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"Reporting to King Shun, except for the garrison of Thirty-six Forts, the only mobile troops in Yulin City are the Yansui Third Battalion in Yulin City, General Zhang's Baiganbing and his ministers' 2,000 cavalry." Yulin's generals had already retreated. Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but report to Zhang Shunhui truthfully.

"Excluding our people and the city defense camp, there are only more than 10,000 mobile troops left!" Zhang Shun couldn't help but nodded after hearing this.

"Let's do this, Jiutai. You will select more than a thousand cavalry from them to replenish your 'Qi Bing' first. I will then replenish the men and horses of Yu Chongxiao, Zuo Guangxian and Wang Ding respectively, so I plan to mobilize 6,000 people."

"I'm going to keep Zhao Guangyuan's 3,000 people and call Luo Shangwen over. I don't know what to do?"

"Then what are General Zhang's Sichuan troops and King Shun planning?" Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but ask after hearing this.

Originally, the troops in Yansui Town were small, but you have mobilized 6,000 more elite troops. Although Zhao Guangyuan has supplemented 3,000 troops, Luo Shangwen only has more than 1,000 defeated troops. Doesn't he lose two thousand every time he goes in and out?

"That's my plan!" Zhang Shun looked at Zhaode General Zhang Fengyi with a somewhat questioning look and said, "I plan to divide the Sichuan troops into two thousand soldiers and Na Luo Shangwen, and let him garrison Yulin in place of Fengyi."

"And Fengyi led the remaining eight thousand people to retreat to Suide."

"Right now, we have a tight supply of food. We can't pile up our troops and horses on the front line, so we can try to reduce losses during transportation!"

"Sure, I don't have any objections!" Zhang Fengyi has also heard of Luo Shangwen, but she still doesn't know how he got to the rebel camp.

"Naluo Shangwen was a garrison in Hanzhong. He was previously ordered by Fan Yiheng, the Guannan Army Bei Dao, to attack Xi'an, but was defeated by Yang Chengzu. Now he only has more than a thousand Sichuan soldiers under his command." Zhang Shun explained without waiting for Zhang Fengyi to ask.

"When Wang Pu colluded with Fan Yiheng of Guannan Bingdao, he knew the key, so he was not on good terms with the Wang family."

"It just so happens that he is also from Sichuan, so he will definitely not hook up with Yulin Jiangmen!"

To put it bluntly, Zhang Shun's move was "mixed with sand". He transferred away two powerful generals, Yu Chongxiao and Zuo Guangxian, who were close to Yulin Town, and also removed Wang Ding, Xiao Si, Zhang Hu, Du Hongyu, and Jiang Yaozu. The others gathered under their command, and then added Lu Xiangsheng, Zhang Fengyi, Zhao Guangyuan and Luo Shangwen.

The garrison of Yulin City was less than 20,000, but the rebels Lu Xiangsheng, Zhao Guangyuan and Luo Shangwen directly controlled 9,000 troops, which was enough to completely control Yulin Town.

Zhang Fengyi still wanted to be a husband and a wife, and she didn't have a strong sense of utilitarianism, so she didn't care about it.

Of course, if we talk about it carefully, Luo Shangwen, who was born in the Sichuan Army, belongs to the natural "Sichuan Clan".

It's hard to say whether Zhang Fengyi will make a profit or lose every time she comes in and out.

"Well, Your Highness King Shun, there is something I don't know whether to talk about or not." Seeing that the matter was over, Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but hesitate.

"Is there anything we shouldn't talk about?" Zhang Shun said bluntly, "To be honest, we don't have that many twists and turns in private."

"That's right. When I checked the troops and horses in Yulin Town, I found that the racecourse and farmland belonging to Yulin should have been occupied by guards officers, eunuchs, and gentry!" Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but said a little indignantly.

"More than 90% of the farmland in Anbian, Jingbian and Zhenqiang has been occupied, and 80% of the Yulinwei people have been occupied. The remaining horse farms have long since disappeared, and each of them supported thousands of generals' war horses."

"If this kind of thing is brought back to the state, King Shun may save one hundred thousand dan in food and salary!"

"Forget it!" Zhang Shun was filled with anger after hearing what Lu Xiangsheng said, and he was also furious.

