Chapter 534 Population Issues
The words "everyone needs to work together" are probably Zhuge Laoyao secretly reminding himself that he must put national affairs first and work together.
Let’s work together if we are united, Feng Yong doesn’t have any objections.
If you want to live a small life, you have to let Mr. Zhuge live well first.
When he is better off, the big man will be better off. Only when the big man is better off can he be better off.
Jiang Wan, on the other hand, was slightly startled when he saw Feng Yong's nonchalant expression. He didn't know whether the prince really didn't know the meaning of this, or whether he was pretending not to know.
It's just that this is a matter between the prime minister and the prince, so Jiang Wan can't say too much.
“Your Majesty, Wan actually has one more thing to do when he comes here this time.”
“There’s more?” Feng Yong almost shouted, “Is it not over?”
This is not the way to pluck wool. If you really pluck the wool in the pasture like this, the sheep will be bald by you!
Jiang Wan seemed to know that his demands were too much, and he looked a little embarrassed: "Your Majesty, please know that a few days ago, there were rioters in Guanghan County roaring in the mountains and forests, and even the Northern Expedition military supplies transported by the Prime Minister to Hanzhong were plundered."
Feng Yong naturally knew that there was civil unrest in Guanghan County, because someone within the Xinghan Society had already spread the news. The price of food in Jincheng suddenly rose sharply. The reason was that there was civil unrest in Guanghan County.
Jincheng belonged to Shu County, which was equivalent to the northern capital in later generations, while Guanghan County was just north of Shu County, which was equivalent to Hebei in later generations.
There was turmoil in Guanghan County, which directly affected the stability of people's hearts in Jincheng. What followed was a sudden surge in food prices.
A few days ago, Feng Yong was jumping around and cursing for a while. If there is no chaos in the morning, there will be no chaos in the evening. It happened to be chaos when the Xinghan Association was buying a large amount of grain. For this reason, I don’t know how much money should be paid.
At that time, Feng Yong realized that the civil unrest in Guanghan County was not only a protest against the imperial court by aristocratic families in central Shu, but they even took the opportunity to raise the price of food in Jincheng and shed some blood on themselves.
Why doesn't this make a certain country bumpkin furious? He doesn't even remember that he has caused people to bleed several times in the past.
This time, the most I can get is a little interest.
Now that Feng Yong heard Jiang Wan take the initiative to mention this matter, he asked curiously, "How many hidden people did the imperial court find out, and are they worthy of such a big fight by those aristocratic families?"
“So far, more than 300,000 people have been found.” Jiang Wan looked solemn. “Everyone can guess that the family has hidden a lot of people, but they didn’t expect there to be so many people.”
“Hiss!” Feng Yong inhaled as if he had a toothache, “Only three hundred thousand?”
"Talent?" Jiang Wan was really shocked this time, "Three hundred thousand is already a lot. Does the prince know how many people there were in the Han Dynasty before this?"
"How many?"
"When the late emperor ascended the throne, he checked the books in the treasury and found that there were 200,000 and 900,000 households. However, in recent years, there have been many more people in the counties of Hanzhong and Shuzhong, with a total of two One hundred and twenty thousand households, one million people.”
“Now that the imperial treasury is abundant, we can reorganize the number of people and acres of land. Unexpectedly, there will be three hundred thousand more people. Lord, this is three hundred thousand people, not thirty thousand. It is nearly 30% more than before.”
Jiang Wan said slightly excitedly, "Among them, the monarch really made a great contribution! If it weren't for..."
Can you speak? Can you speak?
If you say this, in the ears of people who don’t know the truth, it will be misunderstood that it took me three years to build 300,000 people!
So, why do you need to have money? Because you can do whatever you want with money.
Otherwise, according to Zhuge Lao Yao’s previous efforts in searching, how could he have the capital to invest in censusing the population?
Just worrying about the family's backlash was enough for the court to compromise.
Unlike now, if you rebel, you will rebel, and you will suppress them directly. Anyway, you have money and food in your hands.
Feng Yong curled his lips, waved his hands carelessly, and interrupted Jiang Wan, "What's this? The counties in Nanzhong haven't checked yet. If they do, wouldn't there be more?"
Zhuge Laoyao's Northern Expedition is a topic that will be talked about for generations to come and will never fade away.
Because in the eighteen hundred years since then, there has never been a political power that separated itself from Shu and was able to take the initiative to attack the north, and it was able to fight so vigorously.
This also involves the comparison of the economy and population between Shu and Wei: at that time, Shu's registered population was about one million, while Wei's was about 4.5 million.
Moreover, Cao Wei also occupied the most elite areas in the world, while Shu was a remote place at that time.
So this is the reason why later generations admire Zhuge Lao Yao.
But as far as the population issue is concerned, there is a controversial point, that is, after Jin unified the country, he began a comprehensive inventory, and the country suddenly had a population of 25 million.
This is enough to illustrate the large number of people who are hiding due to war.
So later scholars, based on the statistics of the Western Jin Dynasty, inferred that the real population of Shu at that time was 4 million, and that of Wei 13 million.
Feng Yong thinks this is relatively close to the real situation.
