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Chapter 763 What a good group of labor

Liao Jin left.

Leaving aside his official position, he followed Palace Master Chang Ning.

"That's Lang Jun's aunt."

Yiniang hugged Ah Liang and said softly, "When she was in the palace, His Majesty loved her very much. It's a pity that Liao Jin, an idiot, missed her forever."

Yiniang probably wanted to say that men are not good, but after looking at Yang Xuan, she finally held back.

As soon as Liao Jin left, the back of Jiedushi's mansion became vacant.

"Turn it up again." Yang Xuan explained the matter, and went to inspect it himself.

The autumn harvest is just around the corner, and the Beiliao scouts are ready to move.

Even small groups of horse thieves are watching, waiting for the wheat to be harvested and then grabbing a handful.

Without food, a horse thief is a beggar!

Yang Xuan rode his horse and walked slowly along the official road with hundreds of riders.

"This year has been a good harvest."

The sun was good, and the fields on both sides of the official road were full of farmers harvesting.

Even the kids are helping and the dogs are running around as if they are busy.

Yang Xuan dismounted and walked over.

"It's the deputy envoy!" A farmer said happily.

The farmers straightened up one after another, Yang Xuan said with a smile: "When harvesting, even if the emperor comes, he has to help, sickle."

Wu Da handed over the sickle, Yang Xuan bent down, held a handful of straw in his left hand, and waved it with his right.

Swish!
The sharp sickle easily cut through the straw, startling Yang Xuan.

This is too sharp!
"Who bought this?" He looked up and asked.

Wu Da said: "It was sent by someone from the king of Wei in Chang'an. It is said that the king of Wei built it himself."

The old thief said: "The villain has looked for someone to see, and he said it was made of steel."

Hundreds of steel smelting to make sickles...

Yang Xuan continued to harvest.

Until a field is harvested clean.

Lifting his waist, he found that the farmers around him were all looking at him.

"The deputy envoy is good at farm work!" An old farmer said, "We can tell at a glance whether this has been done or not."

Yang Xuan said: "Back then, in the countryside, I worked in the fields with adults when I was six years old. After ten years old, I was just like adults, harvesting, beating, and doing everything. So I know! Every grain of this food is hard-earned ,Need to cherish."

"The deputy envoy also came from a hard life?" Someone was surprised.

Bitter than you!
Yang Xuan asked with a smile: "This year's harvest is bumper, do you dare to grow more next year?"

The farmers were silent, and a woman stepped out more courageously and said, "If you don't use up your strength, you have nowhere to go. Why don't you plant the land..."

"Strength can still be used on women!" Someone said wretchedly.

Immediately, he was chased and killed by the old farmer beside him with his shoes.

Yang Xuan smiled, "Continue."

The woman said: "I'm just worried about the Beiliao people in the north, the deputy envoy, I want to ask, will the Beiliao army go south next year?"

"I want to ask whether our Northern Xinjiang Army can resist the invasion of the Northern Liao Army?"

Yang Xuan turned back with a smile, "I won't answer this question, let the soldiers talk about it!"

He pointed to a team member accompanying him.

Zhao Yong didn't expect the deputy envoy to ask himself to answer, he said loudly:

"Beiliao people want to trample on the crops in northern Xinjiang, they have to trample on our corpses first!"

Yang Xuan nodded, "Raising soldiers for thousands of days and using them for a while, the people have worked so hard to support the Northern Border Army, so how should the Northern Border Army repay?"

"Kill the enemy!"

"Defend the homeland!"

The soldiers said loudly.

Yang Xuan's heart moved, and he thought, the ideological education in the army must also be paid close attention to!
Da da da!
The sound of horseshoes came from the front, and a team of scouts was galloping towards Tao County.

Wu Da led people to intercept, "The deputy envoy is here!"

A team was being brought over, and he saluted, "Deputy envoy, a team of Rangers from the Neizhou Northern Liao Army came."

Yang Xuanzheng was thinking of reassuring these farmers, and said with a smile: "I just have nothing to do, let's go!"

Da da da!
Hundreds rode away.

The peasants were stupefied.

"The Northern Liao people are here!"

Someone is muttering.

An old farmer shouted: "Harvest quickly, transport away, and leave nothing for the Beiliao people."

"Hurry up, don't wait for the Beiliao people to kill, no one will be able to escape by then!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the farmers began to be busy harvesting frantically.

The children who are playing are sensible and follow the adults to work and pack things.

Even the dogs who came to the field with their masters behaved a lot, gathered together and looked at the north.

north.

That is the nightmare of northern Xinjiang!
"Quick, ship it back!"

Carts of wheat were pulled back.

But there are still many in the field.

When the cart came back, it brought many old people with it.

"Aon, why are you here!"

"The old man is not old yet."

The old people also joined the harvesting team.

Everyone looked stern, and even the most joking ones kept their mouths shut.

