Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 110 Hit local tyrants and divide the fields!
The sharp cold wind was blowing slowly, and as the cold wind drifted by, the ice skates that had just been tanned smooth by the newborn sun were blown hard again in a blink of an eye, but in this gust of wind, thousands of people on the school field were His chest was straight, and he was puffing out white smoke, but he didn't dare to move.

There is no move, there is a supervisor behind him carrying rattan and wearing big leather boots with his hands behind his back. If he moves even a little bit, he will be severely whipped several times.

It is estimated that the most unlucky job in this era is to serve as a soldier for Wang Hou!A group of Puyang soldiers were so cold that their old faces were pale, and they were still trembling while standing, but for the guarding soldiers behind them, they all had unfinished expressions on their faces. Walk in the queue, and only train for half a day a day!It's almost like a series of devil week projects in pediatrics have not been set on them yet!
In this era, wars are particularly testing formations, and now it is not a rainy day. The sparks of the war are almost jumping on Wang Hou's face. The national soldiers of Puyang County can only sharpen their guns in front of the battle. Even if it is not happy, just for a while is also good!At any rate now, when the three-way drum is finished, the formation of the three parts and eleven songs has already been formed, so that it will not be like a chaotic headless fly on the first day.

Moreover, one of the most important characteristics of Puyang soldiers has been dismantled by Wang Hou these days, that is clan soldiers!
Some of them were eliminated, and then they were assigned randomly. Basically, the big clans from a village were dismantled, and those with high reputation and influence were stuffed into the logistics force. They are no longer in the same team. As a result, the tacit understanding between soldiers has indeed declined. However, this loss is acceptable to Wang Hou.

Iron-clad battalions and flowing soldiers, the most sincere thing is the friendship in battle!Tacit understanding can be slowly accumulated in training and fighting together, but there can only be one commander. Wang Hou can't accept that when he calls to charge, suddenly the second uncle and third grandfather of the big house run away, and the troops leave him and disappear. .

It’s really an era dominated by war. There is a school field outside the city, and there is another one inside the city, and it is just behind the prefect’s mansion, just below the small building where Wang Hou works. During the queue, Wang Hou was also here to write official documents and plan the development of his huge East County.

And the one bowing in front of him was Wang Congge who had just come back from Xudu's galloping horse and hadn't had time to catch his breath.

Cao Hongjie also overestimated Cao Cao's stinginess, this girl thought that Cao Cao could give at least one-tenth of the supplies Wang Hou wanted!Good fellow, not a grain of wheat was given to him.

But Cao is always a man of culture, at least he is not like Brigadier Chen, Li Yunlong's boss in "Bright Sword", pointing at his head and yelling, "Look how much my head is worth, you can ask Yuan Shao to exchange it!"A letter is just two paragraphs of beautiful simplified official script.

The hamster in Xudu weeps especially, the gentleman is so self-absorbed!
It sounds good to read, but when translated into the vernacular, the mice in Xudu's warehouse are hungry and crying!You are so fucking talented, you can find a way for me yourself!

"How could Xiangfu do this, let us cultivate land, and not even give him a cow! And let no one live!"

The water thrown by the married daughter!At this moment, Cao Hongjie didn't turn her elbows to Cao Cao, she sat beside Wang Hou, and she, the governor of Dongjun, yelled angrily.

"Wang San! Prepare the horse, I want to go back to Xudu in person, and ask the prime minister for the cow!"

This prodigal daughter-in-law really did not marry for nothing. If she is too poor to eat, it is not a solution to let her run back and cry, make trouble, and slap her. , Wang Hou was shaking his head lazily.

"Don't worry, anyway, the prime minister didn't give me nothing."

"What is it for? A piece of paper! Without cattle, how can we open up wasteland?"

"Isn't this a policy!"

Dangling the fluffy letter paper, Wang Hou stood up with a smile on his face.Captain Li Yunlong is not the same, the policy has been relaxed, within a year, there are machine guns, mortars, and the soldiers have also taken [-] big caps!He is much lower than Li Yunlong's lower limit. Li Yunlong can't exploit the common people, he can!When the emperor of the East County, Wang Hou did not believe that he would not be able to fill his stomach within a year.

"However, cattle and food are needed to open up wasteland, and there is nothing. How to open up wasteland?"

Cao Hongjie still had a troubled face, and pressed his troubled little fists against his temples, and Wang Hou shook his head again when he heard this.

"Besides, it's not like we don't have food. There are hundreds of thousands of stones piled in the warehouse!"

