Huchuquan was attracted by the treasure knife and was enjoyed by the sight.
But Yang Biao felt his scalp numb.
The emperor has a strong murderous aura. If he doesn't let him go to Meiji, it will be too unlucky to start a massacre in Hedong.
Yang Biao became more and more uneasy as he thought about it. He found an excuse, left the imperial camp and headed straight to the prefect's mansion.
When passing through the temple of Anyi County, he stopped to take a look.
Two cars were parked in front of the door, and a few chaotou stood beside the car, gathering together to gossip.
When they saw Yang Biao coming, they stopped and bowed. Before Yang Biao could leave, they returned to their lazy appearance and leaned against the car and started chatting.
Yang Biao was in the mood to pay attention to them, so he turned around and left, and heard a few words from afar.
"Who is that old man? He looks like an official."
"If you don't know each other, you're begging for food."
The attendant beside Yang Biao was immediately annoyed and turned around to find an explanation, but was stopped by Yang Biao.
Yang Biao looked down at his clothes.
The court has not paid his salary for several years, and he has no money to buy new official uniforms. He wears regular uniforms when he is not in office. Recently, he has just been moved to the Great Honglu, and the official uniforms of the Taiwei were not allowed to be worn before.
"I'm like a beggar?"
The attendant's face turned red with anger. "These Hedong slaughter slaves should be killed without eyes."
Yang Biao looked at the attendant. "That's what you think?"
The attendant was startled and immediately said, "Mr. Yang, I am not alone in thinking so, but many people think so."
Yang Biao sighed, turned around and left, and his pace became faster.
When he arrived at the prefect's mansion, Yang Biao went straight into the atrium. Xun Yu was sending the two of them out of the hall. Seeing that Yang Biao's expression was wrong, he signaled his subordinates not to bring in for the time being, and personally led Yang Biao to the hall.
"Mr. Yang, what's wrong?"
"The emperor wants to conquer Meiji in person, do you know?"
Xun Yu looked puzzled. "Isn't this just decided the day before yesterday? Mr. Yang, you also suggested that the Northern Army enter Taiyuan..."
"Your Majesty is going to set out before the New Year."
Xun Yu was stunned, thought for a while, and then said, "It seems that the emperor discovered the fighter plane."
Yang Biao looked at Xun Yu in surprise. "Wenruo, the New Year is approaching, the dynasty, ancestor worship, and suburban sacrifice, the emperor is indispensable. At this time, we go to the expedition..."
Xun Yu looked at Yang Biao and the corners of his mouth trembled.
"Duke Yang, the rebellion of the Xiongnu will not only threaten the safety of Hedong, but may also echo Jizhou. If it cannot be defeated as soon as possible, it will be occupied by Bingzhou, and the imperial court will only have Hedong, how many years can it last?"
Yang Biao stared at Xun Yu, was silent for a while, nodded, and stood up to say goodbye.
"Wenruo, I understand. Extraordinary things must be used for extraordinary people. We are all old, and whether the great man can prosper again depends on your youth."
"I am sorry that Mr. Yang said this." Xun Yu reached out and stopped Yang Biao. "Mr. Yang called out and responded to him, which was comparable to the achievements of the man Dezuki for several months. Although the younger generation was motivated, they could not leave the old ministers.
I'm going to ask you for advice."
"You ask me for advice?" Yang Biao said self-deprecatingly: "Aren't you afraid of being misled by me?"
Xun Yu laughed and pulled Yang Biao to take his seat again. "Yang Gong, it is not my responsibility to do the kingly way, but the long-cherished wish of the entire Confucian school. Anyone in the Confucian school should do his best.
Nong Yang passed down his family through calligraphy and scriptures and was a senior official of four generations. How could he stay out of the matter?”
"Okay, tell me." Yang Biao laughed. "What can you stump your talent as a king?
Xun Yu put away his smile.
The emperor handed him over to Hedong and pointed out that 90,000 households could live and work in peace, which made him difficult.
