Ye Yutong took her maid and Fengling to inspect the factory in Qingshan Town.
They have been here for several days, and several factories here are already on track.
As the director of several factories, Yan San has managed very well.
The factory distributes goods to the shop once a month. Although the supply is still insufficient, the shop must purchase in limited quantities.
But now the production intensity is slowly expanding, and we strive to have normal supply next year.
In the second half of next year, she plans to add another 100 shops in various places.
"Madam, the eldest son has brought someone down." As soon as Ye Yutong lay on the bed, the maid's voice sounded outside.
She immediately put on her clothes, opened the door, and asked, "Where is he?"
"Madam, the eldest son is outside."
Ye Yutong walked out quickly. Ye Mingzhe and Ye Song were sitting in the living room drinking tea.
Seeing her coming out, the two of them stood up, "Sister, are you disturbing your rest?"
"It's okay, brother, I haven't slept yet. How many people did you and Xiaosong bring down this time?"
Chaoyang and Zhang Daqian had brought the cavalry down a few days ago. I came here to say hello and then set off directly to Qingzhou City.
Because there were too many people and they were afraid of being discovered, they all took the mountain roads.
Ye Mingzhe said: "Xiaosong and I brought 4,000 people this time, and there are 4,000 more people behind. Brother Lin Jiang and Mantang will bring them down in a few days.
The people I'm leading are all waiting on the mountain. Let me tell you and we're about to set off. "
After saying that, he and Ye Song walked out. He didn't know his sister was here.
I originally wanted to say hello to the factory and leave, but I didn't expect my sister to be here, so I stayed a little longer.
Ye Yutong sent them outside the door, "Brother, Xiaosong, please pay attention to safety on the road. Safety should be waiting for you in Qingzhou City."
Ye Mingxuan nodded and said: "Okay, I understand, go back and rest quickly."
After watching them go to the path on the mountain, Ye Yutong took the maid back to his residence.
After all three teams came down, there was only one month left before the autumn harvest.
At this time, Dingbeihou had just received a letter from King Liang. When he saw the content of the letter, he slammed the table angrily and said angrily:
"It's such a good plan, and it's all on my daughter. Even a cunning bastard like him dares to think about my daughter. It's just a dream."
He walked around the study room twice angrily and said to his eldest son: "Your Highness should be about to take action, so there is no need for us to continue dealing with King Liang.
You tell the person who came to deliver the letter to ask King Liang not to have any wishful thinking. I, Shen Chengzhang, can never collude with a rebellious prince. "
"Yes, father."
Shen Dalang was also very disdainful of Liang Wang's self-righteous attitude.
He invited all the visitors out unceremoniously, and even the gifts they brought were left intact outside the door.
"Let me tell you, Your Majesty, we, the soldiers of Dingbeihou Mansion and Beidi, will always be loyal only to the royal orthodoxy, and will never support a rebel prince who cannot be beaten with eight poles."
After saying that, he motioned to his servants to close the door, which was really not giving them any face.
The people from Prince Liang's Mansion looked angrily at the closed door of Dingbei Hou Mansion.
I wanted to go over and curse twice, but then I thought about it, this is the Northland, the territory of Dingbei Marquis, not their Northwest Liang Prince's Mansion.
The group loaded the two carts of gifts they had brought onto the carriage and left angrily.
Shen Dalang returned to the study, and Marquis Dingbei gave him the letter he had just written, "Have someone send it to His Highness."
Shen Dalang hesitated for a moment and said, "Father, how sure do you think His Highness is?"
Marquis Dingbei knew his son's concerns, and the Shen family had never participated in the fight for the legitimate heir.
Since you have chosen to participate this time, I hope His Highness can succeed.
If they fail, their family will be in dire straits, and even the soldiers in the North may be implicated.
Dingbei Hou said with great certainty: "Hao'er, if we remain neutral and don't take action, I can't say that His Highness can win 100%, but we are at least 70% sure. If we help him, that position will belong to him. "
After listening to his father's words, Shen Dalang felt more at ease and went out with the letter to make arrangements.
