Chapter 0526 an allusion(1/2)
Regarding the matter of Lang Li bringing his tribe to join him as promised, Feng Yong did not come forward personally and still left full authority to Zhang Yi.
Moreover, Lang Li's reputation is not big enough for the dignified Ghost King to come forward in person.
If you want the Ghost King to come forward in person, you have to reach the level where Meng Huo responded to everything at once.
It is impossible for such a figure to appear in Nanzhong today.
Naturally, the more mysterious the Ghost King's true face is, the better.
The Yi people in Qiongdu were afraid of the Ghost King, while the Han people in Qiongdu believed in Feng Langjun.
Except for a few people, no one knows that the Han official who wears a straw hat every day, wanders around, and coaxes children to help catch fish with meat cakes is not only the Ghost King, but also Feng Langjun.
The reason why we know he is a high official is because even near Qiongdu City, there are personal guards following him to protect him at all times.
Qiongdu could not grow early rice this season, so the newly opened fields that were to be planted with rice next season had canals opened to divert water and the fields were filled with water.
At the same time, Feng Yong also sent people to the Sunshui River to catch fish fry and throw them into the paddy fields. It seemed that he planned to use the paddy fields to raise fish for the next season.
However, when Feng Yong heard from Zhang Yi that part of the reason why Langli had come to him was because the Yanniu tribe froze to death and starved to death every year, resulting in the tribe's population not growing for many years, he thought in his heart
As soon as I moved, I remembered an allusion.
This allusion is called "Minus Ding".
When he thought of this allusion, King Feng Gui's thoughts were like a flood that burst the embankment and flooded out of control.
"This Langli, does he want to farm, or does he want to continue herding horses and sheep?"
Feng Yong stood on the ridge of the field, staring blankly at the paddy field reflecting the sunshine. The gaze in his eyes was sometimes deep and sometimes exquisite, and he asked in a somewhat distant voice.
"Although he said he was letting Chang Shi arrange it, according to the official's opinion, it would be best if he could continue grazing."
Zhang Ni stood behind Feng Yong and couldn't clearly see Feng Yong's expression that was changing from bright to dark, so he just answered truthfully.
Now, all the Yi tribes in the east, west, north and west of Qiongdu that were dissatisfied with the Han had been wiped out and all were brought under the actual control of the Han.
Only in the south, Jufu is still leading his people to explore the terrain.
But as the saying goes, the more Yi people there are, the more Han people there are.
Given the current situation of the Han Dynasty, as long as it can completely control the Sunshui River Valley Plain, it will be a blessing.
Therefore, Feng Yong's plan is to try his best to develop the Sunshui River Valley Plain, and then use the advantages of the Sunshui River Valley Plain to spread across the entire country.
As for other places in Yuexun, the only way is to support the pro-Han Yi tribes at the same time with sufficient force to deter them.
The Sunshui River Valley runs north to south. Although it is narrow in some places, it is very long and has a large total area. At least for the current official population of the Han Dynasty, it will not be a problem for decades.
Therefore, Feng Yong planned to use half of such a plain to grow pasture and half to grow grain.
If in future generations, such a simple and crude plan, such a waste of land resources, he would have deserved to be beaten to death.
But it is such a simple and crude plan. For today's people, it is a very grand idea.
According to Feng Yong's plan, Yi tribes willing to farm could be allocated fields on a per-capita basis.
For tribes who are accustomed to herding horses and sheep, they can graze elsewhere in spring, summer and autumn. In winter, they can rush back to the Sunshui River Valley and use the green materials stored here to feed cattle, sheep and horses for the winter.
In this case, not to mention the farming Yi people, they would soon become subjects directly under the Han Dynasty.
The herding tribes will gradually become semi-settled in the Sunshui River Valley plain. They are accustomed to relying on the green fodder supply in the Sunshui River Valley in winter. They are better controlled by the Han Dynasty and are less likely to cause trouble.
Of these two kinds of barbarians, the former could hand over grain as taxes, and the latter could hand over cattle, sheep, horses, wool, furs, etc. as taxes.
But now that he heard Lang Li talking about the situation of the Yanniu Department, King Feng Gui realized that this plan seemed to be able to be modified for the better?
"General Zhang, does he know how many Dingkou there were in Yuexun in the past?"
Feng Yong was silent for a long time and suddenly asked an inexplicable question.
"Before I came to Yuexun, I had done some research, but I could only find out that in the second year of the First Han Dynasty, there were 61,208 households in Yuexun County, with a total of 48,400
Zero five people.”
Although Zhang Yi didn't know why Feng Yong suddenly asked this, he thought for a moment and answered immediately.
It can be seen that Zhang Yi still understood Yuexun County very carefully.
"Yes, more than two hundred years ago it was found that there were more than 400,000 Dingkou people in Yuexun. Could it be that more than two hundred years later we still can't find out how many people there are in Yuexun?"
"Chang Shi wants to investigate Yuexundingkou?"
"That's right."
