I, Liu Bian, Sanxing Han Dynasty

Chapter 428 Village Society
"Then why are there actually not many people willing to go?" Zhuge Jin asked puzzledly.

"In fact, there were people who fled in the past, but they all wanted to fight for their lives because they couldn't survive," said Patriarch Zhao.

"But right now, who wants to gamble as long as they can survive?"

Zhuge Jin was about to explain that this migration to the south was not a gamble, but a matter of great concern to the emperor, but he suddenly realized that this was just his perspective.

But in the minds of ordinary people, they were sent to a place they had never been to before by the government that they could do whatever they wanted. Originally, they could rely on their clans when they encountered problems, but once they moved south and lost the help of their clans, they had no power to resist the evil officials of the government.

Zhuge Jin realized that he had been working in the wrong direction.

What people need is a sense of security.

Here, Chief Zhao saw that Zhuge Jin seemed to have sensed something, so he waited for a while before continuing, "As chiefs, we always have more scruples when doing things. If the tribe members don't want to leave, can we drive them away just to save some money and food?"

"If I do this, I will lose face and be talked about behind my back, but it's not a big deal. But if it affects the unity of the clan, and people are divided when encountering major events, it will be a huge disaster."

……

Ever since hearing what Patriarch Zhao said, Zhuge Jin fell into deep thought.

He already understood what the people lacked.

But unless the whole family moves away, the clan relationship based on blood ties will inevitably be broken due to migration.

What method should be used to replace the clan?

Jia Kui noticed this and chose to give Zhuge Jin some time to think.

Xiahou Lan, who had just finished his work, was unaware of this. He was only thinking about asking Zhuge Jin about Zhao Yun's experience in Luoyang, and did not pay attention to these things.

Zhuge Jin answered all the questions he knew.

As he was talking, he suddenly turned to Xiahou Lan, who was listening attentively, and asked, "Come to think of it, I've always heard you call Zhao Jun 'brother'. Are you related to Zhao Jun?"

Xiahou Lan shook his head and said, "No, I just moved there with my parents when I was young, so my brother and I are neighbors... But my brother has taken care of me since I was a child, and in my heart, my brother is no different from my own brother."

"No difference?" Zhuge Jin muttered, and this sentence seemed to suddenly enlighten him.

Clan, neighborhood, village...

He thought again of the roar that Old Man Zhang gave when facing the thieves two days ago. His two sons followed, but most of the people who came to help had no blood connection with Old Man Zhang.

Maybe he trusted Old Man Zhang because he knew him, or maybe he understood his own situation...

Suddenly, Zhuge Jin shouted—"Hey, I did it!"

Xiahou Lan was so frightened that she almost thought that Zhuge Jun in front of her had gone crazy.

Jia Kui, who came over upon hearing the noise, asked hurriedly, "Zi Yu, have you figured it out?"

"That's right!" Zhuge Jin couldn't wait to share his thoughts - "The people don't want to leave their clans and migrate alone. They are afraid that once they get into trouble, they won't even have a place to seek help."

"In that case, why don't we just build one for them?"

"From what I have seen, many people who intend to migrate south know each other. Although they have different surnames, they may live close to each other or have worked together... When these people encounter hardships, with a little guidance, they can help each other."

"What we need to do is to guide them to unite. Before they set out, we will place them together and form a pavilion. They will not be separated during the departure, on the way, and after arrival. We will set up a community in the village and select the most prestigious person to preside over it. The neighbors will be able to communicate with each other and help each other in times of emergency. There will be give and take, and there will be rewards for giving, so as to help each other!"

After Zhuge Jin finished speaking, he felt refreshed and happy, and the haze that had been weighing on his heart for many days was swept away. Seeing Jia Kui staring in amazement, he smiled slightly and asked, "Liang Dao, can this method be implemented?"

Jia Kui came back to his senses and said, "I think there is nothing wrong with this, but it conflicts with the current law of relocating people..."

"That means the current laws are out of date!" Zhuge Jin said confidently, "When Ma Gong organized the people to migrate south to Jingnan in the past, the damage caused by floods varied from place to place. In serious cases, entire clans had to relocate. This is different from today's drought!"

"Tomorrow, you and I will try this method. If it works, you should give me advice immediately!"

Jia Kui thought about it and said, "Okay, let's do as Zi Yu says!"

This scene made Xiahou Lan, who was standing by, exclaim that he had broadened his horizons.

So this is how people from Luoyang think and do things?

He must be so decisive in the future!
……

Luoyang.

Zhao Yan, the younger brother of the eunuch Zhao Zhong and the former captain of the city gate, left Luoyang City crying as he took a carriage loaded with a lot of valuables.

He passed through Henei County and Wei County and arrived at Julu County. The next stop was his hometown, Boling County.

Zhao Yan could be said to be extremely happy along the way.

He also felt the difference between that place and Luoyang.

Here, relying on Zhao Zhong's identity, he doesn't bully others, and no one dares to provoke him for no reason.

Although he can no longer bully others like he did in the early years, Zhao Yan discovered that having money really allows him to do whatever he wants.

Especially now that harvests have dropped sharply due to drought, people are selling their children everywhere.

When they arrived in Julu County, the team, which originally had only thirty or forty people, had grown to more than two hundred people.

These new ones were all slaves that Zhao Yan bought for himself.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhao Yan secretly cursed his bad luck. Just now, the county lieutenant of the county he passed by actually warned him that there were thieves nearby and asked him to hire more guards.

Zhao Yan could understand the other party's implication. It was nothing more than asking him to pay some money, and the county lieutenant would bring the county guards with him.

If it were in the past, such people would not even be worthy of approaching him, but now, they even dare to covet his money!
I didn’t encounter any thieves in Henei County and Wei County before, so how come there are thieves in Julu County?

He doesn't believe it.

Several days passed like this, and after passing through several counties, Zhao Yan met a county magistrate who deliberately reminded him.

Zhao Yan had of course kept his money safe. He was already halfway through his journey in Julu County. The son of Zhang Yan, the leader of the Black Mountain bandits who posed the most threat, was still in Luoyang. Besides, he was not without guards, so how could any thief dare to rob him?

They marched like this for another two days. In the evening of that day, Zhao Yangang and his men arrived at an inn to rest. He was just about to ask his newly bought slave to massage his shoulders when he suddenly heard the guards come to report that bandits were coming from all directions and had surrounded the inn.

After hearing this, Zhao Yan no longer cared about the gentle countryside and immediately took people to see what was going on.

When he reached the highest point of the post station, he saw that there were seven or eight times more thieves than all the thieves in his team combined, and he started to panic - it was over!

There had never been a moment in his life when he hated having so much money as much as he did now.

(End of this chapter)