The leader of the tribe scratched his head, secretly thinking that he didn't know when Pingxiang's school would open, and he would have to find a way to send his son to study hard.
But I can't be bullied like this anymore.
In line with the principle of asking questions if you don't understand, the tribe leader turned around and spat out a strange tone mixed with some kind of gas:
"He Guanshi, what's written on this?"
Caught off guard, Guanshi He almost fainted to the ground due to the bad breath.
"What is written above is the situation of various pastures under the control of the Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion, as well as the estimation of wool production in September."
"If you can't calculate it yourself, I'll record some data later, which may give you some tips."
Although Zhang Xingyi, who was sitting at the top, didn't speak loudly, he immediately suppressed the buzzing sound below him.
But I saw her slightly raising her small chin, her petal-like cherry lips slightly opened, and the silver light of her teeth revealed from the gap between her lips:
"This wool matter can be regarded as a major matter in the palace of the Colonel Protecting Qiang, and it is also a major matter for everyone."
Seeing that the people below were all pricking up their ears and listening, Zhang Xingyi squinted slightly at an invisible angle and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be in a good mood:
"Anyone who has a share in the pasture can see how much wool they can get from the pasture."
"For those who have other connections, you can do the math after you go back. How many more people and how many more looms will you need? At least you should be prepared."
"Otherwise, if you add too much, it will be a waste of money and food. If you add too little, the wool will have to be piled up in the warehouse. If you are not careful, it will be troublesome if it goes bad."
When the workshop stewards heard this, their first reaction was: This Pixiu can actually spit out good things?
In the past few years, the guard Qiang school captain's house has eaten at his house and eaten at his house below.
Among the barbarian tribes and various workshops, which one has not been eaten by him?
Or the kind that just eats without vomiting.
Originally, the government was supposed to provide food to the Hu tribes, but later it was transferred to the workshops. Land taxes were collected for building a workshop, and agency fees were charged for hiring weavers...
He is simply a person who only eats and doesn’t eat!
Now that he has suddenly become so kind-hearted, it is really hard for people to react.
Fortunately, in recent years, due to the industry standards set by Nanxiang, Nanxiang arithmetic has become popular in Han Dynasty.
In addition, how many of them are easy to become stewards of Pingxiang Workshop?
At least the basics of arithmetic are there.
When they saw the share ratio written on it, they couldn't help but be a little shocked.
The manager of the Li family sat at the front and looked at it several times in disbelief before saying hesitantly:
"Ms. Zhang, this split... seems to be different from what was said at the beginning."
Hearing this, some people couldn't help but cursed in their hearts: What a piece of shit!
The share recorded in the book was actually half a percent more than originally agreed upon.
Regardless of whether it was a typo or someone from the principal's office remembered it incorrectly, they would never suffer a loss.
Although the people in Xiaowei Mansion may react later, what if?
If all the people in Xiaowei's Mansion are blind, wouldn't everyone make a lot of money if they really divide according to this?
This Li Gou actually reminded Secretary Zhang in person, which was a heinous crime!
This is like the teacher directly announcing that get out of class is over, and then someone reminds: "Teacher, you haven't assigned your homework yet!"
It makes people want to sew his mouth shut directly!
On the other hand, Zhang Xingyi, when he heard these words from the manager of the Li family, his expression did not change and he said with a smile:
"I know that half of this was given by the Lord because of everyone's hard work over the past two years."
And such good things?
Everyone's workshop manager suddenly widened his eyes.
Pixiu can actually pull out good things?
"You only need to report this matter to your family masters, and they will naturally know what is going on."
There were many people with mixed opinions, Zhang Xingyi did not explain too much, those who understood understood it naturally, and those who did not understand...
Who can be the manager of various workshops, who is not a human spirit released by the clan?
"Next, I have something else to tell you."
Everyone quickly pricked up their ears.
"According to the news coming from Jicheng, the Cao thieves in Guanzhong may have made some changes, and the captain's office is preparing for war."
"You are all decent people from Pingxiang City. If this news spreads later, I'm afraid you will have to work together to help appease the people."
"Otherwise, the sheep will be sheared next month, but we can't let the people panic and spoil the event."
Hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat.
Then he cursed in his heart in unison: "You are not the son of a man!"
I don't know if he is criticizing the school captain's house, or the Cao thieves in Guanzhong, or if it is both.
Sure enough, how can the things given by Pixiu be so easy to get?
"Ms. Zhang, please rest assured. After I go back, I will definitely restrain the people in the clan and let them herd the sheep properly. If anyone dares to run around, their whole family will become sheep slaves."
Just when the workshop manager was in a complicated mood, an impure Chinese accent sounded.
The tribe leaders who can sit here are all skilled workers who sell their tribesmen. To put it bluntly, they are Chairman Mao with black gold coins and black equipment.
The only ones left in the clan now are the former elders and nobles.
If anyone dares to mess around, their brains will be completely blackened, and the output of the pasture will be divided even more.
Zhang Xingyi nodded and said, "Are you Rida Muji? You are really loyal."