But now that we still need these people, we can’t “let the horses run but not let them eat grass”, right?

The 3,000-household settlement that Lu Xiangsheng mentioned was actually a border area directly under the jurisdiction of Yulin Town. If it were carefully cleaned up, there would probably be tens of thousands of hectares of farmland.

However, during the "Little Glacier" period at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the climate suddenly became dry, and even places to the south such as Suide and Yan'an suffered from famines.

To the north of Yulin City is the famous Mu Us Desert. When the sandstorm was severe, the soldiers of Yulin City and Thirty-six Forts had to go out of the city and the fort to clean up the sand to prevent the city walls from being submerged by the sand.

But judging from these two items, how much of the ten thousand hectares of farmland is left and how much output there is is really worthy of Zhang Shun's doubts.

Instead of doing this, it is better to "reward" the Yulin officer for pulling him down, and then discuss it in the future.

The most urgent task is to first obtain more than 30,000 hectares of farmland in Qingyang, Yan'an and Suide.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shun couldn't help but specially warned: "Jiutai, we must take a long-term approach at this time."

"Our vision cannot be limited to Yulin, but we must also consider Qingyang and Yan'an; consider Ningxia and Gansu; consider the whole of Shaanxi to rectify the whole world!"

"With the gun barrel in one hand and the money bag in the other, the world can be settled!"

Lu Xiangsheng was originally the governor of Yunyang, and he had a deep understanding of the problem of insufficient "money bag". Hearing this, he couldn't help but nodded and said: "What King Shun said is true. If Qingyang and Yan'an can clear up 30,000 hectares of farmland, , then next year we only need to subsidize more than 100,000 shi to meet Yulin's requirements, so this is not a bad idea."

"It's good if you understand!"

The formulation of policies must be communicated from the top to the bottom, and all efforts and efforts must be directed in one place.

Zhang Shun felt relieved when he saw that Lu Xiangsheng understood what he meant.

"There is another matter. Although it is not my responsibility, but it involves border affairs, I have to say it!" Seeing that Zhang Shunzhi was not young, Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but said again.

"Shaanxi's large and small salt ponds, Huamachi, Zhangxian, Xihe and other places all produce salt. The Ming Dynasty established the Lingzhou Salt Division at Qianhu in Lingzhou to specialize in salt research."

"Every year, there are 62,500 taels of salt, and each levy has three cents and five cents of silver. The license is six stones of salt, and the total amount of silver is 21,875 taels. It is used as a special subsidy for military officers from all sides to buy horses. Spend."

"Now that the towns in Yansui are short of pay and horses, I ask King Shun to reintroduce the method of accepting silver and salt to restore the former prosperity."

Zhang Shun was stunned when he heard this, and immediately realized, isn't this the "salt and iron monopoly" during the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty? I am familiar with this.

He couldn't help but ask: "Where was the salt sold in these places in the past?"

"Roughly in Qingyang, Pingliang, Yan'an, Xi'an, Fengxiang and Hanzhong." Lu Xiangsheng pondered for a moment and reported.

oh? These are the main population gathering areas in Shaanxi!

Zhang Shun couldn't help but pondered: "I don't know how much salt each person eats? Is 62,500 liters of salt too much or too little?"

"Twelve kilograms of table salt for a big mouthful, half a pound for a small mouthful!" Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but say.

"Nine kilograms of salt per capita?" Zhang Shun was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but calculate, "Sixty-two thousand five hundred kilos of salt are produced annually, and each kilo of salt is 200 kilograms..."

"King Shun, the amount of salt produced in Shaanxi is six stones, seven hundred and twenty kilograms!" Lu Xiangsheng explained quickly, "This is the old system of the famous minister Yang Yiqing's rule in Shaanxi."

"Yang Yiqing resigned, and Shaanxi changed the standard to 300 kilograms per quota. Businessmen were unprofitable, and the salt law was ruined."

"Okay, let's calculate it as 720 jins per liter, and the total is 45 million jins." Zhang Shun couldn't help but muttered, "Each person eats nine jins of salt per year, which is enough for five million people."

"That's not right. There are only 390,000 households in Shaanxi and 4 million Dingkou. Can we still sell this salt?"