"So, don't be anxious." Yan Huaiwen said warmly: "You can make plans and plan them slowly."
"Start small, work steadily step by step, observe what you do and learn from it, and turn it into your own use... When you are qualified enough to take on the affairs of the militia, who can compete with you!"
Yan Huaiwen saw that he still couldn't get around and there were no outsiders in the room, so he simply made his words more clear: "Don't underestimate the small militia like Huju. Heroes have emerged from the ancient north. The men of Guanzhou are strong and strong, brave and good at fighting.
He stands up to protect his family and will not hesitate to fight.
Compared with the frontier army, the militia had obvious disadvantages. They had no strong generals, no salaries, the villagers were loose, and there were no supplies from the court. They relied entirely on the government offices to be self-sufficient.
Having only weapons and horses would make it limited and unable to grow.
But now, I have iron in the tiger's nest, and I have received the order to forge weapons by myself..."
Yan Huaiwen paused here, whether it was intentional or a coincidence, it aroused people's endless reverie.
"Huju has been harassed by the Beirong all year round, and the villagers are brave. In the past, the frontier army often called strong men into the camp for training. They already have the foundation. It only takes a few months of hard training to achieve initial results.
If there is a war, the main force will still be the frontier troops, and the militiamen will only need to provide support from the side."
Yan Huaiwen turned to Mr. Tian and said, "Sir, Huaiwen has another idea about next year's spring plowing. If there are any shortcomings, please feel free to correct them."
"Huai Wen, please speak."
I have to say that Mr. Tian and Yan Huaiwen are quite similar in some aspects, such as being able to enter the working state anytime and anywhere.
"Spring plowing is a major event, but we are short of labor. There are countless uncultivated fields, and due to the climate, we can only harvest one season a year. There is insufficient food and it is difficult to feed the population. Moreover, due to the prolonged cold weather, diseases breed and people's livelihood deteriorates.
It's difficult." Yan Huaiwen talked eloquently.
Mr. Tian nodded solemnly.
These are all difficulties that make it difficult for Huju and even Guanzhou to develop.
Yan Laoer was a little confused. He talked about the militia and then turned to people's livelihood.
However, Yan Yu had some consciousness and looked at her uncle with burning eyes. Of course, she did not miss her master's reaction.
By the way, Master, you still have your head covered, you know, making such a serious expression, ahem, she can bear it!
For a moment, Yan Yu felt a bit out of sorts.
However, the conversation between the two quickly brought her attention back.
What is concentrated cannot be concentrated any more.
"Before the troops move, food and grass go first!"
Whether the people are living well or not depends only on whether they harvested a few more bushels of rice this year and whether they are hungry..."
Having said this, Yan Huaiwen couldn't help but lament in his heart that people's livelihood is so difficult and they can only ask for this. But the word "full belly" is prefixed with "everyone", how difficult it is!
“When the militia recruits strong men for spring plowing, it is inevitable that there will be insufficient resources, and if they are allowed to return home, their morale will easily suffer and they will become slack. The hard work they have done before will be in vain, and they will have to start all over again.
Huaiwen wanted to make an overall plan for all the cultivated land in Huju, uniformly deploy cattle and farm tools, and then send people to the countryside to inspect the grain, and have the militia groups rotate their concentration time to go to various places to help the people with spring plowing... It is unknown what Huaiwen thought.
From the perspective of an ancient person, this consciousness is too advanced!
No, fundamentally speaking, her uncle is the protagonist of the book, so he should be so amazing and talented, thinking what others cannot think, and thinking what others dare not think.
Mr. Tian raised his eyebrows and said: "If we are in a village, we can help each other. It doesn't matter if we borrow cattle from each other. It can also be done by neighboring villages. As you said, we can include all the fields that can be cultivated by tigers.
There is so much confusion in it...it is beyond the reach of Tao."
