There were only a group of boys and a few Mr. Dong Heng in the village. Just after dinner, a porcelain urn was set up on the clay stove outside the school, with a little leftover wheat rice left in it.
If there is any surplus, it means that both teachers and students are full. Another question is that all the people in the village, old and young, women and children, are given sufficient rations. Even the sick can't walk, can neither cultivate fields nor exploit crops.
A cripple without hemp can only get half a catty of dry wheat a day.
Compared with the young men at the foot of the Red Mountain who have no food to eat if they don’t have enough soil to carry, this is like heaven and earth!
"how so?"
Li Xian looked around and lowered his voice: "Lang Jun said that it is most difficult for young people to live peacefully. No matter if they are too full or too energetic, they will cause trouble..."
Da Xi couldn't laugh or cry: Li Xian, no matter who he was, would never have carried out what Li Chengzhi casually said so thoroughly...
After a moment's thought, he asked again: "Where did you invite sir?"
"There is no need to invite him. He came from Beizhen to escape from disaster. After the villages were divided, the refugees in each village recommended themselves as well-educated people..."
"Educated scholars... are they all officials, or are they from powerful families?"
"There are quite a few petty officials chosen to teach, but there are no officials or powerful people..."
Da Xi was shocked: "Kill them all?"
"How could I, the righteous master of the West Sea, do such a thing?"
Li Xianyi replied righteously, but when he met Da Xi's disdainful eyes, he said angrily: "Lang Jun ordered Uncle Shi to lead the army to garrison in the western border. No one with more than a hundred tents or a group of tribes will be allowed to enter..."
Da Xi said "Hang" twice and almost died from a mouthful of saliva: "You didn't start a fight?"
"It only took a few battles to defeat him, but the general also knows that our soldiers in the West Sea are strong and strong, and they are also good at firearms. They are naturally just like chopping melons and vegetables..."
Li Xian was somewhat proud, "Then Uncle Shi and the defeated general made a powerful covenant with Shanxia: if they enter the country, both soldiers and civilians must disarm on the spot, and the tribes and tribes will be disrupted on the spot, and a new guard will be formed.
And all the old officials, chiefs, and clan heads of the six towns may move to serve in the new army, or they may join the people's villages and temporarily hold township and party positions, and handle civil affairs... If they are neither qualified, they will be left alone.
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Da Xi looked weird and didn't know how to evaluate Li Chengzhi.
It is unknown whether Li Chengzhi had anything to do with the rebellion in the Six Towns, but he definitely knew about it, otherwise he would not have ordered Li Feng to deploy his troops to Nantoushan, Daqi, and Bigan City so early.
This can be regarded as completely cutting off the northward escape route of the refugees and defeated troops. After going through all kinds of hardships and traveling two thousand miles to the West Sea, they encountered another obstacle?
And except for the West Sea, where can these people go?
Once you pass Juyan Lake and Junji Mountain, you will see Gobi and desert for thousands of miles. Regardless of how much food is left and whether it is enough to eat, there is no water source at all.
Da Xi cursed for a while and then asked: "What happens next?"
"It is inevitable that there will be some desperate people, but Uncle Shi used his artillery. After just one round, the soldiers were defeated. When the rest saw this, they naturally surrendered..."
Is this another method of coercion and inducement?
Da Xi could guess with his toes what Li Shi would do next, which was nothing more than a sword and gun in one hand and food in the other.
General officers may not be very useful against leaders, but they are always detrimental to small officials, small households, or poor people. In this way, more than 70% of the scattered people can be subdued, leaving only the remaining people.
If the next 30% insist on having their own way, there is no guarantee that they will rebel on the spot...
This move is about playing hard to get, and the fire used by Li Chengzhi is purely green!
Da Xi sighed secretly, walked around casually and left the stronghold, heading east again.
Walking past the end of the camp, there is a huge farmland. Looking around, there are countless people and no end in sight. Apart from the word "big", Daxi really can't describe the scenery here.
He sighed slowly and asked in a leisurely voice: "How wide is this place?"
