Farmer of Shu Han

Cao Rui's edict engraved on the gold book and hidden in the ancestral temple seems to be no problem, at least in terms of strengthening Cao Wei's orthodoxy, there is no problem.

After all, Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, also made a white horse oath at the beginning of the founding of the country: Liu is not the king, and he is not worthy of merit.

Whether it is not Liu or the king, or emphasizing orthodoxy, to put it bluntly, it is all for the sake of making his parents the emperor for a long time.

It's just that compared with the White Horse Oath, the aristocratic family naturally wants to praise Cao Rui's wisdom.

Because "you are not a king unless you are Liu, and you are not a prince unless you are meritorious", it also invisibly places a restriction on important ministers, that is, those surnamed Liu will always be in the highest position.

But the ancestral edict of the Great Wei Dynasty was different.

It emphasizes that the branch members who join the Datong must abide by the orthodoxy, which is also expected by the family: orthodoxy is orthodoxy, and those minor branches should always be subordinate to the orthodoxy.

What's more, in order to support the royal orthodoxy, the important ministers can directly kill those treacherous ministers.

Such actions can really be compared with King Wu of Zhou entrusting Zhou Gong to assist the government!

Praise, must praise!

Your Majesty is Mingjun!

"My lord, my lord, Your Majesty's ancestral edict is really like a wise king!"

Master Sima finished reading the official document sent from Luoyang and the edict specially copied for Sima Yi, his face was full of pride.

Sima Yi hummed, and sat on the chair passed over from Nanjun, his expression unchanged.

He looked at Master Sima who was reading the edict repeatedly with his head bowed, and said, "Zi Yuan, since your majesty has the style of a wise emperor, and your pomp is mixed, don't criticize your majesty too much."

The so-called flashy rendezvous means that the talents of the younger generation of Wei State, who are indulged in literature and philosophy, or are good at fame and reason, or are arguing about Xuanyuan, debate with each other.

They became party friends, commented on characters, and asked each other questions, among which the four Cong, the eight, and the three Yu were the most.

Xia Houxuan and other four people are called Si Cong, and Zhuge Dan and other eight people are called Bada.

Zhongshu supervisor Liu Fangzixi, Sun Zizimi, and Shangshu Weizhen Zilie are not as salty as this, and they regard their father as the position of power and allow them to be Sanyu.

There are fifteen people in total.

Among these people, there are those who are famous, those who have meritorious service, those who are powerful, and those who are famous and talented.

They influenced the younger generation of the entire Wei State and led the atmosphere of this generation.

The younger generation of Wei State is proud to join them.

Because they are young, they also have passion and dare to criticize things they are not used to.

Especially when it comes to current affairs, they think they dare to say things that others dare not say.

So the twenty-one-year-old Sima Shi felt quite disapproving when he heard what his lord said.

"My lord, the Son of Heaven is wrong. The important ministers dare not speak out, but we dare to speak out. The bad habits of the court have caused talented people to disappear among the people. We comment on it. This is for the world, so why not be afraid?"

When Sima Yi heard this, a trace of sarcasm appeared on his face: "Is it really for the world? How does it feel for young talents in the world to look up to?"

Sima Shi blushed and said in embarrassment: "Why are you so sarcastic about the child?"

"Because you are also ridiculing others like this." Sima Yi's eyes were a little unclear: "You guys are still too young, and there are some things you don't understand..."

When Master Sima heard this, he felt a little unconvinced.

"Didn't your lord ever be young? When Emperor Cao... Wu first recruited your lord, didn't your lord also refuse?"

Sima Yi thought that Cao Cao's background was "unnecessary and ugly", so he didn't bother to work for him at first.

Others don't know this secret, but Sima Shi, the eldest son, still knows it.

It's just that when Sima Yi heard this, the expression on his face became even more strange: "That's why I said, there are some things that you haven't experienced, so you don't understand. You pack up and go back to Luoyang in a few days."

"My lord, why is this?" Master Sima came to his senses when he heard this, "Could it be that something happened again?"

It's just that Sima Yi is scheming, how can Master Sima see anything?

"It's nothing serious, it's just that your mother misses you, so let you go back and have a look."

He looked at his son, pointed to the imperial edict in his hand, and said pointedly: "Your Majesty also said that important officials of the court have the right to kill courtiers."

"At any rate, I am also the assistant minister appointed by the late emperor. In addition to the fact that the Shu captives invaded the border last year, all the armies were defeated. I am the only one who killed Mengda and made me equal."

"So even if something happens, there is no need to be afraid."

After finishing speaking, he gave his son a meaningful look, and emphasized: "Remember, you are my son, Sima Yi. Even if something happens, I will still be there."

When Master Sima heard what his lord said, he became more and more suspicious.