In any year, Northern Xinjiang will inevitably be invaded by the Northern Liao cavalry, and it is impossible to guard against.These Beiliao people are targeting farmers.

Killing farmers, burning and trampling crops, burning down villages... everything is to weaken the strength of northern Xinjiang.

Da da da!
The sound of horseshoes came densely, and the farmers froze and slowly raised their heads.

The women's faces were pale. Once the Beiliao people came, the men would be killed and the women would be taken away. Life would be worse than death.

"Come on Dalang!" The women called to the children.

An old farmer listened, "Hush!"

The crowd was silent.

The old farmer closed his eyes.

"It seems to be... cheerful?"

Da da da!
The sound of hoofs was getting closer.

A big flag fluttered in the wind.

"It's Yang Ziqi!"

"The deputy envoy is back!"

After hundreds of riders came back, Yang Xuan reined in his horse and pointed forward, "Second child!"

"Here!" Wang Laoer came out, and behind him were two elders carrying bulging sacks.

Yang Xuan said: "Drag the past!"

"Leader!"

One by one the heads were tied with ropes, and Wang Lao Er started galloping with a team of guards.

Da da da!
The hoofbeats of the horses were brisk, dragging a bunch of human heads behind them, as if they were in a parade.

A man of half age ran to the side of the official road, turned around happily and shouted: "Aye, it's the head!"

The busy farmers ran over one after another.

The war horse passed by in front of his eyes, and the strings of human heads behind him were rolling in the dust, grinning one by one.

A human head hit a bump on the ground, jumped up suddenly, and then fell heavily, hitting the ground.A few teeth splashed on the ground and were trampled into the ground by the subsequent horseshoes.

This is the Beiliao ranger that the peasants feared just now!

Burning, killing, looting, all kinds of evil!
But at this moment, their heads were repeatedly rubbing against the land in northern Xinjiang.

The farmers slowly looked at Yang Xuan.

The woman exclaimed: "Deputy envoy, you will do what you say!"

Yang Xuan came slowly on his horse.

The farmers couldn't help bowing their heads and saluting.

"No need to be polite!"

Yang Xuan nodded, and said: "Let them drag these heads around to give the common people a reassurance."

Da da da!
The sound of horseshoes spread everywhere, along with those unrecognizable heads.

They brought the will of the Lord of Northern Border: Whoever comes, dies!

……

Chang'an and Beijiang turned their faces.

Bao Dong led people around.

He can be seen in the fields, in the streets and alleys.A farmer today, a businessman tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow...

In a certain brothel, Bao Dong, the prostitute, was cursing in the lobby, "Damn it, he said he didn't kill the deputy envoy. Chang'an is not happy, and they are going to cut off our money and food!"

Several clients were resting, upon hearing this, the old bustard said with a sad face: "Then what should I do!"

A customer said: "Chang'an has been thinking about changing Jiedushi, changing to an obedient one, but the obedient one doesn't work, does it?"

"That's right, last time that Zhang Chumao had something to do. He led the army to go out and was defeated by the striker of the Beiliao people. Bah! It's faster than yeah!"

The old bustard took a look at him, thinking that this kind of person is the benefactor of the brothel!
Undressing and dressing, the time in between is almost negligible.In this way, how many customers can a prostitute receive per day?
But the practical problem interrupted her thoughts, "We don't have enough food in northern Xinjiang. If Chang'an doesn't provide it, what shall we eat?"

"Damn it, you know what it means to play in the Liyuan all day long and take the world?"

"Take it as a daughter-in-law!"

"Hahahaha!"

If the emperor's virtue is bad, it will become a joke of the world.What maintains dignity is only power, and the fear of imperial power for thousands of years.

Bao Dong successfully provoked dissatisfaction with the emperor, and then escaped.

He went to the Jiedu envoy's mansion and reported to Yang Xuan the reactions of the people everywhere to the current situation in northern Xinjiang.

"Most of them are angry, and some have complaints about the deputy envoy. Those people are mostly worthless."

"The common people only want to live a stable life, and they will follow whoever can give them a stable life." Han Ji said.

This is the eternal truth.

He glanced at Bao Dong, he used to be involved in publicity, but now that Bao Dong has entered the Jiedu Ambassador's mansion, this part is gone.

There is never too much power, but Han Ji reminded himself not to be clouded by power.

After Liao Jin left, the wind direction of the entire Jiedushi mansion suddenly changed, and the civil and military officials' attitude towards Yang Xuan became more respectful.

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea, "Chang'an will no longer provide food. With the current arable land in northern Xinjiang, how big is the gap next year?"

Liu Qing shook his head, "It's very big!"

I feel bad for the big one!
Han Ji said: "There is still a lot of land reclamation. But the people have concerns."

