In another era, with the advancement and development of science and technology, productivity ushered in a leap.
At least, when another Shen Yi came to this world, it was rare to see people who were truly hungry.
But there are in this era.
And there are many.
For example, Xu Fu and several of his younger brothers.
These people were begging for food in Jiangdu City, not because they liked role-playing, nor because they were rebellious and ran away from home, but because they really didn't have enough to eat.
The more bloody truth is that Xu Fu and the others were not just six people at the beginning.
Only six people survived.
And Jiangdu is already a relatively prosperous city in this era, which allows the six little guys to survive by begging.
Outside Jiangdu, in the villages, there are more people who don't have enough to eat, and more children begging for food.
Many people are even starving to death.
This is the limitation brought by productivity to this era.
But for this era, what can really change this situation is not the enlightened sage, nor the great rule of the world, but the ability to grow more food in the ground and feed more people.
Eating enough is the first step.
After that, we need to find ways to develop and promote scientific and technological progress, thereby increasing social productivity.
Of course, these are all things for later.
For Shen Yi now, the most important thing is to fight the battle in front of him well.
After all, if a country is only rich, it is at best a prey that keeps itself fat and white, and will eventually be hunted by ferocious beasts.
In the ridge of the field, Shen Yi and Zhang Jian were sitting side by side.
Mr. Shen looked at the sky.
At this time, the weather in early spring was still a bit cold. He tightened his clothes and said with some emotion: "My wish in this life is that one day, no one will starve to death in Dachen."
Zhang Jian frowned slightly and said, "If that's really the case, I'm afraid the number of people in Dachen would have to be reduced by 30% to make it possible."
Shen Yi smiled hoarsely: "Senior brother, a simple sentence can cost the lives of tens of millions of people."
Zhang Fuzun looked at Shen Yi seriously and said softly: "To be honest, before today, I always thought Ziheng that your dream in this life was to restore Dachen and return it to the old capital."
"That way, there's nothing wrong with it."
Mr. Shen smiled and said: "The Northern Expedition is also one of the things I want to do. Only by completing this thing can I have the opportunity to do the next thing."
He sat for a while, then simply lay down on the ground and looked up at the sky: "In a few days, I will go north."
Zhang Jian hesitated for a moment, then carefully followed Shen Yi and lay on the ground.
He was born into a noble family, and this was probably the first time in his life that he was lying in the fields talking.
"What are you doing going north, taking command on the spot?"
"No."
Shen Yi said softly: "Last year, the troops were divided into three groups to involve all the people. Now it seems to be very successful."
"However, the number of Huai'an troops is still not enough."
Shen Yi smiled and said, "I'm going to Laizhou Mansion to go to Xue Wei's place to gather some troops."
Zhang Jian was startled, then understood. He sat up straight and looked at Shen Yi: "Zi Heng wants to..."
Shen Yi nodded silently.
"When it comes to fighting, in the final analysis, it's still about who has the bigger fist."
"Although the number of people is large, it does not necessarily mean that the fist will be bigger, as long as the training is proper..."
Zhang Fuzun sat up completely and asked, "Does the court agree?"
He paused and asked again: "Food and grass supply..."
"There is no problem with the imperial court."
Shen Yi also stood up, stretched his muscles, and said slowly: "As for food."
"Senior brother, I wonder if you have heard of this?"
Zhang Jian smiled dumbly: "You haven't said it yet, how do you know if I have heard it?"
"My neighbor stocked up on food and I stocked up on guns."
Master Shen smiled slightly.
"My neighbors are my breadbasket."
Although the "gun" Shen Yi mentioned may not be the same thing as the gun Zhang Jian understood, but because they were both used in combat, there was no obstacle for him to understand Shen Yi's words.
The Yanzhou prefect looked at Shen Yi helplessly.
"After all, Zi Heng, you are also a Hanlin scholar with two rankings, so why do you sound like a bandit?"