"One hundred thousand shi, where did it come from..., wait! You can't be the idea of ​​the batch of grain!"

Rolling her eyes in disdain, she was about to say that Wang Hou was bragging, but the next second, her big watery eyes widened in disbelief, and she stared at Wang Hou in astonishment as if she was looking at a big fool.

Which batch of grain?The one hundred thousand shi army rations left by Liu Yan!

This is not only the rations for the [-] national soldiers from the six counties of Puyang, but also the rations for the [-] Xudu elite soldiers stationed in Yanjin. These need to support the front line of the East County for at least a year!As the saying goes, soldiers and horses go before the grain and grass are moved. Wang Hou's idea of ​​harvesting this batch of grain, in Cao Hongjie's opinion, is simply that the old birthday star hangs himself and thinks his life is too long!
However, the prefect of Dongjun is still Wang Hou after all.

In the afternoon of this day, every city gate in Puyang City heard the lively gongs of the county soldiers, and the four Taiyuan Wangs followed Wang Hou to the East County. Like the store, he shouted at the top of his voice.

"The lord of the Fu has an order. Due to the unrest in the world, the household registration of the East County has been corrupted, and the tax revenue has collapsed! The lord of the Fu decided to rebuild the household registration of the East County. From now on, regardless of the counties outside the county, the natives and refugees, anyone with a family of five or more can receive permanent income. For 30 mu of farmland, four taxes per ten for three years, two silks per [-] mus, [-] days of hard labor to return the land money, and after three years the land will be returned to the householder, one tax per ten, one silk per hundred mus, fifteen days of hard labor, and five days of hard labor. For a family of ten or more, one stone of wheat will be rewarded! For more than ten mouths, two stones of wheat will be rewarded!"

This decree is really like a thunder in spring. The farmers in Puyang City who were huddled in the ruins of the city, hungry and emaciated, digging wild vegetables, catching mice and even gnawing on the bark, are like flies smelling blood. Excitedly, they got out of the ruins and low houses they lived in, and swarmed towards the prefect's mansion.

Not to mention the return of 120 acres of Yongye Field, the number of people with household registrations who have run out of food in the city is unknown. Although the family of five only has 150 catties of wheat per stone, and they can last until the autumn harvest for [-] days, each person only has a few taels of grain per day. Better than starving to death!
At noon that day, the prefect's mansion was immediately busy!The ten Taiyuan Wangs followed each other to a table, and hurriedly entered the new household registration with pens and inks. There were too many people, and everyone was sweating profusely. Now they are thanking Wang Hou for his improvement. Simplified characters and brush paper, this workload, if the previous bamboo slips were carved with a knife and pen, they would all have to vomit blood.

However, in this good governance, there are still some cleverness of Wang Hou.

"My lord! This old man is the patriarch of the Zhang family in Zeye. I have a total of 120 people. Please register. Can we share our Yongye land in Zeye!"

"The official can't guarantee it! The governor is re-measuring the land outside the city, where it is allocated! It may take half a month to allocate it to Nozawa, why don't you go out first and wait?"

These days there is still a huge gap between scholars and common people, full of arrogance, the young scholar Wang Jie who followed Wang Houlai hummed impatiently, and the thin old man who bowed and bowed trembled sadly, waiting for half a month ?What if the food distribution runs out?He hurriedly bent down and waved his hands again.

"Officer! My little old man, the whole family obeys the distribution, and you can share whatever you say!"

"Succeed, hand in the people and enter their names and characteristics one by one. After recording, you can go to the backyard to get two stones of food. Remember, don't make noise, and don't go forward until you count, or I will beat you all out!"

Before going out immediately, the old man exclaimed in astonishment: "My lord, there are 120 or so people in the little old man's family, and only two shi of grain is really not enough for spring plowing!"

"Are you blind? You didn't listen to Master Wang Xuan's order at the door. Families from five to ten will get one stone, and everyone above ten will only get two stones! If you bargain again, I will beat you out!"

"My lord, wait for a moment, let the little old man discuss it with the clansmen!"

He was so frightened that his forehead was sweating, but Liang Shi couldn't accept it, so the old man went out tremblingly. Wang Hou seemed to have given special orders for this, but Wang Jie waved his hand indifferently.

It is said that the peasants are cunning. In less than 10 minutes, the old man Zhang Yezhang came back tremblingly, but this time he brought in a dozen or so dry men with a tax of [-] to [-] taxes.

"My lord, we are the Eleven Family of the Zanye Zhang family, please enter a new household registration for us, my lord!"

