"How do you think Cai Shaobao should deal with refugees outside the city?" Zhao Huan wanted to know the thoughts of these civil officials.

Cai You shook his head and said, "The people who receive favors from the court should die in the affairs of the king. What's the use of those who are greedy and afraid of death to save them?"

Zhao Huan completely understood what refined egoism is. It was not you who died of love! He had just had a little idea of ​​this guy who was quite talented, and he completely disappeared.

Mr. Zhong said nothing, and Li Gangyao finished what he said. Cai You's idea was not useful. After a while, Zhao Huan still asked him to pay attention.

After all, this is still a problem of money and food. Now that the treasury has no money, the emperor can only find a way.

Zhao Huan thought for a moment and said, "It's better to let the refugees go into the city and wash up first. After all, there may be a plague that crawls out of the dead."

"Li Gang, let the refugees help in military weapons supervision, and every day they work, they will give them food for a day. If they do nothing, they may cause trouble. The national crisis will cause trouble, and the helpers can also relieve some of the fatigue of craftsmen. Sun Bo will be responsible for the specific matters." Sun Bo is a person who wants to do things well. When he gets busy, he will not consider superstitious things like Guo Jing.

Li Gang thought for a while and said, "Work-for-relief? Is it only restricted military equipment supervision?"

Zhao Huan was stunned. The idea of ​​using labor for relief came from his shallow historical view, and he did not want these refugees to be idle.

He only knew that Roosevelt did this on the eve of World War II, which was very effective in restoring the national economy.

But after Li Gang asked this, he began to seriously consider this matter.

How could the refugees in the Song Dynasty be just a small group of people under the city of Bianjing?

How could the trauma of the war be healed so easily as the result of the Jin people's southward journey?

Li Gang asked this question very well!

How to recover the trauma of war is now considered when you win the war.

If a person has no future intentions, he will have immediate worries.

Zhao Huan felt that he was a little inflated. The Jin Kingdom was still at his doorstep and was waiting for an opportunity to take into account various post-war affairs. The main reason was that it was difficult for the Jin soldiers to capture Bianjing.

The other party always wants to leave. On the day when the Yellow River thaws, his army will only be destroyed by the entire army.

"Build a special work relief supervisor, Sun Bo temporarily serves as a Tongzhi... There are few work relief supervisors. Since the military weapon supervisor is working, let the refugees work in the military weapon supervisor. If the city defense is needed, the refugees can also go to the city wall to repair the city defense and transport the military weapon." Zhao Huan issued an order.

It's considered to be a matter of certainty.

However, the executor was Sun Bo. How to arrange the arrangements and whether it was corrupt, naturally there was Chazi of the Imperial City Department staring at him. This was also his purpose of calling Shen Conglai.

"Tongzhi?" Cai You whispered to himself, but Zhao Huan heard it!

Blind! You are more beautiful!

Zhao Huan had to sigh that the old fox had a sharp nose, and he just let it go, and this guy could tell directly.

The word Tongzhi is generally not used as a level of supervision. There are fewer supervisions in the government, fewer supervision in the military equipment, and fewer supervision in the military, and fewer supervision in the prison, and fewer supervision in the prison, all of which are less supervision.

This work relief supervision should not be called Tongzhi.

When he realized something was wrong, he changed his words in time, but the old fox Cai You saw it.

During the post-war reconstruction, the labor relief supervision will definitely continue to expand. How could it be just an official at a lower level in prison? It will definitely be promoted.

Cai You glanced at Sun Bo enviously.

This stupid person is really a fool.

Because you are serious about doing things, you will be entrusted with important tasks. As long as you don’t do anything wrong, you will be successful.

Even if the future labor relief envoy was someone like Li Gang or Zong Ze, Sun Bo was still a man who had risen to the top in the emperor's heart.

Master Zhong Li Gang was also well aware of the direction of the wind exposed by the New Emperor's slip. They all looked at Sun Bo, but only Sun Bo looked at his left and right with a confused look on his face, not understanding the reason.

I took a chore, why are they all so envious?

"Li Gang, let's go to the city wall to see these refugees." Zhao Huan stood up, changed into his regular clothes, and Chen Cong led a team of officials to protect Zhao Huan.

The group came out towards Dailou Gate. Although Dailou Gate was close to Chenzhou Gate, the moat was not landfilled and was not in the same direction as Chenzhou Gate.

Most refugees come from this direction, and most of them are concentrated in this direction.

Zhao Huan climbed the city tower and under the Wufeng City Tower, watching the thirty or fifty refugees who became a group of refugees in the distance to keep warm.

As he speculated, these refugees lost all of them and they had no value.

The woman in rags was holding her child tightly, but she could not withstand the howling wind and the snowy weather just now, and was trembling with the frozen trembling.

