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Chapter 258 Wei Wen(1/3)

Liu Zhang pressed his hand on the people outside, and the people's shouts gradually stopped, and they all stared at Li Yan, with angry expressions on their faces.

Li Yan continued.

"Uncle Liu understands the sentiments of the people and believes that all the illegal gains from the clan should be returned to the people. Therefore, after the clan was punished, the emperor decided to allocate a large amount of confiscated property for disaster relief. Uncle Liu will distribute the clan's land to the people who have no land or little land and are willing to keep it.

Jiangxia refugees in Xiangyang and refugees originally from Xiangyang can obtain land..."

At this time, both the refugees and the people of Xiangyang burst into loud cheers. Distributing benefits to the people was superior to redressing the grievances of the people and punishing the bullies.

For homeless refugees, nothing makes them more grateful than giving them the land they need to live on.

All the people watching now support Liu Zhang from the bottom of their hearts. Coupled with the rumors that the Red Emperor was reincarnated and destined to be crowned king, Liu Zhang's status in their hearts has been higher than anything else. Liu Zhang, sitting upright on the high platform, is like a Tathagata Buddha, with golden light overflowing.

"Long live Uncle Liu Huang, long live Uncle Liu Huang."

"Uncle Liu Huang is a truly good official."

"Long live Uncle Liu Huang."

Listening to the loud shouts of joy from the people, Liu Zhang suddenly frowned and looked at Huang Yueying: "Yueying, I have never planned to divide the land."

Huang Yueying smiled and said: "Master, listen first."

"But." Li Yan said loudly: "In order to prevent the recurrence of the situation where the noble families wantonly occupy poor farmland properties, all land cannot be bought and sold. If you want to obtain the right to buy and sell, you must purchase it from the government at the price specified in the land order, and subsequent sales must also be done.

Follow the land order.”

Huang Yueying said to Liu Zhang: "My lord's land order is to rent land to farmers who have no land. However, I think that except for the right to buy and sell, there is no difference between it and land donation. Rent tax or tax. The latter sounds better, and renting land is not the same as sharing land."

Tian Di, which one do you think has stronger appeal, my lord?"

Liu Zhang was speechless in reply.

"Since the effect is the same, why not say something nice." Huang Yueying smiled.

Liu Zhang looked at the excited and excited people, and did not have any dissatisfaction with the loss of buying and selling rights. After all, this was to "prevent the recurrence of the situation where aristocratic families wantonly occupy poor farmland properties."

"The crimes committed by the family are too numerous to be recorded, and the people's resentment is boiling. Uncle Liu defended the people's grievances and ordered them all to be killed. The executioners and supervisors ordered the executions."

"Woo~~" On both sides of the stone steps, two rows of trumpeters raised their horns, and the melodious and cold trumpets sounded, penetrating the wilderness. The shouts of the onlookers were mixed in, and countless descendants of the family changed their colors at the sound of the trumpets.

The final moment has finally arrived.

The soldiers dragged rows of sons of noble families in front of the swordsman. The swordsman raised and lowered his sword, and heads rolled onto the grass. In an instant, hundreds of heads rolled on the grass. A scene in Wuling, Hanzhong, Jiangzhou.

If it happens again, even though many people are mentally prepared, they still hate the clan deeply.

But at this moment, when the sun shines on those stained blood, those heads and faces that are still alive, they can't help but look sideways, with a solemn expression. Qu Lingchen, dressed in white and holding a sword, stands in the crowd, looking at the heads of the disciples of the world.

When I landed, my heart was a little clenched, but I could no longer feel the hatred for this kind of killing.

Qu Lingchen left the crowd silently.

"Ah..." Just as the axe-man chopped off the head, Xu Zhaoxue let out a light cry, and Xiao Furong turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing. I ate too much at lunch, so I need to take a break."

"Oh." Xiao Furong responded, turned to look at Liu Zhang in the main seat, and frowned slightly. Liu Zhang had his eyes closed, his face was calm, his hands were on the armrests, and his fingers were bent at a stiff angle.

Xiao Furong walked over and stood next to Liu Zhang, placing her slender palms gently on Liu Zhang's shoulders. Liu Zhang opened his eyes and glanced at Xiao Furong, and Xiao Furong smiled.

