The Zhuxia civilization originated from the upper reaches of the Great River thousands of years ago, and some counties in Liangzhou are the source of civilization, such as Longxi, Hanyang, and Beidi. With the development of civilization, the footprints of the Zhuxia people have traveled eastward along the great river and expanded from north to south.

The Zhuxia nation has descended from generation to generation, and Guanzhong was an important grain producing place during the Qin and Han dynasties. However, with the passage of time, the overexploitation of Guanzhong made Guanzhong gradually impoverished, and grain output was transferred from Guanzhong to Kanto, that is, Jizhou, Yanzhou and Yuzhou.

Here, it's the Central Plains.

Dongjun should be regarded as the middle position of the Central Plains.

Before the Yellow Turbans, it was a county with a large population. The river is nourished and nourished, and there are more than 200,000 households in one eastern county alone, which is not much worse than Nanyang, the most populous county. However, with the rise of the yellow turbans, the Central Plains is the hardest hit area, surrounded by chaotic soldiers and beacon fires for many years, which makes the population density here decline rapidly. By now, that is, when the princes were crusading against Dong Zhuo, the population of Dongjun was only one-third of its peak, with a maximum of eighty or ninety thousand households.

Cao Mengde has a poem: There are righteous men in the eastern part of the country, and they raise troops to fight against the people; The armor is full of lice, and all surnames are dead; the white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles; the people are left behind, and the thought is broken.

The beacon fire at the end of the Han Dynasty has not yet reached its peak, but the terrifying scene in this poem composed by Cao Mengde in the future has been faintly presented in front of people's eyes.

Three horse-drawn carriages creaked on the loess road, and the drought affected the entire Central Plains, and Dongjun was not spared. The weeds, which were extremely tenacious in vitality, also wilted and lost their strength, and the land was barren and full of cracks. Faintly white bones, under the scorching sun, flashing with a dazzling light.

"A strong man is a strong man, the country is always weak to destroy, and the lone man is strong to die. They are all buried under this cracked and barren earth..."

The strength of the Han dynasty is almost incomparable to that of later dynasties. Even during the Three Kingdoms period, the population of the Han people decreased greatly, and Cao Mengde only controlled 30% of the world, and he was able to subdue the northern barbarians with his own strength. After the collapse and division of the dynasties of later generations, those princes often called the northern barbarians vassals in order to get hungry, and even did not hesitate to lead the barbarians south. What an emperor, what bullshit, abound.

Only the Han Dynasty, even if it collapsed, would be famous throughout the world.

However, it is probably this kind of hard bone that led to the tragedy in the future.

Anyway, if you don't obey me, I don't obey you, fight to the death, and the Han people who fight will be extinct, so the five are chaotic.

After more than 100 years of fighting, I got tired. The Sima family became a turtle with a shrunken head, and no longer had the ability to restore the prosperity of the strong Han Dynasty, hiding in the southeast to live for a long time, leaving a bad name.

Zhao Yu held on to the edge of the car, looking at the desolation and desolation in front of him, and his heart was full of thoughts.

In later generations, a Romance of the Three Kingdoms turned Cao Mengde into a thief. However, who knows that Cao Mengde is in danger?

He is alone in the north and seems to be powerful, but who would have thought about the threat to him from the northern Xiongnu, Xianbei, Karasuma, and other barbarians?

In fact, Zhao Yu even guessed that after Chibi, Cao Mengde did not continue to launch a large-scale southward war, precisely considering the threat of the northern barbarians. He must have a heavy army to suppress the north, but he cannot draw it.

Puyang is in sight.

"Where's the old man?"

Zhao Yu was not in a good mood, and asked lazily.

"I have entered the boundary of Puyang. Dian Wei replied, "There will be a big river in front of you, do you want to go and see it?"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he came to his senses: "I want to see." ”

The carriage stopped on the bank of the river, and Zhao Yu climbed up the river slope, and at a glance, it was sparkling.

In later generations, the Yellow River was already a hanging river. That is, the elevation of the riverbed is higher than the land on both sides. This is due to the accumulation of sediment washed down from the upstream over the years. Therefore, once there is a big flood, the lower reaches of the Yellow River will definitely be a flooded country.

But in this day and age, it's much better.

At least the riverbed of the Yellow River is not above the ground on both banks.

However, the turbid river still indicates the irreversibility of all this.

The over-exploitation of Guanzhong by the Han family was also one of the important reasons for the turbidity of the Yellow River.

In fact, this is the same as the new era of the future, which pollutes the environment in exchange for economic development. There's no way around it.

In the heyday of the Han Dynasty, there were 60 million people, and in such an era of low productivity, only through such means could so many people be fed.

Zhao Yu squatted by the river, picked up a handful of pale yellow water, and looked at the river thoughtfully.

He suddenly said to Dian Wei, who was standing beside him: "Old Dian, you said that if I can make this Yellow River clear and prevent flooding, okay?"

Dian Wei's eyes were like copper bells: "Boss, I know that you have some strange skills, but this, it's unlikely, right?"

"I'll just ask you if you're okay. ”

"Yes, of course it's good! Definitely good!" Dian Wei was categorical: "If you can make the Yellow River better, the people on both sides of the river will definitely offer you like a god!"

Zhao Yu nodded and stood up: "Let's go, go to Puyang." ”

The consideration of controlling the Yellow River was not a whim of Zhao Yu. He supported Cao Mengde, but he wouldn't roll up his sleeves and help Cao Mengde kill with his shirtless, he thought it was a bad fall. A monk, not a killing machine.

