Farmer of Shu Han

Apart from other things, Jiang Wei, who is guarding Hedong, can still put Feng Junhou at ease in the military.

There is also Shi Bao, who is familiar with the land of Hebei and is regarded as a wolf by the rich and powerful families in Hedong.

In addition, the Liangzhou Staff Group helped to deduce the strategic situation.

Thinking about it, even against his boss, Ma Yi, he could last at least half a year or a few months.

As long as the strategic point of Hedong is not lost, then they can help each other with Bingzhou and at the same time protect Guanzhong.

This is why Feng Junhou must first cleanse Hedong and then manage it, and also put the main force of the Liangzhou army and the most promising Jiang Wei in Hedong.

Compared with Hedong, where the main force of the Liangzhou army is stationed, Bingzhou seems to be less valued.

Some of the troops stationed in Bingzhou were the predecessor of Feng Junhou's former army—that is, the army camp led by Wang Ping.

There is also a part of the reserve soldiers of the Liangzhou Army, Yi Cong Huqi, who is also a battalion led by Liu Hun.

The last part is the Longyou army transferred from Longyou by Deng Zhi.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these three troops are guarding Bingzhou together.

However, this is also in line with the inherent practice of the big man for hundreds of years.

After all, Han and Hu live together in a bitterly cold place like Bingzhou.

Therefore, the first priority of governing Bingzhou is to keep the barbarians from making trouble, disturbing the border, and even plundering the interior, whether it is to use the town or the Fu.

To put it bluntly, as long as the Hu people can be tamed and obedient, it is considered a successful governance.

After the Xiongnu, Tan Shihuai, the only Xianbei leader who could unify the northern grasslands and pose a serious threat to the Han, died a little early.

After Tan Shihuai, the most promising Ke Bineng was first defeated by Wei Guo successively.

Later, he was overshadowed by King Feng Gui, and the entire tribe became the food and grass that supported the Liangzhou army's leap forward.

Now the tribes in the northern grasslands are scattered, and they have to conquer each other endlessly.

Except for a few large tribes who occasionally have the courage to go south to plunder, the remaining Hu people who are close to the pass are considered to be strong enough if they can not enter the fortress and surrender.

So don't look at the defenders of Bingzhou. Although they are not elite, they are enough to guard Bingzhou.

Moreover, their main defense was actually the Wei army in Youzhou in the east, not the Hu people in the north.

Knowing that Feng Junhou came to Bingzhou for inspection, Deng Zhi, the governor of Bingzhou, went out of the city to greet him in person:

"Deng Zhi, Inspector of Bingzhou, pay my respects to General Zhendong!"

Feng Junhou said "Oops", and quickly got off his horse:

"How can you afford such a great gift from Uncle Deng? Little nephew Zhesha, what a little nephew Zhesha!"

Deng Liang, one of the top ten leaders of Xinghanhui, is the son of Deng Zhi.

Now they are checking the branch of the Xinghan Society in Nanzhong.

Besides, no matter how you say it, Deng Zhi can be regarded as an old man in the court, and his seniority is a generation higher than Feng Junhou's.

People can make such a low profile, but Feng Junhou dare not just accept this treatment.

Hearing Feng Junhou call him "uncle", Deng Zhi, who is nearly sixty years old, almost smiles like a chrysanthemum.

The so-called ruthless Xiao Wenhe was speaking to outsiders.

Feng Xiaowenhe has never treated his own people badly.

Looking at the whole big man, there may be quite a few people who serve as governors.

But there are no more than three people who can actually take the job.

I happen to be one of them.

Nephew Feng Xian was the one who recommended him.

"Last generals Wang Ping and Liu Hun, pay homage to the lord!"

Wang Ping and Liu Hun, who were following Deng Zhi, stood up immediately after Feng Junhou and Deng Zhi met the ceremony, and said in unison.

"Get up quickly, we are all our own people, there is no need to be so polite."

Feng Junhou looked at the two of them, looked around again, and suddenly burst out laughing with complacency.

Feng Junhou's smile caused Deng Zhi, Wang Ping and others to be astonished.

"Why are you so happy?"

Feng Junhou pointed to Cheng Pian, pointed around, and said with a smile:

"Looking up, it's all old, how can you be unhappy in your heart?"

He said this in his mouth, but what he thought in his heart was:

Deng Zhi is Deng Liang's lord, Wang Ping was promoted by himself, and Liu Hun was his long-term follower before.

The Xinghan Society has now been allowed by the imperial court to enclose land in Bingzhou.

This is the so-called right time, place, people and harmony. Why not worry about the great cause of coal and iron?

