"Hmph, your idea is difficult to say, and it is simple to say."

Meng Qi was unmoved and said without raising his eyes, "I only take care of the people who follow him, occupy the mountains and become kings, stick to the natural dangers, farm and plant themselves, and stay in poverty for the rest of my life, but people will not die. The refugees and beggars have such a way to live, and they are already grateful."

Cheng Jingchuan smiled bitterly and did not answer.

Such days are easy, but in fact there are endless hidden dangers.

——With a way out and being able to eat enough, I ask for more.

If you escape into the mountains and forests and lead a group of people to cultivate the mountains and farm, after three or five years, someone will be very quiet and want to go out to see it, not to mention that when they have descendants, children who have never seen strict taxes and harsh laws will naturally yearn for life outside the mountain.

Moreover, there are villages and towns in the relatively flat areas to the south. The deep mountains and dense forests are rarely visited. At the same time, it is also a place where miasma cannot survive. Going there is more like seeking death.

Therefore, the mountain king cannot be regarded as the king. Whether it is the water bandits or the mountain thieves, they will be robbed for a living.

"...Look at your expression, it is obvious that you understand the truth." Meng Qi stood with his hands behind his back.

"I have even done this, not to hide it from the national teacher."

This answer was beyond Meng Qi's expectations, and even Mo Li looked at Cheng Jingchuan in surprise.

Cheng Jingchuan sighed. Perhaps it was too failed. He hurriedly summarized the experience of taking refugees to Guang'an County to reclaim land.

Mo Li read Guang'an County in the local chronicles collected by Taijing Palace. He had established the prefecture in the previous dynasty, but it was too remote and had local people, so it was abandoned in the end.

There can be rice ripening three times a year without the cold winter, away from the disputes in the Central Plains, and there are no aristocratic powers.

Mo Li thought that Cheng Jingchuan probably wanted to bring people to Guang'an County because of this.

As for the local natives... Cheng Jingchuan, who is familiar with military strategy and good at fighting, brought a hundred soldiers, plus the Fengxingge people, who thought they were enough to deal with it.

But things in the world are not that simple.

As a doctor, Mo Li first thought about the fact that he was not accustomed to the environment. Even if the medicine was prepared, some people's reaction was still very severe, especially when people did not have the conditions to drink boiled hot water, many people might die. If the body is not burned in time, a plague will soon spread.

Meng Qi thought of the native tribes. These indigenous peoples were really not easy to educate. They made a living by hunting and fishing, were not good at farming, and were not willing to farm. Reclamation requires destroying some of the forests and digging water canals, which will inevitably affect the interests of the natives. Even if nothing is affected, the natives are deeply hostile to outsiders.

These are all hidden dangers left by the Chen Dynasty. Officials oppressed border residents and imposed heavy taxes. Anyway, they have never done anything good.

The natives don’t care about the Chen Dynasty and the Chu Dynasty. The outsiders are outsiders, and hatred has long been engraved into their bones.

When Cheng Jingchuan brought his men to the siege, the natives disappeared when they entered the dense forest, which was slippery than rabbits. Moreover, those natives could practice martial arts and use poison, and the forces of the Jianghu did not get any advantage. The Jianghu people were the most impatient. Except for those of Mr. Qiu's subordinates, the others were frustrated a few times and left at night.

On the one hand, it cannot be caught, and on the other hand, there is a fixed arable land and residence that cannot be moved. Isn’t it just a living target?

Cheng Jingchuan stayed there for more than two years, and lost a lot of weight. He finally managed to settle down in Guang'an County with a hundred people. This was because their doctor used the prescription to save the sick leader of the native tribe.

"But I still failed. The settled refugees actually joined forces with the natives to oppress the second group of land reclamation people."

Even though the land is endless, even if these people have just had enough food, they are still hostile to the later generations and try every means to drive them away.

Without later generations, they would fight each other, and only a hundred people would divide six or seven forces with their fellow villagers and surnames as the center.

Cheng Jingchuan knew that if he forced people to move, or forced everyone to obey, then ten years later, the land in Guang'an County was indeed reclaimed and a new aristocratic tyrants were born. They were the victors of the struggle among several groups of land reclamation people, and would collude with the soldiers and officials under Cheng Jingchuan, collude with the native tribes, and fight against each other.

——Ordinary people lose their land and become tenants, and they can only barely make a living if they are exhausted from blood and sweat. Once they encounter storms and floods, they will have to sell their children.

What is the difference between this and their original life?

Cheng Jingchuan thought to himself, did he spend ten years to "create" several emerging local tyrants?

Meng Qi couldn't help laughing as he listened.

It's not a sarcastic smile, but more like a person walking in the dark in front of him. When he looked back, he saw that the person behind him fell more miserably than he did, he showed a meaningful expression.

Mo Li was also thoughtful, mainly because the saying that he had occupied the mountain and became the king reminded him of Shimo Mountain Village.

If Cheng Jingchuan moved refugees, it would be a difficult choice, and Shimo Shanzhai's leader would catch up with the simple direction.

Yongzhou had a severe drought for three years, and it was a thousand miles away. People could not survive without entering the mountain. The people in the village either had ugly appearance or had congenital incompleteness. In the peaceful years, people like this would suffer from discrimination and living a difficult life. Now they got together and had extreme hatred for the world, and were unwilling to step out of the mountains and forests and support each other to live.

It can be said that it is the right time, place and people gather together, and only then did Cheng Jingchuan have such a Shimo Village, so he did not have such good luck.

No, maybe this is his luck.