"Teacher, what my eldest brother thinks is that it is a bit troublesome, but the trouble is only for the people who are doing the planning. It falls specifically on the villagers. In fact, it is not that difficult." Yan Laoer figured out what his brother meant.
He continued: "During the autumn harvest, the waiter and I went to the countryside to collect grain taxes. There were several remote villages with little land and few people. There were no farm tools. There should be no cattle for plowing. Some villages also had
Not many, one at one end and two at both ends.
If we can make careful calculations and use plowing oxen to plow it first, we can save a lot of things and greatly shorten the spring sowing time. The work will be completed in advance, and everyone will be free and can be assigned to other areas to help. It will be beneficial to everyone
As for the guys, they don’t have to think so much and just listen to the government’s arrangements.”
So if I give your family the land to cultivate, can it still be cultivated in vain? It is equivalent to exchanging labor.
The labor involved is about the same, but there is an advantage in unified planning, which can greatly avoid the waste of labor.
Just like what he said, after this thing is done, the people working below should do what they should do, but it is the people above who are tired, because the work is detailed and numerous.
Yan Laoer is particularly keen on settling accounts.
He felt that if this method was used well, more wasteland could be opened up.
"Brother, if we really do this, will we still have room to open up wasteland?" This was his brother, so he asked if he didn't understand.
"I remember you told me that the cows in our village can be led to cultivate the land after wearing nose rings?" Yan Huaiwen asked.
"Yes, I pulled the rope and walked away, but I was obedient." Yan Laoer said.
Master Tian: "Even if there are a lot of cattle in Xiao'an Village, it is still not enough for the entire Huju."
Yan Huaiwen smiled softly and glanced at Yan Yu seemingly unintentionally.
Yan Yu received the signal instantly!
"Beirong has cattle!" Yan Yu's eyes shone: "We got dozens of cattle, hundreds of sheep, and horses in one gathering place, and these are not counted as skins..."
The harvest is huge, you can get rich after doing it once!
"When the Beirong rob us of grain, we will rob their cattle. If they come to harm us, we can't bear it and take them back!"
Yan Yu was a little excited when she spoke, and her words became thicker and thicker: "We are so poor in Huju. If we want the villagers to join the militia in the spring, we have to do a lot of ideological work. Who wants to leave home? Everyone in the family points out
Let the young men at home work and eat. When spring comes, you can find someone to eat in the wasteland on the mountain as long as you work hard. If you join the militia for training, you don’t have any money... You don’t have any money, uncle?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yan Huaiwen nodded.
He said calmly: "Money and food are really tight."
Yan Yu clicked his tongue and then said: "But it would be different if we could snatch the cattle, sheep and horses! Look at our village, the people who lived there last time didn't talk about getting rich. Anyway, life was much easier, especially for cattle.
Farming is too hard, and having cows is really different. If our family didn't have the Three Treasures, we would definitely not be able to cultivate those fields."
"Brother, do you want to use farm cattle to replace young men and make the militia out of business?" Yan Laoer asked thoughtfully.
Yan Huaiwen praised: "The word 'off-the-job' is used well."
"Isn't that just like the border army?!" Yan Xiangheng blurted out.
Yan Huaiwen and Mr. Tian remained silent.
Father and daughter Yan Laoer and Yan Yu exchanged glances frequently.
"Teacher, this is a virtuous circle." Yan Laoer thought carefully about his words. Good guy, he wanted to mobilize all his brain cells at this moment.
Don't lie down, get up and get to work!
"We have a small population in Huju, so we use cattle to make up for it, open up more land, and grow more food. The villagers will live a better life, have enough food and clothing, and can raise more children."
...When we have more people in Huju in the future, will the Beirong still dare to come?"
Beat him to death!
Master Tian was noncommittal.
God bless this idea is too ideal.
Just thinking about the good will not work.
But he didn't refuse outright.
It would be a lie to say that Yan Huaiwen's thoughts are not moving.
