Bai Minghe returned to the study room, and Li Bing was still calculating the allocation plan.
It seems simple to say that one person has a share of how many people can share.
But this involves four provinces, dozens of garrisons, nine towns, the governor's office of the Five Army in the capital, and several yamen such as the imperial guards.
Seeing Bai Minghe coming back, Li Bing did not ask any other errands, but asked: "Master Bai, I want to ask you. The numbers I mentioned before are the numbers assigned by the head, or the numbers sent to these people."
"Is there any difference?" Bai Minghe asked back in confusion.
"Yes, there is a considerable loss in this. Ordinary civilians can easily deal with it and they can reduce their taxes. But for each garrison, if transported to Henan, it seems far away. In fact, the consumption on the road is less than 10%. However, if transported to Shanxi, it will cost 20%. In addition, it will take some consumption to be distributed to each garrison."
Li Bing made a lot of calculations for Bai Minghe, and the freight to each province alone cost 200,000 stone of rice.
"I'll make up." Bai Minghe said casually.
Bai Minghe thought of the little guys of the British Duke again. He originally wanted to scare them. But now it seems that he is likely to kill them.
The reason is very simple.
Bai Minghe was still thinking about the transportation consumption of later generations. Ten thousand stones were placed in later generations, and any truck was pulled up, and one million stones were taken by railway...
It’s a joke, the roads and railways here are all carried by horses. This transportation is really a huge number if it is really detailed. However, these white-name cranes can afford it. The rewards from the Ming Dynasty in the past are peeled layer by layer, and they will send them as many as possible. So what can I do?
Thinking of this, Bai Minghe was shocked: "Mr. Li, if I send the real number, will anyone scold me?"
"Do you care about scolding?" Li Bing asked back.
Bai Minghe's concerns are not known, but Li Bing may be afraid of it if he changes his official, but Bai Minghe is now aware of the censor's impeachment of Bai Minghe. Bai Minghe's sword is Zhanlu. The sword of a good minister and a famous general in the legendary world, and a famous sword that has the spirit to recognize the master.
Until now, Yang Jun has said a word to death. He didn't know this before. He also congratulated Zhan Lu on his recognition of the master. This is a gift from God!
What kind of person is Yang Jun? He is in the blood and fire. He has walked a few circles in the Hall of Hell. He has followed his father Yang Hong to see the sword and sword shadows, and also the shadows of dark arrows. He would not say anything extra. The sword was opened by Long Live in the Nanshu. After getting it, the Baiming He was naturally the Baiming He.
Some things are not expensive, so you can't bear to give up.
What's more, there is one more expensive one.
Yang Mansion and Yang Jun specialize in focusing on the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion, more than a dozen males from the Yang Family, as well as those with some ability in the sidelines.
"Yang Xin. You are my younger brother. Even if the seven-day period passes, you will go to the Bai Mansion in the early morning. With two brothers, Hu Zi, the eldest brother only has one sentence. Hu Zi, can die, and Bai Minghe cannot be injured."\
Yang Xin stepped out and clasped his fists. Two of the people looked exactly the same, seven feet and five inches tall. Compared with the height of modern people, they were strong men who were about two meters tall. These two men were once Yang Hong's personal soldiers and were also from the Yang clan.
"Yi'er, Daming Lu, the military general Ding You did not hand over power for a hundred days. I ordered you to take your father's coffin back to your hometown in Nanjing. The Yang clan summoned five hundred reliable clan members to practice martial arts and other news. And told the old clan leader Seventh uncle that he would visit Duke Wei, and only said that he owed someone else a life for his brother. Please help Duke Wei repay this favor when necessary."
"Yes!" Yang Yi came out and clasped his fists.
Yang Jun was constantly dispatching people, and he was preparing for his upcoming becoming the governor of the Xuanfu.
He believed that Bai Minghe could get the Zhanlu sword from Long Sui, which means that Bai Minghe would definitely get the Governor of Xuanfu for him.
It was light and the curfew had passed. Bai An brought more than a dozen people, half wearing gorgeous clothes and half in ragged clothes. A group of soldiers patrolling the street saw Bai An's group from afar. The lantern with a big white word was particularly obvious at night. The leader of the team waved his hand and signaled his team to turn into an alley.
When Bai An saw these people, he was still thinking about how to explain them.
This team of night patrol soldiers deliberately made way out and turned a blind eye to their violation of the curfew order, which made Bai An feel a little proud.
Several senior gangsters who were originally a little arrogant were also in awe.
There are not many people who can make the five cities of the military personnel intentionally give in. It seems that this Lord Bai has some tricks.
The means, the real means, only after they entered the Bai Mansion, they saw the Baiminghe turning out of the corner gate from afar and kneeling down together. No matter what, they are civilians, and Baiminghe is an official.
Bai Minghe held his bait and glanced at these people, and pointed at one of them: "He raised his head too high."
There is no need to explain, and there is no chance to explain.
The moment when the senior gangster was stunned, several servants, who were like wolves and tigers, pounced on them, pressed them to the ground and hit more than a dozen boards, and then grabbed the person: "Kneel down."
