Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

Chapter 259 We Will Have a Better Home

Emperor Ling Hui was very excited when he learned in advance that Marshal Gu had captured the southern border and expanded the Ling Kingdom's territory by a quarter.

He said emotionally to the courtiers: "Marshal Gu and the soldiers have worked hard! We must reward the soldiers who are guarding the border and cannot go home. Let them feel the spring breeze of the court even when they are far away in the border. Pay attention to!."

Southern Xinjiang is sparsely populated, and the best reward is to give money and food to his wife.

The courtiers looked at me and I looked at you. Only Li Guozhong stood up and said, "My Majesty, the war has just ended, the treasury is empty, and the people have not yet recuperated, so I can't reward the soldiers of the army for the time being."

Not to mention rewards, it is difficult to pay salaries now.

The national treasury had no money, Sheng Huaixuan handed over all the century-old family property, and Emperor Ling Hui's private treasury was very rich.

When Emperor Ling Hui heard Li Guozhong's words, the smile on his face froze.

It's not that he doesn't want to take out the money to reward the army. If a precedent is set, as long as the treasury is empty, these ministers will ask him for money. Doesn't the private treasury also become the treasury, so what does he support these ministers for!

Being a minister and eating the king's salary should be worrying!

Absolutely can't get used to them!

Emperor Ling Hui was about to speak, when Song Liansheng helped him out and said, "It's your Shangshu Office's responsibility to reward the soldiers! The treasury is empty, so we must find a way to fill it up!"

Li Guozhong's face was constipated, and before Emperor Ling Hui could be happy for a moment, Song Liansheng said again: "The land in southern Xinjiang is sparsely populated, and the folk customs are tough. If you want them to completely assimilate, stabilize the territory of Ling State, and let Marshal Gu have no worries, I suggest that you Only by exiling the prisoners and relocating the people can we truly make Southern Xinjiang a part of our Ling Kingdom!"

Yan State has a history of more than 800 years, and there are as many relatives as a cow. Emperor Ling Hui wanted to eradicate all these people. If they are all scrapped, it is better to strip their titles, take away their family properties, and send them to the desolate southern Xinjiang.

It's a broken ground with nothing, and I'm not afraid of them making mistakes.

Li Guozhong glanced sideways at Song Liansheng in surprise. In this way, the treasury can have money without exploiting the people.

Emperor Ling Hui felt that this was a good idea, and was about to discuss with them which areas the people would move to southern Xinjiang. Chu Mingxuan, who had been traveling all night, entered the palace.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, Chu Mingxuan has lost a lot of weight, and his ordinary face looks very vicissitudes after running around all night. At first glance, compared with the handsome Emperor Ling Hui, he thought Chu Mingxuan was his father.

Before Chu Mingxuan came in,

I have already inquired clearly from my insider about the topic that Emperor Ling Hui and the courtiers are discussing.

Chu Mingxuan guessed that Emperor Ling Hui didn't like to open a private treasury, and was secretly proud. The opportunity came for him, the future heir of the emperor, to make an official appearance.

Chu Mingxuan knelt down with a thud, and ruthlessly told about his hard work in recent days.

He put on a fake face and almost burst into tears, but the courtiers knew in their hearts that Chu Mingxuan's military exploits before returning to Jingnan City were all brought down by Gu Junyan. Gu Junyan died unexpectedly, and Emperor Ling Hui gave it to him. As a result, he lost tens of thousands of people in a city, and he took it by force for more than a dozen times.

Chu Mingxuan returned to Jingnan Mansion. With the foundation of Emperor Ling Hui controlling the government, he left a lot of manpower to stabilize the situation. He can be tired!

Tired and still have time to marry a side concubine, I almost laughed my teeth out.

However, the courtiers only dared to complain a few words in their hearts, and never dared to show any thoughts.

After all, this is the only dragon vein that Emperor Ling Hui currently has.

Emperor Ling Hui was annoyed when he saw him crying, his eyes fell on his legs, and he was even more annoyed, he frowned and said: "If you have nothing to do, stand aside and wait for the discussion!"

Chu Mingxuan raised his head abruptly, not daring to talk nonsense anymore, and hurriedly said: "I still have a happy event to tell my father!"

Emperor Ling Hui asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Chu Mingxuan straightened his chest, his brows and eyes gleamed with pride, "Father, my son found a golden vein in Luochuan Mansion! It must be God's perception of the true dragon enthroning, and the auspiciousness descended from heaven!"

Even though Emperor Ling Hui was dissatisfied with Chu Mingxuan, he couldn't help but excitedly praised when he learned that he had found a golden vein: "Good! Good! Good! Our Ling Kingdom is favored by God, and our country will be safe and peaceful!"

The courtiers immediately bowed loudly: "The country is safe and the people are safe! The country is safe and the people are safe! The country is safe and the people are safe!"

Chu Mingxuan intends to show off his talents: "Father, the immigrants from southern Xinjiang, my son suggested that the previous batch of refugees should be moved there."

"Since they abandoned their homeland at the beginning, it hasn't been long since they settled in a foreign country. If they change places, they won't be as resistant as other people."

Emperor Ling Hui nodded approvingly, "Ming'er's idea is feasible."

Li Guozhong just wanted to say that acting like this chilled the hearts of these people, and they finally settled down and moved again. Thinking about it, they feel desperate.

But Emperor Ling Hui agreed, and he could only say: "If the emigration is a long journey to the southern border, it is necessary to provide supplies to these people. If it is lost on the road, it may damage the emperor's reputation."

Emperor Ling Hui nodded, wanting to give five taels of silver to each family of refugees, but thinking that the salaries of soldiers in southern Xinjiang had not yet been paid, he turned his tongue and abruptly changed it to one tael of silver.

Even if all the refugees were included, the number of people who went to southern Xinjiang still seemed a bit small. Emperor Ling Hui added that every household who took the initiative to go to southern Xinjiang could get a supply of one tael of silver.

After the golden pulse was detected in Yuling Mountain, the melancholy in everyone's eyes increased day by day. Some people dreamed that the house was demolished by the government at night, and they rolled off the bed in fright and hit a bag of the boss.

Everyone waited and waited anxiously, and finally the instructions from the court came.

One bad news, one good news.

The bad news is that the imperial court will soon send special personnel to take over Yuling Mountain to develop the gold mine, and their meticulously built home will no longer exist.

The good news is that Nanjiang requires all the refugees to relocate, and everyone can be together again.

But some people think that this is not good news. Southern Xinjiang is an uncivilized and barbaric place with nothing. They have gone, so how can they have a good life now.

But they have no right to refuse at all, they can only pack their bags within ten days and get up to go to southern Xinjiang.

Yuling Mountain has a golden vein, and the people of Lintian Village are not feeling well. They have only two choices, either to integrate into other villages, or to move to southern Xinjiang like Youjia Village.

Integrating into other villages, the government only gives two acres of land! If they don't give money, many people complain that the land doesn't work every day, and even if they give birth, it's better to go to the southern border, plant the land casually, and supply a tael of silver, and the government will take care of the food on the road.

Bai Wutong stood quietly on the window sill overlooking Youjia Village.

Everyone came and went in a hurry, their expressions were all melancholy.

Chu Tianbao quietly hugged her waist and assured her: "My lady, we will definitely have a better home than this."

Bai Wutong turned around slowly, leaned on his chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, covered the moisture in his eyes, "Well, it will definitely." Everyone will.