Ridamuji suddenly had a look of glory on his face: If this little lady can remember me, doesn’t it mean that Feng Junhou also remembers me?
The steward of the Li family took a look and quickly answered:
"Ms. Zhang, this military campaign will cost a lot of money and food. In order to defeat the thieves as soon as possible, our Li family is willing to donate some money and food to do our best."
The Li family has made more money in the past two years than in the past five years.
The Li family in Shu took advantage of the fact that Feng Junhou was not married and gave him Li Mu as a gift.
Now there is a mistress in the Feng Mansion, and the little lady Zhang in front of her is not a good person.
The Li family in Longxi wanted to get closer to Feng Junhou, so giving away a woman was not an option, as they might be thrown into a well.
Such an opportunity just happened to come before us, how could the Li family steward miss it?
If I can’t give a girl as a gift, why can’t I give money as a gift?
And it's still in the name of official business.
As expected, Zhang Xingyi said with a smile: "Guanshi Li is very interested. This money and food should be borrowed from the Qiang Protector School Lieutenant's Mansion. It will be repaid when the war is over."
When the manager of the Li family heard this, he was overjoyed and stood up quickly to salute:
"As long as the big man can kill the thieves as soon as possible, this mere amount of money and food is just a token of loyalty to the Li family."
vomit!
Seeing that the manager of the Li family was so old that he was still so servile and flattering to a little lady, it really made many people present feel their stomachs churn.
"The state owns military affairs, how can the He family fall behind the Li family?"
But the steward of the He family stood up with an upright face, "The He family is also willing to donate money and food to help quell the thieves."
Seeing the two dogs competing to show their loyalty, many people's faces twitched.
There were a few sober people among them, but when they thought of the extra half of wool in the book, they suddenly became excited:
"Mrs. Zhang, our Zeng family's determination to eliminate thieves is no less than that of others!"
Zhang Xingyi's big bright black eyes are like two pools of clear spring water, with a rippling smile.
She patted her jade palm lightly to suppress everyone's voices:
"I know you are loyal and loyal. If you are interested, just wait until the meeting is over and go to the next door. There is a scribe there who will write down the money and food you borrowed in detail."
"As soon as the war is over, the captain's office will repay the debt and will never default on it."
"What are you talking about, Miss Zhang? We are helping the Han to eliminate thieves. This is a donation, not a loan."
"That's right, that's right..."
Zhang Xingyi stood up, gave them a little blessing to express his gratitude, and then left under the protection of the maid with a knife.
As soon as everyone in the captain's mansion left, someone rushed out on the spot.
Some people rushed to the next door, while others rushed out of the school captain's house.
Those who can become workshop managers are basically the most trustworthy people in each family.
In their position, the power is not too small, but they are still in charge of some things and do not have the power to make decisions on the spot.
"Quickly, quickly, go to Langjun's house in the south of the city!"
After leaving the captain's mansion, I turned around to find the person who could make the decision. Suddenly, the streets were filled with chaos.
Zhang Xingyi turned through the first gate, instead of going to the Secretariat, but continued through the second gate and entered the backyard.
As soon as no one outside could see her, she immediately picked up her skirt and ran all the way. How could she still look as steady as she did in the meeting hall?
"Sister, sister!"
Guan Ji was sitting in a big room, drawing on the map with a pen.
Next to the large table with the map spread out, there is also a large sand table.
Centered on the miniature Longshan Mountain, it runs from the Weishui River in the south to Chencang Road, then to Guanlong Avenue, and finally to Huating Road in the north.
There are five or six roads, large and small, and the most critical strongholds, such as Linwei, Lueyang, Jieting, Longguan, etc., are all clearly marked.
Even the terrain has been restored as much as possible.
It can be seen that this extremely fine sand table took a lot of time, manpower and material resources to make.
When Guan Ji heard Zhang Xingyi's cry, she didn't look back, but just warned: "Keep it down, Shuangshuang and Ah Chong have just fallen asleep."
Hearing this, Zhang Xingyi looked at the inner room separated by a screen, stuck out his tongue, then stood on tiptoes and walked softly to Guan Ji:
"Sister, it's done."
Although Zhang Xingyi's words were a bit confusing, Guan Ji understood them.
She finally put down the charcoal pen in her hand, turned around, and raised her eyebrows:
"It's done so quickly?"
Zhang Xingyi nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face as if he was asking for credit:
"Although we haven't calculated the statistics yet, looking at the looks on those people's faces, I think we can collect a lot of money and food in the future."
After hearing this, Guan Ji breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on her face:
"Very good!"
Then he said to Zhang Xingyi, "Fortunately, I have you in this house, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do about the food issue."
Although the Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion has been on the right track in the past two years, the food reserves are still weak after all.
After all, there was a severe drought at the beginning, then they tried to win over the Qiang and Hu, and finally they marched into Longxi. The battle for Jincheng was never stable for a year.
The money and food were scattered like water.
That is to say, Alang has built a solid foundation over the years to be able to support the palace of Protecting the Qiang Colonel.
