Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 125 Is your uncle okay?

   Zhao Hanzhang asked with concern how their respective losses were.

   The leaders of each family showed grief and talked about their tragic experiences from last night to today.

   Property was robbed, and many people were killed.

   Zhao Hanzhang shed two tears when he heard it. He was really sad. After all, so many people died.

   Someone hinted: "I heard that Sanniang took back a lot of gold and silver jewelry from the rebel army..."

   Zhao Hanzhang sighed and said, "They took a lot with them when they fled. The main purpose of this trip was to save people, but they captured a hundred or so people and came back, which is barely useful."

   "I heard that Sanniang just returned to the city, so she let all the rescued women go?"

   Zhao Hanzhang: "Although the county town has only been through the war, it looks messy, but my family's work is scattered all over the alleys, and there is no doubt about the safety, so I let them go home separately. Why, the Song family head thinks it's wrong?"

   "I'm just worried that they will be looted again on the way. I think it would be better if Sanniang sent someone to send them home."

   Zhao Hanzhang said indifferently: "I can't guarantee that outside the city, if anyone dares to stretch out his hand in the city, I will cut off his hand, and I don't mind killing a few people to kill chickens and monkeys."

   Each family head laughed shyly and hurriedly praised Zhao Hanzhang for his good governance.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Fan county magistrate's family died in the city, leaving only an orphan girl. The city is in chaos now. I hope that each family can restrain their clansmen. It would be better if they were able to help the civilians in the city."

   Each family quickly said: "We will do everything we can to help each other."

   Zhao Hanzhang expressed his satisfaction, took out a few blank brochures and said, "There is one more thing I need to ask the heads of the family."

She said: "This time in the battle of Xiping, each family suffered heavy losses, but it will not be long before the day of receiving the food, so please report the list of casualties, so that it will not be too chaotic when the next county magistrate arrives. "

  Every family took the blank brochures in a daze, but this is what the county magistrate did, and the new magistrate has not arrived, why are they doing it, maybe they can pass the autumn tax this year.

   But when he met Zhao Hanzhang's gaze, no one refuted for a while, and he silently accepted the booklet.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Yang Yang also lit the wolf smoke. Now the Huns are heading south, not necessarily when another chaotic army will come, so I plan to recruit civilians to repair the city gate.

When everyone heard this, they immediately asked, "Why did the Huns come to Xiping?"

   Zhao Hanzhang sighed: "They exited from Luoyang and headed south."

   "Where is the imperial army? What is the King of the East Sea doing?"

   Zhao Hanzhang thought, are you busy fighting infighting?

   But no matter what they were busy with, Zhao Hanzhang said: "It's better to save yourself instead of waiting for reinforcements who don't know where they are."

  No one objected.

   Zhao Hanzhang then said: "Okay, let's go back and prepare. After checking the list of casualties, we also choose people to support the city construction. I hope everyone can do their part for Xiping."

   Everyone got up and responded. When they were about to leave, someone couldn't help but ask, "Sanniang, are your uncle and son Nian still healthy?"

  Zhao Hanzhang lifted his eyelids to look at them, and saw them trembling with fear. After a long while, she said slowly: "Don't worry, he is still alive and his health... he is still healthy."

   Everyone laughed and said embarrassedly, "Just be healthy, be healthy."

  The crowd retreated.

   Zhao Ju saw them leave, and couldn't help but ask: "Sanniang, they clearly suspect that you killed the five-bedroom Langjun, why don't you explain it clearly?"

   "Do they believe me if I explain it?" Zhao Hanzhang said: "When my uncle has time to visit Xiping County, the doubts will disappear. Now, it's not a bad thing to have such doubts."

   Be afraid, but things will go smoothly.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Let people clean up the corpses in the city, let them take away those who are claimed, and carry them outside the city to dig a pit and burn them."

   Zhao Ju, "Burned? It's not good, let's dig a bigger hole and bury it."

  Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, if one is not enough, just dig a few more. The corpses on the roads outside the city are also collected, and the corpses cannot be exposed in the wilderness."

"Yes."

  Fu Tinghan brought a thick booklet and said, "There are only some things left in the county government's warehouse that are not easy to move. This is the original account book."

   Zhao Hanzhang took it, and he flipped through it, "Where's the household?"

   "I have people sealed up, and no one can enter or leave for the time being."

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him approvingly, "Well done, we'll clean up the house when the situation stabilizes."

The things in    are the foundation of a county, and the household registration, taxes, land properties, etc. are all recorded in it.

   Fu Tinghan asked, "Are you going to take over Xiping County?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "I have this plan, but I can't do it alone. I need the support of Zhao Shiwubao."

   Without Zhao's support, she has now mastered Xiping County, and it will be difficult to manage it later.

  Fu Tinghan said: "Zhao Ming seems to have some misunderstandings about you."

   Zhao Hanzhang didn't care, "He is from the point of view of the clan. As long as this matter is beneficial to the Zhao family, do you think he will refuse it?"

  Fu Tinghan nodded after thinking about it, "He won't."

   "I still need your help to calculate the cost of building the gate of Xiping County. I will ask someone to find the chief registrar and county magistrate of Xiping County. You can count the current population and land in the county. I will use it later."

  Fu Tinghan was curious: "Then what are you doing?"

"I'm going to appease people's hearts," Zhao Hanzhang said: "Today, many people fled the city, and there are still people on the run. Since I have plans to take Xiping County, I can't let people run away, otherwise I will be a bare county. order?"

  Fu Tinghan thought about it too, took the booklet and obediently went down to calculate and count.

   Ji Ping ran back quickly, "Sanniang, I found it, the master and magistrate Fan died in battle together, and the county magistrate's family ran away, and I don't know where they are now."

   Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said, "Then there is no need to look for it, is there anyone else in the master's family?"

   "Yes, his wife and children are still there. The eldest son is fifteen years old this year. I heard that he was originally going to join the county government office as an official."

"That's literacy and numeracy, settle his home and recruit him into the county," Zhao Hanzhang said: "Now we have a shortage of literate people, you can post a notice on the bulletin wall of the county government, recruiting those who are literate. Knowledgeable."

   "Yes." Ji Ping stepped back.

   Zhao Ju on the side reminded again: "Sanniang is short of people, why don't you go back to Wubao to ask for someone?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Don't worry, wait until we arrange the manpower, and then put the clansmen in the remaining positions. By the way, remember to leave a good position for Mr. Ji."

   Walking out of the county office, Zhao Hanzhang got on his horse and was about to appease the people. When he thought of something, he turned his head and asked, "Have we sent someone back to tell the clan war report?"

   "The person who sent the girl from the Fan family back should have said that?"

   Zhao Hanzhang thought about it too, put the matter behind him, waved his hand and said, "Come on, let's go around the county and see how the casualties are."

   (end of this chapter)