The woman's eyes were filled with despair, fear and anxiety, but she looked at the child with great warmth.

On the child's dirty little face, he could only see the mouth of teeth and turbid eyes, looking blankly at the sky, as if he had lost his focal length.

Thirty or fifty groups of refugees slowly approached the city wall. With a long neighing sound, the golden man with a tall head suddenly rushed out and charged towards the refugees, causing screams to avoid them.

The golden man laughed constantly, and whistled the horse whip in his hand, charging towards the crowd again, as if playing with these refugees had become their entertainment.

The whip in the golden man's hand was raised high and threw it hard on the haggard woman, leaving a scar visible to the naked eye.

The Jin man raised his high horse's hooves and stepped hard in front of the woman. The woman was so scared that she moved back a few more steps to avoid the trampling of the horse's hooves.

The horses were neighing and roaring, and golden men rode high-headed horses to charge towards the refugees, their smiles rippling in the clear morning sun.

Zhao Huan measured the distance at a glance, which was about 300 meters. This was within the range of the bed crossbow.

"Li Gang, shoot the cavalry and rescue these refugees." Zhao Huan said, his heart full of anger.

"I've been doing it for a long time, the official family." Li Gang said.

The bed crossbow is winding for a long time, and aiming takes a long time to do it.

When the first cavalry began to play with refugees, Li Gang had already ordered the army to command the crossbow to hang the strings.

The Jin cavalry chased the refugees for a while and became bored. The refugees consumed their last strength and lay on the ground and stopped moving.

When cats play with rats, they also need to cooperate with them. These refugees have no idea of ​​escaping and just want to die.

The refugees have been running for a long time, and they have long given up their thoughts, and living has long become a luxury.

The Jin soldiers raised the knife in their hands, and these refugees were too thin as the Han thief army.

He is a robbery population, but his appearance is not outstanding and his figure is not good enough, so he is not easy to sell when he is in the Jin Dynasty.

Therefore, their only value is to be killed and release the anger of the Jin soldiers in their military career.

The sound of arrows roaring sounded again, and the sound was like a long roar, making the eardrums hurt, like black lightning, shooting towards the Jin cavalry.

The huge owl arrow streaked across the sky, reflecting the bright sunlight of the morning sun, and passing by the golden man or horse.

The huge kinetic energy penetrated into two pieces of body, and blood splashed everywhere, which looked extremely bloody, but Zhao Huan didn't think that the blood was hateful at all. Because they deserved to die.

The city gate of Dailou Gate opened, and several horsemen came out one after another, galloping towards the refugees, bringing back the refugees and the flying crossbows and arrows of the beds.

The bed crossbow has a single shot and three sword arrows that are not easy to make. If possible, they will inevitably be retracted.

"The decisive chariot map must be finalized before tomorrow morning and production begins. I must see a thousand decisive chariots before the end of the month." Zhao Huan was full of anger, and only the blood of the enemy could extinguish these anger.

Zhao Huan's tone was extremely cold. He always thought that he could be a spectator and calmly made various choices until he saw such a bloody scene that he realized that he could not be a spectator at all.

He is Zhao Huan, the master of this land, his subjects are trampled under the iron hooves, but he is powerless. This sense of powerlessness makes him feel extremely anxious.

"Your Majesty, the refugees have brought back. A total of thirty-two...thirty-three people. Kill fifteen enemies and intercepted five war horses." A great Song horse army brought back the refugees, and was about to dismount and came to the city wall, panting.

"Your Majesty, I ask for battle! I will fight forever, and I will be fearless even if I die! I will ask for battle!" The soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty's horse army were panting, but their voices were still like rainbows, and a powerful voice lingered on the city wall.

No one answered, the Jin people were invincible in the field.

At least before the decisive chariot came out, the Jin cavalry would have a great impact on the Song Dynasty infantry.

The 60,000 elite troops of the Song Dynasty were all out, but they could only defeat them, but could not defeat them, and the results were expanded, because there were not many horse troops in the Song Dynasty.

However, Taiyuan has no support, which will only create a tug-of-war, which will be detrimental to the entire battle situation.

Zhao Huan hammered the city wall hard and said, "Wait for another half a month. Let him be arrogant for another half a month!"

Zhao Huan noticed that the horse army was Yao Pingzhong. He knelt on the ground with his armor, his eyes red as if he had chosen someone to eat. Most of the soldiers on the entire city wall had this expression.

"Li Gang, commander of the commander of the four walls of the guards, ordering him to save these refugees as much as possible." Zhao Huan knew that this order was a bit dangerous and might lead to the city's destruction. If these refugees were not Song people, he might stay on the city wall to watch the show, and maybe even cheer for the Jin people's superb horse skills.

But these refugees were all Song Min, so he only had anger in his heart.
Chapter completed!