Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a strategist

Yan Qing, who dug a big hole for himself and plunged into it, had to accept the bet, fulfill the bet, accompany the studious Lu Bu, and carefully select the one who was full of the enthusiasm and imagination of the creator. The essence of the three pages was studied thoroughly, and then I practiced it seriously.

After this long night passed, the bed was already a mess.

With a satisfied face, Lu Bu put away the bed sheets familiarly, and he would go to destroy the corpse in a while, called for water again, and waited for Yan Qing to take a bath.

Yan Qing only felt that his waist was weak and soft. If it wasn't for his extraordinary talent and his incredibly flexible limbs, it would be impossible for him to pose in all kinds of strange poses and still be able to withstand the severe tossing.

Now the flags and drums died down, he was placed in the comfortable warm water, and Lu Bu was wiping with a soft cloth towel with gentle force, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up, it was broad daylight, and it was still quiet outside. Lu Bu had already put on clean underwear for him and himself, and was hugging him unceremoniously, with a contented expression on his face, obviously still sleeping soundly.

Yan Qing wanted to get up, but seeing that Lu Bu, who had always been a light sleeper, rarely slept so deeply, he must be very tired.He also knew that if he made any movement, Lu Bu, who had his arms around him, would definitely be awakened, so he couldn't bear it, so he closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing rate.

Occasionally being lazy, it is not bad to take a little sleep back into the cage.

Anyway, those counselors who are weak in physique have been overworked recently, and it was agreed yesterday that after today's lunch, they will gather again to discuss matters...

What Yan Qing didn't expect was that Lu Bu woke up soon after, and because he had the same thought, he didn't even dare to move. He continued to maintain the same posture, and began to admire the flawless sleeping face of his family's sacrificial wine openly.

Until Guo Jia couldn't bear it anymore and came over to call for someone.

In some ancient books, through careful observation, someone once pointed out the laws of "extreme drought brings locusts" and "long-term drought will bring locusts", and later studies have also proved that the drier and firmer the soil, the more suitable it is for locusts reproduce.

When someone reported that there were signs of drought this year and the harvest might not be good, Yan Qing knew that the locust plague that often accompanied it was not far away.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty when there were no pesticides available, in addition to increasing the proportion of vegetation cover around the farmland, digging deep wells, building water conservancy facilities in the south of the Yangtze River, and accumulating food for prevention, Yan Qing also specially ordered that a small amount of money and grain be used to encourage some people who did not divide With a limited number of farm tools, the refugees who can only rely on the government to build roads and other labor to maintain their livelihoods have to raise livestock and protect field spiders.

It is to make the natural enemies of these locusts come in handy at this critical moment.

With Yan Qing, the "prophet of the unknown", the drought locust plague that swept across the Guandong, Guanzhong, and Guanlong areas fiercely became very serious when it harmed the three prefectures under Lu Bu's rule. The thunder is loud and the rain is small.

Only in the lands under the jurisdiction of other states and counties can the real power and the ferocious fangs be revealed.

The first thing that can't stand it is not Yuan Shao, who temporarily doesn't know that his side was killed along with the trial and was cut off from the supply of food and grass.

Let’s say that Liu Xie was coaxed into elation by the blond, blue-eyed, pretty and lovely concubine Ma Yunlu, who was of foreign blood, and for a moment he got carried away and gave the few cents left by Lu Bu to General Huangfu who went to receive the last bit of victory after killing Dong Zhuo. He was completely defeated.

Liu Xie was going to be furious when he tried to ask Lu Bu for it but failed, but when he came, the governor of Yan wrote a colorful book, and the courtiers tried to persuade him, and because of the shortage of food and grass, he hadn't felt the real meaning yet. After getting angry for a while, he didn't take the crisis seriously.

It didn't take too long to go from being unable to make ends meet to having a hard time, and then to the situation of sitting and eating.

A group of civil officials headed by Wang Yun had no choice but to euphemistically propose in the court one morning, not to mention the food and grass for the Xiliang iron cavalry who kept saying that they wanted to protect the capital, but in fact they only heard nothing, and even the rations of the court officials. , and it will take another month or two at most.Only then did Liu Xie realize the seriousness of the matter, pondered for a while, and tentatively said: "Last year, the weather was good, and the taxes collected..."

"Your Majesty," Wang Yun's eyes were half-opened and half-closed. After seeing the emperor's ruthless behavior, he subtly restrained himself a lot when he acted.He reminded: "The barren land is uncultivated and farm tools are scarce. Even if there is no shortage of farmers, it is like that clever woman who suffers without rice. Last year's harvest was not ordinary, and it was enough for the common people to live on their own. If it is forced to expropriate, it will damage your majesty's benevolence and love for the people." In the name of it, it is doomed not to be rich if it is seized."

Liu Xie was very surprised when he heard this, and said in a voiceless voice, "You don't even have the slightest surplus to collect?"

Wang Yun bowed and bowed, without changing his face, he said: "Just say that you are the thief of Qingzhuo, the edict to exempt the residents of Chang'an from grain and rice taxes for five years was issued by you yourself."

Hearing the long-lost title of 'Zhuo Thief', Liu Xie, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, flinched reflexively.