The time will be ten years, or a few years, let alone Sima Yi, even if there is another Lu Xun, what is there to be afraid of?

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, so he couldn't help laughing.

How did everyone know what Feng Junhou was thinking?

He only said that he was really happy because he was reunited with his old friends. They all felt that the prince cared about the old love, and he was also happy in his heart.

Deng Zhi twirled her beard and smiled:

"Weizhe (Deng Liang, son of Deng Zhi) called General Zhendong his brother in a letter to someone, and he was always proud of the brotherhood of the Xinghan Society."

"Looking at it now, General Zhendong is indeed a person who values ​​love and righteousness. Seeing Weizhe has such a vision, I am very relieved!"

Look, what is the art of language?

It was not unreasonable for the prime minister to send Uncle Deng to Soochow to re-alliance.

Feng Junhou smiled shyly:

"Uncle Deng, don't talk about General Zhendong anymore. You've said it all. Weizhe called me brother, so you should call me nephew."

"Then, how dare you call him a good nephew to General Zhendong?"

"Uncle Deng!"

"Hahaha!"

"The banquet has been prepared in the city, my nephew please."

"Don't dare, Uncle Deng is the elder, Uncle Deng invites first."

Looking at Feng Junhou's smiling and humble appearance, it really makes people feel that a gentleman is as gentle as jade.

Inspector Deng couldn't help feeling:

Some people said that nephew Feng Xian was cruel, some said he was far-sighted, and some even called him the ghost king. Now it seems that such criticisms are nothing more than rumors.

But before entering the city, Inspector Deng glanced at the large group of tribal leaders behind Feng Junhou, feeling a little twitching in his heart.

Bingzhou is already a place of bitter cold, and it has just been through war, so it has finally settled down.

Now that tens of thousands of Huqi have been merged into the state, how to resettle them is still a big problem!

With some apprehension, Deng Zhi and Feng Junhou went to the city to sit.

The food and drinks at the banquet didn't have too many special features.

Beef, mutton, and chicken are all available, but there is a new dish on the desks of several people except General Feng Jun Houguan: stir-fried vegetables.

The rest are basically the traditional way, roasting, boiling, blanching, steaming.

There are quite a lot of tricks, but the taste is definitely not flattering.

Anyway, seeing these traditional dishes aroused Feng Junhou's food phobia when he crossed over.

Even for the wine, several jars of honey wine were placed in front of General Feng Jun Hou Guan and others.

The others are all dirty wine.

If someone who is used to cooking comes here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to swallow.

Fortunately, most of the people Feng Junhou brought over this time were Hu Renqushuai.

Don't look at these dishes, in the eyes of Feng Junhou, they are only suitable for feeding pigs.

But in the eyes of Hu people in Bingzhou, it is the exquisite food of the big man.

Except for a very few people like Liu Bao and Liu Meng who have drunk strong wine and honey wine, the rest of the barbarians, Qu Shuai, all have bright eyes when they see the dirty wine.

Seeing the barbarians outside let go of eating and drinking, even Liu Hun, the little prince of the Huns, felt that his tribe was a bit ashamed.

It's just that he saw Junhou's face unchanged and not unhappy, so he could only turn his head away silently, trying not to look outside.

Probably because he didn't want the noise outside to disturb Feng Junhou, Deng Zhi signaled to put down the curtain.

In this way, not only was the sound much quieter, but it also blocked the sight inside and outside.

Feng Junhou took a mouthful of food and tasted it, then put down the chopsticks.

The stir-fried vegetables were also poorly fried, old and hard, and tasteless.

He raised his ear cup and took a sip of honey wine, then looked at Deng Zhi:

"Uncle Deng is the first governor of Bingzhou. In the past few months, everything has been going well?"

"Hey, the chaos is set for the first time, how can it go well or not? If it goes well, there are really not many thieves in Bingzhou."

"But if it's not going well, the food and clothing of the people in Bingzhou, and the supplies needed by the army, which one is not supported by money and food?"

Deng Zhi didn't say those polite words to Feng Junhou, he pointed to the food and drink on the desk:

"My nephew has also seen it. These dishes are already considered the best dishes in the Bingzhou government office. It's not that my uncle doesn't give my nephew face."

"It's just that the treasury in Bingzhou is already completely empty. Even for a banquet, uncle has to pay for it himself!"

Of course Feng Junhou knew about the situation in Bingzhou.

If we say that Ke Bineng's tribe is the food and grass that support Liangzhou's advance to Bingzhou.

