Chapter seven hundred and sixty third eternal life
After the memorandum was issued, the governors of each province organized their troops and dispatched soldiers to go into the mountains to suppress the bandits.
The areas most affected by banditry are the Jingchu water bandits around Dongting Lake, and the mountain kings in Shandong and Hebei.
Song Jiang did not return to Bianliang directly, but changed his way to Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province.
Shandong Governor Ye Fangheng was hurriedly making arrangements in the government office when suddenly several soldiers broke in. Before Ye Fangheng could scold them, a fat little black man came in from behind.
Song Jiang is very famous among Shandong officials, but not many have actually met him.
Ye Fangheng, as a high-ranking official in a border area, must have seen him when he went to Beijing to report on his duties.
"Hey, Lieutenant, why are you here?!"
Song Jiang walked all the way to the top with his hands behind his back. After sitting down, he smiled and said: "The military situation is urgent. I did not return to Beijing and came directly here."
"I was born in Yuncheng, so how could I not know what a gangster den this original Jingdong East Road, now Shandong, is. Governor Ye, how are you going to suppress the bandits?"
Ye Fangheng was a little nervous, calmed down and said: "I am going to sweep from west to east!"
Song Jiang shook his head, "This is the last resort. The bandits are familiar with the mountains and terrain. Your army will go through the land like plowing, and they will hide. When the news is over, they will come out to cause trouble. Isn't suppressing the bandits just a show?"
Ye Fangheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, bent down and asked, "What do you think of the Lieutenant? Please tell me."
Song Jiang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said: "To suppress bandits, cast a big net so that they can't hide. The most important thing is to determine their location and number."
"Bandits are different from the northern barbarians outside the country. Our imperial court has an absolute advantage, both in terms of military strength and strength. In this way, we can suppress a few hills with iron blood, kill everyone, spread the word, and make them afraid."
"Some people are afraid, and some want to surrender. At this time, we only need to accept these people who have abandoned the dark and turned to the light, let them lead the way, and find the thieves one by one."
"One thief will kill three thieves, and three thieves will kill one den, leaving them nowhere to hide! Also, we must not let the local troops suppress the bandits, but must replace each other among the counties, lest someone in the army leaks the information
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Ye Fangheng wrote them down one by one and thought to himself, this Taiwei suppresses bandits, he is so familiar that it makes people afraid.
Rumor has it that Song Jiang in Yuncheng was very close to many powerful people in Shandong when he was not yet prosperous.
Now it seems that the rumors may not be false.
Song Jiang seemed to be in high spirits. After fighting in the north and south for so many years, returning to his hometown made him feel happy both physically and mentally.
"Accompany me to walk around the city and have a taste of the local flavor."——
The bandit suppression had just begun. After returning to Beijing, Bai Shizhong and Fan Zongyin came to Xiu Tower in person.
After Wang Yun heard about it in the Xiu Tower, he hurriedly came out and met with two high-ranking officials in the private room.
There is a maid in Xiuluo, holding a cup of fragrant tea, which is filled with hot air and fragrant.
Bai Shizhong pushed the lid of the cup, blew the tea leaves, and then said: "President Wang, as the former official said, how is the private chamber of commerce setting up a factory going? I and I are here to inquire about the progress.
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Wang Yun quickly bent down and clasped his fists and said: "Don't worry, gentlemen, the Chamber of Commerce has already started working on this matter, and it can be invested in Changchun Prefecture immediately."
Bai Shizhong gave a soft "hmm" and said, "This is a matter that concerns the officials, so don't neglect it."
Wang Yun nodded repeatedly, but felt a little strange in his heart, how could such a trivial matter cause two prime ministers to come side by side.
Sure enough, Bai Shizhong went on to say: "Last year, the government spent a lot of money, and the expenses were very huge. The officials were talented and came up with the bond method, which eased the government's finances. Now the officials have to repair roads again.
You have to print more of this bond."
Wang Yun keenly captured what he said. Is the government going to overhaul the road?
The previous Tianchi Cement incident made these merchants with a keen sense of smell aware of business opportunities.
Sure enough, this product of city building was used by the officials to build roads.
Once the road is built, the merchants will benefit the most, and the same is true for the ongoing suppression of bandits.
Wang Yun did a little mental calculation and knew that this matter would definitely pay back within a few years. The bond issue was really too simple.
Merchants are worried about not being able to buy bonds, and they never say that someone is forced to buy them.
The two husbands behaved coquettishly, obviously underestimating the decisiveness of the businessmen.
When it comes to making money, these two husbands are still relatively young. How can they understand the beauty of bonds? Wang Yun secretly laughed in his heart.
Thinking of this, Wang Yun secretly admired the current emperor. Each of his ideas was unprecedented.
It seems a bit incredible, but in fact it has endless benefits. First banknotes, then banks, straightening canals, and repairing roads
It is foreseeable that in the next few years, every day will be spring for merchants. When doing business, there is no longer a need to carry boxes of coins, fearfully walking through the mountains and old forests, and make money with your head hanging on your belt——
The new city had begun to take shape, and Yang Lin rode a horse with a few personal guards to gallop around the city.
The city wall is built so high that it reaches into the clouds, and the moat leads to the water source of the Juma River, which surrounds the city wall. It can be said that the city is high and the pond is deep.
Among the buildings in the city, only a few main government offices were built. Yang Lin planned to follow the Song Dynasty and put the main government offices in the imperial city.
Being close to the people is one of the few advantages of the Song Dynasty royal family. They were very close to officials and people, and they enjoyed themselves with the people from time to time.
The high-spirited Yang Lin, on horseback, pointed at the hilltop in front of the city with his riding whip and said: "Build a Chiyang Temple here as a temple for our Daxia Kingdom."
Lu Qian smiled and said: "Guan family, do you still want to be the master of Chiyang Temple?"
The guards around Yang Lin all let go and used their legs to control the horses. He was not good at riding, so he grabbed the reins and shook his head with a smile, "There is a Daojun Emperor in the Song Dynasty. Is it possible that there will be a Guanzhu in Daxia?"
Emperor?"
On the city wall, low stone fences were cut out one after another, and there were many dark gun holes in them.
As a weapon for defending the city, artillery played a great role in the battle to destroy the gold.
As the war progressed, the reform of artillery also made great progress, and it has transformed from useless to a weapon that can stand on its own.
War is the easiest way to produce more powerful equipment, just like the Tiger tank was born in the late stages of World War II.
Yang Lin was very satisfied with the appearance of the new city. Even after riding for so long, he still couldn't go around it completely. This shows that the city is not small in size.
There are two rivers intersecting in the city, and the transportation is very convenient. It is located at the junction of Youyan and Hebei.
There are many big cities surrounding it, which can share the population pressure, and we are not afraid of becoming a single family like Kaifeng Mansion.
There were already many wealthy families rushing to buy land and build houses. Yang Lin personally supervised the work and made no secret of his intention to move the capital.
Everyone knows that this will be the future capital of Great Xia.
Yang Lin looked around, broad-minded and high-spirited, and said with a smile: "This city was built by me. I should give it a name that will be passed down through the ages, so that it can prosper with my empire forever."