Then he smiled and said, "It's really a great event!"

But after he read the secret letter, he had some doubts, "Prime Minister, Governor Li only said that this person was coming to surrender, but he did not find out whether it was a real surrender or a fake surrender. In case..."

"Whether it is a real surrender or a fake surrender, it is still a great joy."

Zhuge Liang waved his hand and said with a smile, "If the surrender is real, that would be a great thing. Even if it is a fake surrender, we can also find out the true identity of the rebels."

"The people of Nanyi are certainly convincing in terms of bravery, but in terms of strategy," Zhuge Liang said with a contemptuous smile, "they are far from the best."

"Oh, I wonder what the Prime Minister said?"

When Jiang Wan heard what the Prime Minister said, he knew that the Prime Minister had something in mind, so he humbly asked for advice.

"Look, Gongyan. At the beginning, I asked Li Zhengfang to write six letters in a row in order to appease the rebels. But Yongkai only replied with one letter. His words were extremely arrogant. His disobedience is known to all in Nanzhong.

.It can be seen that at that time, when the rebels bullied my big man, it was a critical moment, and their arrogance was very strong."

"But now, the rebels have been cut off from the aid of Soochow, and they were defeated by Li De'ang when they went north, as well as Yongchang,"

When Zhuge Liang mentioned Yongchang, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then continued, "Although Yongchang is alone outside, judging from the news from the militia, I guess Yongchang is still adhering to the Han Festival."

"How did the Prime Minister know this?"

Yongchang had lost contact since the Nanzhong Rebellion. Jiang Wan saw the prime minister saying this and asked quickly.

"The rebels have not been able to advance for a long time, so they must be anxious. Once they capture Yongchang, they will want to know it all over the world in order to boost the morale of the army. It will also make the Cao thieves think they have an opportunity to attack the Han Dynasty, giving them a chance to breathe.

.”

"But now, although there are always news that Yongchang has been reduced to a long time ago, the information is unclear and contains many inconsistencies, so it is not credible."

"From this point of view, the rebels can't even go south. They are really like rats trapped in a cage. If they pretend to surrender, they are forced to come up with this strategy in order to break through. So even if Meng Yan is fake

Surrender, I also see that among the rebels, the hearts of the rebels must be unstable!"

The more Zhuge Liang talked, the happier he became. He clasped his hands and looked at Jiang Wan, his eyes bright, "Gong Yan, I'm afraid the time to pacify Nanzhong will not be long!"

"By the way, how is the collection of food going?"

Speaking of the Southern Expedition, Zhuge Liang's first reaction was food and grass.

"Back to the Prime Minister, this year's grain harvest is better than last year's harvest, and many large families are willing to sell grain. But the price of grain..."

Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, "The price of food has not dropped much, it is almost the same as in previous years."

"I know."

Zhuge Liang nodded, "It will cost a lot of money to colonize Hanzhong. Although the harvest is good, it costs a lot in Hanzhong. It is normal for the price of food not to go down. But as long as they are willing to sell, it will be fine. The price of food will be higher.

, that is also something that cannot be done.”

"Besides, now the imperial court has some... income and can buy food, so we should try to buy as much as possible."

It is common practice for the imperial court to stockpile grain in preparation for famine, and it cannot cause major fluctuations in grain prices.

It's just that when he talked about the imperial court's progress, Zhuge Liang's tone was a little weird, and Jiang Wan's face even twitched.

This year, the court's life seems to be getting a lot better all of a sudden.

There is no other way to sell the eight-oxen plow, sell military rations, sell labor, even sell wool, share it with the textile workshop, etc. Although it is relatively fragmented, it cannot support the large amount.

The burly prime minister, who had been keeping this money and silk cloth, and had been living a tight life, suddenly found that he had a lot of money.

Coupled with the bumper grain harvest and the pressure on money and grain, the waist becomes stiff.

But the source of this money always makes people feel a little guilty.

That's right, it's just a guilty conscience.

It is a strange thing for the imperial court to accept the money with a guilty conscience. But such a strange thing happened this year.

The Eight Niu Plow was made by a boy in Zhuye Prison.

The military rations were donated by a certain boy.

The labor was bought first by a certain boy.

Wool weaving was made by some boy...

Thinking about it, it seems that the big man is at a disadvantage to a certain boy.

Zhuge Liang coughed dryly and asked, "Then the Huang family also needs to collect grain? How is the harvest going? If there is any problem, I might as well give them a helping hand."

The Huang family was collecting grain for a certain boy, and the Han Prime Minister still knew it.

"Back to the Prime Minister, the price of grain offered by the Huang family is higher than that in the market, so I don't have to worry about not being able to collect it."

Jiang Wan actually had some complaints about this matter. The fact that the grain could not fall was also related to the Huang family raising prices for grain collection.

Zhuge Liang said "tsk", feeling quite powerless.

Why are you so capable? I just want to help you, but I have no place to intervene.
Chapter completed!