MTL - Farmer of Shu Han-Chapter 1172 before the war

  Chapter 1172 Before the war

   "Guo Xun?"

   Facing the name proposed by Feng Duhu, General Zhenbei Pei Qian thought for a while, then shook his head and said:

   "Excuse me for my ignorance, Qian has never heard of such a character in Hedong."

  The Guardian of the Central Committee personally visited the door. For Pei Qian who voluntarily surrendered from the State of Wei, this was something that should not be underestimated.

  It was just that he was a little uneasy when he couldn't give any useful answers to the questions from the Central Guard.

  He glanced at Feng Duhu, and raised his mouth slightly:

   "Zhongduhu, is this person not from Hedong, or has he changed his name on purpose?"

  Pei Qian is a descendant. Although his status seems to be very respected, he rarely participates in the affairs of the court.

  However, he has also heard about Wei Yanzhi's name.

  Aside from Wei Yan's bad temper, who would dare to underestimate Wei Yan when it comes to military matters?

  Guo Xunneng has gained Wei Yan's trust in military matters, so his talent is not low.

  According to Feng Duhu, this person was even recommended by Wei Yan to join the army as the governor of Hedong.

   Those who were personally recommended by the general to join the army, and then received by the government for their own use, are generally regarded as people who are valued by the general.

  How could such a person be an unknown person?

  Feng Duhu nodded:

   "I have this suspicion too."

  Pei Qian took the initiative to say:

   "Then Qian wrote to Hedong and asked them about the situation there."

  Although Feng Duhu didn't mention it, Pei Qian couldn't be ignorant.

   After all, who told that guy to claim to be from Hedong?

   Otherwise, the dignified guard in the middle of the day is busy with everything, so he can go to your house to chat with you if he has nothing to do?

   "That's fine."

  Feng Duhu nodded noncommittally, and then said:

   "The land registration and household registration have almost been cleaned up on the east side of the river."

  Feng Duhu went to Pei Qian's mansion specifically, not just for Guo Xun's matter.

  Besides, to Feng Duhu, Guo Xun was just a trivial matter, and it wasn't worth his trip himself.

  He came here this time mainly for the overall situation of Hedong.

   "According to the rules of the imperial court, regardless of adult men and women, as long as they are 16 years old, they can be allocated 50 acres of land. Children under the age of 16 can be allocated 30 acres of land."

  Feng Duhu looked at Pei Qian, his tone and expression were somewhat meaningful:

   "However, as long as you get the land, you are considered as a person registered with the government."

   "According to Mr. Pei's estimate, how many people in the Pei family still have the land?"

  The Hedong Rebellion caused heavy losses to the Hedong family.

   It’s not just because the fields that were privately swallowed up in the early years were forced to spit out again.

   Even the hidden population has to be sent out to re-register their household registration.

  The sharing of Ding Ding into mu is to incorporate the poll tax into the land tax.

  People can hide, but the ground has no legs.

  So no matter how many people you hide, what's the use?

  The government only collects taxes based on the actual acres of land in your family.

   Population and arable land are one of the foundations for aristocratic families to control social resources.

   Now that most of Feng has been shoveled out, how can it not make the Hedong family terrified?

   Fortunately, someone Feng knows the truth of giving a sweet date with a stick.

   Stuffed a large amount of cotton into their mouths again, which was considered to temporarily appease those aristocratic families.

  In fact, Feng Duhu knew very well that the follow-up impact of spreading the money into the mu did not stop there.

  This policy will hinder the development of the plantation model of the big family.

  Because it will divide the big family into small families connected by the blood of close relatives.

  The reason is also very simple.

  Because of the government's division of land and sharing of land by head, coupled with Dahan's farming techniques.

   Let a family of several people have the possibility to achieve food and clothing by themselves.

   No longer need to rely on the big family to resist the unpredictable natural and man-made disasters.

  The so-called natural disasters and man-made disasters not only refer to natural disasters and military chaos, but also exorbitant taxes from the government.

   Attached to the big family and became a hidden population, although they got a temporary peace.

   But the price is that from now on, you will live in the shadows, life and death are involuntary, your children and grandchildren will be slaves, and there will be no future for them.

  However, there is still some hope in life, how many people would think about living this kind of life?

  Even if you only think about your children and grandchildren, if you are a parent, who is willing to harm your children and grandchildren unless you have to?

  Divide the fields and stalls into mu according to the head, giving hope of food and clothing.

  The establishment of schools and the implementation of imperial examinations are to give the world the hope of being promoted.

  Two-pronged approach, whether it is the struggle in front of the eyes, or the hope in the distance, it is considered to be there.

  At least until the population of the Central Plains does not exceed the carrying capacity of the land, the small farmers can maintain the stability of the small peasant economy.

