Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 553 Negotiation, the furious Yuan Shu!superior

Early the next morning, Mujing set off, with Shuofang Battalion, the First Army of Jingping Army, guarding the outer area, and the Divine Guards stationed inside. He was safe and sound, and headed for Fangling County. Two days later, he arrived at Fangling County.

Fangling County is the easternmost county in Hanzhong. It is close to Dongshan. This is a city surrounded by mountains. Whether it is water or land, it is much worse than other cities in Hanzhong.

It is said that water cannot be diverted into rivers, and most of the land is mountainous, which is barren and pitiful.

Last year, Chen Dao broke into the city first, then Chen Dao abandoned the city, and the city was attacked again by Zhang Suo's mediocre soldiers. The soldiers were like bandits. The discipline of mediocre soldiers is much worse, and it is a disaster for the whole city.

After this kind of destruction, the heritage of Fangling County has been exhausted over the years, and many people still have mourning halls. In the midst of military disasters, those who were accidentally injured, and those who were ruined by soldiers, this small county almost collapsed.

The county magistrate is a young man, a student of Ye Ru's school. His surname is Kou Mingyu and his style name is Rongsheng. Since he took office, he has abolished the bad government and cleaned up the old officials. , far from enough.

On this day, he led the officials of the Fangling County Yamen, as well as the heads of some big gentry families in the city, to wait respectfully at the Shili Pavilion outside the city.

When Mujing's chariots and horses walked in, he went straight forward and saluted: "My subordinate Fangling County Magistrate Kou Yu, pay homage to the lord!"

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Everyone behind him also bowed their heads in salute.

Now the mansion in charge of Hanzhong is Minghou Mansion, and Minghou Mujing is the well-deserved master of Hanzhong. They are not loyal to the Tao of Heavenly Masters. At most, some of them have participated in the Five Dou Rice Sect. For this new master, they must respect themselves.

"You don't have to be so polite!"

Mu Jing got down from the carriage, waved his hands to get everyone up, then smiled slightly at Kou Yu, and said, "This is Kou County magistrate!"

"It's the subordinate!"

Kou Yu nodded.

"Ye Mingsheng said that you are a person who can do things. I believe in Ye Mingsheng's vision, but I only believe in what I see!" Mu Jing walked up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Do you know that I am here this time?" Come on, what's the matter?"

"The Prefect's Mansion has issued a decree stating that the Lord, out of concern for the people in Hanzhong, has personally taken charge of the farm and supervised the spring plowing. The Lord's visit this time must be for the spring plowing of Fangling!" Kou Yu nodded.

Everyone in Hanzhong knows that this Lord Minghou, who has just taken power in Hanzhong, came out from Nanzheng, all the way west, and patrolled many counties. The purpose is for spring plowing, and he naturally knows it.

"But I have traveled all the way, and in some villages and towns I passed, I found that there are still a lot of abandoned fields, and there are not many people who can cultivate them. Why is that so!" Mu Jing asked coldly.

Coming out of Nanzheng, Chenggu County is not close, but it is only a problem with the county government. He abruptly dismissed a few officials, but he was able to set things right and let Chenggu devote himself to the great cause of spring plowing. Xicheng, Shangyong , also made him quite satisfied.

Only this Fangling, what he saw was a piece of deserted farmland. In this way, how to ensure Fangling's defense after autumn, not to mention feeding back to the prefect's mansion, I am afraid that the prefect's mansion will send food relief.

"Your Majesty, it's not that my subordinates are neglecting the order of the prefect's mansion, and my Fangling really can't squeeze too many people to farm. Last year, there was a lot of trouble, and Fangling was the most. Fangling can be said to be ten rooms and nine empty. Mobilizing the people will ultimately fail to take into account the overall situation!"

Kou Yu knelt down, cupped his hands above his head, bowed his head, and said bitterly.

"Fang Ling is so difficult?"

This was beyond Mujing's expectation, he pondered for a while, and said, "Go into the city!"

"Yes!"

Kou Yu stood up and hurriedly opened the way ahead.

Mujing walked all the way in, Fangling County was not that big, and the street was only the width of two carriages going side by side, and the surrounding houses looked a bit dilapidated, and some of them were still burnt-like ruins.

