Chapter 526 Civil Disturbance

   "Brother, I wonder how many soldiers Nanxiang will train?"

   Huang Chong asked.

   "Including the 400 people who returned from Jincheng, let's draw another 600 people to make up 1,000 people."

  1,600 out of more than 30,000 people served in the military, which sounds like a lot, because most countries in later generations will generally not exceed one to one hundred.

   But for the Three Kingdoms era, this is not much.

  Some people in later generations said that one of the crimes of Zhuge, the old monster of the Shu Han, was that the ratio of soldiers to civilians was one to ten, which made the people of the Shu Han miserable.

But in fact, whether it is the Han, Eastern Wu, or Cao Wei, the ratio of soldiers to civilians basically fluctuates around one to ten. Therefore, if this is really a criminal evidence, everyone is actually a bird. They are all militaristic.

  As for the saying that the people don’t have a living… in the whole Three Kingdoms period, there is still a place where the people can live?

   It can only be said that it depends on which person in power has a better way of managing people's livelihood.

  Comparing Nanxiang with other places, the ratio of soldiers to civilians in Nanxiang is one to twenty, which is really not too many, and more people can be transferred.

   But the account is not calculated in this way, because Nanxiang is a place that produces golden eggs, and too many manpower is transferred. Once the normal production order is affected, even 10,000 soldiers may not be able to make up for it.

  In addition to this trip to Yuelu, Feng Yong recruited some business backbones to prepare for various basic tasks in Yuelu, and the manpower in Nanxiang was already a little tight.

   Fortunately, Tubie understands the importance of talents. After opening a school, it is used by students during the day and used by employees at night.

  The launch of the night school, the public training system of various technologies, and Nanxiang's unique "teaching and mentoring" atmosphere have allowed him to reserve a considerable number of technical backbones.

  In addition, those slave workers at the bottom have a strong desire to be naturalized, which can make up for the gap caused by the transfer of backbones, so that technical backbones can quickly bring newcomers out.

  Others see that Nanxiang is a place to pick up gold, but they don't know that what Feng Yong values ​​most is the talent supply system he has cultivated through hard work.

   It can be said that Nanxiang is now Feng Yong's grassroots talent training base, and even the soldiers there are future grassroots officers in the hands of the generals of the Nanxiang faction. You can't draw blood on it, otherwise it will not be worth the loss.

   It's just that the training cost of the grassroots backbone of the army is a bit high, which makes Feng Yong a little distressed.

   "Soldiers who are disabled and can no longer go to the battlefield, pay attention to arrange them after they recover from their injuries. If you want, then try to arrange them in Yuejuan. After all, this is a newly opened place, and the racecourse needs a lot of management."

   "I explained the truth to them clearly. If I go back to Nanxiang, although I don't have to worry about food and clothing, in the long run, my future future may not be as good as that in Yuejuan."

  Where there is life, there is death, and where there is injury, there is disability.

  The development and construction of Yuelu requires a large number of stewards, grassroots managers, and even backbones. Retired disabled soldiers who are quite organized and can recognize common words are extremely suitable candidates.

   This can be regarded as finding a new way out for them.

   After all, only when others have no worries can they go into battle and kill the enemy with peace of mind. Feng Yong has always spared no effort in this regard: only when others go into battle desperately can he live a peaceful life in the rear.

   "Also, when we return to Qiongdu this time, we must remember to let the people below discuss, especially those casualties, how to better kill the enemy, how to better avoid casualties, we must take notes."

   "It's very important to compile it into a book and then promote it in the whole army. You two should do this job together. You must do it yourself, and you must not do it by others."

  Learning experience can make people grow better, and learning lessons can make people grow faster.

  If you want to reduce the deaths of soldiers in Nanxiang, it is necessary to conduct a post-war summary.

  This is the difference between Nanxiang soldiers and soldiers of this era. They don't need to sum up their survival experience on the battlefield dozens or even dozens of times like other soldiers.

  How many people can have this kind of luck to survive from the battlefield more than ten times or even dozens of times?

   After such a comparison, the hard training in the past few years is actually worthwhile.

   "No."

  Huang Chong and Wang Xun agreed together.

