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Judging by Qi Yan's strategy, these thirty or fifty people should not be the work of the mob, but to be on the safe side, he put on his clothes and went to the tent to have a look. Du Zhong treated these people very friendly. After they were correct, they simply counted their household registration and arranged accommodation for them in the city. The tents were set up in advance according to Qi Yan's requirements, and they were in the barracks.
Several people's amnesty scrolls were damaged, but Du Zhong asked Qi Yan to take back the damaged amnesty scrolls and replaced them with new amnesty scrolls.
After that, there are freshly steamed steamed steamed buns with steamed white noodles, large pieces of boiled pork belly with garlic sauce, and a large bucket of wild vegetable egg drop soup.
Worrying that those who turned themselves in would be restrained, Du Zhongzhi left two soldiers scooping soup, and the others were dismissed.
The dining hall is orderly, but it is not difficult to see that these people are really hungry. Many people hold the meat cubes in front of their mouths and eat their mouths full of oil. The slap-sized steamed buns Du Zhong first gave each person six , the soldier said it was not enough, the cook was hot.
This is what Qi Yan saw when she walked into the tent wearing a big robe.
These thugs said they were thugs, and they looked more like disaster victims. They were all yellow and skinny, with patches on their clothes, and their hair was messy. I don’t know how long it’s been since I took a good bath. day.
The two soldiers saw that Qi Yan was just about to say goodbye, but Qi Yan put a finger on his lips. The two understood and stopped talking. Qi Yan looked at the bottom of the soup in the bucket, and ordered: "More Go and bring a bucket over, do you have any more steamed buns? Pork... and cut some more."
Seeing the muscles on the soldier's face, he seemed extremely reluctant and did not dare to disobey Qi Yan's decision. It seemed that he was very distressed that these things entered the belly of the mob.
Qi Yan naturally saw it, she said in a very soft voice and an approachable tone: "Look at these people, although there are only thirty or fifty, but if the two sides really fight, even if it is ten for one, they can at least Pulling three or five brothers on the back, right?"
The soldier was stunned. Fortunately, what Qi Yan said was easy to understand. He looked at the gobbling mobs, the reluctance in his eyes was gradually disappearing, and he puffed out his chest: "Yes, the villain will go now."
Qi Yan nodded, took off the snow-white consort and handed it over to Qian Tong and walked over to the mob. Qian Tong was a little worried: "Master?"
Qi Yan: "It's okay, just wait here."
Qian Tong: "Yes."
The army's dining room was a tent that was set up, with three planks of more than 10 feet spread across it, with benches on both sides. All the mobs were sitting on the same table, and Qi Yan chose a side to sit on.
Those people saw that Qi Yan was well-dressed, but did not wear official uniforms and did not bring soldiers. They didn't know who the official was and what the product was, so they nodded their heads and continued to eat for themselves. Qi Yan responded with a smile and did not speak, and sat quietly. Waiting for their food to slow down, he said casually, "Where do you guys come from?"
One of them saw that Qi Yan was kind and good-looking. Most of the precautions in his heart had been removed, and he felt more comfortable after a full meal. After a long burp, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and replied, "Except for those of us. Both of them are from Yuanbao Mountain." He pointed to the two people on the farthest side.
As the name suggests, Yuanbao Mountain is named because the mountain is in the shape of Yuanbao. Qi Yan has studied maps, and it is only 50 miles away from the city where he is currently located. It is also because the situation on the front line has been very tight.
Qi Yan nodded and asked the other two, "Where are you two from?"
One of them replied: "We came down from Jinxiu Mountain. Our chief heard that the imperial court sent people, let us two disguise as refugees to explore the way and see how many troops and horses the imperial court has dispatched, so that we can have a plan. ."
The man took over the conversation before and continued: "I met us halfway. I heard that the imperial court wants to be pardoned, so I asked for two papers and came together."
Qi Yan replied with a smile: "Your Majesty's great grace, as long as you all know that you have lost your way, you will be forgiven. The specific content has been clearly written in the letter, so I won't talk to you any more. It's just that I really don't understand one thing. I would like to ask a few dear brothers to clarify this matter.”
Seeing that Qi Yan was gentle and polite, and there was no sense of superiority in the conversation, the man agreed.
Qi Yan: "I know that Huainan was hit by a natural disaster, and almost all the food was swept away by the flood, but the relief from the imperial court was delivered to Huainan in less than a month, and the amount calculated by the Ministry of Household should be sufficient. Woolen cloth?"
Hearing this, everyone changed their faces, and one person even patted the table directly and scolded: "Didn't I say let it go? Who are you, why are you interrogating again?"
The rest of the people looked bad and stared at Qi Yan, as if they were going to flee if they couldn't get a satisfactory answer.
The reactions of these people were expected by Qi Yan, but Qian Tong rushed over and pulled out the saber from his waist: "I think who dares to move? It's against you!"
Qi Yan held Qian Tong's wrist: "Retreat."
Qian Tong: "Master?!"
Qi Yan: "Don't even listen to me?"
Qian Tong put away his sword and retreated behind Qi Yan.