  As for the border areas, because of the inflow of Hu Yi population—don’t care what kind of inflow it is—it can provide free labor and form a completely different development model from the Central Plains.

  The territory of Dahan is large enough for the two economic models to coexist—even in the era of large industries, uneven regional economic development is also the norm.

   As for what will happen in the future, it depends on which economic model is more dynamic.

  According to Feng Duhu's thinking, the big man should be resting and recuperating in the past few years, and at the same time use this to carry out the New Deal.

  As long as you manage well, sooner or later the gap in national strength with Wei will be widened. When the time is right, you can put a large army in the frame and go directly to A and you're done.

  Who would have expected that Sun Shiwan, a good-for-nothing ally, would request to send troops, which happened to be what old Wei Wei insisted on showing off.

   This was the reason why Feng Duhu was furious.

  As soon as Wei Yan sends troops, the situation will become tense, which is very likely to affect the New Deal that Hedong is implementing.

  So when it was time to dispatch troops, Feng Duhu came to talk to Pei Qian.

   In fact, he wanted to warn the Hedong family through Pei Qian not to make any small moves at this time.

   Guo Xun has nothing to do with the Hedong family, so that would be the best.

  If this person is really a trick of the aristocratic family, then it is an attitude for Feng Duhu to mention this person himself at this time.

  Pei Qian is not an ignorant person if he is able to do the ministerial decree.

  He heard that Feng Duhu first asked about Guo Xun, and then suddenly mentioned the matter of population and farmland, and his heart immediately trembled.

   Could someone be so bold as to use this matter to hinder the implementation of the New Deal?

  Thinking about it this way, Pei Qian didn't dare to be sloppy in the slightest, and hurriedly said:

   "Don't worry, the Central Guard, our Pei family has already counted the number of people in each house, and there are more than 20,000 people in total."

  Although he was mentally prepared, Feng Duhu couldn't stop taking a deep breath when he heard this number.

   More than 20,000 mouths?

  How many people are there in the entire Hedong now?

  Pei's family alone has hidden so many people, what about other families?

   This is the number of people who have experienced the Riot of the Hadong Tuntian Ke.

  No wonder that in the original history, after Sima Jin unified the whole country, the population of registered households was checked, and the population soared from more than 7 million to more than 25 million.

   Probably also aware of the appalling amount he said, Pei Qian coughed in embarrassment, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it for a while.

   On the contrary, Feng Duhu came back to his senses and smiled:

   "He Dong Pei's family is really thriving!"

   "The Central Capital Hu Mi praised..."

   The corner of Feng Duhu's mouth twitched, are you sure I'm complimenting you?

   Of course Pei Qian knew that this was not a compliment, but what could he say?

   You can't say that someone surnamed Feng is not the son of a son in front of the Central Guard, making the people of Hedong miserable.

   Now you can still spare manpower to clear the land registration. Doesn’t this force everyone to pay taxes truthfully in the future?

  If you don’t release more than 20,000 people, but still want to hide them like before, wouldn’t you have to keep them for nothing?

  I've only heard of Pixiu who only eats but doesn't pull it. How can there be any good people who raise slaves for nothing?

  The words have come to this point, as long as Pei Qian is not a fool, or pretending to be a fool, then he should understand what the purpose of Feng Duhu's visit is.

   Chatted with Pei Qian for a while, and mentioned Pei Xiu who was actually surveying the terrain in Hedong, and then Feng Duhu left.

   After leaving Pei's mansion, Chief Guard Feng Du let out a sigh of relief.

  What I can do, I have already done.

   Now we are waiting for the news of the dispatch of troops from Hedong.

  To be honest, Feng Duhu, who is in Chang'an, can't do much for this battle that Wei Yan has the full authority to command.

  Just like when he was in Longyou and Liangzhou back then, the prime minister in Hanzhong basically had no restrictions on him.

  As long as it is not a rebellion, he can decide the big and small matters.

   After all, there is no radio, and we really have to wait for the news from the front line to come back. The day lily is cold.

   Now that I am sitting in this position, I understand how rare the trust that the prime minister had in me back then was.

   "Master, do you want to go home?"

  The personal guard interrupted Feng Duhu's thoughts.

   Looking up, Chang'an Avenue is bustling with people and cars.

   Compared with when I first entered Chang'an, I don't know how many times more prosperous it is.

  In addition to the impact of the emperor's relocation of the capital, important departments such as the Han United Reserve Bureau, the Exchange, and the Royal Academy have also moved here.

   Let pedestrians and business travelers come along like a shadow, which naturally greatly promotes the excitement of Chang'an.

   "Don't rush home, go to the market first."

   "Here."

