In the month of the month, when the wheat harvest is finished, the endless wheat fields are empty. The crisp autumn wind blew, and only a small field of wheat was covered with golden wheat waves, which churned from one side to the other, and the heavy ears of wheat bent over and swayed gently with the wind.

After the wheat harvest, there was nothing to do, and many men, women and children in the tunzi gathered at the edge of the wheat field. This year is another bumper harvest year, there is food in hand, there is no panic, and everyone's face naturally shows a little comfort.

"Wentun is a good place! Look at this posture, one acre of land is not allowed to receive three stones** bucket ......"

Wentun is naturally surnamed Wen, with a single name and a bright character, and the words are clear. The croppers are not so particular, and the old and young all call him Wentun, which not only indicates that he is the head of the tun, but also reveals a kind of affection and respect.

The old man tilted his eyes at the young man who spoke, rather dismissively.

"Little third son, don't look at your uncle's work is not as fast as you, but you still have to practice this eyesight. Can the three stone ** buckets in Wentun come down?

I see that there are four stones, and I can't beat them if I don't keep them......"

"Uncle Li, what you said, your old health is good, and your work is not slower than mine...... Besides, I haven't learned from you for the past two times......"

Sun Xiaosan smiled and answered, he didn't know anything about crop work at the beginning, if it wasn't for Li Laohan teaching him by hand, where could he learn so quickly, he would not forget this kindness.

"Little third son, I know that you can speak," Li Laohan smiled on his face, "But if you say that, Uncle I'm really ashamed of it......"

In front of Wentun, who dares to say that he can farm. At the beginning, a scholar in He Tun said that he wanted to teach the big guy to farm, but no one believed it. Reading and writing, the reader has his own set, but farming still depends on our crops. Where to think, the field method in Wentun is really unusual, this mu of wheat was planted, and more than three stones were harvested, which shocked everyone. I heard, it's a called? The agricultural book written by the victor is dedicated to teaching people to farm, and this scholar really knows everything......

"By the way, little third son, didn't you send your kid to the school?"

Sun Xiaosan also remembered Wen Tun, scratched the back of his head with his hand, laughed, and when he heard Li Laohan ask, he immediately shook his head:

"Where? Look at what you always said, I just don't know how to go, and I won't let my children go.

As soon as Xiaohuzi turned six last month, I sent him to school, I don't want him to catch up with Wentun, even if he can understand that? 、? The Book of Victory is also ......"

was gossiping, there was a commotion in the crowd, Sun Xiaosan got up and saw that it was Wen Liang coming.

Wen Liang is a twenty-four-five-year-old young man, bronze skin, sword eyebrows, high nose bridge, heroic, Xu is going to do farm work, wearing a short coat, he is tall, after a few years of farm work, his figure is even stronger and straighter.

"Is there something wrong? Why are they all here? ”

Wen Liang asked in surprise as he greeted someone. The crowd was happy and did not speak. In the end, it was Sun Xiaosan who said aloud:

"It's okay! Come and see how much wheat can be harvested in Wentun, if it is really a good harvest, it is a must, and I have to learn this method from you......"

Wen Liang also smiled when he heard it, "Where do you need to say, if you really have to charge three or five buckets more, you won't hide it from the big guy." However, if anyone wants to learn, they will come to work when the time comes, so why bother ......"

Sun Xiaosan also smiled, "Wentun, didn't you just finish harvesting wheat, it's okay to be idle!" ”

With so many people coming, naturally Wen Liang would not be allowed to do it himself, everyone waited for a long time, and as soon as Wen Liang arrived at this moment, he rushed up, and the wheat of ten acres of land was just an instant, and it was cleanly harvested. The wheat straw was neatly stacked on the edge of the field, and the wheat was piled together.

“…… 37,38,39,,, "4041,41 stones, 37 ......"

Li Laohan raised a handful of wheat and announced loudly, and everyone cheered. Four more buckets of wheat were harvested in one acre of wheat field, which is a large number. In this way, each household with 60 acres of land can receive more than 20 stones of grain. You can eat a full meal, eat some meat during the New Year's holidays, and make new clothes for your family......