Huang Yueying glanced sideways at the two of them and smiled. She suddenly remembered what her master said to her in Wollongong. Liu Zhang had a hidden illness and was afraid that he would not grow old for a long time. Now it seems that it should be true. Liu Zhang killed him.

Logically speaking, so many people should be used to it, and yet they are still reacting to killing people, so they should be suffering from illness.

"This is a difficult problem." Huang Yueying thought, she planned to sell thirty-three years to Liu Zhang. If Liu Zhang could only keep it for five years, it would be impossible to complete unification anyway.

Even if by luck and blessings from the gods, the reunification is miraculously completed within five years, the foundation is not stable. With the Sichuan army's current killings relying entirely on Liu Zhang's personal prestige, Liu Zhang's death will inevitably lead to disintegration.

Then how to realize the master's wish?

"It seems that the top priority is not internal affairs, but we should find a way to cure the master's disease. But even the master can't do anything, what can I do?" Huang Yueying was a little distressed.

Every time the supervisor signaled to the flag soldiers and the flag soldiers raised their red flags, a group of children from the noble families were taken to the execution ground. The remaining children from the noble families began to huddle together. The bloody scene left them with no intention of resisting.

The splashing blood flashed in front of his eyes, but he was just afraid, boundless fear arose in his heart, and his empty and frightened mind made his whole body tremble with the flow of cold blood.

"Lord." Huang Yueying suddenly turned her head and shouted to Liu Zhang.

"What's the matter?" Liu Zhang said slowly with his eyes closed.

"My subordinate has a suggestion. My lord, please listen to it and see if it is feasible."

"Say it."

"I admire my lord's actions in Wuling very much. Jiangzhou, Hanzhong, and Xiangyang suppressed the noble families three times. Such things will happen again in the future. I think everyone can follow Wuling's approach and only punish men and old women.

All women stay.”

Liu Zhang frowned slightly and did not answer. He was in Wuling originally out of the need to appease the expeditionary force, so he stayed with the woman. I don't know why Huang Yueying said that.

Huang Yueying looked at the bloody scene outside, watching from a distance. Some of the familiar faces could be recognized from a distance, and then all the information about that person immediately came to mind, extremely clear.

Those faces seemed to be staring in their own direction.

Huang Yueying looked away from those faces and slowly explained: "My lord, you should know that in troubled times, population should be the most important thing. Now that the people are being killed, the people's livelihood is in ruins. Ten houses are empty. We must find ways to increase the population.

The number of women of childbearing age is a guarantee of increasing the population.

Whether these women from aristocratic families are distributed to sergeants or kept among the people, they can bring a large number of new people. I suggest that the lord reward these women to meritorious sergeants in the future, but they are not allowed to accompany the army. In this case, there are two benefits:

The first is to stabilize military morale and boost morale.

The second is to leave these women behind to raise their children, and the government will provide subsidies. Not only can the population increase, but my lord, think about the descendants of these soldiers, who will they be loyal to?"

Liu Zhang was silent. What Huang Yueying said did make sense. In the era of polygamy, the number of men was only the current national strength, and only women would determine the future population. As long as there were women, even if the men were only one-tenth of women, it would not matter.

It cannot stop the population growth of the next generation.

The most important thing is that these "second generation soldiers", their fathers are loyal and meritorious Sichuan Army soldiers, and they are raised by government subsidies, they will be a group of people who will be die-hardly loyal to them in the future.

There is no harm in doing so.

"Why didn't you tell me when you were in the lobby?" Liu Zhang said in a deep voice.

Huang Yueying smiled softly: "What would have been the consequences if I had begged the lord at that time?"

Liu Zhang frowned. If Huang Yueying had asked Liu Zhang for mercy on behalf of a woman when all the generals were looking at Huang Yueying in the hall, Huang Yueying would not have been able to establish her prestige. After all, she was a new military advisor and a woman. She would beg for mercy as soon as she came up. Those generals would not

If you understand the meaning of population and lack of population, you will feel that Huang Yueying is cowardly.

The most important thing is that killing the entire clan was a policy set by Liu Zhang. If Huang Yueying opposed it from the beginning, she would be exchanging her lord's authority for her own authority, which was unwise.

