Fei Qian looked at the dilapidated fields and silted ditches and said: "So, this time when we are at Wei's side, we can't ask for anything like gold, silver or treasures. We only want two things, craftsmen and craftsmen."
food."
Jia Qu nodded, then shook his head and said, "But the Wei family may not be willing to let go easily. Naturally, the Wei family would rather give gold and silver utensils than food or food to others..."
Fei Qian smiled and said, "The Wei family will give it..."
What's the saying?
It's not that it can't be sold, it's just that the price hasn't been reached yet. Except for the family ties passed down by blood, most things have a price, let alone the current situation.
"Let the Baibo soldiers dredge the water channel and clear it out as soon as possible. These fields will also be planted with millet, bean sprouts, hemp, and wheat, which are all crops we urgently need..."
Jia Qu agreed one by one, and then said: "Then these fields..." Jia Qu said hesitantly, after all, this matter is not easy to talk about. After all, if you talk about it too much, some people will be happy and others will be unhappy, but if you don't ask clearly,
What if something gets in the way?
Fei Qian pondered for a while and said: "I'll keep these for now... Let's do farming first. Those with oxen plows will get 50/50, and those who pretend to be officials with oxen plows will get 64/60. Let's leave it like this for now... Other details will be discussed later.
We’ll discuss it later…”,
Farming did not start with Cao Cao. The system of farming existed as early as the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Therefore, Jia Qu did not feel any surprise or doubt about this method.
In fact, it is equivalent to Fei Qian becoming the big landowner of this Pingyang field, and then sub-leasing these fields to the common people...
The golden belt for murder and arson...
Stop it, it's just a loophole. The correct way to order the court has not yet come down. Fei Qian himself is just a guest here.
Looking at the figure of Fei Qian in front of him, Jia Qu suddenly tilted his head and blinked. Before, he had never quite understood the reason why Fei Qian Fei had come to Bingzhou, a big pit, but now, well, this...
...seems to have thought of something...
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"Don't worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality."
When faced with benefits, everyone wants it, so what should we do? Come on, cook a big pot of rice and share it with everyone, but soon someone will say that the damn guy who didn’t work actually also shared the meal!
What to do next?
Come on, let's share it with An Lao...
Ahem, it’s a pity who is going to count the amount of labor? Does the person doing the counting want to take a bite out of the pot?
This kind of problem occurs every day, whether it is big or small, more or less, and it appears when we don't expect it. We are aware of it but it is not easy to control it.
"I can have one more bite." This is the simplest greed.
But when the delicious food is placed in front of you, who can control that bite?
Or when something more exciting than delicious food comes along?
Now in front of Wei Jian, there are two completely different treaties.
One is a huge value that makes everyone in the Wei family want to completely throw it away and tear it into pieces at the first glance, and their anger will boil up unconsciously...
The other one, Wei Jian, was extremely angry when he saw it, while the other branches of the Wei family would just say "oh" and get over it...
"...What else can I say?" Wei Qi felt that his mind was pounding, but he knew that at this moment, he needed to be more stable, so he still managed to control his emotions and said calmly.
"An answer must be given at sunset tomorrow, otherwise..." Old Wei didn't finish what he said, but both of them understood the meaning.
Under normal circumstances, the nobles would not find it too embarrassing for their family to surrender, because for the nobles, the long-term inheritance of the family is the most important thing. As for face, sorry, how much does it cost per pound?
Coming?
But it's different for individuals.
Every nobleman will not be loyal to someone easily, but once loyal, he will not leave easily. This kind of difference between family and individuals is a contradiction and unity for the nobles.
The old man Wei also knew that Wei Jian needed time to think about it, so he did not say anything more and stood up to leave. Wei Jian nodded, stood up, sent his uncle out of the hall, saluted, and watched him leave.
Then he slowly straightened up and returned to the hall.
This was the first time for Wei Qi to encounter such a situation, such a ghost-like Wen Yue.
This is a complete conspiracy. The choice is placed in front of you, but what is calculated is the human heart...
Wei Jian clearly knew this, but he couldn't figure out how to escape from this trap, because this conspiracy was not targeting one person, but a group of people, all the people of the Wei family...
So what if I see through it myself?
The Wei family does not belong to Wei Jian alone. Of course, Wei Jian can have the right to mobilize the resources of the Wei family, but he cannot mobilize and use them without any restrictions and no bottom line. Otherwise, how can the family elders be useless?
Normally, the family elders would usually remain silent, but at a moment like this, Wei Jian could imagine the faces of these guys...
The sun was gradually setting in the west, and the light in the hall was gradually dimming. Wei Qian's white clothes seemed to be stained with a layer of gray, and he no longer looked bright and bright.
Without Wei Jian's instructions, the servants did not dare to disturb them easily. They saw that the darkness in the hall was getting thicker and thicker, swallowing Wei Jian in it. Only the two remaining eyes were shining with an inexplicable light in the darkness...
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In another small room, more than a dozen candles as thick as arms were lit, illuminating the entire room like daylight.
"This... this... how unbecoming is this!" A white-haired old man trembled his beard, slapped the table with his palms full of age spots, and glanced at Uncle Wei with his dim eyes.
, "A hasty move will not lead to peace, and it will affect the whole clan, Zhen Nai... Zhen Nai... Ah hi!" - He has completely forgotten his tacit approval when he learned that Wei Ji was about to launch his attack.
Another old man was stroking his beard and said expressionlessly: "Young Master, what can you say?" - Do we still need to talk about things like this? Be more conscious, don't we all have face?
Wei Jian's uncle shook his head silently.
"In that case, just wait for the master of the family's decision!" An old man next to him paused the dove stick in his hand and came to a conclusion.
Afterwards, several old men exchanged some faint glances, then each stood up to say goodbye and dispersed.
Uncle Wei Jian sighed and looked at the two documents on the table that he copied from memory. Under the candlelight, the words on the documents seemed to be jumping up and down, like a group of demons dancing...
One share is equivalent to ceding about half of the total wealth of the Wei clan; and the other share is ceding the vast majority of the wealth of the Wei clan...
This is really a poisonous plot against people's hearts...
Recently I saw a 404 in a book, and I was really frightened...
These days...
Why has the Great China Internet developed so rapidly and wiped out other media...