Wen Liang smiled and did not disturb their joy. He built this homeless tun single-handedly, and he is familiar with everyone here. The Qingzhou Thorn History Mansion funded the printing of the ? The Book of Victory", one volume for each tun chief. Wen Liang took these displaced people to build houses, repair canals, reclaim wasteland and farm, and start from scratch, little by little. Recalling that they were full of vegetables, panicked like lost dogs, and then looking at the satisfied smiles on their faces, a sense of pride arose in Wen Liang's heart.

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"Wen Ziming?"

Zhang Jian's voice was not so much an inquiry as an affirmation. This is the student he taught single-handedly, how could he not know it. However, rules are rules, and they have become accustomed to caution, whether outsiders are present or not.

"Yes, sir! Below is Wen Ziming. ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Wen Liang raised his head and stood upright.

"Relax! Just relax! ”

Wen Liang smiled embarrassedly and resumed his standing posture. Zhang Jian was a little amused when he saw it. In order to resettle the displaced people, Zhang Han conducted systematic training for these tun chiefs. This also includes cohort training. In other words, Wen Liang's actions do not arouse suspicion. However, Zhang Jian still rebuked him softly. It seems that adaptive training still needs to be strengthened.

Wen Liang, the word Ziming, a native of Shen County, Runan, has been studying since childhood, and has traveled to study in it. In September of the first year of Zhongping, he was a subordinate official of the Assassin History Mansion, with a rank of 100 stones, and a month of 16 meters, and his performance was excellent.

Wen Liang, the word Ziming, the original Runan Shen County people's name. The catastrophe in Yuzhou in the ninth year of Yanxi, with his parents

Lu Guo, and later voluntarily sold himself to Zhangwu's family in the county. In the third year of Xiping (during the 174th servant selection, he was selected together with the Zhao brothers, formerly known as Wen Xiaoer; He excelled in his servant training and joined the clan after a year; In the fourth year of Guanghe (181), he graduated from ethnology with honors; Guanghe five years (182, returned to Runan Shen County for eight months of adaptive training; Guanghe six years (183, study tour not its library; In the first year of Zhongping (September 184, he was appointed as a subordinate official of the Assassin Mansion......

The above-mentioned Wen Liang's resume, the previous paragraph is a record from "The Assassin's Mansion Clerk". All of these are well-founded, if someone really goes to Runan Shen County to visit Wen Liang, they can find the Wen family there. Of course, you won't see Wen Liang. The latter paragraph is Wen Liang's real file. In order to effectively control the displaced people, Zhang Han and others finally determined this method after several discussions. So far, more than 380 graduates of ethnicity have become minor officials in Qingzhou through this way, accounting for more than ninety percent of the displaced people. And after Guan Ning promoted education, he joined as a gentleman, and there were even more.

Many of the chiefs came from the agricultural group, but in order to prevent leaks, they had to go through training before they could become homeless chiefs - each of them was given a copy of the book "? The Book of Victory", and then, according to the book, teach the homeless people how to farm. Of course, what they popularize and apply is the district field method -- the field substitution method, which has high requirements for agricultural tools and low yield per mu, is not a good choice for promotion. However, the district field method, which yielded three or four stones per mu, was already an extremely advanced technology at that time. Although it has been invented for more than 100 years, it is still unheard of for many farmers, mainly because the district farming method is too labor-intensive. In other words, the yield per acre has increased, but the area of land that can be cultivated per person has decreased, which is not cost-effective. However, it is just right to resettle displaced people, and more displaced people can be resettled on the same land. Moreover, there are basically no requirements for farm tools, which greatly reduces the cost of resettlement.

"......, this year's harvest is very good, I have just tried the post-millet method, the effect is good, and the people in the tun are ready to try it next year. That's pretty much the case in Tunli. ”

The post-millet method is a kind of seed method, and it is also the most primitive seed coating technology, and the test results at home are that it can increase the yield of one-twelfth per mu.

"Oh," Zhang Jian nodded, every year during the spring planting and autumn harvest, he has to go to the homeless tun in various places to inspect it, but this year is not just for this, "Ziming, is there any abnormal situation in the tun?" ”

Wen Liang changed his standing posture slightly to hide his excitement, no matter what, he was trained according to the standards of a warrior, and it was not bad to plant for a few years, but when he heard that there was a battle, he still couldn't help but be excited, but then he was a little gloomy, people are ...... in this life He choked his wild thoughts:

"There's nothing unusual, Guan Xiaoer has come quietly again, Li Laohan has been pulling people to drink in the past two days......"

