Before the Liangzhou Rebellion, Qiang and Hu rebellions were common, with only a few thousand people, and the most common ones were no more than tens of thousands.
However, since the Liangzhou Rebellion, Qiang and Hu rebellions in Liangzhou have often occurred in several counties, and the number of rebels has increased from thousands to tens of thousands.
The reason is that local wealthy families are involved.
Without the support of local noble families, it is relatively rare for Qiang and Hu rebels to number in the tens of thousands.
Just like this time, someone actually dared to raise the slogan of re-establishing the river head and pacifying the king of Han.
If someone says that there are no remnants of the Song Dynasty's small court involved in it, Feng Yong would rather believe that his mother-in-law is pregnant with twins, and they are twins!
But none of this matters anymore.
Facing the Han army led by Jufu, Chen Shi and others after the Longyou Battle, Feng Yong believed that the rebels could not make any big trouble.
It is enough to leave things like fighting and killing to his general, he has more important things to do.
For example, ensuring logistics.
Rather than going to the front line in person, the most important thing about this battle is how to turn the results of victory into war dividends.
The Xinghan Society played an important role in it.
Some time ago, when the weather first showed signs of getting warmer, Dongfeng Express was preparing to resume supply to Longyou.
Xu Xun now completely left the line from Jincheng to Yongan to his nominal cousin Xu You.
He himself took great pains to take the Longyou route.
By the time he ran to Shouyang himself, the weather in Longyou was already very warm. Shouyang in Longxi might be a little colder, but only a little.
When walking outside, wearing a sweater and a coat is enough.
Xu Xun brought a small bag of grain over and asked Feng Yong to inspect it: "Brother, take a look, what's the quality like?"
Feng Yong touched his body but couldn't find the knife.
I had to pick up a little powder with my thumb and forefinger, put it in my mouth and taste it, and then made a sound, and felt that the taste did not match the taste of dry food 2.0.
He took the bag over and looked inside. The powder inside seemed to be gray?
I thought it was because there was not enough light, so I walked to the door of the hall and looked at the sun again. Yes, it was gray.
"What is this? Can it be eaten?"
Feng Yong frowned and smacked his mouth, feeling something didn't taste right in his mouth.
Xu Xun came over and smiled: "Brother is a tricky person, so it's normal that he can't get used to this food."
"Young fool! Tell me, what is this?" Feng Yong scolded and shook the bag in his hand. At first glance, it looked like flour that was not ground properly at first.
But today's flour is not only much finer than before, but also much whiter. Even if it is mixed with various types of soy flour, it will not become so gray.
If it were flour, Xu Xun wouldn't be able to take it over and let him inspect it with a face full of credit.
Xu Xun came over and whispered: "I can't blame my brother for not knowing that this is something new in Nanxiang."
"It is ground into powder with Yutou. Except for changing the flour into Yutou powder, everything else remains the same. It is fried with lard and mixed with some salt."
"This doesn't look as good as the one made with flour, but it tastes about the same..."
Feng Yong looked at Xu Xun mumbling and nagging, and shouted impatiently: "Speak like a human being!"
"Ah, yes, yes. What I mean is that the food in the hands of our brothers can't just be used here in Longyou. Over in Nanxiang, didn't they plant a lot of bamboo shoots in the past two years?"
"Since the 罽头 can be ground into powder and can replace flour, then this dry food..."
When Feng Yong heard this, his heart was filled with fire. Isn't this just drinking the blood of soldiers?
I'm working my ass off on the front lines, and you're waiting to make war fortune at the back. How dare you even think about drawing blood from soldiers?
When the time comes, one day the soldiers turn against each other, I will be the first to die!
Thinking of this, Feng Yong raised the powder bag and was about to hit Xu Xun on the head: "How dare you? Let me kill you first!"
Xu Xun saw that his brother had already turned against him before he could finish his words.
On the spot, he held his head and shouted: "Brother, please spare my life, this is Mrs. Zhang's intention, I am wronged!"
That is to say, Xu Xun shouted in time, and Feng Yong took back the bag that was almost thrown out: "Who? Miss Zhang?"
