Chapter 863: Repairing the Hole
In January in Jiangnan, the weather has turned warmer, but in Liangzhou, the impact of the white disaster in December has not yet passed.
In the context of the deteriorating global climate during the Little Ice Age.
Feng Guiwang neither has the ability to turn his fighting spirit into a horse, nor the magic weapon to shoot a cannon into the sky.
So it is destined to be impossible to go against the will of heaven.
But fortunately, all these years of efforts to penetrate Liangzhou were not in vain.
For example, Feng Langjun's reputation is quite strong among the Hu people.
The governors of the four counties of Liangzhou also knew that the credibility of their own governors was very strong among the Hu people.
So when the prefects were cut off from contact with Wuwei and there were many mourners in the county, they all came up with the idea to sell off the reputation of Governor Feng.
It is only natural to temporarily coax the barbarians and appease their hearts.
Who would have known that after this sale, hey, don't mention it, Feng Jishi actually has some kind of intelligence-dampening halo effect on the Hu people.
In any case, most of the Hu people believed the lies of the prefects and peacefully guarded their one-third-acre land, waiting for Governor Feng to come and save them from the white disaster.
So after Wuwei worked hard to restore the connection between the four counties of Liangzhou, Feng Governor suddenly felt a little confused.
Then he couldn’t wait to re-block the opened passage with snow!
Where can I get so much food at once to save people?
So Feng Jishi's newly healed mouth ulcer broke out again. This time there were several more ulcers than the last time, causing him to keep inhaling all day long in the hope of reducing the pain in his mouth.
Zhang Xingyi, on the other hand, had already been mentally prepared for this. After learning the news, he said lightly:
“It’s unexpected, what’s so strange about it?”
As she said that, she glanced at Feng Yong and said, "Other than Alang, who can solve Liangzhou's predicament now, I'm afraid the Prime Minister will find it difficult."
Ah!
Feng Yongyong gave her a dissatisfied look. The outer room was the outer room.
Can’t you learn from the Feng family’s wife?
General Guan has plans for our old Feng family.
Although I know that Zhang Xingyi is telling the truth, and as the governor of Liangzhou, pacifying the people and pacifying the barbarians is one of his main tasks.
But Governor Feng felt a little unhappy.
"You are half of the Feng family after all. Why can't you think about the Feng family? Whose family's money and food were blown away by the strong wind? Don't you have to pay them back?"
After regaining Liangzhou, the Xinghan Hui was already going to eat a lot of meat.
Unexpectedly, if the heavy snow falls, Xinghanhui will have another hemorrhage.
That is equivalent to a significant increase in costs.
As the leader of the association, Governor Feng borrowed money and food, but he returned favors.
Is it easy to repay a favor?
Thinking of this, Governor Feng couldn't help but sigh:
If the Han Dynasty recaptures Liangzhou half a year later, there will be no doubt that Liangzhou soldiers and people will resist the Wei thieves and welcome the Han king's troops.
What a pity! What a pity!
Just as Governor Feng was thinking about it, Secretary Zhang kicked him over and said through gritted teeth:
“Half Feng family! You also know that I am half Feng family! She is Feng Guan’s family, but where is my concubine? My surname is Zhang! Here she is!”
When it came to the last few words, Zhang Xingyi said them one by one.
"If you really dare to let me become the Feng Zhang family, I will still be able to think about the Feng family wholeheartedly. Do you dare? Bah! No coward!"
“Sister, let’s be reasonable.”
Feng Jishi took a breath and felt the ulcer in his mouth begin to hurt again.
“You have really become the Feng Zhang family. Do you believe that I dare to die young to show you?”
Don't doubt General Guan's staunchness.
She can survive losing her position as the mistress of the Feng family, but what will happen to her two children, oh, there are three now?
Who knows what General Guan Da will do for the sake of his children?
At that time, the Forbidden City was shut down by the two women of Zhang Dynasty. No, it should be called the Battle of Feng Mansion. Behind it was the shadow of the conflict between the interests of the royal family and the powerful.
If Adou is not in power and the emperor is not able to provide support, it is natural for Mrs. Zhang to fall.
Although Miss Zhang is now making a comeback, she even seems to be getting closer on the surface.
But how easy is it to formally challenge General Guan’s orthodox position?
With Feng Junhou becoming the governor, and adding several prefects of the Xinghan Hui clan, the Xinghan Hui has begun to become a behemoth.
Coupled with the emerging dignitaries, transformed aristocratic families, and the royal family...
Various complex relationships can cause turmoil if you are not careful.
The Dahan people are not monolithic. If someone with intentions takes advantage of them, it will destroy the situation that the Dahan has worked so hard to achieve.
Even if Mrs. Zhang is the queen's biological sister, the royal family would not want to see this happen.