  The Nanxiang soldiers were dispatched this time, they acted quickly, they must advance in every battle, and they are not afraid of death, which is enough to show that the brother's military drill is a rare art of war, and it also shows that the brother has a great strategy in his chest.

  Although some of the elder brother's neutral rules in the army make people feel very strange, but presumably there must be some deep meaning.

   "For the rest, follow the rules Nanxiang made earlier."

  In fact, Nanxiang had already formulated detailed rules for these situations, but this time was the first time that Nanxiang soldiers were officially dispatched on a large scale. Feng Yong seemed to take it very seriously, so he nagged for a long time.

  Huang Chong and Wang Xun stood there and listened carefully without any slack.

  The elder brother's authority is getting stronger and stronger, and it is easy to talk about it on weekdays, but when it comes to serious business, it always makes people feel that he is not the same person as usual.

After explaining this, Feng Yong walked to the side of the ditch, washed the mud off his feet, then took the wooden clogs that were put aside and put them on, waved to the barbarian children in the distance, showed a kind smile, and pointed fish basket.

  The barbarian child nodded repeatedly, grinned, patted his chest, and shouted in substandard Chinese, "My lord, I understand."

  The two are very harmonious and harmonious.

  Feng Yong smiled and signaled, then turned and walked back, "Let's go, take me to see those wounded soldiers."

  Huang Chong turned his head and looked at the large fields filled with water, and finally couldn't help but asked, "Brother, why are you putting fish in this field?"

   "For the fertile field."

  After several years of exercise and timely nutritional supplements, Feng Yong's figure is very tall, walking in the forefront, giving people a sense of majesty.

   "In this newly opened paddy field, there are weeds in the soil. If you put fish in it, you can eat the grass, and secondly, the fields where fish are raised must be more fertile."

   Feng Yong explained.

   Then he pointed to the guide and said, "I asked Jufu to lead the troops to go south along the Sunshui River Valley. In fact, the main purpose is to visit Dingju County."

   "Before I came from Jincheng, I had already inquired. There is a salt pond in Dingju, Yuejuan. When Jufu finds out the way, we can use Dingchu's salt to pickle salted fish."

  Salted fish is a good thing. It is both meat and salt in it. It can be stored for a long time, it will not deteriorate easily, it is easy to transport, and it is easy to eat. If the condition is really bad, you can just pick it up and eat it as a staple food.

  If you put a piece of salted fish in the bowl when cooking, steam it softly at will, the taste will be better.

   It is simply a must-have product for marching and fighting.

  Why is it said that Greater Sichuan was the last rear of China during the Anti-Japanese War?

  Because it is really a treasure land given to China by God.

  The terrain is difficult, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Surrounded by mountains, there are not only grain production bases, but also rich mineral resources. The reserves of iron and coal are amazing.

  Even seeing that it is far away from the sea, God even arranged abundant salt wells for it, and even made up for the shortcoming of salt shortage that is common in the inland.

   Isn’t this a treasure land?

   "Is there a salt pond in Dingchi?"

Huang Chong thought for a while, and then asked, "Remember, isn't there a tribe of barbarians in Dingche? The salt and iron are huge profits, and the barbarians are short of salt. If we take away the salt pond in Dingche, I'm afraid The barbarians who are sure will be dissatisfied."

  At this time, you can see the difference between Huang Chong, a son of the aristocratic family, and Wang Xun, who came from grassroots.

  Because of the background of the aristocratic family, Huang Chong's vision is indeed far-sighted and wiser than Wang Xun.

   "That's why I asked Jufu to explore the way ahead."

  Feng Yong smiled lightly, "Whoever is dissatisfied is his business. Whether I take back Yanchi or not is my business."

   No matter how weak the big Han is, the Han army is still an insurmountable mountain for the barbarians.

  The two sides really want to let go of the fight, and it is not much different from the beauty Xi Dasha of the later generations, and the gap may even be greater.

  The reason for not fighting is because it is not worth fighting in many cases, or the cost of sending troops is really out of proportion to the reward.

  Dingjia is located in a remote place. From Qiongdu to Dingjia, you have to go down along Sunshui until you reach the confluence of Sunshui and Lushui, and then cross Lushui to reach Dingcha.

