Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

After taking control of Qingzhou, the 33-year-old Cao Cao started a year with the most frequent wars. At the invitation of Zhang Miao, Chen Gong and others, he led his troops into the most chaotic Yanzhou.

Under the attack of Yuan Shao, the Yellow Turbans from Taihang Mountains in Jizhou fled southwards and gathered with the local refugees in Yanzhou to loot the government and gather in the mountains and forests. The family cannot stop it. At the same time, the Southern Xiongnu took advantage of the fire in Fuluo and robbed Yanzhou.

For Yanzhou people, their location is very awkward. In the north of Jizhou, Yuan Shao, who supported the dead emperor; in the south, Jing and Yu, were Yuan Shu, who braved the world to proclaim himself emperor. These two brothers are life-and-death, and use Yanzhou as a trash can and buffer.

It's not fun to take refuge with anyone.

Then look at things. To the west is Luo Yang, who was killed and robbed by Dong Zhuo, and there is no place where the princes are willing to live. To the east, there are two options: Qingzhou Cao Cao and Xuzhou Tao Qian.

Chen Gong and others finally picked Cao Cao. Although Cao Cao's background is not good, although Cao Cao's rule in Qingzhou has shown a strong control, but now the Yanzhou families are unable to protect themselves, how can they consider the matter of power and profit?

Let's not mention Cao Cao's great achievements in consecutive battles in Yanzhou, and the turbulent undercurrent of intrigue with Yanzhou scholars, let's turn our attention back to Dalian Port in spring.

In April, the sky is high and the sea is wide. Three Qingzhou celebrities boarded this legendary overseas pure land without war. They are Guan Ning, Bing Yuan and Wang Lie. These three are poor families and white bodies, and they have nothing but the names of celebrities, so they agreed to take a refugee boat from Donglai to the north of Liaodong.

"Although Cao Qingzhou's rule can be considered stable, but in the end the conscription is urgent and it is not a good place to live in seclusion." Be alone.

Bing Yuan and Wang Lie have a more positive outlook on life. "You'an, don't say anything depressing. I heard that there is a 'Hua Gong' in Liaodong who does good governance, and the prefects of the three counties all rely on him. If you and I can be a long history in the official office, we can also show our ambitions."

After Donglai County was annexed by Cao Cao, the port of Huang County also had ships to Dalian. Most of them are merchant ships set up by Qingzhou merchants, selling people and buying in grain, cheese, woolen fabrics, candy, porcelain, glass and other goods. Of course, if a freedman wants to escape by boat, he needs to pay for the boat.

Guan Ning and his party paid five baht to board the ship, and they had relatively clean cabins to live in, instead of living in a cow pen with the pariahs. But when they got off the boat, they still took a deep breath of Dalian's fresh air.

Walking into the quarantine area under the guidance of the pier steward, a 20-meter-long road is lined with aromatic plants that are extremely rare in the north, from tall magnolia trees, cherry blossoms to low gardenias, fragrant flowers It is tangy and dilutes the fishy smell of the sea on the beach.

Out of the fragrant flowers, I saw a small village built by the sea. Neat wooden houses are arranged around a circular stone square. And several porridge sheds have been erected on the square.

"Line up, line up!" The sergeants held wooden sticks and forced the refugees to line up in front of the porridge shed. When the commotion of the crowd subsided, the congee began.

"Everyone." The wharf steward paced back and forth in the crowd, "This is Dalian Port under the control of Duke Hua. First of all, on behalf of the host family, on behalf of the prefect of Liaodong, you are welcome to come here to make a living."

The sergeants in the quarantine area are all experienced. When the dock steward finishes speaking, he repeats it in Qingzhou dialect to ensure that every refugee can settle down because of the familiar accent.

Bing Yuan and Wang Lie exchanged glances and stayed in the queue without moving. They were sure that these sergeants saw the scholar's robes on their bodies, but the other party didn't even blink an eye, and they treated them no different from the refugees, which was shocking.

