Yangping Pass is in the west of the Hanzhong Plain, which is the junction between the plain and the mountainous areas. The Han River - also called Mianshui - passes through the mountains and nourishes the fertile Hanzhong Plain. There are mountains and water, full of grass, and there are also attractions that are truly real - the tomb of the Five Tiger General Jin Ma Chao. For Wei Ba, a veteran otaku in his two-generation life, this is a paradise that he never dared to imagine in his previous life.

Of course, for him, although Jin Ma Chao's tomb is famous, it is far from the other one. Just over ten miles southeast, there is a mountain that is not tall but steep. It is simply a holy place in the hearts of later generations of the Three Kingdoms fans. It is not only another place where the Five Tiger General Huang Zhong became famous in battle, but also where the bones of a generation of saint Zhuge Liang were buried. Its name is Dingjun Mountain.

As a senior otaku who is used to learning about the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland from the computer screen, it is a miracle to stand here and look at Dingjun Mountain. What's more, 1,800 years ago, although the drum sound of Huang Zhong's killing Xiahou Yuan had gone far away, the wise and almost demonic Prime Minister Zhuge was still planning the Northern Expedition. He is not looking at history from afar, but watching history, and may even participate in history. The subtle taste is really wonderful.

After several days of self-abuse training, Wei Ba felt extremely tired, and also experienced the beauty of getting close to nature. He understood a little why those who called themselves hikers in his previous life ran out as soon as they had time. It turned out that compared to nature, the city was indeed a reinforced concrete jungle.

Wei Ba was happy and rushed back to Mianyang City until the sun set. As soon as he entered the gate of the county temple, he smelled the strong smell of food. After playing for a day, the two brothers who were so hungry that they were roaring at each other, raised their eyebrows at the same time, and took steps to snatch it to the hall. Although Wei Wu was small, his steps were big and fast. After only two steps, he rushed into the atrium. Wei Ba was a little depressed, but he still rushed over. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Wei Wu suddenly stopped. Wei Ba had no time to stop it, and hit Wei Wu's back with a bang, and his nose hit the back of Wei Wu's head. It was so sore and tears and snot all came out.

"Oh, don't rush, okay, it's easy to rear-end." Wei Ba shouted angrily and reached out to push Wei Wu, but Wei Wu ignored him and shouted timidly: "Dad!"

Dad? Wei Ba was shocked, and immediately put down his hand, instinctively arched his chest, lowered his head, being extremely obedient and respectful. This was purely muscle memory, and if he really wanted him to make this posture consciously, there was absolutely no such standard. From this, it can be seen that the guy was afraid of his father Wei Yan to the core, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​stinging.

Although Wei Ba's movements were instinctive and very fast, he would not take back his snot and tears by himself. He lowered his head and flowed down the tip of his nose and dripped on the ground in front of him. Through his hazy tearful eyes, he saw a pair of big feet wearing combat boots. The feet stopped in front of him and quickly turned to Wei Wu again.

"You know you're back, but I thought you died outside?" Dad Wei Yan's voice was a very thick baritone, a little magnetic, but his tone was too cold, which made people feel uncomfortable. Wei Ba knew that his younger brother Wei Wu was a good seedling of the powerful general at first glance, and he was even more favored than his eldest brother Wei Feng. Dad couldn't bear to die. The weak self was the person his father wanted to die outside the most.

"That... I will accompany my brother to run and exercise." Although Wei Wu's voice was low, he was not panicked.

"Running?" Wei Yan sneered: "Running is also called physical exercise? Is it to run faster when running?"

Wei Wu was speechless, not sure whether he didn't know how to answer or smelled the whip and didn't dare to talk more.

"Hmph!" Wei Yanhan looked at Wei Ba with his face down, and then looked at the water traces in front of his feet that were unknown. He shook his hand in disappointment and heard from a distance: "I won't eat it."

Hearing the heavy footsteps of his father away, Wei Ba seemed to have taken off a mountain, raised his head, and looked at the food all over the hall. Only then did he understand why the aroma of the food was so strong that it reached the front yard.

The eldest brother Wei Feng, who had been standing aside and silent, walked over, put his hand on a younger brother's shoulder, and said gently: "Okay, Dad is not blaming you, he is so angry by those officials, don't take it to heart. Eat quickly, after playing for a whole day, you will definitely be hungry."

"Thank you brother." Wei Wu responded honestly, tiptoed to avoid the food on the ground, found a seat to sit down, picked up the bowl, and chewed it heavily. Wei Ba also found a place to sit down, and while eating, he looked at the eldest brother Wei Feng. Seeing Wei Feng frowning, he looked at the food on the table but had no intention of eating, he asked: "Brother, why are my father angry with those officials again?"

Wei Feng glanced at him and said with a forced smile: "What else can you do? Isn't it just spring farming?"

Wei Ba raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with spring plowing?" After Qingming Festival, Grain Rain was the beginning of the spring sowing seasons. Wei Yan also led the prefect of Hanzhong, and these things were within his jurisdiction. The reason why he came to Mianyang these days was to check the preparations for spring plowing.

