[This should have been promised to be made up yesterday, but there was a delay, so I want to say sorry and make it up now.] There will be another chapter in a moment. ]

The spring breeze in Xinzhou is intoxicating, and the murmuring stream flowing out of the Wutai Mountains moistens the newly ploughed fields under the mountain.

The village, which had been ravaged by the Liao army, finally had smoke after many days. The first batch of Daizhou people who were resettled lived in hastily repaired houses, and at the same time sprinkled spring wheat seeds into the ground.

The peasants standing at the head of the field, looking at the land allocated to them after losing their owner, have unconcealed worries in their eyes, and the confusion of being far away from home, but more of them are looking forward to the future.

Although in the end, in the final analysis, how many seeds can sprout and grow smoothly in this untimely sowing is unsure in the hearts of many people. However, seeing that these days, the government has made well-organized arrangements, fulfilled promises, and unsparing relief, it is no longer a complete despair for the future.

A faint smile appeared on Chen Feng's face. Not for the reclaimed land, but for the hope on people's faces. During this time, he didn't know how many desperate faces he saw, and he didn't know how many faces he saw that were so numb that they lost their expressions, the invaders from the north had caused countless tragedies in this land, and these hopes were more precious than pearls. It is also a testament to the best of his work - relatively speaking, those inappropriate flatteries and flatteries make him tired of listening to them.

'If Hanoi is fierce, move its people to the east of the river, and move its millet to Hanoi. The same is true of Hedong. This is a means of knowing what to do when encountering a famine in the Spring and Autumn Period. Han Gang's approach is in the same vein, but in fact, it is not so easy to do it well.

Han Gang was not a propaganda envoy, and it stands to reason that he cannot interfere in local civil affairs, so it is logically inconvenient to interfere in the work of relocating displaced people. Smart people don't intervene, and when something goes wrong, they don't have to take responsibility. However, Han Gang still sent Chen Feng and others to inspect the villages where the Daizhou displaced people had been resettled, and tried their best to cooperate with and even lead the resettlement work.

This is a very stupid approach, and it is not in line with the habit of passing the buck in officialdom - looking at the elated appearance of He Zifang, the governor of Xinzhou, when he heard that the envoy was planning to intervene in the resettlement of the displaced people, he knew how rare it was to do this-but when he saw a glimmer of hope on the completely numb faces of the homeless people this time, Chen Feng finally felt that this decision might not be so stupid.

However, after Chen Feng's mood was relaxed for a while, he became heavy again. He didn't have any time to spend here. Because he had just received an official letter from the front, asking him and Tian Yan in Taiyuan to prepare a camp to settle the tribe of Divination in the south.

Chen Feng was only transferred from the south more than ten days ago, but before that, he was also dealing with the transfer of grain and grass while helping to settle the refugees in Taiyuan Province. As soon as the errand of Taiyuan Mansion came to an end, he was transferred to take over Xinzhou, and he was even more busy at this time.

Chen Feng now understands that being a staff member of the privy deputy envoy is indeed like stepping on the ladder of heaven. But if you want to climb up further, you have to work several times or even more than ten times as hard as a local official in the past.

The reward obtained from this is not so much Han Gang's gift, but the result of his own efforts. What Han Gang gave was just a chance.

It's not that Chen Feng is not grateful to Han Gang, but under Han Gang's disciples, he often feels difficult to adapt to his style of action. and Han Gang's attitude towards work dedication does not look like a heavy minister at all, which is also difficult for him to understand. But you can get a return for your efforts, which has made Chen Feng feel very satisfied.

After riding a horse around the fields, he encouraged several officials in charge of the resettlement of the displaced people in Daizhou, and after listening to the reports of the village elders elected from among the displaced people, Chen Feng hurried back to Xinzhou City.

On this way, he had already accelerated as much as possible, but when he returned to Xinzhou City, it was still noon the next day, and from noon the previous day to noon the next day, a distance of more than sixty miles, he had walked a whole day, the road that was turned over in the spring, delaying him too much.

In winter, the official road made of rammed loess is frozen as strong as steel. The frozen ground under the road melted, the hard, hardened pavement turned into a pool of mud, and the carriage drove past two deep ruts, which were then filled with mud and water. Some roads are just a small puddle of water on the surface, but under the water, there is a huge pit that is deep and uninhabited. Such a road is no safer than the ice on the river in winter.

This was actually the biggest problem that plagued the entire supply line supporting Xinkou Village, as a large number of horse-drawn carriages were damaged, and at the same time, a large amount of grain and grass were also contaminated and lost. In order to renovate the road, a lot of manpower has been invested in the entire Hedong Road, which is not much less than the people involved in the transportation of grain and grass. Gravel, pebbles and other materials for road construction were consumed. But the entire supply line is still like a thin rope that has been tightened, and it may break at any time.

In the case of hundreds of thousands of people being transferred, Hedong Road still has to carry out spring plowing and replanting, and it is also necessary to ensure that the military prefecture that has not been invaded by Liao thieves can produce and harvest normally. Chen Feng was a little lucky, fortunately, Han Gang was not a propaganda envoy who could also take care of civil affairs, otherwise with his character, he would definitely bear all the responsibilities. In that case, they will probably have the heart to hang themselves.

