After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

The second half of the fifth year of Jiayou was the most peaceful period.

The Song, Liao and Western Xia kingdoms entered a short period of rest and recuperation.

With external stability and the court's attempts to introduce people-friendly policies on a small scale, rebellions in various parts of the Song Dynasty were also eliminated in an orderly manner.

For a time, there seemed to be an atmosphere of peace in the Song Dynasty.

But those who are truly ambitious can see that all this is superficial.

Gu Tingye, the second son of the Gu family who was suppressing a rebellion far away in the south, also entered a short period of rest.

At this moment, Gu Tingye, who was sitting in the central military camp, was looking through various letters from the north.

The most numerous and detailed ones were about Han Ming.

Looking at the letter describing Han Ming's successful governance in Shaanxi, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

"This person has always been like this, so hard to figure out!"

"But I'm not bad either. I've already achieved military success. I just need to wait for the rebellion to be quelled before returning north."

When thinking of his old friends in Yuzhou and a little fox in Bianjing City, Gu Tingye's expression became interesting.

“It’s almost there, it’s almost there…”

Thousands of miles away in the capital of the Song Dynasty, Sheng Minglan, the sixth daughter of the Sheng family, was yawning and flipping through poetry books with a tired look on her face.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind, making her shiver.

"Is there a leak somewhere? Why does it feel weird?"

Sheng Minglan's face was twisted and she was speechless.

Xiao Tao, whose face was stuffed like a hamster, looked at her daughter stupidly.

"Silly Xiaotao, how will you ever get married like this?"

After Sheng Minglan said this, she couldn't help but giggle.

Xiao Tao still tilted her head, not quite understanding what her daughter was saying.

He swallowed the snack in his mouth with all his strength and muttered, "Girl, you are making fun of me again..."

What he was greeted with was Sheng Minglan's smiling face that made her lean forward and backward.

Ever since Lin Qinshuang was executed, Sheng Minglan has become visibly happy.

It was not until she heard the news of the death of this former enemy who had killed her mother that she realized she had actually let it go.

And now the entire Sheng family has gradually returned to its former tranquility.

Anyone can feel the prosperous atmosphere at home.

It seems that Lin Qinshuang's departure became the turning point for the Sheng family's fortunes.

As early as the end of the year, Sheng Hong was promoted half a level by the government because of his diligent work and honest image, becoming a fifth-rank official, just one step away from the fourth rank.

Sheng Changbai, the eldest son of the Sheng family, was favored by the emperor and transferred from the Hanlin Academy to the Taichang Liyuan, officially starting his official career.

Miss Hualan of the Sheng family, with the help of Old Lady Sheng, Han Ming and Sheng Minglan, completely got rid of the days of suffering and hardship. She and her husband moved out of the Earl's Mansion, started a new life and lived a comfortable life.

Molan has completely changed her previous dependent and delicate image, and like an awakened woman, she has become a master of her husband's family.

Liang Han was completely subdued, washed away all the worldly desires, learned the art of financial management, and started his transformation.

Under Molan's supervision, he studied hard every day and prepared for the next imperial examination.

As for Sheng Changfeng, he has escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and is now preparing to discuss marriage with the Liu family and embrace a new life.

Finally, regarding Rulan, I can only say that this girl is counting the days every day, dreaming of marrying into the Lu family and being affectionate with her good brother Qing.

The harmony and positive spirit of the Sheng family made Master Sheng Hong see it with his own eyes and feel happy in his heart.

Of course, it would be better if a certain lady was not mentioned.

Wang Ruofu ultimately abided by her duties and did not dare to take advantage of the situation to intimidate Sheng Hong.

But the gap between the couple is also difficult to heal.

Yu Yanran knew everything about the Sheng family's situation.

This was not only due to the constant tip-offs from the two little "traitors" Sheng Xiaowu and Sheng Xiaoliu, but also due to her own proactive contact.

Knowing that her husband attaches great importance to Sheng Changbai of the Sheng family and intends to win him over, Yu Yanran also tries to help with the affairs of the official's family in the rear quarters.

Not only Mrs. Hai, but also the Wang family, Sima family and other officials' families who are not well-known yet.

Yu Yanran understood that these people would be helpful to her husband in the future.

To this end, she also constantly tried to contribute her own strength to help Han Ming.

And in this unknowing situation, the "Han Party" that would be criticized in the future gradually took shape in secret.

. . . . . .

Turning our attention back to the northwest, it was less than half a month away from the New Year of the sixth year of Jiayou.

After looking through the official newspapers from various parts of Shaanxi and closing the last report on the "Reduction of the Xiang Army" submitted from Jingzhao Prefecture, Han Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This second step has finally been completed. The Xiang Army has been reorganized. I believe that in the future, it will have a different performance in local garrisons and logistics and transportation support."

"You two have worked so hard over the past six months. I, Han, would like to express my gratitude."

After hearing Han Ming's final affirmation, Xue Xiang and Wang Shao, the two "poor-fated" old brothers, smiled at each other and finally felt relieved.

"I will go through fire and water for the court without hesitation."

"This is the duty of my subordinates and others. I do not deserve such praise from you, sir."

Xue Xiang and Wang Shao clasped their fists and bowed, smiling modestly.

"You two have done this, and you are truly the pillars of the imperial court. This small praise is not worth mentioning."

"I have personally submitted a letter to the emperor, requesting credit for your contributions. I believe an imperial decree will be issued soon."

Han Ming chuckled and looked at the two of them.

These words made Xue Xiang and Wang Shao happy. Why did they work so hard?

In addition to the praise from the court and the officials, of course there is promotion and salary increase.

This point is applicable throughout history.

