"How can I save you? Should I save you or rescue Yuncheng? Do you have the protection of the army? Do you need me to save you?"

Han Zhenhan put away his slightly angry expression, and his words felt like he was thousands of miles away, but he felt extremely comfortable when he heard this. If Han Zhenhan didn't say anything, or simply refused, then there would be no hope.

But Han Zhenhan explained the problem facing worshipping. Now he wants to save Yuncheng, not worshipping himself.

"Brother Han is right, please teach me..."

Baizhu changed his name directly from the name, and called him directly from my brother to the gentleman. Yuncheng is also one of the places where Han Zhenhan is preparing to keep it as a foundation. Yu and private Han Zhenhan both wanted to help Yuncheng rebuild. So even if Baizhu did not come to Han Zhenhan, Han Zhenhan would go to Baizhu to solve the current chaos in Yuncheng.

"I'm serious about my brother. Although I haven't been to Yuncheng for a long time, I have put in a lot of effort. If you want to enter the house, you have to make a long-term plan for this matter..."

Han Zhenhan brought Baizhu to a wooden house half underground. The wooden house has a large space, and there is a huge sand table in the middle of the room that takes up one-third of the room. According to Baizhu's understanding of Yuncheng, you can see at a glance that this is a miniature Yuncheng terrain.

Although the sand table is made of rough, it is filled with small flags, and the place names, rivers, mountains and rivers are marked one by one. The entire Pingyang Prefecture is in sight and can be seen at a glance. From this small sand table, Bai Zhu admires Han Zhenhan from the heart.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. To manage a surrounding area, you must be familiar with the terrain, humanities, and power distribution. With other information on the terrain, it will naturally appear clearly.

However, Han Zhenhan did not continue to let the sand table "appreciate" by Staff Wang, but took a bare branch and lit three small flags on the sand table in the southwest, northwest and south directions.

"There are three or more than thousands of rioters in these three positions. If they are not split and dissolved and appeased the rioters as soon as possible, it will be even more difficult to solve when several forces merge together. Now these forces have just formed, and they are loose and abnormal in terms of both the leaders and management. It is easy to dismantle them. If you miss the opportunity, it is not as simple as night dreams."

I also know this kind of information about Juju, because there are so many teams, wherever they robbed today, the spies from the granary of that household were robbed by the city lord's mansion would report it to Juju. The Mongolians' ability to manage the place may be much worse, but even teenagers can do military information.

Bai Zhu didn't say anything but looked at Han Zhenhan with anticipation, waiting for Han Zhenhan's next words. Sure enough, Han Zhenhan saw that Bai Zhu knew about it and continued to speak,

"For these chaotic people, we must fundamentally solve the problem and kill... obviously not the means we want to use, so there is only one way left, relief and pardon."

"The so-called relief, although the Batulu army sat down in Yuncheng, the people were still unable to survive. The most effective way is to open the warehouse and release grain..."

"But...I don't have food now..."

When he heard Han Zhenhan talk about opening a warehouse and releasing grain, he thought about it. However, in order to ask the plague god Batulu, the plague god, to leave as soon as possible, he almost handed over the grain stored in Yuncheng.

In fact, there was still a thousand stones of grain left here. The grain that Han Zhenhan originally agreed to was not delivered to Han Zhenhan because Han Zhenhan discovered the tragedy on the south bank of the Yellow River, but the money was paid to Han Zhenhan long ago.

But at this critical moment, how could you mention this matter? Now it is time to ask others for help, and whether it is reasonable or not, and Han Zhenhan's small leadership team has actually analyzed how to solve the current situation. As the saying goes, one person is short, two people are long-term.

"I have never heard of the 32-lipo of the Jin family... and I believe you have also seen it. It is not only food that can fill your stomach..."

On Sanshilipo, the Jin family was famous for helping the rebels in Sanshilipo and distributed food to the rioters with great fanfare. This has been known in Yuncheng. If you say that Jiang is still the old one, Yu Shengqin did this to make a name for herself, but it is hard to accommodate two tigers in one mountain. Han Zhenhan could not see Yu Shengqin making the Jin family favors everywhere.

Moreover, Yu Shengqin's doing this would not help restore the order in Yuncheng, so Han Zhenhan simply used a trick to give him blessings...

"My brother means to ask me to find the kid of the Jin family to buy food..."

After hearing the words of "Bai Zhuan", Han Zhenhan rolled his eyes. This "Bai Zhuan" is really only suitable for being a businessman, and he is also a kind of businessman who is meticulous and meticulous. This guy must be a Libra.

"Of course not. Isn't the food from his Jin family now also given away for free? Why do you have to spend money to buy it? Your money should be spent on those city guards who don't obey your discipline..."

I was so anxious that I frowned because I didn't understand what Han Zhenhan meant and didn't need money to buy it. Could it be that he would snatch it like Batulu? But Han Zhenhan obviously didn't mean that...

"Old brother, have you forgotten your identity? You are the lord of Yuncheng. If you give an order, will you have this food? You can't use it if you have the right to do it?"

You really don’t know how to use your rights. Most of the sources of income from the income from trading with the Khans in the northern part of the Mongol Empire. Although the taxes in Yuncheng are much higher than those in other Mongol Empire cities, you really don’t like them.

Even if Han Zhenhan got most of the salt fields in Yuncheng, it was not much money in Baizhu's eyes. The largest merchant in Yuncheng was actually Baizhu himself, and many southern giants also sent people to trade with Baizhu.

The annual transaction of single silk is equivalent to the annual salt production income of Yuncheng, not to mention the variety of porcelain and exquisitely made jewelry, various spices shipped from overseas and tea from Jiangnan. Every big item here is not a small business.

It is not that there are merchants who go north to traffic these goods, but who can do it can be safe. Naturally, the bulk transactions are directly traded to pay homage is the most cost-effective. Therefore, pay homage has never increased the tax on Yuncheng. Because that little money pays no attention to it. It is precisely because of this that the prosperity of the population of tens of thousands of people in Yuncheng was promoted. However, pay homage has developed the habit of using money to do things, and rarely uses his rights as the city lord.

Today, it is different. Han Zhenhan’s idea of ​​giving a living is to use power to do business. Now the food price is really costly, and it will hurt you if you pay. Money is not related to a sucker. Especially businessmen are profit-seeking.

Seeing that Han Zhenhan was really not paying attention, he continued to speak patiently,
Chapter completed!