The most important thing is...have you asked the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty?
Governor Feng hugged the leg that Mrs. Zhang was kicking:
“Si Niang, this is not the time to talk about this, please wait...”
General Guan Da's pregnancy reaction has become more and more obvious. Amei and Li Mu, the two concubines, now have to take turns serving the mistress every night.
The number of times Governor Feng quietly crawled onto the Zhang family's bed at night became more and more frequent.
The fire in the room was quite hot, and it was also night, so Mrs. Zhang wore looser clothes.
Feng Jishi reached out and touched it, and felt that the flesh and bones of the calf on his hand were well-proportioned, delicate and smooth to the touch...
Little Miss Zhang is no longer the little girl she used to be.
The experience of these years has been enough for her to adapt to the darkness of politics.
She subconsciously wanted to pull her leg back from Feng Yong's hand, but it didn't twitch.
So he simply stretched out his other leg, leaned on the couch, and said quietly:
"I know. But there are just you and me here, and now I call you Alang, so you can't coax me?"
"What are you doing to coax you?" Feng Yong massaged her soles and said, "Wouldn't that be a lie to you?"
“Don’t worry, when the time comes, even if you don’t want to become Feng Zhang, I won’t agree.”
Hearing this, Zhang Xingyi’s big eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons: “I’ll just take it as a promise.”
“Well, it’s a promise.”
After getting a promise unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi's mood suddenly improved, and his mind began to turn back to business:
“Actually, to be honest, Alang has never encountered this situation in Liangzhou.”
Feng Yong understood: "You mean when Longyou was recovered?"
Zhang Xingyi was immediately dissatisfied and said: "I think you are too tired these days and have become confused. It turns out you know!"
In the year when the Han Dynasty regained Longyou, Longyou also happened to encounter a severe drought.
The crisis is of course not as critical as it is now, but the situation is similar.
Feng Junhou, who was the captain of the Qiang Guard at the time, used the full potential of Dongfeng Express to transport grain to Qishan Fort.
On the one hand, we took the opportunity to let the Hu tribes report their population, and then implemented a food rationing system.
Finally, let the Hu people go to Qishan Fort to get the rations belonging to their tribe.
This approach allowed the Xiaowei Mansion to find out the details of the Hu people as quickly as possible, and at the same time, it eliminated the risk that the Hu people would take risks because they had no food to eat.
Most importantly, the Xiaowei Mansion took this opportunity to initially establish a future plan for the Hu tribe.
Feng Junhou is young, but he can control half of the Han Dynasty in name, but no one thinks there is anything wrong.
One reason is that he has made great achievements, but a more important aspect is that his ability to govern the people has been widely recognized by both the government and the public.
Managed Nanxiang, renovated Yuexi, and controlled Longyou, step by step, and his political achievements were all very eye-catching.
So how could he not guess her hint when Zhang Xingyi brought it up.
Feng Yong sighed and said:
"Liangzhou is too big. If we want to overcome this difficulty, I'm afraid it will consume the foundation of the governor's office in the next two years!"
The governor's office has grain in its hands, and the Xinghan Hui also has grain in its hands, but transportation is a big problem.
Speaking of this, I have to mention Xu Erniang.
This farming expert has a strong sense of crisis.
Even though the grain output in Shuzhong is getting higher year by year, she still has to plant a batch of bamboo heads every year to prepare for famine.
Of course, there is also a need to provide feed for the livestock industry.
But no matter what, this batch of food for shortages is finally going to be used.
“In the past, the ratio of Yutou flour to wheat flour was 50/50, but now we need relief, how about changing it to 70/50 Yutou flour and 3/3 wheat flour?”
Feng Yong asked.
“That’s too much.” Zhang Xingyi disagreed, “Under a natural disaster, it’s good for those who stutter to survive. How much better do you want to eat?”
“Too much kindness is not a good thing. Add one part of flour to nine parts of Yutou powder, as long as it doesn’t kill anyone.”
Zhang Xingyi counted on his fingers and said, "When rationing, we should also pay attention not to let them all eat, so that we can save some..."
Very good, I had even forgotten that when the pure flour in the army was changed to 罽头粉, it was the idea of the black-hearted woman in front of me.
“According to the situation in Wuwei, the tribes that can survive this winter are all big tribes.”
"We just gathered up those small tribes that can't survive. In this way, we will have a lot of manpower after spring."
“As for the big tribes, we can follow the approach of Longyou and lend them food first, and then let them pay it back slowly..."
Anyway, the west of Longshan is now the territory of the Han Dynasty. Tribes that borrowed things from King Feng Gui and dare not return them will most likely not be able to leave Liangzhou alive.
As for transportation, we can also follow Longyou’s practice.
Set up food distribution points in each county of Liangzhou to register the number of Hu people on one hand and lend the grain on the other.
