The Three Kingdoms

Even if Zhu Zhi, the magistrate of Wu County, and Shi Zhangzhao, the magistrate of the prefecture, would greet him when they saw him, they would call him Mo Baihu.

Moreover, his responsibility is to monitor the big families in the city. These nobles from high-ranking families should treat him carefully and dare not offend him. Therefore, for him, a hundred households in Wu County is more important than a thousand households in an ordinary county. important.

If he had to choose between the two, he would naturally choose Baihu in Wu County.

"Yuzhang County?" Liao Mo and Wang Chi's expressions moved slightly.

"Lujiang and Yuzhang are both hard bones. It is not an easy task to establish a hundred households under the nose of the enemy. Therefore, Yuzhang is the hard bone. I will eat Lujiang alone, how about it?" Mo Cong raised his glass and took a sip of the wine before looking at the two of them and asking.

"No, if that's the case, the two of us are responsible for too much area, I'm afraid we won't be able to handle it, and we will inevitably be in a hurry. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid Qianhu won't be able to get the position, and he will be beheaded. It's not worth it." Wang Chi was silent for a while, and said cautiously.

"Correct!"

Liao Mo nodded and said: "Yuzhang is the core area controlled by Chen Wen. It is the largest county in the Jiangdong area, the most populous, and undoubtedly the most complicated county. We are not only responsible for Kuaiji Danyang, but also secretly develop Yuzhang. Zhang, the workload is too much to get it done, and good things turn into bad things instead!"

"Well, isn't the governor training a group of newcomers now? I'll give you all of these people!" Mo Cong turned the wine glass with his left hand, pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Is this okay?"

For Mo Cong, controlling Wu County is the most important thing for him now, and everything else is put aside. The situation in Wu County is too complicated, and he has not been able to develop much in the past six months.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The two looked at each other, weighed it in their hearts, and agreed directly.

"Hahaha... I wish our Jinyiwei Three Hundred Households a happy cooperation!" Mo Cong was determined in his heart, raised his glass again, and said.

"Happy cooperation!" Liao Mo and Wang Chi also showed joy, toasting and drinking.

[Text 1 and Chapter [-] Breaking the General's Mansion]

After listening to the reports of the three, Sun Quan sorted out the recent development of Jinyiwei, pondered for a long time, and then wrote a plan for the future development of Jinyiwei in the four counties other than Wu County in Jiangdong.

It was not until late at night that Sun Quan completed such a plan. He looked at it carefully and was satisfied. Of course, the only thing that made him dissatisfied was that he found his handwriting a bit ugly. In order to make this plan Seeing someone, he had no choice but to ask Han Tao to copy one side again.

"Ok!"

Half an hour after the meeting, Sun Quan lifted up the copy of the proposal written by Han Tao from the desk, without blushing or panting, he said loudly: "Xiao Tao, you did a good job, your handwriting is good. , almost catching up with me."

"Huh? My handwriting is about to catch up with yours? Young master, you are so proud of your handwriting!"

Hearing this, Han Tao was taken aback for a moment, almost didn't bite, his eyes widened, and he stared at Sun Quan firmly, but he looked at Sun Quan's shamelessness as a matter of course, he could only swallow the words in his heart, did he dare to be angry? Dare to speak.

Ever since he followed Sun Quan, Sun Quan has been a role model in his heart. In his heart, Sun Quan is definitely a man with both civil and military skills. But his handwriting, which looks like ghostly drawn characters, is a bit hard to compliment him.

After all, Sun Quan is a person from modern times. If he is knowledgeable, he has some basic skills after studying in university, but it is a bit too reluctant to write the fonts of this era with a brush.

"I'm admiring you. What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Sun Quan looked at the little boy with a surprised look, and Huber stared with dissatisfaction.

Han Tao shrank his little head slightly, and murmured in a low voice that only he could hear: "Why do I feel a little bit, you are burying me!"

"Okay, tomorrow you will have someone copy a few more copies of this plan and pass it on to the three hundred households. Even if it is my reference for their development, this is just my personal opinion, so that they can use it as a reference. You don’t have to move everything according to the above!”

After Sun Quan finished speaking, he looked up at the sky outside, probably it was midnight: "It's getting so dark, I want to go home, you don't have to run around, you can rest in the county government office!"

"No!" Han Tao nodded.

Sun Quan rode a horse, escorted by a few guards in brocade, and took advantage of the bright night to return to the Sun Family Mansion. At this time, the Sun Family Mansion was already very quiet, except for the guarding soldiers, everyone else had already rested .

"Father?"

However, after Sun Quan passed by the courtyard, he found Sun Jian's burly and tall figure in Sun Jian's study room. Under a few oil lamps, Sun Jian was dressed in simple thin clothes, kneeling on a bamboo mat, facing the documents on the desk. Constantly browsing, brows are sometimes furrowed and sometimes stretched.

"Father, it's late at night, why haven't you rested yet?"