  From this point of view, sending troops to Dingchi is indeed a high-cost action.

  But according to the news that Yanniu tribe Langli got from there, Feng Yong knew that the Dongqu tribe had wanted to unite with the Zhuoma tribe and Yanniu tribe in the north, and the handsome Lang Cen of Dingchu in the south, and planned to besiege Qiongdu together.

   It's just that Dongqubu's plan to delay time failed first, and then it was struck by Zhang Ni's thunder, and it didn't take long for it to be defeated, so the joint plan was naturally stillborn.

   It would not be a good thing for Lang Cen to be included in the joint list by Dongqubu.

   What's more, although Lang Cen sent someone to tell Eshun that he was willing to submit to the ghost king, but since Feng Yong, the ghost king, came to Yuexuan for so long, he didn't even send anyone over.

  So in Feng Yong's opinion, this Dingjia County must definitely send troops there. As for how many troops to send, it depends on whether Lang Cen really wants to surrender or is pretending to be superficial.

  If you really surrender, and the ghost king wants to take back the salt pond of Dingjia, why don't you hurry up and obediently offer it with both hands?

  If it’s superficial, then start typing.

  Big Han vs barbarian, that is the full-fledged domineering CEO Fan, there is no need to discuss it.

  Feng Yong likes this kind of overbearing very much. Whether others like it or not is none of his business?

   Time has entered May, and news finally came from Jufu who went south.

  After crossing Lushui, Jufu was about to enter Dingcha, but was rejected by Dingcha's handsome Lang Cen.

  Goufu asked for supplies on the grounds of lack of food and grass after the long journey, but Lang Cen refused again, and tried to encourage the tribes around Dingcha to attack Jufusuo and drive them back to the east of Lushui.

  Jufu's soldiers were less than 300 soldiers, but they were not afraid because they had enough dry food.

He first built a camp in a dangerous place to the west of Lushui, while sending people to report to Qiongdu as soon as possible, and at the same time sending people to spread the word: Lang Cen violated the ghost king's will, and disaster is imminent, just like the Dongqu The department and the horse department are average.

  When the Yi people heard the rumors, they all had doubts and did not dare to attack with all their strength. Some even secretly sent food and drink to Jufu's camp.

  After receiving the report from Jufu, Feng Yong sneered, "This wolf Cen is afraid of wolves and tigers, acts indecisively, is greedy for small gains and cherishes his own life, and does not cause trouble."

   "I heard that Lang Cen is quite famous in Dingchi and won the hearts of barbarians, but I don't know why Feng Changshi gave this person such an evaluation?"

  Dark-skinned, flat-faced, typical barbarian-looking Meng Yan heard Feng Yong's words and asked very modestly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with calling others barbarians.

  Feng Yong took a look at Meng Yan. This guy is quite capable, but the key is that he has a dark heart and a thick skin. He is indeed a material for an official.

   "That Lang Cen first said that he wanted to submit to the big man, and then he wanted to join forces with the Dongqubu. It's just a matter of both ends. The key is that he probably doesn't know what he wants to do."

   "Rejecting General Ju to enter Dingjia is an act of rebellion against the big man, but he was indifferent when General Ju crossed the river. It is probably because he was afraid of offending us too deeply and just wanted to keep his position in Dingjia."

   "The way to do things is not to act indecisively, what is it to be greedy for small gains and cherish one's life?"

   "If the barbarians in the south of China rebelled, they would rely on the difficult terrain, but now he allows General Ju to gain a firm foothold on the west side of the Lushui River, which actually puts him at a disadvantage. By doing so, I affirm that he is not in danger."

  "I once heard someone say that if you don't do it first, or if you don't stop, if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent. This wolf cen, half of what he does, and half of it, has no heart, what is the point?"

  Meng Yan sighed in admiration when he heard the words.

  At the same time, he thought to himself, the phrase "do nothing but keep doing nothing", is he probably talking about himself? Otherwise, where does the power of the ghost king come from?

  Thinking like this, my heart is even more awe-inspiring, and I have a deeper understanding of the cruelty of a certain gentleman.

