“Oh oh oh!!!”

The rooster is dawning.

Outside Yangwu City, in villages, women in every household washed up and got up, burned fire and cooked. The smoke from the cooking stove rose like a big dragon.

The shops on both sides of the streets in the city are opening one after another.

It was getting darker. Four teams of yamen runners headed towards the four city gates. When it was time to wait, they opened the city gate. Outside the gate, the people who were preparing to enter the city gathered.

Seeing the city gate open, people flocked into the city.

Farmers, workers, merchants, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and each one is in peace.

This quiet and peaceful scene can be painted. Ten years after the invasion of the Mongols and Yuan people, after the war, this quiet and peaceful, particularly precious and rare.

County government office.

It was occupied by Wu Nian, and warriors were everywhere wearing armor and spears. Although the war was over, they were responsible for defending Wu Nian and did not dare to relax at all. The solemn and murderous aura soared into the sky.

It's noon at sunset.

The hangover Wu Nian finally woke up. When his eyes opened, he immediately felt a splitting headache. He reached out and touched his temple, and smiled bitterly.

How pleasant it was to have a celebration banquet.

How painful it is now.

"Come on. Get a cup of sobering tea." Wu Nian yelled while lying on the bed and couldn't move.

"Yes." The personal soldiers in the outer room responded and turned around. Wu Nian continued to lie on the bed, looking at the beams and tiles with his eyes open.

After a while, he had a little strength. He struggled to sit up, but he still couldn't get up. Until the soldiers walked in from outside, helped him up, and fed him a cup of sobering tea.

Only then did he have the strength to sit up.

"General. Do you want to take a rest?" The personal soldiers asked carefully when they saw that Wu Nian's complexion was still wrong.

"Well. I want to sit for a while. Wait and then wash my face and eat." Wu Nian said weakly with pain in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Yes." The personal soldiers bent over and turned around and left.

After a while, Wu Nian finally got better. After washing up, put on his clothes, he went to the outer room for breakfast.

As a standard meal, Wu Nian, who had eaten, immediately became energetic. He walked out of the bedroom with his head raised and sat down in the study. After thinking for a while, he looked up and told the personal soldiers at the door, "Go and invite me."

Become the prefect.”

"Yes." The personal soldiers responded and turned around. Not long after, Cheng Yulian, wearing a white long gown, walked in from outside.

"What are the general's instructions?" Cheng Yulian bent down to Wu Nian and saluted.

Wu Nian looked at his complexion carefully and laughed. Last night's celebration banquet, he drank the least. Today is the easiest. The lieutenants.

Wu Nian didn't ask, but they probably haven't gotten up yet.

"No hurry. Tell me slowly." Wu Nian first asked Cheng Yulian to sit down, and then asked his personal soldiers to brew two cups of tea.

Wu Nian took a teacup and drank a few sips of tea, looked up and said to Cheng Yulian, "Sir Cheng. There are a few things."

Cheng Yulian quickly put down the teacup, showing a look of scrubbing.

"First. Find me a big house to live in. I will give you this county government. I cannot always occupy the county government government and let you officials work elsewhere."

"Second. I have communicated with Changshi Liu. He will send six county magistrates here."

"Third. Now that the war is over, it is very important to govern Guangyang Prefecture."

"First, we must remeasure the land and let the gentry spit out the hidden land. Secondly, collect the land left by those who escaped from the Mongols, and do not allow the powerful to occupy it. Secondly, investigate Guangyang Prefecture and have in-depth collusion with the Mongols.

The people who kill, the people who searched, the people who searched the house. I want to use this extra land as a [machine merit distribution]."

"The war soldiers and I have been through life and death, and I can't treat them unfairly."

"There is also the matter of establishing two garrison households. You magistrates, county magistrates, and garrison troops need to communicate and get in with the garrison troops. If you have anything to discuss, civil officials should not underestimate the generals. For me, you are equal.

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"If you each have their own opinions and cannot stand up, you can submit a memorandum to the General of the Supplementary Han, and hand it over to the Chief Shi and Sima to deal with it."

"Where I do not care about things on weekdays."

"There are also county and prefecture officials, please do it well for me."

"It's probably the above. If there is any further thing in the future, I will explain it to you."

"By the way, by the way. Guangyang Prefecture has many mountains, copper, iron and other minerals. These are all treasures, so you can keep a close eye on them. You can't let the evil people steal them in the chaos."

Speaking of this, Wu Nian took a breath, raised his head and looked at Cheng Yulian with a smile, and said, "Mr. Cheng. We are the same type of people."

"You are not for profit when you become an official. You can't make money even if you become an official here."

"But the cause we do is related to the life and death of the country and the survival of the nation. Let us encourage us together."

Cheng Yulian wrote down these complicated and trivial matters one by one.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

Although the Mongols and Yuan people did not cause much damage to Guangyang Prefecture, the current Guangyang Prefecture is definitely not Guangyang Prefecture during the period of Liaodong General Gate.

All kinds of things must be established and spread out.

It really tests the ability and patience of officials.

Cheng Yulian was in a heavy mood and doubted whether he could do it well. But after hearing Wu Nian's words, "The career we do is related to the life and death of the country and the survival of the nation. Let's encourage each other."

He then became excited, he bent over his fists and said loudly, "Don't worry, General. I will be loyal to you, do my best and do my best."

"I know you. You know me. We are heart-to-heart. Master Cheng doesn't need to do this." Wu Nian smiled and stretched out his hand, indicating that Cheng Yulian should not be too excited.

But how could Cheng Yulian not be excited?

"The career we do is related to the life and death of the country and the survival of the nation. Let us encourage us together."

These words were like fire to him.

Moths to the fire, no matter how you are.

After finally calming down, Cheng Yulian remembered something. He quickly took out a note from his arms, stood up and handed it to Wu Nian. He said, "General. Speaking of ore matters, I searched for it here.

, the current various mines in Guangyang Prefecture, as well as the production of the year before last year, last year, this year.”

"I wanted to present it to the general for purpose."

When Wu Nian heard this, he became interested and quickly reached out to take the note and opened it to watch it. It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it. When he saw it, he was happy and looked up and said to Cheng Yulian: "Master Cheng. Isn't it easy to collect this information? You are really good.

That's it."

"The general is so serious." Seeing that Wu Nian was very happy, Cheng Yulian became happy, and smiled and clasped his fists to salute.

"Well. Take care of all these mines. After some time, the General Sui Han will send special iron officials to make these mines run again."

Speaking of this, Wu Nian stood up and said to Cheng Yulian: "Mr. Cheng, Guangyang and Yingqing two palaces do not produce grain. But they have terrain advantages. Guangyang prefecture and Goguryeo are separated by a Yalu River. This is Goguryeo.

The natural barrier is also our natural barrier.”

"The two palaces have the benefits of ore."

"The Guangchuan and Nanhai Prefectures produce grain and salt, which is the foundation for my support to the army. Guangchuan Prefecture also has the interests of maritime trade."

"These four palaces are all unfamiliar. But together, there is great potential. Now there is only Huanglong Palace left."

"There is a flat mountain over there, and it is the Liaohe Plain. The largest grain-producing area in Liaodong."

"Twisting these five prefectures and thirty-two counties in Liaodong into a rope. This is what the history books say [Overbial foundation, enterprising good capital]."
Chapter completed!