Anyway, the group of students I have on hand can be sent as supervisors and auditors.
As for transportation, isn’t there an outsourced transportation team trained in Longyou?
“It’s not possible to rely on the government alone. We still have to ask the big families to help.”
The common people may not have food in their hands, but the wealthy and powerful people will definitely have food.
Xu Miao can borrow it, but I can’t?
Feng Guiwang thought so.
At worst, when the wool spinning workshop is auctioned, I will first increase the reserve price by seven percentage points.
Then when bargaining with those wealthy families, we will lower the price by another five percentage points.
In this case, it is considered that the hole has been filled.
The only thing you need to worry about is those gluttons who want to eat more shares, or the agency rights in various places.
This is almost a sure thing.
With the recovery of Liangzhou, it meant that the Silk Road was back in the hands of the Han Dynasty.
As raw material origins and sales markets increase exponentially, the wool industry will naturally undergo changes.
Who sells where, and how much they sell, all need to be negotiated.
For Taotie, the more he eats, the better.
“In this case, the loss of livestock will be too great.”
Feng Yong sighed.
A considerable part of the grain that the governor's office can mobilize is still stationed in Pingxiang and has not been transported here.
In this kind of weather, if you want to transport food for emergency relief, you have to use large livestock.
Be it horses or mules, some of them will definitely die from exhaustion, some will die from illness, and some will die from freezing.
Thousands of mules that have been saved with great difficulty, how many will be left is a question.
“Human life is at stake, what are you thinking!”
Zhang Xingyi was dissatisfied with Feng Jishishi's pretentiousness, and moved her feet nestled in his arms, gesturing for him to continue massaging the soles of his feet:
"If the Yi people don't cause chaos, Shu will be safe, and if the barbarians don't cause chaos, Liangzhou will be stable. If you can really accomplish this, Liangzhou will be truly stable."
"The barbarians in Shu have been in rebellion for hundreds of years, and the barbarians in Liangzhou have been in rebellion for more than a hundred years. If we can successfully educate them all, it will be the achievement of a hundred generations."
"When future generations write history, they can't avoid you as long as they talk about Shu and Liangzhou. It's a great thing to leave a name in history. What's the point of killing livestock?"
Zhang Xiaosi and General Guan have different personalities, and naturally their eyes are also different.
General Guan was constrained by his husband and children, but Zhang Xiaosi was accustomed to looking at issues from the royal vantage point.
From her point of view, exchanging thousands of livestock for a name in history is simply worthless.
"How easy would it be for me to accumulate these livestock? This is for the future battle in Guanzhong."
In front of Zhang Xiaosi, Feng Yongyong concealed his views on Guanzhong in the next few years.
Because of these views, he had discussed it with Zhang Xiaosi countless times.
The arrangement of Beidi County and Wuyuan County in advance is inseparable from the advice of General Guan and Zhang Xiaosi.
"There is no way around this. How can there be any reason in the world for you to take advantage of me?"
Zhang Xiaosi is open-minded. Those livestock are not hers anyway, so she definitely doesn’t feel bad.
The words were unpleasant, but Feng Yong knew that the truth was right, so he nodded:
"Okay, since the matter has come to this, what else can I do? I can just wait a few more years."
Anyway, the one who is most anxious to conquer Guanzhong is Zhuge Laoyao, and the second most anxious one is the royal family.
You are not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?
Feng Yong thought for a moment and then said:
“The land in Jincheng County is fertile and is adjacent to a large river, which is conducive to irrigation. At that time, Xinhou (Li Qiu) cultivated a lot of farmland there.”
"Jiang Wei should have a lot of grain in his hands now. I can try to borrow it from him."
Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhang Xingyi.
Zhang Xingyi moved his feet in Feng Jishishi's arms in protest:
“You can borrow it if you want to, let’s see what I do?”
Feng Jishi said "tsk", he was tired and didn't like it anymore. After sleeping together for so long, couldn't there be some tacit understanding?
“You are a female officer sent by the palace.”
"Oh, I forgot, I just remember that I am the chief secretary of the governor's office."
"When I borrow it from him, as a palace minister, you can write him a letter and explain it to me."
"no problem."
After realizing it in hindsight, Mrs. Zhang suddenly felt that the power in her hands seemed to be greater than she had imagined, and she immediately started to tremble:
“How can you thank me?”
"Thank you for what? Isn't it all for the peace of Liangzhou? I gave up those thousands of livestock, but you are still reluctant to give up a letter?"
Governor Feng said nonchalantly, "How about I pledge my life to you?"
“Bah, you beast!”
“Wrong, I’m called a beast!”
Feng Jishi calculated with his fingers that today seemed to be a safe day, and he immediately smiled.
(End of this chapter)