Hengdao Sixteen Kingdoms

Chapter 506 Zaoyi Lang

Although there is insufficient rain in the north of the Yellow River this year, the weather in the south of the Yellow River is relatively smooth, with no natural or man-made disasters, and most states and counties have a flat harvest.

However, Nanyang and several states on both sides of the Huai River had good harvests.

I don't know, but I am shocked by the comparison. The grain output of Nanyang County is almost more than that of the entire Youzhou.

This was still when Nanyang encountered a war.

Nanyang in the Eastern Han Dynasty was the imperial township, with 37 counties and a population of 240 million. It was the largest county in the world. Yuan Shu rose from here and dominated the area.

The so-called Land of Abundance may not be comparable to the Nanyang Basin.

Therefore, Wang Meng always supervised the town of Nanyang, looking south to Jingxiang and west to Guanzhong.

A bumper harvest in the Huaihe River Basin is inevitable.

In the past few years, Zhou Qian has been squatting in Pengcheng, building water conservancy, reclaiming wasteland, expanding official roads, basically restoring the grandeur of Huaiying when Deng Ai ruled, and turning both sides of the Huai River into the granary of Daliang.

Food from various places was sent to Yecheng one after another through waterways, and the treasury was once again enriched.

After the autumn harvest, the people, inspired by military merit and nobility, frantically reclaimed wasteland.

Being able to obtain a title simply by farming was something that had not happened in hundreds of years.

"We, Daliang, really treat me as a national!" In the fields, a few strong young men tanned by the autumn sun chatted happily while drinking water.

"No, back then Jie Zhao and I were as lowly as pigs and dogs and didn't even have a full meal. Now it really seems like a dream."

Jie Zhao has only been in the past few years, and the past is unbearable to look back on, and the tragic memories are still lingering in everyone's hearts.

After comparing the two sides, Liang Guo's hesitation came.

"Meeting such a holy king is a blessing gained over many lifetimes. Tighten your belt and pay double the tax this year!"

The taxes in Liang State were extremely low, and the mountains and rivers were open to encourage the people to fish and hunt. Life was many times better than in previous years. Even if the taxes were doubled, people could still live comfortably.

"Only twice as much? Someone in the West Village paid five times as much!" The one-year-old man held out five fingers.

Everyone gasped, and then became angry again, "The Wuhuan Shacai gang from Youzhou in the West Village have never had a good life!"

"Guys, if I miss my dormitory, could I ask for a bowl of herbal tea?"

While several people were cursing, a young civil servant appeared beside the official road, riding a donkey.

The soap clothes, quilts, paper bags, and long swords all look like the disciples of the Shangwu Hall in Yecheng who came out to collect information and inquire about the sufferings and grievances of the people.

As long as you report it, there will be a response within ten days.

The people felt very close to him and called him Zaoyi Lang.

But there was something special about this man. He had an emerald green flute tied around his waist, and he was riding on a donkey. His expression was gentle and his attitude was free and easy.

"Easy to say, easy to say." A few people were not afraid, and quickly poured a pottery bowl of cold boiled water and handed it over, thinking to themselves that his voice was so loud just now, so he must have heard everything.

But just listen to it. Today's world is no longer Jie Zhao. The Liang court has always been tolerant to its people and common people.

The young man got off the donkey and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing the drink, he handed it back respectfully and said with a bow, "Thank you very much."

"Young Master is so polite. It's getting late today and we can't make it to Dong'a City. If you don't mind being shabby, you can spend a night in my house."

"That's right, the young master is a noble person at first glance. Although the world is peaceful now, there are many wolves, tigers and leopards, making it unsafe at night."

Everyone, you speak my word.

"Thank you for your kindness. There is a post station thirty miles ahead. The court has rules not to disturb the people." The young man handed over his hand again and got on the donkey.Once they heard that it was a court rule, they stopped talking and waved goodbye.

The young man took out his flute, put it to his mouth and started playing.

The donkey's steps were gentle and the sound of the flute was melodious, like fairy music coming down to earth. Even the wild geese in the sky came to join in the fun and circled around for several times before heading south. Even a few rude men who didn't know the music were mesmerized by it.

