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In the past six months, the grain price in Liaoyang has been rising, after the winter began to stop the car, the grain price is higher after the beginning of the Spring Festival, the large-scale slaughter can not curb the growth of the grain price at all, the most expensive time Liaoyang City's grain price has reached nearly 3021 stone, this price is too high, after visiting many grain stores in the city, Huang Taiji determined that this is a lot of people secretly speculating on the price of grain, now the Houjin to bear the population is not much, and has been buying grain in the hands of Hutchison, all levels of magnates have a lot of grain stock, but no one will think about selling grain at a low price, Lao Khan only took out the grain of the public school to help his children Zhen Zhushen for a while, and he could only receive four liters a month, this policy was soon canceled, and most of the bannermen could only take the silver out to buy grain, and those who did not have silver could only sell their property, and the land was the least valuable, and the ploughing cattle and coats were sold in the first step, and then the good bow and war horses, or the polished shining armor, although selling these things would be particularly dangerous the next time they went to the battlefield, but if people were faced with the situation of starvation, everything would be taken out and sold.

In March, the price of grain was the highest, and the twenty taels per stone before and after the second year of the Apocalypse were thrown away, and then in April, everything recovered, and wild vegetables could be hunted and picked, and wild fruits began to ripen, these resources were controlled by the Houjin government, but it also slowed down the famine to a considerable extent, which made the food price fall slowly, and Huang Taiji never understood why the price of grain remained high, until he found that a considerable number of Jurchen magnates and Han merchants colluded to buy and hoard grain, and then always maintain a high price to sell.

In the past six months, if you follow what Mang Gurtai said, they don't know how much wealth and materials they have earned in their hands.

Although the wealth of the ordinary armor and banners was looted from the Ming people, it continued to flow back into the hands of these magnates.

No wonder there have been bannermen fleeing since years ago, although it is a sporadic escape, the place where they fled is also to the depths of the Changbai Mountains and the north, these bannermen would rather return to the deep mountains and old forests to be savages, rather than starve in the Eight Banners.

This kind of thing is not too much, after all, now the Eight Banners are going up, every time there is a battle, even the Qiding will be harvested, and the military law is quite cruel, as long as the fugitives are caught, they will definitely be beheaded to show the public, but Huang Taiji thinks that this is a very bad sign, if it is said that killing the Han people only weakens the power of his fists, the escape of the Jurchen Eight Banners means that the foundation is weakened, which is quite a fatal thing.

But what can he do? All the highest-ranking magnates who hoarded grain and resold made great fortune in this matter, although these magnates owned a large number of coats and official villages, a large amount of land, and they took the most wealth from their cattle and robbed them, but people's greed cannot be endless, and people only want to get more.

"It's good to ask the minions to fight a dozen battles, and hunt." Mang Gurtai looked at Huang Taiji, and said: "Everything is empty, only the bow and arrow in the hand is the most useful, as long as the eight banners are 60,000 Dingkou, more than 20,000 soldiers are there, and 3,000 white armor are there, we can get back all the things we lost." ”

"Fifth brother is really right." Huang Taiji smiled.

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"Master, there is the mouth of the pine tree ahead."

After receiving the order, Cao Zhenyan was very happy, he had to go to Songshukou recently, and there were no effort to receive information from the three lower lines along the river, including Li Mingli, and Liaoyang and Shenyang each had two lines, and the intelligence in these places needed to be summed up and then handed over to the military intelligence personnel over there.

Although there are no specific requirements and standards for intelligence aggregation and reporting, Cao Zhenyan still hopes that he can do better.

This time, I came out with the little brother, and the people with the white flag, plus the attaché of the little brother's Niu Lu, and the coat in the mansion, more than 300 people were dispatched, and they walked along the river into a long snake-like procession, and the beam horses in front of them were no longer visible, and everyone was still walking slowly along the river.

There are not many people with Sibeile, only more than 100 people, most of them are guards, that is, Ge Bush Xian and some white fangla, only a few people take care of Sibeile's daily life, in fact, it is to set up tents and cook, Sibeile spends most of his time doing his own things, and rarely needs to be taken care of by others.

Cao Zhenyan was in awe of Sibeiler, not because of his fat body that was very different from ordinary people, and because of his tall and powerful stepping bow, nor because of his status and past glorious experience, but because Huang Taiji seemed to be able to see through everything.

This Sibeile is too wise and wise, he never asks the second question, he is quite familiar with the geographical environment of various places, and he is also clear about the situation of the various official villages and the cattle stationed in the village, and there are some things that he does not understand, and he will remember it after asking once.

He speaks very mildly to people, and when it comes to business, he is quite stern, and it is very obvious that he does not show favoritism, and no one can deceive him.

This is a very powerful character, well-read and studious, with a tough personality and a broad mind, no wonder he is the best heir to the Great Khan in everyone's eyes.

And the fourteenth elder brother who was riding a horse and dangling in front of his eyes...... Cao Zhenyan shook his head, it was too far away.