"I know that land reclamation is hard work, and the seeds and energy are put in. If the bamboo basket is empty at that time, the whole family will be hungry!"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, "The land that can be reclaimed is in the north, which is far away from the protection of the city. Once the Beiliao people come, they will not be able to escape. Farmers' concerns are generally two of these things."

"It's a little troublesome." Liu Qing said: "We can't let the army protect their farming, right? That's too shameful, and if the army is scattered, it is easy to be attacked by surprise and neglected to practice..."

Han Ji said: "Those tyrants have already said it, next year we plan to see the deputy envoy's jokes. They will reduce the sale of grain..."

"There is always a way."

Yang Xuan said: "There are some people in northern Xinjiang who have nothing to do and can't find anything to do. Gather these people and go to open up wasteland."

"Yes, but it's still not enough," Han Ji said.

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea, "The old and the weak will be eliminated from the army, and 2 people will be used to open up wasteland!"

"The army opened up wasteland?" Liu Qing said: "There is no such precedent! It will affect morale!"

"There is no precedent, then I will give this Tang a whole!" Yang Xuan looked calmly, "Do it!"

Nan He stood up, "Take orders!"

Everyone looked at each other, and Han Ji said: "If [-] troops open up wasteland, how many acres of land will they have? How much will they harvest?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they looked at Yang Xuan with strange eyes.

Unlike another world where military reclamation appeared earlier, the army in this world is overbearing, and there is no money and food in troubled times, so they go to plunder and capture captives to farm the land.

Army farming does not exist!
Yang Xuan continued: "The captives also participated in reclamation while building roads."

He stood up and pointed to his head, "In everything, there are more solutions than difficulties. You should open your mind and don't be restricted by those so-called precedents."

Everyone stood up, "take orders."

Yang Xuan looked at the crowd, "After a while, it will be a good time for land reclamation. The local governments must properly organize and properly manage land reclamation matters. They can only be encouraged, not suppressed. Anyone who hinders land reclamation will be taken down and severely punished!"

"Leader!"

Abruptly agreeing to the promise, Yang Xuan went out.

While walking, he said to Jiang He'er beside him, "Record."

Jiang He'er took out the brochure and charcoal pencils, and looked at him sideways.

"Using the army to cultivate and cultivate, the name is... Tuntian!"

"Tuntian?"

Jiang He'er glanced at Yang Xuan, and the girl's eyes became brighter, and then she wrote down these two words vigorously.

In another world, from the time of Emperor Wenwen of the Han Dynasty, farming has become a powerful tool to feed the army.But it was Boss Cao who carried forward this method.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms were divided, and the eyes of the warlords who killed them were all red.

The population is pitifully small, and the grain paid by farmers every year cannot feed the army at all.

In order to obtain food, but also to ease the conflict, Cao Cao ordered to garrison the fields, and only then did Cao Wei coerce Wu Shu later.

Nan He went to the army to convey Yang Xuan's order, and then Jiang Cunzhong and others began to eliminate the old and the weak.

Yang Xuan went to the Xinshan Gate of the Imperial Academy for inspection.

"I have seen the deputy envoy." Menzi saluted.

"Is the head teacher here?" The autumn wind gusts brought laughter, Yang Xuan looked over and saw Ning Yayun talking with a group of professors at the construction site.

Take a closer look, aren't those running with the logs the students of metaphysics?

When Yang Xuan passed by, Zhong Hui found him first, "Zi Tai is here."

An Ziyu smiled and said: "Liao Jin is gone, he is very busy now, hey! Looks more majestic."

In Ning Yayun's eyes, Yang Xuan's posture remains the same, "Zitai is still the same, but when you wait to see him, you will involuntarily add a hat called Lord of the Northern Border to him.

Immediately, the power of the lord of the northern border was also rooted in the hearts of the others, so they would naturally feel that he was more majestic. "

The ruler flipped and whistled at the fingertips, An Ziyu looked at Ning Yayun calmly.

Ning Yayun coughed dryly, "The same goes for the old man."

"Teacher, Si Ye, why did you let the disciples come?" Yang Xuan approached and asked.

Ning Yayun twitched her tail, "Cultivation is cultivation, cultivation techniques, but all purposes are for cultivating the mind. If you want to cultivate the mind, you must first endure hardship."

"How do you say that?" Yang Xuan asked, his eyelids twitched when he saw those delicate female disciples also carrying logs.

"Life is born to be bitter!"

Ning Ya rhyme said concisely.

Yang Xuan nodded, "Life is suffering!"

The two smiled at each other, and Yang Xuan said: "The autumn harvest is here, and it's time to sacrifice. Metaphysics first grabs a place for sacrifice."

Autumn harvest sacrifice, this is the rule in northern Xinjiang.

There was no way to go back to Lin'an, so Yang Xuan ordered people to forge a memorial tablet.The scope of this sacrificial ceremony is wider, and it is the soldiers who died in the whole northern Xinjiang.

Ning Yayun looked at the teaching assistants.

What a group of workers!
"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)