Chapter 179 Everyone uses their own methods

Style: Historical Author: Yu ShiliuWords: 3074Update Time: 24/01/11 14:02:53
Yang Anxuan looked at the people in the tent and felt happy. He worked carefully and unknowingly had created a considerable foundation.

"I was promoted to the board of directors today and found that the treasury is empty and I won't be able to survive for another year."

Zhao Tian thought that Yang Anxuan wanted to misappropriate military rations, so he reported: "There are only three thousand stones of corn in the camp at the moment, which is only enough to meet the needs of half a month. The food and grass allocated by the court should not be misappropriated until the future."

As the old man who has followed Yang Anxuan for the longest time, Zhao Tian always speaks his mind and does not obey Yang Anxuan's wishes.

Yang Anxuan knew Zhao Tian's loyalty and said nonchalantly: "Brother Zhao has misunderstood. You don't want to misappropriate food and grass, but want to borrow food."

Yang Quanqi had done this when he first came to Xinye. He borrowed more than a thousand stones from the Yin, Cen, and Deng families to help the victims tide over the difficulties.

Zhao Tian thought that Yang Anxuan wanted to repeat his old plan and stopped talking.

Yin Ji hurried in from outside, clasped his fists and said, "The general is leading his army to drill outside the city. I didn't know the general was coming. Please forgive me."

The young man who behaved wildly had spent several years in the military camp and had already become a majestic general.

Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "You came just in time, I need your help on this matter."

After briefly mentioning the lack of money and food in the treasury, Yang Anxuan said with a smile: "Yin Ji, I want to trouble you to go back to Xinye and ask your ancestors to help raise food. The more the better, as for money..."

Yang Anxuan paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "You tell Lingzu that you owe him the money on credit first. If you don't want the money, you tell Lingzu that you owe him a favor."

Yin Ji smiled and said: "The general's promise is worth one thousand gold. One stone of grain is worth one hundred, sixty or seventy yuan. One thousand gold is equivalent to tens of millions of money. I estimate that I can exchange fifty or sixty thousand stone of corn from my ancestor."

Yang Anxuan looked at Yin Ji, who had a slight beard on his lips, and said with some emotion: "You have been away from home for nearly three years. You might as well stay at home for a few more days to accompany your ancestor. It's not too late to come back after the New Year. You can take those years with you Let’s go back together with the Yin family and reunite them with their families.”

Thinking that the government was in urgent need of food, Yin Ji didn't have to come back, but the food was not enough, Yang Anxuan said again: "Let your ancestors ship the food as soon as possible. The county needs it urgently."

Yin Ji responded loudly: "The last general will never disappoint the general."

Yang Anxuan nodded, turned to Zhao Tian and said: "Brother Zhao, please go back to Baling and ask for some food from the clan. You can use the money you spent to buy land for the clan to pay for it. Brother Yu, you should also go and have a look." Chen Yu and others can save a lot of time by letting them transport it by boat."

Xinxi City is more than three hundred miles away from Xinye, a five-day journey by horse. Baling is not close. If it is transported by land, it may not be reached after the first month.

The journey was long, there were many robbers, and the food was an endless temptation for the hungry people. Someone must have taken the risk to transport it safely by ship.

Zhao Tian agreed, and Yang Anxuan also asked him to select more than a hundred clan members with families to go back to reunite with their families for the New Year.

Yang Anxuan estimated that he should be able to transport 100,000 shi of grain back from Xinye and Baling. He would borrow more from the big families in the county, and it should be close to 130,000 to 40,000. He then sent a letter to Jingkou and asked Xu Xuan and others to help buy some. Food, assorted together, can prevent the people of Runan County from going hungry during the New Year.

The situation in Runan County is not good, and it is estimated that other counties will not be much better. How many people in the entire Jin Dynasty are going to suffer from hunger. Thinking of the tragic situation of the victims under Jiyang City, Yang Anxuan sighed. He can only treat those who are under treatment first. People, as for other people, let’s wait until we have enough time to spare.

After the arrangements were made, Yang Anxuan returned to the government office after lunch in the military camp. The first batch of food will be shipped soon, so we need to take precautions and consider how to provide disaster relief.

