The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

"So, don't worry." Yan Huaiwen said softly: "It can be planned and planned slowly."

"Start small, seek stability step by step, learn from practice, and use it for your own use... When you are competent enough to take on the affairs of the militia, who can compete with you!"

Yan Huaiwen saw that he still couldn't make a detour, and there were no outsiders in the house, so he simply made his words clearer: "Don't underestimate the small militia group of Huju. Heroes have been born from the ancient north. The men in Guanzhou are strong and fierce, brave and good at fighting. Standing up to protect the family again, I will not hesitate to fight.

Compared with the frontier army, the militia has obvious disadvantages. There are no strong generals, no salary, and the villagers are scattered, and they have no court supplies.

These two things alone make it limited and unable to grow.

But now, I have iron, and I have been ordered to forge weapons by myself..."

Yan Huaiwen paused here, I don't know if it was intentional or a coincidence, it aroused infinite reverie.

"Huju has been invaded by the Northern Army all year round, and the villagers are brave. Over the years, the frontier army often recruited strong men to the camp for training. They have already established the foundation, and they only need a few months of hard training to see initial results.

In the event of a major war, the main force is still the frontier army, and the militia only needs to support it from the side. "

Yan Huaiwen turned to Master Tian and said: "My lord, Huaiwen still has some thoughts about next year's spring plowing. If there are any deficiencies, please correct me."

"Wai Wen, please speak."

I have to say that Master Tian and Yan Huaiwen are quite similar in some ways, for example, they can enter the state of work anytime and anywhere.

"Spring plowing is a major event. I have a shortage of labor, and there are countless barren fields but no one has cultivated them. Moreover, due to the climate, I only harvest one season a year. There is insufficient food, and it is not easy to support the population. Due to the prolonged cold weather, diseases breed and people's livelihood improves. It's difficult." Yan Huaiwen talked eloquently.

Grandpa Tian nodded solemnly.

These are the difficulties that Huju and even Guanzhou are difficult to develop.

Yan Laoer was a little dazed, so he talked about the militia, and then turned to the people's livelihood.

Yan Yu was somewhat aware, looking at her uncle with burning eyes, of course she did not miss her teacher's reaction.

By the way, Shigong, you old man is still covering his head, do you know that, making such a serious expression, ahem, she bears it!

For a moment, Yan Yu was a bit out of character.

However, the conversation between the two quickly brought her attention back.

What is concentrated cannot be concentrated again.

"The soldiers are not moving, the food and grass go first!

Whether the people's life is good or not depends only on whether they have harvested a few buckets of rice this year, and whether they are hungry..."

Having said this, Yan Huaiwen couldn't help lamenting in his heart, how difficult the people's livelihood is, and what they can ask for is nothing more than this, but the word "full stomach" prefixed with "everyone" is so difficult!

"When the militia recruits strong men, the spring plowing will inevitably be stretched, and if they are allowed to return home, their morale will be easily broken and sluggish. The hard work done before will be in vain, and they will have to start all over again.

Huaiwen wanted to plan all the cultivated land in Huju as a whole, deploy cattle and agricultural tools in a unified manner, and then send people to the countryside to check the grain types, and the militia groups would rotate and concentrate on time to help the people in spring plowing everywhere... I don't know what Huaiwen thought, How do adults like it? "

Check the grain types, coordinate the land, cattle, farm tools, manpower...

Yan Yu's heart fluttered.

Her uncle is really capable!

Based on the knowledge of an ancient person, this consciousness is too advanced!

No, fundamentally speaking, her uncle is the protagonist in the book, so he should be so amazingly talented, think what others can't think, think what others dare not think.

Master Tian frowned and said: "If you are in the same village, it's okay to help each other, and it's okay to borrow cattle for farming, and it's okay for adjacent villages, but as you said, all the arable fields where tigers occupy are included. There are so many things in the middle...the way is not enough."

"Teacher, what my elder brother thinks is that it's a little more troublesome, but the trouble is only for the planners. It's actually not that difficult for the folks." Yan Laoer figured out what his brother meant.

He continued: "During the autumn harvest, Xiaoer and I went to the countryside to collect grain taxes. There are several remote villages with little land and few people, and no farm tools. There should be no farming cattle, and some villages also Not much, one end and two ends.

If you can do the calculations and use the oxen to plow first, you can save a lot of trouble, and the time for spring sowing will be greatly shortened. If the work is done ahead of time, everyone will be free, and they can be assigned to help in other places. Thank you! As far as the guys are concerned, they don't have to think so much, they just listen to the government's arrangements. "

So can you plow the land for your family in vain? It is equivalent to exchanging labor.

The labor paid is almost the same, but unified planning has an advantage, which can greatly avoid the waste of labor.

As he said, after this matter is done, the people working at the bottom should do what they want, and the people at the top are tired, and the work is detailed and heavy.

Yan Laoer is particularly keen in calculating accounts.

He felt that if this method was used well, some more wasteland could be opened up.

"Brother, if we really do this, do we still have the energy to open up wasteland?" This is his brother, he asked if he didn't understand.

"I remember you told me that the cows in our village can lead the farmland with nose rings?" Yan Huaiwen asked.

