There was chaos outside, but Han Xiufeng was very leisurely.

He sent Guo Peilin, who had been passing by Hai'an to various inspections, put on a long cloth gown, put on a hat, and sat by the river behind Mingdao Academy to fish. President Gu and the gentry took turns to accompany him. Today it was Li Zhiyong, who had just returned from Baimi yesterday. Seeing that he had been sitting for a long time without fish biting the hook, he couldn't help but talk about recruiting and training troops.

"Fourth Master, so many young and strong people come to join us, why don't you accept any of them?"

Thinking of Ji Daji Er and his family members returning, many young people in the village could not sit still and wanted to make achievements. They came to join the army in groups, Han Xiufeng smiled and said, "It's not that they won't accept it, but that they dare not accept it."

"It's all the children of the village, and it's the most reliable. Why don't you dare to accept it?" Li Zhiyong asked in confusion.

"Because we have to take care of their food after accepting them. Although we have some food now, how many days can we eat that food? Instead of accepting them, it is better to let each village organize a group training, let Lu Daming, Liang Liu and Ji Daji Er go to each village to help practice first, and when there is a real war in the future, we will recruit them into the camp."

Want to let the villages run a group training and let the young and strong train at their own doorstep, without paying wages or paying food, Li Zhiyong couldn't help but smile and said, "I didn't expect such a good way to connect with the people!"

"You didn't expect that you just want to have Lord Guo here, so we don't have to worry about food and salary." Han Xiufeng lifted the fishing rod and then said, "I'm different from you. I have to think about the long-term. What if Lord Guo is transferred? So you have to prepare for the future and save some food and salary first so that you can get in the future."

Li Zhiyong nodded: "That's right, we have to think about the long-term."

Han Xiufeng smiled and said, "I don't feel panic when I have food in my hands. Now, it's not as good as in previous years. The waterways are blocked, and the salt from Anfeng, Fu'an and other places cannot be transported out, and the grain outside cannot be transported out. There are so many stoves in the salt farm that have not enough food to eat. We will store more now. If there are famines in each place, Lord Guo can still transfer grain from us to solve the urgent problem."

Thinking that the grain produced by each salt farm has always been insufficient to eat. When those transporters sold salt to Huguang, they often did not return empty ships, but sold the grain from Huguang to coastal salt farms. Only then did Li Zhiyong realize that Mr. Han was thinking further.

He was secretly sighing, but suddenly he found that Mr. Han seemed to be stunned. Looking at Mr. Han's gaze, he saw a slim young woman who was carrying water with Yu Sangu to water the vegetable field by the river.

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master..."

"Oh, where did you say just now?" Han Xiufeng recovered and asked a little embarrassedly.

The beautiful lady and gentleman are good friends. Li Zhiyong couldn't help but take a few more glances, and smiled while looking: "It seems to be the girl from Dean Ren's family, otherwise he wouldn't have worked with his third aunt."

The reason why Han Xiufeng was distracted just now was because the woman's back looked more and more like Qin'er, who was far away from her hometown in Ba County, and she said absent-mindedly: "Is that true?"

"It must be, I didn't expect that Dean Ren's daughter would be so beautiful!" Li Zhiyong smiled and said, "The women born in Yangzhou City are different. It is said that she doesn't know how to use piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Not to mention Hai'an, even Taizhou can't find a few such talented women."

Han Xiufeng smiled and said, "Director Ren has no son, and he is just a pearl in his hand. Of course, he must teach him carefully."

"In the past, there was no child, but it was not necessarily the same in the future. Isn't this a successor? At first glance, the third aunt is a person who can give birth to a fat boy. Maybe she can really help President Ren give birth to a fat boy and pass it on to President Ren's family."

"That's right, you reminded me of this. You can't let my third aunt do heavy work in the future."

...

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Su Jueming, who was squatting on the side, suddenly thought that he and Zhou Xingyuan went to brothels almost every day when they were in the Fairy Temple, but Mr. Han was always alone, not even a girl who warmed the bed. Thinking of those thick-handed and thick-legged women in Hai'an, let alone Mr. Han, even Su Jueming looked down on him, suddenly a thought came up with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Han Xiufeng didn't look back at all, so naturally he couldn't see Su Jueming's expression. Even if he saw it, he didn't know what he was thinking. He was thinking about whether he would change the place to fish. President Gu, Yu Qinghuai and Wang Qianli ran along the river.

