Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

A group of generals looked at each other quietly. They were not familiar with each other, and they seemed to have nothing in common with each other.

Some have been following their lord for more than ten years, some just came to surrender this year, some started from a young age, some were surrendered by the enemy, and some have fathers that no one knows.

Guan Ping felt the gazes around him and remained unmoved.

Judu is here? Come in then. It was Zhao Yun who spoke.

He was holding a thick piece of information and a bucket of tea in his hand.

After opening the hall door and letting his soldiers guard it, Zhao Yun opened the windows on all sides, and what appeared in front of the generals was a huge sand table.

Xia Houlan, Gao Xiang, Chen Shi, and Fu Wei looked bitter, remembering that they had been tortured by that damned Battle of Xiangfan.

Then I remembered: Ma Su, who we were with last time, was said to have gone to help the military adviser. What about Shiren?

Zhao Yun smiled and said: According to the Lord's order, you will complete five deductions here in the next two months.

Distributing the information pages in their hands, the generals looked at the explanations curiously.

Fu Wei breathed a sigh of relief: Judging from the content in hand, this deduction is much more reasonable than the last one.

Last time, 30,000 people completely defeated 70,000 people, and they still had to capture 30,000 people. This is simply ridiculous!

Zhao Yun picked up a long stick and pointed on the sand table one by one:

The battle of Jingxiang, the attack and defense of Hanzhong, the defeat of Wu by the Xiang River, the siege of Hefei, and the rejection of Yiling.

In this deduction, you are all colleagues. You can freely perform the deduction based on the situation described in your hand. If you think you can pass it, you can be assessed by this general.

Zhao Yun is smiling, but this smile does not have any good intentions no matter how you look at it:

For example, the battle between Jingxiang and Jingxiang was deduced once and then changed sides. Only if you pass it twice will you be considered qualified.

But what disappointed Zhao Yun was that the generals present were not enthusiastic enough to challenge him directly.

This year's new generals all want to see how the veterans handle it, but generals such as Guan Ping, Chen Shi, and Fu Wei have always been cautious.

Provoking the general had no effect, Zhao Yun said with little interest:

This place is confidential and the law tolerates no mercy. Please don't talk about what's going on here, don't draw pictures of this place when you're outside, and don't take the records in your hands without permission.

Otherwise, it will be too late to regret it when you are caught in front of the Lord.

The generals said solemnly.

Seeing the generals in the hall looking at each other in confusion, Zhao Yun simply went out for a walk by himself, so as to give these generals a space to communicate.

Until now, Gong'an County is not big. Although Lei Xu brought a population of 50,000 before, with the takeover of Jiangling City, the garrison of troops in Linju, Dangyang, and Jingyang, and the overhaul of Jiangling by General Qiguan and Sun Qian. The people who wanted to make a living and the refugees from the four adjacent counties all chose to go to these new cities.

The lives of the people who remain in Gong'an County are no longer the same as before.

When he first came here, the lord took the advice of his military adviser and ordered his soldiers to open up wasteland and give it to the people. The people were grateful.

After being enlightened by the light curtain, the military adviser took charge of the farming affairs, taught the methods of breeding, selection and cultivation, taught the methods of plowing and plowing to assist farming, and taught the methods of retting and fertilizing.

Thanks to the hard work of the military strategist and Jiang Wan, the grain output in Gong'an County is now 35% more. The expansion in the four counties of Jingzhou has been slower, but the harvest statistics have also increased by 15%.

The food was sufficient but the tax was reduced to only 4 out of 10 taxes. The Gong'an County became increasingly grateful to Liu Jingzhou.

Liu Bei didn't think it was a big deal. After all, the four counties in Jingzhou had previously paid taxes of ten to sixty-seven, and the people were in poverty and couldn't pay enough for grain and taxes.

Grain production has increased this year, it is very easy to collect four out of ten taxes, the people are happy and the treasury is sufficient, everything is good.

In addition, there are low-cost hydraulic mills for subsequent grain processing. Every household can get extra money for their idle labor by working in paper mills, iron workshops, or helping to build new cities.

Unlike Gong'an County, which was in decline last year, now there are cloth, paper and iron shops on the straight roads in the city, and there are also three or four horses that slaughter dogs and pigs.

Even the rubber toothpaste, which is usually only sold during the Chinese New Year, is being sold by vendors at this time.

In addition, there is a new thing called ink cake. The salesman who is selling it said that the price of one pound is only 40% of charcoal, but it takes longer to burn than charcoal.

Of course Zhao Yun knew about this. In fact, all the latest gadgets in Gong'an County would be given to his two hundred soldiers who were already equipped with jumpers for trial first.

The previous carbolic powder was well received by the soldiers, and the same goes for this ink cake.

Seeing the people standing still, worried about being cheated, Zhao Yun squeezed over and patted the money into the hands of the salesman:

There is a house with a Zhao flag hanging in front of the door in the back street of the county house. Send thirty pounds to it.

General Zhao! General Zilong!

Most of the people knew that Zhao Yun was well-groomed, and when the military advisor Zhuge came to help with the farming, he was always with him, he was approachable, and he also contributed a lot when working.

Zhao Yun smiled and waved his hands and left. The people also understood what he meant. This ink cake is a reliable thing!

When Zhao Yun returned, the generals in the sand table hall became familiar with each other as expected, and both sides were not polite. On one side, the generals worked together, while on the other side, Zhao Yun was calm and calm.

An hour later, as Zhao Yun lured out Jiangling's defenders with his remaining troops, his cavalry and reinforcements came out to cut off the retreat, and Jiangling's city defense was completely broken.

Stretching, Zhao Yun shook his head and warned: When you have time, you should cross the river and go to Jiangling to see how the navy trains.

Ignoring how the officers were whispering and discussing, Zhao Yun looked up at the already darkening sky and suddenly thought of the north.

At this time, Changshan Zhending should have snow all over the ground, right?

Zhao Yun didn't think much of his hometown before, but after seeing the temple and archway built for him in Guangmu's hometown, as well as the newly invested Gangui by his lord, he would rather die than return to Linjiang, Ba County.

The thought of returning to his hometown suddenly took root in Zhao Yun's heart.

Don’t know which year I can return?

It should be coming soon. Although the lord and the military advisor have not said anything recently, Zhao Yun has already smelled a familiar scent in collecting supplies, recruiting and training troops, and building a large navy.

Compared with last year's Zhengdan this year, although both the monarch and his ministers were busy, Liu Bei felt a lot more relieved, at least he didn't have to go to Sun Quan to complain.

At the banquet, Liu Bei was accompanied by two wives, Sun and Gan. Liu Feng, who had returned from Zhang Fei's place, politely greeted Mrs. Gan who was getting better.

Adou snuggled in Mrs. Sun's arms without making any fuss, and Liu Bei suddenly felt satisfied: the civil and military affairs were in harmony, the back house was in harmony, the descendants followed the rites, and the Han Dynasty had hope.

The backlog of official duties at Zhengdan made everyone even busier, especially the two military advisors.

Kong Ming not only needs to calculate and inventory materials, but also prepare a farming and fertilizing plan that can be extended to the four counties in the new year.

Pang Tong planned to formulate the most reasonable tax policy for the four counties by referring to the harvest and grain tax situation of the public security last year.

There was even Ma Liang, who was sent to Wuling to repair water conservancy and cultivate crops, but he didn't rush back until the end of January.

Around the time appointed by the light curtain, everyone was finally able to take a breath.

Liu Bei was still worried about his own indecision, but Pang Tong was already looking forward to it:

Kong Ming, let me take a look at your talent!

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