Jiangning, Yangzhou, Guazhou, Yizhen and other places were occupied by the Taiping Army, and the Yangtze River water transport was blocked. In addition, the large salt merchants in Yangzhou were taken away by the Taiping Army. No one came to buy the salt from Huaizhong and Huainan, and they could not be transported out even if they bought it. This made the Yanhe River, which was unknown in previous years, become deserted, and there was no salt ship to be seen for ten days and half a month. However, Hai'an Town, located in the direction of the salt water transport road, returned to the bustling area because of Han Xiufeng's departure.

The threshing ground in the west of the city has now become the schoolyard of the salt arrest and anti-smuggling camp of Lianghuai Salt Transportation Bureau. A small blue brick courtyard next to the threshing ground has become a temporary office in Taizhou Prefecture. The rows of houses on the river west of the threshing ground have been requisitioned as barracks of the salt arrest and anti-smuggling camp.

The township agreement and the chief of the Jiazhang set up the stage that only lasts during festivals and festivals. Not only did they put a case and a chair on the stage, but they put a "silent" and "avoidance" signs in front of the case. There were several water and fire sticks on the racks on both sides, and two flagpoles were also erected in front of the stage. One flagpole was hung with the big flag "Qinjia from the sixth rank to be appointed as Taizhou Prefecture and Han" and the other flagpole was hung with the salt arrest and anti-smuggling camp of Lianghuai Salt Transportation Department.

However, the main person has been here once these days, recruiting soldiers, creating weapons, buying clothes, practicing martial arts, and food and salary. All the camps are Han Bo, the cousin of Han Chen, the ambassador of the Salt Department of the Kooling Field, and his cousin Tang Guozhenghe, the deputy inspector of Hai'an, and Fang Shimei, who helped him arrange it.

The happiest person in Han Xiufeng's return was Dean Gu, Yu Qinghuai, Wang Qianli and other gentry. These days they said they were recuperating from injuries, but Jing was busy traveling around and drinking. Even Datou was put into the warehouse and putting his horses in Nanshan. As soon as he came back, he went to Jidaji Er to play with Jijiazhuang for two days. Then he checked the private salt with the first month of the year, and then guarded Wanfu Bridge. Later, he followed Wei Yong, who came back, to play with Hujiaji. Now he happily went to catch fish with Wang Ruhai's second son Wang Qianbu.

Seeing him running happily, Dean Gu muttered: "Master Han, this kid, Datou is a very sensible child, why can't he stop being so happy when he plays (plays). Changsheng has climbed up to the high branch, and now he is working in front of Lord Guo, and only Big Head is left by your side. You can't let him be crazy, you have to take care of it."

"I asked him to go there, so he would play for a few more days," Han Xiufeng carried the fishing rod and followed everyone to Huangsha Port, smiling: "Director Gu, you always don't know that Datou is a miserable child. He has no father or mother to fight for his childhood, and his brain is not good. Later, he is wandering with me. He has not had a few good days in these years. He finally has free time but he won't let him play for fun."

"Master Han, it's such a blessing he can meet you in eight lifetimes!"

"How could you always say so exaggeratedly?"

Thinking of the morning when Han Chen, the ambassador of the Salt Class of the Corner Scene Field, sent another boat of rice. Yu Qinghuai, who was following behind with a fish basket and a bench, couldn't help but remind him: "Mr. Han, Lord Guo really treats you as his own person. He really gives you whatever you want. You can't always take it seriously in the reconstruction of the salt camp."

"I don't care about it." Han Xiufeng smiled and turned around and said, "Qinghuai, have you not fought enough for the war?"

"I don't want to fight, I'm worried that if this continues, you won't be able to make an appointment with Lord Guo."

"Master Han, Qinghuai's worries make sense. You have been back for eleven days. The Korean Ambassador has sent six ships of grain, the Korean Ambassador has sent more than 3,000 taels of military pay, and a lot of machetes and spears. But today, we have only found more than 30 soldiers. When will the salt camp be rebuilt if this continues?" Wang Qianli asked worriedly.

