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Huang Taiji was finally relieved.

In the past six months, the price of grain in Liaoyang has been rising steadily. After the winter begins, the price of grain is even higher after the Spring Festival. Large-scale massacres cannot curb the growth of grain prices. At the most expensive time, the price of grain in Liaoyang City reached nearly 30 taels per stone. This price is too inflated. After secretly visiting many grain stores in the city, Huang Taiji determined that many people were secretly speculating on high prices. Now the population of Houjin is not burdened, and he has been buying grain in Heji. All levels of powerful people have a considerable amount of grain reserves, but no one will think about selling it at a fair price.

The grain, Lao Khan only took out the grain from the public to help the Juzhen Zhushen for a while, and could only receive four liters a month. This policy was soon cancelled. Most of the bannermen could only buy grain by themselves. Those without silver could only sell their property. The land was the least valuable. Cows and coatings were the first step for sale, followed by good bows and horses, or polished shiny armor. Although selling these things would be particularly dangerous the next time they went to the battlefield, if people were facing a situation of starvation, they would sell everything.

In March, the food price was the highest, leaving twenty taels per stone around the second year of the Tianqi period far away. Later, in April, everything was revived, and wild vegetables could be hunted and picked. Wild fruits began to mature. These resources were controlled by the Later Jin Dynasty, but they also slowed down the famine to a considerable extent, which caused the food price to fall slowly. Huang Taiji had never understood why the food price remained high, until he discovered that a lot of Jurchens were colluding with Han merchants to purchase and hoard grain, and then kept selling at a high price.

In the past six months, if they follow what Manguertai said, they don’t know how much wealth and materials they have earned in their hands.

Although the wealth of ordinary armored and flag-dragons under the banner was plundered from the Ming people, it continued to flow back to the hands of these powerful people.

No wonder there have been bannermen who have been running away since the New Year. Although they were scattered escapes, the places they fled to escape to the depths of the Changbai Mountains and the north. These bannermen would rather return to the deep mountains and forests to be savages than to endure hunger within the Eight Banners.

There are not many such things. After all, the Eight Banners are moving upwards now, and even the Banners will gain every time they fight. Moreover, the military law is quite cruel. As long as the fugitive is caught, they will be beheaded and displayed in public. However, Huang Taiji believes that this is a very bad sign. If killing the Han people only weakens the power of his punches to hit people, the escape of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens means that the foundation has been weakened, which is a very fatal thing.

But what can he do? All the people who resell grain are the highest-level powerful people. They have earned great wealth in this matter. Although these powerful people have a large amount of coats and government houses, a large amount of land, and their Niulu robbed the most, they can't end human greed, and people will only hope to get more.

"It's better to ask the slaves to fight and hunt." Manguertai looked at Huang Taiji and said seriously: "Everything is empty, only the bow and arrow in his hand are the most useful. As long as the Eight Banners have 60,000 mouths, more than 20,000 warriors are there, and three thousand white armors are there, we can grab all the lost ones."

"What the fifth brother said is really right." Huang Taiji Zhanyan smiled.

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"Master, there is the mouth of the pine tree in front of you."

After receiving the order, Cao Zhenyan was very happy. He had no time to go to Songshukou recently. There were three offline lines along the river, including Li Mingli, who had no time to receive information. Liaoyang and Shenyang each had two lines. The information from these places needed to be summarized and then crossed the river to hand it over to the military personnel there.

Although the superiors do not have specific requirements and standards for intelligence summary and reporting, Cao Zhenyan still hopes that he can do better.

This time, with the little prince, there were people with white flags, and the escorts of Niulu, the mansion's mansion, and more than 300 people were dispatched to form a long snake-shaped team along the river. There was no trace of the beams and horses in front of them, so everyone was still walking slowly along the river.

Si Beile brought not many people, only more than one hundred, most of them were guards, namely Gebushxian and some Bai Baiyala. There were only a few coats to take care of Si Beile's daily life, and in fact they were just setting up tents and cooking. Si Beile spent most of her time doing her own things and rarely needed care from others.

Cao Zhenyan was very awe of the Four Beile, not because he was very fat and big, tall and powerful step bow, nor because of his status and glorious past military achievements, but because of Huang Taiji's eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

This four Beile is too wise and wise. He never asks for questions for the second time. He is quite familiar with the geographical environment everywhere. He is also clear about the situation of various government villages and Niulu. He doesn't understand some of them, so he will remember them once he asks.

He is very gentle about people's conversations, and he is quite strict when it comes to business affairs. He is obviously not favoritism, and no one can deceive him.

This is a very powerful figure, knowledgeable and studious, tough personality and broad-minded. No wonder he is the best heir to Khan in everyone's mind.