A few guards outside opened the door, and Sun Quan strode in, took off his boots, went around behind Sun Jian, massaged Sun Jian's stiff shoulders, and persuaded: "There is no end to work. The body is not good."

"Hehehe... Weifu's body is very tough, how can it be so easy to break!"

Sun Quan's filial piety made Sun Jian show a satisfied smile, and sighed: "Hey! In the past, being a father was nothing more than ruling a county, but now he has taken down Kuaiji Danyang, the land of the three counties, and the territory of the three counties under his command." There are more people, more officials, more troops, and more cumbersome things.”

"Father, you are the master!"

Sun Quan smiled dumbly, and said: "As a lord, you only need to know how to use people. Is it possible that you have to do everything yourself? If so, you will be exhausted sooner or later!"

"You think I want to do it myself. At present, our Jiangdong Army has many generals who can stand alone in the army, but there are only a handful of generals who can stand alone in government affairs. Now I can use Zhang Zhao. Gao Dai, and your uncle Sun Jing."

Sun Jian shook his head, turned around, glanced at Sun Quan, and said in a low voice: "Now our territory has doubled in size, and the talents cannot keep up. They can be quickly supplemented by taking refuge, but there are a little less people who can stand on their own.”

Now the most important thing for Sun Jian is to employ people. The county magistrate (county head) or county lieutenant of every county in Danyang and Kuaiji has to be re-evaluated, which ones are capable and which ones are based on the relationship of the noble family. To figure it out, it is necessary to screen out a group of people and fill in a new group. This is a heavy job.

"Our Sun family is not from an aristocratic family, there is no inheritance of knowledge, no accumulation of talents, there is a shortage in this regard."

Sun Jian's expression was slightly bitter, and he said softly: "If this matter is careless, I'm afraid it will be used by the Jiangdong nobles and aristocratic families. If people rise quickly, they will be able to pinch our seven inches, and for the sake of Jiangdong's stability, I'm afraid we will have to compromise with them."

The difference between the aristocratic family and the local tycoon lies in the scholars. In this era, reading is not a casual thing. The inheritance of knowledge is held in the hands of those aristocratic families. Why is the status of the aristocratic family so lofty? It is not because of the fields they control , the population, but the scholars they control.

"That's it!"

Sun Quan was meditating while massaging Sun Jian's stiff muscles. Sun Jian was right. If he only commanded Wu County, the Sun family's talents might not be small, but if they commanded the three counties, there would be some shortcomings.

"Father, why don't we issue a recruitment order in Jiangdong to recruit the best talents from all over the world, regardless of background or family background, only talents!" Sun Quan remembered that Cao Cao seemed to have done this once in history.

"That's a good idea."

Hearing the words, Sun Jian's heart moved slightly, his eyes shot out a flash of light, but after pondering for a while, he shook his head and said: "But it won't work, at least we can't do it now, it will touch the bottom line of those aristocratic families in Jiangdong, It is not good for us, the current environment, we still seek stability!"

"That's right, these Jiangdong gentry and powerful families are not fuel-efficient lamps."

Sun Quan also knew that the struggle between the Sun family regime and the Jiangdong family was going on all the time. Now that the Jiangdong army had just captured Danyang and Kuaiji, some turmoil was inevitable. At this time, stability must be maintained.

"Hey..." Sun Jian looked cold, sneered a few times involuntarily, squinted his eyes, and said, "Hmph, now that my foundation is not stable, I let them go wild and wait for my father to establish a foothold in the three counties. Jiangdong is nothing. The power can be beyond the control of the Jiangdong Army."

After hearing this, Sun Quan smiled slightly. What kind of temper did Sun Jian have? How could he let these aristocratic families be trapped?

"By the way, father, now you are commanding the three counties as the prefect of Wu County. In name, something is wrong!" Sun Quan suddenly remembered that in this era, name is a very important thing, and many things focus on reputation. Words are smooth.

Although the Great Han Dynasty has survived in name only, its name is still there, and the rules of the court are still rules, otherwise some old-fashioned scholars will attack them.

"Hey, my father knows what you said. The name is wrong. There are already many people protesting against this matter."

Speaking of this, Sun Jian looked a little unhappy, picked up a few documents in his hand, and said: "Look, these are objections submitted by the people below, even Zibu also said that in the name of Wu Jun Commanding Kuaiji and Danyang, it will be difficult to regain the hearts of the two counties."

"But it's useless to know, and now we can't think of a solution. When my father was in the Kwantung Allied Forces, the Yuan brothers made a fool of themselves, and we didn't get a single position."

Sun Jian said depressingly, "This is my father's mistake!"

"Father, we can make a change. Instead of sticking to the rules, we can work with the title of General Polu!"

A flash of inspiration flashed through Sun Quan's mind, and said: "In the name of General Polu, establish the General's Mansion, and then use the name of the General's Mansion to govern Jiangdong."