No matter how forgetful a child is, for Dong Zhuo, who even the emperor (brother Liu Bian) would kill if he wanted to, and abolish him if he wanted to. The tomb was excavated and stolen, and the civil and military officials were trembling under his silver prestige. Liu Xie is destined to remember the villain with heinous crimes.

Even though he completely forgot what he had promised four years ago, Liu Xie also knew that Wang Yun could not be so bold as to dare to deceive the king by doing things without a shadow.

If you go back on your word and fight for the small amount of money and food from Li Shu, it is indeed a stupid act of drinking poison to quench your thirst, and you will lose the face of the Han Dynasty completely.

Liu Xie pretended to cough lightly, and after covering up his embarrassment and shame, he stared at Wang Yun who had retreated back to the court without a word, and began to ponder irritably.

It's not that he doesn't want to order to encourage farming, but he hasn't spoken yet. He has no common sense, and he also remembers that it's almost June, and the spring plowing has already ended. What's the point of saying these things?

But before this day, Liu Xie only acquiesced that the grain depot and silver depot were inexhaustible and inexhaustible. He never dreamed that, as the dignified emperor, he was so aggrieved that he had to complain about the lack of money and food. Worrying day.

He didn't squander at will, at most a few times, and it wasn't for his own selfish pleasure: first, he rewarded his loyal father-in-law Ma Teng and his brother-in-law Han Sui with some food they had asked for for a long time; For Zhang Xiu, a good minister with excellent martial arts skills, the thousand-year-old man who looked very awkward made a good battle armor; he couldn't stand the begging of his beloved concubine Ma Yunlu, and built a small summer palace for her; Seeing the bitter cold in winter, I felt pity for Li Shu, and ordered people to give hot porridge to those displaced and homeless on the streets of Chang'an for half a month...

Is there no tribute from the princes?

Upon hearing Liu Xie's question, Wang Yun calmly waved his wide sleeves and presented the booklet he had prepared in advance.

Liu Xie had a bad premonition in his heart, so he bit the bullet and unfolded it. He saw that the officials who compiled the data were very careful, sorting the names of the princes who had paid tribute over the years, from the most to the least. Not leaking.

On this not-so-long roster, the names of Yuan Shao, Liu Yu, Liu Biao, and Cao Cao, who separatist a fertile land and can be called famous princes, have completely disappeared, but there are some people who are insignificant and light-hearted, and Liu Xie can't think of them at all. on the list.

For example, General Duan Kuma, Prefect Zhang Yang, Wang Yi...

The only person Liu Xie knew was the one whose name was followed by a string of numbers that could look down on everyone below him. The tallest person was naturally the one whom Liu Xie gradually forgot about, and only remembered that he was becoming more and more disrespectful and rebellious. The tame hussar general and the governor of Yuzhou, Lu Bulu Fengxian, came first.

Liu Xie stared intently at the familiar name, was in a daze for a while, and sighed deeply.

"Let's put it aside for now, let me think it over and discuss it later."

Even if he listened to the slander and neglected his loyal ministers, how could the emperor humbly apologize to his ministers in this world?

I only hope that Yang Taiwei, who went to mediate, can bring good news. From now on, he should also alienate Zhang Xiu, who was blinded by his uncle's hatred.

However, once the plague of locusts and drought arrived, the little emperor had no time to hesitate.

It was clear that the harvest season was less than two months away, and the green crop seedlings cultivated by the farmers were eaten up by the overwhelming locusts in just half a month.

Some of those who had a good harvest last year and had a little surplus may be able to survive this winter if they eat and save their seeds.But there are more people who can barely support at ordinary times, and when encountering unexpected situations, they can't spend half of their surplus food to meet unexpected needs.

The locusts were full, but they still flaunted their might, circling and lingering, leaving behind mourners everywhere, and Manchu ministers who hurriedly opened granaries to provide relief.

There is only enough food for a few thousand people to eat for a month, and suddenly there are tens of thousands of mouths, which is at most a temporary relief, so how can it be sustained?

But two weeks later, the grain depot has completely bottomed out.

In these days, Liu Xie watched it empty out quickly, and anxiously sent edicts to various princes asking for food, but all of them fell into the sea.Occasionally responding, what is sent is just a drop in the bucket.

Liu Xie didn't know about this, and he was devastated all day long, even the tip of his tongue was blistered, but he was powerless. Facing the fact that there was only enough food left for the officials to eat for half a month, he could only listen to the advice of all the officials with pain in his eyes, and put It closes again.

Seeing this situation, Ma Teng and Han Sui were afraid that the disheartened emperor would force them to spit out the military rations they had swallowed to fill up the bottomless pit with his imperial power when he was desperate. Xiliang went.

To make matters worse, the people in Beijing saw that even the emperor was helpless against this natural disaster, and they were desperate. In order to save their lives, they had to put all their eggs in one basket. I went to Yangzhou, Yuzhou, where everyone has enough food and clothing to live and work in peace and contentment.

After a few days, more than half of the population in Chang'an City had been lost.

When Liu Xie heard this, his heart sank. Naturally, he would not be so naive as to think that this would alleviate the crisis of food shortage. After all, there would be no one who could farm in the future, and the people under the emperor would not trust him as the emperor anymore. That's really troublesome!

But if the people insist on leaving, how can he stop them and prevent them from surviving?

And when Liu Xie's poverty was exhausted, it was when Yan Qing and others made their move.