"It's nearly twenty miles from east to west and about twenty-eight miles from south to south, and two million acres of farmland can be cultivated..."
"So big?"
Da Xi asked in surprise, "Yesterday, the Duke said that there was no land for farming in the West Sea, so he had to let the people change farming to grazing?"
"It is true that there is no land to cultivate, but it is not that there is no land to cultivate! In a county, the population is less than a thousand households, and the regularly cultivated grain fields are less than 200,000 acres. Even if the fields abandoned by the previous dynasty are included, nearly
Two million acres.
But Lang Jun did not want to cause trouble, so Jin ordered his father (Li Song) to abandon the farmland near the county town and south of Yanchi. As a result, the remaining land was less than 50%, less than one million acres. That is, one household only got 50% of the land.
Ten acres is only enough for 20,000 households, leaving more than 90,000 households with no land to cultivate...
But food is the most important thing for the people. Whether it is grazing animals or working in factories, it is not a long-term solution. No matter how difficult it is, we still have to open up wasteland for farming...
If there is a mountain blocking it, just move it; if there is a valley blocking it, just fill it up! As long as we work together, unite as one, and spend more time, we can always create enough fertile farmland for more than 100,000 households to survive..."
How could Li Xian say such a thing?
Da Xi was stunned for a moment, then relieved.
This truth should have been told to him by Li Song or Li Chengzhi.
But it's not nearly as difficult as Li Xian said.
After crossing Heli Mountain, there is a flat river, which reaches Junji Mountain for more than a thousand miles. They are all places with rich water and grass.
As long as aquatic plants can grow, it means that the soil quality is not bad, and food can naturally be grown. The most important thing is that there is no shortage of water, and there is weak water flowing across it. From Zhenyi to Juyan Lake, there are eight
Hundreds of miles away.
Not to mention how far the river will be diverted, we will just cultivate soil close to both banks, and cultivate more than ten or twenty miles each. The 800-mile-long river bank will not only support more than 100,000 households, but it can be expanded four to five times.
A living to feed.
The only thing to consider is that it takes too long.
This is a real wasteland, unlike the abandoned fields near Zhenyi City that were originally cultivated land and could produce food after being cultivated in the sun for a year or two.
Guo Xi estimated that it would take at least five or six years of farming, and at most seven or eight years, to be considered good land.
But it is still unknown whether Li Chengzhi has the patience to wait quietly in Xihai for five to eight years...
Guessing in his mind, Da Xi moved closer.
After plowing for a long time, the field ridges were neat and the ditches were convenient. There were half-grown boys filling the fields with water, and there were also old farmers holding plows and plowing the half-opened fields. Then there were women carrying fine cloth bags and sowing seeds in the fields.
Da Xi was immediately surprised.
It is almost September, and it is quite cold in Hexi. It will snow in January. Apart from winter wheat, planting anything else will only yield an extra handful of grass.
But no matter how much he didn't understand, he could still recognize the wheat seeds.
At first it looked like corn, but if you look closely, you will find that it is smaller than corn. Da Xi debated for a while, but he still didn't recognize what it was.
It's better to ask Li Xian for advice on everything, otherwise he will be too incompetent as a superior officer. Da Xi then stood up as if unintentionally and walked forward again.
Not far away, the seeds must have been sown a few days ago. Seedlings have already grown in the ground, which looks quite gratifying.
"Alfalfa?"
After arguing for a while, Da Xi asked uncertainly.
It's not that he is well-informed, but that Xi Kangsheng is arty. One year during the Qingming Festival, he went to Beijing to accompany Yuan Ke on a tour of Hualin Garden, when alfalfa was blooming, like a sea of gold. (Before the Tang Dynasty, alfalfa had not yet been introduced into the country.
It is alfalfa, so it is also called golden cauliflower).
He immediately asked Yuan Ke for some seeds and planted them in his house after returning to Huazhou. Occasionally, when he got interested, he would take Da Xi to play with them. After going back and forth, Da Xi would naturally have an impression.
Xing recognized it, but he really couldn't figure out why he had to grow something like this in the wasteland that could be seen but not eaten.
"What is this species used for?"
