The cold wind flickered and blew, and as the cold wind drifted by, the ice skate, which had just been smoothed by the newborn sun, was blown firm in a blink of an eye, but in this gust of wind, thousands of people on the school field were straight-chested, spitting white smoke, but they didn't dare to move.

There was no move, there was a pro-soldier with a rattan behind his back, wearing big leather boots and hands back and forth, and if he moved a little, he would have to be severely whipped a few times.

It is estimated that the most unlucky job in this era is to be a soldier for Wang Hou! A group of Zi Puyang soldiers were so cold that their old faces turned white, and they were still trembling while standing, but for the supervising soldiers behind them, they all had unfinished looks on their faces, and this was where to go, but they stood in a military posture, walked in the queue, and only trained for half a day a day! It's just that the pediatric tendons and bones are stretched three thousand thorns, and a series of devil week projects haven't been set on them yet!

In this era, the war is particularly testing the formation, and now it is not a rainy day, the sparks of the war are about to jump on Wang Hou's face, this kung fu drill under the Puyang County national soldiers, can only be a battle to sharpen the gun, even if it is not fast, just then it is good! Now it's the time to go out and the drum is finished, and the three parts and eleven songs have been lined up, so that it won't be like a headless fly on the first day.

And one of the most important features of the Puyang soldiers has been demolished by Wang Hou in the past few days, that is, the clan soldiers!

Eliminated a part, and then it was a randomly assigned ministry, basically the big clans from a village were broken up, and the respected and influential ones were stuffed into the logistics troops, and what Niu Da Niu Er was basically not in the same team, so that the tacit understanding between the warriors and the warriors did decline, however, this loss Wang Hou was acceptable.

The soldiers of the iron-clad battalion are the most sincere comrades-in-arms! The tacit understanding can be slowly accumulated in training and fighting together, but there can only be one commander, Wang Houke can never accept him When he shouted to charge, suddenly the second and third grandfathers of the big house ran quickly, and the troops left him and disappeared.

It's really a war-based era, there is a school field outside the city, and there is another one in the city, and it is at the rear of the Taishou Mansion, under the small building where Wang Hou is office, a group of head soldiers are frozen like their grandsons standing in a military posture and practicing the queue, Wang Hou is also here to write an official document to plan the development of the huge East County under his command.

And the one who bent down and bowed in front of him was Wang Congge, who had just galloped back from Xu Du's fast horse and didn't have time to breathe.

Cao Hongjie also overestimated Cao Cao's stinginess, this girl thought that Cao Cao could give at least one-tenth of the materials that Wang Hou wanted! Good fellow, not a single wheat has been allocated to him.

However, Cao is always a cultural person, but he is not like Li Yunlong's boss in "Bright Sword", Brigade Commander Chen, pointing at his brain and shouting there, you see how many bags of corn are worth in Lao Tzu's head, you look for Yuan Shao to exchange it! A letter is just two beautiful paragraphs in simplified Chinese characters.

Xu Du hamster is especially crying, and the gentleman is even self-defeating!

It's very good to read, but it can be translated into the vernacular, that is, the rats in the warehouse of Lao Tzu Xu are hungry and crying! You're so fucking talented, find a way for Lao Tzu to go by yourself!

"How can my father be like this, and let us plough the land, and not even give us a cow! Don't let people live! ”

What water spilled by the daughter who got married! At this time, Cao Hongjie's elbow stopped turning to Cao Cao, and sat next to Wang Hou, who was the magistrate of Dongjun and shouted angrily.

"Wang San! Prepare the horse, I want to go back to Xudu in person, and find the prime minister to ask for a cow! ”

This ruined daughter-in-law is really not married in vain, if the poor can't eat the next meal, let her run back and cry, make trouble and splash, it's not a solution, but now she can't use it, tugging on the sleeves of this impulsive cow, Wang Hou is lazily shaking his brain.

"Don't worry, it's not like you haven't given anything."

"What's the matter? A dead letter! If there are no cattle, how can you open up the wasteland? ”

"Isn't this a policy!"

Shaking the fluttering piece of letterhead, Wang Hou stood up with a smile. Li Yunlong, Regiment Commander Li is not like this, the policy has been relaxed, in a year, there are machine guns, mortars, and the soldiers have also taken the 38 big cover! He is much lower than Li Yunlong's lower limit, Li Yunlong can't exploit the people, he can! When he was the soil emperor of Dongjun, Wang Hou didn't believe that he couldn't get enough belly in a year.

"But you need cattle and grain to open up the wasteland, and there is nothing, how can you open up the wasteland?"

Cao Hongjie's face was still entangled, his distressed little fist was against his temple, and Wang Hou, who listened, shook his head again.