"It's nothing. The Prime Minister's Mansion sent a message to Hanzhong to prepare more food, at least 50%. My father asked all counties to increase their efforts to reclaim land last year and prepare to produce more food this year. However, the officials complained that there is land but not enough manpower, and it is impossible to increase 50%. My father got angry with them and... also beat people."

"Oh." Wei Ba responded and picked up his bowl and had a meal again. He didn't have any ideas about this, but just for polite care. But after eating a few bites of the meal, he suddenly felt aroused and his hand holding the bowl stopped. When Wei Feng saw it, he thought he was too anxious to eat as before, so he choked. He shook his head in distress, moved behind Wei Ba, reached out and patted his back, and said as he patted:

"You eat slowly, don't be anxious. You just have the right health, don't be too tired."

Wei Ba felt warm in his heart, put down the bowl, swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his head and looked at Wei Feng and smiled, "Brother...Brother, do you see, those officials really have no hands, or are they cheating and unwilling to work hard?"

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, looked at Wei Ba in surprise, and then smiled and said, "In my opinion, they should really have no manpower. You are not unaware that Hanzhong is not short of land or people. The four counties in Hanzhong have a total of less than 20,000 households, and the others have been kidnapped by Cao Thief. Have you not seen a lot of land abandoned these days?"

Wei Ba nodded. He did notice this problem. Mianyang is close to the county of Nanzheng, the county, and the population is not large. It is almost spring soaring. Anyone who can go to the fields to work has begun to be busy. However, except for the fields around the county town, there are some places far away, which is far from the busy scene of spring plowing in his previous life. He has always been wondering why there is no one. Now, after Wei Feng's explanation, he knows that the population in Hanzhong is so small.

Seeing Wei Ba's face appearing suspicious, Wei Feng didn't think too much. The only brothers, he is the only one who helps his father Wei Yan with political affairs now. Originally, Wei Ba was an adult and should have been able to help a little, but Wei Ba has always been in poor health. Wei Yan got angry when he saw his sick look and never let him participate. It was understandable that he didn't know much about these things. Wei Ba was too lazy to ask these things, but he suddenly asked about them today. Although it might not be of use, Wei Feng was still very happy and explained a few more words.

"Hanzhong originally had a large population, with one county and nine counties, nearly 90,000 households and 270,000 to 280,000. When Zhang Lu seized Hanzhong, many people came to Liangzhou in Sanfu, and once nearly 150,000 households and 400,000 households. However, later, Hanzhong fought for years and when Cao thieves were defeated, many people were forced to move away. The population of Hanzhong dropped sharply, so that there is now no land but no one, and it is impossible to supply a large army at all."

Wei Ba understood the reason for the sharp decline in Hanzhong's population. He was relieved just now, but was shocked by Wei Feng's last words. A large army was coming, is Zhuge Liang going to prepare for the Northern Expedition?

"The Prime Minister wants to fight the Northern Expedition?" Wei Ba blurted out.

Wei Feng showed a look of surprise, glared at Wei Ba for a moment, and asked quickly: "Who said that?"

"You said it." Wei Ba was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say that the food in Hanzhong cannot be supplied to the army?"

"I..." Wei Feng breathed a sigh of relief and concealed: "I mean my father's army, but I didn't say that the Prime Minister was going to fight the Northern Expedition."

Wei Ba's eyes rolled, burst into laughter, and glanced at Wei Feng: "You can't even lie. My father has been stationed in Hanzhong for so long. Have you been hungry for the past few years? You can't say that my father has been stationed in Hanzhong for the past few years and hasn't even solved the problem of military rations?"

Wei Feng's eyes flashed, and suddenly became interested. He looked at Wei Ba up and down, and nodded repeatedly: "Well, right, you are finally willing to use your brain now, and you can guess the secret. I just said, although you are weak, your brain is not stupid, you are just lazy and unwilling to do things. It seems that Awu is right. You have recovered from illness this time and are indeed much more sensible."

Wei Ba smiled guiltily and interrupted Wei Feng's topic: "Tell me quickly, is the Prime Minister going to fight the Northern Expedition?"

The smile on Wei Feng's face dissipated, and the clouds of sorrow rose again. "Yes, the Prime Minister is preparing for the Northern Expedition, and he will soon move to Hanzhong. The army is more than 100,000, and how all the food and grass are transported from Bashu is consumed too much, so Hanzhong needs to store as much food as possible to reduce the burden of transportation."

"This is a solution. If food can be solved locally in Hanzhong, it can indeed solve many problems."

"That's right, but Yang Yi is too disgusting. He said 50% of the time he spoke. If possible, it would be better to double it. The more he would be better. He only said that there are many fields in Hanzhong, but he did not say that Hanzhong had too few populations, and he was just deliberately causing trouble."

Yang Yi? When he heard this name, Wei Ba felt aroused. This guy was the culprit who killed the father and son of the Wei family in a few years. It turned out that their conflict began from now on.
Chapter completed!