It is actually not difficult for everyone to live and work in peace and contentment, just need to pay light taxes and taxes.
Although the household registration loss in Hedong is not as serious as it is on the books, there is no doubt that there is enough arable land. Not to mention that the Baibo army has re-entered its residence, even if it captures tens of thousands of Huns after the New Year, Hedong can be resettled.
But it is difficult to support the court, especially tens of thousands of troops.
The output of land is limited. If the taxes are collected less, it will not be able to support the court and the army. If the collection is collected more, there is no way to talk about living and working in peace.
For this matter, Xun Yu has not eaten well and has not been able to sleep well these days.
In desperation, he had to ask Yang Biao for advice.
Yang Biao rolled his eyes. "Have Liu Ba been here?"
Xun Yu's eyes flashed. "Honor Yang has something to do with him?"
"I don't look for him. I just thought that you should have discussed it with him before you looked for me. If you have an idea but can't make up your mind, you will discuss it with me."
Xun Yu smiled with his palms. "Yang Gong is wise."
"Hmph! Your little tricks are all left over from us back then." Yang Biao curled his lips. "Tell me about your plans."
Xun Yu smiled. "Does Yang still remember Zhao Qing and his son?"
"Of course I remember."
"After Zhao Qing and his son, more than a thousand households came one after another to offer grain to join the army. In fact, most people did not have any experience in fighting, but they were very young and strong. If they could stay in the army and guard and train them, they would be able to do so within three years.
Tens of thousands of elite soldiers.”
Yang Biao's heart moved. "Are you planning to turn Bai Bo's army into a military camp?"
"Does Mr. Yang think it's feasible?"
Yang Biao didn't say anything, but his eyes showed an excitement.
Xun Yu's plan is good. If it can be implemented, Hedong will have at least 40,000 to 50,000 stable troops, and there is no need for the imperial court to contribute.
What's even better is that this plan does not touch the root of the Hedong tribe, will not trigger mass resistance, and will resettle common people who have lost their land.
For the Baibo army soldiers, as long as they can get enough land, it is acceptable to work harder.
Compared to occupying the mountains and falling grass, this kind of life is much more stable.
"If it is a military camp, how much rent will be collected?"
"Since it is a military camp, it is naturally not charged for rent. However, for the convenience of calling, military rations need to be stored in a centralized manner, and it is initially determined."
Yang Biao sneered: "So, do you still want to take the household registration from the Hedong clan?"
Xun Yu smiled but refused to answer.
The rating standard for land rent in the imperial court was titanium, but the land rent paid by ordinary people is far greater than titanium, so most people barely survive. Once there is any natural disaster, there is nothing else except selling land.
His way.
The general's ration rate is determined to be one, and there is no additional charge. It is acceptable to ordinary people and welcome it.
But for the big clan, this is a bit troublesome.
The rent collected by the hidden households accepted by the large clan is usually the fifth, or even the sixth, or even the seventh. As a division, those people did not live easily, but were just unable to resist. If the court promoted military camps in Hedong, there would be a large number of hidden people.
The household chose to leave the clan and become a military household.
The big clan will definitely not be willing to let go, and conflicts are inevitable.
At this time, the prefect's mansion can come forward.
Without troops and hidden families, the great clan had no strength to confront the prefect who had 40,000 to 50,000 strong men.
Yang Biao sighed and pointed at Xun Yu. "Wenruo, the younger generation is terrifying. I am just worried that in the future, what will Yingchuan elders think of you?"
"Don't Yang Gong object?" Xun Yu asked back.
Hongnong is separated from Hedong. Since Hedong is feasible, Hongnong is also feasible.
"One of my Yang family has not acquired fertile land, and two of them have not taken care of hidden households, why bother to object?" Yang Biao shook his sleeves and left. "You let go and do it. I have to bear this infatuation, and I will submit it when I go back."
Xun Yu stood up and bowed to Yang Biao's back. "Thank you, Mr. Yang."