  In May of the fourth year of Jianxing, Feng Yong chose 300 soldiers from Nanxiang and 1,000 soldiers from the barbarians who were good at mountain roads. He ordered Huang Chong and Wang Xun to lead them to help Jufu.

At the same time, in a large manor in Mianzhu County, Guanghan County, a young gentleman begged bitterly, "Guan Zhang, my family has been following Patriarch Zhang for three generations, why are we about to be evicted all of a sudden? Did you make a mistake?"

   "The millet grows only now, and the family doesn't even have food in stock. Leaving Zhuangzi, this is driving us to a dead end!"

   Steward Zhang held his head up, with a sneer on his face, "Whether you will die or not is a matter for the court. The court said that no one is allowed to stay idle in Zhuangzi, and all must register with the government, otherwise the master will be punished."

"In the past two years, have there been fewer people released by the master's family? Isn't it all forced by the court? The master's family is considerate of you, who will be considerate of the master's family? It's not that I deliberately make things difficult for you, but the government is making things difficult for everyone, understand? ?”

   "Steward Zhang, even if we want to let us leave Zhuangzi, we have to wait for Guzi..."

  Young gentleman wanted to speak again, but Guanshi Zhang waved his hand impatiently, and Zhuang Ding behind him rushed forward and drove everyone out of Zhuangzi.

  At the same time, all the rags in the thatched cottage were thrown out.

  For a while, inside and outside Zhuangzi, there were cries and pleadings, continuously connected.

   "Lang Jun, what shall we do?"

  The tenants stood in the field holding the black and rags in their arms, their faces were all dazed and at a loss, they only felt that the sky was bright and blue, but it was extremely gloomy.

  Many of them have worked for the master's family for a whole life, or even two or three lives. They really didn't expect the master's family to be so cold-hearted and drive people away when they say they want to drive them away.

  The young man looked at Zhuangzi with anger in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly, "This bastard!"

   It's just that he scolded and scolded, but he didn't know what to do for a while. According to the current situation of his family, he might starve to death on the side of the road in less than three days.

  The steward of Zhuangzi stood on a high place, watching those lowly tenants hovering around Zhuangzi, unwilling to leave for a long time, with a sneer on his face.

   "What do the rest of Zhuangzi say?"

   "Returning to Manager Zhang, they are all thanking the master's family for their great kindness, saying that they are thanking the master's family for giving them a bite of food."

"That's good."

   Steward Zhang nodded in satisfaction.

  This year, the main family decided to use eight ox plows in all the villages. It is useless to keep these extra tenants, and they still eat rations for free. They are worried that they have no excuse to drive them away.

   I didn't expect that the government would give us a handle.

  While thinking about this, suddenly there was a commotion among the tenants outside Zhuangzi, and at the same time there was a faint shout.

   After a while, I saw that they turned their heads and ran in one direction at the same time.

  In May of the fourth year of Jianxing, civil unrest broke out in Mianzhu County, Guanghan County, north of Jincheng.

The reason is that Zhang Ji, the prefect of Guanghan, enforced the law strictly when checking the number of farms and people of the big households. At the same time, he strongly demanded that the big households must take the initiative to report the concealed population and land, otherwise they would be punished, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the aristocratic families in Guanghan County. .

  So the aristocratic family cooperated on the surface, but secretly expelled the tenants in the farm, turning them into refugees and obstructing the investigation of the population.

  For a while, Mianzhu County was full of refugees, and the government was unable to gather them in time.

  At the same time, the aristocratic family spread rumors that it was caused by the harsh government implemented by the imperial court.

  So the refugees, who had nowhere to go and no food to eat, panicked and began to attack the county under the instigation of caring people.

  Although Zhang Ji led troops to exterminate them in time, many people still scattered in the mountains and forests and became bandits.

   There was a man named Zhang Mu, who gathered a lot of people and roared between Guanghan and Mianzhu, causing disasters everywhere. Even the military supplies that the prime minister of the Han Dynasty transported to Hanzhong for the Northern Expedition were plundered.

  The news spread to Jincheng, and the court was shaken.

  (end of this chapter)