If it were anyone else, how could he be so capable?
After conquering Jincheng, I originally thought I would be more stable this year, but I didn't expect to encounter this problem again.
It's August now, and the food hasn't been fully stocked yet. If we really want to start another war, this food is the first priority.
Without food, the army cannot move.
What's more, compared to a well-prepared battle such as the recapture of Longxi Jincheng, this time we faced hundreds of thousands to two hundred thousand Cao thieves in Guanzhong.
Moreover, the march is a long way, and we have to climb mountains. If there is really going to be a fight, the food preparations for the Qiang Colonel's Mansion will definitely not be enough.
Who knows what the fight will look like?
Unfortunately, Feng Yong was not around at this time, so Guan Ji was not inferior to others in handling military affairs.
But when it comes to such difficult government affairs, they are a little helpless.
Now that I heard that Zhang Xingyi had solved some of the food problems, naturally he was not hesitant to praise him.
Zhang Xingyi chuckled: "I am the secretary of the Qiang Colonel's Mansion. This kind of thing is my duty."
Guan Ji rubbed her head as a sign of praise.
Zhang Xingyi pouted in protest and leaned over to look at the map, "Sister, are you studying military affairs?"
Guan Ji nodded, picked up the pen again, and drew across Yacheng, Chencang, Qixian, and even Yuezhi City, Chang'an, etc. on the east side of Longshan.
Finally, he pointed to Anding County and said thoughtfully: "The movements of Cao's thieves are unknown. I'm wondering whether they want to attack Hanzhong or Longshan."
Zhang Xingyi looked at the symbols marked by Guan Ji on the map and blinked, trying hard to understand what they meant.
In the end, I gave up and turned to the sand table.
"Didn't you say that Cao Cao wanted to attack Hanzhong?"
Guan Ji shook her head: "It's just a possibility. It's not confirmed yet. We have to wait for news from Hanzhong."
"And even if they want to attack Hanzhong, they will definitely increase their troops on the Longshan side to prevent Longyou from diving into Guanzhong."
"What's more," Guan Ji looked at the map, and the pen in her hand unconsciously scratched around the various cities in the east of Longshan, with a gleam in her eyes.
"If Cao Cao really wants to attack Hanzhong with all his strength, we may not have a chance to test An Ding."
Zhang Xingyi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, "Sister, do you want to attack Anding County?"
"It is too difficult to travel from the Weishui River to Chencang, and the maximum number of soldiers is only five thousand. And from Guanlong Avenue to Qixian County, it is a place heavily defended by Cao Cao's thieves."
"Only Xiaoguan can go south as well as west, which is the most convenient. What's more, Anding County is located above Chang'an, so you can go down by the river, and Chang'an can be reached below Anding."
As Guan Ji spoke, her eyes fell on Xiao Guan involuntarily:
"Even if it is difficult to get to Qian County in the south, Yuezhi City may not have no chance. After all, Yang Tiao was the most familiar with Yuezhi City."
"Xiaoguan and Yuezhi City echo each other. If Yuezhi City had not been lost, the Cao thieves would have had at least 30,000 to 50,000 troops stationed in Anding. It's just a pity..."
At that time, Yang Tiao used the name of the Han Dynasty to threaten the thieves' self-respect and was unwilling to let Zhao Guang send troops into the city.
However, his ragtag group was attacked by Cao's thieves at night, Yuezhi City was lost, and Xiao Guan lost his power.
While listening to Guan Ji's analysis, Zhang Xingyi lay on the sand table and searched for a long time before finding Yuezhi City. She fell into deep thought and said for a long time:
"Sister, this Yuezhi City was originally set aside by the Han Dynasty for the Hu people to live in. To the north is the place where the Hu people live in the desert."
"In the past two years, I heard that the reputation of brother Zhang family has spread over there. If we send someone over to persuade them to respond in the north, do you think it will be effective?"
Guan Ji looked at the terrain and shook her head:
"Coming from the north, we have to climb mountains and cross rivers. I'm afraid it will be difficult. Besides, even if Alang's reputation has spread over there, how can the barbarians there not be obedient if they don't get any benefits?"
As to why the Longyou Hu people were so tame, Guan Ji naturally felt like a mirror.
That is based on letting them get benefits, or at least see hope.
The desert to the north of Yuezhi City is really too far away from Longyou.
But when it comes to matters in the military, even ten Zhang Xingyi cannot defeat Guan Ji.
But when it comes to political intrigue, even the ten Guan Jis cannot be compared to Zhang Xingyi.
I saw Secretary Zhang rolling his eyes, "I heard that in the past two years, someone has explored the way to the north. If it can bring some benefits to those families, I may not be able to give it a try."
"Um?"
When Guan Ji heard this, she looked at Zhang Xingyi.
Zhang Xingyi narrowed her eyes. This was her expression when she was calculating time. She raised her head slightly:
"We just let them do it. If it succeeds, it will only bring some benefits. If it fails, there will be no harm, right? At most, the school captain's office can only send two or three people to follow."