The Wei State needed to raise soldiers and a large number of officials. The state of Wei in just one state. However, it supports a complete imperial court, and the number and grade of this court officials are still above the Han Dynasty and Eastern Wu.

The Wei State implemented the Nine-Rank Zhongzheng System, and the higher the rank of the officials, the higher the Yulu, and in terms of the number of officials, the Wei State was several times more than the Han Dynasty.

Shu Han and Eastern Wu, the founding of the country was only ten years, although the official system is already very complete, but due to the relatively short period of time, the number of courtiers in the court is not much. Wei is different, since the Jian'an period, Cao Cao will offer the emperor to Xu Du, coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes at the same time, but also inherited the entire Han Dynasty court. At that time, the officials who came to Xudu with the emperor were hundreds of people, large and small, and their grades were not low. Later, in the process of Cao Cao's unification of the north, he recruited a large number of talents, which made Cao Cao's command full of talents, but at the same time occupied a lot of resources, and every official's salary. That's a huge number.

In the past, the Wei State used the power of the Central Plains to raise so many officials and serve a huge imperial court, and the official Yulu was just a drop in the bucket, but now there is only one Jizhou left in the Wei State, and it is also a Jizhou whose productivity has been seriously damaged, but it also has to support such a huge imperial court, and the cost of the official Yulu has become a heavenly number.

The officials are also people, and they also have to live, and this Yulu is naturally indispensable, but there are still some big officials in this Yecheng, and the three dukes and nine kings are complete, and the daily expenses are huge. The tax is getting less and less, so Cao Rong has to order to keep raising taxes again.

The people of Jizhou have already lost a lot, and now they have raised taxes and distributed them evenly to everyone, which is a huge number. People can't make a living, so naturally they think of other ideas.

The people of Jizhou are not obedient people, and the Yellow Turban Rebellion was also the most fierce in Jizhou, and the people responded the most. And now, under heavy taxes, someone has finally embarked on the old path of the yellow scarf again.

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Guangzong County has always been a very poor small county in Jizhou, and Guangzong is known to the world because more than 40 years ago, Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Uprising, died of illness in this Guangzong.

In the village. A big-bellied tax collector stands in front of a small grass hut, while two tax collectors drive a hen. The hens, driven by the tax collectors, flew up and down, scurrying around, and the feathers fell to the ground.

"My lord, please, don't take my hen, my mother is sick, and it is all up to this hen to lay eggs to make up for her body, my lord, please!" A thin man threw himself in front of the tax collector and knelt down.

The tax collector kicked the man away, and said in a weird way: "You can't pay the tax, don't blame us for being ruthless, this time take a chicken from you, if you can't pay it next time, hum ......."

"My lord, please, don't take my chickens, I will be a cow and a horse in the next life, and I will repay you." The thin man continued to plead.

Right now. But the two tax collectors who were catching the hen were impatient, and one of them swung his big stick and smashed it right on the hen, and the hen chirped softly and fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Seeing this, the tax collector pursed his lips and continued, "You take the hen back and wash it, and tonight dinner is down again." ”

The tax collector was gone, leaving behind the chicken feathers and the thin man with dull eyes.

After a long time, the thin man walked into the room, took out a small jar from under the bed, and gently opened it, which was full of seeds for the coming year.

Looking at the jar of seeds, and then thinking about the old mother on the hospital bed, the man hesitated for a moment, shook his teeth fiercely, and then hugged the jar and walked towards the kitchen.

A few quarters of an hour later, the man appeared in front of the window, still holding a bowl of fragrant porridge in his hand.

"Mother, get up and eat something."

……

In the dead of night, the village has already turned off the lights and closed its doors.

In the ruined temple at the entrance of the village, a group of people were sitting together, discussing something, and among them was the thin man during the day.

"Third uncle, it's not a way to go on like this, I did the math and paid the tax. After removing the seeds, the family only had enough food to last for a month. ”

"Hey, you're still good, Brother Zhang's mother is sick, and you need money to ask a doctor to see a doctor, hey, in this world, poor people can't live at all!"

was mentioned as sad, and the man surnamed Zhang sighed helplessly.

"This tax was increased by half a percent the year before the tax, by one percent last year, and by another one percent this year. The court added a tax of one percent, and these tax officials all added two or three percent, so it is not a way to go on like this, busy for a year, and all the taxes have to be paid after collecting the grain, and they still have to be hungry, hey, I knew this, I was arrested by those officials and taken to Tuntian the year before last, at least I can still eat! ”

"You think Tuntian soldiers are so easy to be. As a Tuntian soldier, he will be a Tuntian soldier for the rest of his life! When you're old, you don't even have someone to rely on, even if you're dead, you just find a place to bury it. There are no children or grandchildren to worship...... And I also heard that now those tuntian soldiers have nothing to eat, and many people have begun to eat grass roots and bark. ”

"What, the Tuntian soldiers don't have anything to eat, how is this possible?"

