Cao Rui's edict engraved in the golden book and hidden in the temple seems to have no problem, at least in terms of strengthening Cao Wei's orthodoxy.

After all, Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, also made a white horse oath at the beginning of the founding of the country: not Liu Buwang, not meritorious.

Whether it is Liu Buwang or not, it is not to emphasize orthodoxy and righteousness, to put it bluntly, it is all in order to make his own family emperor for a long time.

It's just that compared with the White Horse Oath, the family naturally wants to praise Cao Rui's wisdom.

Because "if you are not the king of Liu, you are not a meritorious", it also invisibly gave a restriction to the important ministers, that is, the surname Liu will always be the highest.

But the edict of the temple of the Great Wei is different.

It emphasizes that the branches that succeed to the great unification must abide by orthodoxy, which is also expected by the family: orthodoxy is orthodoxy, and those branches should always be subservient to orthodoxy.

More importantly, in order to support the royal orthodoxy, the important ministers can directly kill those traitorous ministers.

This kind of behavior can really be compared with the auxiliary government of Zhou Wu Wang Tuo Zhou Gong!

To be celebrated, must be celebrated!

Your Majesty is Mingjun, yes!

"My lord, my lord, Your Majesty's edict of the temple is really the style of a Ming monarch!"

Sima Shi finished reading the official document from Luoyang and the edict specially copied to Sima Yi, and his face was full of pride.

Sima Yi snorted and sat on the chair that came from Nanjun, his expression did not change.

He looked at Sima Shi, who bowed his head and repeated the content of the edict, and said, "Ziyuan, Your Majesty has the style of a Ming monarch, and your flashy rendezvous, don't be too sarcastic about Your Majesty." ”

The so-called flashy rendezvous is that the talents of the younger generation of the Wei State are either lazy in literature and philosophy, or good at fame and reason, or still Xuanyuan, debating with each other.

They became party friends, evaluated characters, and inscribed each other's lists, among which the four congs were the most numerous.

Four people such as Xiahou Xuan are the four congs, and eight people such as Zhuge Dan are the eight masters.

Liu Fang Zixi, Sun Zizimi, and Wei Zhen Zilie, the secretary of the ministry, were not as salty as this, and their father was in a powerful position, and they were allowed to be three Yu.

There are fifteen people in total.

Among these people, there are famous families, meritorious families, and powerful people.

They influenced the entire younger generation of Wei and led the atmosphere of this generation.

The younger generation of Wei was proud to join them.

Because they are young, they also have enthusiasm and dare to criticize things they are not used to.

Especially when it comes to current affairs, they think they dare to say things that others dare not say.

Therefore, Sima Shi, who was twenty-one years old, heard the words of his own adult, and his face was quite disapproving.

"My lord, the Son of Heaven is at fault, and the ministers dare not speak, we dare to speak. The bad habits of the court have made talented people not in the people, and we have commented on them. This is for the sake of the world, and the heart is open, what is there to fear? ”

When Sima Yi heard this, a trace of sarcasm appeared on his face: "Is it really for the world?" What does it feel like for the world's young talents to look up to? ”

Sima Shi's face turned red, and he said with some embarrassment: "Why do adults ridicule children so much? ”

"Because you mock others like this." There was some inexplicability in Sima Yi's eyes: "You guys, you're still too young, there are some things you don't understand......"

When Sima Shi heard this, he was a little unconvinced.

"Didn't adults ever be young? At that time, Cao ...... When Emperor Wu first recruited adults, didn't the adults also refuse? ”

Sima Yi thought that Cao Cao was born "ugly", and at first he disdained to work for it.

Others don't know this secret, but as the eldest son, Sima Shi, still knows it.

It's just that when Sima Yi heard this, the look on his face was even more strange: "That's why I said, there are some things that you haven't experienced, so you don't understand." You pack up and go back to Luoyang in a few days. ”

"My lord, why is that?" When Sima Shi heard this, he reacted a little: "What's going on again?" ”

It's just that Sima Yi is scheming, how can Sima Shi see any clues?

"It's not a big deal, it's just that your grandmother misses you, let you go back and see."

He looked at his son, pointed to the edict in his hand, and said meaningfully: "Your Majesty also said that important ministers of the court have the right to kill their ministers. ”

"I am also an auxiliary minister appointed by the first emperor, plus last year, Shu captured Koubian, and the armies were defeated, only I beheaded Meng Da, mediocre."

"So even if something happens, there's no need to be afraid."

After speaking, he glanced at his son meaningfully, and emphasized: "You remember, you are my Sima Yi's son, even if something happens, there will be me." ”

When Sima Shi heard his lord's words, his heart became more and more suspicious.

It's just that the adult doesn't want to say it explicitly, and he doesn't want to ask more.

