Chapter 267: Encountering good things for the first time
In the final analysis, gentry politics is extremely selfish. For their own sake, they care about the world, and even block all avenues of advancement, just to prevent even a little bit of power from being given away.
They even take their natural privileges for granted.
As for the Eight Kings Rebellion, in order to fight for power, they even took the initiative to arm the barbarians. Isn’t this considered selfish?
How can there be any good outcome if you eat alone?
That's why Feng Yong regards the family as a thorn in his side - Damn, you are hiding so many people, and you are trying every means to hide the land, where do you want me to find labor? How to expand domestic demand?
Domestic demand cannot keep up, so where can I get the production power?
But Zhuge Lao Yao's idea is, Damn, you have hidden so many people and tried every means to hide the land. Where do you want me to find the people? How to collect taxes?
With no population and no taxes, how can we restore the Han Dynasty and return it to the old capital?
So two guys, one old and one young, have different ultimate goals, but the process is the same, which is to kill the family.
After hearing Feng Yong's words, Ma Di squinted his eyes, thinking that if I didn't know what was going on in Jincheng, I would have been fooled by you.
"There are only you and me here, and you still pretend to be confused like this? Once the Eight-Niu Plow was born, how many tenants and tenants did you lose their livelihoods? Do you have any idea?"
"Eh? Governor Ma, do you mean that it is proper for those tenants to be attached to big households?"
Feng Yong asked bluntly.
Eight oxen plow, easy to use for cutting?
Aristocratic families are selfish, and they also have the advantage of being selfish, that is, if they have no use value to them, they will abandon it without hesitation.
People want to eat food, and cattle only need to eat grass!
Having a eight-niu plow, what kind of tenants do we need?
So last year in Jincheng, in addition to the refugees in Nanzhong, there were also many landless refugees who suddenly appeared. They were the wealthy families who "complied with the call of the imperial court" and drove out the people who depended on them.
Fortunately, Mr. Zhuge asked people to repair Dujiangyan last year and acquired a lot of land. It was just in time to register these refugees into their household registrations and settle them there.
After listening to what Feng Yong said, Ma Su was choked up and said after a while, "But no one thought that the eight-ox plow would be so powerful. The fields obtained from the construction of Dujiangyan were already divided last year. Seeing that just after spring plowing this year, there are suddenly many more refugees in Shu."
Speaking of this, Ma Su looked at Feng Yong suspiciously, "Did you really not expect that this day would come when you made this eight-niu plow?"
ha!
Feng Tibi wanted to clap his hands and laugh on the spot.
Last year, the aristocratic families had just used the eight-oxen plow, so they probably didn’t know much about it, and only some of them got the eight-oxen plow, so only some people were released.
Then during the spring plowing this year, I took another look and found that this thing worked better than I thought. In addition, after Zhu Yejian worked hard for a winter, the eight-niu plow was probably sold a lot, so the remaining surplus people were released. Come out part of it.
After all, when the economy is lean, you have to help the poor people in your own family, right?
I used to think about using this debt to tie them up, but now that I have eight oxen to plow, if I continue to help them, isn’t that a waste of food? So just drive them away and knock them down.
Of course I have thought of this kind of thing before!
Production tools are a form of productivity. The improvement of productivity will free some farmers from the **** of the land.
Ma Dabeard’s theory, even if I tell you, you won’t understand it.
Besides, even if you understand, I can’t possibly tell you.
Feng Tubiao clicked his tongue and said, "Master Ma, I'm just a seventeen-year-old boy. It was my wife who asked me about farming methods, and it wasn't me who wanted to talk about it. Moreover, she forced me to... Go to Zhuye Prison for duty..."
“Okay, don’t say any more.”
How can I comment on Madam’s affairs at will?
At that moment, he had no choice but to make his purpose clear: "What I just said is that some farmers have nowhere to go now. If they don't make proper arrangements early, they will cause trouble sooner or later. Therefore, the imperial court wants them to move to Hanzhong." .”
Feng Yong curled his lips and said, "Prefect Ma, isn't this a good thing? With so much land reclaimed in Hanzhong, we are short of manpower."
It has nothing to do with me anyway.
"Of course it's a good thing. But as I said just now, there are too many barbarians in Nanxiang, so we need to let some Han people there."
“You should talk to the people in the Xixiang Marquis Mansion about this matter.”
Feng Yong looked at Ma Su strangely, "Most of the land that can be reclaimed in Nanxiang belongs to the Marquis Mansion of Xixiang."
Although there are still 10,000 acres owned by Hanzhongye, it is ostensibly the private land of Adou and the Queen, and Feng Yongzi cannot say anything more.
Even if in the end it was up to him to plant alfalfa.
“Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand?”
Ma Di said impatiently, "The Han people can also be put in your textile workshop."
Feng Tibi was really shocked at this moment.
Ever since he traveled across time, he has always been the only one who has benefited from others, and I have never heard of anyone else benefiting from him.
Especially the old demon Zhuge, who would squeeze out a toad and soak it in urine when he catches it. How could one day benefit him?
So at this time, Feng Tubou felt particularly unbelievable. He looked at Ma Su suspiciously and asked cautiously, "Does Chief Ma mean to send a group of Han people to the textile workshop in Nanxiang?"
“That’s right.”
“What conditions?”
"This is the Prime Minister's love for you. You kid, you really don't know how to appreciate it!"
Ma Su glared, raised his beard and cursed.
"Oh my! What Ma Taishou said is that this kid really doesn't know how to praise someone." After confirming the news, Feng Tuluo immediately made a 180-degree turn and said enthusiastically, "How can Yong He De be able to do that?" ?How can the Prime Minister be so caring?"
Ma Su looked at the speed of this change of expression with some speechlessness, and couldn't help but ask, "Besides learning the art of farming, have you really learned nothing else?"
Feng Yong pondered, why do you always like to ask me this question? Huang Yueying seems to have asked similar questions before?
“Always prepared to fight for the revival of the Han Dynasty, does it count?”
“Don’t talk nonsense!”
Seeing that Ma Su was about to take a photo, Feng Yong hurriedly explained, "Master Ma, I'm not talking nonsense. I promised Guan Ji. If you don't believe me, ask her."
At Yang'an Pass, Feng Tubao once led a hell-level main mission, which was to revive the Han Dynasty. The mission reward was Guan Ji kowtow.
Although Guan Ji no longer mentions this, Feng Yong always remembers it in his heart.
So why did he tell Guan Ji that he would go to Guan Mansion to propose marriage next year?
If you can't even put down the Nanzhong Rebellion, how can you ask Feng Tubou to have the nerve to marry Guan Ji?
As for kowtowing, there is no harm in waiting a little longer. At least Guan Ji must be settled first and she cannot be allowed to run away.
"Don't talk about these irrelevant things, talk about business. I went back to visit the textile workshop last time, but I know that you have registered the household registration for those barbarian weaver girls, right?"
“It is indeed such a thing.”
Ma Su nodded and said, "Since Hu girls can be registered, there is no reason that Han people are inferior to Hu people. Therefore, when these people come over, you must also be registered and cannot be treated as slaves."
(End of this chapter)