Many thoughts in the old man's mind seemed to be aroused, and he held the tea bowl and said to himself:

"The boss went to serve as a soldier for a year. Although he was only a hundred miles away from home, he came back only once a year. It was really missed.

And the middle child in the family has arranged a marriage for him, and he will get a wife by the end of the year, who is from the same village.

The second brother has already decided to get married by the end of the year and join the army in the spring next year. He said that he could not let the eldest brother deal with the barbarians alone in the front, and he was going to help.

When the boss and the second child are gone, only the third child will be with us, alas~"

Chen Yue was silent and said softly:

"In these years of war and chaos, people are dying. Don't worry, old man. They will all go home after the war."

"Harm, it's okay."

The old man stretched out his calloused right hand to wipe the corners of his eyes and said with a smile:

"There is nothing to worry about. We are content to live like this. If we stay in our hometown, we will either starve to death or be captured and made into young men."

I heard a letter from my family saying that in order to suppress the rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River, many young people in the village were drafted into the army. Those who didn't go were often beaten with sticks and scolded. Who knows if they can come back alive.

Having said that, we can rest assured that our son will be handed over to the famous King Liang.

There is no village in the surrounding ten miles and eight townships that does not have dozens of young people in the military. No one is afraid, so what should we be afraid of?"

The old man spoke more and more energetically, and the sadness on his face just now disappeared, as if he was talking about something he was proud of again.

The words came out of the old man's mouth and fell into Chen Yue's ears, making Chen Yue filled with emotions.

The Liang Army boasts 300,000 cavalry, but behind the clanging armor are ordinary families, with many parents, wives and children waiting eagerly for them.

"The younger generation admires this old man for having such a big heart!" Chen Yue gave a thumbs up sincerely.

The old man waved his hand casually and said:

"Young Master is joking, we are just a farmer, we don't know anything about the truth, we only believe in a dead principle.

If anyone wants to bully us, we must not bow our heads. If a barbarian wants to come in and steal our food and destroy our fields, we will fight him! We are not afraid!

Let's kill anyone who comes, and let them leave the good grassland alone and come to disturb our good life.

So when the eldest son went to serve as a soldier, we told him not to disgrace the Liang army on the battlefield, and that he would not be afraid of dying on the battlefield. Dad could still cultivate a few acres of land to feed the family. But if he becomes a deserter, he will be looked down upon in the village for the rest of his life.

Don’t start.”

The old man's voice continued to rise, and the clenched dry palms showed the old man's anger towards Yan Bing.

Chen Yue smiled and nodded: "If you have a son in the army, it must be a good thing. Liang Jun has a very good reputation here."

"No, not only can you walk straight in the village, but the government will also come to give you some festive gifts during the holidays, which is very considerate." The old man was very proud, with a smile on his face.

The two chatted and laughed, and in the blink of an eye it was time for dinner. The old man's third son came over carrying a small bamboo basket.

The third son is not very old, he is estimated to be around 18 or 19 years old. It seems that he has come to his old age, and the old man dotes on this younger son the most.

"Sir, we don't have much to offer, why don't we sit down and have something together?" The old man invited Chen Yue with a smile.

"That's right, the young master can deal with a few casualties." The sturdy son was also very enthusiastic, and his father had already introduced him.

"Okay, then you're welcome." Chenyue waved towards Xu Luo and shouted: "Send some cakes!"

Xu Luo quickly trotted over and delivered four or five large pieces of naan bread.

The meal brought by the old man's third son was only enough for three people. If Chenyue joined in, they would be half full at most.

"Come, let's eat together, haha." Chenyue smiled and placed the naan cakes in front of several people.

The second child who had just put down his sickle quickly waved his hand and said:

"That's too polite. Although we don't have money, a full meal can definitely satisfy the young master."

"Hey, they are all from Beiliang, so let's stop pushing them around and eat!" Chen Yue said happily.

"Yes, listen to the young master and eat!"

"Hahaha~"

Several people laughed at the same time.

Several people were chatting while eating. Chen Yue did not explain his identity, and no one asked. Anyway, judging from the followers standing in the distance, Chen Yue's identity must be unusual.

After eating the meal, Chen Yue finally understood the situation of his family. The eldest son responded to the government's call to join the army last year, while the second son was jealous and wanted to serve on the battlefield.

But the old man was afraid that both his sons would die on the front line, and secretly hoped that the second son would leave a legacy for the family before joining the army, so they agreed to get married.

Of course, this was a family matter, and Chenyue didn't say anything.

After eating, the family of three went to work in the fields with their farm tools on their shoulders, leaving Chenyue alone on the ridge of the field looking around.

The farmers who had just filled their stomachs seemed to have endless energy and started working much faster than before lunch.

Chenyue knew that these people were the pillars of the family, so how could they not be the pillars of Beiliang in the future?

"Your Majesty."

Xu Luo walked quietly behind Chen Yue and whispered: "Chief Yu and General Xue are here, waiting for you three miles away."

"Okay, let's go~"

…

On a mound, Chenyue, Yu Yanbai, and Xue Meng stopped and stood, while Zhu Tianhe stayed in Shuofeng City to guard against a sneak attack by the Yan army.

This mound has an excellent view, and the farmland where Chen Yue was just now can be clearly seen.

There is gold everywhere, and the laughter of farmers, and the autumn wind is filled with the smell of harvest.

"This year's harvest looks good. We should have a lot of military rations, right?" Chen Yue asked happily.

Shuozhou collects grain from the people in three main ways:

First: The taxes that ordinary people should pay originally can be reduced or exempted in the first year when refugees come to open up wasteland, but they need to be paid in the subsequent years.

Second: Opening up wasteland and farming requires good seeds and farm tools. The family also needs to eat and find a place to live, right? This is supported by the government in the early stage, but you can rent it. You will pay rent to the government after the grain in the fields is harvested.

Just fine.

Third: The government directly uses money to buy excess food from people’s homes.

Yu Yanbai said methodically: "Judging from the numbers compiled by officials in various counties, this year is undoubtedly a good year.

The grain handed over by the people in each county will be loaded onto trucks one after another, some of it will be transported to the Shuofeng front line, and some of it will be sent directly to Liangzhou."

"It's up to you to worry more about these things. Anyway, in one sentence, the military rations on the front line cannot be lacking." Chen Yue said softly.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty~"

Yu Yanbai is no longer the newborn calf who just left the Imperial College. Now he is an experienced and experienced third-grade Shuozhou governor. Even Song Zhilu marveled at the ability he displayed.

Xue Meng interjected: "The Zuo Cavalry Army has deployed 10,000 soldiers and horses to help the people collect food and then escort them to the front line."

"The arrangements are very good." Chenyue looked at Xue Meng and smiled: "You must have been holding back enough this year."

Xue Meng curled his lips helplessly. Krecha outside Shuofeng City remained motionless, completely explaining what it meant to be unable to move.

"Just wait, your left cavalry army will move sooner or later, and then the decisive battle will begin."

Chen Yue's fluttering words made Xue Meng's eyes sparkle. Could it be that Chen Yue was already planning a war in his heart?
Chapter completed!