Farmer of Shu Han

As Feng Da Sima's bedmate, General Guan knew how much Feng Da Sima valued Sima Yi.

After receiving the news that Lu Xun was forced to death, Feng Da Sima couldn't even hide his joy, and couldn't help but say to General Guan:

"The only person who can be called an opponent in the world today is Sima Yi."

It can be said that this person is regarded as the strongest opponent in the world by his own Alang.

In other words, as long as this battle can completely defeat Sima Yi, the rest of the people are mediocre in Alang's eyes.

So no matter how big the risk is, she is willing to take it.

Of course, in addition to this, she is also for the Han Dynasty.

Her father and brother both died for the three revival of the Han Dynasty. As the tiger girl of the Guan family, she will naturally not fall behind her father and brother.

In the end, if there is still a little selfishness, it is that 50,000 elite = 50,000 young and strong laborers.

What is the concept of 50,000 pure young and strong laborers?

The entire Meiluhui tribe, including the sheep slaves, has a total of more than 200,000 people.

But there were only 60,000 to 70,000 soldiers that could be mobilized, and only about 50,000 of them were young and strong.

Father Guan, who had the attributes of power and capital, looked at the 50,000 young and strong Tuoba Xianbei who were stranded outside. If he said he didn't feel sorry, it would be a lie.

Facing the sincere love and care of Madam Zuo, Sima Feng was moved, but he was much more cautious.

If General Guan was allowed to take the risk of following southward, then it would be necessary to send more troops to the desert.

And it was a cavalry army.

It had to be sent out in the last bit of time before the snow in the desert completely melted.

In other words, almost all the cavalry of the Han Dynasty went out in full force and sent to the outside of the Great Wall.

This was a very cautious issue.

Standing in front of the map and thinking for a long time, almost like a sculpture, Feng Da Sima suddenly asked:

"What do you think of the suggestion of the General Zhendong? You must have discussed it privately, right?"

The young staff officer who had been waiting in the room for the order of the headmaster was immediately refreshed when he heard the words, and quickly replied:

"Hey headmaster, when I came here, there was indeed a quarrel over there."

If there was a quarrel, it meant that there was no consensus.

"What do you think?"

"I think that Tuoba Xianbei has been annihilated, and the tens of thousands of cavalry have become a sourceless water. If they are allowed to enter Hebei, I am afraid they will all be taken under Sima Yi's command."

It is not new for the Hu tribes to roam in the Central Plains.

The most typical example is Yu Fuluo, the left wise king of the Southern Xiongnu, who abducted Cai Wenji.

When the Guandong princes attacked Dong Zhuo, they attached themselves to Yuan Shao, and later betrayed Yuan Shao and attached themselves to Dong Zhuo, but were defeated by Yuan Shao again.

Later, he joined forces with the Black Mountain bandits, supported Yuan Shu, and fought against Cao Cao, but was defeated by Cao Cao and finally surrendered to Cao Cao.

He wandered around Taiyuan, Hedong, Hanoi and other places for many years.

It is worth mentioning that Yu Fuluo had no home to return to, and now Tuoba Liwei's third son Tuoba Chuo, who led tens of thousands of elite troops to the south, was homeless.

"Now that Tuoba Xianbei has just been defeated by General Zhendong, the remnants will know about this, and they will surely lose their fighting spirit and will be defeated at the right time."

"If they are captured by Sima Yi and given a rest, they will surely become a great help to the rebels in Hebei."

"Hebei is suitable for cavalry. Our Han cavalry is unparalleled in the world. Although we are not afraid of them, the 50,000 elite Hu cavalry cannot be underestimated."

"Even if we can defeat the rebels and recover Hebei by then, I am afraid that the war will be full of changes and will take a long time."

"Therefore, in my humble opinion, it is better to clean up now than to spend time and effort to clean up in the future."

After listening to his student's long speech, Sima Feng finally looked at his student with a straight face:

"After all, do you think that General Zhendong should go south to pursue?"

"Of course."

The staff looked at the headmaster expectantly, wanting to get some comments from the headmaster.

"Get out!"

"Ah?"

"Get out!"

"Yes..."

The staff officer saw that the chief had turned around and stared at the map again, so he had to go out reluctantly.

His resentment was not because the chief scolded him to get out.

After all, this was in the army, full of fighting men. Even the most gentle and polite people would start to ask for women in their comrades' homes after staying here for a year or two.

