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Chapter 3079 Root

Chapter 3079
Some people can see the whistle and slap in the head and face, not only is it cold, but it also hurts. However, some people still live in the old days of the man, feeling that the pattern of being shirked from each other and being immortal can last for tens of thousands of years.
Position often determines a person's way of doing things.
From two different standpoints, the same thing that is done to the same person may come to completely different conclusions.
In the past, when Sima Yi was only studying in Pingyang Academy, he didn't like to participate in any literary gatherings because he didn't like the atmosphere of praising each other, and he didn't like to praise people who didn't know and were not very good, or articles against his will.
Moreover, Sima Yi was the chief of the academy at that time, and often ranked first in the competition. He had such a name on his head, which most of the time in the academy attracted disgust, jealousy and slander.
Those who say Sima Yi cheated are the most gentle ones...
Sima Yi didn't care much about these rumors.
Because he felt that this was just an incompetent mangy dog, he could only bark in the dark corner.
And he also has a lot of books to read, memorize, and understand. Where can he have time to care about these rumors?
Everyone has their own way of survival, and everyone has a different understanding of the world, which leads to many things that people cannot discuss or compromise, because the compromise party is equivalent to denying their outlook on life and values. For some people, it is better to kill them.
Sima Yi has a deep understanding of Fei Qiang Hedong military farmland.
The people who went into exile to Hedong were very complicated. There were in all counties and counties, with Heluo and Chang'an accounting for the majority. At the same time, these people who came in exile would naturally have conflicts with the local people. Although this kind of conflict was trivial matters most of the time, if not handled properly, it would evolve into a disaster.
Sima Yi still finds Fei Qian's handling method extremely wonderful.
Fei Qian did not shout slogans or hang any slogans, because most of these people did not understand the words, they were authentic illiterate, and they could not understand the slogans they wrote.
Fei Qian directly measured the land and then divided it out piece by piece. If the farmland has been in a certain period of time, the land can be obtained.
During the process of division, although there are inevitably disputes, disputes have been guided from different counties, from being here, and I am there, to the same land issue, and to the same piece of land.
Different pronunciations, customs and habits have been diluted, and the topic of discussion has become the land.
Sima Yi thought this was very interesting. Should we tell the people to shout some slogans that are as close as a family and live in harmony effectively, or should we let these people automatically combine them because they need to farm and forget that they are people from different places in various counties?
Moreover, those who are dissatisfied with the land they share can pay a certain amount of money and then replace and withdraw one of the shares of all the vacant land. If you blindly draw, you will have only one chance.
It is naturally a pleasure to draw good things, but most people will draw worse and stronger land than the existing ones, so slowly, no one is willing to spend money and have to change a worse land.
The land twisted people from different counties into a rope.
These people who own the land became the most determined supporters of Feiqin. It is very simple. If they do not support Feiqin, others can take away their land. This support will continue until Feiqin or the descendants of Feiqin begin to take away their land.
This is the position.
Sima Yi is now tied to the land in Hedong.
So when Sima Yi stood on the ground in Hedong with his feet, he decided that he would definitely stand on Fei Qian's side. Anyone who is hostile to Hedong is his enemy and he wishes he could kill him quickly.
Because Hedong was originally "rejected", this also prevented the Hedong counties from undergoing any decent tempering. Even the Wei family did not die at Fei Qian's hands, but died suddenly at Cao Cao. Therefore, the Hedong gentry still believed that Hedong was still their world, but they did not know that the cold wind had arrived and the cold winter was coming.
Black smoke rose in the distance.
Not long after, Sima Yi saw the cavalry scouts running near and reported that there were Liu's private soldiers resisting stubbornly.
"There are so many private soldiers in the Liu family..."
Sima Yi was a little moved.
No wonder Liu was unwilling to hand over his private soldiers. As for now, he was determined to die with various weapons and was indeed a rare warrior.
