The first volume of the Song Dynasty, the Fresh Clothes and Angry Horses, Chapter 446: The World's Palm: "We must hurry up the military farm in Guanzhong, and we must not slack off. After all, relying on Sichuan to provide military rations is not a long-term solution, and the four routes of Sichuan and Xia are not well-off. So many refugees need to be resettled, so Lord Wang is also having a headache." The day after Changsun Hong and Monk Zicong joined hands to drink tea, it was a sunny day. He sat under a osmanthus tree in the inner courtyard of the Jingzhao Prefecture Office, wearing a Taoist robe, and lying leisurely on a bamboo chair in the shade of the tree, closed his eyes and leisurely.

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However, Liu Tang, who was sitting next to him, did not dare to be careless at all. He honestly held a pen to record what Changsun Hong said with his eyes closed, and remembered it neatly.

"Liu Bingzhong and others are talents. They can put some deputy positions to do things and assist us who come from Dali, but we cannot be completely relieved and have to keep an eye on it."

"The newly-affiliated scholars in the north can be properly placed and should not be neglected. The north is still martial, and the soldiers are all caught by a large number of soldiers. There are very few people who know the words and words. These people can be preserved under the Mongols' butcher knife, which is worth cherishing."

"In the future, when these people mature and can support the sky, it is the basis for our country to govern. We can rely on illiteracy in wars, but it is not possible to govern the country."

Changsun Hong laughed a few times and opened his eyes: "It's a pity that the Jin Kingdom overthrew the country, and a large number of talents died and fled. There were too few talents left in the north, otherwise our actions could be faster."

Liu Tang did not make a sound, but was busy recording with a nervous expression. He is now a left-behind Jingzhao Prefecture and is in charge of civil affairs. This is not only the reward given to Changsun Hong for Liu Tang's contribution to Guanzhong when he first won the Guanzhong period, but also a method for people to make the best use of it. After all, civil affairs rely on local tyrants to do it, and the effect is better.

"Has the salt pond of Huamachi recovered now?"

Changsun Hong took a sip of tea and asked.

Liu Tang did not hesitate at all and immediately replied: "It is recovering and will be able to produce around the middle of next month."

"Why does it take so long?" Changsun Hong frowned.

"When the tax office was running, a torch burned the salt pond, and a lot of stones were smashed in the mine. It was very difficult to clear them all. Now I am urging Yan Ding to hurry up, but no matter how anxious this matter is, it will not get up..." Liu Tang explained with a bitter face. He was probably worried that Changsun Hong would be unhappy, and his hands holding the pen were trembling slightly.

"Try to get faster, we are short of money now." Fortunately, Changsun Hong didn't mean to blame him, but just squinted his eyes through the tree above his head

The gap between the leaves is looking at the sky.

"Yes, yes." Liu Tang agreed repeatedly, empathizing.

Today, Jingzhao Mansion is a hole for money. There are all kinds of money here. When Liu Heima ruled here, he used the Mongolian method to fish out of the waters and squeezed the people to the extreme. The people could not survive, and there were refugees everywhere. Now Changsun Hong took over is a mess. If he wanted to rebuild, it would be difficult without financial support.

The grain in Guanzhong now depends on the grain transport teams from Sichuan and Dali across the country. Changsun Hong mobilized a large amount of resources to stabilize Guanzhong, which was sieve. The operations of governments in various places and even the payment of salary must be leveraged by Rui Fuxiang's financial resources. In the long run, Changsun Hong is overwhelmed, so he is eager to achieve self-sufficiency in Guanzhong as soon as possible.

"Where is the iron ore in Xishan and the military weapon field outside the city? How is it working?" Changsun Hong sat up and sat upright against the stone table because a guard began to carry piles of documents over.