Mo Li looked at Cheng Jingchuan and thought that if he had good luck, he could save about thousands of people and build a peach blossom land. He would be loved by the people like Xue Lingjun from Zhushan County, but that was only the only thing that happened. Cheng Jingchuan, who failed, now has other possibilities.

"It seems that you only lack a wise monarch and a unified dynasty." Meng Qi said lightly.

If Cheng Jingchuan immediately followed this and climbed up along the pole to talk about Qiu Si's chances of winning, Meng Qi would lose all his interest in Cheng Jingchuan.

Have ideas, ambitions, and ability, but...but that's it.

Because I can't find the right path, everything is empty talk.

Cheng Jingchuan remained silent for a long time.

There was a blazing fire in the distance and the thick smoke rolled.

Mo Li left silently, and he was going to see what was going on there.

There are many people in Ning Palace who are involuntarily suffering. They neither know Mr. Qiu nor know the truth about the fire. If they are afraid of being held accountable and foolishly carry water to put out the fire, and accidentally pit themselves into the fire, it will be a disaster.

The closer you get to the sea of ​​fire, the more you can feel that something is happening is the wine cellar.

There is also a unique fragrance of aged wine in the choking smoke, although it is already very small.

There is a long bridge between the wine cellar and the Imperial Medical Office. There are dense bamboos planted on one side, but now they are in the sea of ​​fire, but there are cold and hard buildings on the other side, and there are not too many plants. The medical officer held the stacks of books and the eunuch carried the herbs and ran out in panic.

The imperial guards who were previously led to dig up the other people who were extinguishing the fire.

Yes, don’t put out fires, dig soil and trenches, the wider the better.

"Splash the sand and soil in the dustpan onto the fire!"

A young man in white roared with his sleeves.

When I got closer, I saw that the boy was not wearing white clothes, but wearing a filial cloth linen on his robe.

The fire was too big, and the sand was useless, and it almost caused the flames to be sloppy, so I didn't dare to step forward.

"Don't fall down, keep digging!" the young man roared in a thick voice.

This voice was not smoked by thick smoke, but was in a period of voice change, which sounded like a duck's scream from afar.

Mo Li stopped, and King Ning's descendants were arrested. Is it possible that those who can give orders in the palace at this age?

"Little Prince, the south wind is blowing, and the Imperial Medical Office can't save it anymore. Let's evacuate it soon."

"Nonsense! Let's dig!" The young man stared at his eyes and rattled, just one wing, no, he slapped the guard who was repelling to the side.

The moli silently looked at the newly dug trenches, and the plants were completely destroyed, and the width was almost the same. Digging another three feet should prevent the fire from spreading.

However, people's hearts were fluctuating, and even the eunuch who rescued the herbs left their things and ran away.

The young man was furious and pulled the jade pendant on his waist and smashed it at the back of the eunuch's head.

"Dong!"

The eunuch had a good head, and the eunuch fell down accordingly.

The young man pulled out the sword of the guards beside him and said angrily: "Those who are good at running away will be killed without mercy!"

After saying that, he picked up a shovel that was thrown away and took the lead in digging it hard.

"Why don't you go quickly?" Qiu Si suddenly spoke, and the people around him rushed out and quickly took over the entire situation.

Mo Li then discovered Qiu Si, who was hiding in the shadow of the corner of the wall. From a distance, he looked like a group of people hiding with life and fear of death. Who could notice it?

After Qiu Si finished speaking, he took the remaining people away with satisfaction. Mo Li was in a dilemma for a while. Should he stay or follow him?

After thinking for a while, Mo Li followed decisively.

He sealed everyone's acupoints with lightning speed and searched them one by one.

No pill bottles were found.

OK, it will be done without A Furong.

Mo Li untied her acupoints from the air, turned around and left.

Some people still don’t know what happened after waking up, only Qiu Si had a dark face and a cold look.

"Stay and go!"

Qiu Si's face was slightly distorted. In just a moment, he burst into laughter and said to the distance, "I wonder what the national master and the doctor want to find? The two of you were disappointed. Qiu had no body and the slightly valuable things around him were probably Qingde. If you don't abandon it, it would be okay to accept it."

Psychic? It sounds like a person?

Mo Li thought secretly, could it be Cheng Jingchuan's word?

The so-called clear separation of Jingwei refers to the wonders when the Jingchuan and Wei River converge. Two rivers are clear and turbid, and after the intersection, they can still be clearly distinguished in the same river channel for a long time. Jingchuan is the clearer water flow, and the word Qingde is good.

What surprised Mo Li was why Qiu Si rushed to get Cheng Jingchuan to them? Could it be that he had any plans?

Or do you want him and Meng Qi to think that there must be a plan for this matter and be close to Cheng Jingchuan, so that Qiu Si can "preserve" this heir?

Mo Li has a headache. The tricks of strategists who are weak are too troublesome.

Just don't want to.

Doctor Mo didn't want to continue following Qiu Si.

——When Meng Qi comes and finds that he is not here, he will die of gerbil.

Qiu Si was like a hedgehog. He touched the hand and killed him. Maybe he could hit the other party's thoughts, so there was no need for the time being.

Back to the fire scene, the fire was indeed blocked by the ditches and did not burn to the Imperial Medical Office.

The young man was covered in mud and sat on the ground to continue to supervise everyone to dig.

"Where is the imperial physician? The little prince twisted his waist!"

"Shut up, don't touch it!"

The boy covered his waist and started screaming like a duck.

Mo Li: "…"

This is how people who never work suddenly dig soil.
Chapter completed!