With such two shi of grain, a large family was dismantled into eleven families, and there were one household in this village and one household in another village. When they went out, old man Zhang and his relatives in each house were all sad, although the clansmen chose He was elated with the food, but the dozen or so clan elders were all sad, especially old man Zhang, who sighed while leaning on his cane.

"How can this be good! The entrance of the ancestor's hall was distributed to others in Zeye, and the houses were separated. How can we sacrifice in the future! How can the old man go to the ground to meet the ancestors after he dies!"

"Old man Zhang, you are doing well. The more than 500 members of our Li family in Gaocun have been divided into more than 40 households, and the farthest ones have been assigned to Baima! It is even more difficult to gather together to worship!"

Before old man Zhang finished sighing, the other end just came out of the prefect's mansion. Old man Li, who was carrying the food, shook his head and sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

In the past, their two clan villages were connected together. During the spring plowing, the clans often fought together to fight for water sources or field boundaries. Both sides even killed each other's clan members.

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In fact, it is not difficult to govern the region, and Wang Hou did not copy the high-level system of the People's Wearing Biao Assembly in later generations, that is, the land equalization system of the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang Dynasties. It is also difficult to resume production here. Now that the world is chaotic and divided, people are divided and people are impetuous. Even Cao Cao can only do his best to expropriate food to maintain the army. Like Wang Hou, he is still the number one with providing military food to feed the people and re-encouraging production.

More than 600 years ago, when Shang Yang was reforming, he once encountered the problem of clan fighting in Qin State. In one spring, 2 people died because of the fighting, which was even more than the death and injury of sending troops to attack Wei. Shang Yang adopted severe punishment. The cool method, beheading all the clan elders who dared to fight together, also killed tens of thousands of people, which shocked the clans, but on this end, Wang Hou solved this problem with two stones of grain!The big clans were cut off one by one, and there was me in you, and you in me, and the two villages fought together because of the water source?The opposite is either your second uncle or your third mother, can you still fight?
Another problem, the source of the fields, is actually not as difficult as imagined.

During the time of Emperor Hedi of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Puyang, which was located in the Central China Plain, had a flat and fertile land, had a population of 37 and more than [-] households. However, after the Yellow Turban Rebellion and the brutal battle between Cao Cao and Lu Bu, Puyang was even outside the city these days. The refugees and the locals also flocked into the city, but there were only [-] or [-] households, a population of just over [-].

Now it's not that there are too many people and the land is small, but that the land is sparsely populated!Randomly scratching and pulling, Wang Hou along the Yellow River found that he had hundreds of thousands of acres of wasteland for distribution. Only the Tian family in Puyang who was killed by Cao Cao's family, and the Zhang family vacated 27 acres of land.

In this way, Mr. Cao still beat the local tyrants, and his king divided the land generously, causing a revolution at the end of Han Dynasty!
Outside the city, Wang Hou started his old business again. He found a high place on the edge of the barren fields at the entrance of the village to draw pictures. The re-measurement of acres of land and the division of field boundaries are finally summarized to Wang Hou. He draws the general topographic map, and then draws it in equal parts like matts, records the data, and draws a field book. All right.

Time is tight and the task is heavy!As soon as a village was drawn on this end, Wang Congge on the other end rushed into the city immediately, brought over Puyang commoners who had re-registered their household registrations, and divided the fields on the spot. House construction materials such as stone girders were dismantled and transported outside the city to build villages on the spot. With such busy work, several natural villages could stand erect on the north bank of the Yellow River in one afternoon!

"What a beautiful view!"

It is definitely the people who are so guarded. After working for two days in a row, Wang Hou's tired hands and neck were cramped. Ojo, the strength of kneading is just right, the comfortable Wang Hou almost didn't cry out.

But it's not Cao Hongjie, this carefree tomboy is not so careful, the owner of the little hand is Lu Ji!

I don't know how she negotiated with Cao Hongjie, but she also came out these few days, just quietly by Wang Hou's side.

However, acquiescing to her coming does not mean not being jealous!Seeing Wang Hou squinting his eyes comfortably, Cao Hongjie was so angry that his cheeks bulged and he hummed sourly.

"Now the village has been built, but once the army passed by in autumn, it was completely burned down. Besides, even if the fields are divided, how can we start spring plowing if there are no cattle?"

"A cow!"

Mentioning this, Wang Hou opened his eyes, but there was no worry on his face, instead he looked to the north with malicious intentions.

"The mountain man has his own plan!"

(End of this chapter)