Thinking of Zhang Xingyi's cute and charming appearance, Feng Yong was furious again: "You're talking nonsense! How could Si Niang do such a thing?"
Although she knew that she had hurt her heart, how could Siniang lay such a trap for herself?
This speed of blackening is too sudden!
Thinking of this, Feng Yong kicked Xu Xun hard again.
"It's true, brother, Mrs. Zhang said that in the past few years, Nanxiang has planted a lot of bamboo shoots every year to prepare for famine."
"There are so many yu heads that they can't even eat all the coolies underneath. In the end, they have to be fed to pigs."
Xu Xun was kicked, but he didn't dare to neglect, and quickly explained, "It just so happened that Mrs. Zhang came back to Longyou last time and knew the situation here in Longyou."
"After she went back, I don't know who she learned the trick from. She ground the bamboo head into powder and fried it to make dry food."
When Feng Yong heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.
Seeing the change in the expression on his brother's face, Xu Xun knew that he might be safe, so he cautiously approached again.
"Brother, after all, this little lady is for the sake of our brothers."
"What do the barbarians in Longyou eat? There's not much difference between the Yutou powder and flour. At most, the color is different."
"Besides, the food in the hands of brothers is not only for Longyou. The plantations in Nanzhong and the horse farms in Yuexi do not need food?"
"Furthermore, the grain reserves in our association have been decreasing day by day since the Northern Expedition. We can't continue like this. Anyway, instead of feeding the pigs, why not use it to relieve the Hu people in Longyou?"
Damn it!
You act so naturally, you are really a complete profiteer.
Feng Yong looked at him: "Are you sure this is what Ms. Zhang ordered you to do?"
It shouldn’t be, how could my fourth mother be so wicked? You must have instigated her to do it, and then blamed her for it!
"How dare I talk nonsense? Besides, I can't think of such a wicked, uh, such a good way to save money..."
Xu Xun stumbled with his mouth.
Say one more thing? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death!
Feng Yong pondered for a while, then rolled his eyes, picked up some powder, put it into his mouth and licked it.
Force yourself to believe: Well, this tastes similar, right?
"I just don't know if they can get used to it..."
"Is there anything you can't get used to?" When Xu Xun saw signs of Feng Yong's looseness, he quickly spoke up, "Brother, it's good to have something to eat these days."
"My little brother came from Pingxiang and happened to meet a small Xiongnu tribe. I heard that General Ma arranged to send them here."
"They were chased by the Xianbei people in the north and lost all their cattle, sheep and horses. How miserable! My little brother couldn't stand it, so he even gave them a bag of dry food like this."
"Guess what? The leader of the Huns was so grateful to his little brother that he even let him spend the night in his tent..."
When Feng Yong heard this, he squinted and said, "Huh? Why, did you sleep with him?"
"Ahem," Xu Xun blushed, "Brother, I don't know. These barbarians are barbaric and rude, and some of their customs are very different from ours. The host staying overnight makes people feel..."
At this point, he paused, as if he couldn't think of any words to describe it.
"How delicious?" Feng Yong answered.
"Yes! It's very delicious!" Xu Xun slapped his thigh, then looked at Feng Yong, "Brother, it turns out that he also knows?"
He looked to the side and then whispered: "Maybe my brother also spent the night in the barbarian camp?"
At this point, he suddenly realized: "That's right. My brother is the descendant of the mountain god in the eyes of the Hu people. I'm afraid there are countless Hu people leaders who want to invite my brother to spend the night."
"In this case, the wife and daughter of the Hu leader in Longyou..."
Feng Yong saw that this man was speaking more and more inhumanly, so he kicked him away: "Get out!"
Even if I use soap to rub them all night, I don't even think about it.
Xu Xun shamelessly approached him again: "Brother, look at this dry food..."
"How many do you have?"
Feng Yong asked.
"If my brother doesn't open his mouth, how can we dare to do this easily? Now I just took a little and let my brother hold it."
"If brother thinks it's feasible, then I will bring a batch over next time. Speaking of which, these Nanxiang bamboo heads have been stored all winter. If they are left there any longer, I'm afraid they will break."
Xu Xun said quickly.
"Sure, then bring a batch over next time." Feng Yong nodded, agreeing to the matter, "But this thing needs to be changed."
