Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

At the moment, Wangshu only had two iron mines confiscated for harboring assassins, which was far from enough. Jingzhou was short of weapons and money.

"There are twelve known iron mines of varying sizes in this mountain. Two of them are ours on this side, and the rest belong to the Liang, Nan, and Chen families. They're all related by marriage, and they have a guard of about two thousand men guarding the various locations below the mountain. They're well-armed and familiar with the terrain. That time, it was the dogs that led the charge, and General Zhang, with his five thousand men, was able to enter."

It was actually just a large valley, divided into small plots with private names. Now, families refused to pay taxes, and Wangshu didn't do anything about it, so he withheld travel permits, prohibited the use of official roads, and imposed heavy taxes on the transportation of iron.

The search for a new iron mine took a long time. Before that, Qin Xiuyuan followed her advice and sent soldiers into the mountains to dig everywhere. As a result, they dug two tunnels leading to the city, built a large underground granary, and opened two training grounds, but they didn't even find the tip of the iron ore.

A craftsman must sharpen his tools before he can do his work well. Iron ore, mined and forged day and night, was still far from enough to supply the swords and armor of the Jingzhou soldiers, the farm tools and vehicles of the common people... The money plundered from the once-disputed richest man in Jingzhou slowly returned to the other iron ore owners through Wangshu's various purchases. Thus, the wealth flowed into his own fields.

No wonder Qin Xiuyuan had to dig other people's backyards to pay for the household expenses he gave him. He was really poor.

"Let's buy a batch of magnets first and let the soldiers patrol the mountains along the rivers, hillsides and valleys!" Wangshu couldn't think of a better way, and there were many more urgent things.

Once the busy season of rice planting and sowing was over, the rush of lotus root planting, land reclamation, silkworm rearing, and silk reeling and cloth weaving began. Early lotus roots, planted off-season, were first dug. Some daring and resourceful individuals obtained short-distance passes and carried their lotus roots out of the city to sell. A day or two later, friends and family followed suit, while others paddled bamboo rafts for even longer journeys. Over time, people from all walks of life followed suit, leaving a constant stream of people coming and going at the city gates and small docks.

Jingcheng General's Mansion.

Rice balls were scattered all over the small table, along with green leaves, small pieces of rotten pig skin, and cooked pig blood. The eldest, a puppy, picked up everything quickly and stuffed it into her mouth, devouring it with relish. The second, though slow, showed a few teeth, but she loved the leafy vegetables and ate with a smile.

Deja vu.

Father Ji tried to steady Weiwei, "Wangshu~"

Mother Ji, half petrified, stroked her forehead, "Shushu..." Her own child was treated like this... like a puppy... "She is your biological child. She is not Lele."

"Haha!" Wangshu remembered that when Ji Laoer was little, her mother still said, "Shushu, she is my daughter, she is your sister, not Shuangseqiu."

The Double Color Ball is a good-looking dog that was sold for money a long time ago.

Talking about Lele's childhood, the little aunt who was beside him, who was washing her hands and kneading small rice balls, pouted and asked, "Was Lele like this when he was a child?"

Of course! Hahaha!

For the egg custard after the meal, the eldest child held the spoon steadily and ate it mouthful by mouthful, while the second child, who could not keep up with his brother's extraordinary speed, was still chewing on the rice balls. Only before going to bed, the brother and sister were given two cups of hot milk, one big and one small, and they both drank it by themselves through the small bamboo tubes.

During the day, Wangshu experiences widow-like parenting, and has to worry about food, clothing, and necessities for the absent husband and the entire family. At night, he has to endure a widow-like marriage. He is numb.

When I went out that day, I found that the peddlers selling goods on the street were particularly handsome, not to mention the soldiers who were strong and manly.

It's over! Wangshu's eyes went dark in the carriage! The legendary age of being as fierce as a wolf and a tiger had arrived so early, so unexpectedly.

