Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

The eldest son is now possessed by the actor and is making a show.

Because of the continuous heavy snowfall, it was extremely cold.And because the houses of many newcomers are relatively simple, and all kinds of winter supplies are not well prepared, many people suffer from the cold.

After Shao Dalang heard about it, he ordered to open the warehouse and distribute blankets and firewood to keep out the cold.

Some houses were so bad that he even took out his two courtyards, a farm, and a pasture to let the elderly, women, and children live in them.

After finishing all this, he took the horse and braved the wind and snow to inspect the counties to see if there were any farmers who lacked food or clothing.

It is true that the territory of the Yili River Valley is not large, and it can be transferred to every place.But it is not big, but it is not small. It is impossible to visit every village and village, so we can only take a quick look at the flowers.

But it also makes sense to take a quick look.

He used to slander his second brother that his father likes to perform, laughing and teasing secretly.But when he stepped into this position and was responsible for the safety and happiness of the people in the eight counties of the Yili River Valley, he understood his father again.

Before a certain position, under a certain age, you probably can't understand certain things.

Will my father perform until his face is split by the cold wind?Will you act until your hands are frozen like carrots?Will he perform to the point of chatting with the common people, sit for a long time, and adjust the policy agenda after returning home?

If this is a performance, the common people welcome such a performance because they get benefits.

There are tens of thousands of people in the eight counties of Yili, and their origins are complicated.There are slaves who have been plundered, government soldiers who have been resettled, ordinary people, sinners who have traveled far away, and hot-blooded teenagers who have rushed here one after another. The trembling, stumbling martial arts disciple came here.

With so many different minds, if you want to pinch them into a ball and use them like arms, in addition to common interests, you also need the leader to have enough prestige and affinity—he has understood his father now, and he will become a father next. .

"Yang Dutou is such a hero, he was killed in battle." A man from Xiaoliu Village, Xitong Township, Huiyuan County sighed.

"It's a bit like Kou Yanqing back then. Facing the wolf cubs of the Tianxiong Army, he carried an epee and dared to go in alone. I heard that he rushed ten steps before he died." The person who said this brought a With a Bianzhou accent, only people from Bianzhou will be familiar with Zhu Quanzhong's "brilliant deeds".

No one corrected him.

They are all warriors who put their heads up and work hard. People like Kou Yanqing are considered heroes, so there is no need to belittle them.

"Yang Dutou didn't die in battle." A mansion soldier speaking with a Guanbei accent said, "He died because of a relapse of an old wound, and the Jin Chuang ruptured."

"While people die from arrows on the battlefield, the word spreads."

"Fart! The Persian arrows didn't hurt him at all. When the medical officer saw the shaft of the arrow, Yang Dutou ate three bowls of rice."

"Okay, okay. I'm too lazy to argue with you. If I have the time, I might as well clean the stables."

"Who asked you to raise three horses? You are so rich, you deserve to clean it."

"How to speak?"

"Calm down, His Highness is back."

Several soldiers who were drinking and chatting immediately shut up.

"It's too cold today!" Shao Siwu got off his horse, threw the reins to his followers, and said with a smile, "You guys are so excited. I've only been away for less than two hours, and I'm warming up the wine."

"See Your Highness." Several people stood up and saluted together.

"Everyone sit down." Shao Siwu turned his head and said to his followers: "Treat the gazelle, I won't go back to the post house today, I'll cook meat here."

"Of course." The follower took a gazelle he had caught on the road, boiled water and peeled it.

Shao Siwu sat among several government soldiers, and everyone was a little cautious.

Shao Siwu felt a little emotional in his heart.

He recalled the scene when he was patrolling the countryside with his father. Those old soldiers spoke with great pomp and air, as if they were unsure, they dared to say anything domineering, and their attitude was rather arrogant.

These government soldiers in front of them are actually their nephews, they are not very old, the longest is only in their twenties.Compared with their parents, they are really more respectful.

People can change.

It has been 20 years since the founding of Daxia, and the social atmosphere has undergone changes visible to the naked eye.

For the people who migrated from Hebei, the 40-year-old "old people" are different from the young people in their teens and 20s.

It's hard to say exactly where the difference is, but there is this feeling. The subtle expressions, tone, and inner thoughts revealed from time to time all show that the new generation of Hebei young people are not as rebellious as their parents.

This is not a bad thing.

The situation around the Yili River Valley is complex and full of crises.It's not good for immigrants to be too obedient, but it's not okay to be like Wei Bo, Chengde, and Youzhou's previous generation who were so smoky and disobedient.

Now it's a compromise, just right.

"The battle at Bahana may be gradually subsiding." Shao Siwu took the warm wine handed over by the soldiers, took a sip, put it down, and let out a satisfied admiration.

Everyone smiled.

Zhao Wang's appearance suits them quite well.

Rough, heroic, and informal, he stirs and eats with the soldiers in the same pot during the expedition, without the delicateness of golden branches and jade leaves.