After the song ended, everyone came back to their senses, and one person shouted at the retreating figure: "My surname is Mr. Gao?"

"King Huanye——" the voice came from far away.

"King Huanye? What a strange name. Could it be the king of Yecheng?"

"Bah, why hasn't Daliang ever been crowned king?"

The setting sun, wild geese, green donkeys, people, and fertile fields gradually merge into one...

Changan.

"Sichuan is a land of abundance, and it is the property of the emperor. What is your intention in taking Hanzhong and then trying to conquer Shu? To unify the world, you will have Daliang officers and men to do it. There is no need to overstep your boundaries and order the troops to return to Guanzhong. Make sure there is another trouble!"

Fu Jian read the Yecheng edict, and an angry look appeared on his face unconsciously.

Di Qin's respectful service to Liang Guo was just to hide his power and bide his time and buy time for a future break.

Unexpectedly, Liang Guo took it seriously. His tone was not polite at all, and he really made Di Qin the king.

"The Lord of Liang bullied me too much. I attacked Hanzhong, and he ordered Murong Chui and Tuoba Shi Yijian to attack me. Is it unbearable?" Fu Jian threw the yellow silk on the ground and said bitterly.

He was just twenty this year, a time when he was young and vigorous and was not afraid of tigers. The successive victories made him feel a little elated.

"In the past, Gou Jian endured hardships for twenty years and finally defeated the powerful Wu. Now Liang is strong and Qin is weak. We cannot turn against him now. We must take Shu immediately to recuperate and prepare our troops and armor for future wars!" Quan Yi said with cupped hands.

Fu Jian's anger came and went quickly. He smiled conceitedly and said, "Sir, you are wrong! How can Gou Jian be compared with me because he is ruthless and ungrateful? In the past, Chu and Han fought, and Han Gao was defeated by the overlord repeatedly. Gai next battle, Ambush from all sides, finally destroy the powerful Chu. I have a beautiful place in the center, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with sweet springs and valley mouths in the north, Jingwei in the south, Longshu on the right, and Guanban on the left. Riding like clouds, I can attack millions of people. If it is favorable, he will go on the offensive; if it is unfavorable, he will be on the defensive. The First Emperor will annex the six kingdoms of Guandong based on this. This is destiny."

In their eyes, Guanzhong has always suppressed Guandong.

Di Qin and Qin Chao both carry the word Qin, and they have gained a lot of glory.

"What your Majesty said is true. If you capture the center of Shu and form a three-legged alliance, then move vertically and horizontally, and make an appointment with Murong and Huan Wen to attack Liang, great things can be accomplished!" Quan Yi echoed.

At that time, Cao Wei dominated six of the nine states in the world, and still could not break the pattern of the Three Kingdoms.

After capturing Shuzhong, plus Liangzhou, the territory is much larger than Guandong, and it is still unclear who will win.

The two of them were talking with increasing interest.

"Now that the autumn harvest is over and all the food and grass are ready, it is time to move south quickly to attack Shu. Huan Wen must not be prepared. As for the Lord of Liang, he is as lustful as his life. Send him a hundred beauties from the Western Regions and ten carts of Pu Tao wine. First, Just hold on steady." Quan Yi stroked his long beard, his eyes filled with a faint light.

The Liang Kingdom had just experienced a great battle and the soldiers were exhausted. Yecheng carefully studied the news and decided to stop the army and not threaten Guanzhong in a short period of time.

Huan Wen, on the other hand, was focused on Jiangdong and fighting with Jiankang.

Both sides have no energy to care about the west.

If we don't go to Shuzhong at this time, there will be no shop like this after passing this village.

"Send orders to the troops stationed in Hanzhong to attack Shuzhong immediately, and the food will be delivered later!" Fu Jian's tone was extremely firm. Since ancient times, all the forces in Guanzhong have coveted Shuzhong, and they have almost formed a fixed mindset.

When talking about Guanzhong, the first thing is to achieve the power of strengthening Qin.

But they forget that a strong Qin Dynasty did not happen overnight.

(End of this chapter)