It's just that adults don't want to say it clearly, so it's hard for him to ask more.

Just as Master Sima was rushing back to Luoyang from Jingzhou, Feng Yong was also rushing from Shouyang to Daxia County.

Spring and sunny days are just right for traveling.

Chen Shi got Feng Yong's plan early, and passed the news in advance to the bald department that had been hiding in Baishi City: Feng Langjun will go to Daxia County soon, and wants to fight the rebels with the bald department, please bald department Send someone over to discuss.

Three hundred soldiers escorted Feng Yong all the way to the west, receiving battle reports from the front continuously along the way.

Daxia County is a large gathering place for rebels, and the rebels want to defend the city, but the small city walls of Daxia City can't give rebels a sense of security at all.

With the help of the Han Army Engineering Battalion, Rebel Hu couldn't hold on for two days.

Listening to the terrifying sound of stones breaking through the air like thunder, and seeing stones falling continuously from the air.

The rebels in the city didn't have the courage to stick to it at all, and they fled out of the city one after another.

Ju Fu, Liu Hun, and Chen Shi successfully joined forces in Daxia County.

At the same time, more than 30,000 rebels and their tribes who were too late to escape in Daxia County were captured, as well as countless cattle, sheep, horses, tents and blankets.

Feng Yong got the news on the way, and the gloomy mood caused by the baldness department suddenly became clear.

Although the old demon Zhuge intends to regulate the labor market for all big men, Feng Yong knows rationally that this is a good thing.

But emotionally, under the stimulation of profits, he hoped that the day would be as late as possible.

After all... Huge profits are indeed addictive, aren't they?

In the past few years, Dahan's finances have been good, coupled with the pressure of population demand, the sorting out of household registration has become more and more clear.

People in the Shudi Plain generally don't want to go to the plantations in Nanzhong.

But for Yuexi County, which can directly lead to Jincheng by a road, it is a good place worth considering.

Once you go there, you will have arable land, the government will rent farm cattle, and you will have the opportunity to send your children to school.

Even the taxes are clear, and every time it's time to pay the taxes, there will be people like the head of the village leading people around to announce the amount required by the government.

There will not be rat officials stealing like other places.

Coupled with the ghost king's reputation, the Yi people dare not cause trouble at all.

Isn't this a good place?

If you don't want to go to Yuexi County to farm, you can go to Hanzhong.

The vigorous development of the workshops in Nanzheng and Nanxiang in Hanzhong has created a huge demand for labor.

At the same time, the demand for various jobs generated around the workshop is becoming more and more popular.

In the past, I wanted to tie Guisou firmly to the farmland, but now due to the increase of cattle, the improvement of farmland tools and farming techniques, the grain output continues to increase.

The rise of new plantations, the supplement of labor from various sources, coupled with the instinct of plantation owners to reduce costs, has begun to loosen the ties to Guizhou.

As the first place to advocate the development of handicraft industry, Nanxiang is the place that Guizhou head most yearns for.

A skilled female weaver is fully capable of supporting a family of five.

Even if the man in the family works as a coolie to carry things for others, it is enough to live with a little savings.

Not to mention entering the various departments of the Xinghanhui system.

Just talking about the engineering team dedicated to working for people is enough to eat up all the labor force that Nanxiang grows every year.

With Xinghanhui, the catfish, disrupting the situation, the cost of continuing to squeeze Guishou continues to increase.

In the past, they could only choose to rely on, but now there is another way out, coupled with the upright atmosphere of the Han officialdom led by the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, the heads of Guizhou can finally relax a little bit.

The advancement of the wheel of history forced the aristocratic families to find ways to find cheaper labor.

Then they discovered that cheaper labor is not without it, but it has long been firmly in the hands of others.

This person is none other than King Feng Gui, who ranks only under Zhuge Villager on the booklet of the family blacklist in central Shu.

The old generation has Zhuge Villager, and the new generation has Feng Guiwang. This is simply desperate!

But no matter how desperate you are, you have to live!

So the members of the aristocratic family were shy, and asked softly: "Brother Ghost King, there is a disk...ah no, do you have labor?"

Guiwang Feng is kind by nature, so of course he wants to drag those who are behind!

Unexpectedly, the brother beside him yelled loudly: "No! You are late! If you want to buy labor, add more money!"

So the aristocratic family trembled, with tears in their eyes, slowly stretched their hands to their waists, untied their belts, and took out a large handful of money and food in heartache: "Is it enough?"

How much does it cost to sell more than 30,000 labor?

Can King Feng be unhappy?

This is very likely to be the last feast, and at the end, the old demon Zhuge reached in, and if he wanted to eat so well again, it would be a dream.

Therefore, it is estimated that the evil deeds that Feng Guiwang did are too conscientious, and God can't stand it anymore.

