Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

For more than half a year, the reason why Zhang Yong stayed in the Guanzhong area and did not leave was because he wanted to defend against the sudden attack of the Southern Song Dynasty.

After all, they had just taken over Guanzhong and had offended the Southern Song Dynasty. In Zhang Yong's expectation, the Southern Song Dynasty should quickly gather troops to attack Guanzhong.

But after waiting for more than half a year and making a lot of preparations, the Southern Song Dynasty did not attack at all.

To this end, Zhang Yong also sent some spies to the Southern Song Dynasty to explore some information.

The news received is that the Southern Song Dynasty is indeed stepping up preparations for war, but it should not be able to send troops in a short time.

After all, the Southern Song Dynasty was not a military country like Mongolia. A large-scale military gathering was very laborious and costly. Before, they went to Xixia to support their allies, although they did not even see their allies.

But this still left the Southern Song Dynasty a little exhausted. After all, they mobilized an army of 100,000 and fought hard for several months.

The human, financial and material resources expended made it impossible for the Southern Song Dynasty to develop a decent foreign war.

In addition, the Emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty had previously issued a sinner edict.

Therefore, Zhang Yong judged that the Southern Song Dynasty should not have the energy to attack him in a short period of time.

At least I will be safe in the next few years and can develop well here.

Now you basically don’t need to worry about the autumn harvest. Therefore, Zhang Yong planned to take advantage of the autumn harvest to go to Xining Prefecture and Xiliang Prefecture to check out his territory.

Moreover, Chahan and his family were also urging him to go there and propose marriage. They even sent people over many times to urge Zhang Yong not to forget the engagement he had made with their family.

Now his wife is Tu Lanlun and Wo Kuotai's daughter Xiaoyun. Basically all other women are under the management of these two women.

"Master God Envoy! Then we will be waiting for your arrival in Xining Mansion. Then all the Mongolian herdsmen will come to see you." Chatuohua said.

Now Zhang Yong's prestige is still very high in the hearts of these thousands of households.

Preventing their cattle and sheep from freezing to death and allowing them to have suitable grazing land are real benefits.

"Well! I will go back with you this time. You rest here for three days first, and we will set off together in three days." Zhang Yong said to the five Mongolian households under his hands.

The five heads of thousands of households nodded, turned and left Zhang Yong's palace together.

After rubbing his aching head, Zhang Yong stood up and returned to his harem. Half a year later, Zhang Yong's harem did not expand in number, but the number of pregnant women did.

Two Xixia women, two Mongolian women, and Bahnaya, who has been with him for a long time, are all pregnant.

Even Tu Lanlun's belly became bigger again, and she was pregnant with her second child. She looked at a large group of women with big bellies in front of her.

A sense of pride arose in Zhang Yong's heart. Look, these are all my achievements.

The price you pay is just backache all day long.

"master!"

"The boss!" After seeing Zhang Yong come in, several women said hello together.

Xiaoyun, the daughter of Wokuotai, stood aside and nodded to Zhang Yong. It was obvious that this girl was a little dissatisfied recently. Why?

Because I have been married to Zhang Yong for more than half a year, and I have even lived in this palace for more than half a year, but this bastard Zhang Yong has not even come to see me once.

The reason given was also very strange, saying that he was too young and would wait until he was sixteen years old!

what is this? Doesn't he like himself? But my appearance is not bad either! Even because of inheriting the blood of some Jiangnan women.

She is extremely beautiful, with snow-white skin and slender figure. She can be said to be a first-class beauty. You bastard, you can actually refuse.

And recently! Except for herself, Zhang Yong, the king of Guanzhong, all the women were pregnant and would soon have their own children. Her sense of crisis suddenly increased.

Even her aunt and best friend Tu Lanlun were very anxious and told herself that they were all pregnant recently and could not serve Zhang Yong. Then your chance will come.

"Well! How are you doing lately?" Zhang Yong sat on the felt bed and asked.

"Every condition in the palace is very good. These days, the food we eat is first-class, and the supplements are naturally very good." Tu Lanlun said.

Some other women also nodded in agreement.

"Well, there's something I have to tell you. I'm going to Xining Mansion. The Chahan family made a marriage contract with me before, and she wants to marry her sister to me.

This time, I will pick up his sister, which may take at most one and a half months, or at least one month. Anyway, I will be back before winter. "Zhang Yong said.

There was no way around it. This time he and Chahan were considered a political marriage. After all, the two people's territories were too close. There must be a better way to strengthen the connection.

And marriage is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Haha! You want to marry a Xixia woman, what about me? Should I be ranked below her or in front of her?" Xiaoyun stood aside and snorted, looking at Zhang Yong and asked.

"Of course you are ranked second! Tu Lanlun is first, and you are second." Zhang Yong immediately stepped forward, hugged this little girl who was seven or eight years younger than him, and said.

"Then why don't you give me a child? Other women have children, but I don't." Xiaoyun said.

"Head of the family! Xiaoyun has been married for half a year, and now your other women are pregnant.