Luckily, that's all there is to it.

However, when Chen Feng rushed back to the temporary yamen set up in Xinzhou City on the edge of the Beikou warehouse, he didn't even stop breathing, and found that he had another errand.

"Bai Dujian is asking for food from Dingxiang?"

"Yes. Bai Lao said that he was about to go into the mountains to suppress the bandits, and he wanted to carry dry rice that he could eat immediately, not rice and wheat. There are also sauces, vinegars, and dry goods that should also be carried. ”

Dried rice flour is dry food, which is cooked and shaped and dried, so that it can be eaten while walking. Portable sauces and vinegars, on the other hand, are soaked in cloth and dried, then cut into slices, and when eaten, the rags are thrown away. It's easy to say, but it's a lot of work to do. However, Chen Feng has already made preparations here, as long as he directly transfers it, but these dry foods are needed by Xinkou Village.

"Who did Bai Du send to deliver the message?" Chen Feng asked.

"It's Bai Xiaoyanei, who is over there in the state ya."

"Bai Xiaoyanei? Is it Bai Zhaoxin? ”

"Yes." One person sneered, "It's Bai Xiaoyanei, who took the heads of more than 100 bandits to Xinzhou a few days ago. This time, it was transferred to Dingxiang County. ”

Bai Yu is a general in Shaanxi, and he has been inspecting the capital in the early years of Xining, but he was unlucky, and he passed by several major battles, and he did not make much contribution.

It was not until this time that the Liao army entered the Kou and invaded Taiyuan, and the garrison of Hezhongfu, which was the northeast gateway of Chang'an and located at the southern exit of the Fen River Valley, became the first Shaanxi reinforcement to go north to rescue Hedong.

It's just that Bai Yu's luck this time is still not good, Han Gang has always left them in the rear, and even when the army went north to Xinkou Village, the Western Army, which was far more elite than the Jingying and Hedong armies, still fell into an errand to eliminate the bandits in Taiyuan.

When it comes to white jade, the officials here are rarely respectful.

A cronie who followed Chen Feng sneered, "Dingxiang is all on Wutai Mountain, there are only monks on the mountain, where are the thieves?" ”

Another little official raised his eyebrows, squinted and smiled, "A thief is also a thief...... But that's a whore! ”

"If Bai Dujian can exert his divine power in Wutai and cut off the big head and the small head, it can be regarded as returning the Manjushri Bodhisattva Dojo to a blue sky and white sun."

Tang Wuzong destroyed the Buddha, and it was difficult to prosper. Manjushri Bodhisattva's dojo has been greatly hit, the Northern Wei Dynasty has three hundred and six temples, and there are countless Lan Ruo, and after arriving at Tang Wuzong, there are only three or five broken temples located in the deep mountains. However, after Huichang, Buddhism was revived, and at this time, there were temples and monks all over the mountains again.

Han Gang doesn't like Futu, there is a saying that it is because his ancestor is Han Changli [Han Yu]. In addition, that is, Buddhism and Taoism are not incompatible, and the private disciples of Sun Simiao and Sun Zhenren, who came from Taoism, will certainly not have much to do with monks. What medicine master Wang Bodhisattva, that is a thief bald to put gold on his face. In order to cater to Han Gang, the officials below him will not openly say that they believe in Buddhism, and even most of them will have something to say sarcastically. Anyway, most of the current monks do not abide by the rules, so they don't have anything to say.

More than a dozen officials were eating and laughing below, and Chen Feng's brows tightened more and more, and he suddenly became angry, "Have you said enough!?" Are you too busy to do anything? Have you chosen the location of the camp for the barbarians? Ready for food and grass? Is the water source secured? Are the drugs and medical staff arranged? I've done everything I've been told?! He viciously swept past a group of stunned officials and slammed the table: "I didn't do anything, what maggots are you still standing here chewing?!" If things aren't ready to come out in the evening, watch your skin! ”

A group of people scattered, leaving only a few of Chen Feng's henchmen by his side, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know why Chen Feng is so angry.

A bold whispered temptation, "Guan Gou, you are the confidant of the privy, that Bai Yuzuo is just a red guy, and even the privy doesn't want to see him." Why make such a big fuss about him? ”

“…… This old man, high official character, and deep connections in Shaanxi, the privy council can throw him away, but I can afford to offend him? Chen Feng shook his head and sighed, "I don't want to offend this veteran." Who knows if he can invite Han Shumi's relatives and friends to seek justice for him? What's more, I don't have the qualifications to be a jinshi, and although the imperial court says that the right is the right and the left is martial, it can't let me, the Ming Jing, ride on the head of a seven-rank general. ”

Chen Feng said, glanced at a few cronies, and said, "The requirements of the old Bai Metropolitan Eunuch must be completed to the letter. Whoever dares to make trouble in it, don't blame me for not being humane. ”