Royal Road

Twenty-nine days, it was cold enough to make people unable to reach out. In previous years, the whole family would nest in the house, shivering around the brazier. Calculating the ratio of planting and rations, hoping to dig more wild vegetables in the spring. This year, however, it was different.

Pushing open the shabby wooden door, Li Er walked into the hut. His body was full of hot sweat, and even his winter clothes were a little wet.

"Quick! Take it off and put it on the kang to dry." Li Er's wife hurriedly came up to help him undress.

Li Er first took a pancake out of his arms and handed it to his wife: "Today I got the top three, this is a reward!"

The Li family smiled immediately and took the thick cake.

The Li Er family fled to Lucheng. His family originally lived in Qixian County, but the local Huns rioted, saying that they wanted to establish the country, and officers and soldiers came to crusade. After going back and forth, the house was burned and the people were almost taken to be soldiers. Forced to be helpless, Li Er had to take his family with him and wanted to escape from Bingzhou.

In fact, Li Er had no idea about where he fleeed. Thinking about drifting with the flow, crossing the Taihang Mountains, heading to Yanzhou. Unexpectedly, when I walked to the party, news came. The Shangdang prefect was kind and ordered the counties to accept the refugees and reclaim the official land. Regarding this matter, Li Er had doubts, after all, he saw people being dragged to build Wubao along the way. Hard labor in the winter is no different from working hard as a soldier.

However, after walking for several days, when he arrived at the county house Lucheng, he suddenly realized that the rumors were true. I saw that many houses had been built on the wasteland in the western suburbs of Lucheng, and there were even farmers driving cattle and horses to reclaim the wasteland. Put it in other places, you can't see it. How dare these people stay in the Shangdang? It's not far from the Huns here!

After all, he was still cautious, and Li Er carefully inquired for a long time, only to find that the legendary Buddha was sitting high in Lucheng. Because of his blessing, the Huns who attacked Lucheng before were all killed by God Thunder, and the stacked Jingguan is still piled outside the city! I saw the high mound of mound, and looked at the officials on the register outside the refugee camp. After all, Li Er made up his mind and stayed outside the city.

When reclaiming wasteland, the officials will provide ploughshares and livestock. The cultivated seeds can also be rented from the government. Tian Fu is a bit high, 40% in the first year, and will be reduced as appropriate in the future. But people have given so many things, and there are no other harsh donations, which is not too high.

What is even more gratifying is that in addition to reclaiming wasteland, soldiers will organize them to drill. All participants in the exercise will be given a winter coat, and there will be a full meal every day. Although it takes two hours to practice, but farm work is not too much now, but it can be sustained. After a full month of training, there will be a school examination every three days. All the first three of running, archery, and stone throwing, there are pancakes to get.

Li Er's body is not strong, but his eyes are very good and his hands are quite steady, so he can win the top three in shooting skills. This is nothing. If you get the top three in the monthly exam queue, a team of ten people can get pancakes!

Such a thick cake, soaked in hot soup, is enough for his wife and children to eat for two days, it can be regarded as life-saving food. It is even more important for the newly attached refugees like Li Er who don't have much money.

Seeing his wife happily taking the cake, Li Ercai smiled a little, took off his wet winter clothes, and got into the bed on the soil kang. This tukang was only seen after I came to Lucheng, and it was found in all the refugees. It is about three feet above the ground, and its structure is similar to a stove, and you can burn wood below it. As long as you add some firewood every day, you can keep the bed warm and sleep till dawn.

It is precisely because of this kind of kang that those refugees who lack cold clothes will not die of freezing and starvation. When I can build my own house later, I have to repair a Tukang first.

Lady Li swiftly put the wet clothes on the kang, and sat down: "The month-to-month comparison is only a few days away. Can your team win?"

Li Er sighed, "I only looked at a few other people."

The queue for the exam is a team of people. In their team, two of them still failed. But the news he heard today made people move. After thinking about it, Li Er whispered to his wife: "Wait until the beginning of spring, I am afraid that we will formally form the army. If there is war, I want to try it out."

As soon as Lady Li Er heard this, her face changed: "Isn't she talking about keeping the soil? Why are you still on the battlefield..."

"If the Huns come, you don't have to guard the land." Li Er's expression was quite solemn. "This is the best time. It is said that the participants still have wooden spears and long bows. . Moreover, joining the army can eliminate the service force, and there are rewards for winning, which is better than staying at home."

Immunity is still very tempting for most farmers. Hard labor is precisely because the government often distributes some heavy errands to the people below, and sometimes even has to leave their homes and build walls and dig rivers outside, which is extremely miserable. I’ve just arrived, and I’m still in a refugee camp. If I were dragged into labor, my family’s burden would be heavy.

On the contrary, in a war, the time will not be too long, and there will be rewards for winning. Isn't he working hard to make the family's life better? Now that you have learned yourself, you should show it. Maybe you can get a reward for your work!

Upon hearing this, the second lady Li couldn't help but clasp her hands together: "The Medicine Master Buddha bless me and give me the realm of glazed glaze. May my husband win the battle and return safely."

This is the most common prayer in the exile camp, just like the medicinal amulets enshrined in the home. Li Er's expression is also more solemn. Yes, as long as the incarnation of the Buddha sitting high in the hall appears, it is enough for them to securely hold this place.

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"Fujun, within two months, the counties received a total of 4,000 refugees. The land reclamation is several times more than in previous years, and the momentum is too strong, I am afraid it will slow down." Duan Qin held the newly compiled Guantian Huang Book, come to report.

