The village head who brought the old people here didn't even let them speak.

On the way, the attendant's office brought a telegram over, and Jia Liu took it and took a look. It was Wang Fu's request for instructions to launch a joint attack on the puppet army Pan Zhishan.

The First Army has arrived in Tongzhou and is moving to Jizhou, Miyun and other places. The number of reform troops gathered in the Jingdong area has reached nearly 50,000, while the enemy and puppet Pan Zhishan's troops only have more than 10,000 troops. Therefore, Commander Afu of the Jingdong Corps

The chief believes that we can start to deal with Pan Zhishan's department and completely eliminate this group of psoriasis entrenched in the Jingdong area.

Afterwards, according to the original combat plan, the First Army and the first section of Wang Fu's troops advanced from the northern front to press the Changping and Shunyi areas, which were far away from the enemy and puppet troops, and completed the general encirclement of the capital.

At the same time, the Zhili New Army assigned a town to strengthen the defense of Shanhaiguan, and assigned a town to station in Rehe to monitor the direction of Horqin and Mongolia.

Ensure that when encircling the capital, there will be no interference from enemy and puppet forces outside the pass and from the Mongolian direction.

After seeing this, Jia Liu called Shuan Zhu aside and asked him to call Wang Fu back to agree to the battle plan, and told him that there was no need to ask for instructions again.

Another telegram informed the Second Army Admiral Zu Yingyuan that he should deploy a warning in the direction of Xuanhua. There was internal news that the Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, Le Erjin, and the Governor of Shanxi, E Bao, seemed to be organizing Banner and Han troops to move in the direction of Zhili.

Nominally, it was to support the imperial court in resolving the enemy and puppet regime in the capital, but in fact it was very likely that he came to "coordinate" at the invitation of Prince An, a rich man named Sehentu, and called for a peaceful solution to the problem in the capital.

Jia Liu was not worried about Shanxi, but Lerjin had a Xi'an Eight Banner cavalry in his hands, which he had to pay attention to.

At this time, Leerjin wanted to send a northwest army to Beijing, not because he wanted to be Zhang Xun, but because he wanted to be something else.

Therefore, Zu Yingyuan ordered Zu Yingyuan that once he confirmed the existence of the "Northwestern Army" and was marching eastward, he could cross the border to Shanxi to intercept it if necessary, and never allow the Northwest Army to enter North China.

He also sent a report to Baozhu, the admiral of the Fourth Army who stayed in Huguang, to be prepared to enter Shaanxi at any time.

After arranging all this, I came back and had a cordial chat with the old people.

After chatting like this for half an hour, Jia Liu suddenly said: "The imperial court has issued a policy. From now on, the Huangzhuang will no longer belong to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but will be distributed to the people of the village on the spot, no matter who they are, whether they are the elderly or children.

Each person has five acres of land and is exempt from paying taxes in the first year after the land is divided..."

The old people were all stunned when they heard this, and they all couldn't believe it: Is there such a good thing?

Upon seeing this, the accompanying Prime Minister and Deputy Minister Asha and the Chief Supervisor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Mr. Shuan Zhu, came forward to confirm the major policy changes of the court for the elderly. After that, the elderly suddenly became excited, and some of them shed tears and choked with sobs on the spot.

How pitiful it is that after a hundred years, this ancestral property can still be returned to their hands!

The atmosphere at the scene was one that made Jia Liu quite satisfied.

He also became more determined to divide the land.

If you want to be a good emperor, you must do things that satisfy the people.

In other words, try to meet the interests and needs of the people as much as possible.

Seeing that the Marquis of Fire was almost here, he was about to leave for the next place. At this time, an old man with gray hair who was probably in his seventies suddenly boldly asked Jia Liu: "May I ask who your lord is?"

When the old man asked, other old men also reacted. Until now, they had no idea who the young official in front of them was who seemed to be in mourning.

Judging by his posture, he must be a high-ranking official, but to what extent he is a high-ranking official, they are not sure.

Asiha said hurriedly and proudly: "This is the emperor!"

"Ah? Your Majesty!"

The old people were startled, and then they all wondered, isn't Master Qianlong over sixty, why is he a young man?

Obviously, the information about the Reform and Qianlong war has not yet been fully spread to the grassroots rural areas, and not much is known about it.

Asiha quickly explained: "Qianlong abdicated, and now he is the Restoration Emperor!"

"ah!"

The sensible old people stood up one after another and knelt down to kowtow to the Reform Emperor. Jia Liu couldn't stop him, so he had to let them go, but he still said casually: "You are not the emperor, I am just working for the common people."

Under the grateful eyes of the old people and in the grateful voices of "The Reformation Emperor is good", Jia Liu, who was dressed in white robes, got on his horse and set off towards the next destination.

On the way, another urgent telegram was sent.

Shuan Zhu received the telegram first. After reading it, his brows suddenly filled with joy. Jia Liu couldn't help but smile when he saw it: "What makes you so happy?"

"Uh... it's up to the young master to see for himself."

Shuan Zhu handed the telegram to the young master.

"Being thief is probably not a good thing."

Jia Liu rolled his eyes at Shuan Zhu angrily, took the telegram and scanned it quickly, and then cursed angrily: "Trash, they are all trash!"

He actually tore the telegram into pieces.

Damn it, I saw a big-headed ghost!

Daquan is still alive!

Not only alive, but he also fucking escaped!
Chapter completed!