Chapter 398: Scholar's Opinion
After listening to Feng Fang's memories, Sun Ce should have been proud and proud, after all, Nanyang has become a paradise in the troubled times, and countless people have gone and returned, which is enough to show his foresight and wisdom. But he was not happy at all.
Feng Fang may have begged for sympathy at first, but later his true feelings were revealed. He is a man who has seen the world, and if it weren't for the pain in the depths of his heart, he wouldn't have wept. It is also said that letting a person who has been a lieutenant of Sili beg for a bowl of porridge is not something that ordinary people can bear. In the face of survival, no dignity is worth mentioning.
There is no harm without comparison. After seeing the chaos in Guanzhong, they knew how good Nanyang was.
Zhang Zhao muttered: "People in troubled times are not as good as Taiping dogs." Dong Zhuo has gone, and all the princes of the imperial court are people of virtue and learning, how can they let the situation deteriorate to this point? Many people in Chang'an moved from Luoyang, and in just two years, they suffered two military disasters in a row, and they were afraid that there would not be one out of ten. General, when tens of millions of people are at stake, you can't sit idly by. ”
Sun Ce was shocked, how does this have anything to do with me?
Without waiting for Sun Ce to speak, Guo Jia grabbed the conversation. "Zhang Gong, so many people have poured into Nanyang, Nanyang is already stretched, I'm afraid I won't be able to pump too much food. The Runan family sat on thousands of hectares of fertile land, sat back and watched the success or failure, not only did not provide grain for the army, but also took the opportunity to absorb the landless peasants and embezzle the country's endowment. When the time comes, the general will naturally not be stingy. ”
Zhang Zhao didn't speak, just looked at Sun Ce directly, and under the flickering light, there seemed to be tears in his eyes. Sun Ce couldn't bear it in his heart, arched his hand, and gave a very serious salute.
"Zhang Gong, I'll do my best."
Zhang Zhao nodded, and said faintly: "General, the road is simple, and the people don't use it every day." Benevolence and righteousness seem to be empty, but they are not empty words, and the desire of the people is by no means an empty word. Today, the people concerned have gone and returned, and in the future, I don't know that more people will come. ”
"I am willing to stand side by side with Zhang Gong and do my best for the people in the world."
"Very good." Zhang Zhao closed his eyes, leaned against the wall of the car, and was silent.
The atmosphere in the carriage fell silent, and none of the four men spoke, only the sound of horses' hooves was broken. Sun Ce was in a depressed mood. He understood Zhang Zhao's mood and wanted to squeeze out a little food to save people, but he actually knew very well that although what Guo Jia said was ruthless, it was the truth. The influx of a large number of people from Guanzhong into Nanyang is bound to put pressure on Nanyang's food supply. The name of benevolence and righteousness is good, but there must always be a degree, and exceeding this degree will be counterproductive.
How can we squeeze out more food? And how to settle a large influx of refugees?
Sun Ce pondered.
Gangnam! Sun Ce suddenly had a flash of inspiration. The Yellow Turban Army refused to go to Jiangnan because they had the strength and felt that they still had a chance to fight, but these refugees were different, Luoyang was ruined, Chang'an was also ruined, Nanyang could only stay for a short time, but it was not a place to live for a long time, let them go to Jiangnan, they should not object. If they were placed on both sides of the Yangtze River and transported grain from Xuzhou, the cost would be much lower. As long as they are allowed to stand on their feet and survive the period before the harvest, they will soon be self-sufficient, and there will be a surplus in the future.
Even in the year of the catastrophe, let them go fishing in the rivers and lakes, and they can have a bite to eat. To the east of Changsha is Pengze Lake, to the right is Dongting Lake, and to the north is the Yangtze River. If you go a little further, you can even go into the sea to fish.
All in all, it is better to let them go to Jiangnan to farm than to leave them in Nanyang to consume grain. Nanyang has a large population and little idle land, and the family is almost robbed, and the development space is limited.
