I was a famous teacher in ancient times

Ziheng raised his eyebrows at the Ministry of Criminal Justice, "According to my understanding, the people in the city have been suppressed several times, and now the cells are full of people."

Yao Wen was embarrassed, "It's true."

At that time, the Ministry of Punishment was taken over by Zhang Xi, and Jeju was under military control, so he could only look helpless.

Ziheng looked at the other officials again, because the official position was low, but it involved all aspects. After introducing himself, Ziheng said: "Last night, some of you helped the people. I will record the meritorious ones and write them as a book emperor."

After a pause, he continued: "Of course, if you are guilty, you can't escape."

Some of the officials looked flustered, but quickly calmed down again.

Ziheng saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, he knew that some officials cleaned up the troubles, and he had seen too much along the way.

After sending off the officials, Ziheng wrote about the situation in Jeju.

The army will not continue to attack Nanzhou, and then divide the troops all the way north, rushing all the way to Huizhou, and the soldiers personally escort the fleeing people back home.

General Bai entered the city in the afternoon, and he brought with him tens of thousands of captive soldiers.

Ziheng was familiar with Old General Bai, "Uncle Bai, where's Bai Lang?"

General Bai checked that Ziheng was not injured, and then explained, "Bai Lang is escorting the food behind, and I will go ahead with the prisoners."

Ziheng asked concerned, "Is Uncle Bai injured?"

General Bai patted his chest, "I'm not injured, this battle was not a happy one."

General Liu fought against Zhang Xi face-to-face. His navy is precious. He doesn't attack frequently. If something goes wrong, he will retreat. This battle was extremely unpleasant.

Ziheng laughed, "You fought hard and took tens of thousands of prisoners. Uncle is amazing."

General Bai felt embarrassed, "Most of the prisoners surrendered voluntarily. I really didn't catch many prisoners."

It is sad to say that these soldiers who surrendered only had one half-full meal a day, and they could cry.

Bai Lang didn't arrive in Fucheng until it was dark. Carloads of food went into the city, and the people didn't go home after dark, their eyes seemed to be green.

General Liu swallowed, and whispered to Zi Heng: "The eyes of the common people are really penetrating, no wonder Zhang Xi's soldiers are afraid."

Ziheng knew that many people had run out of food at home, and today the people depended on porridge sheds to fill their stomachs. "Don't wait for the food to be distributed tomorrow morning, but to distribute the food now?"

General Liu had no objection, "Then distribute the food now."

Soldiers shuttled through the city, telling the people to wait for the relief food at home, and the soldiers would distribute the food from door to door.

This also prevents some people from receiving food repeatedly.

The first batch of food was not much, and every household had to calculate and eat. Fortunately, there was not much food, but there was enough sea fish.

For safety's sake, Ziheng didn't deliver the food in person, and he didn't fall asleep. Instead, he made a picture of the food distribution, wrote a few articles, and sent it back to Jiaozhou along with the letter.

When Yang Xixuan received the letter, the weather in the south had already warmed up. He was taking his son to practice speaking in the garden. Juan Juan spoke early, and the first thing to say was father, which made Yang Xixuan very happy.

Ever since Juan Juan spoke up, Yang Xixuan liked to teach Juan Juan how to speak.

On the stone table was Ziheng's painting, Yang Xixuan taught his son: "Minxin, Juanjuan follow daddy to talk about people's heart."

Wanning, "."

Her son is not yet one year old, so she really doesn't need to learn the popular opinion.

Wanning couldn't take it anymore, she stretched out her arms and hugged her son, "Juan is tired, I'll take him back to rest."

Yang Xixuan was very regretful, his son didn't cooperate, seeing the little guy leaning on his wife's arms, he couldn't help touching his nose, it was indeed too counterproductive.

After Wanning left with the scroll, Yang Xixuan picked up the letter to read after seeing the painting. Yang Xixuan frowned when Zhang Xi retreated and did not embarrass the people. If Zhang Min was in the prefecture city of Jeju, Zhang Min would not let the people off.

