After resting for one night, Sun Kexian led Liuying to set off the next day and used more than half of Lin County. Lin County Magistrate Bai Xinjing learned last night that Sony's army had failed, and he was already scared and dared not resist. As soon as the army arrived, he quickly opened the city gate and surrendered.

After occupying Lin County, Yulinwei temporarily rested in Lin County. Lin County is right next to Qingzhou and is also an important east-west transportation route in Shandong. It was originally very prosperous, but unfortunately the scene I saw in Yulinwei's eyes was not like this. In addition to the tall walls of Lin County, the houses on both sides of the streets of the county were a bit dilapidated, and the pedestrians on the road were even dressed in tatters and hungry on their faces.

When the army entered the city, the people on the street seemed very sparse, and most of the shops on both sides were closed. Occasionally, one or two were opened. Except for the guys, there were basically no customers.

Sun Kexian stepped on the streets of Lin County and saw the scenes on both sides. He couldn't help but shake his head. He originally wanted to purchase some supplies from the county town to provide the army with some supplies, but according to the situation in the county town, he probably couldn't buy any supplies even if he had money.

As for the arrival of the Ming army, in addition to the officials in the city and some wealthy gentry, most of them seemed very indifferent, and did not appear happy because the Ming army rescued them from the rule of the Tartars. They still did whatever they should do. When they saw Sun Kexian and others, the people hid aside and looked at them with surprise eyes, and many people even showed hostility in their eyes.

"Mr. Bai, it seems that you, the official of your parents, are not qualified?"

Sun Kexian's faint words made Bai Xinjing frightened. Although he opened the city to surrender when the army arrived, he first surrendered to the bandits and the Tartars, with stains on his body. He didn't know if the court would deal with him. He knelt down quickly: "Secretary should die. Although Xia Guan surrendered to the Tartars, he has always been in Cao's camp and Han, and I hope the general will spare his life."

"Get up, kneeling on the street is like saying?"

"Thank you, General." Bai Jingxin stood up again with fear.

"Tell me, why do the people seem to not welcome the imperial army? Could it be that these people are eager to the Tartars?" Sun Kexian could easily distinguish the hostility of the people.

Bai Jingxin hesitated for a moment before saying, "General, when the humble post first came, Lin County was not too rich, but the vast majority of people could basically solve the problem of food and clothing. However, in the past two years, the Tartars had too ruthlessly collected food, and most of the people's food was confiscated, and many people even starved to death because of this. They had no confidence in the government."

"Since that's the case, the court army drove away the Tartars. They should be happy. Why is this not the case when I saw the land?"

"Generals calm down the anger. The untouchables are foolish. They do not know the difference between the court and the Tartars. They think that the court will also impose heavy taxes like the Tartars. That's why... That's why..." Bai Jingxin dared not say it later.

"I'm talking nonsense. Today, the son is extremely wise and always light taxes to the people. How could he fish for the people like the Tartars? It's really a ruthless thing to have such an idea." Sun Kexian was furious and looked at Bai Jingxin with a sneer: "Mr. Bai County, I'm afraid you have a lot of contributions to it. How much have you done to the Tartars in the past few years? If you cut off your head, will these people be afraid of being satisfied?"

In the past four years, the emperor not only personally led the army to save the fate of the Ming Dynasty twice, but also built a daunting army. The burden on the people not only did not increase, but also reduced. The corrupt officials in the country also decreased a lot. The politics gradually became clear and clear. All Yulin Guards almost blindly worshiped the emperor and could not tolerate others saying anything bad to the emperor.

Bai Jingxin's legs became weak again. It was over. It was over. This time he was really dead. To be honest, in order to complete the task of collecting grain for the land, the Bai County Magistrate had really forced many people to death. If he was killed by the Ming army, I am afraid that the people in the city would applaud many people.

"God of your life. The emperor is willing to take out five hundred stones. No. eight hundred stones of grain to reward the army." Seeing Sun Kexian's face was still dark. Bai Jingxin cried and said with a sad face: "One thousand stones. General. The villain is willing to offer one thousand stones of grain. This is the villain's last family fortune."

When a large army marchs and fights, the most important supply is food. Without food, the largest army will collapse. If it is transported from the rear, it is slow, and the second is that the loss is too heavy. It is often transported to the front line with one stone of grain, but several stones are consumed in the rear. If enough grain can be collected from the front, it is of course the best. However, Sun Kexian did not expect that if he was a little scared, the county magistrate would spit out a thousand stones of grain. With this thousand stones of grain, it is enough for Sun Kexian's army to use for half a month. He did not have to wait for the army behind to launch an attack on Qingzhou Prefecture.