The voice of the terminal steward continued: "Hua Gong is benevolent and righteous, does not charge you entry fees, and also supplies gruel houses at the port, which is the goodwill of our Dalian port. There are hungry people among you. , If you are sick, stay here for a few days, don't rush to leave.

"During this period, I will read the laws of Liaodong to you, in case someone has made a taboo. When the three days are up, officials from the northern counties will come here to recruit farmers and hunters; Orphans and female households are recruited by the stewards of Dalian Port, or help in the port, or weaving, or collecting medicine, and they can also make a living. Those who are brave, talented, or good at various skills can also register by themselves.

"The master's family is benevolent, and he makes money in a proper way. He has ruled the people in Dalian for eight years, and there are no people who died of cold and starvation. These places have their own risks, but also have their own advantages, such as Goguryeo's Although the income of the farm is a bit bitter and colder, it is exempt from tax for three years and also helps to build houses; another example is joining the army, going to the west to resist the Xianbei people, and licking the blood for a living, but one is good food, and the other is the cost of housing . We will talk about it in detail tomorrow.

"Of course, if you don't want to be registered, we won't hold people with you. You can take a temporary travel book with you, and you can enter the city and stay with this book. Liaodong County , Lelang County, Xuandu County, and the whole territory of Koguryo are valid. It’s just that we’re going to talk about it in the front, if we don’t create households, even if we are tourists or refugees, we can’t settle down in the territory.”

This is the end of the simple lesson. After everyone had finished drinking the porridge, they were divided into men and women, lined up to enter the large bathhouse to shower and have their hair trimmed, and then dried their hair in the noon sun while waiting for the doctor's diagnosis.

Guan Ning and Wang Lie's clothes were kept fairly clean, so they still wore their own clothes after taking a shower. Bing Yuan's clothes were seasick and stained with vomit, so he wore the short brown provided by the bathhouse, just like other homeless people who couldn't afford clothes.

"This short brown is still warm." Bing Yuan rubbed the cloth and talked to his friend, "It's just that there are too many patches. Hahaha."

"Something's good to wear." Wang Lie's face was flushed from the hot bath, "Tangquan takes a shower, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. This Duke Hua is a great hand."

Guan Ning is a clumsy activist. At this time, he took the initiative to help the aunt who cleaned the bathroom to take out the garbage, and got a approval from the steward. Because a sage took the lead, the order of the day was so good that it exploded. When the little doctor girl moved the medicine box, someone helped her.

No disease was found. Three days later, all kinds of recruiters poured into the quarantine area, shouting one after another.

"Maotun Village, Wenxian County accepts herdsmen. Those who are strong and good at herding must be able to ride horses. The cattle and sheep are divided into housing."

"Fushun City, Xuandu County accepts blacksmiths and miners. The minimum monthly salary is 300, and there is no ceiling."

"The Goguryeo farm accepts peasant households, as well as female households, as long as they are physically fit and able to cultivate. Three years of tax exemption, wasteland will be opened."

"The Dalian woolen weaving workshop accepts female workers with a monthly salary of 100 yuan, including board and lodging, and can bring children."

"Orphans under the age of fourteen come here, Liaodong Ding's Infant Hall, only this family has no semicolon."

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The refugees, who had been flooded with news for a long time, found their favorite place for themselves. Only Guan Ning, Bing Yuan, and Wang Lie asked the port steward to get the temporary pass.

The serious-looking little recorder drew a good sketch of the face, one was kept on file, and the other was posted on the travel book. "Name, year of birth, place of origin." The girl who was not yet at her age asked coldly.

Wang Lie was a little unhappy: "Why is the girl like interrogating a prisoner?"

The little girl bit her lip: "I don't have it, it's all to be recorded on the paper."

"Hey, Yan Fang, people also follow the rules." Bing Yuan quickly smoothed things out and turned to chat with the little girl, "This girl is also a helper? Is the monthly money rich?"

