"What? I want to find Shibi Khan?" Yang Ze said with a dizzy look: "Shibi Khan? How is this possible? If we contact Shibi Khan privately, the imperial censor will definitely impeach him!"

Diplomatic power is a symbol of national sovereignty. Although the Tang Dynasty was first established, it was not the Republic of China and the vassal states that all had diplomatic power.

Since he knew that this was not his own business, Chen Ying was pragmatic and would not take these responsibilities on himself casually. As long as it involved the problems of the court, he would not touch them if he could. This is called political correctness.

However, Chen Ying was not the kind of person who was willing to suffer losses. He thought for a while and said, "The hat of having an affair with the enemy country is too big, and my head is too small to bear it. However, now we don't need to worry. The one that needs to worry should be the Turkish Shibi Khan!"

"Shibi Khan?" Yang Ze asked in confusion: "What is he anxious about?"

"We have captured 30,000 of them now. If he doesn't care, the people's hearts will disperse!" Chen Ying smiled sinisterly: "As long as the people's hearts disperse, the team will be difficult to bring! Our food is enough now, and there are so many horses seized, and there will be no food shortage within three to five months."

Yang Ze nodded: "I heard that Shibi Khan is not a generous master!"

"Isn't Shibi Khan, is Li Yuan?" Of course, Chen Ying could only think about this and could never say it, otherwise it would be a disaster for the family extermination. Chen Ying said: "Actually, I'm really afraid that he will spend money to redeem these prisoners!"

"Afraid of redeeming it?" Yang Ze was a little speechless at Chen Ying at this time: "What's the use of keeping these barbarians?"

"What's the use? It's very useful!" Chen Ying asked inexplicably: "Shi Yang, how many people do these six counties in Lingzhou have now?"

Yang Ze was silent for a while and said, "At this time, the six counties in Lingzhou had a total of 7,414 households, a total of more than 18,000 people and more than 35,000 people."

Chen Ying asked again: "How many people were there in Lingzhou during the previous dynasty?"

Yang Ze said: "There were 64,746 households in the previous dynasty, and more than 210,000 and more than 6,300 households."

"In just a few years, the population of Lingzhou has dropped by 80%!" Chen Ying sighed: "Nearly 180,000 people, where have these people gone?"

This is a very profound question. Yang Ze actually knew it, but he did not dare to answer it directly because it was too taboo. However, Chen Ying said: "Lingzhou Hu and Han people live in a mixed relationship, and it is not easy to live in Lingzhou. Some people fled back to the pass, and some people died. More people actually turned Hu into Han!"

Yang Ze nodded, and he also discovered this similar phenomenon.

In fact, the problems that caused this situation were mainly related to the court authorities. In the late days of Daye, the Sui Dynasty was full of smoke, and the court gradually lost control of the local area. In the inland states of the Central Plains, officials were killed and rebelled, or went into the mountains to hide.

However, in Lingzhou, it was a plain, and a border plain. The situation was far worse than that in the pass. The imperial court's deterrence gradually weakened, and the Hu tribe took advantage of the situation and started to rush to the prefectures and hit the palace, killing people and causing trouble, and doing everything evil.

Most of the Han people living in Lingzhou are lower-class people and lack a strong backer. When the court could not protect them, in order to survive, they could only rely on the surrounding Human tribes and become their slave laborers. Of course, if you want to talk about Hu Hua, you can't actually say that Hu Hua is Hu Hua, but over time, it will become true after a long time.

Chen Ying said: "Lingzhou has been a territory of China since ancient times, and there is no need to be misunderstood. Otherwise, it is worthy of its ancestors. However, if you want to defend Lingzhou, it is impossible to have no population!"

"Is the general manager want?" Yang Ze understood Chen Ying's meaning a little: "Is the general manager wanting to turn Hu into Han?"