Just as Sima Shi was rushing back to Luoyang from Jingzhou, Feng Yong was also rushing from Shouyang to Daxia County.

Spring and sunny days are just the right time to travel.

Chen Shi got Feng Yong's plan early, and passed the news to the bald department who had been cowering in Baishi City in advance: Feng Langjun was about to go to Daxia County in the near future, and if he wanted to fight the rebels with the bald department, he asked the bald department to send someone over to discuss.

Three hundred troops escorted Feng Yong all the way to the west, constantly receiving battle reports from the front along the way.

Daxia County is a large gathering place for rebels, and the rebels want to defend the city, but the short city walls of Daxia City can't give the rebels a sense of security.

However, with the help of the Han army's engineering battalion, the rebel Hu could not hold out for two days.

Listen to the terrifying sound of a thunderclap and a stone breaking through the air, and then see the stone falling from the air.

The rebels in the city did not have the courage to hold on, and fled one after another out of the city.

Jufu, Liu Hun, and Chen Shi met victoriously in Daxia County.

At the same time, more than 30,000 rebels and their tribes in Daxia County were captured, including countless cattle, sheep, horses, tents, felt blankets, and more than 30,000 rebels and their tribes who had not had time to escape.

Feng Yong got the news halfway, and the gloomy mood caused by the bald department suddenly became clear.

Although Zhuge Lao Demon planned to regulate the labor market of the entire labor force, Feng Yong knew intellectually that this was a good thing.

But emotionally, stimulated by profits, he hopes that this day will be as late as possible.

After all...... Huge profits are indeed addictive, aren't they?

In the past few years, Dahan's finances have been good, coupled with the pressure of population demand, and the sorting out of household registration has become clearer.

The plantations in Nanzhong, the people of the Shudi Plain are generally reluctant to go.

But for Yueshan County, which can lead directly to Jincheng, it is a good place to consider.

If you go, you will have arable land, the government will rent ploughing cattle, and you will have the opportunity to let your children go to school.

Even the taxes are clear, and every time it is time to pay the taxes, there will be people such as the governor who will go around announcing the amount required by the government.

There will not be rats like elsewhere.

Coupled with the ghost king's great reputation, the Yi people didn't dare to cause trouble at all.

Isn't that a good place to go?

If you don't want to go to Yueshan County to farm, you can also go to Hanzhong.

The vigorous development of workshops in Nanzheng and Nanxiang in Hanzhong has a great demand for labor.

At the same time, the demand for various jobs generated around the workshop is becoming more and more popular.

In the past, they were eager to tie the head of the Qiantou firmly to the cultivated land, but now because of the increase in the number of ploughing cattle and the improvement of ploughing tools and cultivation techniques, grain production has continued to increase.

With the rise of new plantations, the replenishment of labor from various sources, and the instinct of plantation owners to reduce costs, the binding on Qianshou has begun to loosen.

As the first place to advocate the development of handicrafts, Nanxiang is the most desirable place for Qianshou.

A skilled female weaver is fully capable of supporting the expenses of a family of five.

Even if the men in the family are working as coolies to carry things, they can live a little less.

Not to mention the various departments that have entered the Xinghan Hui system.

Just talking about the engineering team that specializes in working for people is enough to eat the entire labor force that grows every year in Nanxiang.

With the catfish of Xinghanhui stirring up the situation, the cost of the wealthy family continuing to squeeze the head of the family is constantly increasing.

In the past, they could only choose to be dependent, but now there is another way out, coupled with the upright atmosphere of the Han officialdom led by the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, the Qiantou leaders can finally relax a little.

The advance of the wheel of history has forced the families to find ways to find cheaper labor.

Then they found that cheaper labor was not absent, but it had long been firmly held in the hands of others.

This person is the Feng Ghost King who is only ranked below Zhuge Villager on the small book of the blacklist of the Shuzhong family.

The older generation has Zhuge Villager, and the new generation has Feng Ghost King, which is simply desperate!

But no matter how desperate you are, you have to live wow!

So the faces of the big families were shy, and they asked softly: "Brother Ghost King, there is a plate...... Ah no, is there labor? ”

Feng Ghost King is benevolent by nature, of course he wants to pull the laggards along!

Unexpectedly, the brother next to him shouted suddenly: "No! You're late! If you want to buy labor, add money! ”

So the families trembled, with tears in their eyes, slowly stretched out their hands to their waists, untied their belts, and took out a large handful of money and food in pain: "Is it enough?" ”

More than 30,000 laborers, how much do you have to sell for?

Can Ghost King Feng not be happy?

This is likely to be the last feast, and then later, Zhuge Old Demon reached in, and if he wanted to eat so refreshed, it was a dream.

It is estimated that the bad things done by Feng Ghost King are too unconscionable, and God can't stand it.

