Chapter 852: Differentiation (Part 1)
In late July, Pei Xian, the supervisory censor, Yu Miao, the prime minister of Honglu Temple, and some middle and lower-level officials from Taichang arrived one after another.
When they arrived, a farce had just ended.
A small Xianbei tribe who was temporarily stationed near Gaoliu County in the northeast of Pingcheng heard that the land was to be ceded, and fled north angrily. As a result, they were intercepted by Puyang Mountain and Yijing towns heading south from Dongmugen Mountain.
They were in a mess with their old, weak, women, children, cattle and sheep in their tents. They were defeated by a sudden attack. More than a thousand people died and more than ten thousand were captured.
At this time, everyone knew the key to Gaoliu and Wuzhou.
Tuging the family and their families to flee north, generally along the river, there are only a few routes, Pingcheng, Gaoliu, and Wuzhou each take one.
If they flee eastward, they will advance along the Sanggan River and enter Daijun. Mrs. Wang's brother Wang Feng and Daijun Wei may not necessarily let them pass.
If they fled westward, they would have to pass through Mayi. There was a Kelan garrison there and it was also very close to Yanmen Pass. It was hard to say whether the local powerful Wuhuan and Jin people who were accustomed to building Wubao forts would help them.
In short, after this communication, the thoughtful people temporarily restrained themselves and decided to wait for an opportunity before talking.
"I heard that there are many people who are secretly hooking up with Tuoba Yihuai." On July 28, Shao Xun said while looking at the horses galloping freely in the distance.
Thousands of them were the war horses recently transferred from Duanbu Xianbei, roaming on the plains, grazing leisurely. Across the river, on the east bank of the Sanggan River, there are acres of farmland. Some early-maturing varieties have begun to be harvested, and mid-late-maturing varieties are about to be harvested.
As for the late-ripening millet, which is only harvested in August, we don’t have it here. We have to go to the Yinshan area.
"The king is too worried." Wei Xiong, who came from Daijun to take up the post of assistant minister, said: "The Wuhuan people may not run away, but the Xianbei people may not."
The Wuhuan people were really reluctant.
They also graze cattle, but farming is a very important income, even more than the income from grazing.
Wuhuanhao has a powerful Jianwu Fort and has a tendency to settle down. Are you willing to do this? Reluctant to part with it.
What's more, if you go to Suotou, you are really a stepmother, and there may not be much land for them to plant.
Their psychology is very tangled.
It is impossible for all the Xianbei people to run away, because some of them are farmers, but the proportion of nomads is higher than that of the Wuhuan people.
To put it bluntly, the south of Pingcheng is not a purely nomadic area. It is an area where Dai's new party gathers. Mixed farming and animal husbandry are booming. It is also the most important silk and linen production area in Dai's country.
If nothing else, it is impossible for the powerful Mayi gang who compiled the family tree to leave.
It is impossible for the Mo clan, who built a small city named Mo Hanbi, to leave.
"Winter is coming, there is no need to worry." Shao Xun said: "But you are right. If you don't run away, it does not mean that you are interested in the Jin Dynasty. It is possible for them to hook up with Tuoba Yihuai in private. But so what? Helan Aitou invited Dai Gong to go north and meet in Yinshan. Such arrogant people will be punished sooner or later. "
" Even if Helan Aitou comes, these tribes will say. Maybe he will fight back.”
"If the Lord just wants to please and appease, and doesn't do anything, wouldn't this fight be in vain? Is he sick?"
"This is like taming a horse. I am restless and very uncomfortable. After a while, I will get used to it. If I don’t accept it, just fight. This is not something that happens overnight.”
Wei Xiong is silent.
The word "Dai Gong" actually refers to the King of Liang himself.
Leave after the fight, not even leaving a garrison, and no one is allowed to intervene. Are you here to do good things?
"Yesterday I received an order to select a thousand strong and brave warriors and send them to Pingcheng." Wei Xiong said again: "The Ji family sent out 500 people, and the other wealthy families in Guangning and Daijun sent out a total of 2,000 people. The Wang family sent out 2,000 people." He also selected 2,500 soldiers, children and servants and sent them to Pingcheng and Yunzhong counties. The noble families and tribes sent 4,000 warriors. Dugu and Changsun each selected 1,000 brave soldiers, totaling 12,000 infantry and cavalry. His family moved to Pingcheng and distributed houses, land, and pastures, thinking that he would protect the four guards on behalf of his father--"
"I know this," said Shao Xun, "do it quickly, don't delay. . Just after Pingcheng, the leaders of the ministries are still a little scared. Although they are in pain, they will still agree. If they wait until next year, the scar will be healed and the pain will be forgotten. "
"I am already urging. Yes." Wei Xiong agreed.
Some things, done at different times, have very different results.
