Chapter 3: Reclaiming is not a land, but a human heart!

Ten times.

Xun Yu watched it carefully ten times.

After careful consideration of the possibility, we calculated the food needed, plowed oxen, and roughly divided the farmlands in various places.

Yanzhou is in chaos and wasteland is mostly caused by farming. If you want to farm, you must stay day and night this spring this year.

Before winter, the soldiers had just experienced the battle to pacify the thieves of Xu Yu in Qing, and were mostly exhausted. In winter, there were people suffering from winter disasters and food.

Therefore, there was still no smile on Xun Yu's face.

Xi Zhicai kept staring at him, his expression very solemn.

The moment Xun Yu put down the book slip, he immediately asked, "How is it?"

“Not very good.”

Xun Yu looked up at him, his lips moved a few times, but he was still not too excited.

"The wasteland is not enough to survive. Even if it is stored, the people may not be able to leave much after the harvest. This strategy is to use fixed taxes as the basis. After payment, the people can save the surplus, that is, there is surplus food at home."

"What should I do if the time is unfavorable and the harvest is not good?"

Xun Yu was very calm about internal affairs. He would not bet. He wanted to wait a little longer. If he could come up with a better strategy, it might be able to solve the current problems better.

Xi Zhicai's eyes shook twice.

He gradually became excited, maybe he had drunk some wine, so his face turned a little red. He walked up to Xun Yu and knelt down, leaned closer and said, "Wenruo, why don't you understand?"

"This strategy is not about how much wasteland is opened."

"What is that?" Xun Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he remained calm.

"It's to calm people's hearts!"

Xi Zhicai's eyes were extremely real and spoke very quickly: "How strong is human hearts? The dispersed heart is aimed at trying to survive. The people have long forgotten how to survive. They are farmers but are now thieves. Why?"

"Because the great man is already deserted."

"This strategy uses military and civilians to farm and cultivate the entire territory, and plant them not wasteland, but the people's dispersed hearts and the people's hearts."

"Rather than letting them get the grain for opening the warehouse! Why not let them have land for arable land? Is this the value of how much harvest can reflect? Of course not!"

Xi Zhicai stood up again, with a arrogant expression, looking down at Xun Yu, "If you give them land, they can rely on it! Land is for your life!"

"This year won't happen, what about next year? What about the year after that? A few years later, there will always be a bumper harvest."

"As long as they hope to be here, they will not leave, because there are not only wars outside, but also land as a support. The military camps are collected from stable people's hearts, not this year's harvest!"

"Only with the people in the country can the troops have their own power, what do you think?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet and Xun Yu fell into silence.

He is good at arranging plans and can complete many matters like Xiao He, but in terms of passion, he is not as good as this friend who is drunk and is twisted day and night.

Human heart.

He proposed the most critical point.

The trade-offs in Xun Yu's mind were quickly broken.

"I can't tell you."

Xun Yu slowly stood up, tied up the calligraphy slip, then put on his generous official uniform, hid the calligraphy slip in his wide sleeves, put on a crown and hat, and prepared to travel.

At this moment, Xi Zhicai smiled on his face.

He said that this policy was of no use, but would be ignored. Even if it was arguing with reason, the famous scholars such as Zhang Miao and Chen Gong would only think that he was drunk and crazy.

But Xun Yu went there, it was very different.

"I'll go see my lord."

"good."

Xi Zhicai sorted out his collar, folded his hands in front of him, and bowed down.

"Tell me first, which camp is the person who wrote this strategy?"

Xi Zhicai immediately leaned back and looked at Xun Yu with his eyes empty, saying, "Under General Zixiao's tent, the official in the Southeast School Knife Camp is named Xu Zhen."

"What are you going to do? I want him to be my disciple."

Xun Yu smiled faintly, "Okay, I understand."

...

Xi Zhicai's military tent.

Xu Zhen woke up.

【You sleep on time and get a self-discipline point +3】

"It's great, it used to be 1 o'clock."

The greater the official position you hold, the more self-disciplined you are, the easier it is to accumulate.

All your attributes need to be strengthened and you cannot be too lazy.

"You're awake."

While still in a daze, the voice of Xi Zhicai came to his ears.

Xu Zhen looked back and saw that he was sitting in front of the original document.

"military adviser."

Xu Zhen immediately stood up, then tidied up the quilt, made up his clothes, and looked at the sky just when it was just dawn.

"I'm going to patrol the camp, please ask the military advisor."

He gave up his position and made a "please" gesture to the bed.

"I'm not sleepy," Xi Zhicai yawned and continued, "No need to patrol the camp. In a short time, someone will come to tell you, please be a literary clerk or Gongcao."

"Thank you." Xu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

That's it.

Sure enough, if someone recommends it, the journey of staying at the door will be much smoother.

But it's also good luck.

I am appreciated by the movie.

This was something Xu Zhen had never expected before. He thought that his strategy would be buried among a large pile of books like rivers.

After all, the strategy of military garrison was mentioned by central military generals and local officials a few months later.

All of them are what celebrities think.

"However," Xu Zhen smiled and said, "I still have to go to the camp to patrol the camp. Don't be proud and forget it for a moment."

"Only be honest with one's duty, you can be calm."

After all, 3 points of self-discipline are worth noting.

"Go," Xi Zhicai nodded.

When Xu Zhen left the military tent, he suddenly relaxed and threw himself on the bed. A moment later, a whistle came.

...

In the morning, Xu Zhen returned to the military camp and brought thirty soldiers in the camp to patrol the south.

All the established posts were passed by, and fifteen people were arranged to change to the post, and then check the logistics grain inventory.

Ensure there is no abnormal consumption of food.

Then go to check the prisoner-of-war residence camp in the camp.

This process is not tiring, it is just boring.

However, Xu Zhen has always enjoyed it. He knew that all these could be rewarded, so he would do it personally every time.

The other school officials under the army are usually left to others to do.

After all, there is no war now.

When he came back, Xu Zhen's deputy immediately came up and told him that the adults were coming to find him.

"Who?"

"Military Xun and his lord..."

"There are a few generals, I don't know..."

"Take me there!"

...

At this time, Xun Yu came to Xun Zhen's tent with a middle-aged man with a low figure but extremely mighty figure.
To be continued...