He also believes that changing the current situation of Huju and increasing the population is the top priority, and he has been working hard to this end.
All administrations are centered around this.
But such a radical method was something he had never dared to think of before.
"Beirong has been bullying me in Guanzhou for a long time. The success last time was very accidental. If this kind of thing happens often, Beirong will not ignore it. If winter comes, it will be inconvenient for them and it will be difficult for us to challenge them." Tian Da
The master said this.
"Have you forgotten Xizhou?" Yan Huaiwen hinted.
Mr. Tian still couldn't figure out the connection between the two.
"As far as I know, General Xue Banner has submitted a request for additional troops," Yan Huaiwen said.
The border troops were beaten to pieces, and there were only a limited number of strong men in Guanzhou, so it was difficult to recruit any troops.
This is not the first time that General Xue Qi has reported it, and this is the reason.
How could he do it without troops? Huju was a border city, and it was only captured by the Beirong. If he didn't send troops, would he want the Beirong to invade again?
I was anxious and angry for a while, and I frequently ran to the government office, obviously to complain, but also to get Mr. Tian to help him beat the drum and talk about the difficulties of the frontier troops.
Without new recruits, Huju really can't defend it!
It was not until the first ten days of the twelfth lunar month that we received confirmation that the imperial court would recruit troops from other major palaces and send them here.
Only then did General Xue Qi calm down.
He is a person who does not stick to trivial matters, and there are always more solutions than difficulties.
There were not enough soldiers on the border, so he had to go on business all the way from Xizhou to Qishan, so he left Lao Lian and Long Xing to borrow troops.
Long Xing actually lent it to him.
I don’t know if it’s just enough friendship, or if it’s some kind of benefit.
"For the recruitment of troops after the new year, it is said that the prince has submitted a request to the imperial court to make up for the amount of troops that Guanzhou has owed over the years."
Mr. Tian suddenly saw the sun as if the clouds had cleared: "Huai Wen means... Your Majesty is... because of..."
This is exactly what Yan Huaiwen thinks.
General Xue Qi went to Xizhou for an excuse to investigate. They secretly reported the strange situation in Xizhou to the palace, but the palace did not reply, that is, they replied.
Including agreeing to their request, establishing their own militia, and tacitly allowing Hu Ju to purchase large quantities of iron from Xizhou, etc.
There was something wrong in Xizhou, but the King of England did not dare to suppress it, and he could not report it openly in writing, so he could only report it secretly.
We only need to see whether the Holy One will agree to Guanzhou's request for additional troops, and we will know what His Majesty wants.
If what he expected was true, the imperial court would not only replenish the number of soldiers, but also no longer delay the awarding of rewards to those who had made contributions to defeating the enemy.
This is also a sign of a change in wind direction.
While not arousing suspicion in Xizhou, increase support for Guanzhou.
Therefore, God really picked a good time.
It’s the right time to abandon literature and pursue martial arts!
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On New Year's Eve, Yan Yu picked up his father early and dragged him to make tofu.
"Dad, how much did you understand what your uncle said yesterday?"
It was already late when they returned home yesterday. Li Xuemei hadn't slept well in the past two days. She always woke up after squinting for a while. On the rare occasion when she fell asleep, the two of them didn't dare to make any noise.
Yan Yu kept holding it in and rushed early in the morning to call her father out to talk.
"Then you must have understood everything!" Yan Laoer looked like you are looking down on someone.
Now that I'm here, I definitely can't be idle, so the two of them are busy working and talking at the same time.
Yan Laoer scooped the cooked bean dregs into a cloth bag and hung it on the shelf.
Yan Yu held a wooden stick in each hand, skillfully twisting and squeezing to squeeze out the pulp.
"Then tell me." Yan Yu looked at him expectantly.
Yan Laoer coughed twice and said with a straight face: "It's not like you're not here, you're listening by the side. Why are you talking? We can still hear different things?"
