A spring rain has indeed played a role in restoring vitality and soothing people's hearts.

The grass that did not grow due to drought took this opportunity to happily drill out of the soil layer, dyeing the loess land that could not be seen with green.

There are no refugees on the land anymore. Everyone is seizing such an opportunity, either farming their own land, or being hired by landlords, and taking short workers to sow seeds.

Although I don’t know how big a drought will occur in the later period and whether there will be harvests in autumn, it is still very necessary to sow hope in this good start.

Walking in the moisture of spring rain and the fragrance of earth, everyone felt extremely comfortable. Even the war horse under his crotch was light and sniffing, looking around greedily, hoping that the owner could make it feel willing to take two green grass sisters.

When entering the Yansui territory, the situation is better. The abandoned land reclaimed on both sides of the road is full of people, and the old and the young are nervously rushing for the soil moisture. They are busy planting melons and beans. Even as before, they see the more terrifying official troops than bandits, they do not run away now, because in their opinion, sowing seeds is more important than the danger of life.

Zhao Xing and his party were not the original official army. They strictly controlled the war horses and did not go to the ground, which ruined the seeds just planted, especially the tender sweet potato seedlings. It was not only the hope of the people, but also their own hope.

We went through a big circle and inspected the places where civil or military camps were implemented from Taiyuan to Yulin. Everyone was busy but in an orderly manner. We did not see corrupt officials and cruel officials like wolves and tigers, landlords and bullies exploiting the people. Relatively speaking, this place seemed to be a paradise, with natural disasters and wars away, and everything returned to normal.

Jumped off the horse, and in the vigilant gaze of a family, Zhao Xing picked up the clay pot on the field. That was the lunch of this family today.

The jar of porridge is very sticky. Pick up the wooden spoon and stir it gently. Most of it is sweet potatoes, but there are grass roots and rice particles. Although there are not many, it is still pleasant.

He waved kindly and said to the old man in this family: "Old man, can you come over and talk?"

Hearing the high-ranking official with hundreds of cavalry calling him, the old man broke free and wanted to stop his son, and stepped forward nervously and was about to kneel down for Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing quickly pulled him up and asked, "Is this your family's lunch?"

The old man's expression immediately became happy: "Yes, yes."

"It's when you're working hard, why don't you eat a meal?"

The old man opened his mouth with few teeth: "This is done, it's done. Thank you to all the masters. If it were in the busy farming years, we couldn't even eat the sparse food. So, we all made the umbrella of Wanmin, and when the work was finished, we would send it to the county."

Zhao Xing's nose was sour. This was the people. This was the people of the Han people. The corrupt officials and cruel officials in the world were exploited endlessly, but as long as they could drink a sip of thin sip, they would endure it silently. And just to do this now, if you can eat a bite of thick porridge mixed with grass roots when you are busy, you will be grateful to the officials who once oppressed and exploited them.

“Have you paid all the contract fees last year?”

The old man immediately said seriously: "I paid in full, I dare not delay the national tax and imperial grain."

"Have any cruel officials in the government taken the opportunity to blackmail?"

The old man immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No, no. Master Jinyiwei looked at him. There were a few people who were not open to his eyes. Master Jinyiwei took them off on the spot and chopped a few in front of us. The Master Jinyiwei was fine."

Zhao Xing turned around and said to his brother who was already thrusting his chest: "We are just enforcing the law properly and have received such positive reviews. Don't you feel proud?"

All the brothers were raising their proud chests, but they did not shout, because they were afraid of scaring the old man. But their tightly closed lips were enough to illustrate their mood.

"Remember, you all come from the lowest class of ordinary people, how can you force the people? We just want to help the people and deal with those corrupt officials who bully the people. As long as there is one who bullies the people in the world, our Jinyiwei's embroidered spring sword will never be sheathed."

All the brothers nodded violently while biting their lips.

Turning around, facing the old man again: "I have paid the contract fee, is there any remaining one?"

The old man opened his mouth with few teeth again and smiled satisfied: "There is no more left, how could we eat such thick porridge? This is the thick porridge that my family hasn't eaten in almost ten years."

"Sweet potatoes are harmful to the body, why not all of them are exchanged for rice?"

"The rice is expensive and has been redeemed. The land we contracted is not just for the contract fee, our family can't do anything else this year. Leave enough sweet potatoes and take out some remaining grain to do something else. For example, pulling my granddaughter's pants is seven or eight years old, and I'm a big girl, so I can't keep my butt bare, right? Besides, eating sweet potatoes alone is harmful, but if you mix grass roots and bark, it's better to have leaves, which is delicious. Now, rice is mixed with fragrant."

He gave the old man half a bag of food and said goodbye to this family that was satisfied with drinking thick porridge when he was busy. Zhao Xing continued to walk along the way and look all the way, heading towards Yulin with joy and heavy feeling.

Outside Yulin City, Wang Jinzhong, Zhao Hehe Ren, Dragon King Shenglin, and Chen Ce had already welcomed him here. Everyone was very happy to meet. Especially Wang Shenglin, who was even more happy to see his old brothers. In the blink of an eye, he was playing and making fun, and he didn't know where to go to drink.

Now Wang Jinzhong has become the general of Yulin for his merits, and can be said to be a vassal official in the same place, so he no longer lives in the military camp, but has his own yamen in Yulin City.

Because Chen Ce also strongly recommended the recommendation in this battle to serve the king and because of his excellent logistics support, Zhao Xing finally became the governor of Yulin. He was a perfect match with Wang Jinzhong.

Zhao Xing first cared about the situation of the team he built himself: "Have the soldiers who died in this war been given the pension? Can the vacancy be fully supplemented?"

Wang Jinzhong immediately replied: "I asked the Lord to remember that under the supply of the Censor Sun Chuanting, the pensions of the casualties and soldiers have been distributed to their families. The people did not complain for the first time, and they also joined the army enthusiastically. The military militia policy we had originally implemented showed great results this time, allowing us to gain a steady stream of soldiers with initial combat effectiveness. Now we are full of staff and can fight again at any time."

Not bad, very good. One or two policies and measures that conform to the hearts of the people and the morale of the army have once again brought endless vitality in just two years, which is quite gratifying.

If such policies and measures are continuously improved and promoted, five or ten years later, the world will return to peace, will the Ming Dynasty rejuvenation be slim? Then, to be precise, will the Han Dynasty be destroyed by the Tartars?
Chapter completed!