And now the imperial court conducts a population census, but only finds 300,000?
This alone made Jiang Wan excited. Judging from this, Old Demon Zhuge was probably overjoyed as well.
After all, there are nearly 30% more people. According to the ratio of soldiers to civilians of one to ten, at least 30,000 more people can be recruited.
Unfortunately, for Feng Yong, it is boring and meaningless: where are the remaining two million?
I have worked so hard to increase productivity, and I am even willing to share the profits so that aristocratic families can benefit from it. How can you be worthy of me if you are so determined to hide the truth from the population?
Just to clear out 300,000 hidden people, there was a riot, and they even took the opportunity to drive up the price of food. How much more blood did it cost me? What a bunch of gluttons!
Thinking of this, Feng Yong felt his heart bleed: a lot of small money was spent just like this!
"Your Majesty, Nanzhong... At this time, there is no way to check the population. After all, the Yi people of various tribes in Nanzhong can only be regarded as the property of the barbarian kings and Yishuai, and cannot be controlled by the big Han."
Jiang Wan was excited to talk about this matter, but when he saw Feng Yong's dissatisfied look, he was shocked. Looking at Junhou's appearance, he seemed to think that the number of people traced was too few?
“What about Shu and Hanzhong? The Prime Minister plans to stop here and not continue the investigation?
Feng Yongyong asked unwillingly.
"The civil unrest in Guanghan County has shown that it is not appropriate for the court to continue the investigation." Jiang Wan explained, "After all, the top priority is to prepare for the Northern Expedition as early as possible, and the prime minister also needs stability in Shu."
“The limitations of the feudal landlord class…”
Feng Yong muttered something that Jiang Wan could not understand, and then said to Jiang Wan, "Yuexun people, I have also conducted an inventory these days, and there are about 150,000 people."
“The specific data are with Bo, the leader of Yue. When Jiang joins the army and returns to Jincheng, you can ask him for a copy.”
"How much?!" Jiang Wan heard this unexpectedly and screamed, "Ten... one hundred and fifty thousand?"
“Yes, 150,000. Two hundred years ago there were 400,000.”
Feng Yong looked at Jiang Wan's expression and said disdainfully.
"How can this and this compare?" Jiang Wan stammered, "Your Majesty, is this serious? This kind of thing is not a joke."
"The number of registered people refers to those who can pay taxes, not those tribes, slave laborers, etc., let alone those barbarians who cannot be summoned by the imperial court."
"I know, I'm not a coward!" Feng Yong glanced at Jiang Wan angrily, "I have stayed in Nanxiang for that long after all. According to the old rules, the horse farm and other people will be paid by the horse farm. Taxation and corvee levy.”
“As for those who are willing to farm, they will be taxed at the rate of ten taxes, and not even a penny will be lost.”
In ancient times, in addition to paying land taxes, people also had to pay poll taxes, and they also had to perform corvee services from time to time.
Ranches and textile workshops were new things, so Feng Yong set a precedent, which was a very bad one for those powerful and aristocratic families who were desperately trying to **** blood: uniformly helping employees pay taxes.
So this is why so many people try their best to squeeze into Nanxiang ranches and workshops.
Even the government's corvee work will be handled by the ranch workshop - because the workshop has a dedicated engineering team and a dedicated nursing team.
By doing this, Feng Yong not only made the employees grateful, but Zhuge Laoyao also expressed satisfaction: after all, the professionalism of the engineering team and the nursing team cannot be compared to those civilian workers who were temporarily transferred.
As for those who cultivate, it is even simpler.
These days, there are few people and few people with land. As long as they are given enough farmland, a curved shaft plow suitable for small households, and advanced farming technology, Feng Yong can even rent cattle from the pasture to them for farming.
According to this situation, the life of a homesteader may not be considered prosperous, but it is definitely sufficient.
So all the aristocratic families who endlessly annex land should die!
The demise of feudal societies in the past dynasties was ultimately a question of land.
The most important thing at the moment is to find ways to increase the strength of the Han Dynasty, rather than to carry out agrarian revolution.
The government military system of the Sui and Tang Dynasties was able to maintain its prosperity for nearly a hundred years.
For Feng Yong, a hundred years is enough.
The problems a hundred years from now can be solved by expansion, because the world is so big, why don’t you go and see it?
Of course, it can also be solved through various methods such as continuing to develop productivity, which are issues to be considered in the future.
The main problem at present is the issue of unification.
To unify, we must have sufficient military resources and economic strength.
Feng Yong is confident about economic strength.
Enough troops are enough.
So when he heard that Old Demon Zhuge had only obtained a population of 300,000 from the Shuzhong family, he stopped with satisfaction. He felt that it was really a toothache - the limitations of the feudal landlord class!
“Your Majesty, your Majesty is really capable of running the army on horseback, and can manage the people on horseback. He is truly a great talent!”
How does Jiang Wan know the inner thoughts of a time-traveler like Feng Yong?
He received Feng Yong's affirmative answer and was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He reached out again and wanted to hold Feng Yong's hand tightly.