Two days later, in addition to signing the list of supplies, she also enclosed two letters from home. One was usually written by Lele, but this time she wrote the first one. Her family was poor and writing was expensive, so there were only a few words in it.

Nowadays, a letter may not be delivered, let alone a quick reply.

In May, agricultural officials throughout Jingzhou popularized the Zhihuang method.

"Don't catch flying birds, chase chickens into the fields, catch adult insects, and kill larvae by hand..."

Liang Family. Treasure Hall.

Liang Ju muttered a few words, reading the decree. It also read: "Locusts are nutritious. Eating more of them will help chickens and ducks lay more eggs. They can also be fried or grilled on skewers, seasoned with salt, for a flavor that rivals meat." Anyone who catches a pound of locusts can exchange them for half a pound of grain at the city gate. Counties and villages that maintain their harvest this season will also receive bonuses and grain rewards at all levels.

Liang Zheng, standing by, waved his folding fan and reminded his eldest brother, who was still reciting poetry, "The Nan family is ready to pay the silver."

Liang Wang Chen Nan, Nan is the last of the four families. The three families have refused to pay taxes for more than two months. Now the control of city gates and checkpoints at intersections is strict, and only pass is recognized. Anyone with a pass can pass after verification. However, because they refused to pay taxes, the pass could not be processed after checking the household registration. They asked people with pass to transport the goods, but when they saw that the goods were smuggled iron, they charged heavy taxes according to the bullshit regulations... It is higher than paying taxes according to regulations!

Of course they have rat paths, but damn, now those who wander around the mountains with magnets looking for minerals specifically hang around there. They are not allowed to use the official roads, and they dare not use the rat paths, so the good stuff cannot get out!

It was understandable for the Nan family to pay the money, and he wanted to pay it. He still wanted to live a peaceful life while doing business. Now everyone knew that the Qin Guard's territory was getting bigger and bigger. Even if the Yongzhou army was approaching Bazhou, he, Qin Xiuyuan, still marched forward steadily and chased the southern bandits all the way to the sea south of Yuezhou to feed the fish.

Who would have thought!

Looking at this decree, Liang Ju never expected that the internal affairs of Jingzhou were really managed by a woman, which repeatedly disrupted his plans.

"Head of the Liang family?"

Having just put on a three-curved skirt and looked at herself in the mirror, Wangshu was still not satisfied. His face flushed and his breathing was unsteady. He felt a little reluctant to see her. "Hmm... what's the matter?"

The dress was embroidered with plum blossoms and curling white grass patterns as the background. Xiaoqing squatted down to straighten out the wrinkles on her dress, revealing the curves where it was tightly wrapped, which was very tempting.

"It's about the tax on iron ore."

The recent income from road permits and cargo permits is quite considerable. She has set a lower tax rate for salt and iron than in the past. The most important thing in doing business is to make money in a harmonious way and keep it steady. However, these wealthy families have been reluctant to cooperate, and she has been waiting for a long time, hoping to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

"I haven't even got a penny, what's there to talk about?" Wangshu refused bluntly.

The little woman in the bronze mirror looked left and right, puffed out her chest, but still felt a little tight, so she asked Ji Niangzi, who had just walked in, to make some adjustments. "Huh! Mother, tighten your waist, loosen it up here. I haven't lost weight like before!"

Ji's mother, who was being forced to make clothes from the old sizes, felt her daughter's figure, which was now more defined by her waist and hips, and patted her rounder buttocks. "Shushu's figure has improved since she gave birth to her first and second children."

More feminine.

Seeing his daughter staring at her seemingly inflated chest in distress, he secretly laughed in his heart. After seven or eight years of marriage, his daughter's vagina had changed a lot. Now that she had given birth to a baby, no matter how thin she was, her vagina had grown a little. "It's better to be bigger. Shushu is good everywhere."

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she comforted her daughter, "Xiuyuan likes it after all."