"How is it impossible, the imperial court has no extra food, and all the food is given to the soldiers fighting on the front line, and those tuntian soldiers who take the wheel!"

"Hey, I can't live this day! Behold, let's go to the city in a few days to beg for food. ”

"Begging? You have the money to pay to enter the city, and I heard that you have to pay twice as much as you have recently entered the city! ”

"I see. Let's go and be bandits! At least one bite of rice can be mixed and eaten. The lean man surnamed Zhang spoke.

"To be a bandit?" Everyone gasped.

After a long time, one of the older men said, "Are you a bandit?" I'm afraid it won't work. Now this bandit is not easy to be, the nearby villages are almost the same as us, there is no surplus food, and we can't grab anything as bandits. However, this thief is also a capital crime, and anti-thief is also a capital crime, so let's just forget it! ”

"Is it the other way around?"

"yes, I can't live anyway, it's better to be the opposite! If you can gather a thousand people, you can simply attack the county seat, there is grain in the granary of the county, as long as you build a county seat, you will have all the food and drink! The slightly older man spoke.

"But there are only a few dozen of us here, where are we going to gather so many people?"

"Hmph, in ancient times, there was a name for doing great things, I remember that more than forty years ago, Zhang Jiao, the Tiangong general of the Yellow Turban Thief, died in our Guangzong, so we pushed someone out and said that he was the reincarnation of Zhang Jiao, so he will definitely be able to gather a lot of people! As soon as we have manpower, let's attack the county seat immediately! ”

"Zhang Jiao's reincarnation? Good idea! I don't know who will be the Zhang Jiao of this reincarnation? ”

Everyone fell silent again, like a rebellion, for the sake of definitely not having a good end, so whoever is reincarnated Zhang Jiao will definitely be hit by the strongest blow from the government, and when the accounts are settled in the autumn in the future, those minions may be spared death, but this is for the sake of death.

"I'll do it!" The lean man suddenly stood up and continued, "It just so happens that my surname is Zhang, so it's up to me!" Big deal to lose your head! But please also ask all the brothers and sisters to look at my face and help me take care of my mother! ”

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, you have paid so much for our brothers, and your mother is the mother of all of us!"

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In mid-August, news came out from Guangzong that Tiangong General Zhang Jiao was reincarnated in Guangzong County. The world thought it was just a rumor. Even the officials of the surrounding counties and counties only scoffed at the news after receiving the news.

At the end of August, dozens of bandits around Guangzong all gathered in Guangzong, respecting General Tiangong as the main master, and General Tiangong also sealed more than a dozen Qu Shuai.

At the beginning of September, Guangzong had gathered six or seven hundred people, and then the thieves raised the same banner as they did back then: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand." ”

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The county seat of Gwangzong.

It was just dawn, and most of the people in the city were still asleep.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

A shout rang out from outside the city, waking the county lieutenant from his dream.

The county lieutenant was very unhappy and pushed away the concubine in his arms, then got up, walked to the door, and said, "Come on, go and see, what's going on?" ”

"My lord, it's not good, it's not good!" As soon as the county lieutenant's voice fell, a yacha rushed in.

"What happened? So flustered? ”

"My lord, it's not good, there are anti-thieves, anti-thieves are attacking the city!"

"There are thieves?" The county lieutenant exclaimed, then immediately put on his clothes and rushed out as soon as possible.

The county lieutenant climbed the tower and looked down the city, where hundreds of men and horses were shouting, these people were dressed in tatters, holding farm tools in their hands, and most notably, these people were wearing yellow cloth belts on their heads. A big banner fluttered in the wind, and the words "Taishang Wuji Shenwei Dade Tiangong General" were written.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!" The shout sounded, and the county lieutenant of the city frowned slightly.

"Why is this shout so familiar, General Tiangong? That's right, Yellow Turban Thief! "More than 40 years after the Yellow Turban Uprising, the vast majority of people are probably about to forget it.

"My lord, what should I do, the thieves have already attacked the city, and it seems that there are still a lot of people!" The official asked.

"What are you afraid of, look at these thieves, they are in rags, they are all hoes and rakes in their hands, and they don't have any siege weapons, what do they use to siege the city? Although the city wall of our Guangzong County is not high, it is not something that can be climbed with bare hands. Order, close the city gates, don't let the thieves in, and wait for reinforcements from the county. ”

As soon as the county lieutenant's voice fell, he heard a sudden shout in the city, and then the city gate suddenly opened, and the Yellow Turban Army outside the city immediately rushed into the city.

"What's going on?"

"Report to the lord, there are thieves in the city, they suddenly captured the city gate, and the yellow turban thieves have entered the city!"

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At the beginning of September, the Yellow Turban thieves joined forces with the outside and attacked the county seat of Guangzong and looted all the grain and grass in the city. After hearing about it, the nearby people and bandits came to vote, and in just half a month, more than 10,000 people gathered in Guangzong's yellow scarves.

The Jizhou unrest began.