That night he was sleeping soundly in the tent, when suddenly a trio outside called out urgently: "Prince! ”

Feng Yong woke up suddenly, on the way to the march, he was in a chaotic place, Feng Junhou naturally slept in his clothes, so if he ran away, cough, wrong, it would be convenient to meet the enemy.

He sat up, "What's the matter?" ”

"The brother on duty at night outside said it smelled of blood," the voice of the song outside was a little hurried, "and a pack of wolves surrounded not far away. ”

When Feng Yong heard this, he hurriedly got up and walked out of the tent, "Which direction?" ”

"North."

Looking in the direction pointed by the part, I saw a large area of green and shining.

The camp had begun to stir, with constant whispering of commands, accompanied by the slight clashing of weapons.

The most important thing is that that direction is exactly where the war horses are placed.

Feng Yong could already faintly hear the sound of the horses.

Feng Yong's 300 parts are elite, and he doesn't know how many times he has practiced in the emergency assembly at night, so naturally he will not panic because of this situation, let alone bomb the camp.

"This wolf pack doesn't seem to be small."

Seeing more and more small green lanterns appear, even if they were protected in the center of the camp, he was a little frightened.

"How dare they come around?"

With so many people on his own, generally speaking, a cunning creature like a wolf would not easily take the initiative to provoke him.

The tribe quickly found the Hu guide, who was most familiar with the situation in the camp.

"Back to the adult, the villain has gone outside to see, not to mention that there are more than 100 wolves, and the villain also smells a strong smell of blood, I don't know if this wolf pack has just finished eating something."

The Hu guide said respectfully.

Feng Yong frowned.

He thought of a possibility.

The Han army drove the rebels to the west, and there were many dead and wounded Hu people along the way.

The torches not far away flickered and dimmed, making it impossible for the Hu guide to see Feng Yong's expression clearly.

Seeing Feng Yong standing silent at this time, the Hu guide hurriedly comforted him again: "Don't worry, adults. As long as the torches are lit in the camp, the wolves will naturally retreat when they see so many of us. ”

Feng Yong glanced at him and nodded: "If that's the case, then it's the best." Otherwise, even if we are not afraid, if someone is injured because of this, it is not good. ”

Harassed by wolves, no one slept well in the second half of the night.

The wolves chose the direction of the sneak attack too close to the war horses, and some of the people in the camp had to be wary of the wolves, and some had to pacify the war horses to prevent the war horses from rushing out of the camp.

But fortunately, it's not far from Great Xia now.

Therefore, Feng Yong postponed his departure for half a day, allowing the people below to replenish their rest.

lest they get too tired so that they can be in top shape at all times.

In this environment, there is no room for relaxation at the last step.

At this time, Chen Shi quickly sent someone to deliver the news.

Observing that the secret letter was indeed not damaged, Feng Yong picked up the envelope and looked at it.

This time, the news from Chen Shi was a little bad.

Although the rebels in Daxia County fled, not all of them fled westward, and some of them fled north along the Daxia River.

Therefore, Chen Shi reminded Feng Yong to pay attention to the rout, and said that he had sent a team of soldiers to meet him.

In the famous Southern Barbarians, Feng Yong, who was rampant in Qianghu, was naturally not afraid of any rout, not to mention that his chance of encountering a rout was not too great.

Unexpectedly, on the second night, a terrible whistle sounded in the camp.

"Prince, there is an enemy night attack!"

The trilogy once again stood outside the main tent and reported loudly.

When Feng Yong heard the whistle, he had already gotten up and rushed out of the tent.

"How many are there?"

"It's not clear, it's too dark at night."

The song replied hurriedly.

"How's the periphery?"

"Two people were injured."

Feng Yong nodded, raised his eyes to look outside the camp, but saw nothing.

All he could hear was the constant shouting outside.

"Pass the order down, let the troops stick to the camp, and don't panic."

Feng Yong immediately decided, "If there are people who do not obey the order and walk around the camp in a disorderly manner, act according to military law!" ”

"No!"

Feng Yong stood quietly outside the tent, looking at the darkness in the distance.

Now that he is no longer a rookie who has just entered the battle formation, it is more than enough to command 300 people.

Setting up camp and paying attention to fire prevention and night attacks are the most basic requirements.

What's more, Feng Yong has a staff department to assist in formulating the record.

Strict adherence to discipline was the most basic literacy requirement for Feng Yong's army.

Coupled with the fact that the Ghost King Aura naturally has a psychological advantage over Hu Ren, he will not panic.

After waiting for a while, the drum noise outside gradually disappeared.

Feng Yong sneered, knowing it in his heart, turned around and entered the tent, and continued to sleep with his head covered.

After a while, another shout sounded in the other direction.

This time, Feng Yongan was bedridden.