After assigning the task of collecting grain, the officials were about to go out with a sigh and were stopped by Xia Nan again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is one more thing that might as well be solved together." Xia Nan looked around at everyone and said leisurely, "I think about it, after requisitioning food, it is the easiest and most practical to compensate the people with silver." You are all good officials who are sympathetic to the people, and you must not bear to watch the people have no rice to cook, no food to pay taxes, but Zhang Xunji also said that the treasury is empty, and there is no silver available, so it is better for you to pledge and make up this silver, how about it? ”

As soon as they heard that the contribution was not over, and the money was still paid, the officials were distressed one by one, if it weren't for Zhang Bin's previous experience, and the soldiers with loaded guns outside the door were eyeing them, they would have fried the pot a long time ago.

Xie Sanbin saw the appearance of everyone, coughed, and said: "Ping Nanbo is reasonable, in order to expel the Tartars and appease the people, Ben Fu first pledged five hundred taels. ”

As soon as he spoke, the officials who were whispering and complaining fell silent. The governors are out of five hundred taels, and they are embarrassed to pretend to be stupid, so they are not afraid of being put in small shoes in the future? This Weng son-in-law is one writer and one martial arts, one sings and one harmonizes, one is the biggest official in Denglai, and the other has soldiers in his hands and does not play cards according to common sense, so they can only be at his mercy, otherwise it will be Zhang Bin's fate.

Thinking of this, the officials gritted their teeth and said: "What Futai said is extremely true, we are willing to follow Futai, pledge silver, and do our part to expel the Tartars and pacify the people......"

Xia Nan clapped his hands and applauded, "Your Excellency is really a good official who is loyal to the country and sympathetic to the people." Futai, I suggest that you write down your official positions, names, and pledges, and after the Tartars leave, set up a monument at the gate of Dengzhou City for the people of the past to pay respects, so that these good deeds can be widely spread through the mouths of the people. ”

Xie Sanbin's eyes lit up, this son-in-law really has a lot of tricks, but this idea is really good, and he sees the official's desire to sell his reputation. He ordered a pen and paper to be brought up, and each official's official position, name, and donation figure were written down one by one.

This trick really tickled everyone's itch. The officials who were originally sad turned cloudy and sunny, anyway, this pledge can't run away, and they have to donate if they donate, and they have to donate if they donate, and they can spend a few hundred taels of silver to buy a good reputation, which seems to be good. As a result, the officials changed their passivity just now, and took the initiative to report their official positions and the amount of money, and the scribes in charge of recording were a little too busy.

"Dengzhou Governor Guo Bingkun, pledge four hundred and fifty taels!"

"Liaohai Supervisor Dao Wang Yan, pledge four hundred taels!"

"Denglai soldiers prepare Dao Fu Datong, pledge four hundred taels!"

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I have to say that the officials' ability to make money is still good, and under such a low system of money in this dynasty, the officials present casually scraped together a small amount of 10,000 taels of silver. In the summer, it was estimated that the farmers who were requisitioned grain for dozens of miles near Dengzhou should be about the same.

After the pledge was made, the officials took the warrant stamped with the governor's seal, and rushed to various places with their retinues to collect grain.

Back at the back office, Xie Sanbin sighed: "Virtuous son-in-law, before you came, Dengzhou became a pot of porridge, and people were panicked, now it's okay, your trick is really wonderful, you will definitely be able to drive away the Tartars, and Denglai will be peaceful." ”

Xia Nan smiled: "If it weren't for the fact that the army hadn't arrived, I wouldn't have been so grinding, and I would have gone up and fucked him directly." Now that we don't have enough troops in our hands and can't fight the enemy, we can only outwit them. To tell the truth, he hoped that Abbatey would stay for a few more days, and wait for the main force of the Joan Navy to arrive, and fight with real swords and guns, to test the quality of the Houjin army, and at the same time to test his own shortcomings. But this is not good to say to Xie Sanbin, this old man must hope that the Tartar will go as fast as possible.

Outside the city of Dengzhou, outside the fortress.

Abatai, who had been holding out for six days, was calm on the surface, but in fact he was restless inside. Originally, I thought that the food and grass of the defenders in the fort were only enough for two or three days, but I didn't expect that six days had passed, and there was no movement in it. Listening to Galtu's report, the surrounding ten miles of villages have been robbed, and now they must go farther to grab grain, and they must send more than a dozen small troops every day to collect grain, set off in the morning and return in the evening, and they may not be able to bring back much grain, and the pay is not proportional to the harvest.

Abatai had already begun to waver, and Arslen, whose fate was unknown in the fort, was right, this army, which was mainly based on the Blue Banner, was just a partial division, and it was to cooperate with Azig's white banner to plunder Dingkou and property in Beizhili, and it was pointless for an army of 10,000 or 20,000 to besiege this small fortress. At the moment, it seems that the attack cannot be attacked, and there is no hope in the siege - perhaps because it is themselves and not the defenders who will collapse first - in that case, should we give up attacking this stone fort? However, if you go like this, will your fate be worse?

Just when he was entangled, Galtulai reported a bad news: "Lord Belle, it's not good, Minggou sent officials to harvest grain in the villages around us, saying that it was going to be transported to the nearby prefecture and county towns, saying that we would starve to death here." ”

Abatai was taken aback and asked, "Did you stop it?" ”

"Our people killed an official and intercepted a batch of grain that was ready to be sent to Pingdu, but I heard that such people sent more than ten or twenty, and we don't have enough manpower to stop so manpower!"

"Ming Dog is really cunning!" Abatai gritted his teeth and said, "Send more men, scatter them, and stop all these people for me!" ”

Galtu did not go down to arrange it as usual, but just stopped and looked at him.

"Why don't you go? You dog minion, do you want to disobey? Abatai's face turned ugly, and he reached for the whip.

"Lord Belle, my subordinates want to say something, and after you finish speaking, you can punish me as much as you want." Gartu said calmly, "We entered the customs only for Dingkou and money, and this is also the purpose for entering Shandong." Now, for an inexplicable stone fort, nearly half a month has been wasted before and after, two Niu Lu have been buried, more than 2,000 Han troops have died, but there is no result, and after going back, I will be punished for disobeying military orders, is it worth it? ”

Abatai touched the whip with his hand, listened to Galtu's words, and withdrew his hand again. He noticed that a few Niu Lu Zhangjing and some Bayalas were also slowly leaning over and standing behind Galtu, as if expressing silent support.

He sneered, "Are you going to commit a crime and learn from the Han people to make military admonitions?" ”

More and more bayalas came around, their bright armor shining in the sun, and Abatai's eyes were almost open. Quietly, he reached out and grasped the hilt of his sword, prepared for the worst.