Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

In mid-September, Liangzhou, Hanyang Commandery, Ji County.

The autumn sun shines on the countryside outside the city.

Half-ripe rice paddies and wheat fields ripple like waves, while green pines and cypresses stand tall amidst the fertile land.

Along the pipeline from Wangtan County to Ji County, migrants from Jizhou, whose journeys used to seem endless, now walk from Xiaquyang, hundreds of miles away, toward Ji County.

Although there was food to eat along the way.

But the refugees who had walked thousands of miles still struggled to move forward.

The group included both the elderly and children, and without exception, everyone was dressed in rags.

In the fields, the people of Ji County, who were preparing for the autumn harvest, stood on both sides of the official road, looking curiously at the refugees whose eyes held a mixture of confusion and hope for the future.

The refugees looked around at their unfamiliar surroundings with fear on their faces.

The only thing that was familiar to the displaced people was the crops that were about to ripen in the fields, a scene they longed for.

Jizhou was once known as the granary of the world.

The vast plains produce the finest grains in the world.

However, in recent years, natural disasters have been frequent and plagues have been rampant.

In addition, the imperial court's excessive taxation and the land annexation by powerful clans and gentry had left the once prosperous Jizhou riddled with problems.

Ordinary people were forced to sell their land at rock-bottom prices and then sell themselves into slavery or become tenants of powerful clans in order to make a living.

The fields that were once full of rice are now just a memory.

An elderly man, around sixty years old, stood excitedly by the roadside when he saw the thriving crops in the field.

Liangzhou.

In the memories of people all over the world, it is synonymous with bitter cold, hunger, and desolation.

When all the refugees learned that they were to go to Liangzhou, they had only one thought.

That means they should have been exiled.

After all, who would willingly migrate to such a place if they weren't being exiled?

However, since entering Hanyang Commandery.

As you walk along the official road, you see farmland, busy people, and flocks of cattle and sheep, a sight rarely seen even by the people of Jizhou, appearing as if it were the norm.

My memory of Liangzhou as a place of bitter cold, hunger, and desolation has been shattered.

Would this elder like some water?

A middle-aged man standing in the field looked at the old man who was not moving and suddenly asked a question.

He then enthusiastically picked up a ceramic pot from the ground beside him and poured out a bowl of water.

The old man, his hands trembling, accepted the bowl of water and looked at the boundless fields, asking, "Young man, may I ask how the harvest is this year?"

When the word "harvest" was mentioned, a middle-aged man with dark skin, who looked like he had spent years toiling in the fields, grinned.

"This year's harvest is likely to be several times greater than in previous years."

"what?"

The old man's eyes widened in surprise: "So many?"

"Isn't it said that Liangzhou is a harsh and cold place where crops yield very little?" the old man asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "What the elder was talking about was in the past."

"Since the governor took office in Liangzhou, the whole year has been blessed with favorable weather. It rained when it was supposed to rain and it was sunny when it was supposed to be sunny."

"Moreover, each township governor was provided with oxen for us to rent."

"With oxen and carts, we cleared more wasteland."

"I said that several times the harvest is already a small amount," the middle-aged man said with a broad smile.

You can't lie about how much crop can grow in a field.

If it weren't for favorable weather, how could these crops grow so well?

Moreover, the endless fields even gave the old man the illusion of returning to a bountiful year in Jizhou.

What surprised the old man even more was the presence of oxen and horse-drawn carts.

It was actually provided by the government.

This is simply unheard of.

"Is this land... all yours?" the old man asked, voicing the question that had been on his mind the most.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, that's not it."

"Ah?" the old man said in surprise, "No? Could it be that you are tenants of a local powerful family?"

"That's not true," the middle-aged man replied with a smile. "All the land in Hanyang County, Longxi County, and Jincheng County is now jointly owned."

"We call this a production team."

“A pavilion is a small team, and a township is a large team. The grain harvested from the land does not belong to any individual, but to the collective.”

"The grain produced from farming would be collected and gathered into the team and the brigade, and then distributed equally according to the labor force contributed by each household and the labor points earned."

"The more you do, the more you get."

"Moreover, once you have centimeters, you can exchange them for oxen, horses, cattle, and sheep to feed them."

"In addition, points can be exchanged for all kinds of daily necessities, including grain, cloth, and smuggled salt."

"Production team?"

The old man was puzzled by the strange words the middle-aged man used.

It was neither aristocratic families nor powerful clans, but a production team.

The land is jointly owned.

You can earn work points by doing manual labor, and then exchange those points for oxen, horses, and feed...

this......

is this real?

If that's the case, then as long as you can work, you won't go hungry.

Although the middle-aged man's voice was not loud, many of the refugees around him had already heard it.

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, the refugees began to discuss among themselves.

The news quickly spread among the millions of refugees.

............

Ji County, Duan Yu's residence.

Duan Yu returned to Ji Province a day earlier than the million refugees.

Because they needed to return early to prepare for the resettlement of millions of displaced people.

Therefore, Duan Yu entrusted the task of bringing in a million refugees and the main force of the Liangzhou army to cover the rear to Li Ru and Jia Xu, and then quickly returned to Ji County.