"You also know that the rebuilt salt camp is the salt camp. Do you know what the salt camp is for?" Han Xiufeng asked back, then smiled and said, "Mr. Guo is neither the imperial envoy sent by the emperor to attack and suppress the bandits, nor the local officials in Jiangsu. Instead, he was ordered to revive the salt affairs of Lianghuai in the face of danger. It is different from the first two movement departments that co-organized the Jiangfang Affairs. In other words, the matter in Yangzhou is not subject to Lord Guo, and the reconstruction of the salt camp is not used to deal with the Taiping bandits, so there is no need to worry."

"I know there is no need to fight the thieves again, but the private lords must go and attack them, and the private salt must go and investigate them!"

"Where can there be a private owl without salt?"

"Why is there no salt?" Dean Gu asked subconsciously.

While talking, everyone had already arrived by the river.

Han Xiufeng put down his fishing rod, took the rice bran from Wang Qianli, picked up a place with not much water and grass to build a nest, and then loaded bait on the fish hook, and smiled bitterly: "It is said that Lianghuai Transportation Bureau is the most fertile in the world, but that was the past. The current Lianghuai Salt Affairs can be described as natural disasters and man-made disasters. You know the natural disasters. The Huangshui River diverted the route, and the Huai River fled around. The salt farm has been affected every year. In addition, there is a lot of mud and sand in the Huai River, which continues to alluvialize to the seaside. Although a lot of land has been silted in Huai and Huainan in recent years, the brine gas has gradually faded. Not only Anfeng, but Fu'an and other fields have produced less and less salt. It is said that several of the Tongzhou Branch no longer produces salt."

"The yellow water enters the Huai River, and is good at silting and accumulation. I know this." Dean Gu put down his bench, held the fishing rod, looked back at the direction of Fengshan and sighed: "The Fan Gong Dike in the Song Dynasty was on the edge of Chuanchang River. According to legend, Chuanchang River was dug by Fan Zhongyan when he built the seawall. But now the sea is far away from us. As the saying goes, the stars change, and the world changes!"

Han Xiufeng nodded and continued, "You know the man-made disasters. The Taiping bandits and bandits are in chaos, the waterways are blocked, and there is no salt produced in Huainan and other places in Huainan. But now, it is difficult to produce some salt, not only can it be transported out, but it is even impossible to find a transporter with financial resources. In this way, how can those stove owners live for salt? So when they went to Taizhou last time, the officials in each of the places complained and begged Lord Guo to release the farm."

Li Zhiyong has never been to a salt farm and does not understand salt affairs. He can't help asking: "Why do you put the cultivation in place?"

"Salt is cooked, and cooking salt cannot be separated from firewood, so there is a saying that 'washing becomes the mother of salt'. In the past, in order to cook salt, the salt field was only allowed to grow grass and not be reclaimed. Now salt is becoming more and more difficult to cook, and even if it is cooked, it cannot be sold. Thousands of salt cubes eat and drink whatever they eat, so the officials of the farm want the stove salt cubes to cultivate the land and grow grain."

"Did Lord Guo agree?"

"If the land is fully cultivated, what should I use to cook salt? The court will collect salt tax from whom I use money. Lord Guo dares to agree, so I have a headache now." Han Xiufeng put the hook into the river and looked at the float and sighed: "There is enough trouble for salt affairs, so Lord Guo has no intention to help attack and suppress the bandits. This is a messy battle, and private salt transactions are not easy to do, so there are not so many private oaths, so we don't have to worry."

President Gu was confused and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Han, since Lord Guo doesn't have to attack and suppress the bandits, nor do he have to worry about the salt field leaking, why do you help rebuild the salt camp?"