"Yes, you can walk away as soon as you pull the rope, but you are obedient." Yan Laoer said.

Grandpa Tian: "Even if there are a lot of cattle in Xiao'an Village, it's still not enough for the whole Huju."

Yan Huaiwen smiled lightly, and looked at Yan Yu inadvertently.

Yan Yu received the signal instantly!

"There are cattle in Beirong!" Yan Yu's eyes shined brightly: "We brought dozens of cows, hundreds of sheep, and horses to one gathering place, and these are not leather..."

The harvest is too great, and you will get rich once you do it!

"Bei Rong robbed us of our food, so we robbed their cattle. They came to harm us, and we couldn't bear it, so we took them back!"

Yan Yu said a little excitedly, and the words became more and more dense: "We are so poor, and if we want the villagers to join the militia in the spring, we have to work hard to do ideological work. Who wants to leave home? Let the strong men in the family work and eat, and when the spring comes, as long as you work hard in the wasteland on the mountain, you can find a stutter, and there is no money for training in the militia... Is there no money, uncle?"

Yan Huaiwen nodded.

Said lightly: "The money and food are really tight."

Yan Yu clicked his tongue, and said again: "But it will be different if we can snatch cattle, sheep and horses! Take a look at our village, people who have been there last time don't talk about getting rich, life is much easier anyway, especially cattle, Farming the land is too hard, and it is really different to have cattle, if our family does not have the Three Treasures, we will definitely not be able to develop those lands."

"Big brother, do you want to replace the strong men with cattle and let the militia go out of production?" Yan Laoer asked thoughtfully.

Yan Huaiwen praised: "The word 'off-production' is well used."

"Isn't that the same as the frontier army?!" Yan Xiangheng blurted out.

Yan Huaiwen and Mr. Tian remained silent.

Yan Laoer and Yan Yu's father and daughter exchanged frequent eye contact.

"Teacher, this is a virtuous circle." Yan Lao Er carefully chose his words, good guy, he can't wait to mobilize all his brain cells at this moment.

Don't lie flat, get up and work!

"We have a small number of people, so we use cattle to make up for it, open up more land, and grow more food. The villagers live a better life. Only when they have enough food and clothing can they raise more children. ...In the future, we will have more people in Huju, how dare the Beirong come?"

Kill him!

Master Tian was noncommittal.

God bless this idea is too ideal.

Just thinking about the good is not enough.

However, he did not refuse outright.

Yan Huaiwen's thoughts, it is false to say that he is not tempted.

He also believes that changing the status quo of Huju and increasing the population is the most important thing, and he has been working hard for this.

All governance is centered around this.

But such a radical method was something he never dared to think of before.

"Bei Rong has bullied me in Guanzhou for a long time. It was a coincidence that they succeeded last time. If such things happen frequently, Bei Rong will definitely not ignore them. If winter comes, it will be inconvenient for them, but it will be difficult for us to fight." Tian Da The master said so.

"Your Excellency, you forgot Xizhou?" Yan Huaiwen hinted.

Grandpa Tian couldn't figure out the connection between the two for a while.

"As far as I know, President Xue has reported to request reinforcements," Yan Huaiwen said.

The frontier army was beaten to pieces, and Guanzhou had a limited number of strong men, so it was difficult to recruit soldiers.

This is not the first time Xue Zongqi has reported it, and this is the reason.

How could he have no soldiers under his command? Huju is a border city, and the city was broken by Bei Rong. If he didn't send troops, was it to let Bei Rong come in again?

He was anxious and angry for a long time, and he often ran to the government office, obviously to complain, but also to let Mr. Tian beat the side drum for him, and talk about the difficulties of the frontier army.

Without recruits, Huju really can't hold it!

It was not until the first ten days of the twelfth lunar month that the letter of approval was obtained, and the imperial court would recruit troops from other big houses and send them here.

Only then did General Xue stop.

He is a man who does not stick to trivial matters, and there are always more solutions than difficulties.

Huju's frontier soldiers were not enough, and he had to go from Xizhou to Qishan on business all the way, so he left his old face and Longxing to borrow soldiers.

Long Xing really lent it to him.

I don't know if it's friendship enough, or what benefits were promised.

"Conscription in the next year, it is heard that the prince has submitted a form, requesting the imperial court to make up the amount of troops owed by Guanzhou over the years."

Grandpa Tian seemed to see the sun after clearing the clouds: "What Huaiwen means is... the prince is... because of..."

Yan Huaiwen is thinking like this.

Xue Zongqi made an excuse to go to Xizhou to investigate. They secretly reported the abnormal situation in Xizhou to the Wangfu.

Including agreeing to their request, establishing a militia group, and tacitly allowing Huju to purchase a large amount of iron from Xizhou, etc.

There is a difference in Xizhou, and the king of England dare not suppress it, and he can't report it publicly, so he can only report it secretly.

Just see if the Holy Majesty will agree to the request of Guanzhou's replacement soldiers, and you will know what you want.

If his expectations are correct, the imperial court will not only make up the number of soldiers, but also no longer procrastinate in awarding rewards to those who have achieved meritorious deeds.