On the contrary, products such as crop cultivation, steel forging, and even waterwheels, glass, and soap are more attractive to him now.

Transform history from all aspects, not just change the soup and not the medicine. This is what Zhao Yu hopes he can accomplish.

Only by changing and reversing from every corner can time and space be fundamentally turbulent, so as to achieve its own goals. It's not just that Cao Mengde can establish a dynasty and everything will be fine. It's just a superficial effort.

And the transformation of the Yellow River is also in Zhao Yu's plan.

If it succeeds, the impact on time and space will be no less than that of the change of dynasty. The impact is even greater.

What's more, the transformation of the Yellow River is also in the plan to support Cao Mengde. It's also a part. The south bank of the Yellow River is the place where Cao Mengde started and is the foundation. It is related to Cao Mengde's great cause. If the transformation of the Yellow River can be completed, combined with the improved crops cultivated in the small world of Chaos Pearl, this area will definitely become the granary of the world, and the energy will continue to support Cao Mengde's southern and northern wars.

However, it is not an easy task to transform the Yellow River.

Even in the modern world 2,000 years later, the productive forces are extremely developed, but they cannot fundamentally change the Yellow River.

To accomplish this goal, Zhao Yu must use the Immortal Family's methods.

And now is not the time. Even if the immortal family means are used, it will not be a while, and it will also require the support of a certain amount of human and material resources. Before Cao Mengde gained a foothold in Dongjun, this plan would not be implemented.

Before dark, Zhao Yu and his entourage of three carriages finally arrived in Puyang.

The house is ready-made, and it is the place where Chen Gong stayed when he came to Puyang before, and now it belongs to Zhao Yu.

But on the surface, Zhao Yu paid for it.

"Low-key, you know?"

When Wang Po took the two maids to clean up the yard, Zhao Yu said to Dian Wei: "Before Meng De enters Puyang, you must keep a low profile. But you can't do nothing. ”

Dian Wei was ignorant.

Zhao Yu raised his forehead and said, "How much money did you bring this time?"

"Uh, oh, three hundred thousand dollars. Dian Wei reacted: "'Buying' this yard cost fifteen thousand, and there are twenty... Twenty..."

"Two hundred eighty-five thousand. Zhao Yu pursed his lips and looked at Dian Wei: "From tomorrow, you want to learn math from me, and you can't learn it in half a month, I'll let you be optimistic." ”

"Huh?" Dian Wei's rugged face suddenly pulled down, like a mournful exam.

Zhao Yu snorted coldly: "I've never seen such a useless servant as you." ”

Dian Wei was silent.

"Okay, you go to the human market right now, find me a housekeeper who can do business, and don't come back if you can't find it. ”

Dian Wei snorted and trotted out.

Zhao Yu exhaled and sat down: "What, Xiaochun, bring me a pu fan." ”

The weather is indeed very hot, but it has nothing to do with Zhao Yu. His current realm has long been invasive. But you have to pretend. On a hot day, it is not decent not to take a puff fan.

Two maids, one named Koharu, with a round face. One is called Xiaoqiu, melon seed face. are only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Shouting, Koharu grabbed the pu fan and ran over, and his little face was flushed.

Zhao Yu said: "Let Mrs. Wang stop being busy and make dinner first." I'll talk about it tomorrow if it's not cleaned up. ”

"Hmm. ”

Koharu slipped away.

Zhao Yu has no shelf, and his family is very harmonious.

At least two maids were not afraid of him, and occasionally laughed and joked.

Zhao Yu didn't care. Such a girl, two thousand years later, is still in junior high school.

When Mrs. Wang made dinner, Dian Wei came back with a meal.

Foodies have the induction of foodies, and Dian Wei has never missed a meal.

"The owner. Dian Wei scratched his head, and while quietly looking into the room, he said, "I found three, which one do you want?"

Zhao Yu looked on his back, holding a pu fan in his hand, and looked at the three people who came back with Dian Wei.

They are all ragged, but in their temperament, they are still a little different from ordinary people.

"Tell me, what did you do before?"

In troubled times, human life is like a mustard. Those who can't survive either join the army, rebel, or sell themselves. The human market is a place to sell people. It is called inserting a label to sell the head, which is to insert a straw in the neck, indicating that you are going to sell yourself.

Who wants to sell themselves? But there is no way, they can't live.

The three of them hurriedly scrambled to tell their life stories like popping beans.

To be honest, in this year, if you can give a bite of food, there are people who work hard. So business in the human market is not good. There are random homeless people, roaring, and those who are willing to sell themselves for free abound.

Therefore, it is not easy to meet a buyer.

All three of them knew that they hoped to be bought by Zhao Yu.

All three are in their thirties and forties, and they all have families. It is precisely because of having a family that I have to sell myself. Otherwise, they will not be able to support their wives and children.

They are all locals of Puyang, and they are all engaged in small business. But small business can't withstand the wind and waves, and it is easy to collapse. Once it collapses, there's nothing left.

Qiao Mao was not a good official, but before he crusaded against Dong Zhuo, he needed to recruit soldiers, and conscription needed money and food, so the people in Puyang City suffered. Those big families have power, and Qiao Mao is not easy to mess with, so small people like the three people in front of him have become the best targets for exploitation.

So they went bankrupt.