Yang He just wasn't upset and fainted without getting up in one breath.

At this time, he was lying on the bed and didn't dare to open his eyes. People like him who are always clear-headed will care more about their faces when they get older.

You must not be corrupted in your later years, and all your efforts in your lifetime will be over.

He Jinchao didn't think about surrendering himself. Fortunately, when he was the governor of the Three-Border Ming Dynasty, he still wanted to surrender him!

The little old man Yang He felt extremely unbalanced.

Why didn't he recruit my husband when he congratulated Jinchao?

When He Jinchao learned from Li Qingli that Yang He had nothing to do, as long as he had not lost all his teeth, he was alive.

"Lord, you are humiliating him!" Ji Gui stood outside the room with his beard pinched, his face full of smiles.

"Have I humiliated him?" He Jinchao shrugged: "I just humiliated him because I told the truth?"

"Haha." Jigui laughed out loud, holding his stomach, "This is to humiliate him."

"Then I will humiliate Chongzhen every day. He is nothing!"

After He Jinchao finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Each one has no ability, but he still regards himself as noble and cannot accept the slightest truth.

The two of them laughed enough and continued to walk out.

"Lord, we saved Yang He and asked him to raise him in Taiyuan for several months. He is still looking forward to doing things for us. I'm not holding it back."

"They are loyal to the Ming Dynasty. I keep him to disgust Chongzhen, but I don't want to use him. Yang He didn't understand his own value. When the time is right, he will promote Yang He surrendered to us."

"clear."

Jigui laughed twice, and even Li Shuchu, whom he used to play, started running around the countryside.

He Jinchao paused and smiled, "I have a Sun Chuanting who is in Cao's camp and is in the Han Dynasty. How can I unite them?"

"When it comes to Sun Chuanting, how has he been doing recently?"

Jigui also kept asking people to stare at him: "I have been working honestly. In addition to having his niece watch him, I also contacted the other mayors."

"His niece?" He Jinchao raised his eyebrows slightly: "It should be the one who helped him pass the message. I will turn around and ask her to come and sit down."

"clear."

Hequ Ferry.

The student Song Yuanpu left the warm and smelly cabin. He staggered and stood on the shore with many people off the boat.

The cold wind blew, and he couldn't help but shivered.

This time, the hammered bandits went to Fugu County to recruit people, and they could help the elderly and children to Shanxi to seek survival.

The Ming Dynasty's official army did not dare to stop it. This place was previously ravaged by the thief leader Wang Jiayin because he was from Fugu County, and many people joined the rebels.

As a result, after the official army arrived, the local people who did not follow the thief did not have a good time. The official army thought that they all followed the thief.

When the three-sided governor Hong Chengchou pacified the bandits in Shaanxi, a large number of yamen runners went to the people to urge taxes.

As a student, a scholar, although he has the privilege of being exempted from labor service, he can even receive rice.

Linji is an important means of making a living for some students, but in Shaanxi, the government did not issue Linji to the students. After a few years of disaster, they said that they had already taken Linji to save the lives of the people.

Reducing the rations of students in the event of a famine will make the living conditions of some students extremely bad.

With a slight slight word, the top priority for senior officials in Shaanxi is to maintain stability and ensure that civil chaos will not break out again. After all, the students and others are not officials, but they have to be in the back.

Therefore, Song Yuanpu, who was almost starving to death, gritted his teeth and followed the Hammer Bandit directly.

Instead of being wrongly accused of following the thief, it is better to really follow the thief.

He had already drunk a bowl of hot porridge outside Fugu County. At this time, he arrived at the Hequ Ferry and was led into the yard by some people. The men and women were divided into two waves.

He knew that this was taking a bath, saying that he would avoid plague.

When he lifted the curtain, the heat was filled with air.

The soldiers beside him shouted loudly and asked him to take off his clothes quickly and put them aside if there were any valuable items.

Many people have no spare money, so what valuables can they have?

Fortunately, Song Yuanpu was a scholar, so he put the only book he copied himself here. Ten people helped each other and went straight to the bathhouse and scrubbed it.

When all these things were over, everyone took a towel and a blue dress, and a thick dress made of rough wool.

After Song Yuanpu put on his new clothes, he always felt much more comfortable all over.

Many people were laughing. They hadn't worn new clothes for many years. All the old clothes from the past were burned, but they had already become ragged anyway.

These beggars finally look like normal people.

Then ten families registered and took a ox cart and went slowly to Taiyuan. They heard that new houses had been prepared there and were waiting for their move-in.

And there are two paths for them to choose from next.

One way is to have a young and strong family join the hammer bandits to join the army to fight. After making meritorious contributions, they will immediately send their own land, houses, and various rewards, and also keep them and distribute them to their wives.

The second way is to plant land for ten years with the hammer bandits, and only after ten years are entitled to buy their own land at a low price.

Song Yuanpu had long kept these things in mind, but he was just a scholar. He said that he was powerless to humiliate him, but it was not much better.

He is not good at these two paths.

I just don’t know if there is any other way to go?

At least He Jinchao wants to manage such a large place, he must be an official.

He is a scholar after all. Even if he can't be an official, he can copy and write, and he can live as a minor official!

Here, he felt that it was not the style of a traitor at all!

It’s not that he has experienced Wang Jiayin’s rioter team, and he still has to observe carefully.

He Jinchao walked slowly and watched from a distance as many people were refreshed, so he began to settle in Taiyuan City.

"Master General." Ma Shou hurried over: "This is the list of this time, with a total of 1,832 people transported here in batches. Today is the last batch."

"Well, it's a good job." He Jinchao opened the roster and flipped through several times: "Haha, how many scholars are coming to join us?"

"Master, I have a few conversations with a scholar named Song Yuanpu. He said that if the government doesn't give him any rice, he won't be able to survive."

He Jinchao raised his eyebrows slightly. He remembered that Chongzhen issued an order to save money, and the policy of not giving scholars rice.

Is it now implemented?

Or maybe the local government had already begun to implement this policy for him before Chongzhen ordered it.

"Master, do you want to absorb these scholars into the ranks of minor officials?" Ji Gui shook his head and said, "I look down on me and them. They are really not good at farming!"

He Jinchao raised his eyebrows slightly, and there were always too few scholars like Yuan Chonghuan, Lu Xiangsheng, and Sun Chuanting who could slash people on horseback and dismount and manage the army.

"No, let's hang them for a few months first and pay back the money for the clothes. Don't think it's for them for nothing.

Let them feel our policies so that they will not have to be criticized in the future, but it will be a painstaking effort."
Chapter completed!