Never doubt the hard work of the people. Even if they only need food to survive, they will work more than just work. Since the beginning of winter, people have been organizing the people. There is not enough time to build houses, so they can only build some simple shacks to avoid the cold wind.

After more than half a year, the new city has become quite large, but it cannot accommodate so many victims.

Wang Ning'an had to order that only the elderly, weak, women and children could be given priority to entering the new city, and others should be temporarily patient in the shack. Judging from the current situation, a new city with a capacity of 200,000 people is no longer enough. There are two options: one is to continue to expand the new city, and the other is to build several other cities.

Wang Ning'an prefers the latter. After all, it is less than 200 miles away, which is the Liao Kingdom. Building a few more cities is equivalent to putting eggs in different baskets, which can reduce risks. Moreover, the sanitation conditions in this era were too poor. If the whole country's efforts were put into place, it would only create a Bianjing.

If the city is controlled between 100,000 and 200,000, the sanitation pressure will be much smaller.

When spring begins, start to take action.

If we can really create an urban area with hundreds of thousands of citizens, the ability to mobilize is absolutely ten times, and a hundred times that of the countryside. Relying on these cities, raising tens of thousands of utility workers is just like playing. At that time, the dream of reviving the Wang family will be almost the same.

I don’t want to provoke others, but no one else can touch my land! No matter it is the cavalry of the Great Liao Dynasty or the emperor of Zhao Song, it is not possible!

The expansion of strength always brings unrealistic fantasies. Just like Wang Ning'an, his emotions fluctuate greatly every day, and he had to lock himself in the study and try to avoid being seen with the monsters.

In fact, compared with those long-term plans, the most realistic thing is to help the victims spend the winter. It is not enough to have food. Countless people are frozen. Many people have frostbite on their legs and hands, and some even freeze their toes.

This is also impossible. Most of the victims have nothing to do with it. It is good to wear straw sandals. They can take out a pair of cloth shoes to show off. Most of them are barefoot. It’s so pitiful.

This year, all the pork in Tuta Village has no pig skin, and even the braised pork has less rosy and vigorous pig skin, which has greatly reduced the taste. In exchange for nearly 50,000 pairs of pig skin boots, gloves, ear bags and other warm supplies.

In addition, Wang Liangjing scattered his men and eliminated all the cats, dogs and rabbits he could see, and made them into hats, mattresses, vests, and coats...

Even so, it was a drop in the bucket. Wang Ning'an could only focus on smuggling. It seemed that just getting food was not enough, and cattle and sheep could not be spared. Meat could be eaten, and skin could be kept warm...

"Go and call Li Wuji."

"Sir, why have you forgotten? Li Wuji took the caravan away. It will probably not be possible to come back the day after tomorrow." Wu Shicheng reminded.

Wang Ning'an pressed his forehead and suddenly realized.

"By the way, you said there will be white disasters on the grassland every year, right?"

The so-called white disaster means that the wind and snow are too strong, which can crush the tents and freeze the livestock to death. It is extremely powerful. For tribes on the grassland, they are going to pass the gates of hell every winter.

Wu Shicheng smiled and said, "I heard from Li Wuji that the snow on the grassland this year is bigger than before, and countless animals are frozen to death. If the snow is a little heavier, it would be better if all the Liao dogs are frozen to death, so there is no need to fight."

He grinned and silly. Wang Ning'an couldn't laugh at all. The injured beast was the most terrifying. If the disaster in the Liao Kingdom was even worse, he would probably find remedies from the Song Dynasty and have to deal with the Liao soldiers who were fighting the grass valley.

"Do you think the frozen livestock are cheap?" Wang Ning'an suddenly asked.

Wu Shicheng nodded quickly, "That's natural. After all, they will throw it away even if they are thrown away. If they can give some money, they will definitely be happy."

"The opportunity is here!"

Wang Ning'an suddenly slapped his thighs, stood up excitedly, and walked around the ground, getting happier the more he thought about it. Why didn't he think before that in the cold weather, the frozen beef and mutton will not deteriorate, can fill his stomach, and the price is cheap...