Now we are asking people to come over. After half a year of rectification, people's hearts will be at peace.
The candidates for the four guards of the pro-army must be carefully considered. The officers at all levels must be mainly Wuhuan of the Wang family. In this way, these twelve thousand cavalry are stationed near Pingcheng, farming and herding, and Daigong can be considered to have some freedom. The power of protection.
Of course, everything depends on their methods, especially Mrs. Wang’s brother Wang Feng.
While Shao and Wei were talking, they had already arrived at Xinping City.
Pu Gulu, the leader of the Pu tribe, had already seen the mighty army, so he went out of the city several miles to meet Daozuo.
Shao Xun did not enter the city. He pointed his riding whip at the millet that had just been harvested not far away and asked, "How was the harvest?"
"We harvest one bush of dendrobium and two bushels of dendrobium per acre," Pu Gulu replied.
Shao Xun nodded and said: "It's a little less."
One bush and two buckets of dendrobium weighs just over forty pounds, and the seed-to-harvest ratio is between 1:3 and 1:4. time, very bleak.
“How many years have you been studying farming?” Shao Xun asked again.
“Three years.”
"Where were you grazing in the first place?"
"Hanshan has no old land in the county."
"Compared with grazing, how about doing both farming and animal husbandry?"
"It's much better."
“Where is the strength?”
Pu Gulu thought for a while and said: "You can kill less livestock in late autumn, because the stalks can also be fed to cattle and sheep. The weather here is warm and humid, with crisscrossing rivers, a lot of flat land, and the grass grows well. You can harvest more hay in autumn."
“Do you want to return to Shanwu?” Shao Xun asked.
Pu Gulu smiled bitterly and said: "Why does King Liang test it? If Aitou is willing to give me the pasture near Shengle, I will vote for him, but he can't give it, and his tribe is still there. I am heading south from Yixin Mountain. If he can capture Shuofang and give me the pasture, I am willing to go, but I heard that Shi Le personally conquered Shuofang this year and surrendered several small tribes, so I don’t think he can give it.”
< br>As the saying goes, the Yellow River has all kinds of evils, but only one group is rich. This "tao" refers to the Hetao. To break it down a little further, it means the front tao (Hohhot, Baotou), back tao (Bayannur), and Helan at the southern foot of the Yinshan Mountains. Xitao (Yinchuan) on the east side of Shandong has a total of three plains.
Helan Aitou currently only occupies the front cover, while Shi Le personally conquers the back cover.
"When I came to Xinping, I realized that Shanwu was a remote place, and I never wanted to go back." Pu Gulu said.
Shao Xun smiled, saying this was half true and half false. Pu Gulu must have some opinions about him in his heart. If Tuoba Yihuai captured Pingcheng, proclaimed himself the acting king, and guaranteed the interests of the Pu tribe, Pu Gulu would never object.
But it would be difficult for him to abandon the good fields and pastures near Xinping City and go to Shengle to join Helan Aitou. Even if he agrees, the clan leaders below may not agree.
This is a very complex psychology.
As long as the fig leaf of Wang's mother and son was still there, Pubu would never be able to make up his mind to abandon his family and career and run away.
“You can harvest more grain from this land.” Shao Xun led everyone down to the field and said, “This land has hardly been plowed. You have many horses, so why don’t you plow it with horses? Even if it’s just shallow plowing. , The yield per mu is low, but you can cultivate dozens of more acres of land.”
“The horse farming method is unheard of,” Pu Gulu shook his head.
Shao Xun was helpless.
Actually, just as many things were invented in ancient times in the Central Plains and then suddenly disappeared, only to be reinvented in later generations, the crux lies in the dissemination and promotion of knowledge.
If it cannot be disseminated and promoted, then this invention will be lost in the dust of history. In the end, future generations can only admire them in museums.
They may be thinking that ancient times were really powerful and invented so many things, but the reality is very cruel. Most inventions are short-lived and do not benefit the people or improve productivity. Even when such inventions are used in certain places, more than 90% of people in the country do not know about them.
When the people who used this invention failed to persist due to various factors, this new thing disappeared.
Shao Xun thinks that the Hu people may have used horse plowing, but it was not popularized and the generals really didn't understand.
“A light plow can be used for horse plowing, and shallow plowing is enough.” Shao Xun said: “The farming season is often tight. Once it is missed, the harvest of the year will be lost. When the farming season is snatched, an ox will plow an acre of land, and a horse will plow an acre of land. Two or three acres can be cultivated. If you can grow more land, why worry about not being rich? ”
There are many types of horses, but Mongolian horses are not suitable for plowing.
A poorer horse can only plow 50% faster than an ox, while a slightly better horse can plow two to three times faster. If it is a plowing horse that is specially bred, trained from an early age, and has perfect coordination measures, it can even be Four or five times faster.
