Han Jiang is still very interested in listening to gossip.

Especially the matter of the Imperial Guard Beidaying directly under Lin'an Prefecture.

Han Jiang said: "Let me tell me."

Qian Kuan's voice was very low: "Yes, Beidaying, Lin'an Prefecture has a capitation of 27,000 people, and the actual number is 22,400. The total number of officials and small officials is 10,100. There are less than 700 people who can travel three miles on the Beidaying. Whoever reveals this scar will die, no matter whether it is civil or military."

Han Jiang's face turned pale after hearing this.

A 27,000 troops can still be used, and what are the rest?

Manure making machine!

Han Jiang looked at Qian Kuan and wanted to ask, is this true?

Before Han Jiang asked, Qian Kuan continued, "I asked me how I knew that I had 45 years of consuming military food for thirty years. I was a big official, with 200 soldiers, and I was as cheap as a dog."

Han Jiang believed it at this time.

Qian Kuan is a complete veteran, and his words are credible.

But the news is really amazing.

But if you think about it again, Han Jiang didn't feel any surprises. He had heard many stories about the Song Dynasty in his previous life. There were only a few Song army who could really fight, and the rest were mixed up.

But why did Qian Kuan tell himself this?

Han Jiang asked in a low voice: "Do you like money or do you want to call Yan Yun back?"

Qian Kuan laughed.

"I like money. If you have money, you will have wine and meat. Yanyun, I want to die in Yanyun, so I can be considered dead and going home."

This sounds very tragic and the topic cannot be continued. If Qian Kuan asks Han Jiang to express his attitude on this matter, Han Jiang will really be unable to answer.

What's more, the Han family is a famous treacherous minister. Han Jiang smiled and raised the bowl: "I like money too, I also drink a bowl for money."

"Young Master treats us as an individual, I respect you this bowl." Qian Kuan raised the bowl and was about to touch it, but hesitated halfway through his hand. He was a lowly big-headed soldier. The one in front of him, even though he was young, he would not talk about the Han family or something, but he was also an earl.

"Drink." Han Jiang didn't mind at all. Many people were stunned for a moment. Qian Kuan changed from one hand to two hands and sipped it all.

Han Si was thinking in his heart how to report this to the lord Han Tuozhou when he returned.

Let’s talk about Meiwu.

The night banquet in Meiwu was about to end, and the servants of the Han Mansion sent the poems written by Han Jiang.

Qian Xunyi took the folded letter and handed it to Lu You without opening it.

The servant who delivered the letter said, "Master, the servant of the Han Mansion brought a sentence when he delivered the letter."

"speak."

"The young master of the Han family said that he could not write poetry, and he recited this poem. He had to write it because his elders asked him to write poetry, but he did not dare to do it perfunctorily, so he had to copy one piece together. However, this poem had no author before, so it could not be considered copying other people's poems."

After hearing the servant's words, Qian Xunyi just waved his hand.

Lu You read the poem, nodded slightly, and passed the poem to others to read.

After reading it, Yang Wanli said, "It's like a poem used by the wise man to teach his sons and nephews."

Qian Xunyi didn't answer the conversation, just listened to everyone's discussion.

Ma Yuan laughed: "The poem is good, but this writing is going to be practiced."

Qian Xunyi then spoke: "That's right, the writing is too bad."

Lu You asked: "It's not that the Qian family's children are their teachers and have not taught them to write."

Qian Xunyi shook his head: "I have checked the family tree, main room, side room, and backing room, and I can't think of who taught him. The baby doesn't make any lies in this matter, and he doesn't need to stick to my Qian family, so he will definitely not recognize the teacher randomly. There must be a reason for this, but there is no need to ask about it."

"That's right, if he pays for the money to become a disciple, I will teach him." Yang Wanli took the initiative to take on the matter.

Lu You asked: "How do you teach?"

"Teaching him to write."

"really?"

Yang Wanli nodded: "The first article was taught to write the article that refutes the romance and chants the wind and the moon."

Lu You shook his head: "What else do he do in the past?"

Back then, He Dan was the doctor who impeached Lu You, and then Lu You lost his official position on the charge of mocking Fengyue. He Dan was the one who Han Tuozhou supported becoming the doctor who cursed Yi.

Yang Wanli said: "Han Jiefu took over a good son."

Good son?

Han Tuozhou felt that he had invited a ancestor, the little ancestor, to return.

Han Jiang was still drinking in a big bowl. Han Tuozhou rubbed his forehead and watched a full martial arts movement in the Han family hall.

Qian and Wu families were old managers, and their legs were not very flexible, but they couldn't resist the fact that there were only a few children and grandchildren. After the argument, they scolded them and couldn't move them, so their children and grandchildren went up to beat them.

Not to mention the words of a noble servant with a status, even Han An rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

"Fight, you bunch of trash can't even win a fight. You guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys, you guys,

Seeing that the heads of the two families did not stop, no one was willing to lose. In addition to the unusable tricks of clamping the eyes and cutting off the sons and grandsons' feet, they used all the things they could use.

Finally, a group of noisy, breathless old men sat down, tired.

Then, a group of middle-aged people with a bruised nose and swollen face also sat down. In addition to being tired, they also had a lot of pain in their bodies.

Han Tuozhou picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and was about to scold someone. But Wu Song took the lead: "I'm tired of scolding? I'm tired of beating? Okay, get out and rest. When Brother Jiang comes back, he will deal with you. Get out."

The Han Mansion and the Wu Mansion supported each other and gave salutes, then retreated one after another.

Seeing that everyone left, Han Tuozhou put the tea bowl heavily: "What a big deal, these goods are so angry."

Wu Song smiled happily: "There is still something to do in the backyard of your home. We are running Yanzhou. They have a lot of resentment from each other. They scold and beat each other, which is better than holding back. If you want to talk about things, sometimes it will only cause big trouble after holding back these small things for a long time. I don't know that the craftsmen in the Han Mansion can actually build a 16-meter-long wheelbarrow truck, which is more than an ordinary machine in an hour."

Han Tuozhou asked back: "You don't know that you have sixteen yarn carts at home, and the best yarn carts in Lin'an Mansion are just eight yarns."

"I really don't know."

Wu Song didn't say anything nonsense, he was concerned about these things.

Yanzhou now needs to be managed by the two governments, so workshops and other things must be injecting raw materials, processing and sales, which will not cause mutual competition.

Of course, mutual help and collaboration cannot be missed.
Chapter completed!