Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The most discussed thing in the court recently is the various preparations for the Western Expedition.

Grain and grass are the most important thing. In addition, how to arrange the reserve forces, when will the follow-up materials be delivered, where do the civilians collect from, and the mobilization of various materials...

This work should not have been discussed in such detail in the court hall, but after Xia Yuanji went, the Hubu Shangshu became a hapless official position.

No matter how well you do it, with Xia Yuanji and Zhuyu ahead, you can only bow down to the wind.

If you do not do well, everyone will say: Oh! Sure enough, you still can't compare to Xia Yuanji!

Liu Zhongfu bit his scalp and reported the current statistics of the Ministry of Households.

"...There is no shortage of food and grass. Even if a 500,000 army goes out, the head of the household will be sure to mobilize the food and grass, but the people's husband requires the coordination of all parties..."

He raised his head and glanced at Yang Rong in front of him. He felt a little uneasy. He felt that the assistant bachelors were all standing and talking.

"Master Yang said that Shandong needs to cultivate and maintain good health, and it should be appropriate to use the civilian husbands, but besides Shandong, where else can they be mobilized? In the future, it will be Henan and Jinling. Is it possible to mobilize the civilian husbands from there?"

Liu Zhongfu’s complaints resonated. Zhang Ben said, “Your Majesty, there are too many people in the south, and the minister thinks that we should move to the north.”

"The people are not willing to move, and now they are living a stable life, and to toss them again, when the time comes, the people's curses will not sound good!"

"What's wrong? This is a national matter! How many people have been cut in the palace since your majesty became the throne? How much has the expenses in the palace been cut?"

Du Qian burst out like a ignited firecracker, and opened his mouth.

"If this battle is a big victory, there will be no rivals between the North and the West in Daming, and these two directions will be able to reduce a lot of garrisons. This is to reduce costs, and it will continue to reduce."

Du Qian was clearly prepared. Although his attitude was hot, his words were well-founded.

"From then on, as long as the North Korea continues to provide land, the population of the north will continue to grow, and then follow the shop along the way, wherever you shop, you will be Daming!"

These words made the martial arts especially comfortable. Meng Ying went out of the class and said: "Your Majesty, many places along the way are a bit barren. Since Daming is not short on money and food, can he use this opportunity to summon them to carry his luggage? The Ministry of Households is also less troublesome."

This is a good suggestion.

Zhu Zhanji said non-committal: "The Ministry of Households must make a clear calculation where the cost of mobilizing civilian husbands is the least. You can't take away the civilian husbands in front, and the people in the back will suffer terribly. Such a method is not desirable, and you can't use it again in the future!"

"Your Majesty is kind!"

The officials praised the emperor's kindness in unison, and sincerely felt happy for Daming to have another ‘ancestral precept’.

Among them, Fang Xing felt the deepest emotion.

In the past, the emperor would not think so much, and thought that he wanted to recruit civil servants, so he went to recruit them. Then according to the policy, taxes are reduced and exempted, but whether the price paid by the minhu can be equal to the loss of the family of the minhu is not considered at all.

Qunchen will not consider it!

The king will not think about it!

Now that the emperor proposed such a point, the people all over the world would cheer for a while after it was spread out.

Fang Xing lowered his head, not wanting to let people see his comfort.

Later, when the dynasty dispersed, everyone went out in twos and threes.

Hu Yi was stopped in front of him, and later he returned again.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Pu only heard fragments, it seemed that it was some Dongchang, and who else was taken.

Hu Ye said with a solemn expression: "It's hard to say."

This is hard to say, it means that the matter is not small, and it also needs to be kept secret.

Yang Pu watched Hu Ye speed up and said to Yang Rong, "Who was taken?"

Yang Rong shook his head and said: "I don't know. At this moment, what Daming needs is stability. If we clean up the gentry fields again, we won't be able to expedite them."

If domestic disputes continue at the time of the expedition, and the mainstream class is in conflict with the emperor, who dares to let the emperor personally conquer?

None of them left, they are all waiting here.

Huang Huai said in a deep voice: "I hope everything goes well!"

No one wants accidents at this time.

These thoughts were vague dissatisfaction with the emperor, but Du Qian did not come out to defend Zhu Zhanji.

He also felt that stability was needed at this time.

If there is another large-scale arrest in the East Factory, the officialdom will panic, and the Western Expedition will be overshadowed.

Fang Xing didn't leave either. He stood opposite, looking at the front lonely.

Don't mess around!

He could only pray like this, hoping that Zhu Zhanji would not suddenly want to come to rectify the officials.

If it were the people, they would feel that rectifying the officials is a good thing, and there is nothing to stop them. Those who stop them are the courtiers and thieves.

But at this moment...

Not long after waiting, I saw Hu Yi hurriedly returning.

"Your Majesty doesn't know."

Without waiting for them to ask questions, Hu Zhuo gave out the news that made everyone feel palpitations.

"East Factory is domineering! How dare you take Yan Dajian without telling your Majesty."

He smiled bitterly: "This official never knew what was wrong with Yan Dajian, Dongchang..."

Dongchang is looking for death!

Yang Rong looked at Fang Xing and said, "Xing He Bo, I am afraid that the East Factory will be cleaned."

Acting without permission, do you think you are Ji Gang!

An Lun is dead!

But Fang Xing was stunned.

Du Qian frowned and said: "Xing He Bo..."

Fang Xing shook his head fiercely, and then started to run out.

He ran fast, as if he was going to save people.

"Xing He Bo!"

Fang Xing ran all the way to the East Factory. When he ran to the East Factory and saw more than a dozen sergeants standing outside the door, his heart fell continuously.

"Ben will go in."

He said breathlessly.

The sergeant guarding the gate did not stop, they gave way.

Fang Xing walked into the door, leaned on his thigh, bent over and panted there, looking for...

There were sergeants standing along the road, looking vigilant, as if an enemy army had invaded the East Factory.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, there were rapid footsteps coming from behind.

Fang Xing turned his head and saw that Shenyang had come with a group of Jinyiwei ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and smiled strongly, "What does your Majesty mean?"

Shenyang was cold, but when he saw Fang Xing, he walked over to support him, and then whispered: "You should know."

Fang Xing gasped and said, "Yes! I just don't know why he wants..."

Jin Yiwei's people stopped not far away, and Shenyang said: "He has already sent people to stare at Yan Chunhui in Fujian, and the people in Dongchang are also staring at Yan Dajian..."

Fang Xing's breath became smoother, and he walked forward slowly, his steps a little heavy.

"This is not domineering."

He shook his head and said, "I know more or less about An Lun's temperament, he is not the one who waits for domineering."

Shen Yang gave a hum, still helping him to walk in.

Fang Xing was thinking of An Lun in Jinling.

He was an **** who liked to go to camp, but he did things neatly and very cooperatively.

After An Lun returned to Beijing to serve as the **** of the East Factory, the two became strangers.

But after all, there was Jinling's friendship, so Fang Xing always left some leeway for An Lun.

However, it was later confirmed that An Lun Leng was just a deliberate alienation from the other side, not his original intention, which made Fang Xing feel guilty.

"I don't like what I owe people."

Fang Xing had already seen the impenetrable torture room surrounded by sergeants, and then gently broke free from Shenyang's support.

He walked slowly over.

Ye Luoxue greeted him and said, "Xing He Bo, inside are An Lun and Yan Dajian."

Fang Xing asked, "Yan Dajian is still alive?"

Ye Luoxue nodded: "An Lun is torturing him."

Fang Xing was taken aback, and then smiled bitterly.

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