Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 540 Spring Plowing

As the victor of the Hanzhong War, Mu Jing naturally had the prizes. All the granaries in Nanzheng City fell into his hands, and the grain that Zhang Lu looted was all his, which allowed him to supply the army under his command.

Otherwise, I am afraid that he will directly bow his head to the gentry and gentry in Hanzhong.

After all, he has tens of thousands of troops in his hands, the Yellow Turban Army, the First Jingping Army, the Second Jingping Army, and the Baibo Army. The daily consumption is an astronomical figure, and there is no tax revenue now.

Without the support of Nanzheng's granary, he couldn't hold on at all.

However, if the Nanzheng granary is mobilized, I am afraid that the military rations will not be able to support it.

But without grain, how difficult it is to complete the spring plowing in Hanzhong.

"Your Majesty, this matter is actually not impossible!"

Tang Ming stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute.

"Meng Dao, do you have a solution?" Mu Jing narrowed his eyes, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes.

Tang Ming, courtesy name Meng Dao, as the son of the Tang family, knew this better than the rest, so he dared to speak.

He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty can borrow food!"

"Borrow food?"

Mu Jing looked at Tang Ming and asked: "The Tang family is a noble family, but as far as I know, the Tang family's granary is also empty. If the Tang family has no food, will those families have food?"

It is true that Hanzhong is relatively poor. The chaos of last year affected many families in Hanzhong.

According to him, even the Tang family didn't have much food left.

"Jun Hou underestimated these families too much!"

Tang Ming shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "It's just what I'm referring to, not to mention the gentry, even if it's an ordinary gentry and aristocrat, how can there be no hidden granaries in the family? I once heard the head of the family say that the Tang family If we open granaries to release grain, the people of Hanzhong will have no worries about food for a year!"

"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!"

Hearing this, Mu Jing let out a long sigh.

He didn't feel much when he read this line of poem before, but now he has to admit that this line of poem is really ironic enough.

Last year Hanzhong battle.

There were many chaos and troops, so many people starved to death and froze to death under the cold winter months.

But in these families, food is always hidden.

"Meng Dao, you are also a child of the Tang family, don't you know that if you say this, it will bring disaster to the Tang family?" Mu Jing looked at Tang Ming with interest.

"Your Majesty, although I am a descendant of the Tang family, I read the books of sages and sages, understand the truth, and understand the people's livelihood. As an official, I should be the master of the people!"

Tang Ming knew very well that if his words spread, the family would not let him go.

But he is a descendant of a concubine, no matter how outstanding he is, the family will not pay more attention to him, princes and generals, he would rather be kind, he is obviously stronger than those wastes of the Tang family, but he still can't stand out, he is not reconciled.

Ever since he knew that Mujing had recruited him, he felt that the opportunity had come.

So he's betting.

He bet that Mujing would protect him, and as long as Mujing protected him, he would win the game.

"very good!"

Mu Jing laughed: "What I need is officials like you who can be the masters of the people!"

He thought for a while and said: "I will give you a task to replace me and borrow grain from various families. If you want to grow grain for grain, how much and how much you can borrow, no matter what means you use, as long as you can borrow Just do it!"

"Any method is fine?" Tang Ming is not afraid. Some people give him a chance. He can fly into the sky. Since Tang Ming started his official career, he has waited for more than ten years. Whenever he has an opportunity, he will never give up, even if he offends others. .

"Correct!"

Pastoral nod.

"The subordinates are afraid of death. If the prince sends troops to protect him, the subordinates will dare to borrow food!" Tang Ming put forward the conditions.

"How many soldiers and horses do you need?"

"Not many!" Tang Ming said, "Three thousand soldiers!"

"You have my warrant, you can go to the Yellow Turban Army outside the city to fetch a battalion of soldiers!" Mu Jing issued him a warrant, which was a military order for Huang Shao.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, my subordinates will live up to your expectations!"

Tang Ming took the order and left.

After he left, Mu Jing said, "Fengren, can you trust this person too much?"

"Junhou, Tang Mengdao's loyalty to the Junhou today will be difficult to tolerate in the family, so he will complete the task given to him by the Junhou at any cost, and he will borrow food, but his methods may worsen the relationship between the Junhou and Hanzhong. Some people's relationship!" Liu Ling was very familiar with Tang Ming, he said in a deep voice.

"It's okay!"

The corner of Mujing's mouth raised: "This is a good thing!"

He still hadn't let out a breath. He was only dealing with spring plowing matters, but he didn't expect to find Tang Ming, a vicious dog. It couldn't hurt the nobles in Hanzhong, but it was okay to disgust them.

"Your Majesty, although agricultural tools and seeds can solve the problem, the people still need to be mobilized to complete the spring plowing!" Ye Zhi said.

This is an old-fashioned official. He is usually taciturn, but he is smooth and sophisticated in doing things, and he is comprehensive.

"Mobilize the people?"

Mu Jing thought for a while, and said: "From tomorrow onwards, in the name of our Nongcao Yamen, we will start posting announcements. The Marquis personally presides over the spring plowing, and all the Yamen in various places will fully cooperate. If the people in various places need to borrow farm tools and seeds, they can report it to the public." local!"

"I'll make arrangements now!"

Ye Zhi cupped his hands and said.

……

In the days that followed, Mu Jing paid no attention to what was going on outside the window, and focused on the important matter of spring plowing.

Hanzhong is not a good place, but there are alternating Hanshui and Mianhe rivers, and the water resources are also abundant. The land is not fertile, but growing food is definitely much better than the frontier land.

Moreover, the grains grown in Hanzhong include rice, wheat, and millet, basically these three types.

In order to make the spring plowing work more smoothly, Mu Jing went to the field to inspect it himself, but after walking around, he realized that some things were lagging behind what he had imagined.

Once upon a time, he also worried about eating and drinking, but he never thought about the difficulty of farming.

"Huang Shao!"

"Lord!"

"Send all the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army to reclaim fertile fields. I want all the fields around Nanzheng not to be barren. I don't want to see Nanzheng, which is harvested in autumn, be bare!" Mu Jing stood on the hill outside the city, looking Looking at a piece of barren fertile land, he said in a deep voice.

The people are very enthusiastic. After they got the farm tools and seeds from Mujing, they are absolutely passionate about planting, but their enthusiasm is not enough to make the land in Nanzheng grow more food.

One thing that is bad about fighting is that it consumes the population. A group of young and strong casualties on the battlefield is equivalent to a weakened farming population. When it comes to farming, naturally no one will come to farm, and the fields will be barren. down.

"My lord, it's okay for the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army to go out, but Nanzheng is not bad, but there are nine counties in Hanzhong. We fought from Fangling, and both Shangyong and Xicheng suffered a lot of disasters!"

"Then a certain family will mobilize Jing Ping's army!" Mu Jing said.

"My lord, Jing Ping's army can't move!"

"What can you do!"

"If my lord is confident, I can use them!"

"Who?"

"Hanzhong prisoners!"

"Hanzhong captives?" Mu Jing's eyes lit up, this is a good way, taking down Hanzhong, there are many prisoners, it is impossible to kill them all, they are all Han Chinese, it is difficult to kill a thorough.

(End of this chapter)