Chapter 53 Not allowed to buy
“Ahem, yes, the boy is wrong. With these eight ox plows, the more prisoners the better, so why worry about Hanzhong not becoming a rich granary?”
"It's a good idea." Zhuge Liang nodded and shook his head, "But now the court has no money and no food, so what's the use of just having people? It's difficult to farm in Hanzhong!"
"It's not difficult, Prime Minister," Feng Yong rubbed his hands, "The court has no money, but someone has it!"
"Who?" Zhuge Liang narrowed his peach blossom eyes and gave Feng Yong a warning look. He made up his mind, if this boy dares to say that he is one of those aristocratic families, I will show him today what the power of the prime minister is!
"In the past, the late emperor wanted to divide the land to reward the ministers, but General Zhao felt sorry for the people's suffering, so he admonished the late emperor to take back the order. Now that your majesty has entrusted a great treasure, why not use the land in Hanzhong to reward the officers and soldiers to win the hearts of the generals?"
Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Yong in surprise: "Are you really only sixteen years old? You can actually come up with this method." He pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "That's not right! Even with the help of nobles and nobles, it may not be possible."
I certainly know this. The nobles of the Shu Han Dynasty are really just nobles. They all have little foundation. Compared with those wealthy families, their foundation is too shallow and they are all poor.
“Why not gather the power of the nobles and the imperial court?”
“How do you say this? Let’s talk and listen.”
"The imperial court rewarded the nobles with land in Hanzhong, and sold it for eight ox plows and officials... Ahem, surrender the prisoners. If you can't afford it, you can buy it on credit first, for three or five years, and half of the output will belong to the imperial court. , I think most of them are willing. With the power of the imperial court and nobles, why worry about not being able to colonize Hanzhong?"
“Public-private partnership” is one of the must-memorize contents in high school history and politics exams. I memorized it very well back then!
Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Yong with a deep look in his eyes, and asked quietly: "Do you have a big grudge against your colleagues?"
"No ah."
Feng Yong was caught off guard by Zhuge Liang's sudden turn and asked, why did he ask this?
"If you don't have any big hatred, why would you set up such a vicious plan? Once this plan comes out, the people of the South will never have peace from now on!" Old Demon Zhuge looked pitiful.
Zhuge Lao Yao’s IQ... is so incredible! You can immediately think of the consequences - isn't the "black slave trade" in later generations similar to this? But don’t say it yet, you have to admit that the plantations in America were indeed built with the blood and tears of black people, and it was the plantations that laid the initial economic foundation for America. So, Hanzhong...if that, It’s really possible!
But judging from what Zhuge Laoyao meant, he probably thought this kind of thing was too vicious, so he was not prepared to use this method.
Sigh, forget it, after all, he is a figure deeply influenced by Confucianism, so he can't force it. If that doesn't work, I'd better stick to my original idea and rope in the big guys to cultivate it myself. Don't I still have more than 500 people on hand? Those big guys can always have a relationship with Li Hui, right? When the manpower is insufficient, we will get more.
Don’t do it on such a big scale, just make a little fortune privately, hello, me, everyone, Zhuge Lao Yao won’t even give this little face to those military leaders, right?
"You asked Li Yi about the five hundred troops he wanted to buy, but he hasn't paid yet?" Before Feng Yong could say anything, Zhuge Liang suddenly asked again.
“Of course not.”
“That’s good, don’t buy any more of these surrendered prisoners. The court has other arrangements.” Zhuge Liang coughed dryly and said.
Feng Yongdeng was stunned!
Do you dare to be more shameless? Do you dare to be stingy again? I worked so hard to give you such an idea, but you’re not even willing to sell it to those five hundred people? I didn’t say I wanted you to give it away for free! How poor are you?
“Dalang, why did you come back so early today?”
In the small courtyard of the Wang family, Wang Ping was taking a rest today. When he saw his child coming back so early, he asked in surprise.
"My lord, today the child went to the Feng Mansion. Unexpectedly, less than half a day later, Feng Langjun was called to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Before leaving, he left a message, asking the child to go home to rest and review what he had learned in the past few days. Wang Xun replied respectfully.
“That’s it.” Wang Ping nodded.
As for the relationship between the Prime Minister's Mansion and Feng Langjun, it is not what he, a small general, can care about. The only thing he can care about now is Wang Xun, "Da Lang is in Feng Mansion these days, but Did you learn anything?"
"That Feng Langjun is indeed a disciple of a master, and the child admires him very much." When he mentioned this, Wang Xun became very excited, "Not only did he teach the child how to read, but he also taught Zhao Erlang the art of war. The child listened to it, I feel it’s very rewarding.”
"Then Feng Langjun still knows the art of war?" Wang Ping asked incredulously, "He is only sixteen years old, how can he be so knowledgeable? Could it be that he told some stories in the book and you took them as true?"
"No sir, it's a real art of war. It's called the Thirty-six Strategies of War. It's said to be derived from Sun Tzu's Art of War. When I heard it, I thought it was very subtle, so Zhao Erlang even wrote it down in a notebook. If you don't believe it, I'll tell you how. Sir, listen."
Wang Xun said anxiously that in his mind, Feng Tubao was now a tall man. When he heard that his father doubted the knowledge he had learned, he was eager to prove it.
“This is Feng Langjun’s knowledge, how can you just tell others about it?”
"Your Excellency, you have misunderstood. Feng Langjun is open-minded and will not be as picky as those aristocratic families who look down on others. This Thirty-six Stratagems of War was taught to Zhao Erlang after he saw that he wanted to learn the knowledge of the mountain sect. It’s not a big deal if you tell an adult.”
“If that’s the case, then let’s talk and listen.”
"A few days ago, Feng Langjun talked about a plan called sweeping the fire under the cauldron, saying it could be used in the current Nanzhong Rebellion..." Wang Xun then repeated what Feng Yong said at that time. He had an excellent memory. What I said that day made a lot of sense.
After finishing speaking, he scratched his head and said in annoyance, "After Feng Langjun finished speaking that day, he asked Hao'er and Zhao Langjun to go back and think about it carefully. Taking the chaos in Nanzhong as an example, what is the fuel under the cauldron? , and how to smoke it. Unfortunately, the child thought about it for a few days, but only came up with a few clues. Originally, Feng Langjun promised to explain the truth clearly today, but unexpectedly, he was called by someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion. "
"This child in my family is really lucky. He met Erlang from the Zhao family and did not look down upon him. Now he has met Langjun Feng, who not only taught him literacy but also the art of war. Is it true that my old Wang family is really going to rise up? "Wang Ping sighed in his heart.
After all, Wang Ping was the one who met Liu Fuhei with Boss Cao. After sighing, he thought about it and came to the conclusion: "If the boiling water in the cauldron is chaos, the thing that caused the fire is naturally the local big family. As for the The salary that ignites the fire is that Liao Man. As for how to extract the salary, I can't figure it out for a while."
"The adults are really powerful, but the child also thought about it for a few days before he figured out that the salary under the cauldron was the bureaucracy, but he didn't know how to draw out the salary according to Feng Langjun's plan?"
"I can't think of it for a while. I'll ask Mr. Feng tomorrow and tell me when he comes back."
“Save the child.”
(End of this chapter)