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Chapter 91 Common Cognition

The chain reaction brought about by the large population migration is unpredictable. In just over twenty years, the Zhenguan Dynasty carried out two large population migrations. What kind of results will be produced in the end? Whether it is for the Zhenguan monarch and minister, or a certain engineering dog that illegally traveled through time and entered the Tang Dynasty, it is not an important matter.

The first population migration that drove away the Western Turks to advance westward has caused a conflict of civilization in the far west. There is the Colosseum and the meat grinder. Historical figures who should have shined in the process of civilization have turned into a bowl of braised pork in an instant, and may have added a lot of sugar exported from the Tang Dynasty...

"It's going to kill people if you fill in someone."

The temporary meeting hall of the Cong Juan House of Luoyang is located in Nan City and has three floors. The whole building is like a huge patio, and academicians from all over the country will have their own rest rooms. In Nan City, there are also a large number of local guild halls. Academicians usually come and go, mostly to exchange feelings between the villagers.

As for what proposal to initiate, I think I can only listen to what the local accent says.

"What's wrong with the death of people? The labor service will not kill people? The recruitment of civilians will not kill people? It's just that you are walking on two legs. What's wrong with the death of people? If the death of people is gone?"

"Hey, brother, why bother to be impatient? I'm just talking about a dead person."

"This year, there are indicators for how many people will enter the Western Regions. Do you think this matter is a casual rise? If you garrison 5,000 troops, you will have to raise 50,000 people. In the river, the skills of the mixed wild plants in the Western Regions can be thirty or fifty kilograms per mu of land?"

An academician picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and looked around, "In this situation, there are 70,000 or 80,000 slave workers in Northern India to move over. If the slaves in Northern India are moved away, how can we vacant fields to feed the people in India? This is not a matter of one family, it is a matter of dozens of families. This is like this in Northern India, isn't the Mobei? The Anbei Protectorate needs to stabilize the northern land, what is the use of just killing people? Isn't it necessary to give people a way out? If a murderer can be peaceful, it would be simple."

As he spoke, he spread his hands and looked sarcastic.

Several academicians around him also nodded repeatedly: "This is the reason now. The money and grain talents have arrived elsewhere. In total, the natives cannot be too much. Although it is a lot of money to migrate the natives to the southeast, northwest and north, I think it is still profitable if you want to talk about the in and out. The natives rebelled at one time, and they dare not say that they would destroy a manor, and even tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars were lost. Isn't it considered exaggeration?"

"Well, that's true."

Some people agree very much with this point, "The Feng family was in Canglong Daonan the same year ago, and they used too much local people. They broke two farms and killed more than a dozen Feng family children. As for the 'military group's', there were even dozens of them. Be careful, there are no big mistakes."

"Several families who work in Dunhuang and in the Western Regions and Bolu Kingdom have a large output, so it seems that it is no big deal to support people on the spot. The situation in the Hezhong Land is even better. There is a report from the exploration team on the 'China Resources' side. It takes money to buy the geological and hydraulic power. I dare not say that if there are too many, the rice in the Hezhong Land cannot be produced, so this wheat rice can still be eaten."

"Oh? How much wheat can one acre produce?"

"confidential."

“…”

The exploration team's report is to pay for money, where can you farm, where can you livestock in the mountains, where can you have water sources, where can you have saline-alkali land, where can you get a wormwood, where can you grow mulberry and hemp... These things that were originally common in your hometown are in the distance, and every news is to pay for every news.

It’s not that there are no academicians who want to communicate with each other, and there are many people who raise funds to buy news and “maps”. But there are no “financial owners” and “masters” behind this kind of thing to do first, and they are seeking death if they do it themselves.

The outside world does not know how many people died in the exploration team over the past ten years.

But how many people died, the exploration team still had to go to see the mountains, forests, and hit the stones in the wilderness.

God knows if there are gold, silver, coal mines here and there?

Just as the three major ships have been desperate in the ocean, the land exploration team has also not stopped.

No matter it is driven by knowledge, adventure, interests or anything else, this career will not stop easily.

Outside the Jinzouyuan, in the "Guanzhong Guild Hall" in Nanshi, an old man was carefully grinding coffee beans, then filtering the boiled coffee with gauze and serving them to the audience.

“‘Kavaha’ is OK.”

"Yeah, I'm working."

The guild hall was a little quiet, and most of the men in Guanzhong were calm. After drinking a little bitter coffee that was so bitter that they were wide open, a middle-aged man shook his sleeves and said, "This 'Kavaha' is really a bitter curse."

"If you add sugar, it won't be bitter."

"It's good to be hard, and it's refreshing. This is the Western Army that matches the soldiers. The beans are so expensive that they can be used as money in Lingnan."

Everyone said, but heard one of them coughing: "Have you seen all the news about Hezhong bought from the 'China Resources'?"

"I've seen it, Mr. Dou, why did you say, tell me?"

"Yes, Mr. Dou, tell me."

"Then let's talk."

"Dou Gong" then looked around and said, "If wheat is planted in the northern part of the river, one mu can produce 80 kilograms. It's not too much, but it's enough in the river."

Everyone nodded one after another. Just the population in the river, the Turks ran faster than rabbits. Is there half of the population left for the Tang Dynasty?

A typical "large land and sparsely populated", there is no trouble for anyone.

If you put the Central Plains, it would be a very high-quality condition, but in the river, it would be an adventure.

"If it is water diversion, I think the output can double. It is difficult to endure winter in the river, and it is even harder than Liaodong."

"The news said, can't you still grow cotton?"

"Sources are good, but the best cotton seeds are all in Hebei. The imperial court may not be willing to let good seeds flow into the river. Everyone knows that interplanting is good, but this must be done."

"Not to mention cotton seeds, just the things in our cups now, do you see the people of Jiaozhou take to Tianzhu? Li Jiaozhou is not ruthless in killing people. If you dare to plant 'Kavaha' in East India, you will be able to kill your whole family."

"What if the court could occupy Dongtianzhu?"

"That's all. There is something difficult to do in China."

I nodded slightly when I heard this. The difference is so big.

"Look, you can do it. Our village party in Guanxi has to find a way. You can go there for a walk in Longqingfang. But I heard that Zhang Liangfeng has lived in the past few months..."

"shut up!"

An old man jumped up and even the coffee spilled all over the floor. He rushed over and pointed at the village party and shouted, "You don't say anything, no one thinks you are a mute!"
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