"When Li Wuji comes back, tell him that he needs to find a way to get all the frozen cattle and sheep, the more the better. This thing is better than food!"

People are crazy about hunger and can do anything. Eating some grass roots and tree bark is a trivial matter. Some people eat Guanyin soil, which makes their stomachs grow bigger and die of desolation. Some people even eat them and eat them, which is terrible... What's the point of eating some frozen meat? What's more, fur can make clothes to resist the cold.

Wang Ning'an finally let go of his heart. If nothing unexpected happens, the people of Hebei can really survive.

He hummed a small song proudly, and suddenly someone rushed over. When the door opened, he fell to the ground, feeling embarrassed, and said gasping: "No, no, someone has arrested Li Wuji and the others."

"What?" Wang Ning'an suddenly stood up, "What the hell is going on? Are they from the Liao Kingdom?"

"No, no, it's our own people."

"Soldiers of the Song Dynasty!"

Wang Ning'an was shocked. Who was pulling the hind legs and letting me catch it, and I will definitely beat you!

It’s not Wang Ning'an’s fault for being furious. The lives and deaths of so many people are all related to smuggling. Once smuggling is broken, everything will be over.

He couldn't wait to figure out what was going on. He dared to push open the door, but found that Fan Zhongyan and Ouyang Xiu had walked in, and the two old masters' faces were ugly than the other.

Ouyang Xiu said: "Erlang, don't check it anymore, it's Fan Zhen."

Wang Ning'an didn't know this person, but from Ouyang Xiu's face, he could tell that this person was not an easy-to-deal character.

"Fan Zhen is a gentleman, but he is stubborn and stubborn. He can't splash water in and can't penetrate the needle. Even His Majesty can't do anything to him. Let's say that, it's just a stone in a pit, stinky and hard, difficult, and very difficult!" Ouyang Xiu's words made Fan Zhen analyze it clearly. Wang Ning'an was stunned. It turned out that he was a stubborn person. If you spread such things, it would be the most troublesome to not steam or cook them.

"How could he know about smuggling?" Wang Ning'an asked angrily.

Fan Zhongyan's face turned red, "This is my negligence. I was worried that he would cause trouble, so I didn't reveal a word, but I didn't expect that he would know!"

Ouyang Xiu pondered: "In my opinion, someone was playing tricks inside. They couldn't see Brother Xiwen making meritorious contributions, so it was really hateful to encourage Fan Zhen to jump out and make trouble!"

Wang Ning'an thought about it and figured out that if millions of victims in Hebei were so big, if Fan Zhongyan cleaned up the floor beautifully, his reputation would definitely rise again. Without the checks and balances between Xia Shu and Chen Zhizhong, Lao Fan would return to the capital, which is very likely.

From these perspectives, several husbands in the capital, including the original Qingli gentleman, have the possibility of taking action. With such huge profits as smuggling, the large families in Hebei might also intervene.

In short, this matter is not simple.

It can be guessed from the anxious expressions of the two old masters, which is very bad.

"Erlang, I have asked Mei Yaochen to see Fan Zhen. More than ten years ago, Fan Zhen asked Brother Mei for poetry. They also have a friendship between teachers and students. I hope he can stop the cliff and not make it out of control." Ouyang Xiu said, but he had no idea at all. How could anyone hold on to the stubborn donkey Fan Zhen?

Fan Zhongyan smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that for so many years, there were still people who were worried about me, but no matter what, they shouldn't attack the people of Hebei! If I killed me, Fan Zhongyan, I can rest assured. I will die now!"

The old master is desolate and sad, which makes people feel heartbroken.

Wang Ning'an's eyes turned and suddenly laughed, "Mr. Fan, Zuiweng, they came for me. Whoever dares to disturb my affairs will make me pay ten times a hundred times the price! Don't worry, let Fan Zhen make trouble, I have a way to block his mouth!" Wang Ning'an's eyes were calm, and there was a burning rage, just like a flame that would erupt at any time, which scared both husbands, and they didn't know what he was going to do.

...

"Brother Jing Ren, I haven't seen you for a long time." Mei Yaochen smiled and said hello first. Fan Zhen rubbed his swollen eyes and was overjoyed when he saw that it was Mei Yaochen.

