The problem is not difficult, and it is not even considered Yang Yi, and Sun Ce’s meaning is not new. Huang Chengyan mentioned it last time. However, the people who said it are completely different. Yang Jie could ignore Huang Yanzhi, but he dared not ignore Sun Ce. Behind Sun Ce not only were more than 1,000 people including Huang Zhong, ten warships, but also Sun Jian and an army of 20,000, and tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans were also on the way.

It doesn't matter whether the calculation result is right or wrong. It's important, Yang Jie saw Sun Ce's determination. He is not Huang Chengyan or Liu Biao. He not only has the ability to kill people, but also has sufficient reasons. This reason is so high-sounding that you can't even refute if you want to refute it, especially for those refugees who have lost their land, this reason is extremely deceptive.

When encountering such a person, if he does not have the strength to fight and does not want to die, his only choice is to admit defeat. Yang Jie believed that he was not generous to die with his family, so he simply admitted defeat. Otherwise, even if Sun Ce did not kill him, tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army would have killed him.

Seeing Yang Jie surrender, Huang Chengyan came forward to plead with the right time, and Sun Ce also took advantage of the situation and slowed down. He said to Yang Yi: "Actually, there is another way, have you ever thought about it?"

Although Yang Yi was smart and proud, she was a child after all, and was very scared by Sun Ce. Although Sun Ce spoke very politely, he still nodded in a low voice. "Please give me advice."

"The most direct way is to prepare for the future, let some people leave their homes and work hard in the outside world. The world is very big. We cannot limit our attention to the few acres of land in front of us, but should focus on the world and spread our Han civilization to all the wildernesses."

Yang Jie nodded. "The general is so brave." He spoke politely, but Yang Lu and Yang Yi brothers were lit up. Even the weak scholars who were powerless, there were a few who did not admire those feats of expeditions thousands of miles and preaching the world. What's more, their brothers were just young and energetic, and they were determined to make achievements. The Yang family is a powerful person in Xiangyang, but it is not possible to look at the entire Nanjun, let alone Jingzhou and even the great man. It is almost an instinct to be proactive. Sun Ce suddenly threw out such an attractive goal in the world, how could they not be moved?

This is the vision. If you can conquer the world with Sun Ce and make meritorious service, it would be worth it to take out the land to support him in military farming.

Seeing the spirit in the eyes of his two sons, Yang Jie sighed secretly. Sun Jian was lucky. He gave birth to such a good son, who was both literary and martial, and could coax and scare. He was able to do great things and acted like a hooligan. He was as talented as the high emperor who had established the Han family for four hundred years.

Maybe this is the opportunity for the Yang family? Even Huang Chengyan took the initiative to rely on him, so he should not be wrong.

Yang Jie had a plan in his heart, and immediately changed his attitude and enthusiastically invited Sun Ce and Huang Chengyan to visit the village. Sun Ce asked Huang Chengyan to discuss the details with Yang Jie, but he talked to the two brothers Yang Lu and Yang Yi. He was frightened by him, and these two brothers became much more well-behaved.

"General, can I ask you a question?" Yang Lu looked very distressed.

"I can't talk about it if you ask for advice, let's discuss it with each other." Sun Ce smiled and said, "But I'm a little studying, don't lie to me."

"How dare you, how dare you?" Yang Lu smiled shyly. "The general asked my brother to calculate that question. Could it be that the current dilemma of the Han Dynasty was caused by the waste of food for scholars? Shouldn't people in the world study and go to farm? But I think that without scholars and only farmers, the household registration will also increase, and in the end, there will be more people and fewer land."

Sun Ce looked at Yang Yi. "You think so too?"

Yang Yi nodded hurriedly. At this moment, he looked like Yang Lu's little follower.

"You are right. Without scholars, the household registration will also increase, and in the end, there will be more people and fewer places. My problem is a simplified question. In order to make a shocking speech, it is inevitable that it will be overcorrect and a bit exaggerated. The actual situation is much more complicated than this, and there are not so many scholars in the world."

Yang Lu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, if scholars are regarded as representatives of food senders, this principle is still valid. The total amount of land in the world has its own fixed number. Even if the land is constantly reclaimed, it will not increase without limit. The people who can support basically have a limit. One more food sender will have a lesser farmer. Therefore, the proportion of food senders also has a limit, right?"

"Yes, yes." Yang Yi pinched his fingers and began to calculate again. "A man holds five people and cultivates a hundred mu. The yield per mu of two stones can be produced by two hundred stones. A family of five has one dynasty, one woman, one big man, one big woman and one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one dynasty, one

Sun Ce was really surprised to see Yang Yi's abacus. He had seen such a child, and those who had learned mental abacus were even more exaggerated than this, and he didn't even have to dig his fingers. However, Yang Yi must have never learned mental abacus. Nowadays, there has not even been such abacus, and only the abacus on the plate.

This guy is born to be an accountant. Zhuge Liang asked him to plan food and grass, but unfortunately, people nowadays want to be an official if they have some skills. If they are good at studying, they will become officials. The saints taught him. A senior official level is to crush people, so who doesn’t want to climb up? Yang Yi was ruined by the strong desire for power in the end.

I have to twist the trend.

"You are so awesome." Sun Ce gave a thumbs up. "I'm thankful for being self-aware and I haven't compared the calculations with you, otherwise I would definitely lose."

Yang Yi grinned, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Let's go back to the original topic. The proportion of food users is certain. Is it better to have more scholars, or to have more craftsmen, or to have more funerals and juggling?"

The Yang brothers looked at each other and said in unison: "Of course it's better to have more scholars."

"I also agree that there are more scholars. However, there are also differences between scholars and scholars. Some people read to understand the truth, while others read to be officials. Do you think it is better to read to understand the truth, or to study to be officials?"

Yang Lu said seriously with a stern face: "Reading is to understand the truth. People can not be an official, but they cannot ignore the truth."

But Yang Yi licked her lips, smiled awkwardly, and said nothing.

Sun Ce saw it and smiled in his heart. Although the two brothers fell in love with each other, their nature was still very different. Yang Lu was relatively indifferent, but Yang Yi was more utilitarian. He looked at Yang Lu and asked, "If your Yang family does not have a manor, which one would you choose between farming and making official food and paying for money?"

"I choose to farm and eat by myself." Yang Lu hesitated for a moment, but still gave the answer. "Yan Hui was eating and drinking, and he did not change his joy. Confucius called him a wise man. I would like to be such a wise man."

"Where are you?" Sun Ce turned to look at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi licked her lips and said stutteringly: "I ask myself that morality is not as good as my brother, and I dare not learn from Yan Hui. I hope that the students will pay tribute. A gentleman loves money and gets it well, make a weapon for corals, and pass on the way of the master." He raised his head and stared at Sun Ce. "General, if you ask you to choose, who do you choose?"

Sun Ce smiled. "You brothers have lofty ambitions, and I dare not compare any of them. If I have to choose, I will choose Zigong."

"Why?" Yang Lu was puzzled.

Sun Ce’s rare seriousness. “A real man established the world, and his morality should not be neglected. If he learns from Yan Hui, he will only be able to keep his life alone. He cannot support the country, and his lower family cannot support his parents, his parents and wives are not well-behaved, and he will be virtuous but have no achievements. If he fails, he will become hypocritical and only speak shamelessly. If he fails, he can help the world. If he fails, he can even make a living for his family. If he fails, he will not achieve anything.”

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yi applauded and agreed. "The general's words are reasonable, and I think so too."

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