Because of the awe of Huang Taiji, Cao Zhenyan rarely dared to take the initiative to approach the four beylers of the Dajin country, even if the little brother asked him to take it seriously, he would try his best to report to the attaché of Sibeile, fortunately, his status and Huang Taiji were very different, this kind of behavior was not understood as timidity and fear, but the caution and knowledge of a Han slave.

"Oh," Dolgon looked at one official village after another with interest, and said with a smile, "This one is the official village of the second and third beylers, and mine is still ahead?" ”

"Yes." Cao Zhenyan said with a smile: "The master's official village is a little southeast of Songshukou, along the lower reaches of the river. ”

"Good minion, good land."

Dorgon was delighted, and he saw that the official villages far from the river were all withered, and the coats and bannermen were all yellow-skinned and thin, struggling desperately in the yellow fields.

This year is another year of great famine, which is doomed, and there is no hope or opportunity.

It has been May since the snow melted after the year, and it has hardly rained for four months, and the wheat seedlings in many fields have dried up directly, large areas of land have cracked, and more than ninety percent of the wheat fields have reduced their yields or have no harvest, and each person has to plant 30 to 50 acres of land on average, and a large amount of land cannot even harvest seeds and grain, and most of the people can only barely maintain food and clothing through the harvest...... It is under the premise that the post-Jin regime does not collect taxes, so of course this is impossible, the banner owners urge their own Niu Lu, Niu Lu Ezhen urges the flag men under their jurisdiction, and the flag men can only squeeze the official Zhuang flag slaves and Bao Yi.

Many people will starve to death, not now, of course, but from the first snow that falls in autumn, and every snow is a test, until the green of spring spreads all over the land, and many people will die in the cold winter.

Only land close to a water source could receive adequate irrigation, and the Jurchens also had simple water wheels, or diversion ditches, or manual labor, as long as the water source was close enough.

The crops near the water are growing well, and the young wheat seedlings are spreading to the sky, indicating a good harvest that has passed.

It can only be said that it is a past, a rough planting, because there is too much land, there is not enough cattle and fertility, just enough irrigation can get the harvest that has passed, and that's it.

Even so, it was enough to make Dorgon feel satisfied.

Soon twilight fell, everyone scattered to each Zhuangzi to rest, Cao Zhenyan and others took the little brother to Niu Lu Ezhen's residence to rest, cleaned up, and served the little brother's favorite meal, because of the day of travel, Dolgon was also very tired, but he still rode to another Zhuangzi to greet Huang Taiji according to the Jurchen etiquette tradition.

"Starlings settled earlier." Dolgon saluted a lot, and after saluting a thousand times, he said, "Starling has been tired these days. ”

"Haha, this little bit of road is nothing to me." Huang Taiji was soaking his feet, his fat and sturdy body gave people a lot of pressure, his longbow was leaning on one side of the bed, his sword was hanging on the other side, the placket iron armor and the sword were placed in one place, and the whole room was a standard martial arts atmosphere.

Huang Taiji was in a good mood, and went outside to walk around instead of staying in Liaoyang, which was full of intrigue, which was very helpful to his physical and mental health, riding horses every day, meeting with local garrison officials, patrolling various situations in the official village, and having specific things to ask about every day, although it may not be a good thing, but it is much better than being trapped in the city.

Huang Taiji said to Dolgon: "In recent days, the nearby Niu Lu has reported that there have been a lot of disturbances in the Dongjiang River recently, and the little brother will accompany me tomorrow, if there is anything wrong, it will be safer." ”

Dolgon smiled and said, "Don't worry, starling, I can also shoot arrows on horseback now, and I can kill the enemy if I encounter it." ”

Huang Taiji nodded slightly and said, "Then you go by yourself, I'm going to rest." ”

Dolgon bowed again, and could not find fault with the etiquette, but when he left, Huang Taiji's face turned cold.

Although this person is young, his heart is very clear, Dolgon knows that the old Khan arranged the trip to temper him, if he hides by his starling's side, accepts the wings and protection of Huang Taiji, although it is safer, but the news is reported to the old Khan, the old Khan will definitely be a little disappointed, so he resolutely refuses, and always maintains an independent position at some distance from the white flag, this kid, so young and suspicious, I am afraid that it will not be easy to get along in the future.

But one thing Huang Taiji can be sure of, this kid in front of him can control himself, he can see the lack of confidence and timidity flashing in Dorgon's eyes, this kid is very smart, but also a lot of doubts, so that he is full of awe of power, which is very good, as long as he is a little majestic in the future, he can control him.

"Move on tomorrow." Huang Taiji said very majestically to Tan Tai, who was standing beside him: "I heard that there have been traces of Jiang Bing's activities in the area from Niumaozhai to Dong Ebu's hometown recently, and the number of people is afraid of more than 1,000, and the hunting Zhushen is afraid of their large number of people, so they dare not come forward, tomorrow we will cross the side wall from the pine tree mouth, but more than 20 miles, and then go forward, and camp in the mountains in the evening to rest." ”