"The Shangdang originally had 13,000 households. The chaos in the past few years, coupled with the catastrophe, may have reduced a lot. The arable land alone should be enough. But the food problem is slightly more serious." Liang Feng read the yellow book carefully and considered Said, "This is the case for the time being this winter, and everything will be discussed after the beginning of spring next year. If there is a high yield of food, then consider the issue of expanding cultivation."

In the Taikang period of the Western Jin Dynasty, the population was counted once, and there were only more than 10,000 households in the Shangdang. Even if the family hidden households were included, it would probably not exceed 20,000. According to the calculation of one household with five persons, there are only one hundred thousand people in the ten counties of Shangdang. This number sounds like a joke in later generations. Any prefecture-level city cannot have a population of one million? Even during the Zhiping period of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it would have to exceed this number by five times.

And now? After military disasters, natural disasters, and large-scale famines, it is doubtful whether the remaining population of Shangdang County will have 10,000 households. That's why he said that resettling these people is not a problem. But if there is land, it doesn't necessarily feed a living person. Whether it is growing food or rations, it is a huge shortcoming. Fortunately, he reported to Sima Teng that there were several military disasters this year, and some refugees crossed the border, and part of the autumn tax was blocked. Otherwise, even these people would not be able to feed them.

If there is no food, naturally you have to think about how to get food. It is a pity that in this world, there is a shortage of food everywhere. Last year, Luoyang was in chaos for a whole year. When Zhang Fang abducted the emperor, he ploughed Luoyang Palace again. Not to mention the production of grain, next year, it will be good if there is no disaster in Sizhou. However, Sizhou lacks food, and the food supply to Bingzhou has no hope. Even if there is food, it may not be able to be shipped back. In addition, the Xiongnu's troubles were so fierce, business was almost cut off. If you want food, you really have to grow it yourself obediently.

"The old farmers in all counties should also recruit the county government as soon as possible, as well as people who are proficient in water conservancy. This winter, we must sort out a set of suitable spring farming programs." Liang Feng said.

This is also no way. Recruit those experienced farmers, use their experience as a reference, and compile a set of reasonable farming methods based on what the agricultural book says. This method has also been tried in Liang's Mansion before, and the results achieved are quite good. However, each county has its geographical environment, which needs to be carefully studied. If possible, it is best to record these agricultural achievements and compile them into a book like the famous Qi Min Yao Shu in later generations. Agricultural books such as "The Book of Pan Sheng" and "Simin Yueling" were all works of the Han Dynasty, so they still need to be updated.

Duan Qin nodded: "The farmers are already on the road, and they will be able to reach Lucheng in a few days. The notice of the library has also been posted. Cui Zhuji said that in ten days, the library should be open."

This library was also recently thought of by Liang Feng. It was Ge Hong's unintentional sentence that made him pay attention to the book collection problem. It is impossible for a mediocre student like Ge Hong to use paper. If you have a favorite book you want to collect, you can only copy it with bamboo slips. Although Ge Hong is only 21 years old, he has written hundreds of thousands. Traveling all the way from the south to the north, the slips alone have lost a lot. Now when he is conceiving the new work "Baopuzi", he has repeatedly sighed, if he had met Liang Fujun earlier.

This also made Liang Feng think of another question. In troubled times, the easiest thing to damage may be the book slips. Except for those who love books, how many of them can travel with heavy slips when escaping? It's not the gold and silver that I brought with you. However, if the bamboo slips are replaced with paper books, the number that can be carried will be several times larger, and the spread of knowledge will not be easily interrupted. What's more, copying books also requires manpower. If a library is established, can it also recruit more reserve talents?

When he talked about this idea with Duan Qin and Cui Ji, the two immediately fell in love. No one knows better than them the allure and importance of books for those unfamiliar children. So after some deliberation, Chongwenguan set up another library to store paper books. As long as students with good handwriting can enter the library to copy books. For every five copies, you can get a free copy of white paper. You can pick up the pen and ink and copy the books you want.

Just listening to this statement makes people eager! When everyone enters the library, they can copy five volumes by themselves, and then copy another volume and take them away. It's a good thing you can't even dream of! The collections of those aristocratic families will not allow the pros to snoop easily at all. And there are only a few books that I can find. Such an arrangement simply opens up a treasure trove to the poor. Who can be hungry and want to copy a few more copies?

If someone copied it, someone would naturally have to provide books. In addition to Liang Feng's own family collection, he also made a suggestion that as long as he provides fifty volumes of various books to the library, he can enter the library at will and read the books in the special warm pavilion. You can use pen and ink at will, and you can also watch the orphans of others. In this way, some book collectors can't help but lend some books to the library for others to copy.

In this way, more and more books can be copied and become a real paper-based library. Wanjuan is just a buggy thing, isn't it wonderful!

With such a treasure house in hand, there is no need to worry about those good scholars coming from afar to read the books. Coupled with Liangfu's engraving and printing technology, there is no need to worry about keeping talents!

Nowadays, the number of people who can buy Tibetan scriptures has decreased a lot due to the war. Sales of "Diamond Sutra" have also declined. It is better to use the extra paper in more useful places. What Liang Feng wants is not just rice, but also more important things to consider.

"The library must pay attention to fire prevention, and the warm pavilion should be well repaired to make it perfect." Liang Feng warned carefully.

Before the real cold has yet come, a few more things have to be done.