"No matter what, Lord Guo said, he was a third-rank official. The bandits were close at hand, so naturally they could not lose some troops. Moreover, this was different from our previous training of the village heroes. The salt camp was a green camp within the economic system. Not only did the Jiang'an Grain Road need to allocate grain, but the Jiangning Vanguard Department wanted to allocate wages. The Huai-nan and Huainan fields also had to assist in the food and wages as usual. If they were not built, they would not be built for nothing. Those food and wages should not be used for nothing."

President Gu reacted and thought about it and asked again: "Which military officers are set up in the salt capture camp according to the customs of the court?"

Han Xiufeng lifted the fishing rod and said as a treasure: "The Salt Catch Camp is the only one in the yamen of the Ministry of Operations. Not only is the sparrow small and all-in-one, but it is also higher than the general green camp regulations. It has one fourth-rank chief minister, two sixth-rank chief minister, two seventh-rank chief minister, two eighth-rank chief minister, four additional foreign commissioners from the ninth-rank chief minister, four additional alternate foreign commissioners and four additional alternate foreign commissioners."

"No wonder Ji Daji Er and others said they were all promoted," Dean Gu couldn't help but smile.

Yu Qinghuai also asked curiously: "Mr. Han has more than 20 officials. Where are the soldiers? How many soldiers are there in the system?"

"Two thirty-six, this is the food and salary given by the court. But more than two hundred soldiers can accomplish what can happen, so Lord Guo asked us to recruit 500, half of them ate the food and salary of the court, and the remaining half of the food and salary for the remaining half will be supported by the various parties." Han Xiufeng paused and continued: "This is not considered arbitrary recruitment, because the Yizhen-speaking station in the past, and the Taiba Supervisory Office in Taizhou now has salt soldiers. The ward guards of the yamen in the transportation department must have a kuo, let alone so many kuomen in the inspection department. In short, the posts have a source, so we don't have to worry about the food and salary."

Wang Qianli couldn't help but smile and said, "There is food and salary, and there is no need to fight. This is really good."

"If you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of one," Han Xiufeng turned around and said, "I don't know who will lose and who will win in Yangzhou. If Qishan not only fails to recover Yangzhou, he is defeated by the bandits in Yangzhou City, and the situation will become like half a month ago. At that time, Lord Guo will no longer be able to reorganize the salt affairs of Lianghuai as he is now. As a third-rank official, he has to stand up and stop the bandits from attacking Taizhou. At that time, the salt camp will be used."

"Master Han, I've been drinking these days. If you don't say that, I almost forgot that the bandits are still entrenched in Yangzhou, and the world is not peaceful!"

"Director Gu, I have seen bandits, and I didn't say anything discouraged. It wouldn't be that easy for Qishan to recover Yangzhou. Maybe he would be defeated as he told Mr. Han." Yu Qinghuai murmured.

President Gu asked anxiously: "What should I do?"

"What should I do in the past do? In short, I can't take it lightly." Han Xiufeng took a deep breath, thought about it and smiled bitterly, "You guys know that I planned to retire and retire and return home. As a result, Lord Guo came. Not only did we recognize him as early as the capital, but Lord Guo treated me like my nephews. I couldn't just leave and put him in danger. So even if you can't protect Taizhou, you have to keep him safe."

"Why are you not in a hurry at all about the salt camp?"

"Who said I'm not in a hurry? The soldiers are not the most powerful. I would rather be insignificant than in the election of soldiers." Han Xiufeng paused and continued: "I really thank Pan Er to you. I have to thank you Dean Gu. Pan Er thought that this battle would not be completed in a year or a half, and there would be casualties in the war. There would be no soldiers to replenish them. So I came back with you to settle the coolies in Taiba with all corners."

"Master Han, what kind of coolies are you planning to recruit into the camp?" Dean Gu asked subconsciously.

"Well, but only five hundred people are recruiting. Ambassador Han is helping us recruit, and those coolies want to serve. It's just that it's spring plowing, and the land they bought and rented to them that you have always rented to them cannot be so deserted, so they have to wait until they plow the land and sow the spring seeds before they can enter the camp."
Chapter completed!