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Anlu County, in front of the Governor's Mansion, Men Tingruo City, from the county order to Baichang, and even the nobles of ten miles and eight townships and even other counties, heard that "Changnan Hou" returned to his hometown, all came to visit him from a hundred miles, this is the first Guannei Hou in Nan County for more than 100 years......

But the crowd was shut out of the door, and a weak-crowned young man with a handsome face greeted them politely outside the lintel:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Marquis of Changnan just came back last night, and he traveled thousands of miles and was too tired, so he didn't see any guests for the time being, so don't blame me."

Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed, but the young man said with a smile:

"But Changnanhou has always missed the old, how can he forget the friendship of the township party? The day after tomorrow, he will prepare a banquet in the county, and then invite An Lu's father, the villagers, the three elders, and those who have doves and canes given by the imperial court can all be seated! At that time, the prince and the villagers will have a good time! ”

Hearing that the Marquis of Changnan specially invited the county people, everyone was full of praise, saying that the prince and the marquis respected and did not forget the villagers, and they dispersed later, but there were also those who cautiously stepped forward to ask if they were qualified to participate, and the young man patiently answered them one by one.

On the corner tower in the captain's mansion, you can see everything that happened at the door, and Heifu looked at the young man and nodded: "This son coped with it properly, not bad." ”

"Yes, among the children of the middle brother's old department, he is the best."

Heifu's brother bowed his head heartily: "Lixian gave birth to a good son, has a good family education, can do things, and is also a talent, hey, to be honest, if it weren't for Licang and Dongmen Leopard's daughter, I would have wanted to give Xiaoyue to him." ”

More than 10 years ago, when Heifu was still a petty official, he went to Lixian's house to see him, and Licang returned to his hometown to take care of the fields, and when Heifu returned, he came to visit, and there was a shortage of people around him, so he asked him to help pick up people and treat things.

Hefu is thirty-three, and his old subordinates are nearly forty years old, and the former ambition is fierce, but now they are all middle-aged, and the juniors are thriving, and it is time to talk about marriage.

Wei Yang's marriage has been decided, Zhang Cang likes Wei Yang very much, and promised to marry a daughter to give him Zhang Cang is prolific, has many sons and daughters, he said that Wei Yang can choose any seven or eight school-age daughters, and also comes with a book of the same height as him as a dowry......

Heifu's niece Xiaoyue is also over 14 years old, and she will soon be in the age of Jilu, and she can get married.

This can make me feel a little distressed, so I can only ask Hef's opinion to see if there are any suitable people among his friends and colleagues?

"It's only 14, it's still early."

Heifu shook his head: "It's better to go to Nanyang County to live with Zijin for a while." ”

He smiled and said: "The woman of my Wei clan doesn't have to be so virtuous and virtuous, but she has to learn the ability to discipline her husband and make herself neither humble nor arrogant." ”

The two of them went down the corner tower and walked towards the hall, as they walked, they were Tian Qifu of Anlu County, and they were still telling Heifu about the local grain production.

"In the past few years, the wind and rain were good, the southern county had a bumper harvest year after year, the grain was piled up in the warehouse, and a lot of cattle and horses were transported from the north, and a few heads were divided into each one, so that every family could take turns to plough the land with oxen, and the field officials taught them to make manure and irrigate...... The people said, this is all thanks to you, brother Zhong, and thanks to my family. ”

He was proud in his words, honest in his heart, without any great ambitions, and his family was thriving, second to none in Nanjun, not only rich but also respected, and he was satisfied.

From his brother's account, Heifu learned that in addition to the public toilets built by the government, many private toilets have sprung up in Anlu County. The owners of those toilets also find special people to clean them, mainly to collect feces. The industry and commerce in Anlu County will also use toilets or dung buckets to excrete, and then carry it out the next morning to people who specialize in collecting manure, which will be used in public land or sold to farmers, which is also a new industry.

Gangneung Fortress is similar, and in addition, almost every river has more waterwheels, water wheels and other machinery, and the people of Namgun, who have had a slightly better life than before, will also grind rice into flour in the mill to make rice noodles for consumption, which has become a common practice.

Over the past ten years, Nanjun, which has been developed by Chu for hundreds of years and has waterways in all directions, has become a relatively developed agricultural area in the country, and its annual grain output is comparable to that of the large counties in the Central Plains.

This also made Nanjun the most important military food exporter for the southern expedition to Baiyue......

"The year before last, a total of 80,000 people went to Changsha through Nanjun, and then went to Lingnan to defend it, and the food and clothing of these people were provided by Nanjun and Changsha counties."

I am talking about the west road in the three-way army, 40,000 soldiers, 40,000 people, people and horses to eat, wear and chew, plus the loss along the way, at least 2 million stone grain and straw every year!

Even though Nanjun is rich, after two years, there is not much left of the warehouse, and now the south has suffered a defeat, but the garrison is still there, this year's military rations, Nanjun has been unable to bear it alone, I am afraid it will be transported from Bashu and Nanyang.

His words became worried: "Our field officials and warehouse officials have been complaining about their grievances, and the people have not stopped complaining. Not only was the grain requisitioned and the oral endowment increased day by day, but also because every time the grain was transported, the villagers were often requisitioned to work, and many of the children of the family died in the defeat last year......

Heifu was helpless: "No wonder my mother was a little angry when she heard that I was returning this time to continue the southern expedition." ”

Their mother was gray-haired, and the second son, who had been the most successful, had been very happy to return, but when she heard that he was going to continue the war, she suddenly turned gloomy.

