Our family has been rebelling for generations, and you've become the top scholar in the imperia

Chapter 201 Take it one step at a time

Inside the courtyard.

Upon hearing this question, Qin Feng glanced back at the doorway.

Liu Tu immediately got up and went to close the door.

Meanwhile, he had several brothers stand guard at the door.

It depends on the situation.

The villagers were about to ask the young master if he was still going to carry out the rebellion.

"What's wrong with everyone today? We've cleared our name, isn't that good enough? Why are we still rebelling?"

Qin Feng frowned, glanced at the people in the village, and asked in an annoyed tone.

"That's not what I meant!"

One of the elderly men sighed softly and continued:

"You may not understand the current situation, but we old folks in the village can probably see it. The situation in Da Zhou is not good. The fact that the disaster relief has been done to this extent is quite remarkable. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for your appearance in Qinzhou Prefecture, the people would have been unable to survive long ago and would have rebelled long ago!"

"What use is the Provincial Administration Commissioner's office? Has it ever made a move? No. The key is how the people in other prefectures are doing now. After the New Year, it will be crucial. If the imperial court can't provide enough grain, then the people in Qin Prefecture can at least have enough to eat. Don't think that just because the people who come here are given some food, they will be willing to stay here."

"If other prefectures really run out of food, do you think they might come and rob Qin Prefecture?"

The elderly people in the village have also visited other state capitals recently.

He was in charge of receiving the people.

I was well aware that the situation was quite serious.

Just like they were back then.

They're just waiting for an outbreak in one place, and then the people in other prefectures, especially those who are starving, will suffer.

They'll catch up immediately.

Qinzhou Prefecture is the wealthiest, and its people have enough to eat. When the time comes, people from nearby prefectures will be the first to scramble for it.

Survival is the most important thing. At that point, who will care about a prefect?

"That's true, but it's hard to say for now. You don't need to ask me. I don't know what will happen to the Great Zhou either. Maybe there won't be any other disasters after the New Year. Maybe the grain from the south can be transported over to other prefectures and that'll be enough to get through it?"

Qin Feng spread his hands, indicating that he was also helpless.

What can be done now?

In other words, the goal is to improve the situation in Qinzhou Prefecture as much as possible, so that they have money and food on hand, and can cope with any unexpected events.

but.

In his view, it shouldn't be that easy for things to fall into chaos.

With so many people in the court, Zhou Zhengde wasn't exactly a foolish ruler.

It shouldn't have come to this.

Of course, the possibility of it actually coming to that cannot be ruled out.

Accidents can happen at any time, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a hurry.

"We can only take it one step at a time. Preparing in advance is not an option. However, your current control over Qinzhou Prefecture is indeed a good thing. The only fear is that things will really fall into chaos. As for the grain from the south, well... even if it can be transported over, no one can say for sure how much will actually reach the people."

The old man grinned and whispered a piece of advice to Qin Feng.

continued:

"You're educated, while we old folks are uneducated, but we have experience. We need to be careful about this. Ordinary people are ordinary people; even if they have money, it's only enough to survive. If something really happens, we can't rely on them!"

"You should build a thousand-household garrison as soon as possible and secretly gather some men, even if it's in the mountains. This matter needs to be done quickly."

Upon hearing this...

Qin Feng stroked his chin, lost in thought.

In fact, he was also considering this question: whether or not to continue expanding his army.

Now, including the guards and the villagers, there are only three thousand people in total, and that's after they've secretly expanded their numbers.

However, no one can say for sure what the situation will be like after the New Year, or whether disasters will continue.

If they really keep coming, according to what the village elders say, other prefectures have no food and the people can't survive, so they will indeed flock to Qin Prefecture. Can he still provide food for them all?

impossible!

We can't support that many people.

If things really get out of hand, we'll definitely need some people on our side.

"I'll think about this matter. You all should stay out of it. Of course, it would be best if you could continue to serve as officials. If you really can't do it, we can step down. In any case, for now, we'll just take it one step at a time. I'll make all the necessary preparations."

Thinking it over to the end.

Qin Feng simply waved his hand.

He gestured to the old folks not to think too much, saying that things might turn out alright, and that Qinzhou Prefecture would surely become the richest place in his hands. Wouldn't it be better to live a peaceful life?

"It's good that you know what you're doing. We're just a little worried because the weather has been changing lately. If it snows again, things could get unpredictable."

Qin Feng looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

I couldn't help but sigh as well.

That's right.

I was still thinking about what to do after the New Year. If there was another snow disaster, that would be a real problem.

There shouldn't be any problems in Qinzhou Prefecture, but it's hard to say about other prefectures.

The key point is that the imperial court probably can't do anything about it; there's no food. What's the use of opening up all the roads?

How can we provide disaster relief if we don't have food?

The grain from the south simply cannot be transported here; at the very least, it will have to wait until the ice in the rivers melts.

Moreover, it's hard to say whether those powerful families in the south will have other intentions by then.

If such a crisis were to occur in the Great Zhou, how would the powerful clans of some prefectures react? Would they continue to support the Great Zhou and allocate grain for disaster relief, or... would they want to protect themselves?

Qin Feng wasn't sure about this matter either.

After leaving the courtyard.

Qin Feng returned to the prefectural government office.

Sitting in the study, I pondered this matter.

"Damn it, all I want is a place where I can retire peacefully and where everyone in the village can live and work in peace. Why is there so much trouble? I finally managed to clear my name, and now look what's happened. If something really goes wrong, we really need a way to deal with it!"

Having troops at our disposal... is a big problem. If people find out, it will be troublesome.

"Thousands of people are unharmed, and the emperor was somewhat dissatisfied with his last appointment in Qinzhou Prefecture. If something else goes wrong, things could get messy..."

Touching his chin, Qin Feng muttered to himself.

I feel completely clueless.

"house!"

suddenly.

The study door was pushed open.

Li Wan walked in and asked in a deep voice:

"Sir, the lottery has ended. Three people have won houses and have come to inquire about them. How should we handle this?"

"house?"

Qin Feng was taken aback.

I couldn't help but ask:

"You're saying that if every commoner had a house like this, would they be willing to leave Qinzhou Prefecture? No, if your Li family were forced to leave Qinzhou Prefecture and give up your current properties and houses in the city, would your Li family be willing?"

Li Wan stood there, stunned, somewhat confused as to why Qin Feng had suddenly brought up the topic of houses again.

"Of course we don't want to. The Li family's roots are here; how could we possibly abandon this place?"

"The roots are here!"

Qin Feng stood up, took a deep breath, and murmured something softly.

That's right!

The roots are here; how could we possibly give them up?

Who says ordinary people are useless?

My current approach is correct; it helps people settle down here and live a good life. How could they possibly bear to leave?

Protecting Qin Prefecture is protecting our roots.

No problem!

"Go, find those craftsmen. I need to ask them about the situation in detail!"

"The construction site needs to be changed!"