Europe in the Middle Ages also used oxen to plow at the beginning, but because they had fewer people and more land, they found that oxen plowing was too slow and could not plow much land during the farming period, so they removed the six oxen that pulled the plow. (Two heads in a row, three rows in front and back, pulling heavy plowshares) The two front oxen in the middle are replaced by horses, and the speed is much faster - the oxen are too lazy and walk slowly, and the horses are fast. The leading oxen is replaced by a horse, which can drive the four behind. The cow rolled up quickly.
After the Black Death, there were fewer people and more land, so horse farming completely eliminated cattle farming in most areas.
What about low seed to harvest ratio? Plant more and reap less, till more land, and you will still make money in the end.
Pu Gulu looked at Shao Xun with a mixture of surprise and doubt in his eyes, and said after a moment: "It's a pity that no one knows this method, and there are no farming tools."
"If I send officials here who are good at farming, "Can I help you?" Shao Xun asked, "Isn't it the case in Dai State?"
Pu Gulu was silent for a long time.
“Day by day, I don’t know what is going on in my mind!” Shao Xun said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
After that, he looked at the clan leaders and local powerful men behind Pu Gu Lu, and asked: "Pu Gu Lu doesn't want to harvest more grain, do you want to?"
Pu Gulu clenched his fists slightly.
The clan leaders looked at me and I looked at you. After a while, most of them remained silent, but they were still communicating with each other with their eyes. It was obvious that their hearts were moved, but it was just because of the influence of the big Pu Gulu. To save face, I just don’t want to cause trouble publicly.
But in such a large tribe, there are always people who have conflicts with Pu Gu Lu, or who are more filial, such as——
"Sir." A rough man stood up and looked at Pu Gu Lu, said: "Whenever there is a disaster, the tribe cannot feed so many people. Some go around plundering and killing, killing some people; some let the tribesmen starve to death; some send the sixty-year-old man to In the mountains, people are left to fend for themselves. Who would have thought about such a day? "
If someone takes the lead, others will naturally follow.
A moment later, when everyone was shocked, someone else stood up and said: "If we harvest more food, we will have more people alive. My son wants to separate the family, but I have always disagreed because I don't have enough people in the Putun clan." If there are more people alive and more cattle and sheep, the family can be divided. The king of Liang is Dai Gongya's father. Why not ask him for help? "
"Yi Lu asked many times in the past. Liu Kun selected officials for him and appointed many Han officials. Why can't Liu Kun do it but not Liang Wang? "
Shao Xun put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and said to Wei Xiong in a low voice. : "If you replace the grains with millet, the yield per mu can be higher. After the autumn harvest, some winter vegetables such as turnips are planted in the ground. They are not only edible for livestock but also for people in winter. In case of white disaster, this can be a life-saving "My lord," Wei Xiong said in a low voice, "I don't know if Xinping can grow turnips." Said: "If it can be done, it will be a blessing to the people of the country."
"The broad mind of the king is really impressive."
"The Dai Dynasty is a vassal state of the Jin Dynasty. I am a general. I regard the people of Hu and Han as one family. How can I benefit the people more than others? ?" Shao Xun said: "The human heart is made of flesh. I have devoted all my energy to the livelihood of the Xianbei people. How can the Xianbei people turn their backs on me?"
As soon as this statement came out, the generals of the Pubu tribe would understand Jin. They all looked at him blankly.
Shao Xun laughed, walked up to those people, patted the shoulder of the person who just spoke, and asked: "You want to carry me?"
"No... don't dare ." The man quickly bowed and saluted.
Shao Xun walked up to another person and asked: "Are you going to harm me?"
"Don't dare." This person also bowed and saluted.
"If I ask your family to harvest more grain and raise more livestock, will you abandon me?" Shao Xun walked up to the third person and asked.
"If I were so heartbroken, God would be disgusted with me." The man replied immediately.
"Good man." Shao Xun gave him a hard punch and said with a smile: "I brought wine, let's drink together tonight."
The man grinned and said, "I will go into the mountain in a moment to hunt some prey for the king."
Pugulu has calmed down.
For some people, when he stands there and says a few words to others, he often hits the point. His grace and bearing always inspire people.
Liang Wang’s style is straightforward, which is very suitable for prairie men. And he can indeed bring benefits to everyone. In just a few words, he has captured the hearts of some clan leaders and created rifts within the tribe.
Can you really beat him?
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and stepped forward and said: "I ask the king to send agricultural officers."
Shao Xun turned around and looked at him and said: "Actually, we already have agricultural officers. .”
Pu Gulu was startled.
“There are various Cao Cao in the Shanyu Duhu Mansion, and there will be officials who are good at farming.” Shao Xun said: “Do you think the Chanyu Duhu Mansion is good?”
“ Okay..." Pu Gulu sighed.
(End of this chapter)