"This is a good thing. Not only cows and horses like to eat it, but people can also eat it. It's very fat and tender..."
Li Xian licked his lips, looking like he still had something to say, "And it can fertilize the fields... After three years at most, you can switch to millet and wheat, and the yield per mu will be at least two stones..."
I don’t know if this thing can still be eaten?
Well, that's not right...
If you plant alfalfa for three years, you can increase the amount of food produced in the wild by two stones?
Bullshit!
Da Xigang wanted to ask who said that, but when he saw that Li Xianshen believed it and had a decisive look on his face, he swallowed back the words as soon as they came to his lips.
How old was Li Xiancai? He had been leading troops for many years. What did he know about farming?
I'm afraid it was Li Chengzhi who said it again...
I have only heard that planting beans (beans) can fertilize the fields, but never heard that planting beans can also fertilize the fields?
But he has already suffered a lot of losses. Even if Li Chengzhi said that gold would fall from the sky, Da Xi would still have to think about it and see if it was possible...
Since Li Chengzhi says yes, then let’s just say it is.
Thinking about it, he picked up a few young leaves and put them into his mouth. After chewing a little, a mouthful of juice came out.
After smacking it for a while, Da Xi's eyes lit up: This thing actually smells like beans. Is it not the same as Shu?
No wonder Li Xian said that cows and horses can eat it, as well as people, and he still looked like he was aftertasteing it?
And how did Li Chengzhi know?
It feels like there is nothing he doesn’t understand from heaven to earth?
But for several years in the capital, I would accompany the late emperor to visit Hualin Garden from time to time. I could see him at any time. Why didn't I hear him dedicate the wonderful use of this thing to the late emperor?
Da Xi hummed, half sarcastically, half admiringly, saying: "Even though we know that this thing is edible for cattle and horses, as well as for humans, I wonder which sage's work your husband read about it from?"
"Why do you need it, sir? It seems that I have read it too!"
Li Xian shook his head and responded, "It is mentioned in "Historical Records: Biography of Dawan" and "Biography of the Western Regions":
Around Wan, Pu Tao was used as wine, and the rich hid the wine to more than ten thousand stones. For a long time, they were undefeated for ten years. The common people were addicted to wine, and the horses were addicted to alfalfa. The Han envoys brought it, so the emperor began to plant alfalfa, and the land was fertile for grapes.
There are many horses in the sky, and foreign envoys come in large numbers, so they leave the palace to watch and plant grapes, and look forward to alfalfa..."
Really?
Da Xi's eyes popped out.
Sensing the trace of disdain in Li Xian's eyes, he was even more upset: He was looked down upon by a fool?
You shouldn't ask yourself...
He waved his long sleeves, turned around and walked towards his mount: "Go back to camp!"
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When we arrived at the camp, it was almost midnight, and a group of tribal leaders and clan chiefs had been waiting for a long time.
Zhang Xinyi sat at the top, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, as if asleep.
The other dozen people, either Han or Hu, were all sitting upright, with only their buttocks touching the edge of the chair.
When they saw Li Xian accompanying an iron-tower-like general into the tent, everyone felt like they were pricked with needles and stood up with a "whoosh".
Da Xi naturally knew very well that among the dozens of people, no one recognized him. The reason why he was so frightened was because he was frightened by Li Xian's lewd power.
Just such a stupid young man, who only led a thousand soldiers, actually made more than 40,000 refugees surrender and obey him?
Because only Li Xian could keep in mind every word Li Chengzhi told him, and implement the policy of governing the people with both soft and hard tactics, kindness and power to the extreme.
After reading this casually, Da Xi couldn't help but sigh that Li Chengzhi employed people wisely and governed the people well.
Fortunately, he was worried before that if the persecution was too severe, it would be difficult to prevent the refugees from rising up. But now, looking at the frightened expressions of these leaders, he knew that what these people were afraid of was not suffering or tiredness, but fear of this inexplicable thing.
The survivors from Hexi drove them out of the West Sea and to Mobei.
But since then, I have gained a certain understanding: this job is not difficult to do. But to what extent you can do it depends on your ability...