"Director Gu, why are you here? Please wait slowly and look at your feet!"

"Mr. Han, if there is something wrong, there is a big deal, someone from the Fairy Temple is here!"

"What the hell is it?"

As soon as President Gu walked to him, he said anxiously: "Two people just came, one of the alternate magistrates surnamed Lu and one of the alternate magistrates surnamed Yang, who came with the official documents of Lei Yicheng, the Minister of Justice of the Ministry of Justice. He said that in order to raise funds, Lord Lei asked the court to set up a Lijin Bureau in the Fairy Temple. They are now the assistant committee members of the Lijin Bureau and plan to collect the Lijin for the past commercial goods in our Hai'an. At this time, they are all in the inspection department, and ask the Fang Shimei to send a few archers to set up a checkpoint with them."

"Isn't Lei Yicheng the Zuo Deputy Censor? Why has he become the Minister of Justice?" Han Xiufeng asked subconsciously.

"I've been promoted, I probably just got promoted shortly."

"Do those two people who came here have the method of collecting this lijin?"

"In the past, every thousand documents of commercial goods were drawn between 3 and 40 cents," Dean Gu sat on the bench given up by Li Zhiyong and smiled bitterly: "If you only set up such a card, 3 and 40 cents were drawn are not too much. But Lei Yicheng not only set up one card, Fairy Temple, Yiling, Taizhou, Jiangyan... Master Han, how much does it cost to transport a ship of commercial freight to us?"

"Yes, but the officials are high, and the court is correct again. What can we do? Could it be that the two alternate officials will get out and not allow them to set up checkpoints in the sea?"

"The arm can't twist the thighs, so they can only set it up." Dean Gu sighed lightly and said helplessly: "Fang Shimei is probably crazy about poverty. He seems to be very keen on it."

"No matter what, he is a patrol inspector, and he is asked to contribute his efforts. He naturally has to share the weight with them when he receives the money. How can he not be keen on?" Yu Qinghuai muttered a few words, and then said: "Master Han, I heard from the two alternate officials that Lei Yicheng asked for an order to set up a Lijin Bureau. It was a plan offered by a Mu friend named Qian Jiang."

Han Xiufeng pondered: "I don't think it's that simple."

"Why did Mr. Han say this?"

"Who can collect grain and consume, set up a card to collect 10%? Who doesn't want it? But the Qing Dynasty has the ancestral teaching of "never add tuition", so no one dares to mention it." Han Xiufeng looked up at everyone's thoughtful look, and then said, "Didn't Jueming bring back a few letters from Qingjiangpu some time ago? The letter mentioned that the court asked Sichuan and other provinces to donate a lot of money to raise funds. In the letter, Huang Jingshi said that this idea was thought out by Lei Yicheng."

"What does it mean to donate a lot?" Dean Gu asked curiously.

Han Xiufeng patiently explained: "Was the court short of silver when the bandits were in rebellion? When I was still in the capital, the Ministry of Revenue reported to promote donations and requested donations to be donated by juren and students, as if they donated 5,000 taels of juren and 300 taels of juren."

"Even juren can donate, so what books do we scholars still study and what kind of fame and fortune are we going to take?" Dean Gu was shocked.

"Director Gu, even you always think this is a bad idea and it is absolutely not feasible, let alone the censors in Beijing who entered the imperial examination. Anyway, it caused a huge uproar and the matter was so unresolved. But then again, if even the juren can donate, let alone 5,000 taels, even 10,000 taels, I will donate one."

"This is natural, that's a juren!" President Gu thought about it and asked again: "What happened later?"

"Later, Lei Yicheng, who was the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple at that time, thought of a solution, but he could donate the mid-month and quota of the provincial examinations. It seemed that a province donated 100,000 taels of silver, plus one civil and military examinations, and the donation increased. However, the maximum number of large provinces cannot exceed 30, 20 in the central provinces and ten in the small provinces; one state, one department, and one county, if you donate 2,000 taels of silver, you can add one civil and military examinations to increase."