Yang Xixuan was in a good mood after reading the letter, "Little Ma, do you want to go to the north?"

Pony shook his head, "No."

He knew that going to the north would have merit in battle, and that the emperor would pave the way for him, but he didn't want to.

Yang Xixuan thought of Mr. Ma, and finally rested his mind, "Forget it, your grandpa wants you to be at ease. Since you are at ease by my side, you will stay by my side."

Xiao Ma grinned, "Others have no chance to follow the emperor, and they all envy the minister!"

Yang Xixuan stroked his chin, "When Zhang Min is taken down, I will take back the Northeast by myself."

Xiao Ma, "I swear to protect the emperor to the death."

Yang Xixuan laughed, "I really think Zhang Min is easy to beat, and I still have to suffer if I want to win Zhang Min."

As it got to the end, Zhang Min became more unwilling to fail. However, Han Chenhui also surprised him. No matter what the method was, Han Chenhui would use it as long as it was useful. This time the capital plan was led by Han Chenhui.

After all, Ming Jiao came from a family and was arrogant in his bones. Ming Jiao would subconsciously avoid some tricks.

Yang Xixuan thought that without Han Chenhui, his Northern Expedition would not have been so smooth. At first he let Han Chenhui go, but now Han Chenhui is fully committed to the Northern Expedition. He planted kindness and reaped good fruits.

When Ming Chen came, Yang Xixuan was still admiring the scenery in the garden, and Ming Chen reported: "The food shipped to Jeju has already departed from the sea."

Yang Xixuan personally poured a cup of tea for Ming Chen, "You should take a break too."

Ming Chen wanted to roll his eyes, the emperor arranged the matter, but he spared time to accompany his son, these ministers were too busy.

Ming Chen took a sip of tea, and continued: "There are two grassland tribes who want to submit, Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

Yang Xixuan touched the teacup, "Our focus this year is the Northern Expedition."

Last year, Hule China returned after a big defeat, and he sent troops to rob the grassland again. He didn't want to continue to provoke Hule China. If he really took over two tribes, Hule China would lose all face.

Ming Chen's meaning was also not acceptable, the emperor agreed with him, Ming Chen had a smile on his face, "Now that the news of the Northern Expedition keeps coming, it is estimated that the grassland will want to do business with the emperor."

Hu Lechina couldn't get the goods he wanted from Zhang Min, and he couldn't beat the southern soldiers and horses. If he wanted to exchange goods, he had to find ways to do business.

Yang Xixuan raised his eyebrows, "Set aside a place outside Rongzhou, and trade will be carried out outside Rongzhou."

He is also rare in the cattle and horses in the grassland. If the grassland wants to do business, he must abide by his taxes. Yang Xixuan's eyes are bright.

In Shanghe Town, Yang Xi was reading the letter Wei wrote to her. The letter contained recent news, and the last one was written in large characters by Zhenxin.

After Yang Xi read it, he took the letter from Zhan Peng in Zhou Yu's hand. The letter said that the reward from Xixuan had arrived, and that he had chosen a husband to give Zhenxin enlightenment. Zhan Peng also learned mathematics and other books. He also said that he would study with Zhenxin.

Zhou Yu said, "Zhan Peng's family moved to Ruizhou Fucheng, and Wei's family stayed at the port."

Yang Xi saw peace in Zhanpeng's handwriting, "I can feel at ease if I can live in peace."

Zhou Yu pointed to Zhan Peng's letter to Zhenyuan, "Zhenyuan went to Dezhou."

Yang Xi, "Zi Lv urged Zhen Yuan to go to Dezhou."

Zhou Yu laughed, "Zi Lv is also worried about Zhen Yuan."

Yang Xi looked at the letter, "I'll show it to Zhenyuan when he comes back."

"Alright."

The husband and wife found out the teaching books they had marked, and found some question books. They marked them patiently and prepared to give them to Zhanpeng and Zhenxin.