Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chapter 7
"Sure enough! The inner qi is a human-shaped missile covered with human skin!"

Looking at the city gate that was smashed by Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, Mu Yi struggled to smile.

The city gate, which requires the joint efforts of several people to open and close, has no protective effect against Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao.

"According to the task assigned before, you go to the other three city gates to guard, and the rest will wait for good news from Zhou Cang and the others!"

The city gate was broken, and the yellow turban youths who were still a little restless instantly settled down.

According to their experience, once the city gate is broken, the biggest trouble is basically over.

It didn't take long before Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao grabbed a person who was dressed luxuriously and who knew that he was rich and well-fed at a glance, and turned back.

Mu Yi couldn't help but sneered twice. When they were about to starve to death, how could this kind of person still be pampered?

The butt decides the position, and Mu Yi, who sits completely on the side of the Yellow Turban, naturally thinks about problems and looks at affairs from the stand of the Yellow Turban.

"My little virtuous teacher, this person is the county magistrate of this city!"

"What's your name?" Mu Yi looked at the unlucky guy who was caught. He thought he would win, but he didn't expect that he would win so easily. He captured the county magistrate without a single soldier.

Originally, he still had some scruples about the idea of ​​being able to suppress the cloud energy that separates the inner qi from the body, and beheading the soldier quickly.

But I didn't expect that such a small city couldn't even support the clouds, not to mention the separation of the internal energy, I am afraid that even the internal energy can be used to kill people.

In the last years of a decadent dynasty, sure enough, such a dynasty should be overthrown.

"Runan Yuan, Yuan Zhan and Yuan Fengxiao!"

Yuan Zhan's neck was bent, and he looked heroic.

"Yo, she's still from a famous family!"

Mu Yi laughed. It seemed that because of his mental strength, he could easily see Yuan Zhan's strength in the outside world, but he couldn't hide his panic.

I didn't expect that in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there would be such literati who thought the water was too cold.

"How many households are there in this city... Forget it, I guess you won't tell, kill it!" Mu Yi stretched his knife towards Yuan Zhan's neck, threatening Yuan Zhan.

"I said, I said, I said it all!"

When Yuan Zhan felt the cold sharpness on his neck, he immediately screamed and confessed.

"Guys guard the gate, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Pei Yuanshao, take a team to the armory and the barracks, and control these places. Anyone who resists will be killed!"

"Besides, no one is allowed to enter the city without my order, understand?" Mu Yi turned to Pei Yuanshao and ordered.

"No!" Everyone responded in unison.

If they are hungry and crazy, they may not be able to restrain them, but now that their stomachs are full and they see hope again, they will naturally not do some behaviors like wild beasts.

"Come on, my good county magistrate, I think we need to have a good talk!"

Under Yuan Zhan's guidance, Mu Yi and Zhou Cang arrived at the county government office smoothly.

This is usually where he works, and it is also the power center of the entire Buqi County.

Although the layout is elegant and quiet, with a good style, it has no impact on Mu Yi. In other words, after experiencing the era of information explosion, it is almost impossible for him to be amazed by the scene.

Yuan Zhan, who came from such a famous family as the Yuan family in Runan, even if it is only a side branch, is indeed quite particular about the decoration of his room.

There are also antiques and cultural relics around it, and calligraphy and paintings on the walls around it. It doesn't look like a county government office, but like a scholar's courtyard.

These things are all valuable things, but they have no value in Mu Yi's eyes.

As the so-called antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times, the value of these things is not worth mentioning to the Yellow Turban.

Although Yuan Zhan is soft-boned, he is unexpectedly familiar with management.

The population, taxation, money and food, official documents, warehouse inventory of Buqi County, etc. are all well known.

And took the little official to find the relevant bamboo slips and paper, sorted them neatly, and waited for Mu Yi to read them.

Zhou Cang stood aside and stared at him. This kind of thing is really powerless for him, and there is nothing he can do to help.

He can read, after all, following Zhang Jiao, he also understands some things under his influence, but that's all.

"No...the piece on Jiaozhou Bay?" Mu Yi recalled Donglai's strange location, which happened to be the edge of the piece that protruded from later generations.

Being close to the ocean, wouldn't it be possible to develop fisheries and salt industries?

Even if you have not practiced the operation of drying salt in seawater, you have heard it more or less.

However, Mu Yi's good mood was soon broken.

"Eighteen families? There are eighteen big families in a small county?"

Looking at the list in his hand, Mu Yi finally understood what the gap was.

In the era when hundreds of yellow scarves died of hunger, some people could enjoy a good life lying down.

The poor have no land to stand on, but the rich have fields of rice paddies.

Obviously, there was no shortage of land in the Ming and Han Dynasties, but they should starve to death or starve to death, because there are too many such middle classes.

"Huh~" Mu Yi let out a long breath, talking to himself.

"It's okay, when I, Mu Zhengping, come, Huang Tian will be there!"

Mu Yi chose a word for himself, Zhengping, righteousness, and fairness.

Peasant uprisings can be successful, this is a fact witnessed by history.

And it will be familiar to anyone who has had a full education.

He doesn't have the abilities of his predecessors, but he has the mature experience that his predecessors have practiced.

It is imperative to fight the local tyrants to divide the land. Although he can rely on his faith to get the support of the Yellow Turban, but after all, it is the real land and welfare that can make more people stand behind him.

As for the oppression and discrimination from the family, he doesn't care about these. In this day and age, making up an identity is simply untenable.

In other words, the Yellow Turban has become the benchmark of his life, and recruiting talents is nonsense to him.

Instead of looking forward to recruiting good ministers, it is better to look forward to snatching one or two in the future, or go to another world to find some talents who can manage.

Being able to travel through myriad worlds is already the biggest foundation of one's life.

When he gained a firm foothold, he opened his own literacy classes and trained the backbone.

History has proved countless times that aristocratic families are unreliable. Even if they can be relied on for a while, the next generation or two will be the same as before.

He is not a saint and cannot achieve great achievements in the lower reaches of history, but correspondingly, as long as those experiences are obtained now, they are enough to reduce the dimensionality of this era.

Because those experiences are truths that have been tested in practice, the only thing that needs attention is how to integrate those experiences into this era.

Wang Mang is a good negative example. The top-down promotion of the royal land system similar to the land reform was neither thorough nor resolute. Not only did it fail to win over farmers, but it also touched the interests of landlords and aristocratic families, causing people to defect.

As for Mu Yi, he didn't have the support of landlords and aristocratic families at all, so he could only push forward resolutely and win the support of the peasants.

It just so happened that Qingzhou, a place that had been completely ruined by thieves, had lost its original order, and it was just right for him to establish a brand new order.

(End of this chapter)