  Compared to the hustle and bustle of Chang'an, the people in Hedong finally felt the breath of war again after enjoying years of peace.

   Teams of cavalry crossed from the other side of the river and headed east.

  Tall horses, sharp weapons, and distinctive armor all show that this is an elite division.

   "Is this going to war again?"

  The old farmer standing on the ground looked at the endless soldiers on the official road, couldn't help smacking his lips, shaking his head and sighing:

   "It's only been stable for a few years? In this world, when will it end..."

   "Old man, are you scared?"

   A young gentleman who was sitting on the ground resting with his trousers on his legs, saw the old farmer's appearance, and couldn't help but asked with a smile.

   "Can you not be afraid? This good time has only passed a few days, who is not afraid that the Wei thief will come again?"

  The old farmer did not shy away from his own thoughts, and then looked at the marching army on the official road with a worried look on his face:

   "Looking at this posture, I'm afraid there will be a big fight."

  The young gentleman was not worried, he stroked the tape measure used to measure the land, then raised his head and squinted:

   "There are big men and other elites, are you afraid that Wei thieves will come over? I am afraid that the old man has never seen such soldiers?"

   "Who do you look down on?" The old farmer sat down on the ground like the young man, "Hedong, I have never seen such elite soldiers."

   "But when I was in Jizhou, I saw a similar cavalry army under Nanpi City."

   "Jizhou Nanpi?"

  The young man was shocked when he heard the words:

   "The old man has actually been to Jizhou?"

   "It's not that I've been there, the old man is originally from Jizhou."

  The old farmer picked up the water bag and took a sip of water. There was a look of nostalgia on his face, probably because he remembered his hometown, and his tone was a bit sad:

   "After Yuan Jizhou (that is, Yuan Shao) died of illness, Cao Cao led the army across Hebei and fought with Yuan Tan, the son of Yuan Jizhou, in Nanpi."

   "The two sides fought for a long time. It was not until Cao Cao sent tiger and leopard cavalry that he beheaded Yuan Tan and captured Nanpi."

  The old farmer said, signaling to the officers and men on the official road:

   "The tiger and leopard cavalry are very similar to the current Han cavalry army..."

  The young man was shocked:

   "The old man has actually seen a tiger and a leopard ride with his own eyes?"

  The old farmer smiled indifferently:

   "That's an old story. After Cao Cao crossed Hebei, there was chaos in Jizhou, and Cao Cao, who always likes to massacre cities."

   "So the old man felt that Jizhou couldn't stay anymore, so he took advantage of the military chaos and fled Jizhou until he arrived in Hedong, which was considered stable."

  Although the old farmer did not mention why he was able to see the tiger and leopard ride with his own eyes, the young man knew that the story that the old farmer had skipped before him was probably not simple.

   Just seeing that the other party didn't want to talk about it in detail, he wisely didn't ask.

   Probably opened the chatter box, and the old farmer babbled:

   "If you want to say that when the Central Plains and Hebei were in turmoil, there were still the fewest wars in Hebei, so people who fled Hebei like to run here the most."

  But the young man seems to be more interested in tiger and leopard riding:

   "Old man, you said you have seen tiger and leopard cavalry, so which one do you think is stronger, tiger and leopard cavalry or the cavalry in front of you?"

   "Du Langjun, what you said is simply uneasy and kind!"

  The old farmer was not fooled, pointing at the young man surnamed Du with a smile, "Besides, the old man is just a farm tool maker. How can I know such things before the battle?"

  Du Yu also laughed, moved closer, and said flatteringly:

   "Old man, just treat it as a small talk in your busy schedule, and tell me!"

   "Why don't you let me listen and relax for the sake of my hard work these days, okay?"

   "I promise not to speak out."

  After Du Yu arrived in Hedong, he first took the farmers to repair canals, build earthworks, etc., and then ran around to help everyone measure the acres of land.

  As long as the family can get the fields, who doesn't like these young gentlemen sent by the government?

  Hearing what Du Yu said at this time, the old farmer was willing to say a few more words:

   "I really don't know who is more powerful. The key to victory in this battle depends not only on the soldiers at the bottom, but also on who leads the army."

   "You know, Tiger and Leopard Cavalry are elites who have fought with Cao Cao for many years and experienced countless lives and deaths."

  Pointing to the official way, the old farmer said, "This cavalry army is fine, but compared with the real tiger and leopard cavalry, the blood seen may still be a little less."

"oh."

  Du Yu nodded half-understanding, "I don't know who is leading this cavalry army? I wonder if it's Feng Zhongduhu?"

  In March of the fourth year of Yanxi, General Anhan and Zhang Bao, the leader of the Central Army, led the Southern Army to cross the Dahe and enter the Hedong.

  (end of this chapter)