Xinye can learn from the experience of providing work-for-relief services. Runan County was hit by floods and needed manpower to build houses, roads, bridges, etc. for the people.

Recalling that during the disaster relief work in Xinye, many officials profited from it, and even members of the Yang family were involved. The investigation and punishment of corruption actually turned into catching a few scapegoats, which made Yang Anxuan very angry. Now that the power is in his own hands, Yang Anxuan's mouth showed a cold murderous intention. Whoever dares not to test the law might as well kill a few heads and see the blood.

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On the third day of December, the team that went north to negotiate returned to Jiankang City.

Dong Huai received an order from the court two days ago, ordering him to lead the cavalry to turn south to Zhuque Gate and take the royal road through Xuanyang Gate to report the victory.

Just after Chenchu, dozens of officials led by Kong Lin, the minister of the ancestral hall, waited outside the Zhuque Gate. The people who came after hearing the news blocked the inside and outside of the Zhuque Gate.

Dust was rising in the distance, and the people were talking excitedly.

"Here we go, how many horses should there be in such a big piece of dust."

"My cousin is on duty in the Fifth Military Department. According to him, the Qin people lost a total of 5,000 horses."

"What, isn't it eight thousand? There are also a lot of armors. They are called 'armored cavalry'. Even the horses are wearing armor."

"It's rare but strange. In the 14th year of Taiyuan, Emperor Xiaowu came to Yuanqiu in the southern suburbs to worship heaven. There were armor-clad horses in his travels."

Kong Linzhi saw the cavalry half a mile away and ordered: "Play some music to welcome the angel back."

The carriage stopped fifty steps away. Dong Huai got out of the carriage, straightened his official robes, and led the crowd forward with a glowing face.

When she came to see Kong Linzhi, Kong Linzhi nodded, held up the imperial edict in his hand and shouted: "Long live the edict."

After Dong Huai and others knelt down, Kong Linzhi unfolded the imperial edict and read it loudly, "...fulfilling the mission and declaring the prestige of our country... Guan Fortress is peaceful and quiet, which is indispensable... I made Dong Huai, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Marquis of Guannei... The accompanying officials will be judged to be of the highest rank in the official performance evaluation, and the best officials will be selected... and given wine to wash away the dust."

Dong Huai knelt on the ground and listened to the edict, trembling with excitement. The edict did not contain words of praise, and he was granted the title of Marquis of Guannei. You must know that the title of the imperial court cannot be achieved without great merit, and this alone is enough to reward the merit.

Zhugesong and others looked at Dong Huai in front of them with envy. Dong Huai was the envoy, so he got the biggest benefit. However, everyone who went to Luoyang to negotiate also had credit. Everyone in the official selection in February next year would probably be promoted. .

After reading out the imperial edict, Kong Linzhi asked his attendants to bring the royal wine and served it one by one to the officials who went to Luoyang to negotiate.

Kong Linzhi personally presented it to Dong Huai and said with a smile: "Shiyuan, this trip to Luoyang to negotiate has made a great contribution. The government and the public are inspired by it. The emperor has given you wine to wash away the dust. Please drink it."

Dong Huai first bowed respectfully to the wine glass, took it with both hands and drank the glass, leaving a mellow and mellow taste in his mouth.

The people around him burst into thunderous cheers. Dong Huai bowed to everyone, and entered Zhuque Gate side by side with Kong Linzhi. They crossed the Royal Street to Xuanyang Gate and entered the palace to meet the Holy Spirit.

More than a thousand war horses were lined up in a long queue, equipped with armor, and loaded on open ox carts, causing the people on both sides to click their tongues and exclaim in surprise.

After swaggering through the city, they arrived at Xuanyang Gate amidst the cheers of thousands of people. There were generals from the Chinese army waiting for them according to the order. Dong Huai and others entered the palace, and their horses and armor were led into the military camp.

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"Han Shu" records that the prefect of the county sent the officials of the capital to follow. The Jin Dynasty inherited the Han system, and the postal supervisors were under the county, and the county was under the township supervision. In the Jin Dynasty, the governor and postal supervisors were changed to be called xunxing.