Of course I can’t serve you anymore, do you think I should? Tu Lanlun held his slightly bulging belly and looked at Zhang Yong, blinking and said.

well! This girl is only a little over fifteen years old, you have to force me to commit a crime, right?

But to be honest, a teenage girl feels comfortable in my arms, she is so weak and boneless.

And this girl is indeed not bad in terms of appearance.

It can be said that he inherited the part of his mother very well, but did not inherit the part of Wokuotai.

It's just that his personality has inherited some Wokuotai, and he is relatively strong.

"You can marry that Xixia woman. After all, Chahan has a good relationship with our family. But you must let Xiaoyun get pregnant, at least before that Xixia woman.

I don’t think it’s better than this! It just so happens that all of us are pregnant, so naturally we can't go out with you.

You will be out for at least a month this time, so let Xiaoyun stay with you! what do you think? Tu Lanlun said.

"The road is quite bumpy. The iron cart given by my god is no longer easy to use." Zhang Yong touched his nose and said.

"I didn't say I wanted to ride in your chariot. We Mongolian women are all good at riding horses. It's not like Xiaoyun can't ride. She can just ride with you." Tulan Lun said with a cold snort.

"Okay, okay, I will take Xiaoyun with me, and when I come back, I will definitely let her join your team." Zhang Yong waved his hand and said.

Forget it, this girl has grown into a master now. I'll do it on the way. We have to do as the Romans do, right?

(Let me explain here, this Xiaoyun’s name is Bo’er Zhijin. Yun. She has only one single name. The set name was given by her Han mother.)

"Okay! You and Xiaoyun can sleep together tonight! Let's say goodbye first." Hu Lanlun smiled and waved, two Mongolian women, two Xixia women, Famaina, Bachnaya and others They were all very sensible and left together behind her.

In fact, Farmayina really wanted to say that she had just given birth and could stay with her master, but obviously Tulan Lun would not agree to this.

so annoying! I don’t know how my cousin is doing now. Why don’t I write a letter and ask how my cousin is doing there?

After everyone left, Xiaoyun came to Zhang Yong.

"Do you dislike me or what? Why are you so indifferent to me?" Xiaoyun directly pushed Zhang Yong to the bed, put his hands on his hips, and asked.

"How can I not like you? The main reason why you are so beautiful is that you are too young. It is best for women to get pregnant after the age of twenty. This is the best age." Zhang Yong said.

"How come I haven't heard of this theory? Whether it's you Han people, or the Xixia people, or us Mongolians, or those Tubo people, women all get married in their teens, and I have never heard of this. "Xiaoyun said very dissatisfied. "Forget it, just do what you say!" Zhang Yong is not a hypocritical person. You've expressed it like this, so there's no point in refusing anymore. I've been keeping you in the dark for half a year.

He stepped forward and picked her up, blew out the lights in the room, and then turned a girl into a woman.

Three days later, Zhang Yong, five Mongolian household heads, and Xiaoyun, with dozens of guards, set off from Jingzhao Mansion in Guanzhong towards Xining Mansion.

We worked hard along the way and arrived near Xining Mansion in a few days. We also inspected the surrounding government offices along the way.

Supervise local officials to do a good job in this autumn harvest, and only collect 20% of the local tax revenue, and absolutely not to collect too much.

The 20% tax rate was decided by Zhang Yong after careful consideration, because people have a habit, and it is not impossible for him to reduce the tax rate to 10%, but after the tax relief is over.

The local people are used to paying only 10% of the tax. If they are asked to pay 20%, it will cause some public resentment.

After all, once people get used to a model, and you change their model so that they get less things, the people will completely forget about your previous good things.

So it is simply 20% of the tax from the beginning, 10% to myself and 10% to Mongolia.

At this time, Xining Prefecture has changed drastically. All the local Xixia people here have moved away, and the only ones left are Han people and some herdsmen.

However, most herdsmen like to live in the pastures to the west of Xining Prefecture, which is also some distance away from the gathering places of Han people.

The people living in the farms here are Han people who moved from Guanzhong or the north.

After seeing Zhang Yong's Wang Qi, the people who were working in the fields came to the roadside and knelt down in front of Zhang Yong.

If it weren't for the mercy of the King of Guanzhong, the people in the north would probably have nowhere to go. As for the people of Guanzhong, after coming here, they can get more fields, their own cattle and a sheep.

"There is no need for this. You go back to the fields and work hard! The autumn harvest is coming soon. Don't delay the harvest." Looking at the rows of golden wheat ears, Zhang Yong nodded with satisfaction and said.

The land in Xixia is relatively dry and poor, so it is more suitable for growing crops such as wheat. Most of the nearby farmland is planted with wheat.

The common people kowtowed to Zhang Yong several times, then lowered their heads and returned to the farmland. Among the wheat ears, I observed the figure of the King of Guanzhong.

I heard that this year's tax revenue is only 20%. Compared with the previous 30% or 40% tax revenue of the Jin Kingdom or the Song Dynasty, it is already a huge favor. This year is a good year, and their lives will be much easier.