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"I don't agree with that!" Zhao Changyou "Huh?" threw the wine bowl on the case, "Wentun has a great kindness to us, we can't be ungrateful...... Besides, it's a good day, but what's the point of tossing these? ”

Li Laohan's face changed slightly, and it could be seen that the seven or eight people present were a little hesitant:

"Wentun people are good, it's good for us, but what's the use, he's just a small official, and it doesn't count if he says it, he is tired of planting these dozens of acres of land every year, how much can he have left in his hands? Half of it has to be rented, then it has to be taxed, and the remaining third is just barely making ends meet.

Wentun is capable, and he is kind to us, and when the time comes, we will give him a big official, which can be regarded as repaying him......"

"That's it, Wentun is good to us, but when we were served, Wentun's whip was not merciful, didn't you suffer Uncle Zhao?"

Wang Lao Wu then answered, and there was obviously a provocative meaning in his words.

Conscription is a part of taxation, divided into military service and others, although military service is basically gone, but the money is still collected, and labor service is every year, Wen Liang can only arrange labor in the annual agricultural slack season.

However, when he was in the service, Wen Liang was extremely strictly controlled, and there was no mercy, and everyone had to obey orders.

Most of the people present have been whipped by Wen Liang, and when they heard Li Laohan say, some people couldn't help but think of what happened at the beginning.

"Heh, surnamed Wang, do you really dare to say, who has been whipped in the past two years? Just yourself?!

Don't look at the little thing you did, the one who bullied other people's orphans and widows, and was embarrassed to speak, that is, Wentun, if you fall into my hands, I will beat you to death a long time ago!

At the beginning, hundreds of thousands of displaced people poured into Qingzhou together, where the displaced people were, there must be county soldiers within 20 miles to monitor, and if they did not obey the order, they would be killed immediately!

Is this false?

Qingyuntun, Laoqiutun, Nangongtun ......"

Zhao Changyou sneered and retorted, and as he read out the names one by one, everyone's faces turned white. The people in the government said that the troubled times used heavy codes, but they really did it. Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, those who dare to gather a crowd to make trouble and disobey the order, the county soldiers will immediately drive over. Those who fail to obey the three orders will be beheaded immediately! The blood of a dozen tuns made everyone remember this order.

At that time, the situation was critical. There are hundreds of people of all kinds, not to mention, there are millions of people. There are homeless people who gather to make trouble, and there are also homeless people who take advantage of the fire to rob, millions of homeless people are a volcano, the former has a slight change, Zhang Han did not hesitate to use the army. However, Zhang Han was also merciless towards the latter. When the national disaster is at the head, colluding with the yellow scarf, intending to provoke the people's uprising, once this hat is buttoned up, no matter who it is, there is only one way to die.

"It's better to be whipped than to be hacked to death." Someone muttered.

"Little Wu, don't talk nonsense!" Li Lao

It's not good, and he hurriedly said to him, "Wentun treats us well, and we also give him wealth, so let Wentun be the Taishou and Prime Minister in the future, and we are right to live with him......"

As soon as he said this, everyone moved. For people who are bitter, it is worth it to have the opportunity to take out their heads and Bo Yibo, Wentun will be the prime minister, let's be a general, and then the time will be a beautiful wife......

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the luck of the Great Han Kingdom has arrived, and the Dharma of the Guru is in charge of it......"

Seeing that everyone was tempted, Li Laohan struck while the iron was hot and instigated.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand ......"

Several people responded in unison, and Zhao Changyou's lips moved, and he also whispered. The guru's will is not something he can resist. Sun Xiaosan was also among the crowd, he didn't say anything, just followed the crowd to act.

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"Ziming, you know it in your heart, and I'm relieved."

Zhang Jian stood up and walked around the room twice before taking out a piece of paper from his sleeve, "Ziming, this is the list of the backbone members of the Yellow Turban, see if there is any ...... that needs to be added."

"Nope!"

Wen Liang glanced at ten lines and finished reading this list.