"Don't accept it?" Bai Minghe said indifferently.
If you are convinced, how can you be convinced? Even if you say it, you may not be convinced. If you can become a high-ranking gangster in this part of the capital, there are not many filial figures behind you? You are a seventh-rank official and you will hit someone first when you meet him. Who doesn’t know that you are establishing your authority?
The brave one actually stared at the white-famous crane.
Bai Minghe gently grabbed the forehead twice, looking helpless: "These gangsters are useless, let's change a group of them tomorrow." Bai Minghe left after saying that, and a middle-aged military officer standing next to Bai Minghe slowly pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife. With a clang, the knife was unsheathed halfway.
If you really kill someone, or establish your authority? Who dares to bet? This is a bet on life, who can afford to lose? Several big gangsters shouted to spare their lives, and Bai An just stood there with a cold face. What does the life and death of these people have to do with him? Anyway, these gangsters are scumbags.
But who would have thought that the middle-aged military officer took the knife back again. This man was Chen Ada. He would not be afraid of killing people without saying anything else.
"Come on, tied up. I'll send you to Tianjin Guards and they'll sink to the sea."
All the soldiers came out this time were soldiers, and they tied the people directly and put them in sacks.
Bai An clapped his hands gently, and several servants threw out a pot of silver beans, all of which were five cents of snowflake silver beans.
"Don't sleep tonight, you can recite some things clearly. If it's dark, if the capital doesn't spread, you know the consequences. If you do it well, I'll give you another 100 stone of rice. Go down!" Bai An didn't ask the reason, but only followed Bai Minghe's instructions.
But Chen Ada walked to the side yard: "I said, Lord Bai, this is the one you played!"
"I'm naturally telling the truth to Lao Chen. I'm going to make some things happen all over the city. Only beggars do the best things like this. At least these gangsters are afraid of their bad things. Secondly, they are also the nobles behind their backs. Besides, they have almost 90% of the private casinos and brothels in the capital. Most importantly, the foot strength on the docks is controlled by them."
There is no need to say more about the white-famous crane.
Chen Ada knew everything and knew that these people were blocking their way of wealth. This was not Bai Minghe's way of wealth, but it was related to the entire Guangdong Dusi Yamen, and even the current Long Live, and the East Factory and the Palace.
If it were the people from the East Factory who took action, these gangsters would have become bones and sent to make glue.
"By the way, Xiaobai. When I entered the city in the afternoon, I heard an interesting news. Someone in the quarry in the east said he owed you a life." Chen Ada entered the capital in the afternoon and escorted some things to drive the convoy.
Bai Minghe called Chen Ada Xiaobai, but he hated chills.
What may be done? It doesn’t work if you have a big argument with Chen. You can only ask, “Who?”
"Fan Liang! It's right in the East Suburbs Quarry, this is also a man. Everyone in the entire quarry respects it. So when you wrote a memorial at the Xiaochao meeting in the morning, someone told him specifically."
Bai Minghe sighed heavily: "If you have the chance, I will give him a word. It's not that he owes me Bai Minghe a life. But..." Bai Minghe wanted to say it, but he didn't dare to say it. Chen Ada and Bai Minghe had been in contact for a long time, and knew that Bai Minghe sometimes dared to say something beheaded, so he quickly persuaded him when Bai Minghe paused: "Some words can't be said."
"Well, tell him. I will do everything I can!"
Bai Minghe is a little helpless and many things cannot be done by thinking about them.
"Let's go and have a drink with me!" Bai Minghe rarely asks for alcohol on his own initiative, even if he has an amazing alcohol tolerance.
Sitting in the side yard, Bai Minghe wanted to drink. Even if the kitchen was already out of power, because Bai Minghe wanted to drink, the kitchen would immediately arrange for someone to open the fire.
At this time of the Ming Dynasty, coal was already well utilized. In addition to civilian coal balls, it had already made preliminary use of coke steelmaking. Yu Qian also personally wrote a seven-character poem called "Ode to Coal".
The chaos is shattered and the black gold is obtained, and the yang is hidden and the mind is the deepest. The fire is burning and the spring is vast, and the furnace shines through the darkness of the night.
The power of the tripod is born, and the iron and stone still has the heart to die. I hope that the people will be filled with warmth and will work hard to come out of the mountains and forests.
Pour wine and Bai Minghe raised his glass with both hands: "Brother Chen, I, Bai Minghe, respect you. Although I am a scholar, the heroes who respect the most in my life are those who protect their families and fight bloody battles. Seeing the heroes suffering after suffering, I felt bitter. When I saw Lord Deng a few days ago, I felt bitter in my heart."
Chen Ada accompanied Bai Minghe to drink a glass and sighed long: "Mr. Deng's original name is Deng Mushuan. I remember that he was known as the Dragon King of the South China Sea when he was circulating across the South China Sea. But who would have thought that it has been thirteen years and Mr. Deng's knife has not been sheathed." After that, the tough guy Chen Ada actually wiped his tears.
Chapter completed!