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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Second Drag Words

The court meeting came to an end in the early morning. Mao Zhengliang seemed to have agreed to the Liaodong request, but he seemed to have not agreed?

Therefore, when the court meeting ended, Li Qingping and his friends followed the Shandong civil and military officials out of the palace, and the two couldn't help but turn their eyes full of anticipation to Han Xi.

I hope Han Xi can give them a definite answer so that they can return to Liaodong this morning with food.

Therefore, after walking down the steps of the palace hall, Li Qingping, who was already in a hurry, couldn't help but walk to Han Xi, and looked down at Han Xi and bowed, "Shumi Han, you are watching the food. The tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Liaodong are waiting for food, which is really undespair!"

"I understand, I understand."

Hearing Li Qingping's words, Han Ximan, who seemed to be short and eat people with soft mouths, nodded. Then, without waiting for Li Qingping to say anything, he patted Li Qingping on the shoulder and looked at the two of them righteously and said, "Don't you worry, didn't my king say that just now? We must think of a way to make up a portion of food that is sufficient for Liaodong to use.

Therefore, this Privy Council will definitely do its best to help you with food, even herbs and other materials. But you also know that civil affairs and warehousing are always responsible for Ji Zong, Zhou Ji's participation in politics.

But Ji participated in politics... Hey, I won’t say it anymore. You all saw it in the hall today. He has never agreed to my Shandong support Liaodong at this time. Therefore, Han also needs some time to prepare for this matter.

Let’s do this, the two nobles will go back to the inn first. I have prepared it here and I will definitely notify you as soon as possible. How about it?"

"this……"

When Li Qingping and Chen Hu heard Han Xi say such words, their brows frowned even deeper.

But from what Han Xi said, it is still unknown when to take out the grain and how much grain they take out. In this way, how can Li and Chen, who are anxious in their hearts feel at ease!

Therefore, after Han Xi finished speaking, the two of them couldn't help but bow again and said, "Supreme Han, Lord Han, there are now more than 100,000 hungry soldiers and civilians in Liaodong. Therefore, we will only serve these soldiers and civilians, please give me a visit."

Yuan is not as good as Qing, and the title of "Grandman" is still a respectful title for his elders or elders. Li Qingping and others now call Han Xi with the word "Grandman", which is obviously too anxious.

Therefore, after the two of them finished speaking, Han Xi couldn't help but bow to Li Qingping, and said hurriedly: "If you can't do it, you can't do it. Don't worry, you two, even for the tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Liaodong, Han will definitely do his best this time."

As he said that, he also hugged Li Qingping and the others with a serious expression.

Seeing this, Li Qingping and Chen Hu looked at each other and couldn't say anything anymore. Therefore, the two nodded and said seriously, "Please, sir", Fang turned around and returned to the inn where he was staying.

So, just waiting for the two of them to leave, the solemn Han Xi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I can really put my face down, but there is no such thing as a cheap thing like a white wolf in this world? I am not a good house in Shandong. If you don't let you get some blood this time, wouldn't I Shandong pay my life to death?"

But because of the expansion of the army, Shandong is still living a tight life today.

Even if Jining and other places are added, Shandong's annual fiscal revenue will be expected to exceed 2.4 million taels of silver or even 2.5 million taels of silver.

But with a total of 210,000 troops, the annual fiscal expenditure is equally astonishing.

After all, even if a soldier's annual food and clothing cost is only ten taels of silver, 210,000 soldiers will need 2.1 million taels of silver in a year. Then, with the salary of generals and officials and the necessary expenses of local government offices, Shandong's current expenditure is greater than its income.

In the words of later generations, there is a fiscal deficit every year.

Therefore, in order to reduce expenditure, as early as the Maogui period, the soldiers in the rear of Laizhou and Haizhou were converted into military farming soldiers. That is, the half-agricultural and half-paw troops were trained in the busy farming period and the slack farming period.

In addition, even the prefectures and counties in Yidu Road and Xu, Wang and others who had stationed in Dezhou and Tai'an Prefectures were half of the soldiers, and the general soldiers were military farming soldiers.

This model has been going on for the present, and judging from its current appearance, it is probably going to continue.

Therefore, money, grain and other goods are really the best for Shandong. In a sentence when Mao Zhengliang joked, it is "10,000 taels are not too little, and one million taels are not too much."

In short, as long as the silver is deposited into the treasury in Shandong, Mao Zhengliang will always have a way to spend the silver.

In this way, if Mao Zhengliang and others miss this good opportunity to make a profit because of their "company relationship" and make money, then Mao Zhengliang and the others will be in vain.

With this idea in mind, after Li Qingping and the others returned to the inn where they settled, the omnipotent "drag" technique commonly used among government departments has played a role.

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"Damn bastard, this Han guy doesn't do anything after taking things. Gou Yu's turtle grandson is really not a thing!!!"

In the inn west of Jinan City, Chen Hu, the deputy envoy, was in front of the envoy Li Qingping. At this time, he couldn't help but curse.

However, in the past three days, Han Xi seemed to have forgotten them. Not only did they not bring any good news, but even when they went to the mansion to ask for a meeting in person, they would only be rude by the servants in Han Xi's mansion to find various reasons to evade them.

Even after three days, they couldn't even see Han Xi's face.

At this time, Han Xi was good or bad about Liaodong, whether he was dedicated or not? How could he not tell whether Li Qingping and Chen Hu?

Therefore, after hitting another soft nail at Han Xi's door, Chen Hu, who could not control his anger in his heart, couldn't help but curse at the top of his voice after returning to the inn.

As for Li Qingping, he was deeper than Chen Hu's mansion, although he did not curse like Chen Hu at this time, but his face was also gloomy and unspeakable.

"No, we can't continue like this. Labor and capital have also seen that Han Xi or Shandong Xiaomao clearly doesn't want to help us. If you are fucking, instead of being so cowardly here, we might as well make trouble for him in front of Xiaomao's palace and then return to Liaodong. In this way, this will allow people all over the world to see what this Xiaomao is!"
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