That night, he was sleeping soundly in the tent, when suddenly someone called out eagerly from outside: "Your Majesty!"

Feng Yong woke up immediately. On the way of marching, he was in a place where Qiang was in chaos. Feng Junhou naturally slept with his clothes on.

He sat up, "what's the matter?"

"The brothers who were on duty at night said it smelled of blood," the voice of the third part outside was a little hurried, "a pack of wolves approached not far away."

Hearing this, Feng Yong quickly got up and walked out of the tent, "Which direction?"

"north."

Looking in the direction pointed by the trilogy, I saw a large green area.

The camp had already begun to commotion, and there were constant whispered passwords, accompanied by the sound of slight clashes of weapons.

Most importantly, that direction is exactly where the war horses are placed.

Feng Yong could already faintly hear the braying of the horses.

Feng Yong's 300-part operas are elite, and he has practiced countless times for emergency gathering at night, so naturally he will not panic because of this situation, and it is even more impossible to bomb the camp.

"This pack of wolves does not seem to be small."

Seeing more and more small green lanterns appear, even though they were guarded in the center of the camp, he was a little startled.

"How dare they surround you?"

With so many people with me, generally speaking, cunning creatures like wolves would not easily take the initiative to provoke them.

Buqu quickly found the barbarian guide who was most familiar with the situation in the camp.

"Returning to my lord, the villain went outside to see it. At least there were more than a hundred wolves, and the villain also smelled a strong smell of blood. I don't know if the wolves just finished eating something."

The barbarian guide said respectfully.

Feng Yong frowned.

He thought of a possibility.

The Han army drove the rebels to the west, and many Hu people were killed and injured along the way. Could it be that there are dead people buried nearby and were discovered by the wolves?

The torch not far away was flickering, making it difficult for the barbarian guide to see Feng Yong's expression clearly.

At this time, seeing Feng Yong standing silently, the barbarian guide quickly comforted him again: "Your Excellency, don't worry. As long as torches are lit in the camp, the wolves will naturally retreat when they see so many of us."

Feng Yong glanced at him and nodded: "If that's the case, that's the best. Otherwise, even if we're not afraid, if someone gets hurt because of it, that's not good."

Harassed by wolves, no one slept well in the second half of the night.

The direction chosen by the wolves to sneak attack was too close to the horses. Some people in the camp had to be vigilant against the wolves, while others had to appease the horses to prevent the horses from rushing out of the camp.

But fortunately, it is not far from Daxia now.

So Feng Yong postponed his departure for half a day, and let the people below make up for the rest.

Keep them from getting too tired so they can be at their best at all times.

In this environment, you cannot relax on the last step.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Chen Shi quickly sent another message.

Observing that the secret letter was indeed not damaged, Feng Yong opened the envelope and looked at it.

This time, the news from Chen Shi was a bit bad.

Although the rebels in Daxia County fled, not all of them went west, and there were also routs who fled north along the Daxia River.

So Chen Shi reminded Feng Yong to pay attention to the rout, and said that he had already sent a team of soldiers to meet him.

Feng Yong, who is famous in the southern barbarians and is rampant among Qiang and Hu, is naturally not afraid of any routs, not to mention that his chances of encountering routs are not too great.

Unexpectedly, on the second night, there was a shrill whistle in the camp.

"Your Majesty, there are enemies attacking at night!"

Buqu once again stood outside the main tent and reported loudly.

After Feng Yong heard the whistle, he got up early and rushed out of the tent.

"how many people?"

"It's not clear yet, it's too dark at night."

The voice of Buqu answered hastily.

"How is the surrounding situation?"

"Two people were injured."

Feng Yong nodded, raised his eyes to look outside the camp, but saw nothing.

He could only hear someone shouting outside.

"Pass down the order and let all the ministries stick to the camp and don't panic."

Feng Yong made a decisive decision, "If anyone walks around in the camp without obeying orders, act according to military law!"

"promise!"

Feng Yong stood quietly outside the tent, looking at the darkness in the distance.

Today, he is no longer a rookie who just joined the battle, and it is more than enough to command three hundred people.

Set up camp, pay attention to fire prevention and night attack prevention, this is the most basic requirement.

What's more, Feng Yong has a staff department to assist in formulating the record.

Strict observance of discipline is the most basic quality requirement of Feng Yong's army.

Coupled with the innate psychological advantage of Ghost King Halo over barbarians, he will not panic.

After waiting for a while, the drum noise outside gradually disappeared.

Feng Yong sneered, knowing it in his heart, turned around and entered the tent, and continued to sleep with his head covered.

Unexpectedly, after a while, another shout sounded from another direction.

This time, Feng Yongan couldn't lie down.