The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 55 Blue Jade
Once Song Yuanqiao opened his mouth, Song Xuan knew what he was going to say next.

"Father, are you leaving?"

Song Yuanqiao said: "Our Wudang sect is originally a non-Taoist, we are not good at marching and deploying troops, and we are not good at governing the country to benefit the people.

Our only ability is to fight in the rivers and lakes, masters fight!
There are also many martial arts masters in Mongolia.

When an army of tens of thousands of people fights, these people may not be of much use, but if it is a secret attack or assassination, they are definitely a very strong force. "

With that said, Song Yuanqiao stood up and said, "Next, Weifu will contact experts from various factions to form a special force for you composed of martial arts experts!
The number of this force will not be too many, and it will be composed of true disciples from various factions. At that time, masters like Miejue Shitai will also join in, and it will be specially used to protect your safety! "

Seeing that Song Xuan was about to speak, Song Yuanqiao interrupted: "I know you are strong, but no matter how strong you are, there is always a time to rest. Besides, you are not afraid of sneak attacks and assassinations, but important people under your command, such as Liu and Li, Always need it?"

Now, Song Xuan stopped talking.

What the old man said is right, this is the world of martial arts after all, an army of tens of thousands of people is fighting, and the role of warriors is not very big, but if it is a sneak attack and assassination, it is absolutely impossible to guard against.

As the lord, he really needs to have such a special force composed entirely of elite fighters, which is also the main reason why he went to Guangmingding to earn his fame.

If you don't have enough reputation and status, even if you want to recruit experts from various factions, they won't hang you!

"In this way, the child will trouble the father and all the uncles!"

Zhang Songxi said with a smile: "You child, you have become more polite!"

This year, for Song Xuan, is a year when his power has skyrocketed.

The accumulation in the early stage is enough, and he only needs to start conscription training after the autumn harvest. In the coming year, it will be the time for him to send troops on a large scale and collect all the provinces in the south of the Yangtze River under his command.

Things went well with the bandits.

Although the number of Tsing Yi Guards was small, their combat power was very strong. They drove some bandits into the surrounding towns, and then the army rushed in to kill the bandits.

Naturally, some families full of crimes were dealt with on the spot in the name of "collaborating with bandits", ransacking their families and exterminating their families!
The land was directly distributed to the local people. Amidst the sound of gratitude from the countless people, the Tsing Yi Wei army drove towards Hangzhou City with carts of money and food obtained from house raids.

These days, Song Xuan has not been idle, and has been inspecting various counties and towns in Suzhou and Hangzhou, focusing on the autumn harvest.

The Han people have been the most manageable ethnic group since ancient times.

For them, even a brutal court like the Yuan Dynasty, as long as they can still have a meal, they can't bear it.

As long as they have something to eat and some hope, they will definitely support the decisions of the upper-level rulers more than anyone else!

But even the people who are so easy to manage and such a humble hope are hard for them to get!
They just want to survive, but in this troubled world, it has become their biggest luxury!

The more humble and honest the upper-level rulers are, the more they will be treated as inappropriate!
During the autumn harvest period, Song Xuan could receive information from Tsing Yi Wei almost every day. Every day, there were many refugees who fled from other prefectures and counties.

Their fields have long been occupied by tyrants, but even so, they still have to bear heavy corvee taxes every year. After hearing that the people in the two prefectures of Suzhou and Hangzhou can share their fields, the people who could not survive came to vote one after another.

Song Xuan ordered them to be accepted.

No matter how much you come, take it!

Hangzhou City, the refugee shelter outside the East Gate.

At this time, a dense crowd of refugees gathered, but under the constant inspection by Tsing Yi Wei Tiqi, no one dared to make trouble, and they all lined up honestly, waiting for the registration arrangement.

At the registration office, Song Xuan dressed up in disguise and watched the officials busy making records.

Naturally, it was impossible for Song Xuan to handle the matter of sheltering refugees in person, but he arranged for Li Shanchang to take overall responsibility.

After a period of running-in between the monarch and his ministers, Song Xuan basically had a general understanding of the three civil servants under his command.

First of all, Li Shanchang, this person is inferior to Liu Bowen in terms of great wisdom, but this person is good at handling trivial matters and detailed arrangements.

To put it simply, this is a capable minister who can do things and knows how to do things. He is very good at logistics and can be regarded as Song Xuan's big housekeeper.

Liu Bowen, on the other hand, is better at making plans.

Moreover, this person is more courageous than Li Shanchang. Li Shanchang did not dare to say many strategies for fear of offending others, but Liu Bowen dared to say them, and most of the strategies he gave were feasible.

As for Hu Qian, he is cunning, good at communication, and knows how to judge the situation.

Some time ago, he was sent out by Song Xuan to find some valuable gentry and tyrants to win over and serve as an internal response for the follow-up army to attack the city.

And the refugee shelter in front of him was set up by Li Shanchang.

Song Xuan is free today, so he came here to check on the situation.

The situation was much better than he expected.

Not far from the city gate, there were several large pots, in which were boiling fragrant rice porridge.

The aroma continued to permeate outside the city gate, and the sound of refugees swallowing saliva could be heard from time to time.

"Name! Native place!"

The scribe not far away kept writing. After recording the last batch of refugees, he looked up at the refugees in front of him, and then asked habitually.

From Song Xuan's perspective, it seemed that they were two brothers and sisters, who came here to flee from disaster, carrying big and small burdens on their backs.

"Lan Fengjiao, this is my younger brother, Lan Yu, from Fengyang, Anhui!"

This woman should be in her twenties, but she fled all the way, with a thin body and a sallow complexion, she looks very old.

The younger brother next to her was quite tall, but perhaps because of year-round hunger, he was as thin as a stick, his eyes were round and round, and he looked around vigilantly and uneasily.

"Is there anyone else in the family?"

Lan Fengjiao said softly: "My parents are starved to death. My husband hasn't come back from home for several years, so he probably died long ago. This year, there was a drought in Fengyang, and there was no harvest at home. There was really no other way but to escape. .

Hearing that the magistrate here is alive in Qingtian, who distributes land and food to the poor, I took my younger brother to escape! "

Speaking of which, she glanced at the cooking rice porridge not far away, and swallowed subconsciously.

As if she was afraid of not wanting them, she quickly took out a few copper coins from her bosom, and said nervously, "I can do laundry, cooking, farming and doing odd jobs.

And my brother, don't look at him as thin, but as long as he is full of food, he will be very strong, he is a strong laborer! "

The scribe glanced at the copper plate in the woman's hand, hesitated for a while, but finally refused to accept it.

It's not easy to find a job in the government these days. If you lose the job in the government for a few copper coins, it's not worth it!

(End of this chapter)