Qi Yan looked at the door, and the soldier carrying the soup bowl just came back. Qi Yan said, "You all go down. Don't disturb anyone without my order."
The soldiers took orders, and only the mobs who surrendered themselves and Qi Yan's master and servant were left in the tent.
Qi Yan got up, held one hand in front of her and the other by her side, and bowed slightly towards the crowd: "Everyone, don't be impatient, I will apologize to you first, I have no malice, and the court is also a promise, It's just that I'm confused, I can't figure it out, I just want to understand the various reasons."
There are many people with vicious eyes, and they ask cautiously: "Who are you?"
Qi Yan hooked the corners of his mouth and answered truthfully: "Qi Yan, the name Yuanjun, is the head of the censor's group this time. If you have any grievances, I think I have the ability to solve them."
"Qi Yuan-Jun? You... are you?"
"Master Consort!"
"No no no, Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness!"
Everyone panicked, and they dropped their chopsticks and the steamed buns in their hands, and knelt down to pay homage.
Qi Yan: "Everyone, please don't be too polite, sit down and let's chat."
This time, no one dared to make a second time. Although Qi Yan gave them a seat, some people didn't dare to sit at all. The two of them set up a three-point stool and sat empty.
There was no one who stepped on the bench with their feet, or even squatted on the bench. The steamed white steamed buns on the table were steaming hot, and everyone could only watch and swallow.
Qi Yan: "I also guessed that there may be hidden feelings in this. Tell me what you know, and I will call the shots for you."
Everyone exchanged glances with each other, and the oldest one took the initiative to stand up, bowed towards Qi Yan, and replied, "My lord, the imperial court said that it would not be pursued, is it true?"
Qi Yan: "You have no jokes, Your Majesty has made a lot of promises. And I can promise that what you said today will be kept secret, and those who can provide important clues will reward 32 taels of silver, which is enough for a family of seven to rebuild their home."
Hearing that there was still silver to take, the expressions of several people loosened again, the young man sitting next to the elder stabbed the elder, the latter sighed and said, "Since the few of us are lucky to see His Royal Highness, some I have to say it. My lord, we have corrupt officials in Huainan!"
Qi Yan frowned: "Go on."
Elder: "The imperial court has a purpose. According to the old practice, after the cauldron of the porridge shed for the relief of the victims is boiled, it will be considered qualified if a chopstick is inserted. This... You know that?"
Qi Yan: "Naturally."
Elder: "In the first few days, when the officials of the imperial court were still there, the porridge in the porridge shed was indeed very thick, and a full meal could last for most of the day. But when the officials of the imperial court walked away, everything changed on the back. The relief porridge was very poor, there were a few grains of rice floating in a bowl, and the flood washed down the granary and every household had no surplus food, we are hungry!"
Qi Yan: "I remember that part of the government's food and salaries were distributed directly to the victims, but something went wrong?"
The old man sighed and shook his head.
The young man next to him picked up the conversation and replied: "Nothing went wrong, I gave it, a family of three can receive a pound of rice a day, and a pound of rice is mixed with three or two grains of sand, so let's not talk about it. The fine sand can’t be sifted out and can’t be picked up cleanly, so it can only be cooked with rice to grind the teeth!”
The elder: "Sanwa, how can you talk to the emperor like that?!"
Sanwa: "To be honest, what am I afraid of?"
Qi Yan's brows were furrowed, and when she looked around, she saw that everyone had a look of sadness on their faces, and her eyes became cold and severe.
Qi Yan asked warmly, "What happened to several of you as well?"
Another person replied: "It's not just us. As far as I know, more than 6,000 brothers on Yuanbao Mountain have suffered the same thing. We are all from the same county, and we were originally a wealthy land. A flood swept away our savings. , I don't have any leftovers to grow crops, this is the end of the year and the tax will be collected next year. Anyway, it will be dead by then, so it is better to make a living sooner, in case..." The man's voice dropped suddenly, and he looked at Qi Yan angrily. shut up.
Qi Yan's long-sleeved fingers tapped the table, and then the man continued: "If something happens, you can still be a hero of the founding of the country, and you can also reward money, right? It's not like what a peasant said, who taught you? "
The man's face was pale for a moment, and he looked at Qi Yan timidly, with a dazed look in his eyes: "No, no one taught me, they all... say so."
Qi Yan sighed: "As I said, since the court has let go of the past, I will naturally not settle accounts after the fall. Today, you can just speak freely, and I guarantee that what you have said will not be mentioned again when you leave this tent. I ask you to ask yourselves, now In addition to being a woman, Your Majesty is a little special, has he ever done anything unkind since he ascended the throne? In recent years, there has been a lot of injustice everywhere. How many farmers' poll tax has been reduced or exempted by the court? Rescue. Since ancient times, treason has been a major crime against the nine tribes. The imperial court has a large number of soldiers and soldiers, and the sergeants have been recharged for many years... If you really want to fight, millions of troops will arrive at night. Besieged for 100 days? Don't forget, although Your Majesty is a woman, she is also the only bloodline of the late emperor.
