Ever since Ning Wuhuang suggested to Jiang Yan about stationing troops.
Jiang Yan took this matter as his top priority and began to take inventory of the garrison positions in various states and counties within Jinling Mansion, as well as the surrounding wasteland, and the changes in the number of people changing defenses in each state and county.
Some suggestions may only be a few words.
But to implement these proposals and make them feasible, a lot of preparation work needs to be done in the early stage.
In this way, when the opponent refutes it, he will be confident that he can convince the other party.
In the past, Jiang Yan's acting style was to follow the script and never do anything other than the edicts and instructions issued by the court. Naturally, there was no need to bother with in-depth investigation and research.
You can even drink and discuss poetry with your friends in your free time.
But ever since Jiang Yan took over the matter of arranging wounded soldiers, he had forgotten the last time he had a drink.
"Master Magistrate, these are the records sent from Su County. Please check them."
Jinling Guardsman Yu Zhengrong handed over the roster. He was now full of admiration for this Magistrate Jiang, whom he had never made any pretense about before.
Ever since Jiang Yan personally paid for it and was willing to work with General Ning to pay extra medical expenses for the wounded soldiers, he felt that Jiang Yan had changed.
But at that time, it was just thought that Jiang Yan was infected by General Ning and it might be a temporary passion.
But he didn't expect that Jiang Yan would actually take the placement of wounded soldiers and even veterans into his heart afterwards.
A few days ago, he even came to him specially and proposed a resettlement strategy of stationing troops and farmland during the war, and providing farmers for the soldiers in their leisure time. He also submitted a petition to the imperial court for support. He would first use the taxes from the treasury to offset the cost of the abandoned farmland. After the harvest, pay it back slowly.
The specifics... Yu Zhengrong didn't even hear clearly.
But what he knows is that if this strategy can really be implemented, Daxing, which has been without war for a long time, and the soldiers are cutting military expenditures every year, even if they finally get a harvest from farming and pay taxes and only get a few kilograms of grain, at least they can cultivate it. With the wasteland and excess labor left, they could improve their own food.
There is no need to wait month after month for the court to release food, and watch layers of exploitation and deductions, and only eat 70% full at each meal.
"General Yu, Shang County is adjacent to Suxian County in Luohe Road. The garrison in Suxian County is close to Shang County. The five hundred garrison troops should not be counted."
Jiang Yan's words suddenly shattered Yu Zhengrong's dream.
He quickly took the roster and took a look at it. Thinking of the arrangement of the garrison at the intersection of the two realms, he scratched his head irritably, so anxious that his local accent came out.
"Why don't I write a letter to Shangguan and ask him if he can cut it in half and take turns guarding the junction. It's all in Daxing anyway. To guard against Luohe Road is not to guard against our own people."
Jiang Yan smiled noncommittally.
Regarding these station defenses, they have actually not been changed for hundreds of years, and many places really need to be improved.
But this matter did not fall within the scope of his civil servant's authority, and only Yu Zhengrong could fight for it himself.
Jiang Yan did not refuse, which in Yu Zhengrong's opinion meant encouraging him to go ahead and do it.
He was not ambiguous and turned around to find his staff to write a letter to the superior.
Anyway, Jiang Yan's memorial should be in front of His Majesty soon, and he is not afraid that the affairs of stationing troops and fields will be leaked out and take away the credit from Jiang Yan.
As soon as Yu Zhengrong left the tent with his front legs, most of the light coming from outside the tent with his back legs was blocked.
"Don't you know how to write this letter, General Yu?"
Jiang Yan looked up and couldn't see the person's face clearly against the light, but because the other person's image was already deeply rooted in people's hearts, he didn't need to look at his face at all. He stood up and was pleasantly surprised.
"Mr. Ning, I was just about to visit you and ask about the situation of the wounded soldiers in Liujiazhuang, but I didn't expect you to come first."
"The prefect has a lot of things to do every day. If you encounter something like this, send someone to tell me and I will come. Why do you need to go in person?"
Ning Wuyang joked and gestured to an ox cart parked outside the tent.
"I didn't come to you empty-handed. There are many mosquitoes around the garrison. I specially brought a thousand bottles of toilet water."