"Dad! Can you please don't change the concept secretly? What I'm asking is, do you understand what the uncle said? How much do you understand?" Yan Yu continued to ask.
Yan Laoer secretly turned his back and rubbed his eyes. He understood what he understood. He thought he understood it. When he came back and thought about it, he seemed to have other meanings. When he thought about it harder, it seemed that there was something more.
If you think hard and think hard, your brain won't be able to work hard enough, and it will become a mess.
I didn't even sleep for a while that night, my mind was full of things, and I kept thinking about the words of my elder brother and the teacher.
But he must have understood the key points.
The eldest brother asked him to join the militia and work hard for the militia.
Continuing to go to Beirong to rob cattle and sheep, not only can we have cattle for farming, but it can also greatly relieve the financial pressure of the militia and mobilize the enthusiasm of the villagers, killing three birds with one stone!
There is also the matter of spring plowing. With the cattle, he will lead a bunch of strong young men from the militia to work around. In a few days, he will be able to plant all the existing fertile fields. Haha, when the time comes, some wasteland will be opened up.
The militia will not have to worry about food rations, which is the same as the border army's military camp.
"Your uncle wants to turn the militia into a frontier army without a designation!" Yan Laoer whispered mysteriously.
He looked left and right, keeping his voice extremely low for fear of being overheard.
Yan Yu looked at him and whispered: "Dad, we in Guanzhou don't care about the army and the people. If you kill the enemy, you will be rewarded with silver. Where does this reward come from?"
Yan Laoer said before he even opened his mouth: "It was given by the imperial court! Of course, our city also posted a copy."
"The silver reward distributed by the imperial court has never been sufficient, so the prince used part of the output of the feudal city to make up for it." Yan Yu said.
"You know what?" Yan Laoer glared.
How could he not know about this? He often helps the teacher with his work, so he knows a lot!
He thought Yan Yu didn't know, but he didn't expect his elder brother to keep saying it.
Say anything!
"We ordinary people will be rewarded with silver for killing Beirong. Apart from no military merit, there is no difference. Of course, our Huju is different. Mr. Xue Qi wants to have a hand in it. He will only give one tael per head for 2 taels of silver." Yan
Jade's tone was a bit disgusting.
Yan Laoer kindly added: "He doesn't like to give money. If he gives copper coins, it's less than one tael."
"Yes, Mr. Xue Qi is too stupid!" Yan Yujin complained a little with his nose, and didn't comment much. This is not the point. The point is: "Dad, think about it, if the militiamen kill Beirong, there will be many heads."
Should I exchange silver from Mr. Xue Qi or from my master?"
Yan Laoer let out a sigh and suddenly became enlightened!
"The militia was hired by the government. We support ourselves. All expenses are paid by the government. Why should he, Mr. Xue Qi, have a hand in the middle? It must be your master who has the final say!"
"Then our militia, in some ways, are on the same level as the border army?" Yan Yu finished neatly, unloaded the cloth bag, and poured out the bean dregs inside.
This is good food. People can eat it, and animals can eat it too.
The living creatures at home really like it, and it is very fragrant.
"From a financial point of view, we are pretty close, but other things... we are far different." Yan Laoer said, "They are soldiers, we are civilians, so they are different."
"Dad, you are so stupid! You said you understood!" Yan Yu sighed and said, "Didn't my uncle say it at the beginning? You have no military merit and you don't know how to fight. You said you can manage internal affairs and logistics well.
, but who knows? Don’t you want others to see you? The vigilante group is your best stage.
Dad, use all the skills I have given you. Don’t we all say that the only thing we need in a war is logistics? If you can’t go into battle to kill the enemy, what’s wrong? If you don’t know how to lead troops in war, then you can take care of the logistics and give us a stable rear area.
, let everyone eat well, drink well, and train to be strong. Our hearts and efforts go to the same place, and no one can do it..."