Qi Yan took a deep breath and continued: "In this trip, Your Majesty bestowed me with the sword of Shangfang, and I have full power to take life and death. Since I heard that corrupt officials are making trouble, I naturally can't sit back and ignore it. No matter who it is, I will be punished severely. Later, when I go back, I will revise a letter and present it to Your Majesty, asking her to adjust the grain and grass, the problem of growing grain will be solved, and your houses that were washed away by the flood will be built as soon as possible."
The people in the field were all excited, and some people even had red eyes. To put it bluntly, the road they have taken is to tie their heads to their belts. They know best in their hearts whether they regret it. Now they have not only been forgiven, but their life has also rekindled hope. There is no reason to be grateful.
I don't know who took the lead and knelt on the ground, and the rest of the people followed suit: "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you the emperor!"
Qi Yan talked with these people for a long time before they came out, and roughly figured out which counties, counties, and prefectures in Huainan had problems. Before leaving, Qi Yan explained a task to several people, and brought the amnesty roll back to Jinxiu. Mountain and Yuanbao Mountain surrendered to the mob of more than 10,000 people on the two mountains, telling them that there was wine, meat and winter clothes in the camp, and that grain crops and new houses were waiting for them.
At first, the few people were hesitant, worried that they would be executed by the big boss when they returned, but the young man named Sanwa was the first to stand up and took over the burden.
Qi Yan was very moved, and said to Sanwa: "I will send you my personal attendant. It is not a problem to rescue you with his skills. The two fast horses are hidden at the foot of the mountain for you to escape. Familiar with counseling."
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After Qi Yan returned to her own business, she lit the lamp, cut the paper, grinded it, and ordered Qiantong to guard the door.
Qi Yan sat behind the case, picked up the brush and started writing, but it was not written to Nangong Jingnu as she said before.
Instead, it was written to the treasurer of Sifang Qianzhuang, Qian Yuan's...
Qi Yan did not dare to write this letter to Gu Feng. According to the personality of the other party, he might rush to Huainan day and night.
Qian Yuan is different. He is very prudent and has a firm temperament, and he always executes his orders.
Qi Yan told Qian Yuan in the letter that only the Sifang Qianzhuang, Qianzhuang and Mizhuang were retained for a period of one month. In the form of silver and bank notes, a special person was sent to Huainan.
Qi Yan just promised that all the victims would have to grow food and have new houses... This is not just talking about it, it requires huge financial support.
The court has no money now, Qi Yan knows better than anyone else, and there is no such budget in his own strategy before, so the money cannot be paid by Nangong Mai, and must be paid by himself.
As Qi Yan wrote the letter, she secretly rejoiced in her heart: Thanks to her insistence on fighting with Nangong Jingnu to the end, the situation in Huainan was not exactly what she imagined, and if she tried to imitate it, things might go wrong.
Qi Yan can now be absolutely sure that the forces of masked people are secretly contributing to the Huainan Rebellion, so in this case, setting fire to the mountains to force them to submit will only be counterproductive. It is necessary to use heavy interests to influence them to return from their lost paths and disintegrate the masks. Human plans are invisible.
Moreover, Qi Yan is now certain that some of the officials in Huainan are supporters of the previous dynasty. If it is said that it is simply to provide relief and porridge, it can also be understood that some people in the middle are rich in their own pockets.
But adding sand to the relief rice, and it's still fine sand... It's not as simple as being rich.
Qi Yan had wondered why the people of Huainan were like this before, but now he finally has the answer.
My original intention when I founded Sifang Bank was to cultivate my own strength, protect Anda, and protect my sister.
Now that my sister finally belongs, Anda seems to have chosen his path, and he has also completed his revenge against the Wei Kingdom. The existence of the Sifang Bank is of little significance. Being able to shelter a group of people is the last meaning of its existence.
As for the silver, it is natural to squeeze as much as possible. After solving the problem of Huainan first, the rear of the imperial court can only be free to talk to Anda.
Since she promised her that she would bring the good news of Huainan back to her, she would do whatever it takes to make this happen. Qi Yan even thought about it: If the money is not enough, can I get the things in my private library? to sell
After writing the letter, Qi Yan took out a private seal with a missing horn from her pocket and stamped it. This is a unique seal that cannot be forged in the world. He and Gu Feng have both, which is convenient for comparison.
Huainan has a contact point for a Sifang Bank, which is also convenient.
Qi Yan: "Go and send this letter out, the sooner the better, for your father."
Qian Tong: "Yes."
Qi Yan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and called Qian Tong to stop: "Wait."
Qian Tong: "Yes."
Qi Yan thought about it for a while and repaired another book, and asked Nangong Jingnu for 20,000 taels of silver, asking her to send it as soon as possible.
Qi Yan thought: There is so much money inexplicably, if the inside of the court does not know about it, there will be a problem, so I ask Nangong Jingnu for some symbolically, so as to hide people's eyes and ears.
Would 20,000 taels be a bit too much? Qi Yan hesitated, she could not forget the way Nangong Jingnu said that the treasury had no money. She used to be a little princess who didn't know what money was.
However, it would be strange if you asked for too little. It would be 20,000 taels if Qi Yan decided not to change after thinking about it.
After Qian Tong left, Qi Yan laughed to herself, not knowing what to think.