I hope that the King of Guanzhong will treat them like this again in the future! Don't raise taxes, increase corvee, etc.

Soon, the group arrived at the Xining Mansion Office, where more than thirty student officials from the north were waiting for Zhang Yong's arrival.

These more than 30 northern students were sent by Zhang Yong a few months ago to manage Xining Mansion, manage taxation and farming here, and handle local government affairs.

Zhang Yong would not hand over the military and political power of a single government to one person or a few people.

Instead, it is divided among many people, so as to ensure that there will be no warlords in one place.

Zhang Yong absolutely does not want to see a situation where one family is the only one.

"I will pay my respects to the King of Guanzhong." Dozens of students from the north knelt on the ground and spoke.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone, please get up. No need to be polite. I saw it along the way. The wheat fields everywhere are golden. It seems that this year will be a good harvest." Zhang Yong smiled and got off his horse to collect these dozens of wheat fields. The students who had just become officials helped them up one by one and said.

After this group of students came, I would really have less to worry about.

Basically, you don’t have to worry about some basic things. You can just walk out and just come over for inspection after a while.

"I would also like to thank the King of Guanzhong for his kindness. If the King of Guanzhong did not give me the opportunity, how could I have the ability to realize my ambition?" said a northern student.

"Yes! And we are only doing things according to the rules under your rule, King Guanzhong."

In this era, the kindness of knowing someone and giving them a stage to display their talents is a very important kindness.

"Work hard! When this place develops, there will be a place for you to show off what you have learned in the future." Zhang Yong nodded and said.

"Sir! The large-scale autumn harvest will begin in a few days. This time we estimate that in the Xining Prefecture, at least 500,000 stones of grain and grass can be collected. 20% of the tax is 100,000 stones of grain and grass." Several civil servants took He handed some account books to Zhang Yong and said.

After all, it was the result of their hard work for several months, and they still wanted the King of Guanzhong to take a look.

Zhang Yong nodded and lived up to the expectations of a large group of civil servants. He looked at the accounts written by them very seriously.

The writing is quite good. All kinds of grains, each household, how many fields, and how many people cultivate it are basically registered.

"Good! Very good. I feel relieved to have you here to manage it,"

"As long as the King of Guanzhong is satisfied! We have lived up to the trust of the King of Guanzhong." A group of civil servants said.

"Okay! During the New Year this year, all of you will have your salary increased by 20%, and each of you will take three sheep home for the New Year." Zhang Yong said with a smile.

"Thank you, King Guanzhong!"

After talking with these students and civil servants for a while, Zhang Yong told them to go about their own business, and then he and the five heads of Mongolian households went to the giant breeding farm he had built before.

"You are quite loved by them!" Xiaoyun looked at Zhang Yong from the horse and said.

"Don't you understand this? This is called the kindness of knowing someone. I gave them the opportunity to be an official and gave them a stage to show their talents. They will naturally be grateful to me." Zhang Yong said.

"Well! My mother also told me this. He said that you are a good king and have managed the Guanzhong area well." Xiaoyun nodded and said.

Over the past six months or so, the policies implemented by Zhang Yong have been very helpful to the Guanzhong area, and both she and her mother have seen this.

Xiaoyun himself is quite satisfied with this husband. The only one who is dissatisfied is his mother, because she wants to have a grandson. However, their relationship has improved now, and it should not be long before she can give her a grandson. .

"Hahaha! It will be better in the future." Zhang Yong said with a smile.

My decree will be implemented everywhere! It’s not just Guanzhong.

The group walked for about two hours, and arrived at a large breeding farm when it was dim that night.

Zhang Yong has always left this large-scale breeding farm to be managed by these Mongolian herdsmen. He just put three student officials from the north here to do some registration and statistical work.

The reason why the statistics of cattle and sheep production here are so clear is precisely because of these three northern students.

Otherwise, it would probably take a lot of effort for these Mongolians to calculate the total figures.

"I'll wait and see the King of Guanzhong." The three officials stationed here said to Zhang Yong.

"No need to be polite! Is my big breeding farm running well?" Zhang Yong asked.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! Everything by us is done according to Your Majesty's instructions, including statistics and management. All cattle and sheep are registered.

Some of the spare livestock sheds have also been cleaned, waiting for winter to allow all the herdsmen's cattle, sheep and horses to live in them. "A civil servant said.

"We have also registered the coal shipped from Xiliao. According to calculations, the coal shipped this year should be enough for burning, and there will even be some leftover next year." Another civil servant said.

After all, there is no need to burn coal in spring, summer, and autumn, and these coals are shipped from Xiliao once a month, so they have accumulated a lot.

"Well! You did a good job. What do you think of this large livestock farm?" Zhang Yong asked.

"It is true that large-scale construction can be built in the land outside the pass, and there are many benefits. However, the land inside the pass is not suitable. After all, there is no such large pasture. Instead of raising these cattle and sheep, it is better to plant more fields." The civil servant said. (End of chapter)