Their value was only about 500 taels, which was not considered a heavy gift for the wealthy Ning Wuchang.
But toilet water is now sold out in Jinling City.
Even the soldiers in the garrison had heard about the existence of toilet water. He also heard someone talking about wanting to buy a bottle for their family members who were accompanying the army.
But this place is still some distance from the city, and during the period of stationing, it is not a day off. If there is no official business and the guard general approves it, there is no way to leave without permission.
Everyone can only covet the changes in the outside world and fail to keep up with the trend.
At this time, Ning Wuyan directly delivered the unobtainable toilet water to the garrison. Jiang Yan joked: "Mr. Ning, is this for me or for the soldiers?"
"If I give it to the magistrate and let someone who cares hear it, doesn't it become a bribe? So let me sell this favor."
The two smiled at each other.
After laughing, Jiang Yan sent Jiang Yang to distribute the toilet water.
He also invited Ning Wuchang to the seat of honor and asked how the wounded soldiers who had moved to Liujiazhuang were living.
"...In addition to the perfume shop and ice making shop, there is now a small lantern workshop. I am worried that there will be a shortage of manpower when the rice is harvested in a few days."
After listening to Ning Wuyan's description, Jiang Yan was particularly interested in the lantern that could fly into the sky.
Thinking of the Qiqiao Festival, when he was at his desk checking documents at night, he seemed to hear someone screaming outside, but he didn't pay attention. If he had known that it was a lantern flying into the sky, he should have put down the documents and went to watch this spectacle. That's it.
"Mr. Ning is really full of fantastic ideas."
Jiang Yan sincerely praised him.
Relying on these fantastic ideas, the Ning family can feed thousands of people.
Ning Wuyan was not modest, and continued following the words: "Speaking of this wonderful idea, about the placement of wounded soldiers, when Supervisor Tong came back that day, I remembered that when I was a child, I heard my mother say that there are mountains to the west of the Western Regions. Just a medicine..."
Wait for Ning Wuyan to finish explaining the curative effect of tobacco to Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan was overjoyed: "If this herb called tobacco can be grown, it will not only be a good remedy for wounded soldiers, but also can solve the pain of many patients if it is popularized."
That's natural.
Ning Wuyang nodded in agreement and suddenly changed the subject.
"It's just that these tobacco seeds are not easy to find. I think my original intention of looking for them is to relieve the pain of the wounded soldiers. I hope Mr. Jiang can post an official list in Jinling Mansion. If any businessmen know what these tobacco seeds are, You can inform the government of your origin.”
"The power of each Ning family is really limited, and the connections are also limited. After thinking about this matter, I can only trouble Mr. Jiang."
Ning Wuhuang did not hide the origin of tobacco seeds.
same.
It was also said that the next batch of tobacco seeds may arrive in two months.
As for whether tobacco seeds will be transported by sea in two months, this is unknown.
When Jiang Yan heard his suggestion, he muttered: "Since this tobacco seed is a specialty of other countries, it is difficult to find. If we can't find other seeds, we can only cultivate them slowly. One thousand two hundred kilograms can be planted on nearly a hundred acres. If it is used on wounded soldiers, it is enough."
This time, Ning was fine but smiled and said nothing.
These seeds are indeed enough for Daxingguo's wounded soldiers.
But in fact, its radiation range is not limited to wounded soldiers.
Of course.
Ning Wuhuang did not mention the other functions of tobacco to Jiang Yan, because he only wanted Jiang Yan to spread the word about the search for tobacco seeds to treat wounded soldiers, let Zhou An know, and let everyone in the world know.
Emphasizing the importance of tobacco seeds, but not emphasizing its true importance, would allow Zhou An to die without a burial place.
"Mr. Ning, we only post the official list in Jinling Prefecture. There may be omissions. Why don't you go back to the government office to find Mr. Su and ask him to send an official document to search for tobacco seeds throughout Jiangnan Province."
"this is a good idea."
Ning Wuyan was originally going to find Su Rui to make the final arrangements.
At this time, I happened to borrow the donkey from the slope and stood up, ready to leave.
As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Jiang Yan suddenly ask.
"Mr. Ning, do you have the tobacco you just mentioned on you?"
