"This is your mining area?" Yunzheng was a little shocked.
Yun Zang bowed and said respectfully: "Young Marshal is wise, this is the main body of our Xuanhua Coal Mine."
Everyone can see that there is a mining area in front of us, but if others ask, Mr. Yun will naturally ask "Are you blind?" But since the young marshal asked this, he is naturally wise.
Yunzheng ignored his flattery, but took a deep breath, with gloomy eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Is this the condition in which the miners work? Why don't they even wear helmets when they go down the mine? Moreover,
They actually went into the mine with torches?!"
Yunzang was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Young Marshal, these miners...their wages for a year's work are not enough for a helmet. Let them wear helmets. If they are damaged, the price..."
Yun Zheng's anger suddenly rose. This was the first time that he got angry within the Yun Family Army or within the family. However, he did not become furious, but his tone was as cold as ice: "You mean,
Isn’t a miner’s life worthy of a helmet?”
Yun Zang's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't take back the words he had spoken, so he had to bite the bullet and explain: "These miners are not all military households of our family, most of them are Han Chinese from Liao who fled south.
Son, these people were bullied in the Liao Kingdom and could no longer survive, so they had to flee south to the north. We took them in and gave them enough food to eat and clothes to wear. They were already extremely grateful! Our Yun family army
An iron helmet is worth five or six taels of silver each. If it is given to these people, who knows if they will run away with the helmet? As for their lives... their lives were originally saved by us. If there is any accident, then it will be
It’s not our fault, we only blame them for their bad luck.”
"These are not pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, they are people! They are living human lives!" Yun Zheng suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and tried his best to lower his voice so as not to look too angry: "Let's go
,Take me to see the miners’ canteen”
Yunzang quickly agreed, feeling uneasy in his heart. He didn't know what was going on with the young marshal's anger flashing and then disappearing. He vaguely felt that this time the young marshal's coming here might cause him some bad trouble.
Yun Zheng followed Yun Zang and walked to the "canteen" to see what kind of bullshit canteen it was. It was not even as good as his stable, which could also provide shelter from wind and rain. The canteen was just a straw shed, and it was also in tatters.
When he came here just now, Yun Zheng asked about the number of miners in the mining area here, and he replied that there were four or five thousand, but the exact number was not accurate. It is conceivable that these four or five thousand people surrounded such a small "canteen".
After receiving the food, he squatted down in a pimple outside and ate it. No one else paid attention to it. As for why Yunzang had no accurate estimate of the total number of miners, Yunzheng hadn't thought that much before, but now he has a clear mind.
: Miners must often die in accidents, and the Liaodi Han'er who fled from the north to the south were pulled into the mining area on the spot. They came in and out too frequently, so the mining area was not accurate.
Yunzheng looked at the shed expressionlessly. He had just refused the lunch and went directly to the mining area. It was lunch time in the mining area, and the miners were lining up in long columns waiting to receive their food. Most of these miners were sallow and thin.
His body was a little stooped, and his eyes were lifeless. Occasionally, when he looked at Yun Zheng, he would feel a hint of envy, but more of it was numbness and panic. Sometimes Yun Zheng's eyes slightly met those of the miners, and they quickly lowered their heads.
He raised his head and did not dare to look at Yunzheng. What was contained in his eyes was not admiration, but deep fear.
Yunzheng sighed again in his heart
Suddenly, he frowned, pointed at the miners who had received "lunch" and asked Yunzang: "What's going on? Those people's lunch is just half a steamed bun?"
Yunzang glanced at it and whispered: "Young Marshal Mingjian, these people have just fled south from the Liao Kingdom. They have stayed in that barbarian land for too long and have become violent. Now that they have arrived in northern Xinjiang, first of all
We need to temper their tempers and let them know how powerful Northern Xinjiang is and not dare to resist, so that it will be easier for them to use it in the future."
Yunzheng didn't say much and asked: "What do ordinary miners eat?"
Yun Zang said: "These people eat half a steamed bun today, and the average miner should be one."
Yun Zheng said oh, didn't say much, but walked towards the place where the steamed buns were distributed.
Yunzang was shocked, and quickly stepped forward to stop him, and hurriedly explained: "Young Marshal, Young Marshal, don't go there."
Yun Zheng's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife: "You dare to stop me?"
Yun Zang trembled with fright and hurriedly stepped aside, but still stretched out a hand to stop him, and explained with sweat on his head: "Young Marshal, then... those people are wild and untamed, and I am afraid that they will disturb the Young Marshal.
…”
"It's a joke, several miners can disturb me, so I, the young commander, don't have to do anything," Yun Zheng said coldly.
"Ah this... this, it's too dirty over there. The young commander has a noble status, how can he stand with those low-level people?"
"Get out of the way" Yunzheng looked at him coldly
Yun Zang was unwilling, but he really didn't have the courage to continue to stop Yun Zheng, so he reluctantly got out of the way. Yunzheng walked over expressionlessly. The person who was handing out steamed buns over there didn't know what was going on, and looked at the person walking towards him.
When Yunzheng came, he was confused: Who is this person? He must be not an ordinary person with such a graceful manner. Could it be that a certain young master from the clan is here? Hey, behind him... is the mine supervisor!
"I've seen the mine supervisor, I've seen... uh, I've seen the young master." The seventy-eight steamed buns looked pretty good, and they quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
Before Yun Zheng could say anything, Yun Zang had already shouted angrily: "Asshole! Open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is the young marshal, not some young master!"
