Lu County.

Early in the morning, Zhao Yun got up, without washing, and took a walk in the courtyard with his hair down.

The courtyard is deep, with blooming flowers, dense trees, and quiet green grass.

Zhao Yun's eyes were deep and he walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Two maids stood on one side, with their hands tied.

The steward came in a hurry.

"Alang, our land was watered last night."

Zhao Yun nodded, "That's good."

The steward said: "Some fools wanted to grab water, but our people injured more than ten people."

Zhao Yun said calmly: "Throw it away to the county."

"We've already gone. A small official from the county was squatting in our field last night. He was drunk and chased those fools on horseback. He said he would lead people to investigate today."

"Um!"

Naturally, some subordinate officials were not in Zhao Yun's eyes.

"By the way, Alang, those refugees from the north have gone to Tao County."

"Do you have any explanation?"

Zhao Yun stopped.

"People from Tao County say they have food there, so just go!"

"Hey!" Zhao Yun exclaimed, "This is asking for trouble. How could Yang Xuan be so unwise?"

The steward said: "He has a bad reputation now. The villain thinks he is trying to turn himself around by recruiting refugees!"

"Reputation?" Zhao Yun said leisurely: "What good reputation can a traitor who was born as an Orion have?"

The Zhao family is naturally different. Ever since their ancestor was called Zhao Zi, the Zhao family has become the top family in Northern Xinjiang.

Although they have always been feared by those in power and unable to serve in official positions, many scholars are considered to be Zhao's disciples. Passed down for thousands of years, Zhao's influence is extraordinary.

In terms of reputation, the Zhao family's reputation is even louder than that of the current Li and Tang royal family.

The steward smiled and said: "No. The little person is wondering if this is Yang Gou making some mystery, and he has already asked people to find out."

Zhao Yun said: "What kind of mystery can he make? At this time, the only important thing is food.

You can survive with food, but without food...

Those powerful people are watching him. Whenever the refugees starve to death because of lack of food, the world will immediately say that he took in the refugees without authorization and starved to death for the sake of his own reputation.

People say it’s awesome!”

"Taoxian County has been purchasing grain this year."

"It's not enough." Zhao Yun said calmly: "Those powerful people have considered it, it's not enough."

"Then Yang Xuan still dares to take in the refugees?"

"He started, but couldn't stop it." Zhao Yun stood with his hands behind his back. "Once he is in crisis... When a warrior is in crisis, the first thing he does is to get someone to operate on him. If he runs out of food, how will he find a way out?

?”

The steward saw that he was deep in thought and did not dare to interrupt his train of thought.

After a long while, Zhao Yun raised his head and said, "This person is decisive in his actions. If he really gets to that point, he will definitely look for food."

"But Northern Xinjiang is gone!" The steward felt that this was a dead end.

"Who said it's gone?" Zhao Yun said: "The granaries in the homes of those powerful people are full of grain. Some of them have no place to put them, so they are thrown outside. If he gets jealous, those powerful people will be in danger!"

Zhao Yun turned around, "This man is decisive in killing, but my family can't give him an excuse.

You go to the county hall immediately, take out the injured people, entertain them with good wine and food, and invite doctors to take care of them.

He said that this was done by the people below.

By the way, throw out two more servants and give them heavy responsibilities in front of them, remember, in front of others!"

"yes."

"etc."

Zhao Yun stopped the steward and thought for a while, "My family will set up a porridge point in the city every day. Remember, you have to go and keep an eye on it yourself. You are not allowed to use moldy food to trick people in the lake."

"yes."

The manager takes two steps and stops talking.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yun frowned.

The steward asked: "Alang, do you have anything else to explain?"

"Go quickly!"

Zhao Yun was a little annoyed.

Mrs. Zhao is serving porridge.

The people of Lu County immediately praised him.

A man stood on the side, watching coldly. Later, he appeared in a house in the city, where a man was waiting.

"Go and report to the commander. Zhao first beat up the farmers who were fighting for water. Then he greeted them with wine and food, and even punished a few servants. Then he gave them porridge."