"Try to mix half and half flour and yung head powder so it's not too obvious."
After all, it was Siniang who proposed it, so she must give her this face no matter what.
Besides, prepare food for famine and prepare food for famine. Now there is a famine in Longyou. What's wrong with Yutou using it to prepare for famine?
Not only is it not wrong, it is also natural.
It’s just that the form is different!
Siniang was indeed a virtuous housekeeper, and she immediately grasped the essence of the matter: instead of using food for famine relief, she actually used it to feed pigs, which was a heinous crime!
"Brother is still thoughtful!" Xu Xun quickly flattered him, and then came up to him again, "Brother, this time we went to the West to rebel against the Hu, our..."
Speaking of this, Xu Xun's eyes shone brightly, "Should the price also be increased?"
"What?"
Feng Yong couldn't react for a moment.
"It's hard work." Xu Xun pointed out directly, "I heard that there are more than 100,000 barbarians rebelling in Longxi!"
"The price of pork has nearly doubled, and the price of human meat... well, I mean, this labor is still high-quality labor, so the price must go up no matter what! Otherwise, wouldn't we lose money?"
"How much do you plan to raise it?"
Feng Yong asked.
There will definitely be an increase, but Feng Yong has been staying in Longyou this year, and even traveled to a remote place like Longxi in the past few months.
It is inconvenient to transmit information, and I am not familiar with the current market situation, so I have to ask someone who is familiar with the market situation.
"This number." Xu Xun held out three fingers, "I have discussed it with Deng Weizhe, and it is enough to increase it by this number."
Feng Yong took a breath after hearing this, you guys are so bad, you suddenly raised the price by almost half.
"Make up a round number?"
"Yes, that's right, round up the whole number, one in a hundred."
Xu Xun nodded.
"Is it too much?"
Feng Yong hesitated.
It’s not that I feel sorry for these barbarians, but I’m worried about causing a market rebound.
These days, once the army moves over, the barbarians who refuse to obey are basically massacred.
Ever since the war between the Han Dynasty and the Xiongnu, it has been this way, with no mercy or humanity at all.
History books often say that they won in battle and obtained tens of thousands of cattle, sheep, and horses, but they never mention what happened to the original owners of those hundreds of thousands of livestock.
If their livestock is taken away, how will they survive in the future?
As long as they are dead, what other animals are needed?
This is the real historical truth.
Since Feng Yong proposed the concept of converting prisoners of war into labor and restoring farming, the treatment of prisoners of war has been much better than before.
Moreover, this concept is very consistent with the trend of the Han Dynasty's urgent need for population.
At least the prisoners of war went from being slaughtered bloody to having a little hope of survival.
From this aspect, Feng Yong feels that he has made great merits.
"Brother, this is really not much. We have already negotiated with those in Shuzhong who plan to come to Longyou to open workshops, and they are also willing to raise the price."
Xu Xun said quickly, "Brother, you don't know, except from my brother, you really can't find labor anywhere else."
"Even in Nanzhong, in the past two years, it was easy to say that the tribes belonging to the five captains of Nanzhong were able to catch some barbarians from the mountains and forests who attacked the manor."
"Now those small tribes and villages in the mountains and forests have learned well. They actually come out of the mountains and forests to approach the government and say they want to learn farming."
"Brother, listen, this barbarian can't just stay in the mountains and forests, how can he learn to farm..."
When Feng Yong heard this, his face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
But on the surface, he had to scold him: "Stop saying a few words. Teaching the barbarians to farm is the policy of South China set by the Prime Minister. How can you be allowed to make random comments? I will risk my life?"
"Oh, yes, yes. The Prime Minister has good intentions. Otherwise, I heard that General Huo Aji from Pingyi County personally went to Jincheng to pay his respects to His Majesty."
"Finally, I got His Majesty's permission and planned to open a sugar cane plantation under the name of Nanzhong Ye. It seems that the barbarians of Nanzhong have really been enlightened..."
When Feng Yong heard this, he was slightly startled: "Huo Aji?"
"Brother, don't you remember?"
How could you not remember?