"Doesn't it mean that the world has been unified? Can't you live a good life? Why do we have to fight? In the past three days, two former neighbors came to cry and complain, saying that their children died in the dense forests in the south and could not even come back! Zhongzi, although you are rich and noble, you can't forget your roots. ”

Mother held up her hand, which was a pair of calloused hands.

"We, the first small people!"

After that, she went to the vegetable garden angrily and continued to take care of the vegetables, fruits, chickens and ducks, which the old man also had.

Heifu only couldn't tell the "sugar woman" that it was not he who caused this war, but the greedy desires of the Shaofu, the merchants and the southern military landlords, and it was sweet cane sugar......

Plantations, sugar, slaves, slave catchers, wars, Heifu went back to South County to take a look, and he couldn't help but be staggered.

Where is this Jianghuai, it has clearly become the southern part of the United States!

Hefu had been gone for too long, not expecting that the little seed he had planted would grow into a greedy beast so quickly. When the sugar industry was absorbed by the government and combined with the militaristic apparatus, it became one of the reasons for the war to seize more slaves, open up more plantations, and produce more brown sugar for the Shaofu to make a profit.

In addition to the Shaofu taking the lead, the most supportive strata of the war were the military landlords who owned a lot of land but lacked slaves, and they were the people who Heifu was going to feast on the day after tomorrow, but the ideas of this group of people had already made a 180-degree turn......

The biggest brown sugar seller in the world, Heifu's cousin Yan, was pacing in the hall anxiously at the moment, and when he saw Heifu coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to pay a respect.

"My brother has seen the prince."

"No need to be polite, let you inquire about the matter, can you ask clearly?"

Heifu never fought unprepared battles, and he naturally sent someone to investigate the attitude of the military landlords of Nanjun.

Yan Dao: "My brother has secretly inquired about it, and there are landlords with more than ten hectares of land in Nanjun, and most of them are unwilling to fight again. ”

"Oh?"

Heifu sneered: "When the war started two years ago, they were not very supportive, and they were gearing up, saying that they would take their children into battle, and the left was captured and the right was the head?" ”

Not only this group of military landlords, but Yan also jumped up and down at that time, writing letters to persuade Heifu to support the southern expedition.

Yan Gan smiled: "It's our short-sightedness, who knew that Baiyue would be so difficult to fight, and he would fight for so long......"

Heifu said to himself: "What a false enthusiasm for war!" ”

Two years ago, from officials to ordinary soldiers to ordinary soldiers, the reason why the people of Nanjun supported this war was not because of how brave they were. Instead, he believes that this is a devastating battle, and the duration is also very short, which will not affect his own livelihood, and he can also obtain a large number of benefits and slaves in a short period of time.

Unfortunately, this is obviously an illusory illusion, and the empire is at war on all sides, which requires not only the mobilization of government finances, but also the extraction of the wealth and manpower of the people.

As the war drags on, food is tight, prices skyrocket, and wealth shrinks, all of which are inevitableThe longer the war continues, the more astonishing the wealth it extracts from the people.

Once great sacrifices have been made, the passion of those who had supported the war has ended.

So Heifu could already guess what the township party would say to him the day after tomorrow.

"It must be said that it is inconvenient to march south, and please strike the expedition of Baiyue!"

But this is obviously impossible, Qin Shi Huang no longer cares about the war input, the death and injury of soldiers and civilians, he only cares about one thing:

The face of the empire!

In the Jieshi Palace, a serious conflict broke out between Heifu and Qin Shi Huang, and the monarch and ministers played several games before they relented and changed the time from almost impossible half a year to two years.

At the moment, the trouble is that if he wants to clean up this mess, Heifu will have to rely on the strength of the people of Nanjun.

But now, whether it is military merits, titles, or even slaves and interests after the war, they can no longer attract the people of Nanjun, and they only want to stop the war now, and they only want to restore the rich and comfortable life of two years ago......

While he was thinking about it, Li Cang came to report that a guest wanted to see Heifu.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't see you yet?"

Hefu was not going to reveal his plans to anyone.

Li Cang hung his head: "But it's Dongting Juncheng who came!" I once heard my father say that the prince had a good friendship with him. ”

"Why didn't you say it sooner!?"

Heifu looked surprised, immediately got up, and walked out of the door, where the lintels of the captain's mansion opened one by one, and finally the main entrance was heavily painted with red paint.

A thin elderly official, standing in front of the door with his sleeves crossed, he was still the same, wearing a crown on his head, black ribbons and copper seals, but his beard was a lot more gray, and his face was slightly thin, after all, he had just recovered from a serious illness and had just been rescued by the doctor from the ghost gate.

Jun Cheng is only 600 stone officials, which is nothing compared to the black man who worships the marquis......

But the dignified Marquis of Changnan was solemn about him, and Heifu's respect for this person was no less than that of Qin Shi Huangdi!

This country, or because of the courage and determination of the emperor through the ages, was finally unified.

But as noble as Qin Shi Huang, he is just a mortal standing on the top of a huge mansion. Those who see far away are recruited because they ascend, and those who hear are exhaled because of the wind.

The howling wind is the heart of the people of the world who yearn for unification and end the war, and it is the general trend of the times that no one can stop!

The huge mansion at the emperor's feet is made of 30 million Qianshou bases, and it is glued together by thousands of obscure and hard-working "Qin officials"!

They are the bricks of empires and the building blocks of civilization.

Heifu and the visitor solemnly bowed:

"Xijun, it's been a long time!"

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