It is also a sign of a change in wind direction.

While not arousing suspicion in Xizhou, increase support for Guanzhou.

Therefore, God Bless really picked a good time.

Abandon literature and follow martial arts, now is the right time!

...

On New Year's Eve, Yan Yu dragged his father up early and dragged him to make tofu.

"Father, how much did you understand what uncle said yesterday?"

It was already late when they went back to the house yesterday, and Li Xuemei didn't sleep well these two days, always waking up after a short nap, and it was rare for her to fall asleep, so the two of them didn't dare to make any noise.

Yan Yu held back all the time, and rushed to call her father out early in the morning to talk.

"Then I must have understood everything!" Yan Lao Er looked like you underestimated someone.

Now that you are here, you must not be idle. The two of you are busy talking while working.

Yan Laoer scooped the cooked bean dregs into a cloth bag and hung them on the shelf.

With a wooden stick in each hand, Yan Yu twisted and squeezed skillfully to squeeze out the pulp.

"Then tell me about it." Yan Yu looked at him expectantly.

Yan Laoer coughed twice, and said with a straight face: "It's not like you're not here, you're also listening, what are you talking about, can we hear the difference?"

"Father! Don't change the concept secretly, okay? What I'm asking is, do you understand what uncle said? How much do you understand?" Yan Yu continued to ask.

Yan Lao Er sneaked his back and rubbed his eyes, understood what he understood, he thought he understood, and when he came back to think about it, it seemed that there was another meaning, and when he thought about it harder, it seemed that there was something more, and then Thinking hard and thinking, the brain is not enough, and the paste becomes a ball.

I didn't fall asleep for a while all night, my mind was full of things, and I repeated the words of my elder brother and teacher over and over again.

But he must have understood the key points.

The eldest brother asked him to join the militia and torment the militia.

Going to Beirong to grab cattle and sheep continues, not only will there be cattle for farming, but it will also greatly relieve the financial pressure of the militia, and it will also mobilize the enthusiasm of the villagers, killing three birds with one stone!

There is also the matter of spring plowing. With the cattle, he will lead a bunch of strong men from the militia to work around, and he will be able to occupy the existing good fields in a few moments. Haha, when the time comes, some wasteland will be opened up. There is no need to worry about the rations of the militia, which is the same as the military station of the frontier army.

"Your uncle wants to turn the militia into a frontier army without a number!" Yan Laoer whispered mysteriously.

Looking left and right, the voice was extremely low, for fear that no one would hear it.

Yan Yu looked at him and said in a low voice, "Father, we in Guanzhou don't care about soldiers or civilians, we will reward you for killing enemies. Where does this reward come from?"

Yan Laoer came here before opening his mouth: "It was given by the court! Of course, our city also posted a copy."

"The reward silver issued by the imperial court has never been enough, and the prince only took part of the output of the fiefdom to make up for it." Yan Yu said.

"You know?" Yan Laoer stared.

How can he not know about this? He often helps the teacher with work, so he knows a lot!

He thought that Yan Yu didn't know, but he didn't expect his elder brother to keep talking.

Why don't you say anything!

"We ordinary people will be rewarded with silver for killing Beirong. Except for the lack of military merits, it is not bad. Of course, our Huju is different. Xue Zongqi wants to win a hand in it. He only gives one tael of silver per head." Yan Yan Yu's tone was a little disgusted.

Yan Laoer kindly added: "He still doesn't like to give silver, and if he gives copper coins, it's less than one tael."

"Yes, Mr. Xue is too much!" Yan Yujin complained a little bit with his nose, and didn't comment too much. Should I exchange money from General Xue or from my teacher?"

Yan Lao Er let out a cry of surprise, suddenly realized!

"The militia was hired by the government. We support ourselves, and all the expenses are paid by the government. Why should Xue Zongqi be in the middle? For sure, it must be your master who has the final say!"

"Then our militia, in a certain way, is equal to the frontier army?" Yan Yu finished neatly, unloaded the cloth bag, and poured out the bean dregs inside.

This is a good thing, people can eat it, and animals can eat it too.

The living creatures in the house are very fond of it, and it is very fragrant.

"From the point of view of money, we are not far behind. Others... are far away." Yan Laoer said: "He is a soldier, we are civilians, it is different."

"Father, you are so stupid! You said you understood!" Yan Yu sighed, and said, "Didn't my uncle say it at the beginning, you have no military merits, and you don't know how to fight with soldiers, but you said you can manage the internal affairs and logistics well." , but who knows? You must not be seen, the militia is your best stage.

Dad, I gave you all the skills, didn’t they all say that what you fight in war is the logistics, you can’t kill the enemy in battle, what’s the matter if you don’t know how to lead the army to fight, you just take care of the logistics and give us a stable rear , Let the big guys eat well, drink well, and practice strong. Let's focus on one place and focus on one place, and it won't work for anyone..."

This is a brain-burning chapter, let me go through it again to see if there is anything I missed, and whether the logical sentences are smooth or not~

Sorry everyone, I got stuck and repeated again, in order to keep full attendance, Zhai Zhai got thick-skinned again~