Yunzang's majesty was no joke. The group of people were so frightened that their bodies were shaking and they kowtowed repeatedly: "Young Marshal is so powerful. Young Marshal, please spare my life. I am too young to see Taishan. Young Marshal, please spare your life..."
Seeing this, Yun Zheng became even more unhappy with Yun Zang, and said softly: "Get up, you don't know me, but you still know how to say hello, that's great, no one blames you."
When those people heard this, they thought they heard it wrong. They were all stunned and looked up at Yunzheng stupidly. There seemed to be a few big words written in their eyes: "Are you serious?"
When Yunzang saw it, he became even more angry: "Are you deaf? The young commander is so powerful that he doesn't care about your sins. If you don't thank you quickly, you still want to ask for rewards!"
Yunzheng frowned again, but said nothing. After hearing what Yunzang said, those people were overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, Marshal, thank you to the mine supervisor..."
Yun Zheng ignored them, walked behind the counter where they were serving steamed buns, sniffed, frowned and said, "Why does it smell sour?"
Several cooks looked at each other, looked at Yunzang, and hesitated to speak. Yun Zheng looked at Yunzang, the cold look in his eyes was unmistakable.
Yun Zang cursed several servants in his heart for being ignorant. The young marshal asked you, "Why the hell are you looking at me? If you don't answer but look at me, aren't you telling the young marshal that his face is not as big as mine?"
**My mother’s idiots...
"Young Marshal asked questions, why are you hesitating? Why don't you tell them quickly!" Yunzang gave them a fierce look.
As soon as Yunzang said these words, several cooks became a little bolder. One of them seemed to be the leader. He hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "Well, when I return to the young marshal, the main reason is... mainly because the flour is not good."
"Why is the flour bad?" Yunzheng frowned and waved behind him. Zhao Wenchang immediately came over. Yunzheng asked: "Wuzhou Xuanhua Coal Mine, is there anything wrong with the flour transferred this month?"
Zhao Wenchang bowed and said: "Young Marshal Mingjian, according to records, at the end of July, the Marshal's Mansion issued the grain and grass supplies for this mining area for August, including 120,546 kilograms of flour. The flour was newly milled this year.
It didn’t rain all the way here, so there is no possibility of mold.”
Yunzheng turned his head and asked Yunzang: "Mine Superintendent, are Mr. Zhao's data accurate?"
"This...probably, uh...maybe" Yunzang hesitated.
Yun Zheng frowned: "What do you mean it's probably possible? Is it yes or no? You are the mine supervisor. Don't you know how much supplies the commander's office has brought to you here?"
Yunzang was sweating on the back of his head and said with an apologetic smile: "The supplies shipped this time were personally delivered by Wang Deguang's accountant. Wang's accountant has kept the accounts for a long time and there are no mistakes or omissions. So I just made a slight note, and it's vaguely like this
number……"
Yun Zheng turned around and asked Zhao Wenchang: "Who is Wang Deguang? How is he?"
Zhao Wenchang's face suddenly looked a little strange.
Yun Zheng asked curiously: "Why, is there anything you can't say?"
Zhao Wenchang coughed dryly and lowered his voice: "It's the accountant of Wang Deguang who bumped into Mrs. He last time."
Yun Zheng was startled, and then his face turned cold: "It turns out to be him."
His expression turned cold not because this person had hurt his mood so he wanted to retaliate. To be honest, Wang Deguang was not worthy of Yun Zheng's revenge. If Yun Zheng really wanted to embarrass him, he would have no way to survive.
, but as Yunzheng, how could he have the heart to care about so many things with such a person? The main reason why he looked cold was because he had a suspicion in his heart that his elder brother had been in charge of internal affairs for several years.
Almost all the money, food and grass passed through his hands, but the actual work was done by his subordinates. Judging from today's situation, Yun Zang didn't even check the things Wang Deguang sent - he said
The so-called 'slightly clicked' is definitely a fart - the reason why such a situation can occur is that either Wang Deguang's accounts are clear and there has never been any mistakes, or... there is something inside.
Yunzheng looked at Yunzang twice, until Yunzang's back felt cold, and cold sweat kept breaking out. The sweat on his face flowed to his chin, and dripped down from his chin, making Yunzang's face all over.
His face was itchy and uncomfortable, but Yun Zheng looked at him like this, and he didn't dare to move, so he could only look at Yun Zheng with an apologetic smile, but that smile was really ugly.
Yun Zheng suddenly smiled faintly: "Accountant Wang is an old accountant that my eldest brother has always trusted. Since it was sent by Accountant Wang, there must be nothing wrong with it."
Yunzang's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed
--------------------In the evening, I discussed with a group of buddies from the military history writers group from the differences in strategies between the East and the West in ancient times to the Qin Dynasty.
If the army didn't work, then Xiang Yu and Liu Bang would succeed. Almost two hours were wasted, and then around 10 o'clock, several enthusiastic book friends from the "Yanyunwei" book club came up with another idea for me.
I received a lot of useful suggestions and pertinent opinions, so the time came to 11 o'clock... At this time, I just wrote one thousand and five thousand, so I will post the three thousand now, and I promise to keep updating today, the 27th.
Then, if you have time, you can wait a moment, because I will work overtime and code, and there will be another chapter uploaded in the early morning. I can’t guarantee that the number of words will be too many, but it will be at least three thousand.
Once again, I would like to express my gratitude to the book friends who gave me their opinions and suggestions. Thank you for your support in allowing me to write to this day. I will continue to work hard and never finish it.
