Gao Huan surrendered Wang Dushan and Chen Debiao, and had an additional Jinshi and a Juren under his command. The staff team was even more luxurious than Li Zicheng.

This made Gao Huan quite satisfied. Master Tang, who was beside him, shook his feather fan and said, "Young Master, Wang Dushan has embezzled and bribed. Although he has accepted the transformation, he cannot be completely trusted. He is not even willing to take it over, so he obviously has not sincerely surrendered."

Gao Huan nodded slightly, "I know this, but this is also human nature. Before our strength has grown to compete for the world, most people will have this mentality!"

In this situation, in addition to relatives, there are also deep relationships and confidants who have fallen into Gaohuan Group and have no way out of retreat. It is impossible to be loyal to an outsider when he comes up.

Master Tang said again: "And Chen Debiao, the land and house in his family have been divided by us after all. He may not be without resentment. The young master still needs to be cautious!"

Gao Huan glanced at Master Tang and smiled slightly, feeling that he seemed to be stimulated by Wang Dushan's name change Wu Yong.

Master Tang did not dare to compare himself with Zhuge Liang's feather fan and scarf, but he tried to compare himself with Wu Yong, the Zhiduoxing in "Water Margin", and always wanted to be Gao Huan's military advisor.

In the past, those who rebeled were tenants, the lower class people, and scholars did not rebel. Mr. Tang’s scholar’s ​​fame and fame were considered wise among the local gangsters, but now he will be a Jinshi and a Juren, which will make Mr. Tang’s feather fan shy.

Gao Huan smiled and said, "What Master reminds you is that these people really cannot trust. I have no one I can trust to manage the place now, and I can only rely on them at the moment. But in order to change this situation, I have something to do, Master, you need to do it!"

Master Tang immediately saluted with a fan, "Young Master, even if you give me instructions, my subordinates will devote themselves to their lives until they die!"

Gao Huan walked back to his seat, took out a booklet from the table beside him, handed it to Master Tang, and said in a deep voice: "This booklet states my analysis of the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, a summary of the experience of land allocation in Dengfeng, and why the Chibei Army General fought! I am giving it to you now, and I hope you can hand these over to the students of Gao clan and Dengfeng County!"

Master Tang took the booklet with the words "Sparks and sparks can start a prairie". After reading two pages, he was immediately excited.

Gao Huan said in a deep voice: "Most traditional gentry and literati stand opposite us. I hope you can cultivate scholars who are used by us and speak for the people."

Master Tang didn't expect that Gao Huan actually gave him such an important task. He couldn't help but feel happy, but he felt extremely stressed.

After all, he is just a student at a young age, so how can he be embarrassed to teach people?

Gao Huan seemed to see Master Tang’s idea and encouraged: “The scholar I want is not the kind of hypocrite who only knows how to take the imperial examination, learn the eight-legged essay, speaks of benevolence, righteousness, and is actually hypocritical, but a talent who can solve practical problems for the people and think. I think Master, you are such a person, I like you!"

Master Tang was moved and said, "I will definitely live up to my mission."

Gao Huan nodded, and then asked Master Tang to go back to think about his booklet, and he thought of a way to learn some textbooks for the clan.

Now that the territory is small, if the territory is larger, there is no reliable civil service system to manage and lay a solid foundation, then it will be like Li Zicheng, and it will be completely destroyed if it fails.

...

In November, the weather in Qi County suddenly fell and snowflakes floated in the sky.

This was a severity for the victims in Qi County, and they were tortured by hunger and cold.

At this time, in a porridge shed, Song Xiance and Li Yan, who was already familiar with him, said: "Young Master Li, our general sincerely invites you, please consider it again and go to Dengfeng!"

Li Yan shook his head, "You go! I will not leave Qi County, nor will I give up the people of Qi County! You are uprising and resisting the court. I am forgiving, you have not saved the people, but have harmed more people!"

Song Xiance said: "Mr. Li, General Gao, is from Dengfeng, Henan. Like Mr. Li, they are concerned about the people in Henan and are different from the rebel army. The young master distributed land to the people in Dengfeng, distributed seeds and farm tools to lead the people to fight against disasters, unlike the rebel army who marries the place like locusts passing through the border."

Qi County is far away from Dengfeng, so the news from Dengfeng did not spread to Qi County. Occasionally, some news came, but Li Yan didn't believe it.

Li Yan stood up, "I said I wouldn't go to Dengfeng! I want to save the people of Qi County."

Song Xiance said helplessly: "Now the young master's wealth has been gone, and the porridge shed is no longer rice is put into the pot. How can you save me?"

Li Yan looked at the victims who were holding the broken bowl, standing in the cold wind, waiting for the porridge to be served, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go find them and advise them to provide relief."

After saying that, Li Yan walked out and said to the hungry people in front of the porridge shed: "Wait a little longer, I will definitely bring you food!"

The hungry people in front of the porridge shed knelt on the ground and cried. They all knew that Mr. Li had already dispersed all their wealth for them.

Li Yan looked at the miserable hungry people, his eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was filled with grief and anger.

"Military advisor, what should I do? Why don't you tie it up directly!" Yang Shulin looked at Li Yan's back and said.

Song Xiance shook his head, "If you dare to do something, the hungry people must eat us!"

Yang Shulin looked at the hungry people outside the porridge shed and Li Yan, "What should I do? You can't keep consuming this!"

Song Xiance stroked his goatee's beard, "It's almost done! Mr. Li is illusioning for the court, those big dogs, and those fantasies. When the fantasy is shattered, he will fight us without hesitation. Mr. Li spends all his family's wealth, not for fame and fortune, but only wants to save the world and the people. No wonder we general value this kind of scholar!"

While speaking, Li Yan had already walked towards the city gate in the distance.

The cold wind was howling and the snow was floating. Li Yan was wearing white clothes and stepped on the snow, stepping towards the closed city gate step by step.

"Please encourage guests to comel hoof soup, frost orange and fragrant orange. The wine and meat of the rich are smelly, and there are frozen bones on the road..."

Li Yan sang with grief and anger as he walked, "Rice prices rose and increased several times, and the people were living in misery everywhere. Grass roots and wood leaves filled their stomachs, and their children cried with each other. The dust of the pots and steamers flew and smoke, and it was hard to get a meal of porridge for several days..."

Amid his sad singing, behind him were the hungry people who supported the elderly and the young, following him. Everyone was infected by Mr. Li's emotions and cried, but they didn't dare to make too loud noises, and could not bear to overwhelm Li Yan's singing.

On the top of the city, the officers and soldiers guarding the city couldn't help but retreat a little when they heard the grief and anger.

At this time, an official wearing an official robe looked at Li Yan and the hungry people walking over. He was panicked and pointed at Li Yan and cursed: "Li Yan, if you dare to deceive the people again, this county has issued a letter to seize your fame!"

"The government collects grain without tigers, and the wealthy family collects debts like wolves and jackals. It's a pity that the remaining breathing is left, and the soul returns to the springs first. Skeletons accumulate like mountains, and the heavy business is hard to pass the hunger level. How can you not teach people how many tears will shed, and the tears will still turn into blood spots? I advise the rich families to provide relief. Taicang is a grain of gratitude." Li Yan thought all the way, walked to the city gate, and said with grief and anger: "Master, gentry, can't you look down and look at these people who are about to starve to death?"

(It's after twelve o'clock in the next chapter. Please vote more, this is the motivation for me to do it.)
Chapter completed!