"The first batch of ore of iron ore has come out. The mining supervisor was the mine minister of the Jin Dynasty. He was old and honest, and he was also my old friend. After being promoted by the adults, he was grateful and did things quickly, so the iron ore was running without problems." Liu Tang stopped writing and began to search for answers in his mind, saying: "According to the adults' instructions, the military weapon factory used half of the craftsmen from Sichuan, and the rest were selected for the best on the spot, so the scale has expanded greatly in the short term. Now there are 3,000 craftsmen and fifteen workshops in the entire military weapon field. They all sent troops to surround them like iron barrels. Others could not enter, and the craftsmen were all in food and accommodation, and the money was also given to them."

"Every day, military weapons are produced in the military field. Except for those used by our army, the others are booked and sent to Ruifuxiang Trading Company. After selling them, they earn money."

Changsun Hong paused his head slightly, and while quickly flipping through the documents on the stone table, he asked again: "How many horses can be bought in a month for the horses exchanged from Tubo?"

"About nine hundred horses." Liu Tang blurted out. These numbers should have been engraved in his mind and could be retrieved at any time: "About two-thirds of the horses are strong, and the rest are inferior horses, and can only be used as pack horses."

"This number is not too much. After all, they are fighting themselves, so the horses are very expensive." Changsun Hong looked at a document for a few seconds, then opened it and looked at the next one, but he still talked to Liu Tang: "After the salt in the Huamachi Lake comes out, we can exchange a lot with Mongolia, and then Mongolian horses can match the insufficient part."

"Yes, sir, right." Liu Tang praised.

"You have done a good job during this period, thank you for your hard work." Changsun Hong praised simply, without even leaving his eyes in front of him.

The paper on the front: "But time is too late, time is tight and tired, it is worth it to lay the foundation for a good life in the future."

"How dare I talk about hard work for the Ghost King? It's all my duty." Liu Tang's heart was like a warm current, his face turned red, and he quickly stood up and bowed.

Changsun Hong looked at him and laughed: "You have such an awareness, which proves that it was not a mistake to let you be the one who stayed behind in the past. If you do your best, your achievements will definitely be on the list of heroes in the future."

"Thank you for your support from the Ghost King. Liu Tang will not let down the Ghost King's entrusted!" Liu Tang became more and more excited, and tears were about to flow out.

Changsun Hong waved his hand and signaled him to calm down: "I will set off for Datong tomorrow. Come back here just to deal with some urgent matters. Since you can stabilize your position, I will feel at ease."

"But even though the overall situation is determined, there are still some small gangs of rioters in the country. Yang Xiaolei is in charge of Jingzhao Mansion. You must cooperate with him to ensure the safety of the food route from Guanzhong to Hebei. You cannot make any mistakes, remember."

Liu Tang nodded hurriedly and bowed deeply: "I understand the humble position, and I must do my best!"

The two talked a few more times. When Liu Tang saw that Changsun Hong was busy reading the documents and finished his work, he dismissed him.

It took Changsun Hong more than an hour to read a thick stack of documents. He had to read so much every day, and the information gathered from all over the country was on it. In this era of news blocked, it was already amazing that Changsun Hong could do this.

Only by knowing the world’s affairs can you win the world. It is necessary to expect the enemy to be the first. A huge and meticulous intelligence network is indispensable.

The thick-handed and thick-legged guard came up again and took away the documents that Changsun Hong had finished reading. These things will be kept in the archives for future needs.

After so many years, Changsun Hong has never had the habit of serving women. After having a simple meal for too long, he has long regarded himself as an ancient man. The extravagant life in later generations has become like a passing cloud and smoke, and it has only stayed in his memory.

The content of this chapter is updated by hand

"The Song Dynasty... the Song Dynasty before Yashan." Changsun Hong left a few pieces of paper, held it in his palm, stood up and looked slowly.

He muttered, looked at the words on the paper, looked up and thought, and couldn't help but shake his head, his expression on his face seemed to be a smile.

"Should you stay or not?"

The paper is the paper of the Imperial City Department. The words on the paper are written by Hu Buxian. The content is about a recent conversation between Jia Sidao and Lizong.
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