At this time, Ye Yutong and Li Yunze were also reading Song Jingyan's letter.
Ye Yutong asked suspiciously: "Ping An, why did Prince Liang tell Sister Jingyan such a thing? Is it true that he and his father are not of the same mind?"
Li Yunze explained to her, "Li Yunhang and his mother grew up in the capital, and they probably don't have much affection for Prince Liang.
If he is not interested in that position, it is possible that he will do what Sister Jingyan said.
Not only will they not help King Liang, but they will also stop him. But we don’t need to pay too much attention to this matter, just let it take its course. "
Ye Yutong nodded and said funnyly: "Dingbei Hou should know by now that Prince Liang wants to marry him? I wonder how he will refuse?"
"No matter how he refuses, he has offended King Liang this time. If nothing goes wrong, his letter should be arriving soon."
Ye Yutong threw Song Jingyan's letter into the brazier, "During the summer harvest, Li Yunhao collected 50% of the tax, and the people complained.
The autumn harvest is coming soon. Send some clever people to help the people. As soon as the collection standards are set, we will take action immediately. "
"Mr. Bai and Mr. Sun have already thought of countermeasures. Yesterday, the second brother and Uncle Lin Zhong already selected the people. Today, the second brother has already taken the people out."
Ye Yutong smiled and said: "My second brother is the best at this kind of thing, so it's right to leave it to him."
She stood up and stretched, "Let's go out in the afternoon. We can barely hold the chickens and ducklings in the space. Let's take some out and put them in the farm on the mountain, and then feed dozens of pigs. Just kill them to eat during the Chinese New Year."
Li Yunze cleared away the letters on the table and said, "Okay, let's go have dinner first."
Ye Yutong didn't want to go. They were busy harvesting wheat in space these past few nights and didn't bother to cook.
Eating two meals a day in the canteen, I was really tired of the food and a little greedy.
She suggested: "There is still a while before dinner, how about we go out early? I will cook myself later and make some good dishes to improve the food."
"Okay, then you wait here for a while, and I'll ask someone to hitch the carriage."
Li Yunze went out with a smile. In fact, he was also a little greedy, but he was too embarrassed to say it.
He planned to take out all the chickens and ducks inside in the afternoon.
And the litters of newly born piglets were brought to the breeding farm on the mountain, so that everyone can eat better in the future.
When the couple improves the food in the space.
Ye Mingzhe wore tattered clothes and went to the largest village near Dongyang County.
This time he brought out more than thirty people, all of whom were young and clever children.
Each of them went to a village, and the younger children went together in pairs.
Ye Mingzhe looked at the old man and old lady talking on the street, and walked in front of the group of people holding a broken bowl.
He said weakly: "Masters and ladies, can you give me someone who stutters?"
We have just experienced three years of famine, and few of the survivors are soft-hearted.
Looking at the beggars who came to beg for food, they all waved their hands expressionlessly.
"Uncle, aunt, please come on. I'm from Jiangcheng. There is really no way to survive at home."
An older man heard that he came from Jiangcheng in the south and asked suspiciously:
"You are dishonest. You said you came from Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng's autumn harvest is one month earlier than ours. We should have food now. How could we not have a way to survive?"
Ye Mingzhe wiped his red eyes with his sleeve, "Uncle, I don't know, we have already collected food over there.
But this year's taxes are heavy. The emperor has decreed that every acre of land must pay a tax of 120 kilograms of grain. If you dare to disobey, you will be taken out and beheaded.
The grain we collect there is not enough to pay taxes, and some of them have begun to sell their sons and daughters.
Our family’s harvest this year is poor, and it’s not enough to deliver all the grain. There was no way, my parents had to sell two younger sisters, but they still didn't get enough.
The family really had nothing to take out. In order to avoid being beheaded, only the whole family escaped. Almost half of the people in our village alone escaped. "
An old man said angrily: "What, you have to pay a tax of 120 kilograms per acre of land? This is forcing people to die."
Ye Mingzhe cried and nodded, "No one from above cared about the three-year drought, but we survived it.
I never expected that after surviving the most difficult days, this tax would force many people to lose their families. "