Feng Yong shivered in fright, took a few steps back without leaving a trace, coughed, and pretended to pull the hanger holding the millstone, as if to see if the knot was strong, and did not let Jiang Wan hold his hand again.
At the same time, his mind was racing, and he was sweating slightly on his forehead, "Ahem, Chiang Kai-shek is joining the army, the people are in chaos, I just said there is a people's chaos!"
When Jiang Wan heard Feng Yong mention this, he remembered the topic he was talking about at the beginning, and was stunned for a moment.
I was originally going to bring up the topic of civil unrest, so why did I miss it for so long without realizing it?
Thinking about it again, wasn’t it Feng Junhou who led him astray?
When he looked at Feng Yong again, his expression became a little strange: Mr. Feng's clever words really deserved his reputation.
After such a interruption, Jiang Wan quickly said, "Yes, yes, the people are in chaos, Wan almost forgot."
At the moment, he forgot that he wanted to step forward and hold Feng Yong's hand.
"It's like this. Didn't the king say a few days ago that the Yue, Han, and Yi were uneven? Although the rebellious people in Guanghan County violated the imperial decree, they were instigated by others after all."
“The prime minister’s intention is to move them to Yuexun, firstly as a punishment, and secondly, to fill up the Yuexun, what do you think?”
“Immigration to the real border?”
As soon as Feng Yong heard this, he immediately understood.
“Exactly.”
“How many people are there if you dare to be happy?”
When Feng Yong heard this, he finally heard good news.
There are many ways of population migration, and immigration is one of them. The uniqueness of this type is that it is officially organized.
The origin can be traced back to the pre-Qin Dynasty. In the early Warring States period, the Chu State moved its nobles to the border to open up wasteland, develop the border economy, and strengthen national defense.
In the era of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, he was the most ambitious, immigrating more than 700,000 people to the north at one time.
Strictly speaking, in recent years, there have been several sporadic official immigrants from the Han Dynasty to Hanzhong.
As for the dark activities of the militia...that is called the blood of capital.
“Thirty thousand people.”
Jiang Wan held out three fingers and said, "The prime minister is afraid that Yuexun Xinding will accept so many people rashly, which will make the prince unable to take care of it for a while, so he asked Wan to come here to inform you, and the prince should prepare as soon as possible."
Thirty thousand people are nothing!
I can eat another 100,000 people.
Just thinking about the price of food in Jincheng, Feng Yong could only grit his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter, the government in Yuexi is organizing reclamation now. They are not afraid of too many people, but afraid of not having enough people. When will these people arrive?"
Damn it, misfortunes never come singly. The heart of the rich man Feng Datu was bleeding again: "Family in Shuzhong, let's record this account first."
“The first batch is already on the way.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Today's reclamation is centered on Qiongdu and goes north along the Sun River. Not far away are Suqi and Taideng counties as supplements. Just these three counties are enough trouble.
Not to mention the Sunshui River Valley plain area outside these three counties, Feng Yong simply does not have the manpower to develop it.
Thirty thousand people would not even be able to survive if thrown into it - provided there is sufficient food supply.
After discussing with Jiang Wan, people arranged to take him down to rest. Feng Yong went to inspect various places non-stop until the sun was about to set, and then turned back to the city.
Although it is estimated that the family will take the opportunity to trick him into bleeding again, Feng Yong is still very happy about the upcoming population of 30,000.
Although there are 40,000 Han people in Yuexun, most of them are located near Anshang County, which is close to Jianwei County. In places like Qiongdu, if you don’t count the soldiers and Dongfeng Express employees who come and go, there are not many Han people at all.
These 30,000 people came here, which was a timely help.
Education, education, and education must have a model. Without a model, you don’t know how to Chineseize it?
Now that Jiang Wan’s arrival has finally solved Feng Yong’s biggest problem, he finished his day’s work and immediately returned to the small courtyard humming a tune.
“I have a little donkey, and I never ride it...”
I washed my hands and feet in the yard and walked into the living room. I was about to find a drink of water when I saw a person sitting quietly at the top.
This man's face was extremely handsome, but also extremely cold, expressionless, and his body stood as straight as a golden sword. He just sat there quietly and stared at Feng Yong.
It was already getting late, and not even the dim sunset could shine into the room, and there was no light on. The flickering light, combined with Guan Ji's appearance, made her aura extremely strange.
Let Feng Yong almost shout "Ghost!"
"Xi...Xi...you have a small leather whip in your hand..." Feng Tubao's heart was frightened, and he even changed the lyrics unconsciously in fear. He stammered and asked, "Why is Xijun sitting here?" ?”
The wooden figure-like Guan Ji finally had an expression on her face, and a smile bloomed, "I'm waiting for Alang!"
“Oh, oh,” Feng Yong patted his chest, “Xi Jun is interested.”
Guan Ji stood up slowly and walked towards Feng Yong with a graceful manner. Her momentum became more and more compelling, "Alang is a great compliment."
Seeing Guan Ji like this, and then thinking about leaving her to the flower garland this morning, I don’t know what happened between the two of them, but Feng Tubou had a very bad feeling in his heart.
(End of this chapter)