The fourteenth prince who was riding a horse and wandering in front of him... Cao Zhenyan shook his head, it was too far away.

Due to his awe of Huang Taiji, Cao Zhenyan rarely dared to approach the Four Beile of the Great Jin Kingdom. Even if the young prince asked him to go, he would try his best to report to the Four Beile's entourage. Fortunately, his status was very different from that of Huang Taiji. This behavior was not understood as timidity, but rather as a Han slave's caution and knowing how to advance and retreat.

"Oh," Dorgon looked at one official village after another with interest, and smiled: "This area is full of the official villages of the second and third Beile, mine is still in front?"

"Yes." Cao Zhenyan smiled and said, "My master's Guanzhuang is some southeast of the Songshukou, downstream along the river."

"A good slave, a good place to choose."

Dorgon was very happy. He saw that the Guanzhuang far away from the river were all withered, and the Baoyi and the Banners were all pale and thin, struggling desperately in the withered fields.

This year is another great year of wasteland, which is destined, and there is no hope or opportunity.

It has been May since the beginning of the snow after the New Year. After four months, almost no rain has fallen. Many wheat seedlings in the fields have been killed directly, and large areas of land have cracked, and more than 90% of the wheat fields have reduced their yields or lost their harvest. On average, each person has to plant thirty to fifty acres of land. A large amount of land cannot even be harvested. Most people can only barely maintain food and clothing through harvest... It is under the premise that the Later Jin regime does not collect taxes, so this is of course impossible. The owners of each banner urged their own Niulu, and the Niulu'er really forced the flag servants under their jurisdiction, and of course the flag servants can only squeeze the Guanzhuang flag slaves and the Baoyun.

Many people will starve to death, of course not now, but the first snow starts after autumn. Every snow is a test. Until the greenness of spring spreads over the earth, many people will definitely die in the cold winter.

Only land close to the water source can receive sufficient irrigation. The Jurchens also have simple water trucks, diversion ditches, or manpower, as long as the water source is close enough.

The crops grow pretty well near the water, and the green and tender wheat seedlings spread to the sky, indicating that they have passed.

It can only be said that it is a past, and it is planted with a rough waste, because there is too much land and there is not enough oxen and fertility. Just enough irrigation can achieve the past harvest, and that's all.

Even so, it was enough to make Dorgon feel satisfied.

Soon, dusk fell, and everyone scattered to rest in various villages. Cao Zhenyan and others took the little prince to rest in Niuluezhen's residence, cleaned up, and served the little prince's favorite meals. Dorgon was also very tired due to the day of traveling around, but he still rode his horse to another farm to pay his respects to Huang Taiji according to the Jurchen tradition of being polite.

"Brother of the starlings were placed earlier." Dorgon said after saying a lot of rituals, "Brother of the starlings have been affected these days."

"Haha, this path is nothing to me." Huang Taiji was soaking his feet, his fat and strong body put a lot of pressure on him. His longbow leaned against one side of the bed, his sword hung on the other side, and the opposite armor and sword were placed in the same place. The whole room was filled with the standard atmosphere of a martial artist.

Huang Taiji was in a good mood. He went out to walk instead of staying in Liaoyang where the powerful people were fighting intrigues all over the city. This was very helpful to his physical and mental health. He rode horses every day, met local officials, and inspected various situations in the official village. There were specific things to ask about every day. Although it may not be a good thing, it was much better than being trapped in the city.

Huang Taiji said to Dorgon: "In recent days, Niu Lu reported that there have been many troubles in the Dongjiang River recently. The young prince will go with me tomorrow. If there is anything wrong, it will be safer."

Dorgon smiled and said, "Don't worry, my brother-in-law, I can ride a horse and shoot arrows now, and if I encounter an enemy, I can kill the enemy."

Huang Taiji nodded slightly and said, "Then you go by yourself, I'm going to rest."

Dorgon bowed again, and there was no fault in etiquette, but when he left, Huang Taiji's face turned cold.

Although this person is young, he is very clear-headed. Dorgon knew that Lao Khan arranged his trip to temper him. If he hid beside his brother and accepted Huang Taiji's wings and protection, although it was safer, but if the news was reported to Lao Khan, Lao Khan would definitely be a little disappointed. Therefore, he refused and always maintained an independent status of some distance from Zhengbai Banner. This kid, who is so meticulous and suspicious at such a young age, may not be easy to meet in the future.

However, there is something Huang Taiji can be sure that the boy in front of him can control himself. He can see the disconfidence and timidity flashing through Dorgon's eyes. This boy is very smart and has a lot of doubts. This makes him full of awe of power. This is very good. In the future, as long as he shows a little majesty, he can control him.
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