Then, Sima Yi heard someone shouting heart-wrenchingly in the distance, "Liu is wronged! Why is Liu's injustice!"
Hearing such a shout, Sima Yi laughed, "Liu is dead..."
Sima Fu said on the side: "Brother, have you heard that a few Liu's sons have arrived in Pingyang? Is this what... should I...?"
Sima Yi shook his head, "You are wrong."
Sima Yi raised his hand, pointed to the black smoke rising from afar, and pointed to himself and Sima Fu, "That is where, here is where, even people of the same surname are in different places, they cannot be discussed the same. The Liu son, who died here, lived in Pingyang."
Sima Fu frowned and said, "Does the Liu family's son have no regrets?"
Sima Yi smiled and said, "Who do you hate?"
"Of course it's..." Sima Fu suddenly got stuck.
Of course, hatred must have an object, even if this object is as large as the whole world.
If you are on the chessboard, you must be enlightened as a chess piece.
When other chess pieces kicked out of the board, although they are mostly unwilling to give up, can they hate the chess pieces?
So is it hatred for the cavalry unfair?
Is this world fair?
The so-called fairness is nothing more than a lie that the superiors deceive the subordinates.
The children of the gentry who reached the Sima family basically would not always call fairness or unfairness. They all knew that the law is always the minimum limit in all social life. People who can talk about it every day without breaking the law must be traitors and sloppy people.
As the superiors, there are too many means, too many laws, too many rules to achieve their goals, while the subordinates can only passively accept and abide by them helplessly. If you want to change your own situation, you can only climb upward, change your own class, and formulate new rules, otherwise everything will be false...
Therefore, the depressed can only sink. Unless they work hard to save themselves like Liu Fu, no other depressed person can save them.
As for whether Liu Fu will be concerned about it in the future, or in many years, he will turn over and eliminate the Sima family, that is another matter.
'Move faster...' Sima Yi said, 'We have another game to rush...'
"Where to go?" Sima Fu asked.
Sima Yi looked up and said, "Bei Qu."
After pausing for a while, Sima Yi added, "There is dead bait over there, we are live bait..."
Sima Fu was stunned for a moment, "Are we bait too?"
Sima Yi did not answer.
The glory created by our ancestors also needs to be protected by future generations.
In Sima Yi's mind, if one day the descendants of the Sima family cannot protect their glory and fall to the point of being confiscated and exterminated, it would be really better to fall into the underworld forever...
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How long does it take to go to the central government to truly implement the orders of the local government?
One thousand years or two thousand years?
Jiuquan is Fei Qian's territory, and is nominally under Fei Qian's command. However, this has been a difficult problem since ancient times. Just like when the green-haired wine was arrested across provinces, did the local law leaders know about this matter or did not know about this matter? So is the local magistrate actually helping green-haired wine or harming green-haired wine?
This is a very interesting topic.
Since the establishment of the county system in China, people have been answering questions.
The drama of local forces competing with the central government is also constantly being staged.
Don’t these people know the principles of writing between pens and inks and brushing on white walls?
"I can't survive anymore..." Fan Xian whispered, "Why are those foreigners eating meat in big mouthfuls, and I can only watch it with a look? My great-grandson is in Beiqu, but now I... you all see it. It's not that I don't vote for them, but that they don't want me! There's no way to live! It's because they didn't give me a way to live!"
"Why do they wear silk and satin, why do they have a wealth of wealth, why can they call and drink, eat delicacies, and occupy so many beautiful girls?! Why can't we do it?! Why?!"
The aura of the rangers sitting around had become heavy, and they didn't realize when Fan Xian had turned the original "me" into "us".
When the cake is so big, some people eat it, while others have nothing to eat it.
"Yes! We also want to be loyal to the cavalry!" Fan Xian gritted his teeth, "But the cavalry doesn't want us! Don't say that we don't understand loyalty and righteousness, but the cavalry doesn't want our loyalty and righteousness first!"