Being scolded to get out was already very gentle.

His resentment was because the chief seemed to disagree with his opinion.

"Damn, how long has it been since Youzhou was destroyed by 5,000 elite cavalry?"

Feng Da Sima "tsk".

The Great Han Dynasty was in sight of the third rise, and both the government and the public were full of confidence.

They believed that the thieves would be destroyed.

Feng Da Sima certainly agreed with this view.

But now this was a big war, and the opponent was Sima Yi.

Having confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is arrogance.

Risk?

Take a fart risk!

Feng Da Sima bent his fingers and tapped at the position of Juyongguan, as if he had finally made up his mind.

"Come here!"

"Shanzhang?"

"Why you again?"

"Shanzhang, I'm on duty today..."

"..."

"Draft a memorial, an official document, and a secret letter for me."

The memorial was of course sent to Chang'an.

Feng Da Sima was going to petition His Majesty to transfer the northern and southern armies to support the General Zhendong.

The Central Protectorate was in charge of the military affairs inside and outside the country, and before Feng Da Sima went on the expedition, he was ordered by the emperor to control the armies and mobilize troops.

Of course, he had the power to mobilize the northern and southern armies.

The so-called petition to the emperor was just a formality.

Hearing what the mountain chief said, the young consultant who wrote the ghost story couldn't help but be startled: "Huh?"

Isn't this the advice I just told the mountain leader?

"Ah what? Why are you standing there? Hurry up, I'll read it, you write it!"

The young staff officer's eyes were full of resentment, and he wrote silently.

As for official documents, they are for Shangshutai.

The war in Hebei is likely to last longer than imagined, so Shangshutai must be prepared to continue preparing food and grass.

This actually surprised the young consultant a little.

How did the mountain chief judge that the war in Hebei would be prolonged?

But when the young staff officer heard the secret letter written to the outside of the Great Wall, he asked General Zhendong to only pursue but not to attack. He followed the remnants of Tuoba to maintain pressure and forced them all into Hebei. They must not be allowed to disperse in the middle. Just stunned.

He looked up at Feng Da Sima, as if he wanted to confirm whether the mountain leader was wrong.

"What are you stunned for? Write quickly!"

Feng Da Sima cursed.

What is the significance of the staff group?

In addition to Feng Da Sima not wanting to die from exhaustion like the Prime Minister, he also wanted these young people selected through various channels to better integrate theory with practice.

Even though Feng Da Sima always yells and scolds when he opens his mouth, he can actually handle various military affairs with him. The growth rate of these young staff officers is astonishing compared to those who do not have such opportunities.

How can we be pragmatic if we don’t know practical things?

Not to mention knowledge, vision and other things that ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to exercise.

There are some things that you have never been exposed to or experienced. No matter how you imagine it, it just won’t work.

It's just like the farmers on the ground discussing with their court guests whether the emperor, the queen and his wife should use gold or silver hoes for plowing the fields, and whether they will get tired of eating white flour pancakes rolled with fat meat every day.

This is nothing to laugh about.

Even in the information age, there are still people who believe that there is always a famine on the other side of the bay island, which is only separated by a strait, and even need to go to the wild to catch rats to satisfy their hunger.

Poor information is important.

Confirming that he heard correctly, the young consultant fell into deep contemplation after finishing his role as tool man.

Except that the memorial was pretty much what he had expected, the official documents and secret letters were beyond his expectations.

So why does the mountain chief do such seemingly inconsistent things?

Isn't this just taking off your pants and farting? It's unnecessary?

Obviously not.

Then it's because I haven't realized the commander's foresight yet.

So, what exactly is Chief Shan’s plan?

Just when the young staff officer was puzzled and walked out with what he had written, Feng Dasima in the room flexed his fingers and gently tapped Yecheng on the map with his knuckles.

The expression on his face was a little unpredictable, and he was still whispering:

"Sima Yi, I have already made a move, let me see how you respond."

Then he raised his head again, and the look in his eyes became more and more complicated, as if he was remembering, but also seemed to be mocking:

"The prime minister has not been able to break the deadlock. Let me see how far you can go."

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The news of General Zhendong's great victory outside the Great Wall was like a thunder, striking directly over Jinyang City.

It was almost deafening.

Five hundred thousand surrender?

Fifty thousand prisoners of war?

Are there still two million livestock guaranteed?

"Really or not?"