"Besides, we don't have food, 100,000 stones are piled up in the warehouse!"

"One hundred thousand stones, where did you come from...... wait! You wouldn't be the idea of beating that batch of food, would you! ”

Rolled her eyes disdainfully, just wanted to say that Wang Hou was bragging, but the next second, she stared at Wang Hou in disbelief with a pair of big watery eyes, just like looking at a big shady fork in shock.

Which batch of grain? The 100,000 stone military rations left by Liu Yan!

This is not only the rations of the 10,000 soldiers of the six counties of Puyang, but also the rations of the 3,000 elite soldiers of Yu Ban who are stationed in Yanjin, which need to support the front line of Dongjun for at least a year! As the saying goes, the soldiers and horses go first before the grain and grass are moved, and Wang Hou's idea of fighting this batch of grain is simply like an old birthday star hanging himself for a long time in Cao Hongjie's opinion!

However, Dongjun Taishou is still Wang Hou after all.

In the afternoon of this day, the various gates of Puyang City clanged and sounded the lively gongs of the county soldiers, and the four Taiyuan Wang followed Wang Hou to the East County to make trouble, and shouted at the top of their throats like the two yuan shops in later generations.

"The government has an order, because the world is not quiet, the household registration of Dongjun is corrupted, and the tax revenue collapses! From now on, regardless of the county outside the county, the local people and the displaced people, all the family of five or more can receive 200 acres of Yongye field, ten taxes within three years, 100 acres of silk two, 30 days of labor to return the field money, three years after the field to return the head of the household, one of the ten taxes, 100 acres of silk, 15 days of labor, the other five to ten families, one stone! More than ten mouthfuls, wheat two stones! ”

This decree is really like a thunderclap in spring, the peasants of Puyang City, who were originally huddled in the ruins of the city, hungry with yellow faces and thin muscles, relying on digging wild vegetables, catching mice and even gnawing on tree bark, are just like flies smelling blood, excitedly coming out of the ruins and low houses where they live, and crowding to the Taishou Mansion.

Not to mention the return of 200 acres of Yongye Field, I don't know how many people in the city have lost their grain registration, although the five of their own family is only one stone of wheat and 120 catties, and they will last until the autumn harvest for one hundred and fifty days, and one person will only have a few taels of grain a day, but it is better than starving to death!

At noon that day, the Taishou Mansion was directly busy with dogs! Ten Taiyuan Wang's scholars came with a table, carrying a pen and ink to enter the new household registration in a hurry, there were too many people coming, one by one busy sweating, now they are grateful to Wang Hou for improving the simplified characters and brush paper, this workload, if the previous knife and pen carved bamboo slips, they all have to vomit blood.

However, in this good governance, there are still some Wang Hou's cleverness.

"Official! Lao Yu is the patriarch of the Zhang clan in Zeye, and Lao Yu has a total of one hundred and twenty-seven mouths, please go to the house, can you divide our Yongye Tian in Zeye! ”

"That official can't guarantee it! The prince of the palace is re-measuring the land outside the city, and where is it distributed! It is estimated that it will take half a month to divide it into Nozawa, why don't you go out first and wait? ”

In these years, there is still a huge gap between the scholars and the common people, full of arrogance, Wang Jie, the young scholar who followed Wang Houlai, hummed impatiently, and the thin old man who bent down and bowed to listen to it trembled sadly, waiting for half a month? What if the food runs out? He hurriedly bent down and waved his hand again.

"Official! The whole family of the little old man obeys the distribution, and if you say it, you will divide it! ”

"Cheng, hand in the people one by one and enter the names and characteristics, and after the recording, you can go to the backyard to get two stones of food, remember, don't make noise, don't come forward if you don't click, otherwise the official will beat you all out!"

didn't go out for the first time, but the old man exclaimed in great astonishment: "Official, there are more than 120 people in the whole clan of Xiao Lao'er, and there are only two stones of grain, which is really not enough for spring ploughing!" ”

"Are you blind? I didn't listen to the order preached by Lord Wang Xuan at the door, one stone for a family of five to a family of ten, and only two stone for a family of more than ten! Bargain again and the officer will beat you out! ”

"Wait a moment, my lord, let Xiao Lao'er discuss it with the clansmen!"

Frightened to sweat in his head, but he really couldn't accept the two stones, the old man still trembled out, Wang Hou seemed to have specially ordered this, Wang Jie waved his hand indifferently.

It is said that the peasants are cunning, and in less than ten minutes, the old man Zhang came back trembling again, but this time he brought in a dozen or so dry men with forty to sixty taxes.

