August, the beginning of autumn.

The sun was still shining through the clouds, but the temperature had dropped considerably.

Zhuge Liang sat on the four-wheeled vehicle specially built by Su Chen, let the guards push him, and came to the mountains, where many figures were cultivating fields in the mountains and flatlands, and they were in full swing.

In August, he set an internal policy: measure the land and determine the acres!

First in the wasteland around Yanjing trial, all those who participate in the reclamation of the field, the new land belongs to the reclaimer, this order was issued, the villagers in the suburbs of Yanjing flocked to sign up.

Drag the family with the mouth to take the government's daily pick-up and drop-off car, go to the mountains or flat land, cut wood and hoe grass, reclaim wasteland, every day can see a large number of people come and go, the look is full of happy smiles, the field for them, is the capital of life, the field is full of laughter and children's frolic, hoe turning the ground and the scolding of disputes, mixed together to form an indescribable liveliness.

Zhuge Liang would go to different places every day to watch for a while, and the fireworks made him feel happy.

"You can promote the general's popularity among the people."

Another purpose of formulating people's livelihood has been quietly operational, since the general entered the imperial court, for the livelihood of the people, some people may not have seen it, but more or less heard of it, and the reputation of the former thief has also been quietly and slowly reversed.

On the vast northern ground, the gentry and the big families are also full of praise for the general, most of them take the caravan of the slaves, go to the northern snowfield, this is the place where many of them dare not set foot in person, and now there are slaves, the imperial court soldiers and horses escort, they personally set foot on the tundra, the snow forest, and watch the vast snow.

Sometimes itchy hands can also cost a considerable amount of money, hunting in the snow forest accompanied by slaves, or galloping on horses on the snowy fields, or buying fresh mountain goods from the slave tribes.

And these, in turn, have been derived from a pack team, which will be transported back for them, and even delivered to the doorstep intimately.

The slaves who got the benefits were even more grateful to Su Chen, not only did they get the money, but Su Chen specially hired craftsmen to build a house for them that would not be crushed by the snow, and there would be no more freezing and starvation of their relatives in heavy snow.

The slave life is wild and unrestrained, and for a time in Yanjing, the slave soldiers in the army flocked to Yanjing, kneeling outside the general's mansion to thank him, this move almost made the newly appointed Yanjing Ling think that the slave rebelled.

Soon, even more exciting news came back to the people.

The danger of Fenzhou was lifted, all 50,000 Wei troops were killed, Xiahou Yuan, Zhang He, and Lü Bu, who returned to the dynasty, and the army was still twenty miles away from Yanjing.

At this time, most of the generals who led the army would open their eyes and close their eyes, and the sons under their command would run out of the team from time to time, take a sip of the wine handed by the villagers, and then run back to the team.

The greedy drank a few more bowls, and was carried back by Sima who rushed out, causing the surrounding villagers and marching comrades to laugh.

In the Xiliang Army of the Hui Dynasty, there were also people who marched in Huben, Shibuya, and Longxiang, and they had never experienced such a scene.

Soon, the army returned to the camp, Xiahou Yuan, Lu Bu, and Zhang He were in high spirits, rode into the imperial city, and entered the palace.

In the main hall.

Su Chen got up from the tiger chair, raised his arms, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as the newly appointed civil and military officials, bowed their hands and congratulated in unison.

……

Yantang Pass, Lei Tong stood under the banner of Yanzi, pressing the sword and looking at the west of Chengguan.

In the vast field, the heads that had long been shriveled stretched out like a city wall, and the people of the Yelang tribe who once lived here have now changed to a new tribe and migrated back.

They rode on horseback, looked at the rows of heads, no longer crossed the line, re-pitched their tents, and went on to live here, but soon they noticed that the grass had turned yellow, and many of the leaves had dense gaps.

When someone rode over the long wall of human heads, the overwhelming swarm of locusts rushed into the sky, like black clouds, and swept densely to the west.

When Yantang was closed, black smoke rose, and the dense smoke and dust were like a high wall, and some of the flying locusts felt the temperature, and immediately turned around and followed the swarm to the west.

……

The autumn rain was like a crisp, hitting the yellowing leaves of the official road, and the carriage braving the autumn rain slowly moved forward, and finally stopped in front of the city gate with 'Ding'an' written on it.

The figure with the old knife marks on his face lifted the curtain and walked out, and in front of the city gate, Su Congfang led a large family to stand there, looking at the eldest son who got out of the car with tears in his eyes.

Yin Suhuan, who had a big belly, covered her mouth and cried silently. Su Lie's eyes were wet and red, and he stepped forward quickly, holding his brother in his arms with only one arm.

Su Yong gritted his teeth and sobbed, patted his second brother on the back vigorously, and after that, he walked up to his mother Xiao Wan and knelt down, and presented a pair of jade pendants with both hands.

The woman trembled and took the jade pendant, tears streaming down her face.

Yin Suhuan stepped forward to support her husband, and in the midst of sobbing, her face changed, she covered her stomach and moaned, and squatted on the ground weakly.

In front of the city gate, there was a sudden shout of astonishment and chaos.

……

Wei Guopeng County.

The big boat from the north docked at the bridge, Xiao Molu was dressed in green clothes, wearing a hat, walking down, touching the things in the baggage, he stood on the street a little dazed, not knowing where to go.

Zhangzhou is adjacent to the south bank of the Hunhe River.

Su Ting stood among the mountains and rivers, wiped the sweat on his head, and walked around the hot construction site, where a special camp for turnover will be built.

Gold and silver artifacts, a large number of exchange for Wei grain and straw.

This is the plan set up by a scribe beside him who seems to be weak and weak, and it is the Guo sacrifice wine that his cousin Su Chen left in Ding'an City!

Guo Jia already knew about the massacre of Fenzhou by Wei, and he knew that if he wanted to go south to Wei, he had to start from the most essential place.

Harvest the grain!

Through the big families here, a large amount of grain was purchased to send to the north, and they were quietly hollowed out.

Luyang, the capital of Wei State, the autumn rain stopped.

There were few pedestrians on the streets, and the fast horses galloped into the imperial city on the stagnant water in the streets, and the letters from the north, after a month, were finally delivered to the Emperor of Wei.

At the age of forty, he had seen many storms and waves, and a mere letter did not make him angry, but looking at the last sentence, and outlining the dog in a cloak and crown, made him grit his teeth, and suddenly laughed again.

"Come, send this letter to the Xingwen Pavilion, and let them write a letter, and scold me back in the most elegant and vicious words! Then 100 miles will be expedited and sent to the general of Yan Kingdom! ”

……

Yanjing, a monument engraved with names, stood firmly on the flat mound.

Below and around it, there are dense square stone tablets, which are still carved with many names, looking at Yanjing in the distance.

All sorts of things are happening in this world.

Soon, a piece of news spread from the silent Yanjing at a very fast speed - Su Chen was crowned king and amnesty was granted to the world!

(End of chapter)