Jiang Wan was not in the military camp, but was invited to the magistrate's office in Yan'an Prefecture early in the morning by Song Gun.
In the prefect's Yamen, a group of people were waiting for him.
Song Gun introduced Jiang Wan one by one. This is a certain member, this is a certain person, and this is the shopkeeper of a certain brand. In short, this group of people sounds like they are all well-known people in Yan'an Mansion, and some are even from Beijing.
The in-law of a certain big shot was once a member of the Sixth Department.
Jiang Wan looked at these people arrogantly. He didn't have much favorable impression of these people.
Nanhaiwei came to Yan'an Mansion. These people had money and food in their hands. Except for a few symbolic visits to the army, they were not seen on weekdays. Even when Yan'an Mansion was almost out of food, Song Gun could only
He had never thought twice about trying to deal with those grain merchants.
Of course, Jiang Wan didn't know whether Song Gun had asked them for help in private. However, seeing Song Gun introducing these people to him with a sullen face, he knew that he had to talk to them if he wanted to come to the prefect's Yamen. Otherwise,
With how busy Song Gun is now, he should not be free enough to invite him over early in the morning because of these people.
Jiang Wan knew that he was willing to come here to give Song Gun some face, but there was no need for him to show any good looks to these people who were untouchable and who did not do him any good.
Anyway, in the eyes of these people, the generals who led the troops were all rude, domineering, and hard to talk to. His stern face looked like he was indifferent, which was in line with these people's perceptions.
"The people's livelihood in Yan'an Prefecture is now prosperous, and it is all because of Commander Jiang's ability to take charge. We have admired him for a long time..."
"Commander Jiang seems to still be as powerful as a tiger. This is truly a great blessing to the officers and soldiers of Yan'an Mansion!"
These people did not hesitate to praise Jiang Wan, and were even a bit flattering. Jiang Wan nodded to them as a greeting, then turned around and cast his suspicious eyes on Song Gun.
"Let Chen Weng come and talk to Commander Jiang!" Song Gun felt Jiang Wan's gaze, raised his head and said something, then lowered his head and looked at the tea bowl in his hand, as if there was something in the tea bowl in his hand.
, as well as something more interesting.
An old man who looked quite frail stood up, and the flattery stopped abruptly.
Jiang Wan remembered that this was the man whom Song Gun had just introduced, who had served as a foreign minister in the Ministry of Household Affairs, but now he had become an official and could live peacefully at home as his rich man.
"Lord Jiang!" Mr. Chen stood up and said, "Since Lord Song is destined, I would like to say a few words to all of you, sir!"
"Say it!" Jiang Wan looked at the other party, still expressionless.
"Master Jiang has made great contributions in protecting Yan'an Mansion. This is obvious to all the officials and people in the city!" The old man raised his head slightly: "Master Jiang, everyone in the government office, and even me have also been involved in the matter of Master Jiang gathering the refugees.
With a little bit of effort..."
Jiang Wan frowned and stretched out his hand to interrupt the other party: "Don't beat around the bush, just say it directly. I am busy with military affairs and I really don't have much time to waste time at the government office. Moreover, Jiang was ordered to come to Shaanxi.
Naturally, what I do is to share your worries, Jiang doesn’t really care what you think!”
"Then let me tell you the truth!" Mr. Chen was slightly stunned, and looked back at everyone: "I'm waiting here today because I want to ask Mr. Jiang for an explanation. The place where Mr. Jiang resettled the refugees outside the city, but
It is not an ownerless land. These people like us are the owners of most of the fields outside the city. If Nanhaiwei wants to requisition it for wartime use, we will have no complaints. However, Mr. Jiang placed these refugees on our fields.
Zhuangzi was even built on the ground and the fields were reclaimed. Doesn’t this... seem a little inappropriate?"
Damn it!
Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Song Gun and saw that Song Gun lowered his eyes and showed no intention to refute. He knew that this was probably true. These people even had government documents in their hands.
With the land deeds, I placed the refugees near Yan'an Prefecture, and gradually developed them into farms and villages from the gathering point. It seems that I did not ask the owners what they wanted.
"This is my commander's negligence!" Jiang Wan nodded: "But you must also know that the reason why refugees become refugees is because there are too many refugees. Resettling the refugees is to prevent the emergence of refugees from the root. Yan'an Prefecture
We have already been besieged twice by bandits. If Yan'an Mansion does not want the city to be broken, what I am doing now is absolutely necessary!"
He looked at the people in front of him and said, "Please set a price. The government can buy back these lands at its discretion!"
"Don't!" When Song Gun heard this, he immediately jumped up: "These fields are either too much or too little. There are more than 20,000 acres of large and small fields in total. Even if Chen Weng and the others are willing to sell them at a low price,
Even my prefect’s yamen can’t afford so much money!”
"No, no, no, you two adults have misunderstood us!" Chen Weng waved his hands: "The two adults have worked hard for the Yan'an Mansion. How can we embarrass the two adults over this matter? Moreover, we have no plans at all for these fields.
Sell!"
He looked back at everyone: "Isn't that right, everyone!"
Everyone agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, we won't sell it. If we sell it now, wouldn't we lose money to death!"
"Then what do you mean?" Jiang Wan's face darkened: "Since we don't intend to embarrass the government, what can we say to this commander when we gather together now?"
"Didn't Mr. Jiang settle the refugees in these fields? We agree with this!" Chen Weng smiled: "It's just that we, the people, hope Mr. Jiang can tell these refugees where they are staying now, but
It’s not theirs, and if they grow food or something in the fields in the future, naturally it won’t all be theirs!”
"What you mean is that you want to collect rent!" Jiang Wan suddenly laughed: "That's why I dare not embarrass the government. I dare not find a group of tenants who don't pay any money in the fields given to you by the government.
Anyway, if there is no one in the field, it will be left waste wherever it is. Now that there is heat on it, then whatever they do, they will naturally have to hand over the harvest to you, the owners of the land!"
"Yes, yes, that's what we mean!" Chen Weng said with a smile: "The government has resettled the refugees, Yan'an Prefecture has been preserved, and our fields have not been lost. In the future, the food produced by this field will even be enough to fill Yan'an.
There are countless living people in the government's treasury, isn't this a good thing that kills two birds with one stone?"
"Hahahaha!" Jiang Wan laughed loudly: "To hear you say this, it is indeed a good thing. However, I have a little doubt. In this matter, the Yan'an Mansion has benefited, and you have benefited.
But I, Nanhaiwei, am busy working up and down and bleeding and sweating, for what purpose?"
He looked at the old man in front of him jokingly: "I, Nanhaiwei, are of no benefit at all. Even if the military supplies raised by your Yan'an government for me are all used for food relief for the refugees, what do I want?"
"Isn't the Nanhai Guard ordered to quell the chaos?" Chen Weng was slightly startled: "Putting down the bandits, protecting the Yan'an Mansion, and sharing the emperor's worries, this is the greatest benefit to Mr. Jiang and the soldiers and horses under his command, right?
!”
Jiang Wan smiled and waved to him: "Come here..."
Chen Weng came up to Jiang Wan without knowing why. He heard a "spit" sound, and a mouthful of thick phlegm flew out of Jiang Wan's mouth and hit him directly in the face!
"Pooh!"
Jiang Wan reached out and wiped the corners of her mouth: "What the hell?"