"I don't know that Mr. Wanling has arrived, and he will be in a desperate situation and will atone for his sins."

Seeing Fan Zhen so polite, Mei Yaochen breathed a sigh of relief, maybe this would be successful.

After sitting down, Fan Zhen asked his subordinates to bring hot water and said embarrassedly: "The military camp is simple and we are slow to treat distinguished guests."

Mei Yaochen smiled, "It's okay, Brother Jing Ren is dedicated to the country. I am very impressed. I don't know where Brother Jing Ren is going?"

When talking about this, Fan Zhen was furious. It turned out that he blocked the smuggling dealers. Who knew that the group of people set fire to the fire. Candles, whale oil, and even alcohol were all flammable things. When the fire burned, it burned a hole in the ice layer, and they pushed the carriage down the river.

No matter how anxious Fan Zhen is, it is useless. You can’t jump into the cold river and fish it out!

He only got a few boxes for candles. In anger, Fan Zhen arrested Li Wuji and others.

"These murderers are naughty and question in every way, but they just don't confess. But they also underestimated me. I have asked someone to investigate. Those wooden boxes were made by craftsmen in the Dawangzhuang area. The jars come from Sanhe Village. I also received a secret report. In Tuta Village, there was a winery making wine. It was abominable and extremely abominable!" Fan Zhen was so murderous and shouted angrily: "The court imposed a strict ban. They dared to commit crimes against the wind. What's more, they smuggled the wine to Liao Kingdom, and they could be killed and not kept! I will bring people here and will never give up until they eliminate these people!"

Fan Zhen’s murderous look made Mei Yaochen feel scared, just afraid of this!

"Oh, Brother Jing, please be calm first. Ask me to say, selling some wine may not be a bad thing."

"Why? Why does Mr. Wanling look like this?" Fan Zhen's brows immediately stood up, and his hair stood up all over his body, similar to a cockfighting that was entering a state of fighting.

"It's like this. Hebei is short of food. If you exchange wine for some food and then help the people, it's not a bad thing. Following the scriptures and following the rules and adapting to the situation is also a good thing. Brother Jing Ren, what do you think?"

Fan Zhen didn't say anything for a long time, but just sneered slightly, and Mei Yaochen's heart was raised.

Suddenly, Fan Zhen slapped the table and stood up suddenly.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that Mr. Wanling actually became a lobbyist for those thieves. It seems that some rumors may not be fake!"

Mei Yaochen is much older than Fan Zhen and has the kindness of teaching. His attitude is already very low, but he did not expect that Fan Zhen would be so rude.

"Mr. Fan, is it wrong to help the victims? You are also a great man in Shu. How can you believe some unreasonable rumors and make mistakes? This is not what you should do."

"Hmph, what a good excuse to help the victims, but I can't even fool my official's eyes." Fan Zhen sneered: "The court will allocate money and grain to the enemy country for disaster relief. Why is it the turn to pray for food from the enemy country? Relying on the grain of Liao, who will these refugees listen to in the future? The people often say, "Whoever eats is to go to whom, have they all become the people of Liao?"

Fan Zhenyi was so serious that he felt that he had a lot of sense, but Mei Yaochen sounded like that, it was simply unreasonable!

"Mr. Fan, you said it nicely, but I ask you, how much money did the imperial court allocate you? How much grain did you borrow? How many victims are there in Hebei? Is there enough food?"

The problem of being a cannon in a row has turned Fan Town into a pass, but if you bow your head like this, it is not the style of Fan Town!

"If you don't eat enough, you can't eat the food of the Liao Kingdom! Eating the food of the Liao Kingdom means colluding with the enemy country, and losing your integrity! Kong said Chengren, Meng said, "Go for righteousness, have you read the books of sages in vain?"

Mei Yaochen was simply crazy, "I didn't tell you about the saints, I'm talking about the victims, how can they survive?"

Fan Zhen was silent for a while, suddenly raised his head and said indifferently: "It's a small matter to starve to death, but it's a big matter to lose his morals. People will understand..."
Chapter completed!