"Good! Don't worry about anything else, as long as you can control the situation in the tunzi. The Yellow Turbans are ready to start on August 18, we can't wait for them to launch, and on August 16, they will preemptively take down the Yellow Turbans in one fell swoop, and the backbone will be executed on the spot, and the rest of the people can be controlled separately for the time being. This action must be kept confidential, and once completed, the news must not be leaked until it is clearly notified, so as not to startle the snake.

If the situation gets out of control, you don't have to panic, and quickly notify the county seat of Dangli, where there will be ten soldiers and horses guarded. If all goes well, you should also notify Dangli and send a reliable person to support Dangli - it is up to you to decide whether to send personnel or not......

Ming, I'll leave a few infantry to help you control the situation. You don't have to refuse this, although you may not use it, but it is better than you alone to be prepared.

The crux of the matter lies in whether or not the situation in each of the districts can be controlled.

Ming, I wonder if you can pick up a knife after holding a hoe all these years......"

Zhang Jian looked at Wen Liang with a smile, Wen Liang straightened his chest and clenched his fists.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"If there are any questions, let's take the time to discuss them......"

"There are a few main problems with this. First, is it me, or is it ......?"

Naturally, Wen Liang didn't think that this soldier was useless, on the contrary, Wen Liang attached great importance to this soldier. There are only four or five hundred households and two or three thousand people in a tun, and if Wen Liang and his four squads (tun) to maintain law and order are relied on alone, even if the situation is controlled, there will inevitably be omissions -- they are all villagers in each other, and they are afraid that someone will not be able to do anything. And Wen Liang is not fighting for power, he acts first in the army, and if there is a difference in power, it will be very troublesome.

At the beginning, in order to maintain order, Zhang Han organized sturdy homeless people among the displaced people to maintain order. Later, after the establishment of the Liumintun, these squads were also retained. In fact, a small team is a tun, with an establishment of 50 people. It's just that Zhang Han didn't want to be noticed, so he named it a squad, didn't provide them with weapons, and only conducted simple military training. However, these people have completed basic queue training and learned to obey orders. When needed, it can be pulled out directly and equipped with weapons, at least stronger than the combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban. Of course, if there is a month or two to train tactical capabilities, there will be a leap in combat effectiveness.

"Of course, it's you, in a while, you go to meet the soldiers left, I will explain this personally, everyone must obey your orders!"

Zhang Jian is unequivocal about this.

"Second, where these soldiers stay, it will definitely not work to be arranged in the tunzi......

"You don't have to worry about this, when Li is on the verge of the sea, I just set up a new homeless tun to settle the homeless, and the specific location was chosen by me here," Zhang Jian took out the map and dotted on it, between Dangli and Yeguo, "Remember?" When the time comes, the reinforcements from Shitun will also be here, and the situation is urgent, you can notify here directly......"

"Yes! Remembered. ”

Wen Liang looked at the map carefully, compared it with the impression in his mind, and asked a few more details to ensure that he would not get lost and mistaken by then, so he nodded yes.

"Also, apart from the backbone, do I have the right to dispose of ordinary believers?"

Wen Liang's words were reasonable, Zhang Jian hesitated and nodded heavily.

"If necessary, you can put them all to death!"

"In addition......"

Zhang Jian discussed with Wen Liang and determined some other details, and thought about it carefully, making sure that there was nothing missing, so he breathed a sigh. Turned around and took out a piece of chain mail:

"Ziming, put it on!"

Wen Liang silently took the chain mail and put it in his clothes, Zhang Jian didn't say a word, quietly watched him put it on, and then said softly:

"Ziming, remember! You still have parents, wives and children, and you can't be soft!

Ming, take care! ”

For those like them, both parents would be given a piece of land of fifty acres, and in addition to paying one-tenth of the rent, they would only have to serve some forced labor, and even if they died, they would have no worries. However, at such a time, of course, Zhang Jian would not say such unlucky words.

Wen Liang took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, wanted to say something, but felt that he had nothing to say, and only said one word:

"Yes!"

Sixteen, Wen Liang clenched his hands, everything depends on August 16!

ps: The resettlement of displaced people is a bit simple, when I have time, I will write a biography, how about it?

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