"Then let's put it another way."
Mr. Shen stood up and looked north.
"Zhenren Zhu Li entered the customs seventy years ago and looted wantonly."
"Now, it's time for repayment."
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Because the weather has not completely recovered, Shen Yi's trip to the north is not in any hurry.
In the course of the next few days, he first told Liu Mingyuan to continue guarding Yanzhou City, and then wrote this letter in his own hand, sent someone to Dongping Prefecture, handed it over to Ling Su, and arranged the follow-up for Ling Su. combat mission.
The combat mission is very simple.
Choose an opportunity to re-enter Dongchang Mansion to contain the Qi people's forces.
This task has no deadline and no specific combat instructions. It basically delegates power to Ling Su to make his own decisions to the greatest extent possible.
This is also a relatively unique combat style of the Huai'an Army.
As for Shen Yi himself, after staying in Yanzhou for more than half a month, on a sunny day in late February, he and Miss Ye left Yanzhou in a carriage and drove all the way to Laizhou in the northeast.
At this moment, spring has returned to the earth.
At least, there won't be any cold weather anymore.
In the carriage, Miss Ye opened a pack of cakes bought in Yanzhou City, handed it to Shen Yi's mouth, and smiled sweetly: "Husband, eat this cake. It is the best cake sold in Yanzhou City. I'll let Huan'er go." I waited in line for a long time to buy it.”
Huan'er is Ye Chan's maid, who has always been with her.
Mr. Shen reached out to take it, took a bite, tasted it, and then smiled and said: "It tastes really good."
He thought for a while and then continued: "It seems that the order of life in Yanzhou has basically been completely restored."
Ye Chan glanced at Shen Yi strangely and hugged Mr. Shen's arm, feeling a little reluctant.
"No matter what time or matter, my husband can always think of business matters."
Shen Yi rubbed her hair and said with a smile: "It's not official business. Chan'er is still in Jiankang City at the moment and is not allowed to come out."
Ye Chan chuckled.
"When other officials are sent out to serve as local officials, it is not uncommon for them to bring wives and concubines. My husband, you are now the governor of Shandong. Isn't it normal for you to bring a concubine?"
At this point, she got a little closer.
"Wherever your husband goes, I will follow you."
Mr. Shen touched her head and said with a smile: "Then guess where my husband is going now?"
Ye Chan stuck out her head from the carriage, and after identifying the direction of the carriage, she retracted and looked at Shen Yi.
"My husband is going to Laizhou, General Xue, right?"
Shen Yi nodded lightly: "Guess again, what are you going to do there?"
Ye Chan thought for a while.
"Because Laizhou is the best place to fight, my husband went to preside over the war in Laizhou first. From Laizhou to Chongqing, he defeated the entire Shandong battlefield."
Mr. Shen said with a smile: "How does Chan'er know? It's not because Laizhou is the best to fight, so I rushed over to command the war in Laizhou and take this great credit in my own name."
Ye Chan shook her head slightly: "My husband is not such a person."
"Besides, no matter where the Huai'an army has military exploits, my husband's contribution will not escape him."
Mr. Shen did not comment, just smiled and said: "I may not be this kind of person."
He took Ye Chan into his arms, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, looked at the scenery outside, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's been a long time since I've been in a carriage. It's such a rare leisure."
As soon as Shen Yi finished speaking, a horseman hurriedly caught up with his carriage, lowered his head and clasped his fists, and said loudly: "Mr. Shen, General Su's secretary of the Left Route Army!"
Mr. Shen raised his head and looked at the messenger from Di Di News Department, then looked back at Ye Chan, feeling helpless.
Miss Ye in the carriage was laughing so hard.
When the documents were handed in and the car curtains were closed, she put her arms around Shen Yi's waist and whispered in his ear.
"If the Northern Qi Dynasty is not destroyed for a day, my husband is afraid that he will not be able to relax for a day~"