The little recorder smiled, stamped the paperwork, and put it on the counter: "Please sign, or press your handprint - I'm still a student, and I'm in the fourth grade of the drawing department. Homework. Monthly money... No, but the school includes breakfast, and I was raised by the main family."

The orderly registration procedures, the thick waterproof wax paper, the lifelike faces, and the dense anti-counterfeiting marks, the three celebrities once again felt the powerful administrative power of Liaodong.

The beauty of the system is like a towering mountain.

Duke Hua has a lot of talented people, and even a little girl who is a helper has extremely superb painting skills, and she speaks with Luoyang elegant voice. He wants to be a long history, but he is afraid of overestimating himself.

Guan Ning, who wanted to be a hermit, was the most open-minded of the three. "Looking at the crowd on the right side of the city gate, it should be the so-called bulletin board, go take a look?"

Bing Yuan and Wang Lie support each other: "Let's go and have a look."

The peasants who came to the city to go to the market, as well as small traders and sergeants, finally saw that there was only a notice board with newspapers on the small notice board, and next to it stood a light cyan The students in Xuezifu, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, explained the contents of the newspaper to the villagers in a crisp youthful voice:

"The new general Xu Rong led the cavalry to repel the Xianbei. This time more than 2,000 cattle and sheep were captured, so this time the pension will be extra generous. The young and strong Communists who participated in the war in Dalian County Three hundred and twenty-one people, three killed in battle, and seventeen wounded and discharged from the army, the specific information will reach the families before the end of June."

"Because General Xu Rong recaptured Wangping County, he will rebuild the city there this year to recruit herdsmen and young adults. The old rule is that three years of moving to the new city will be tax-free, and land will be allocated for cattle and sheep."

"Oh oh."

"Next, this year's Spring Festival Gala, there will be little precipitation. The Department of Maps has issued a drought warning. The villagers should not be idle after the spring plowing. Build a water cellar."

"This is incredible. I think there is less rain today. I'll go back to work." The crowd immediately became commotion, and several farmers left in a hurry.

The boy jumped off the stage to drink water after he finished the six messages. His classmate Xiaopangdun replaced him on stage, turned to the literature and art section of the newspaper, and read a "Book of Songs" according to it. He is not as confident and generous as the young man just now, and he is widely cited, but there are also audiences who join in, sing along with him, and applaud him.

Little Fatty smiled and jumped off the stage.

The next one who went up was a girl who took out the blackboard and taught three new words from the Book of Songs.

The dark-faced farmer grinned: "A few are new arrivals. These are students from Dalian Middle School. Every day, groups of six come to Dalian's four-door bulletin station to explain the newspaper. Dalian Middle School, do you know? It is the best school in Liaodong, where there are many good teachers, and Mr. Hua teaches in person. If anyone's kid is admitted, it will be a change of school!"

Bing Yuan was also born in poverty. He had no money to go to school when he was a child, and only got the opportunity to receive education through the kindness of private school teachers. At this time, he was particularly sensitive: "Can farmers from the peasant family also be admitted?"

"Why not? Liu Qi from our village, the second son of his family passed the entrance examination. Hey, good guy, I still saw him talk about "Historical Records" at the notice station in the east of the city, That's right, "Chen She's Family". That kid graduated a year ago and is now working as an agricultural official in the north, managing the boss's farm."

When the celebrities were stunned, the middle school students' lectures were over. Cao Ang took a group of friends and happily passed by the celebrities and disappeared into the city gate.

Guan Ning and the others did not know that they had just passed by the heir of this land, and they were distressed for not being able to see Duke Hua.

Seeing the visitors dressed as scholars looked blank, the concierge also has experience in this: "A few of you have done a pass book, if you have money and silk, you can rent a room in the school district. There are Dalian Library has a large collection of books, and most of the famous scholars from Qingzhou rented there.”