In the side hall of Jinshen Hall, Zhao Yanxun stood in front of a sand table.
Chen Anming and two other officials were marking various things on the sand table to make the surroundings of Yuanyang clearer.
At this moment, in the side hall, there were also two chief historians of the palace, as well as Cheng Wenguang, who was in charge of overall affairs in the city.
"Your Highness, the land in the southwest of Yuanyang is vast and extends all the way to Yuan County. There are tens of thousands of acres of cultivated land!"
Zhao Yanxun looked at it calmly. Although tens of thousands of acres of land sounded like a lot, not much could be utilized.
Judging from the feedback in the past few days, the density of zombies is obviously higher in the south direction, so that there have been several waves of rebounds.
"According to the current actual control scope, there is not even 5,000 acres south of Yuanyang, and it is not even outside the county jurisdiction. Don't think about it in Yuanxian County!" Zhao Yanxun said solemnly.
What he said was true, so Chen Anming couldn't refute it, so he could only continue.
"In the southeast of Yuanyang, because of the mountains and the Bahe River, there are only 2,000 acres of land within the county. It's time to harvest!"
This time Chen Anming learned his lesson and simply did not mention the situation in other counties, but only talked about the situation within the county.
Seeing that Zhao Yanxun remained silent, Chen Anming continued: "To the north of Yuanyang, even if the monster has been wiped out, the actual controlled land is about three thousand acres!"
As for the west of Yuanyang, because it is isolated by the Bahe River, there is not much land, so there is no need to describe it.
"If so many people in the city want to survive, and if we want a continuous supply of food, we must get food from the fields outside!"
After saying this, Zhao Yanxun retreated to the chair, and then asked: "Regarding this matter, do you think the time has come?"
Three officials, including Chen Anming, were all former Longyou Dusi people, and they were responsible for summarizing the situation of clearing out zombies when they went out of the city.
That's why Zhao Yanxun listened to Chen Anming's opinion and asked him to evaluate the current safety level outside the city, because they knew the situation of zombies outside the city very well.
In fact, after the recent period of fighting outside the city, Zhao Yanxun has been eager to establish a special government agency to manage military information and corresponding military affairs.
He had already thought of a name for the official office, and it was called the Privy Council.
After hearing Zhao Yanxun's question, Chen Anming said slowly: "Your Highness, according to the unified summary, it is now possible to start the autumn harvest. There are no monsters outside the city, so we can only patrol more and clean them up!"
"But I think... while promoting the autumn harvest, we have to cut down trees and bamboos to make a certain amount of ordnance!"
Chen Anming knew that matters related to the autumn harvest must be implemented by the royal family chief.
Since you can't take the lead, you can simply take the opportunity to make suggestions, which is equivalent to speaking for the army.
Seeing that Zhao Yanxun was thinking, Chen Anming continued: "Your Highness, there are many manpower in the city. As long as we allocate a few manpower, we can ensure the manufacture of ordnance, and then we can recruit more soldiers!"
"When craftsmen are idle, they are idle. It is better to maintain production to prevent their craftsmanship from becoming rusty!"
One person's shortcomings and many others' strengths. As the leader of a force, Zhao Yanxun has realized the importance of opening up the air.
After Chen Anming finished speaking, Zhao Yanxun asked several civil servants on one side: "What do you think about this?"
Cheng Wenguang was about to speak, but Guan Hetai spoke first: "Your Highness, I think Mr. Chen's suggestion makes sense!"
"There are tens of thousands of laborers in the city, and the fields around Yuanyang really don't need so many people. It's better to do what Mr. Chen said and send some people to cut down trees and bamboo for military needs!"
"A strong army can wipe out monsters, save more people, and allow us to survive!"
After Guan Hetai finished speaking, Zhao Yanxun glanced at the other two people.
"I have no objection!" Zhou Chengping replied.
Even a clear-minded person like him knows the importance of the army today, so he will not hinder the development of the army.
The two royal palace chiefs reached an agreement, and Cheng Wenguang naturally had no objection, so the matter was settled.
"Okay, Cheng Qing will handle the recruitment of people for the autumn harvest and tree felling out of the city!"
The errand fell on him, which made Cheng Wenguang a little surprised. Why should the two chief historians take the lead in such a big event?
"I accept your order!" Cheng Wenguang replied.
Zhao Yanxun picked up the teacup on the side, and then said: "You must recruit young people, not old people. If you go out, you will easily die!"
After rescuing survivors these days, the actual population under his control has reached 52,000, but to Zhao Yanxun, every population is still very important.
Nearly a thousand people were rescued from the suburbs of Yuanyang, which sounds like a lot, but when there was no zombie outbreak, there were tens of thousands of people living in the suburbs of Yuanyang, and the survival rate was actually very low.
"Yes!" Cheng Wenguang took the order again.
In fact, there was nothing to do, so Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice: "You are busy with various affairs, so Chief Shi will stay here, and everyone else can go and do their own work!"
After all the ministers saluted Zhao Yanxun, they bowed and exited the hall, leaving Guan and Taiman standing there with deep hearts.
Zhao Yanxun stood up from the chair and walked to the shelf aside, where there was a knife with simple decoration.
This sword is the meteorite sword given by the system. Unfortunately, it has not been used in actual combat, but the quality cannot be said.
Pulling out the sword from the sheath, Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice: "The most important thing in the country is sacrifice and military service. The importance of the army is self-evident now!"
Guan Hetai was a little confused, so he could only reply: "What His Highness said is absolutely true!"
Zhao Yanxun went on to say: "Nowadays, the palace has many soldiers, but there is no yamen for unified management. I deeply feel that something is wrong!"
Upon hearing this, Guan Hetai guessed what Zhao Yanxun was going to say next, so he simply stopped interrupting.
"So I decided to establish the Privy Council, but the Privy Council lacks a capable official who can be trusted by me!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yanxun's purpose was already clear.
But what Guan Hetai doesn't understand is that he is obviously a civil servant, why should he be appointed to a military position? Isn't this obviously a mess?
"Your Highness, could it be that you want me to take charge?"
Sheathing the sword, Zhao Yanxun turned around and said slowly: "You are an old man from the royal family. You have outstanding abilities. I think you are very suitable!"
"I am a civil servant, and I don't have the strength to tie a chicken. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to shoulder this important task!" Guan Hetai said with a bitter smile.
This is quite good for him, but if some officials are too clean, they will directly think that this is a humiliation to themselves.
After all, how can a dignified scholar become a stinky Qiuba!
"You are not asked to go into battle and fight, you only need to take care of the daily affairs of the army!" Zhao Yanxun said calmly.
"Your Highness, minister..."
"Needless to say, you are the most suitable candidate. Don't let me down!"
Zhao Yanxun had reached this point, and even though Guan Hetai felt a little conflicted, he could only act according to the king's order.