Feng Yong nodded, "The Han Dynasty is currently investigating people's land, but it is limited to Hanzhong in Shuzhong. Nanzhong cannot start because of the complicated situation."
"So I thought that I would take advantage of this opportunity to conduct an inventory of the Dingkou of each tribe in Yuexi, so that I can easily divide them into good places to avoid cross-border disputes in the future."
Zhang Ni was a little confused after hearing this, "Didn't Chang Shi already plan to divide the cultivated land for them? How could he still cross the boundary?"
"It's not the barbarians who farm, but the barbarians who still want to be nomadic and hunt."
Feng Yong looked far away and said slowly, "My plan is to divide good areas for the barbarians who do not cultivate, whether they are hunting or nomadic, so that they are not allowed to cross the border at will."
"If there are people who cross the border, we will assist the tribes that have been crossed and impose heavy penalties on the people who cross the border. However, there are big and small tribes, so if we want to divide them fairly, we need to know the number of members of each tribe."
This sounds very normal, but Zhang Yi is not an ordinary person because he can leave his name in future generations. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that there was something wrong with it.
"Chang Shi, in this way, although the various tribes can temporarily settle down, the number of tribes will definitely increase as time goes by. If the output of the areas allocated to them is not enough, I am afraid that the tribes will have more disputes."
Feng Yong listened and smiled calmly, "If you have too many tribes, you can move out. You don't have to stick to that piece of land. At that time, if any tribe has too many people and insufficient food rations, you can tell us."
"Where are the racecourses, workshops, Dongfeng Express, and the sugar cane manor in the south that don't need people? We can help them arrange it. We can even go to the battlefield to gain a good background. If we have better luck, we might as well make him my wife and son-in-law?"
"Look at General Wang, didn't he just go out with the gangster general, and now he has gained a good background!"
The General Wang that Feng Yong mentioned was Wang Ping's clansman, Wang Han.
When Zhang Yi heard this, he immediately understood. Wasn't this a strict restriction on the Yi tribe in Yue?
Remembering the plight of the Yanniu tribe mentioned just now, Zhang Ni suddenly realized that Feng Langjun wanted to put all the Yi tribes in Yuexi into a predicament similar to that of the Yanniu tribe!
Will the Yi people agree to Feng Langjun's request?
Definitely.
Because on the surface, this seems to be extremely fair.
According to the size of the tribe, the scope of hunting and grazing is divided.
This ensures the interests of large tribes, because the larger the tribe, the larger the area it will be allocated.
Since tribes are not allowed to cross the boundaries at will, the survival of small tribes is ensured at the same time.
As long as each tribe does not violate the rules of the Ghost King, they will have the support of the Ghost King behind them, and they will not be afraid of others coming to conquer them. This ensures that the big man can easily control the overall situation from a transcendent position.
Very fair and reasonable.
But the deep meaning behind this fairness and reasonableness, let alone the Yi people, even Zhang Yi himself would not be able to guess it without Feng Yong's personal recognition.
This is really a plan to make others feel grateful. If this can really be done, then the reputation of the Ghost King in Yuexi will really be at its peak.
Looking at the man in front of him who was wearing a straw hat and standing barefoot on the edge of the field, Zhang Ni stood under the sun and felt a little chill on his back: What the Nanzhong Yi people said is right. This man is called the Ghost King.
It really deserves its name.
Recalling the various rumors she had heard about this gentleman before, Zhang Ni couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Feng Langjun is charming with his clever words, and cruel and ruthless with Xiao Wenhe". It is indeed a well-deserved reputation, and I'm afraid there will be another "Feng Langjun" after it.
Only with foresight and foresight can the King of Ghosts be found.
At this time, I saw two Yi people aged 11 or 12 years old carrying a large wooden bucket. They put it down from a distance and gestured towards this side, "Fish, fish..."
They could not pass without the guards' permission. The Yi children knew this and stood outside the guard's cordon very obediently.
Feng Yong nodded to the guard, who quietly checked them over before letting them go.
"How many fish?"
Feng Yong stretched his head and looked at the wooden barrel in front of him.
"two hundred!"
The Yi child had a proud look on his face, stretched out two fingers, and answered in less than standard Chinese.
Sure enough, the way to learn a foreign language quickly is through daily interactions.
"Okay, no need to count, just pour it into that field."
Feng Yong touched the head of the Yi child and said with appreciation, "You have caught the most in the past two days. I will give you an extra meat pie later."
When the two children heard this, they immediately carried the bucket to the paddy field designated by Feng Yong and poured the fry into it carefully, as if they were afraid of hurting the fry.
Then he happily ran to the guard, stretched out three fingers and said, "Three!"
After getting the meat pie in hand, he ran back and bowed to Feng Yong, "Thank you, sir."
"You can only eat after you wash your hands, you know?"
Feng Yong warned, looking like a kind elder, "Otherwise you will get sick if you eat dirty things. If you don't listen to me, I won't want your fish in the future."
"Know."
Although the children could not speak much Chinese, they could understand it. They nodded immediately, and then ran away carrying a bucket and a pole.
To be continued...