Inside the council chamber of the mansion.

After returning, Duan Yu summoned the people in Ji County who were nearby.

During the time Duan Yu was away from Liangzhou, several other people were brought to Liangzhou.

The first one was Zao Zhi, the vanguard of the garrison who was escorted back by Wang Hunu.

Then came Xun You and Xi Zhicai.

Including Yang Fu, Jiang Xu, Yan Zhong, Chen Qing'an, and others who remained in Hanyang County, a dozen or so subordinates stood in two rows on the left and right sides of the council hall.

"My lord, the production team model has now been implemented in the three prefectures of Hanyang, Longxi, and Jincheng."

"Moreover, the results are very good. If the total value of grain output increases after this autumn harvest, this model will collect far more grain than the tax model."

"Moreover, the people all have stored grain in their homes, which is enough to ensure that wealth is stored among the people."

"Military land reclamation has been implemented simultaneously in the three regions and has achieved remarkable results. If this continues, it will not take more than a year for all the soldiers in Liangzhou to become self-sufficient."

"And grain production has increased significantly."

Zao Zhi, dressed in a black robe stained with dirt and gray, stood in the middle and bowed to Duan Yu.

Compared to before in Liangzhou, Zao Zhi was now darker and thinner.

But he looked to be in very good spirits.

As Duan Yu listened to Zao Zhi's report, he looked at the record book containing data on the production team's current situation in front of him.

The production team model was proposed to Zao Zhi by Duan Yu when he was in Yingchuan.

The land was centrally managed by organizing pavilions into production teams and townships into production brigades.

This system prevented powerful clans and wealthy families from seizing land while also protecting the interests of every ordinary person.

Those who are capable work harder, and the more they work, the more they gain.

This also inspired the people's work and enthusiasm.

The production team provided farming tools and grain seeds to the people.

Ordinary people, on the other hand, earned work points by working.

The daily work was recorded by the village head, the three elders, and the minor officials in the village hall.

The old tax collection model was abandoned, and the surplus of the production team was used as tax revenue.

The elimination of exorbitant taxes and levies oppressed the people, which won their hearts and minds over Liangzhou.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"Not bad." Duan Yu looked at the data and then looked up at Zao Zhi with a smile, saying, "Dao Yan has devoted all his energy to his work since he first arrived in Liangzhou. In just a few months, he has already lost a lot of weight and gotten darker."

"Work is important, but health is equally important."

"Dao Yan is a pillar of Liangzhou, and we must cherish him."

"Before I returned from Luoyang, I had already requested His Majesty's permission to establish a separate department in Liangzhou called the Ministry of Agriculture. Daoyan will be the Minister of Agriculture of the Ministry of Agriculture from now on, with a rank equivalent to two thousand shi. Not only will the military farms in Liangzhou be managed, but also the matter of mulberry planting and silkworm breeding will be under the full authority of the Ministry of Agriculture."

"As for the Ministry of Agriculture's plans and its staff, Daoyan can select from local officials in Liangzhou and then submit them to me."

Upon hearing about the promotion, Zao Zhi was naturally delighted.

But more than the joy of being promoted, what moved Zao Zhi was Duan Yuxian's concern for his health.

"Zao Zhi will certainly live up to Your Majesty's high expectations." Zao Zhi bowed and clasped his hands in greeting.

Duan Yu smiled and waved.

"Yishan, when I was in Jizhou, I received intelligence that the Qiang tribe had launched sneak attacks in Jincheng and other places again?" Duan Yu frowned as he looked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng, the prefect of Hanyang Commandery, who was standing at the forefront of the crowd, stepped out from the crowd and bowed to Duan Yu, saying: "My lord, just before your return, Huangzhong Yi contacted Beigong Boyu, the Western Qiang in Wuwei and Zhangye, the Eastern Qiang near Beidi Commandery, and several other tribes, and launched several attacks on Jincheng."

"Many mulberry fields were destroyed by them."

“Zhang Liao, the Protector of the Qiang, and Zhang Xun, the Commandant of Jincheng, led troops to fight against him several times, but Beigong Boyu was extremely cunning. Although they won more battles than they lost, they were never able to capture Beigong Boyu.”

"Furthermore, Han Yue, Bian Zhang, and others, who were originally from Jincheng County, joined Beigong Boyu and his group, and killed Leng Zheng, the Commandant of Jincheng County."

"At present, Wuwei County has been occupied by Beigong Boyu and others."

"The two Generals Zhang have few troops and can only defend passively, waiting for the Lord to return before making a decision."

Duan Yu's gaze turned cold.

Bei Gong Boyu has been jumping for quite a long time.

It seems this time we need to resolve this completely.

"Yishan, a million refugees have now entered Hanyang County. You should take charge of settling the million refugees and work with Fan Jian, the Prefect of Longxi, and Gai Xun, the Prefect of Jincheng County, to prepare for the introduction and diversion of the refugees."

As for Beigong Boyu...

Duan Yu's eyes flashed coldly as he said, "I will handle this personally."