were abandoned, he took the lead and led all the officials in the yamen to plant many fields!
Thus, he deeply understood that this field was indeed difficult to plant. When the golden autumn harvest came, he discovered that the harvest was completely out of proportion to the effort - one acre of rice produced only a hundred pounds of rice!
Less than half of Linjiang!
But the hard work is higher than that of the farmers in Linjiang!
He clearly realized that it was a joke to try to turn this poor place around by farming.
The imperial court has included Pingling County as an economic pilot area, but if the man who is the head of the palace is not dead, not to mention the businessmen who attracted investment, even his own father will not be willing to come to this place.
Using what his father said to him in the letter: Son, now you are suffering a lot. If my father really sets up a textile workshop in your place, I am afraid it will make the whole family suffer!
Who dares to come?
Smash down real money and silver, and then wait for the palace chief to come and beat the autumn wind from time to time?
So the economic strategies proposed by that guy Fu Xiaoguan are not wrong, but if the palace is immortal, those strategies cannot be implemented in Pingling, or even in this huge Yongning Prefecture.
"Your Excellency, there are still three days until the final payment of grain and grass is due. This is an order from the imperial court. If you fail to pay..."
A teacher next to Zhang Wenhan said in a low voice. He looked at Zhang Wenhan's gloomy face as if it was about to rain, and continued:
"Your Excellency is dedicated to Pingling, and we all see it in our eyes. However, this place has been in such a bad state for thousands of years, and now it is even worse. I thought that Yan Linqiu, the magistrate of Quyi County, and your Excellency had an affair in Shangjing in the past. In the past, Mr. Yan Linqiu Yan was the grandson of Yan Zai. He seemed to still have some food in Quyi County, so why not..."
Zhang Wenhan nodded, "Get the car ready. I'm going to Quyi right now. I have to deal with this matter first. I hope General Peng can capture Gong Shenchang alive!"
The teacher went down to arrange the carriages and horses. Zhang Wenhan sat in the empty lobby, thinking that General Peng was now trapped in the quagmire. The situation was extremely bad. If the suppression of the bandits turned into a protracted war... Pingling County How can we afford this long-term supply of food and grass?
Even if the proportion of grain and grass collected from his Pingling County is very small, Pingling itself has already been unable to protect itself, and it still wants to beg the court to give it some, so there is no excess to support the war.
If Fu Xiaoguan were sitting in this position, how would he deal with it?
Zhang Wenhan thought of Fu Xiaoguan. This guy really had the talent to help the world. The strategy of the Yu Dynasty to advance merchants and farmers was correct. It was a pity that this guy died in the Wu Dynasty. He was really jealous of talents.
In the past when I was in Shangjing, I had many grievances with him, but now it seems that they were all young and frivolous jokes.
Poems and articles do not exist.
Even for sacred learning, Zhang Wenhan has never touched it again.
I don’t have that kind of effort, let alone that leisurely spirit.
The people under this rule don’t even have enough to eat, so they still want to write poems and articles? That's simply impossible.
It's already late September, and at the end of October, heavy snow is coming again.
This winter...
Zhang Wenhan walked out of the dilapidated government office and looked up at the blue sky. "God, please don't let it snow heavily this winter. Give the people a way to survive!"
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Zhang Wenhan went to Quyi County to borrow grain, and the caravan accompanying Fu Xiaoguan also arrived at Pingling.
It’s just that they didn’t enter the city, but were resting in a remote countryside.
Fu Xiaoguan still wears a hat and mask. Almost all of the four thousand special forces soldiers know him.
He stood on the edge of the field and looked at the village, frowning slightly.
It was already noon, but there was no smoke on the roofs of the dilapidated houses in the village, not even the sound of dogs barking.
He and Bai Yulian left the caravan and walked to the village, only to find that many houses in the village were abandoned.
They met an old man lying on a broken chair basking in the sun, so Fu Xiaoguan walked over and shocked the old man.
"Uncle, where are the people in this village?"
The uncle looked at Fu Xiaoguan and Fu Xiaoguan. These two people were obviously from other places. They were dressed so well, so they must be from rich families.
"People? During the snowstorm last year, I ran away for more than half of my life. I went into the mountains and became a bandit. I lived a good life, so I left for more than half of it. There were originally more than 860 people in Zhaojiatun, but now there are only We have more than 20 people, and they are all old people..."
"What do you two gentlemen do?"
Fu Xiaoguan smiled and said: "We are merchants and happened to be passing by here."
"Oh, are you a businessman?" The uncle shook his head, with a sarcastic look on his face, "You do a very special business, and you actually dare to come here. If someone tells the mountain, none of you will survive!"
"Isn't the imperial court suppressing bandits?"
The uncle laughed, "Suppress the bandits? Suppress the ass! Even if General Gong is really suppressed, won't General Zhao and General Li still rise up?"
"If I can't survive this life, I can't stop killing these bandits. If I hadn't wanted to leave this place when I got old, I would have wanted to be a bandit too!"
"Uncle, it is illegal to be a bandit!" Bai Yulian said.
The uncle laughed loudly, "Illegal? What law is broken? Is life or the law more important?"