"Zhang Gong, I want to take Jiangxia and Nanjun as soon as possible, move some of the refugees from Guanzhong to Jiangnan, and save food to help Guanzhong, what do you think?"
"Jiangnan." Zhang Zhao thought about it carefully. "I think it's doable." He paused, and then said, "I can't take care of it so much." ”
Sun Ce laughed, it's all this time, Zhang Zhao still hasn't forgotten the imperial court system, fortunately, he still knows that he comforts himself and doesn't cling to the dogma, otherwise these things will not be discussed with him in the future. In troubled times, there is no room for those who do not have the right to change.
Sun Ce turned his head to look at Guo Jia. Guo Jia didn't speak, just nodded quietly. Taking Jiangxia, Nanjun, and even capturing Jiangnan after the autumn are all strategies they have discussed, and he has long arranged for people to collect intelligence, and now there is just one more reason.
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The carriage stopped in front of the mansion, Sun Ce and Guo Jia got out of the car first, Feng Fang got off next, Sun Ce stretched out his hand and helped Zhang Zhao get out of the car. Zhang Zhao pushed Sun Ce away. "Thank you, General, for your kindness, but I'm not old yet." After speaking, Teng Tengteng got out of the car and strode towards the door of the mansion, with a vigorous body and an aura of a martial artist.
Sun Ce slapped his forehead, smiled self-deprecatingly, and followed. Zhang Zhao is not only not old, he is in the prime of life, where does he need help.
Yin Ji and Huang Yueying stood at the door, and when they saw two carriages coming under the escort of dozens of knights, they immediately greeted them. Although they were worried about Sun Ce in their hearts, they were embarrassed to talk to Sun Ce on this occasion, so they took the initiative to come to the back car and bow to Mrs. Tian, who had just gotten out of the car.
"We are on the orders of Mrs. Wu to welcome Mrs. Wu."
Mrs. Tian hurriedly said a few words modestly and followed Yin Ji inside. Huang Yueying held Feng Wan's hand and said with a smile: "Look, I persuaded you not to leave at the beginning, but you didn't listen, saying that it is difficult to leave your homeland, and the fallen leaves return to your roots." How's it going, isn't it back now? ”
"Yes, yes, or Achu, you are wise." Feng Wan said affectionately: "How about it, I'm still working with you to develop the loom, okay?" ”
"Of course. With your help, it's a lot easier for me. Let me tell you, now it's not just about looms, I'm also going to study ships. It's not an ordinary ship, it's a building ship. ”
"That's great, we can be together again." Feng Wan and Zhang Zifu smiled happily.
A few people were talking and laughing, and when they entered the door, Yuan Quan led Yuan Heng and Sun Shangxiang to stand in the courtyard to greet Mrs. Tian. Entering the atrium, Mrs. Wu, accompanied by Qiao Rui's wife, Mrs. Wang, stood under the porch, greeted her with a smile, and Mrs. Hetian greeted her. Qiao Rui stood on the other side, and when he saw Feng Yi, he laughed and said, "Zizheng, I said yes, you are still back after all." ”
Feng Fang was ashamed and lowered his head. "Fang is dull, not as wise as Yuanmao, ashamed, ashamed."
Qiao Rui laughed, pulled Feng Fang and said, "As for me, I'm not wise, but I still know who is credible." If the general treats the descendants of the highway so kindly, will he still treat us badly? You just can't do without the few acres of fields and houses in your Guanzhong. ”
"Alas, don't mention it, Guanzhong is in chaos, and no matter how good the farm house is, it will be ruined." Feng Fang was full of emotion and patted Qiao Rui's hand. "A handful of bitter tears, I'll talk to Yuanmao later."
Seeing this, Qiao Rui was taken aback, but she didn't want to ask too much, so she caught up and greeted Zhang Zhao. Huang Zhong, Chen Zhi and others also stepped forward to pay their respects.