Lu Luo shook his head and said, "That's not the case. The bandits are not that big, they are just afraid that the bandits will collide with the government."

Zhao Huan carefully savored the meaning behind this sentence and made Zhao Ying lean over. He whispered a few words in Zhao Ying's ear.

After the land track was on, Zhao Huan stayed in the headquarters and thought for a long time.

Land Track's guess made him frown.

Who is so bold?

He instructed Zhao Ying to ask Zhao Ying to look for possible threats.

Since the land track has raised this matter, it naturally means that the wind and shadow have received some information.

Zhao Huan's car drove from Zhaozhou and headed towards Cizhou.

On the way, Zhao Huan did encounter a collision. A wave of less than 200 bandits rushed to the front of the East Third Team and was expelled by the East Third Team.

This group of bandits' clothing does not cover their bodies, and the tools they use are all hoes, and some even don't even have hoes.

The third squad in the East did not repel the enemy, but expelled the bandits.

Zhao Huan frowned and looked at the ragged people, his brows getting deeper and deeper.

On the road to Cizhou, there were less than two hundred miles away, three waves of bandits trying to attack the car.

After arresting several prisoners on the land track, I realized that someone told these bandits when a fat sheep would pass by.

The fat sheep is naturally Zhao Huan.

After this clue, Zhao Ying took his personal servant out of the city to search and arrest dozens of people who were instigating them.

The people here are quite complicated.

The people from the Hei Water Division and the spies from the Hei Water Division were unable to get close to Zhao Huan, who was protected by the relatives of the East Third Class and the layers of protection.

I thought of using this disgusting method to disgust Zhao Huan.

Of course, they also have to welcome Zhao Huan's revenge.

Some of them were rich businessmen who were bewitched by spies buried by Heishuisi, or hired them, and even personally participated in this disgusting behavior of Zhao Huan.

There were also some scholars and officials involved.

Zhao Ying's method of torture was extremely experienced. If it was really not possible, there were inventions invented by the government. Li Gang perfected it and Shen Cong made the black coffin, which could be used.

Whether it is the Chazi of the Hei Shui Department, the servants of the wealthy businessmen, or the lackeys of the scholars and officials, since they can be caught, they are actually ready to explain.

The way to not want to be arrested is very simple, that is to commit suicide.

Zhao Ying caught a lot of people and found a lot of corpses.

These corpses were completely crazy, and they knew clearly that such instigation and deception would eventually be caught by the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

He simply committed suicide.

Zhao Ying placed the letter on the imperial case at the headquarters and took two steps back carefully.

Zhao Huan leaned his whole body against the back of the chair, his face getting colder and colder. He was angry.

He wasn't angry with the bandits.

It was a group of poor people, and it was strange that they could catch fat sheep with a hoe.

He was not angry about the Hei Shuisi's provocation. The place where Song Jin's life and death had long been reached, and he would disgust the Emperor of Song.

It would be great if the Emperor of Song was able to anger the Emperor of Song and throw him out a few silences.

For example, the order to kill bandits is like a river of blood!

For example, you can calm your inner self and not take care of foreign aggression!

This can buy some time for the Jin Kingdom.

Zhao Huan was not angry with the wealthy businessman, and cutting off his wealth was like killing his parents.

The wealthy businessmen and their servants were unwilling to lose their wealth and status, so they would naturally do such a thing.

Zhao Huan's business reforms most often were those who colluded with bandits outside the city and exploited small businesses everywhere.

All the property of these merchants is ill-gotten!

But this group of merchants doesn't think so. They always feel that they were robbed by the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

If something happens, anyone will shirk responsibility as soon as possible. This is a very normal psychological activity.

Zhao Huan could understand these people, but he did not intend to spare them.

It was just the behavior of the literati who had never understood Zhao Huan.

Behind this, there are many lackeys under the government officials, and some even did not hide their behavior at all!

I will tell the official clearly that I am making trouble behind my back!

"Zhao Du Zhi, you said..." Zhao Huan stopped halfway, looked up at the sky outside the window, muttering to himself, "Who is this Song Dynasty?"

"Is it my? Is it from the relatives of the Zhao family royal family? Or it's from their literati?"

"Or it belongs to the people?"

Zhao Huan muttered to himself, and Zhao Ying could only pretend that he didn't hear it, and the cold sweat behind him was blowing.

There was no snow in Cizhou. It was still in early winter, and the sleet was a bit chilling. Zhao Ying shook a chill and found a cloak and put it on the official's house.

This afternoon, the official family leaned on the chair and leaned on it for an afternoon, motionless.

At this time, the Fengfeng Mine Area, which belongs to Cizhou, was also shrouded in sleet weather. Chen Fu hung the straw raincoat on the wall and walked into the houses of the mining area.

"This ghost weather is really like the wind and rain, and it's snowy, so I'm frozen to death!" Chen Fu leaned against the stove tremblingly.

This is a mining area, with iron and coal, and there were open-pit mines before. He has been here since he went to Yanjing to meet the official family.

Wang Chongyang continued to stare at the beaker in front of him, dazed in a daze. Hearing Chen Fu's complaint, he said with a smile, "You are from the south and have never eaten the wind and snow before, so you naturally feel cold. When it is winter and it is snowing, it will not be so cold."

"What's the reason?" Chen Fu was stunned, and then suddenly realized.

In winter, it is thick and heavy snow, who is willing to go out?

Chen Fu nodded, opened the farm book in his hand, and wrote down the strange thing that Wang Chongyang invented.

[Forty-five kinds of manure, cake fertilizer, mud fertilizer, ash fertilizer, green fertilizer, draft straw fertilizer, slag fertilizer, inorganic fertilizer, and miscellaneous fertilizer, all of which are not as effective as chemical fertilizers.]

[Zhe seizes the creation of heaven and earth and establishes the wonderful achievements of all ages.]

Chen Fu wrote while saying, "It seems that the snow is still very heavy this year. This winter comes earlier this year, but the crops should grow well after the spring next year."

"Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest." Wang Chongyang said with his head up. Seeing Chen Fu writing his farm books again, he shook his head and said, "Are you organizing me again?"

"let me see."

"I can't show it to you!" Chen Fu closed his letters and refused to show them to Wang Chongyang. A farm book will always be passed down through the ages, and the change of dynasties will not block the spread of farm book, and will always be used.

However, Wang Chongyang was young and powerful, and his skills were first-class. How could Chen Fu stop him?

When Wang Chongyang saw the last sentence, he shook his head and said, "I believe you so much that you praise me, so I can't do it. Skip it."

"Besides, this fertilizer matter has just been written in one stroke."

"If you can't do the manure water, you can't continue. I don't know how to continue. I always feel that there are shortcomings. It's not enough to rely on the natural things produced in the stove."

The urea that Wang Chongyang presented in the hall was collected by him for several months and was shaved out from the ash in the furnace. It was so difficult to understand the production process of this thing.

"Isn't the manure water useful? The manure water is enough!" Chen Fu said indifferently.

Wang Chongyang has read his farm books once or twice. When he encounters comments on him, Wang Chongyang asks him to change them every time.

Chen Fu would secretly add it every time.

"The transport of manure water is still a little inconvenient, not as good as that kind of golden elixir." Wang Chongyang continued to stare at the water in the beaker and said, "Originally, the official said he came here in the afternoon, but it seemed that it was almost dark and it hadn't arrived yet. Was it delayed by something?"

Zhao Huan stopped in Cizhou.

It is to meet Wang Chongyang and Chen Fu, who have been rooted in the mining area for more than a year.
Chapter completed!