Sun Kexian had no good feelings for Bai Jingxin. The people in the city lived in such a difficult life, but he had so much food. He was obviously a corrupt official. He should not let his food go: "Okay, if you give it out, I will spare your life.

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"Bai Jingxin wiped his cold sweat, and his heart ached. One thousand stones of grain was a bit deducted from the military rations he had transported to Manchu. If Manchu had discovered it, he would have died long ago, but he would have been cheaper than the court now.

"General, what should I do if the people in the city?" Du Dashan couldn't bear it. He was born in a miserable way and tasted hunger. It was just spring now, and at least three months before there was a harvest of food. These three months were the time when the emperor of Bai County was in trouble. According to the words of the Bai County Magistrate, the people of Lin County were already in great difficulty. Even if the court did not collect grain from them, many people would probably not be able to get at that time.

Sun Kexian was moved when he heard this, and it seemed that he had caught something in his heart. But when he thought about it, he could not remember anything. He spread his hands: "We are an army, we just need to fight. Let these things be left to the civil servants."

"A civil servant, it's better to give it to a pig than to give it to him. At least the pig will not make the people hostile to us." Du Dashan said disdainfully.

Bai Jingxin blushed when he heard this, but he didn't dare to refute it. Seeing that most of the people on the street were pale and thin, Sun Kexian also felt a hiding heart. Not to mention that Linxian County was comparable to Jiangnan, even compared with the Shandong counties entered by the army ahead, it could be said that it was the poorest county town.

"Magistrate Bai County, how much food is left in the city?" Sun Kexian asked.

Bai Jingxin didn't know what Sun Kexian meant, and thought that he thought that one thousand stones of food was too little, so he quickly sweared that he had already taken out all the food. As for the government's warehouse, the rats could even starve to death.

"I did not ask your family or warehouse, but asked if other wealthy families in the city still had food. I can pay for it." Sun Kexian said impatiently.

"General, if you still need food, the subordinates can join forces with the gentry and wealthy families in the city, and donate another thousand stones of grain to the army." Bai Jingxin did not believe that Sun Kexian would really pay for it. The army has always been domineering, and Lin is a city that has just surrendered, so it would be strange if he didn't squeeze out some oil and water.

However, Bai Jingxin had no resistance. He gave a thousand stones of grain, which made it unreasonable for other gentry and the rich family to let him down. He was reluctant to hand over this task to him. Maybe he could make up for the losses outside the dike and make up for it.

One thousand stones of grain, for tens of thousands of people in the city, one person can only get a few liters. Although it is not a small supplement, it is simply not feasible to spend three months on several liters of grain. Sun Kexian said without hesitation: "One thousand stones is too little, at least five thousand stones. This general will not ask for it in vain, so he will only calculate one tael of silver for rice, eight cents of silver for wheat, and another coarse grain."

Sun Kexian reported that the grain prices in Jiangnan were even higher than those in Jiangnan. In the past few years, the grain harvest in Jiangnan has been bumper years, and the court blocked most of the channels for northbound grain transportation. The price of rice has fallen to 100 sludge. Bai Jingxin lamented in his heart that this is not a waste of effort. The general in front of him is simply too cruel.

It turns out that the price of grain in Shandong is several times more expensive than that in Jiangnan. Although it is not as exaggerated as before in Shaanxi, and even ten taels of silver cannot buy a stone of rice, the selling price of rice is at least three taels of silver. Even coarse grains cost more than one taels of silver. The more expensive the grain, the more these wealthy families like to accumulate grain. There is not a grain of 5,000 s of grain in the city, but taking it out all is equivalent to taking the lives of the rich gentry and wealthy families in the city.

"General, five thousand stones are too much, can it be reduced a little?" Bai Jingxin asked tremblingly. He knew that although there was a large army to support the formation, it would be impossible to get the rich gentry and wealthy families to take out five thousand stones of grain unless they sent a large army to confiscate the house directly.

Sun Kexian glared at Bai Jingxin with dissatisfaction: "How much less?"

"One thousand five hundred stones."

"How many people are there in the city?"

"When General, there were 50,000 or 60,000 people in the past, but now there are probably only more than 30,000 left." Bai Jingxin couldn't help but blush after saying that.

"Okay, then reduce it by 1,500 stones."

"General, the lower magistrate means that only 1,500 stones can be taken out in the city." Although he was afraid, Bai Jingxin still plucked up his courage.

"Three thousand and five hundred stones cannot be lost." Sun Kexian said decisively, at least one bull of grain should be given to each person in the city so that most people can reach the wheat harvest season.
Chapter completed!