"The news came from the Commander's Mansion, so it can't be false. And I heard that this time, the imperial court sent out the Tiger Cavalry Army. Think about it, who in this world can stop such iron hoofs?"

"Then this is too much. Didn't Guan Zhendong capture all the barbarians in the desert?"

"Most likely, I heard that even Xianbei Hu's great chanyu was trampled to a pulp."

"Hey, you ignorant fool, where did Xianbei Hu come from? Do you think he is a Xiongnu? He is called Kehan."

"They are still calling you adults, why don't you call grandpa twice and listen? I don't care what his name is, they are all dead anyway!"

"I'm older than your mother! How dare you take advantage of me!"

"I own you..."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a "bang" sound and a punch in the face.

"Let you take advantage of me!"

"You're looking for death!"

"Bang!"

The people of the Han Dynasty are fierce, and if they disagree, a fist fight is inevitable.

Tuoba Liwei did not expect that after his death, a fight would be triggered in Jinyang City.

Some old people also lamented:

"Ji Han is still very powerful this year! I think back then, when Emperor Ling was on the throne, he also wanted to wipe out the Xianbei Hu, but unexpectedly he was beaten so much that he wanted to send the princess to marry him. Now that the world has not been unified, just Can wipe out all the barbarians."

Someone next to me muttered:

"Emperor Ling didn't expect Hu people to be able to sell money..."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be speechless.

During the reign of Emperor Ling, he was famous for selling his official positions and getting titles.

Even if you are a normal official, you have to pay "official fees". As a result, many officials cannot afford to pay this fee and are so scared that they abandon their official positions and run away.

However, the topic "Hu people can sell money" is just a topic for ordinary people to talk about before tea and after dinner.

But for some people, it's like burning their buttocks.

It is basically impossible to visit Feng Dashima.

Even if Feng Da Sima is in the city now, he is still strategizing and wiping out the rebels at any time.

Who dares to disturb Feng Da Sima at this time? If something goes wrong ahead, no one can afford it.

It was also impossible to meet Prince Jun, the governor of Bingzhou.

Now Wang Ping is leading the army and is stationed at the mountain pass of Jingxing.

If you dare to ask for a meeting, you might as well be labeled as spying on military affairs.

The old rural gentry in Jinyang, headed by the Guo and Wang families, hosted a banquet for Zhuge Qiao, the chief historian, and other colleagues of the chief historian on the pretext of discussing spring plowing.

"Chang Shi, let me toast you again!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Although the army gathered in Taiyuan, the largest restaurant in Jinyang City was full of joy.

Most of the respectable old country gentlemen attended the banquet.

During the dinner, Zhuge Qiao took the initiative to mention spring plowing:

"This time the army conquered the rebels, Taiyuan was a place where the army gathered, and it had a great impact on the people."

"For spring plowing, we still need to rely on your joint efforts. I hope you will think of the people, help us, and encourage farmers to cultivate mulberry trees, so as not to miss the farming season."

The army marched eastward to Hebei, although not all the food and civilians were drawn from Taiyuan.

But as the front line of the expedition, it definitely has an impact on the local area, and the impact is not small.

Just like the self-defense counterattacks of later generations, other places were engaged in economic construction, and the veterans of Bagui Land were still supporting the front line, completely missing the golden period of economic development.

Afterwards, people laughed at me because I was poor. Has my old cousin changed? It’s such a sad story.

With the governor of Bingzhou leading the expedition, Zhuge Changshi was the person in charge of Bingzhou's government affairs, and he must be attentive to the upcoming spring plowing.

Otherwise, even if there is a great victory in the Eastern Expedition, Bingzhou, especially Taiyuan, is a piece of cake. Others are receiving rewards for their meritorious service, but Bingzhou is not managed well, and how can we talk about Mao's future?

Even if Zhuge Changshi didn't value his official position, he still had to think about the people below him.

Not to mention that he is the Prime Minister's son, how can he smear the Prime Minister?

"How could we not know? As long as history has entrusted me, I will do my best and try not to delay the farming season."

Everyone forced themselves to smile and agreed.

When the words "try your best" and "try your best" came out of these people's mouths, Zhuge Changshi couldn't help but feel worried:

"Are you having trouble, sir? During this farming season, we don't mean to miss it as much as possible, but we must not miss it."

It is obvious that Taiyuan Xiangxian does not have the dedication of his older cousins, let alone wants to become one, so he plans to cause trouble.