"After so many years, everyone has said that we are wandering knights without kings or fathers, but those ministers in the court have no home and country, so why do we have loyalty and righteousness? They don't care about the Han world, what do we care about?! Nowadays, those who say righteousness are really righteousness?" Fan Xian's face shines in the fire. "No matter how great justice is, there is no heavy gold and silver, it is more important! Don't say that we forget the country for small profits, but they have become traitors, but they don't want our loyalty and righteousness! So who should we give our loyalty and righteousness? Now it's simple! Whoever pays the price will give it to whom!"
After saying these words, Fan Xian seemed to have exhausted his strength, slapped the seat hard, and then tore it, pulling the already broken reed mat to pieces.
Of course, Fan Xian would not tell the slutty gossip that when Fei Qian came, Fan Xian looked down on Fei Qian. Later, when he looked down on Fei Qian, Fei Qian did not need his investment. When he hesitated, Fei Qian grew stronger, and even more unnecessary Fan Xian...
If you make a mistake, you will naturally make a mistake every step.
But Fan Xian felt that from his position, this was Fei Qian's fault, and it was also the fault of Fei Qian's subordinates!
He had already bowed his head and admitted his mistake. He had given these guys a last chance. These guys were still lukewarm, so we can't blame him for betraying another leader!
"The wealth and honor are here!" Fan Xian shouted in a deep voice, "After things are done, everyone will reward ten thousand golds! In addition, there are hundreds of acres of fertile land!"
The heat in everyone's eyes seemed to ignite the broken house.
"If you want wealth, just fight for your life!" Fan Xian kicked the box beside him, and the copper and silver coins flowed on the ground. "Old rule, give 30% first! If you are willing to give it a try, come forward!"
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...
Fei Qian stood on the high platform of the camp and looked into the distance.
It's almost done, everything that should be come, and most of the people who don't want to come will not come.
At the same time, what should be done and what should not be done are also done exactly...
Zhang Liao, who was standing behind Fei's hidden position, looked a little complicated and thoughtful.
This is the best secret meeting place for Fei Qian and Zhang Liao. There is no one around except Xu Chu. Even if people under the tower who look out at the high platform and want to eavesdrop, they often hear the sound of the wind.
Zhang Liao was a little confused.
He thought that the last time he cooperated with Jia Xu, he had cleaned up Longyou, Longxi, Hexi, but now he found that his cleaning at that time was at most like cutting off the rotten flesh on the surface, but the root of the disease in the lower layer could not be removed.
In other words, Zhang Liao used to be like a fire that burned out weeds, but after this winter, when the climate warms up next year, new weeds will grow wildly again...
So where is the root of these "weeds"?
Zhang Liao had a little idea, but he couldn't believe whether the direction he was thinking was right or wrong, so he could only ask Fei Qian for advice, but when he said that, he still felt a little hesitant, "Lord... this... this bad root of Liangzhou... Could it be that it is in the Sanming area of ​​Liangzhou?"
Fei turned his head and said with a smile: "Let me say it."
Zhang Liao sighed slightly, "I thought that the Qiang people were harmed by Yongliang, who rebelled and surrendered again, and then rebelled again, and were capricious, which led to Yongliang's turmoil, endless swords and weapons, declining people's livelihood, and the Han Dynasty was in trouble. However, what I saw now, I knew that Qiang people... If the Qiang people had no leader, it would be like scattered sand. When Huan Ling... they were mostly bullied by officials from Shandong and came to Qiang people for chaos... I thought of it, most of them were Yongliang's wealthy families connected with them... and Liangzhou Sanming... undoubtedly the leader among them... to quell the chaos and cause chaos... "
Fei Qian laughed, "Wenyuan has obtained it! It's so good, so congratulations!"
Zhang Liao bowed his hands and said with a wry smile, "Lord... I would rather not understand this matter..."