His eyes glanced lightly, and the people here were more miserable than he had imagined. They all seemed to be inactive, their complexions were yellowish, and they were very thin.

During the war, he experienced even more tragic and bloody battlefields.

But nothing compares to these people staring at him entering the city with fearful and expectant eyes, which made his heart ache a little.

These people are afraid of his coming.

It is also expected.

The so-called fear is fear, fear that the official people will catch the strong men, fear that the official people will increase taxes, the so-called expectation, expect the official people to bring hope, hope that someone will feed them...

It was precisely because Mujing could understand these expressions and gazes that he felt his own incompetence.

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After two days of running around, Mu Jing naturally wanted to take a break. He insisted on living in the post station. The post station here is much dilapidated than the post station in Shangyong City, but he still insisted on living here. As pictured.

There is no rule without rules, and the post road in Hanzhong has been abandoned a lot. If the traffic in Hanzhong is to be opened up, the post road must be re-planned and dredged. He must lead by example and discover the ability of the post station.

Before and after the station, the Jingping army has been stationed, and not a single fly can fly in.

In the post station, Mu Jing took a hot bath and felt much refreshed. His hair was loose and he was wearing a robe. He knelt on the middle hall and looked at Ye Zhi, the agricultural official who accompanied him: "Master Ye , do you think Fangling can complete the spring plowing as scheduled?"

"Disaster!"

Ye Zhi cupped his hands and said: "Nong Cao's plan for this spring plowing does not include Fangling. First, the land in Fangling is barren. Second, the traffic in Fangling remains the same. Most of the roads are mountain roads. The mountain roads are rugged and difficult to get in and out. Therefore, no matter whether it is the provision of agricultural tools or the transportation of grain seeds, only [-]% of what they need is sent, and we have used our lieutenant soldiers to cultivate and plant seeds, but no soldiers have come to Fangling!"

"Therefore, you have given up on Fangling!"

"I can't say give up, I can only say, first easy and then difficult!" Ye Zhi said: "Your Majesty has worked hard for this spring plowing. Naturally, we have to reclaim and sow the easiest and richest fields first. Otherwise, how can we guarantee the autumn harvest in the future!"

"Is there no other way!"

"Not for nothing!"

Ye Zhi thought for a while, and said: "As far as I know, some gentry clans have many tenants under their names. If these people can be used, it can alleviate Fangling's difficulties, and then we will arrange to send a batch of farm tools and Grain seeds, at least [-]% of the fertile fields can be guaranteed to be sown!"

"tenant?"

A gleam flashed across Mu Jing's eyes.

The so-called tenants are those who farm for big households without any land. Almost [-]% of the food they grow is owned by the big households, and most of them can't even keep a little rations.

It can be the lowest level of people in this era.

Ordinary farmers, even if they have land to cultivate, can basically maintain a living as long as there is no catastrophe or catastrophe, but tenants, even if the weather is good all year round, many people will starve to death.

"My lord, the secret letter from Secretary Jingwu was sent from Nanyang!"

Huo Yu walked in quickly from the outside: "They wanted to send it to Nanzheng, but they just happened to know that the lord is in Fangling, so they sent it directly to Fangling!"

"You go back first!"

Mu Jing waved his hand, making all the officials and officials to step down.

"promise!"

Everyone saluted, and then took their leave respectfully.

Only then did Mu Jing open the secret letter of wax paint, and then looked carefully, his eyes suddenly burst into a bright light, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently, and he laughed loudly, saying: "Hahaha, Nanyang has already Certainly!"

"Nanyang has been settled?" Huo Yu was a little surprised.

"What a Leihu, he's done a great job, this kid is good, I'm worried that he's worried to death, but he made Lei Bo suffer a lot by keeping silent!" Come, in addition to the big event of spring plowing, it is even closer to Nanyang, and I know the news of Nanyang one step earlier.

So the news reached him one step earlier.

"However, Huang Zhong reacted quickly!"

Mu Jing ignored Huo Yu, and started talking to himself: "Now that Lei Bo's tens of thousands of troops are under siege, it may not be possible to completely strangle them, but if they want to leave, how can they not pay the price, Yuan Shu, Yuan Shu, just Let's see what you can afford!"

(End of this chapter)