"Not so!" Chen Ying shook his head and said, "We Chinese are the most advantageous nations in the world. Whether it is deserts, Gobi or grasslands, as long as there is land, they can take root and survive. Lingzhou has thousands of fertile soil and is easy to irrigate. If it is cleared, it can cultivate hundreds of thousands of fertile land. Only with fields in hand, there are no worries about the people in the mainland not moving to Lingzhou. As long as there are food and people, what's the terrible thing about the Turks?"

"But the weather is now impossible to settle the wasteland!"

"Of course there is not that hurry. What we need to do now is to wipe out the scattered soldiers and chariots around Lingzhou and restore order!"

Since Lingzhou City was surrounded, government orders have not been able to leave Lingzhou City. Not to mention the six counties under Lingzhou are under Huile, Hongjing, Huaiyuan, Lingwu, Mingsha and Feng'an.

Now Huaiyuan has become Shibi Khan's tent garrison. Not to mention that Chen Ying only has more than 4,000 troops in his hand, even if he gives him 40,000 troops, he will not be able to recover Huaiyuan.

In theory, Chen Ying was just the general manager of the marching, not the general manager of Lingzhou. It was the responsibility of the general manager of Lingzhou to clear the local area and restore public order. However, Chen Ying did not want to return to Chang'an City for the time being. For Chen Ying, the real guns from the Turks were far more difficult to defend against than the hidden arrows from Chang'an City.

Although Guo Zihe, the general manager of Lingzhou, could not take matters due to injury, Yang, exercised the power of the general manager of Lingzhou, in line. He had no soldiers or generals, and he was powerless to deal with the scattered Turkic soldiers or local bandits.

The burden of the Qing Dynasty to conquer the Turkic scattered soldiers and yelling brave men was not light, and Chen Ying had too few troops. Fortunately, due to the siege of Lingzhou, it was really broken, and no Turkic troops were found around Lingzhou. Moreover, the Turks were captured, and the people of Lingzhou cheered with all their hearts.

It was late at night, and the entire Lingzhou had no intention of resting. Firecrackers were heard everywhere in the city from time to time. The firecrackers of this era were not the form of later generations. Instead, they sawed the bamboo, stuffed saltpeter in the middle, threw it into a brazier, burned it, and made a bang sound.

It was not until this time that Chen Ying remembered that today was the last day of the first year of Wude. Wearing armor, Chen Ying and Liang Zan inspected the military camp. At this time, both the soldiers and the prisoners were quite stable.

Chen Ying divided the horse meat from the wounded soldiers or dead horses seized from the battlefield. The ordinary people in Lingzhou each had ten kilograms, and the injured people who were injured in Lingzhou were divided into twenty kilograms. Those who died in the battles in the city would be divided into two sheep.

There is no way. Chen Ying cannot take away the seizures on the battlefield. He must be handed over to the ranks of the imperial military department to inspect military merits, so it is still possible to move some tricks and move within his power.

At this time, Lingzhou was brightly lit, and Chen Ying looked at the people in the city with great interest and cheered. Looking at the happy smiles on the faces of the soldiers and civilians, Chen Ying felt a sense of accomplishment.

However, just as Chen Ying walked to a door at the entrance of the street, the house was completely lit, and it seemed a little conspicuous during the celebration. It was faintly vaguely, Chen Ying also heard sobs coming from the house.

"Is it because the government embezzled the horse meat he rewarded? This family has no firewood to cook and no meat to eat?"

Chen Ying, who was a man of two lives, hated corrupt officials very much. In his previous life, he had no official position and could do nothing. At this time, he could bring the Shangfang sword that Li Jiancheng invited him. If it was really corrupt, he would not mind letting some blood appear on this New Year's Eve.

"Call the door!"

Suddenly the door opened, and an old man in rags sat on the hall. The old man's face, which was full of depression, looked more like a piece of dead tree bark because of his depression.

Chen Ying leaned over and asked, "I wonder if I don't ask the old man, Lingzhou is not giving out horse meat, why are you still worried at home?"
Chapter completed!