There are many baskets, straw bags, and poles piled in the courtyard of Longmu Temple, and there are grains in the gaps between the stone slabs. It looked just like any other courtyard where grain was piled, except that there were large pools of blood on the ground and steps, which was shocking.
Food, cloth and all kinds of goods were piled in various houses in the temple, including all kinds of goods - probably even the goods from various shops in the town in the past and the items he looted and forcibly captured. Bundles and bundles were piled up in a messy manner.
"Now we are rich," Luo Yiming said happily. "The county is very poor. Now that we have these trophies, it will be much easier to carry out work in the future."
At present, they are in such difficulty that even the food and wages of the National Army squadron have to be jointly supplied by logistics. They want to expand their troops locally and they can't come up with money and food. With Sun Dabiao's things, many things that you want to do but can't do can be solved.
Fenda was not as excited as him: Sun Dabiao's things seemed to be a lot, but in fact they were not much when compared to the expenses of the entire county. She still remembered what her teacher said in the course: although temporary income such as seizures and fines can be instantly Getting rich suddenly solves many problems, but it doesn't last long. Local finances have to rely on long-term revenue from taxes.
Although Sun Dabiao was eliminated, a harm was eliminated, the Yao District was consolidated, and the powerful households in the county were intimidated. However, the security in the county has not improved yet. Feng Haijiao and Yang Tianyi's troops are still active in the county. After this battle, the enemy Their vigilance will undoubtedly increase, and it is hard to say how long the Mountain Company can stay here.
Fenda clearly knew that this victory was entirely due to the good fighting of the Shandi Company. Without this sharp knife, even if she had three National Army squadrons, she would not dare to implement this plan.
Once the mountain company is transferred, the military pressure on the county will suddenly increase.
"The things should be inventoried and cataloged first," said Panda, "and then slowly moved to the county town. General commercial goods, except for cloth, should not be moved - we also need to restore local business."
The last thing we saw was the "box office". There were more than 70 "tickets" in a side hall separated by men and women, ranging in age from the elderly to young children. Their clothes were in tatters and their hair was unkempt. Many of them were tortured and could only lie on the dirty ground and moan. Seeing the "official" coming, everyone who could move knelt down.
"Old... Master..." Although the leader's old man's clothes were in tatters and his expression was sluggish, judging from the material of his clothes, he was a rich man, "Little..."
"Okay, everyone, get up." Panda said, "I am the county magistrate of this county..."
At this time, the entire box office's eyes widened, and even those who couldn't stand up raised their heads and looked at the young woman in front of them.
"You are all suffering!" said Pinda. "We will send you all to the county town in a while. When we arrive at the county town, we will treat your injuries first, and then send you home one by one. Please rest here for a while, and don't be careless. Move around - the remaining bandits are still being cleaned up outside."
These few sentences were said clearly and understandably, and there was no inconspicuous "official tone". Every "ticket" was full of surprise and joy. I was shocked that the Australians would send a young girl to be the county magistrate. I was happy that I was finally out of the sea of suffering - some people had been imprisoned here for more than half a year. Most of them are local wealthy households, and the worst are homesteaders. When they get here, the men work like slaves; the fairer women are forced to show their sexual desires by the gangsters, and the ugly and old ones are driven to do hard work. In order to urge their family members to send money as soon as possible, they were tortured by bandits at various places. Some people were tortured to death because their families could not pay the ransom, and some committed suicide because they could not endure the torture. Although the others are still alive, they are still living in a state of confusion, living one day at a time.
"Thank you so much, Master..." The leading old man was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed, "Master's grace, I will never forget it..."
This immediately attracted a lot of grateful voices. The sounds of kowtows kept coming and going.
"Okay, okay, you guys need to rest first. If you need anything, tell the soldiers here." Pinda said, "We will try our best to satisfy you as much as we can."
The battlefield was cleaned up until noon and was declared completely over. In the entire battle of Dalangwei, more than 200 bandits were killed and 338 bandits and their family members were captured. The bandits were rescued and one hundred and twenty-seven people were captured. A total of only five people were killed on the county government's side, and seventeen others were wounded. It was a great victory.
Seized were 1,100 shi of grain, 400 shi of salt, 2,000 pieces of silk and various kinds of cloth, 350 pieces of various skins, 5,000 kilograms of medicinal materials, and 20,000 kilograms of miscellaneous groceries. One thousand three hundred taels of silver, eighty taels of gold, and three thousand taels of copper coins were recovered.
"This money is obviously not all the belongings of Sun Dabiao and others."
"That's natural," said Pinda, "We'll just slowly question him."
While they were talking, someone came to report: "County Magistrate, the battlefield in Dalangwei has been cleared."
"How are the bodies disposed of?"
"The prisoners are being asked to dig trenches."
"Don't dig trenches." Pinda took a deep breath, "Give me my order: bury the corpses of these bandits on both sides of the road at the entrance of Dalangwei. The graves don't need to be too deep, and the graves must be piled high - About three meters."