"My lord, we are the eleven families of the Sawano Zhang family, please enter the new household registration for us!"

Such two stones of grain, it dismantled a big family into eleven families, and it was also a household in this village and a household in that village, out of the door, the old man Zhang and the relatives in each room were all sad faces, although the clansmen were happy with the food, but more than a dozen clan elders were sad faces, especially the old man Zhang, who sighed while holding a cane.

"What a good thing that is! The ancestral hall was divided to others in Zeye, and the rooms were separated, how to sacrifice in the future! How can you go down to the ground to see your ancestors when you are old! ”

"Old man Zhang, you're good, more than 500 people from the Li family in our Gao Village have been divided into more than 40 households, and the farthest ones have been assigned to Baima! It's harder to get together and worship! ”

Without waiting for Old Man Zhang to finish sighing, the old man Li who had just come out of the Taishou Mansion and was carrying the food also shook his head and sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

In the past, their two clan villages were connected together, and during the spring ploughing, there were many battles for water sources or clans fighting for the field boundary, and even both sides killed each other's clansmen, and they usually wanted to strangle each other, but now it is good, and they have sympathized with each other.

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In fact, it is not difficult to govern the place, and Wang Hou did not copy the advanced system like the people's watch congress in later generations, that is, the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang dynasties of the Juntian system and rent Yong modulation, as long as it is to restore local order, local production can be restored, but it is also difficult to restore production here, now the world is chaotic and the people are impetuous, even Cao Cao can only do his best to collect food to maintain the army, like Wang Hou took out military food to feed the people, and re-encouraged production, or the number one.

More than 600 years ago, when Shang Ying changed the law, he once encountered the problem of clan cooperation in the Qin State, and in the spring of a year, there were 10,000 or 20,000 people killed because of the fighting, and even more than sending troops to attack Wei. One by one, the big clans are cut into the east and the west, you have me, I have you, and the two villages are fighting together because of the water source? It's not your second uncle or your third aunt on the other side, are you still fighting?

Another problem, the source of the fields, is not as difficult as imagined.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Emperor's time, Puyang, which is located in the Central China Plain with flat terrain and fertile land, used to have a population of 370,000 and more than 80,000 households, but after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Cao Cao and Lu Bu's cruel battle, even the displaced people outside the city and the local natives have poured into the city these days, and it is only 13,400 households, with a population of more than 50,000.

Now it's not that there are more people and less land, but that the land is vast and sparsely populated! Casually rowing and pulling, Wang Hou along the Yellow River actually found that he had hundreds of thousands of acres of barren land to distribute, and only the Tian family in Puyang who was killed by Cao Cao was killed, and the Zhang family vacated 270,000 acres of land.

In this way, it is still Mr. Cao who fights the local tyrants, and he divides the land thickly, causing the revolution at the end of the Han Dynasty!

Outside the city, Wang Hou did his old job again, he found a high point at the edge of the barren field at the entrance of the village to draw, his disciples, the small ones are to take the rope for measurement, one acre of land by one acre of land to re-measure and divide the field boundary, and finally summarized to Wang Hou here, he drew the general topographic map, and then the field grid was drawn out in equal parts, recorded the data, and a field book was drawn.

Time is tight, the task is heavy! This head had just finished drawing a village, and the king from Ge immediately rode into the city, brought over the Puyang commoners who had re-registered their household registration, and divided the fields on the spot, and even Wang Hou allowed them to dismantle the collapsed and dilapidated house building materials and stone beams in the city, and move them to the outside of the city to build the village on the spot, so busy that in an afternoon, several natural villages could re-stand on the north bank of the Yellow River!

"What a view!"

It's definitely the people who are too guarded, after working for two days in a row, Wang Hou is also tired of his hands and neck cramps, and he can't help but sway slightly, this kung fu, a soft little hand is knowingly helping him pinch the big vertebrae, the kneading force is just right, and the comfortable Wang Hou almost didn't call out.

But it's not Cao Hongjie, this big tomboy is not so careful, the owner of the little hand is Lu Ji!

I don't know how she negotiated with Cao Hongjie, but she also came out with her in the past few days, and she stayed by Wang Hou's side so quietly.

However, acquiescing to her is not the same as not being jealous! Seeing Wang Hou's comfortable squinting eyes, Cao Hongjie was so angry that his cheeks puffed out and hummed sourly.

"Now that the village has been built, but once the autumn army has passed, it will be burned down, and even if the fields are divided, there are still no cattle, how to carry out spring ploughing?"

"Cow!".

At the mention of this, Wang Hou opened his eyes, but he didn't have the slightest worry on his face, but looked to the north with bad intentions.

"Mountain people have their own tricks!"