The title "Ghost King of Nanzhong" would not have been resounding throughout Nanzhong and left such a bad reputation without the support of the two barbarian leaders, Meng Huo and Huo Aji.
"Huo Aji is a sober person." Feng Yong nodded approvingly. Feng Yong had always admired this barbarian general who used the strength of his entire family to help the Han Dynasty quell the rebellion in Nanzhong.
With this transformation, Nanzhong has taken another step forward from semi-official management to real county management.
Xu Xun was a little disapproving. He only had laborers with him: "So, it is getting harder and harder to find laborers nowadays."
"I heard that my elder brother was preparing to attack the rebels in the west of Longxi. My younger brother was really happy and came over without stopping."
When he said this, his face was very anxious, even with anxiety: "Brother, have you heard? Recently there has been rumors that the Prime Minister plans to take action against Lao Li."
Feng Yong looked like he had expected it, "Isn't this a normal thing? We have benefited so much in the past few years, and the court can only watch from the sidelines. Who will be better off if we change it?"
After emerging markets experience their initial barbaric growth, they always return to government management.
What's more, it involves the sensitive issue of population.
The prime minister proposed the unity of Han and barbarians, in the final analysis it was for the sake of population.
When Xu Xun saw Feng Yong's look, he was a little surprised on the spot: "Brother, have you known the Prime Minister's plan for a long time?"
Feng Yong glanced at Xu Xun: "What do you think? How could the Prime Minister not say hello to me in advance for such a thing?"
After all, he is the head of the Dahan Labor Company.
You can't bypass yourself by bypassing anyone.
When Xu Xun heard this, he was overjoyed. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his thumb: "Brother is still awesome!"
During the Northern Expedition, the Han Dynasty not only captured many Wei soldiers, but also captured many Hu people.
For example, Qiang Duan, the Di king, wanted to repeat his old tricks and try to trick the Han again, but he was tricked by the Han instead. As a result, many rebellious Di people in Yinping Wudu fell into the hands of the Han.
So the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty finally decided to extend his evil hand to the huge market of labor.
The land of Longyou was vast and sparsely populated, so the Han decided to farm here.
How to do labor?
Where to find the Ghost King!
The main source of labor is Feng Yong. As long as you find Feng Yong, everything will be solved.
"What the Prime Minister means is that from now on, all those who use labor must register with the government, just like cattle. If you kill laborers at will, you will be fined."
"So these laborers can only be regarded as sinners who have served hard labor. After completing the hard labor, they have to be rearranged by the government."
Feng Yong explained Zhuge Lao Yao's plan in a general way, "That's the intention at the moment. As for when it will be implemented, it's not clear yet."
"Now that the Prime Minister has expressed this intention to his brother, it is probably not far from implementation, right?"
When Xu Xun heard this, he became even more anxious.
"Maybe."
Feng Yong actually couldn't explain how he felt.
In a market that is growing wildly, we who are in a huge advantage must welcome it, and we can eat as much as we want - but there are huge hidden dangers.
You may never know what will happen one day, especially for yourself who is getting more and more high-ranking.
Therefore, it would be much safer to return to unified management by the government, which shows that this market has been recognized by the government.
Unsafe short-term huge profits and long-term steady flow of water each have their own benefits.
"Brother, then this price increase is even more urgent. Who knows what will happen to this labor in the future? Before the news from the Prime Minister's Palace comes out."
"Brother has just sent troops to quell the Hu rebellion in Longxi. Hurry up and eat some more meat!"
Xu Xun hurriedly advised, like a profiteer with a heart as black as coal.
"Are you spreading the word that the Prime Minister may not allow labor trading in the future?"
Feng Yong remembered what Xu Xun had just said, if people who bought labor were willing to raise prices, he suddenly understood.
You shameless rich and powerful capitalists!
For the sake of profit, you actually dare to let the Prime Minister take the blame? Huh?
"No, no, brother, don't talk nonsense." Xu Xun immediately denied it, "It's not someone who spread the rumor, I just heard it occasionally!"
Feng Yong sneered, not saying whether he believed it or not.
Taking advantage of information asymmetry, deliberately disrupting the market, and then taking advantage of the opportunity to make huge profits, why does this routine feel so familiar?