Zhen Huan said in confusion: "Well, why are you building a tomb..."
Luo Yiming didn't understand either. However, now that the county magistrate's order has been issued, it must be carried out - he was a little worried at first, fearing that the little girl would not be able to shoulder the burden, but now he is completely convinced by her.
This battle was fought swiftly and swiftly. Not only were Sun Dabiao's gangsters wiped out, but Sun Dabiao's entire family was also captured alive, and Zhang Tianbo was killed. Two of the three hegemons in Yangshan were declared dead. A large number of bandit leaders and veteran bandits were either killed or captured alive. When the news spread back to the county town, the gloomy haze that had once caused low morale among the garrison and cadres was suddenly swept away. You Ciren could not suppress the joy in his heart and immediately ordered the rear cannon at the top of the city to fire three times. Peng Shou'an was even more surprised and pulled My own beard: This little Liman girl is really capable! When he heard that Pinda buried the bandits he killed on both sides of the road and piled up big mounds of soil to dispose of them, he was secretly surprised: This is a Duijingguan! Unexpectedly, this Liman woman actually knows this!
"The county magistrate has further instructions." The correspondent who came back from delivering the letter was panting. "First, Pan Tianshun is asked to return to Yonghua immediately to recruit a hundred young men; second, from the remaining yamen in the county, four strong yamen are selected who are good at torture. Invite the executioners from the county and rush to Dawangwei immediately with their executioners. 3. The county will send 300 civilians, carrying poles, baskets and chicken carts, to arrive at Dawangwei early tomorrow morning to load the spoils. 4. Xiaolu The whole county: Dalangwei has been restored. People who lived in the original Wei or who are willing to move to Dalangwei can come to Dalangwei to settle down. The county government will provide them with protection, provide them with settlement fees and free homesteads, and help them build houses. Merchants are willing to Those who come will be given free land for shops and houses. All taxes will be waived."
"It's easy to say, but the county is lacking in strength. We will send another three hundred Minzhuang on the road..." You Ciren hesitated because Minzhuang still had to send someone to escort him. The county has only a few dozen soldiers at full strength.
"The county magistrate has sent a platoon of soldiers from the mountain company back. They will arrive at the county seat before noon."
Hearing that Li Miaolian was coming back, You Ciren's worries were all gone: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away!"
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Because I decided to stay here for a few days to work. The National Army Squadron and the Mountain Company worked together to renovate and strengthen the three courtyards. The original Shanhuo Store served as the location of the "organ". The Dragon Mother Temple is still used as a "warehouse", and the other building is converted into a garrison for the National Army.
All the ruins around the three buildings were cleared, on the one hand using building materials, and on the other hand clearing the shooting boundaries between the various compounds.
Pinda took care of the leveling of the burned ground, paved the roads in Dawangwei with bricks, dug drainage ditches, and sent people to clean the wells everywhere, and fished out all the corpses and debris. Come. Clean water was collected again. He also ordered people to use fire to burn the remaining wood, reed mats and other building materials to build sheds on both sides of the road.
"County Magistrate, are you trying to..." Luo Yiming couldn't understand the Magistrate anymore.
"We just opened a shop here to do business." Pinda smiled, "Sun Dabiao said he would rather give his wife to Wang Chuyi than hand over this land. How can we let it go to waste if we occupy it."
Luo Yiming understood now and smiled. Said: "I understand! The county magistrate really has a strategy."
Zhen Huan felt very disappointed when he saw them chatting and laughing, but they were as cold as ice to him. Said: "Now that the county is not at peace, who would come here to do business!"
"It is precisely because of the unrest in the county that we can do a separate business. These salt, cloth, and miscellaneous work are all urgently needed commodities in the Yao District. No matter how much the Yao people in Yonghua hated Sun Dabiao in the past, they had to come here to buy. We also have this business. It can be done." Pinda said, "These hundreds of stones of salt and many groceries are originally products intended to be sold to the Yao District. We don't need to transport them back. If we sell them on the spot, we can stabilize the Yao people in Yonghua. With our heart, we can also obtain supplies from the Yao District - we can transfer the supplies to the rear and reduce the war burden on the Senate. It is very difficult for everyone now."
"It's so thoughtful! I think about the Senate everywhere. I'm really closer than my daughter..." Luo Yiming said jokingly.
"I am the daughter of the Senate." said Pinda.
Luo Yiming is an old naturalized citizen, and he is well aware of the burning emotions that many naturalized people have for the Senate's "reconstruction grace", but they rarely express it so frankly and openly in front of outsiders alone.
The cadre responsible for screening and registering prisoners here reported: All prisoners have been screened and registered. Among them, the common people who were forced to become bandits were also identified by the "tickets" and the identification of the common people, and the remaining ones were indeed bandits. They were also registered according to their status and the size of their crimes.
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