Yu Qinghuai reacted and murmured: "If you are allowed to donate directly from a scholar, the scholars in the world will definitely not agree. The winning amount of the provincial examination is different from the winning amount of the provincial examination. One more winning amount is equivalent to an additional chance of winning the election. This is a matter that benefits all scholars, and scholars will naturally not object."

"Not only will I not object, I also donate enthusiastically. Not to mention those scholars, I even have to donate a few hundred taels. I don't know who is doing this in my hometown now. As long as someone comes forward to arrange the program, my father-in-law will definitely help me donate."

Wang Qianli sighed: "Second Master, don't say that Lord Lei's idea is really wonderful. Let's just say that your hometown is Sichuan. If Sichuan officials don't take it seriously, those scholars will definitely not agree. I didn't have the opportunity before, but now I finally have this opportunity and donate the thirty-two more provincial examinations. This means that I can win thirty more juren, and the imperial court can easily raise 3 million taels from Sichuan alone!"

"So, for the establishment of the Lijin Bureau, does Lei Yicheng have such a shrewd person who needs the master surnamed Qian to offer his advice?" Han Xiufeng smiled and said, "If you guessed correctly, Lei Yicheng was worried about being criticized by thousands of people, so he asked the master surnamed Qian to raise it. Even if someone scolded him, he would not scold him all."

"It's true!"

"It's useless to say this. President Gu, did the two people who came mention the war in Yangzhou?"

"Take it, good news and bad news."

"Let's tell bad news first."

"The bad news is that the bandits who were divided into troops from Yangzhou really rushed to the capital. The good news is that the bandits besieged Liuhe, and not only failed to capture them, but also suffered heavy casualties." President Gu paused and added: "It is said that the magistrate of Liuhe was named Wen, named Wen Shaoyuan, a native of Huguang. He was born in the same way as you. He also had a donation experience in the Yunshuo Department, and later he was renamed the magistrate. However, he did not take office for a long time. It seemed that he had taken office before the New Year. He would reduce taxes and service as soon as he took office, and was harshly punished. He was as popular as you."

"Do you know how many soldiers there are in Liuhe? How did he defend this city?" Han Xiufeng asked curiously.

President Gu smiled and said, "I heard from the two alternate officials who just arrived that there were only a hundred and ten unproductive green camp soldiers in Liuhe City. As soon as he took office, he trained the local heroes, and relied on the local bravery and the temporary gathering of civil heroes."

Han Xiufeng nodded, thought about it and sighed, "It can be defended by a group of local heroes who have been trained for a while and the temporary gathering of Min Zhuang, which shows that the thieves are not that difficult to deal with."

"Yes, after all, it depends on who will defend it. If it were you, you would still be able to defend it. But if it were Liu Liangju, those who were greedy and afraid of death like Minglun and Zhang Tingrui would not be able to defend it even if they were given a few thousand bravery."

"What can't be kept? They dare not defend at all. Before the bandits arrived, they had already run away without a trace!"

"Several, don't compliment me, I'm just as greedy as I'm afraid of death," Han Xiufeng smiled self-deprecatingly, and asked curiously: "Is there any news about Liu Liangju and Dan Minglun?"

"It really is." Before President Gu could speak, Wang Qianli blurted out: "The two alternate officials who just arrived said that Qi Shan wanted to attack the city, but he lacked cannons, and there were not many kilograms of cannons that could blow the city wall. But Minglun showed up like this, saying that he knew where there were cannons and was willing to atone for his sins."

"Does he really know?"

"It is said that I really know that as long as the cannon can be transported to Yangzhou city, his head should be kept." Wang Qianli sighed helplessly and said worriedly: "Zhang Tingrui has also revealed his head. I don't know how much money he spent and who had gone, but he was dismissed from his post. Now he is here to listen to Lei Yicheng. Master Han, do you think I want to find a place to avoid it first?"

"What was expected," How could Han Xiufeng not know what he was worried about? He thought about it and smiled, "Qianli, don't worry, he just saved his head, it's not that easy to turn over. Don't say that he didn't dare to confront Old Gui Xu, even if he dared to go, we had nothing to be afraid of."

"Master Han, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of something!"
Chapter completed!