Then, a considerable part of the grain and grass that supported the army from Taiyuan to Hedong was collected by Li Xun himself from county to county.

"Greatly, this banquet is not delicious. Is uncle going to cry poor with me?"

Feng Junhou smiled and shook his head:

"Uncle was also a person who guarded Longyou a few years ago, so he must be aware that the battle last year has basically exhausted the money and food that the big man has accumulated over the years."

"Now I'm still struggling with how to resume production in Guanzhong. At most, I can apply to the imperial court to exempt Bingzhou from taxes for three years."

"Except for the necessary expenses of the military officials, the imperial court really can't squeeze out any extra money and food."

Deng Zhi knew that what Feng Junhou said was true.

Guanzhong and Hedong, which of these two places is not more important than Bingzhou?

Even if the court has money, it will use these two places first.

But crying babies have milk, don't they?

Besides, the imperial court has no money, but some people have money.

"Of course I know that the court has no money, but isn't my nephew here?"

When Feng Junhou heard this, he was taken aback immediately.

ha?

What do you mean?

"Uncle, I don't have money either."

Deng Zhi gave a "tsk" sound:

"Nephew, I know that you call me uncle for Wei Zhe's sake, so can you tell me why you call me brother?"

"Of course it's because we all put loyalty first, and we share the same loyalty."

fart!

Deng Zhi cursed in her heart:

This Xiaowenhe is really eloquent!

"Right, you put loyalty first, isn't it all for the revival of the big man? Xinghanhui Xinghanhui, isn't that how you came here?"

It is the court's business that the court has no money.

But apart from being able to ask for money from the imperial court, Feng Junhou also has a Xinghan Society behind it?

Xinghanhui can even make money from places like Nanzhong.

It doesn't make sense that Bingzhou is not as good as Nanzhong.

Now that Feng Junhou has come to Bingzhou to make an inspection by himself, Deng Cishi definitely has no reason to let this money-spreading gentleman go in vain.

"Nephew, you also know that this Bingzhou is not a land of grain production, and it has always been populated by Han and Hu, so it is really difficult to manage!"

"If it weren't for the precedent of a good nephew governing Liangzhou, I would not have the confidence to govern Bingzhou."

Deng Zhi looked at Feng Junhou with burning eyes:

"Not to mention anything else, if my nephew can let Xinghan Society open more workshops in Bingzhou, and then open a few pastures, it will be considered a great help to the old man."

Um?

Feng Junhou's face remained unchanged, he raised his earcup again, and took another sip.

Why am I here in Bingzhou?

Oh, by the way, Deng Liang is still conducting investigations in Nanzhong.

The fact that the Xinghan Society intends to exchange the land in Guanzhong for the land in Bingzhou is still a secret, and few people know about it.

Thinking of this, Feng Junhou took another look at Li Mu who was sitting beside him.

Hey!

They are all old foxes, and none of them are fools.

President Li is the most famous textile giant in Dahan.

She came over with her, indicating that Xinghan Hui had some kind of intention to talk less.

And when Governor Deng said these words at this time, he actually implied that he had seen Feng Junhou's intentions—at least part of them.

Having figured this out, Feng Junhou put down his earcups, put his hands on his knees, sat upright, and said:

"Since Uncle Deng said so, then I won't hide it."

Deng Zhi was overjoyed:

"Okay, refreshing! The old man likes to deal with refreshing people. I wonder how many workshops my nephew is going to open this time? How much food will I invest?"

How the Xinghan Society has been doing for so many years, anyone who is not blind can probably figure out the way.

In the words of later generations, it is to attract investment and stimulate the economy, which can not only solve the employment problem, but also solve the local financial problem.

But knowing the way is knowing the way, the key is that you have to have the way first, and you have to attract investment.

At this time, Governor Deng felt that it was really good to have a son in Xinghanhui.

"I want to build a new city at the former site of Pingcheng outside the Yanmen Great Wall. There will be no less than 30 mines, pastures, iron smelting workshops, and textile workshops."

"In five years, I plan to invest three million to five million yuan. I wonder how many people my uncle can send from Bingzhou to help?"

Originally, Deng Zhi, who only wanted to get Xinghan to invest in a few workshops, heard Feng Junhou's words, the wine in his mouth spit out all of a sudden, and he cried out:

"Three million coins!"

Feng Junhou nodded: "This is the lowest number, just more or less."

After the investigation, Xinghanhui's expansion in the core area of ​​Dahan is destined to be restricted.

Some industries should be closed when they should be broken, and sold if they should be sold.

It happened to get enough cash flow to invest in new industries in Bingzhou.

