Zhao Han's residence was changed again and became Ji'an government office.
It was too late to engrave the lintel plaque, so he turned over the plaque of the government office, and wrote "General Military Administration" on the back with a red pen.
It may seem ridiculous at first glance, but no one will question the authority of the master inside because of this signboard!
"Sir, please drink tea!"
Xiyue brought tea, and Fei Rulan made it for Pang Chunlai herself.
"Okay." Pang Chunlai said cheerfully.
In the entire backyard of the military headquarters, apart from Zhao Han and his wife, only Pang Chunlai moved in with him.
This old gentleman has no children. He is not only Zhao Han's teacher, but also Zhao Han's adoptive father. He has been living under the same roof since the incident.
Zhao Han blew the tea foam, leaned back on the chair comfortably, drank tea and enjoyed the sunset in late autumn.
Fei Rulan suddenly said: "Mr. is only in his fifties and only has a maid by his side. Why don't you marry a wife to take care of you?"
Pang Chunlai shook his head and said, "If you are old, you won't be tired of others."
Zhao Han suddenly put down his teacup and said, "There is that stubborn landlord who has to raise his troops to fight against the division of land. After ransacking the house, there are also some children. Why not choose a young child, two or three years old, and the husband can adopt it to continue the incense. .¡±
"Well" Pang Chunlai was a little moved.
He used to think only about rebellion and had no other distracting thoughts. Now that the cause of rebellion is on the right track, although he has no intention of marrying a wife and starting a family, he still hopes to have an heir¡ªPang Chunlai's whole family was killed by the Tartars.
Zhao Han smiled and said: "Then it's decided, choose a bright and bright child, and invite a nurse to feed it."
"So that's fine." Pang Chunlai was so happy that he even thought about naming the child.
After Pang Chunlai was overjoyed, Zhao Han suddenly asked: "About the urban homeless, many think tanks have written letters to discuss. Each has their own opinions, and they can't agree on what to do. What do you think, sir?"
"How else can you look at it? There is no land to divide at all," Pang Chunlai said. "There are still many homeless people who have multiplied in the county for several generations. They don't know how to farm for a long time. I agree with Xiao Huan's proposal. Household registration, one is rural household registration, and the other is urban household registration."
Zhao Han's brain hurts from this matter, he really can't think of any good way, and the same is true of the think tanks under his command.
Fortunately, there is no need to worry for the time being, because the homeless people in Ji'an Fucheng joined the army in large numbers last winter, and followed Zhao Han to the countryside to divide the land. As a result, there is a shortage of urban labor, which not only makes it easier to find work, but also increases wages. Even the hawkers who sell things are doing better business than before because of fewer competitors.
Many of the vagrants in Jishui County were recruited by the gentry to defend the city. When Zhao Han attacked the city, he had promised to share the land with the soldiers who turned against him. The remaining nomads, in the absence of competitors, can also raise their incomes.
As for Anfu County, the county seat is not that prosperous. Conscripting 200 vagrants into the army can also ease the conflicts among vagrants.
All are temporary policies, which can only ensure employment as much as possible.
In many cities in the south of the Ming Dynasty, the reason why there were many gang organizations was that there were too many unemployed people, which led to a large number of idle youths going to the gangs.
When fighting for hegemony in the country, you can recruit vagrants as soldiers, or even recruit gangsters as soldiers. You can't recruit too many at a time, you have to disperse them among the troops, and mix a few of the two or three hundred people, and gradually assimilate the ruffians.
As for the unification of the whole country, urban gangsters will directly immigrate.
Aren't you guys good at fighting?
Go to Qiongzhou (Hainan) and Dongfan (Taiwan) first, and fight with the natives on the islands. These two islands can accommodate millions of people.
Not to mention, there is the infinitely vast overseas land!
After chatting for a while, Pang Chunlai suddenly asked, "Is there any news about Zhong Cong?"
Zhong Cong is Xu Ying, Pang Chunlai took the name, and that is his real son in his heart.
"Not yet, Nanchang is not easy to mess with, I only gave him a few hundred taels of silver. The store can be sold, but it depends on whether there are vacancies." Zhao Han laughed.
Pang Chunlai was a little unhappy: "Actually, Zhong Cong can be transferred back. Not to mention being a magistrate, it is also possible to work as a civilian in the General Military Administration."
Zhao Han shook his head: "I am of great use to Brother Xu."
The use of hell is nothing more than intelligence chiefs.
Pang Chunlai felt very sorry for Xu Ying, and he was even more afraid that in the future when the country was established, the intelligence chief would be easily wiped out by the emperor.
At the same time, Pang Chunlai also wanted to train Xu Ying and become a great help for his subordinates.
Regardless of the fact that there are only three counties now, there are already signs of factions in the interior.
One is the elder faction, that is, the people Zhao Han brought from Qianshan Mountain, and officials from Huangjia Town and its surrounding areas.
&n"Law" can be governed.
There is no clan in his territory, and he does not recognize the official position of the Ming Dynasty, so as long as the concubines are willing, they can go to the government to tell each other. They must all be illegal concubines!
If you win one, there will definitely be a second or a third. Now the big families in the whole city do not allow concubines to go out alone.
After Xiao Huan left, Fei Rulan sat in Zhao Han's arms and asked with a smile, "Aren't you taking a concubine?"
"Can I still take the lead in breaking the rules?" Zhao Han asked back.
"How about becoming emperor?" Fei Rulan asked.
Zhao Han couldn't answer: "Let's talk about it later."
Aside from the emperor's personal preferences, the Sangong Sixth Court and the like are more like political tasks. It is nothing more than spreading seeds widely and ensuring that there is an heir, which can greatly improve the stability of the country.
Even if the emperor favors a certain concubine when he has no children, he will be advised by officials.
Fei Rulan touched her lower abdomen and muttered, "It's been almost half a year since I had sex, why haven't I conceived yet?"
"Ma'am, don't worry," Zhao Han said with a thief, "I will definitely work hard tonight"
"Headquarters!"
Someone outside the hospital suddenly reported.
Fei Rulan stood up quickly, and Zhao Han could only sigh.
He stipulated that officials have a rest every five days, but he himself could not rest, and had already met with many subordinates in one afternoon.
"come in."
"In the main town, there are merchants who have heard from the south. Ruijin's rebel army has broken through Huichang County, and will show the heads of Changzhi County and Nanjiang Generals!"
Zhao Han stood up abruptly, clapped his hands and applauded: "Good job!"
The Ruijin Peasant Army is very powerful. It was driven into the mountains by Xie Xuelong last year, but this year it even occupied Ruijin and Huichang counties. He also killed the Southern Jiangxi general, who was the military commander with the highest position in Jiangxi-in the early years of Chongzhen, there was no Jiangxi General Army.
(Refresh after reading, a map of Jiangxi will be attached at the end of the chapter.) </div>