Now when I saw Chang Shi caring so much for the people below me, I was overjoyed and complained quickly:

Long history, the army is stationed and many local people are recruited. Although it is not hindered for a while, the war continues without a regular schedule.

If things continue like this, I'm afraid there will be more complaints among the people, and the fields will inevitably be in danger of being barren, so we must take precautions against it!

Although the words are a little exaggerated, they are not lies.

Zhuge Qiao also had a headache about this.

Although the commander-in-chief of the army called him brother, it was impossible for him to run to his brother and say:

Brother, please hurry up, otherwise it will be difficult for me, brother, to start working here.

And now facing the local complaints of suffering, Zhuge Changshi cannot pretend not to hear.

Unlike those places in Hedong Shangdang where the strong men were completely plowed over, Taiyuan knelt extremely smoothly in front of the Han cavalry, and even supported a lot of military rations.

Afterwards, it was impossible for the big man to directly carry out violent and precise transformation like he did to Hedong.

Although New Deals have been implemented over the years, as the saying goes, "It takes ten years to grow trees, and a hundred years to cultivate people."

Cultivating talents does not take a day or two, nor does it take a year or two, or even ten or twenty years. The goal may not be achieved.

Later, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Dongda carried out large-scale literacy campaigns and then expanded enrollment on a large scale. It also took decades to reap the labor dividend.

Not to mention how long did it take for Mr. Feng to go from secretly poaching the corners of a wealthy family to having the right to speak in education?

Even if the Royal Academy lectures twelve hours a day, it will not alleviate the current talent gap of the Han Dynasty for ten or twenty years.

Not to mention that among today's big men, it is popular to "get fame immediately". Instead of working at the grassroots level to gain qualifications, many students would rather go to the military to get a chance.

And now they are preparing to reorganize the Tongjun Mansion.

People are really being robbed everywhere.

The gap among the grassroots officials of the Han Dynasty is truly astonishing.

In a place like Taiyuan, the New Deal will definitely be implemented, but it would be fanciful to want to immediately remove the influence of the powerful in the local area.

Therefore, Zhuge Changshi must pay attention to the complaints of these old rural gentry.

The local virtuous people contributed their talents and effectively helped the court to ensure the logistics of the army, which is worthy of recognition.

But if you want the horse to run, you have to give it some grass.

Now the village sages are taking advantage of the spring plowing work to come here to talk about their sufferings, just to ask for some benefits.

Although Zhuge Changshi was an honest gentleman, he was not a fool. He could hear the implication of these people's words and express his understanding.

After all, even in later generations, local governments would usually find celebrity companies to befriend them, and they would also give them more or less preferential policies and the like.

"In the early years, the imperial court moved all the Hu'ers in Taiyuan outside the Great Wall, so the population in Taiyuan was smaller than elsewhere. In addition, in recent years, more factories have been opened in Yanmen, and many men and women have come to work."

"On weekdays, there are many iron plows and oxen, so there is no need to worry about a shortage of manpower. But now that the army has arrived, there is indeed a shortage of manpower. Let's hope that history will tell us!"

When Zhuge Changshi heard this, he realized that this was indeed the case, so he asked humbly:

"The march of the army to the east is the most important thing, and we cannot lack manpower. However, spring plowing is also an important matter for the country, and it cannot be abandoned. If the two conflict with each other, can you guys have a good plan?"

Everyone was waiting for Zhuge Changshi to say this, and they quickly answered, "Yes, yes, aren't we just short of manpower? Wouldn't it be fine if we could find people to help with the work?"

Zhuge Changshi asked again, where can we find so many manpower?

The local sage quickly reminded Zhuge Changshi:

Doesn't the General of Zhendong have more than 50,000 laborers? Changshi, you have such a good relationship with the Grand Marshal, go and talk to the Grand Marshal and keep those 50,000 laborers in our Taiyuan.

Zhuge Changshi shook his head when he heard this, saying that laborers are used for sale, and they have to pay taxes to the court, so how dare they say they are withheld?

The local sage was very anxious: "It's not that we won't pay, we will pay! It doesn't matter where we sell it? Everyone can contribute, we have money!"

Changshi, you are the parent official of our Bingzhou, you have to consider the people below.

You have the relationship with the Grand Marshal, you should use it when you should!

Looking at the earnest eyes of the Jinyang officials, Zhuge Changshi thought carefully and finally nodded.