When the news was quickly delivered to Taoxian County, the refugees outside Taoxian County had already changed.

"Zhao?"

He Lianyan received the news and thought for a moment, "First, did the officials of Chalu County give preferential treatment to the Zhao family, otherwise why would the people grab water? Second, pay attention to which powerful people colluded with the Zhao family, but just remember not to interfere.

"

"yes."

He Lianyan went out and asked a clerk, "Where is Mr. Lang?"

The clerk lowered his head and said, "The deputy envoy is in the lobby."

He Lianyan arrived in the lobby and Yang Xuan was talking to Liu Qing and Song Zhen.

"There are more and more refugees, how many more do you want to take in?" Liu Qing felt a little bit pained in his head.

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said, "Take as much as you can."

Liu Qing said angrily: "This is a corner of Northern Xinjiang!"

"There is no land, but there is still over there." Yang Xuan pointed to the north.

"You...you want to make me angry to death?" Old Liu looked like he was about to get angry.

Yang Xuan didn't dare to anger him to death, so he said with a smile, "You will have to work hard for me for at least another thirty years, no, forty years."

Liu Qing laughed angrily, "This is your sincerity, just be a bull and a horse."

Song Zhen laughed and said, "It's something that comes from the bottom of my heart."

Yang Xuan said: "I am only one person. Even if I am full of skills, I still don't have three heads and six arms. A good man has three gangs, and it is difficult for a good man to defeat four...

Don't worry, I can provide food. Even if there are some difficulties at the moment, as long as we get through it, these refugees will be able to open up a large field this year.

When the harvest comes next year, the situation in the entire northern Xinjiang will change!"

"No taxes will be collected for three years." Song Zhen said with a smile.

"Buy it from their hands with money."

"Don't you feel bad about spending so much money to buy grain that could be harvested for free?" Song Zhen asked.

"I don't feel bad." Yang Xuan said: "Money in the treasury is just a pile of dead things. When the people get it, they will buy daily necessities, such as salt, cloth, food, clothing, housing and transportation. They have to buy everything.

These are an increased amount of money, and all walks of life in Northern Xinjiang will benefit from this.

The workshops will make more money, they will expand, they will recruit more craftsmen... and there will be more and more craftsmen.

When I give the order, everyone, the entire Northern Xinjiang can mobilize a power that will shock the world!"

Song Zhen covered his forehead, "I was a little confused after hearing this."

"Then let me make it simple." Yang Xuan reached out and dipped some tea in the water cup, and drew a round object on the table, "This is a Hu cake, originally it was only enough for five people."

He drew another bigger one besides the 'Hu Cake'.

"What I am doing now is to make this cake bigger so that more people can eat well and eat well." Yang Xuan clapped his hands.

"I somewhat understand what you are talking about, that is to say, the benefits of Northern Xinjiang can be enjoyed by more people, which means that it will benefit most classes." Song Zhen raised his head and gave Yang Xuan a searching look.

These old ghosts are so smart that they scare Yang Xuan... He nodded, "Yes, if the development of Northern Xinjiang cannot benefit most people, then who will support Taoxian County?"

Liu Qing stroked his beard, "For the outside world..."

The old man is indeed the prime minister I like... Yang Xuan almost burst into tears, "For the outside world, there must be gains, and those gains must benefit the people of Northern Xinjiang in a solid way."

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said, "During the Chen Kingdom, many emperors raised armies out of anger. For the sake of dignity and face, that's okay.

But what can you bring by sending troops? If it can only bring endless disasters without any benefit, then sending troops is ridiculous."

"Are you saying that it was a mistake to send troops?" Song Zhen was the former Minister of War, so he could compete with Yang Xuan in this regard.

Yang Xuan shook his head, "No, that's right. It's right to send troops for dignity, but the mistake lies in the government's plan. It's not for the purpose of gaining benefits, but only to seriously injure the opponent...

Why not claim compensation? Why not occupy the land that was taken down?

Those prisoners can go to build roads and do hard labor.
To be continued...