Liu Zhang nodded. The smell of blood was floating in the air, and he felt a little tight in his chest. Liu Zhang uttered one word stiffly: "Okay."

"My lord, after cleaning up the rebellion this time, Zhang Yun, Huang Zu and others, my lord, must have made arrangements."

Liu Zhang nodded.

"Then we should consider the governance of Jingzhou next. I say, lord, just listen. The first thing is the issue of talents..."

Huang Yueying whispered in his ear softly and clearly, but Liu Zhang gradually felt that something was wrong. Huang Yueying should not be such a talkative person, and these issues can be discussed later, there is no need to rush.

Liu Zhang thought for a while and only saw a subtle movement by Huang Yueying. Every time Huang Yueying said a few words to Liu Zhang, he couldn't help but look at the execution ground. Heads fell to the ground one by one, and then almost instantly, Huang Yueying turned his head again.

, told Liu Zhang with a smile on his face.

Liu Zhang finally understood the reason why Huang Yueying was talking so much at this time. He hated this kind of killing, so why didn't Huang Yueying hate it? And he had seen it many times. This was the first time that Huang Yueying had participated in the killing in person, as a military advisor of the Sichuan Army.

And the most important thing is that those whose heads are being chopped off with axes are many of Huang Yueying's acquaintances, even friends and relatives.

Huang Yueying was a passionate woman who followed Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong to wander among the scholars in Jingzhou and made many friends. The Huang clan was a large local clan and had complicated marriage relationships with other clans, and relatives were spread throughout other clans.

In the past, we recited poems and composed poems together, talked about the world together, cooked tea and wine together, and played together. But now, we have to watch these people being executed with our own eyes, or they were executed by the Sichuan camp where they surrendered.

This kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

Liu Zhang looked at Huang Yueying's smile, but he knew that behind the smile, in every glance that secretly looked at the execution ground, there was tearing pain.

"By the way, my lord, Jiangxia Huangzu, how do you plan to deal with it?"

Liu Zhang took a deep breath to calm down the tightness in his chest, sat upright, and replied: "Pang Tong told me at the beginning that Huang Zu had an impatient personality and loved his son Huang She very much. Jiangxia was not easy to get, but where Huang She was stationed

Shiyang is easy to get.

Our army has occupied Jingling and Hanyang. These two cities are not only related to Zhang Yun's lifeline, but also the cornerstone of the attack on Shiyang. As long as we besiege Shiyang, Huang Zu, who is furious and loves his son, will definitely come to help. We can take advantage of this opportunity.

Capture the city."

Huang Zu's irritability was known all over the world.

When Cao Cao acquired Mi Heng, he was almost angered to death by the cunning, arrogant and poisonous Mi Heng. However, Mi Heng was so well-known among the scholars that Cao Cao, a murderer like Cao Cao, did not dare to kill him, so he gave Mi Heng to the arty Liu Biao.

, Liu Biao, as one of the Eight Heroes, of course had to accept Mi Heng, the scholar leader.

However, Liu Biao had such a good temper that he could not resist Mi Heng's rude remarks, which angered Liu Biao, an "honest man". Even though Mi Heng was attached to Jingzhou and could bring Liu Biao a lot of false reputation, Liu Biao still decided to kill Mi Heng with a borrowed knife and get rid of Mi Heng.

Liu Biao valued Huang Zu, who had always had a bad temper. Huang Zu was in a state of semi-reliance in Jiangxia. Liu Biao had always been dissatisfied with Huang Zu. As expected, Mi Heng also made rude remarks in Jiangxia and annoyed Huang Zu many times. Huang Zu wanted to kill him every time.

It was his son Huang She who stopped him. Huang Zu loved his son, and because Huang She protected him time and time again, Mi Heng was able to survive for a while.

Huang She was Mi Heng's only friend. It was at Huang She's house that Mi Heng wrote the famous work "Ode to a Parrot". However, once Huang She failed to return from hunting, Mi Heng angered Huang Zu again. This time, there was no one to protect him.

Later, Huang Zu took advantage of his son's absence and finally killed Mi Heng.
To be continued...
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