Han Ming was naturally happy to ask for credit and rewards from these people. After all, in his eyes, these two were the most important people for him to balance the northwest.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Xue Xiang and Wang Shao bowed and thanked repeatedly. They were really moved at this moment.

I thought I was the scapegoat and tool, but now in the blink of an eye, I’m about to be promoted. It’s really not easy!

"Don't be polite, you two. This is what you deserve."

"But I still have a lot of work to do, so I guess it will be hard for you two."

Han Ming was smiling one second, and his expression became serious the next. His expression changed so quickly that Xue Xiang and Wang Shao, who were still smiling, were stunned and at a loss.

"Don't worry too much, it's not a difficult life, let's wait until the New Year."

"Deputy Envoy Xue and Chief Clerk Wang should have a good rest before the New Year."

After saying this, the two old brothers Xue and Wang smiled awkwardly, sat back in their seats, and said nothing, feeling a little depressed.

Han Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at them with amusement.

"Master Zheng and Zichun, don't you ask me what tasks I want to assign you?"

Hearing Han Ming's question, Xue Xiang and Wang Shao immediately tensed up and smiled at each other.

In the end, Wang Shao was still stubborn and replied with a bitter face: "Sir, do you even need to think about this job? It's just the third item in the document issued by the Privy Council - the reform of the border army!"

Speaking of this, Wang Shao and Xue Xiang felt for the first time that they had made considerable contributions under Han Ming, and perhaps even more.

But there is a lot of work to do, and it is all difficult and troublesome.

Not to mention anything else, because of the bandit suppression and reduction of the garrison troops, they offended many people inside and outside the Song Dynasty.

Although it cannot be seen now, if you ask yourself honestly, this kind of thing will definitely affect the interests of many people.

If Han Ming hadn't resorted to some unsavory tactics, things probably wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

Han Ming knew what Xue Xiang and Wang Shao were thinking by looking at their expressions.

"You are really wrong. The work assigned to you after the New Year has nothing to do with military reform."

"Hey?!"

"Um?!"

Xue Xiang and Wang Shao looked at their boss in confusion. What was he going to do?

"Frankly speaking, the document reform plan for the border troops issued by the court is not easy to implement."

"I didn't expect you two to be able to get this done."

A deep sense of shock filled Xue Xiang and Wang Shao's hearts, but they had no reason to refute.

After all, this is the reality. You have to know that from suppressing bandits to reducing the wing troops, the two of them faced endless pressure from the entire Western Army.

If it weren't for Han Ming and the imperial court behind him, a mutiny would have already occurred in Shaanxi, causing disaster.

There was no chance for them to sit quietly and enjoy a cup of tea in the Anfu Transportation Office.

"Then what your Excellency means is..."

Xue Xiang asked cautiously.

"I'm here to personally inquire about the border army reform!"

Han Ming's words shocked Xue Xiang and Wang Shao. They looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts at the same time.

"My Lord is about to take action himself!"

Han Ming looked at the shocked expressions of the two and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

"It seems like my reputation for not doing anything is about to become known."

"Can you blame me for that? The Song Dynasty is full of famous ministers and generals, but no one wants to use them."

"I, Han, took it from the Song Dynasty and used it for the Song Dynasty. What's the big deal?"

“Isn’t this super reasonable?”

Han Ming tried his best to find excuses to slack off in order to appease his somewhat embarrassed and awkward mood.

The three of them just smiled awkwardly at each other and for a moment, the hall fell silent.

In the end, Xue Xiang was more understanding of the situation. He coughed and asked, "Sir, what should we do next?"

Han Ming nodded slightly and chuckled, "Master Shi Zheng is the Deputy Transport Commissioner. I'm interested in promoting tax reform in Shaanxi. Is that possible?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Xiang felt a chill down his spine and cold sweat started to ooze out.

"Sir, I..."

Before Xue Xiang could finish his words, Han Ming interrupted him and said with a smile: "Oh, this matter seems too far away, let's forget it for now."

Xue Xiang nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, expressing his agreement.

Things like tax reform are basically going to kill him.

Once something goes wrong, no one in the entire court can protect themselves.

"Stepping back, can you see if you can raise taxes a little more without making things difficult for local people?"

Han Ming's true intentions were revealed, and Xue Xiang's heart sank to the bottom.

"I've actually already regressed. If Master Zhengru finds it difficult to handle, then don't do it. I think we should talk about it later."

Han Ming seemed to think that this kind of thing was still not a good thing, and waved his hand and preached casually.

But the pressure of these words instantly made Xue Xiang feel suffocated, and then he immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

"Sir, I believe that all local clans and gentry should contribute their own efforts to the development of Shaanxi."

"Although the imperial court does not require the gentry to pay taxes, it should still show some appreciation."

Xue Xiang's words made Han Ming nod slightly, very satisfied.

"Remember to speak to these great masters in a friendly manner and don't cause any resentment. If you really have any objections, see if you can find someone to go to Bianjing to file a complaint with the emperor and accuse Han of this."

Han Ming's words showed that he didn't care about these so-called local rich men and gentry at all, which made Xue Xiang wipe his sweat with a wry smile.

"Zichun has gained some prestige in the army recently. Let him help us mobilize the troops from all over the country to organize a training march."

My goodness, Han Ming is like an old sow wearing a bra - one set after another.

This is intended to coerce and bribe these landlords, Mr. Qian, to "voluntarily" donate money and pay taxes.

"As the saying goes, in today's peaceful times, we must maintain stability and not let those with ulterior motives take advantage of the situation."

Han Ming's understatement forced Xue Xiang and Wang Shao to take on the task reluctantly.

This is really a step-by-step plan. First, the local military power is taken away, and then the local taxation is rectified. Now, whoever wants to cause trouble will be easy to control...