Deng Zhi didn't even bother to wipe the wine off her beard, and began counting with her trembling fingers in an extremely impolite way.

How much is Dahan's annual tax income?

Do you have three million coins?

Even if it is invested in five years, it will be at least 600,000 yuan.

If it is based on five million wires, that is one million wires a year!

Cao!

Xing Han will really get his mother's money!

You can spend 30% of the money and food of the big man's tax in one year!

If it wasn't for knowing that most of Xinghanhui's properties had royal shares, if it wasn't for the ruthless Xiao Wenhe in front of him, if it wasn't for Xinghanhui's inextricable relationship with the imperial court.

Inspector Deng, who has always been a clean and honest public official, almost couldn't help but want to rob.

Looking at the solemn Feng Junhou, Deng Zhi had to calm down:

"I don't know how many people the prince needs?"

"Of course, the more the better." Feng Junhou pointed to the outside, "I know Uncle Deng is worried that these horsemen will disturb Bingzhou when they come back."

"But I might as well tell my uncle that these Huqi, together with their family members, number about 70,000 to 80,000 people, and I will take them to Pingcheng for resettlement, and I will not let them stay in Yanmen Fortress."

When Deng Zhi heard it, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

After the Great Han regained Bingzhou, the Xinxing County established by Cao Cao was abolished, and the counties of Bingzhou were restored in the Later Han Dynasty.

That is to say, Taiyuan and Xinxing County were merged into one again.

Xihe County, on the other hand, restores the old land and extends along Luliang Mountain to the north, connecting with the old land of Jiuyuan.

The Hu people who were originally resettled in Taiyuan and Xihe counties were recruited by Feng Junhou, and at least 30% of them would be taken away.

Moreover, these people are directly provided with money and food by the Xinghan Society, so they don't need to worry about it from the Bingzhou government.

With this reduction, the burden on Bingzhou Governor's Office will be much lighter.

After heaving a sigh of relief, Deng Zhi asked with some worry:

"With so many barbarians gathered in Pingcheng, my nephew must be careful, and don't dare to make any mistakes."

Ji Han, the head of labor trafficking, smiled slightly:

"Uncle, don't worry, these people are actually not too many for Xincheng. At that time, I will also move Nanxiang's engineering team, craftsmen, and schools."

Nanxiang has been engaged in the industry for so many years, but due to limited resources, geographical location and other reasons, the scale has reached its limit.

But it hasn't stopped recruiting over the years.

What for?

Isn't it just to train skilled workers?

Isn't it just for this moment?

On the contrary, when Deng Zhi heard Feng Junhou's plan, he blurted out without thinking:

"Nephew, why don't you just build a new city opposite Jinyang, I will allow you to allocate as much land as you want!"

Listening to what my nephew said, it means that half of Nanxiang will be moved here.

If this is really the case, there is no problem in making Jinyang the second Nanxiang!

He could see that nephew Feng Xian was determined to create a big business in Bingzhou with such a big hand!

Thinking of the few workshops I wanted at the beginning, they were small and the layout was too small.

Originally, I wanted to ask the imperial court what it thought.

But when you think that this matter is to expand the territory for the great Han and restore the old territory, how can the court not support it?

"Gathering so many barbarians in Jinyang City is not reassuring."

It is naturally impossible for Feng Junhou to build a new city next to Jinyang City. He explained with a smile:

"It's good to put it in Pingcheng. Since it is controlled by the Yanmen Fortress, even if something goes wrong, it will be blocked by the Yanmen Fortress, and it will not affect the inside of the pass."

"So the most urgent thing for uncle to do now is to quickly check the household registration of Bingzhou and see how many people there are in Bingzhou."

"Okay, no problem!" Inspector Deng responded, "Leave it to me!"

PS: Please don't mention the words about Xinghan Association being too inflated.

As a high-ranking person, it was very difficult to cultivate a thug, who was able to use it with ease.

Who would think about killing a donkey for meat all day long before the mill is finished?

Not to mention that the donkey is still tied with a rope!

There are powerful enemies outside and aristocratic families inside, so I don't want to dismember them.

Instead, when the situation was good, he was thinking about how to get rid of his obedient minions.

Isn't this the Wanyan body of Dasong Dynasty?

Those who have this kind of thinking are really too petty. This kind of vision, this kind of tolerance, is really not worthy of unifying the world.

The emperor who really saw the long-term, which one didn't start to kill the hounds after catching the rabbits?

Besides, even after catching the rabbit, as long as there is meat in the house, the dog can continue to guard the house, and it doesn't have to be killed.