In Lin Mo's opinion, the first thing to do when coming to Jiujiang is to recognize people.
After all, he is General Zuo and Marquis Wen's son-in-law. This is an important supporter of the Lu family. How can you not recognize him?
But the father-in-law's brain circuit is obviously different from Lin Mo. After bringing him to the General's Mansion and getting to know each other, Chen Gong directly started the government affairs mode. A large number of things that previously required him to make decisions were placed before Lin Mo. in front of.
"I originally wanted to see what Yuan Shu's palace was like, and get to know the lieutenant general of the army." Lin Mo looked at Lu Bu aggrievedly.
But Lu Bu no longer showed his previous sincerity at Xiaoguan, and said arrogantly: "Look at it, these are military and political affairs that require my approval and seal before they can be implemented. Although you are extremely smart, you still lack experience. Now I am We have to pull out the seedlings and encourage them to grow.”
I feel like I've been ripped off again.
Looking at the official documents that were piled up on a hill, Lin Mo felt a little frightened, "Actually, my father-in-law can leave these matters to Gongtai and Yuanlong."
"They can give me advice, but they can't decide for me." Lu Bu answered without looking up as he flipped through one of the documents.
"Could it be that even Mr. Gongtai can't do it?"
In Lin Mo's impression, the Confucian scholar who welcomed him to Yanzhou should be extremely trusted.
This question made Lu Bu startled for a moment, then he put down the official document and sighed slightly, "The public platform is good, but sometimes we get too close to the lieutenant generals. If the power of these personnel decisions is also delegated, Give it to him, it's easy for him to get into trouble."
If you don’t believe in straightness, you must beware of being unkind...
Is this my father-in-law? Why does he feel like a very smart Yazi?
Lin Mo asked tentatively: "So my father-in-law didn't want to take me to the military camp to meet the generals just now? We can't get too close to each other."
Lu Bu raised the bamboo slip as if to knock it down, but finally put it down reluctantly. After rolling his eyes at him, he said, "The army regularly holds martial arts exercises. If you feel that your military position is too low, you can go up and challenge it. The generals will be back by then, and I will lead you again." You need to walk around the military camp so you don’t miss anyone.”
"Just joking." Lin Mo curled his lips, picked up the bamboo slips and began to review them.
They are all government affairs related to water conservancy, farming, tax adjustment, population registration and personnel decisions.
These tasks are indeed quite energy-consuming.
As Lu Bu said, the people below can only give suggestions on what to do, but it is impossible for them to make decisions, otherwise problems will easily arise over time.
"Who reported this? There are 39,500 refugees admitted, and the daily rations are 1,823 dan. How is it possible that these refugees can eat so much in a day?"
Lu Bu glanced at it and said casually: "Maybe he is a very hungry man and wants to eat more."
"There are standards for opening food warehouses. Each person can only receive one day's rations. It doesn't matter how much they eat." Lin Mo emphasized.
More than 1,800 stones were converted into more than 200,000 catties of grain. The relief grain standard was one catty per person per day, which was a difference of hundreds of thousands.
You know, this is just one day.
What about a month?
With just this little food and grass from Lu Bu, how many people could be saved to cross the land of three counties to increase the population.
Seeing that Lin Mo didn't seem to be making a fuss, he said, "Yang Hong reported it. Yuan Shu had a long history, and he thought that it would be easier to get the support of scholars by appointing some Huainan heroes."
"Either he enriched his own pockets, or another possibility is that a powerful local family released their serfs to join the ranks of the refugees to defraud relief grains."
Hearing this, Lu Bu's deep eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, and the bamboo slips in his hand shattered into powder under his slight exertion, "These bastards actually went to pick out the relief food from the mouths of the refugees!"
After he finished speaking, he showed a helpless and annoyed expression, "Look at Yunwen, this world is like this. It will be difficult for you to get a foothold without these people. If you use these people, they will continue to suck the bones and blood of the people as always. Sooner or later there will be One day I will raze all these powerful families to the ground.”
"Yes, lowly farmers are not human beings in their eyes, just like animals." Lin Mo was deeply touched by this.
Lu Bu suggested that Yang Hong should be killed and all his property taken away from his family. It is really hateful that you come to fight against the autumn wind when you are so poor.
As for whether he would offend other aristocratic families, Lu Bu didn't think too much about this issue. He usually respected the aristocratic family as an attitude, expressing that he was not a reckless man, but he still understood etiquette, and it was not impossible to give in occasionally.
But if you think of me as a fool, that won't work.
Lin Mo was very supportive. His disdain for powerful people from aristocratic families was no worse than Lu Bu's. What's more, this time it was indeed Yang Hong's dereliction of duty, and there was evidence to punish him.
However, this work still needs to be carried out. Lin Mo's advice to Lu Bu is that the next relief food will be turned into work food. If you want to eat, you can work first.
It was now the time of spring plowing. The original idea was to allow all the influx of refugees to go to the three counties to open up wasteland using curved shaft plows and keel waterwheels. However, I did not expect that the influx of refugees would be too huge.
In this case, let's just digest it on the spot first. Jiujiang also needs to open up wasteland for planting. In this way, even if some sinister families bring their serfs to receive relief grains, it will be fine and they can work as part-time workers.
By the way, we need to select craftsmen from this group of refugees, and the next route we will take is probably inseparable from their support.
And their situation is not even as good as that of the serfs kept in captivity by powerful families. The four words scholar, farmer, industry and commerce seem to be parallel, but in fact the real arrangement should be, scholar! Agriculture, industry and commerce.
In the following days, he followed Lu Bu to review official documents almost every day. In addition, he did not let go of bowing and practicing swordsmanship. He felt that his time was being squeezed miserably.
It lasted for eight days, and finally came the day of martial arts exercises in the military camp.
This military exercise was grander than the previous one every season, because it was the first military exercise after the two armies were combined, and this military exercise would only select those who participated in the attack on Lujiang.
Lu Bu asked Lin Mo's opinion on this matter, and he strongly agreed to capture Lujiang at all costs.
First of all, this is to relieve worries. Another problem is that there is too much need to knock the mountain to shake the tiger. Ji Ling of Xuyi and Wu Jing of Guangling, one is looking forward to Yuan Shu, and the other is secretly loyal to Sun Ce. Taking Lujiang will make them I know why the flowers are so red.
There is also a side benefit. Lujiang is the key county to cooperate with Zuo Rong's operation. Without Lujiang, Zuo Rong's operation will be meaningless.
"Today's martial arts performance is an important day. Let them remember Xu Wenxiang's reputation!"
Even with Lin Mo's recommendation, in the military camp, where military merit is king, he would have to start as a centurion to break through the sky.
If I could show off my skills through this martial arts performance, the situation would be different. At least in the military camp where there are wolf-like martial arts competitions, the people below would not dare to disapprove.
"I will do my best." Xu Sheng held the serial knife and was quite excited.
Perhaps she was used to it, but Lu Lingqi acted very calmly.
But Lin Mo couldn't do that. He wanted to see Zhang Babai, who was so brilliant in Xiaoyaojin, the world's top special forces camp, and Bingzhou Langqi who didn't know how much of their essence was left.