Thinking about it, the icy cold wind in the Yili River Valley should have sculpted such a bold and majestic man, not the weak and weak Cuo Da.

"After that subsides over there, the pressure on the north side will increase." Shao Siwu said.

"Are you going to fight the Turks?" someone asked.

"I see, there are other people who suffered first." Another person said.

"King Camel?" The government soldiers looked at me and I at you, and then laughed a few times.

Shao Siwu also laughed.

The male camel king is so bearish, no one can look down on him.

"Didn't Your Highness say yesterday that the imperial court negotiated peace with the Persians? They don't dare to use weapons again?" Someone asked after laughing.

"Negotiating peace is negotiating peace, but we can't take it lightly." Shao Siwu's eyes fell on the boundless snow field outside, and said: "In these lands, after the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, the grass grows and the warblers fly. The shepherds graze freely, and the farmers cultivate the land happily , such a rich land is rarely seen in the entire Western Regions, can the Persians give up easily?"

Everyone was a little surprised.Could it be that this Persian really has the guts to break the contract after the peace negotiation is over?
"Everything is foregone, and nothing is foregone. No matter what the Persians think, we must be prepared." Shao Siwu said: "This year's rest for a year, nothing happened, how do you feel?"

"It's rare to be free. I repaired the house, woodshed, stables, and sheepfold." Someone said: "The mother-in-law was so happy that she said that some work has been delayed for more than a year."

"I cleaned up the cattle pen. The shoveled manure was covered in the orchard, and I also built seven or eight acres of new vegetable beds with the steps, and planted yellow sprouts, turnips, and carrots."

"I dug a well together with others, and I don't have to travel so far to get water in the future."

"I went hunting in the mountains, got a few good leathers, and went to the city to trade for a horse. I will have three horses when I go out in the future."

"I……"

Everyone chattered and talked, and they all became happy, and they took up the wine bowl and drank it down.

this is life.

Life is not only about fighting and killing, but also about daily chores.And the pyrotechnics contained in the trivial matters make these people who are getting married one after another extremely obsessed and satisfied.

Shao Siwu also picked up the wine bowl and drank it down.

Judging from the words and expressions of the government soldiers, it is easy to judge that the small regime he founded with only eight counties has initially gained a firm foothold.

When a person has a sense of belonging, he is no longer a lonely ghost. No matter how far he goes, he will eventually return to the place that makes him dream.

Back then, Qin Zongquan's troops were powerful and mighty, but did they have a sense of belonging?No.

There are many Cai thieves who are forced to join the army. No matter how fierce they are, no matter how many places they have ravaged, they are rootless, wandering around, destroying everywhere, and it will be a matter of time before they collapse.

The government soldiers have a family, a business, and a slave tribe, so they have resilience and can withstand failure.

There are still many newcomers in the Yili River Valley. Whether it is letting them serve as government soldiers or recruiting soldiers, they must settle down as soon as possible, start a family and start a business, so that they can truly take root and become Yili people, instead of just grabbing a fortune and returning home. A guest at home.

The precipitation throughout this year is very effective, whether it is for him or for the people below.

Liu Mian showed him the yellow book of household registration this year.

There are already more than 6800 households in the five counties of Gongyue, with a total of more than 31700 people.

These are "normal people" who work normally, pay taxes normally, and serve corvee normally.

In Chenghua, Gongchen, and Chunji counties, there are already about 1200 households with a total population of about 3000.

These are all "sinners" who have committed crimes and were assigned.Some came alone, some brought their families, and were assigned to the three westernmost counties to work in government-run farms, pastoral supervisors, and orchards.

In addition, a total of 1.7 government soldiers and military households (1.8-[-] slave households per household) are the real magic needles of the Yili River Valley.

Compared with them, the Tianwu Army, which has grown to about 6700 people, may not be so reliable and capable of fighting.

Shao Siwu has recently been persuading some of them to become civilians and stop being martial arts.The Yili River Valley can't afford to support so many full-time sergeants. They also have to farm now, and there are not many rewards, so they might as well just be civilians.

Next year, he will continue to deepen the foundation, clarify the interior, and try his best to digest the existing territory.

Of course, the memorial to his father for support will not stop.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little lonely.

It's really hard to be alone on the border of the Western Regions.Except for his wife, children and some old subordinates who moved westward, there are few people who can talk.

Yes, there are not many people who talk.Now he is having a good time talking with the government soldiers, but he doesn't distract himself. After drinking, he can't get rid of the feeling of loneliness.

The huge city has no familiar atmosphere.

He tried his best to turn the Yili River Valley into the Central Plains. After all, he just wanted to satisfy his lonely heart.

Seeing familiar houses, familiar gatehouses, familiar wine flags, familiar schools, familiar markets...

Only in this way can he deceive himself, this is the Central Plains, he can be closer to his father, and closer to his younger brothers and sisters.

He wanted to write to his father.

He kept every reply letter from his father carefully and took it out to read from time to time.

Only in this way can he feel that he is not a rootless duckweed.