Liu Yan was a native of Weichang, Zhongshan. His ancestor was the King Jing of Zhongshan whom Liu Bei often talked about. His grandfather Liu Kun was the Sikong, general, governor and military commander of Jiyou during the reign of Emperor Min of the Jin Dynasty. His father Liu Qun once served as the secretary of the Later Zhao Dynasty. After his father was killed, Liu Yan defected to the Jin Dynasty.

With the help of his uncle Zuo Guanglu, Dr. Liu Zhen, he served as a Xunxingbu in Runan County. He was a cousin of Liu Zhen's son Liu Yi, who joined the army in Yangzhou, and Liu Mai, who served as a soldier in Jingzhou and was almost killed by Huan Xuan.

Xun Xingpu was only a minor official of the eighth rank. Liu Yan felt that he was full of talent and learning, but he was subordinate to his subordinates, which had dishonored the reputation of his ancestors. He was resentful that his uncle refused to help him. Accompanied by poetry and wine, he drank and sang wildly when nothing happened. He and several celebrities in the county called themselves "Five Heroes of Runan".

Although Xunxing Xunxing is not a high-ranking postal officer, he has great power. Each county must always take care of it to prevent Liu Xunxing from causing trouble. Didn't you realize that Uncle Liu was humiliated by the postal supervisor back then? The prefect Zhou An was a good friend of Liu Zhen and looked after Liu Yan a lot. Liu Yan lived a prosperous life in the county.

Returning to his official residence, Liu Yan held a meeting with his subordinates and informed everyone of the chief secretary's intention.

There were fourteen officials in Xunxingbu. Liu Yan thought for a while and said: "Leave two people on duty. The others, including Yu, are divided into eight groups. One group patrols two counties, and the one farthest from Xiping is listed separately. This Time was tight this time, and Chief Yang asked for a round trip in half a month."

Seeing the smiles of his subordinates, Liu Yan said coldly: "You should be more careful during this patrol. Chief Yang has sent troops to accompany you. Don't be caught in the wrong, otherwise I won't be able to help you."

Staff member Lin Hua smiled and said: "Thank you Liu Xunxing for the tip. I know how to behave."

Seeing that his subordinates all had disapproving looks on their faces, Liu Yan couldn't help but remind him: "I came to the lobby today. Chief Yang has repeatedly told me that if anyone violates the law for personal gain, he will be severely punished. You should take care of yourself."

Taking the map, Liu Yan chose Anyang and Langling. These two counties were closest to Xinxi and had smooth roads. When Yang Anxuan and his mother went to Ruyang County, they passed through Langling and Queshan.

We set out at Chenshi the next day and arrived at Anyang County at the end of the day and moved into a post house.

Anyang County Magistrate Chen Si came over after hearing the news. Although he was a seventh-rank official, he did not dare to show off in front of Liu Yan. He bowed respectfully and said with a smile: "Liu Xunxing, thank you for your hard work. Chen asked someone to prepare two jars of fifty Year-old Dukang wine is waiting for Liu Xunxing to come."

Chen Si had obtained the official documents from the government office in advance and knew that the newly arrived county commander and chief secretary had inquired about the disaster situation in the county, inquired about the people's shortage of food for the winter, and sent out patrols.

Liu Yan was good at wine, and he followed Liu Ling, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, as an example. When the counties learned about his hobby, they would bring him several jars of fine wine every time they went to Xinxi City.

The origin of Dukang wine is Dukang Village in Ruyang. In the past few years, alcohol was banned in the court, and Dukang wine was presented to the palace as a tribute, with only a small amount flowing out. Liu Yan has been working in Runan for five years and has never tasted fifty-year-old wine.

Liu Yan's mouth watered when he heard this, and he said hurriedly: "County Magistrate Chen, bring it up quickly, let's talk while drinking."

The strong aroma assaulted his nostrils, and as they drank wine, Liu Yan happily shouted "good wine" and was drunk within half an hour.

Chen Si stood up proudly and ordered the postmen to serve him carefully.

After leaving the door of the post house, Chen Si wrapped his fur tightly around his body. With these jars of Dukang wine, he could do whatever he wanted.

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