"The heaven and earth have yin and yang, and there must be shadows when there is light," Fei Qian said slowly, "Liangzhou has light, and naturally there are dark places. Standing in the yang, it will be bright, and hidden in the yin will be dark. Beigong, Bianzhang, Mahan and others may send it or use it for their use..."
This may be a difficult thing for people today to understand, but for the various white gloves, gray gloves, black gloves, and even green gloves, it is nothing new.
The first ones on the stage are often actors.
When everyone's eyes were attracted by the glamorous actors, the people in the audience could of course make a transaction under the cover of the actors.
These are very common operating modes in later generations. Every time an actor breaks out, it may mean that he has to cover up something...
As an actor, you naturally have to have the awareness of being willing to make a urinary pot. No matter how smelly or dirty you are, you have to endure it.
Han Sui was once an actor standing on the stage, and he was once in a very glorious place. Fans... Well, when the most soldiers were soldier, there were 100,000 people, and they were all horse-controlling men. Even if the moisture was cut off, there should be 30,000 to 40,000 people. And such soldiers were really Han Sui alone, recruited or cultivated them little by little?
Obviously not.
So where did Han Sui's troops come from?
The answer is very obvious, just like an actor needs to be promoted by a capitalist to become famous, of course, Han Sui's troops were also jointly created by everyone.
As for why the big players in Xiliang have repeatedly tested the red line for joint ventures...
When a person stands on the grassland, the first thing he wants to see is the horizon, not the land under his feet, and when a person stands in a high mountain, he always looks at the blue sky at first sight, nor does he look at the rocks near him. Because no matter who it is, he wants to get things that he doesn’t have, things that he loses, or cannot get, which is what he dreams of.
What is there in the land of Yongliang?
It is not money, food, nor humans and animals. These are more important things for Feiqian, but for these Yongliang big families, they are cheap products that are overflowing.
The fundamental reason for this is the problem of tribal manor system mentioned earlier by Fei Qian...
They engage in production activities with low tribal productivity, and use the forts of the manor to imprison the serfs, ruled the land almost barbaric, and fantasized that they could rule forever. Although they also knew that this was impossible, they would want to go into politics and obtain higher authority to protect their own interests. This is why Yongliang was never safe. Shandong officials often caused wars in this area, and then after a while, it was the reason why Yongliang people came out to clean up the mess.
The officials in Shandong may not not understand these, but the class attributes of the officials in Shandong determine that when they come to Yongliang, what they do must be to fight and suppress the local wealthy families and Qiang leaders. This is their main responsibility, and plundering and accruing money naturally became their deputy positions. Almost no Shandong officials were willing to speak for the people of Yongliang and consider the people of Yongliang. They wanted to collect enough money as soon as possible and then escape from this ghost place.
Occasionally, some Shandong officials, who were so sad that they were sympathetic to the people, naturally became a rare existence in history books, and became representatives standing on the stage and receiving the illumination of light. The other Shandong officials sent to Yongliang sat in the darkness below the stage and clapped and applauded, and were honored.
To solve the Yongliang problem, killing the Qiang people can only alleviate it for a while. If the environment here cannot be changed, everything will still be repeated again and again...
"Lord, since that's the case," Zhang Liao asked after hearing Fei Qian's words, "How should I respond? I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't figure it out."
"Believe in words but not be beautiful, but not believing in words but not believing in words. Those who know are not broad, those who are broad do not know, those who are good do not distinguish, and those who argue are not good." Fei Qian said slowly, "This can get half of it..."
The current production and living model in Hexi needs to be changed.
The first thing that needs to be changed is the concept.
"Ah?" Zhang Liao pondered.
That's only half?
What half of it?
So what about the other half?
While thinking, Zhang Liao suddenly saw a fire rising in Jiuquan City in the distance, and in a blink of an eye, a large area was reflected in red!
What followed was the noise, rolling like a surging wave, slamming.
"Report!" The scout rushed over, "There is chaos in Jiuquan!"
Fei Qian smiled and said, "Look... Isn't this here to deal with it?"
Chapter completed!
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