"Yes, yes!" Liu Renyuan slapped his thigh: "Brother Zhengze, what Saburo said really touched my heart. We can't transport food, but it's okay to send troops to contain the Baekje people. The court will blame them when the time comes. We can also have an explanation when we come down! Saburo, please tell me how to contain it specifically?"
"Protector, please take a look!" Wang Wenzuo walked to the map hanging on the wall and pointed to a place with his right hand: "Since it is a containment, I think it is better to go straight to the heart of the thief!"
"Zhou Liucheng?" Liu Renyuan frowned: "Isn't this too difficult?" He turned to Liu Rengui: "Brother Zhengze, what do you think?"
"Xiaoguan believes that we should first open up the connection with Silla!" Liu Rengui said solemnly: "After all, if you want to transport food, you must first have food to transport. If you cannot open up the connection with the Silla people, you will still be trapped in one place and perish. It’s just a matter of time, why talk about anything else?”
"What Brother Zhengze said is right!" Liu Renyuan sighed: "Then follow what Brother Zhengze said, and after the snow melts, we will first send troops to open up the connection with Silla!"
Wang Wenzuo didn't care that his opinion was rejected. After all, Liu Rengui's official position was far above his own, and the other party's suggestions were indeed more relevant to the current situation. Not long ago, a mouse in Sixian City was sold for several copper coins! The imperial court asked them to deliver food to Pyongyang City. Not to mention that they couldn't deliver it. Even if they could deliver it, Liu Renyuan probably wouldn't be willing to deliver it.
"Protector, Governor, regarding the shortage of military rations, I have a little foolish opinion!"
"Sanlang, please speak!"
"What the lower officials have seen is that it is better to issue a decree and declare a truce for forty days!"
"A truce for forty days?" Liu Renyuan frowned: "Why did Sanlang want a truce?"
"The protector and governor, the snow has begun to melt now, and then spring plowing begins. In fact, the counties and counties around Sixi City have been cultivated by the Baekje people for many years, with crisscrossed rivers and canals, and many mulberry and jujube trees. It is a fertile land that is not only capable of self-sufficiency. There is still a lot left over.
It's just that wars broke out, and the people had to flee into the mountains to build strongholds to protect themselves, and the countryside was deserted. Now is the spring plowing season, and the Baekje people must be thinking about going home to farm. Otherwise, what will they eat if they miss the farming season?
If we issue a decree and tell them to stop attacking and fighting for the next forty days, as long as those who are not armed with weapons and crossbows, and those who work in the fields are good citizens, many people will definitely come back! "
"Well!" Liu Renyuan clapped his hands: "Brother Zhengze, what do you think?"
Liu Rengui did not answer Liu Renyuan's question, but asked Wang Wenzuo: "Wang Canjun, how did you come up with this idea?"
"The official once heard that the key to the art of war lies in sufficient food, sufficient soldiers, and the trust of the people! Now I have no more than 10,000 soldiers, and only enough food for half a year. I am trapped in an isolated city, and the people are doubtful. I can only rely on the best armor and armor. I am in a desperate situation. It's just that the soldiers are determined to die.
In a confrontation with the enemy, victory is not enough to bring joy, but defeat may lead to collapse, which is extremely dangerous. The official believes that the first thing to do is to win the trust of the people. The people take farming as their foundation. If the foundation is solid, the people will be safe, and if the people are safe, everything will be successful! "
"What you said in the army is very reasonable!" Liu Rengui nodded: "But have you ever thought that these are not the people of the Tang Dynasty, but the people of Baekje. You have a truce with them to farm, have you ever thought about the food they grow to eat? Will I continue to beat you when I’m full?”
"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shores of the land are not the king's ministers. I think the people of Baekje are also the people of the Tang Dynasty!"
Wang Wenzuo replied: "As for the things that make you suspicious, I think it's okay to be a lower official. They have incomplete armor and inconsistent orders. If they gather danger in the mountains and defend it, it's fine. But if they're in a flat land, they can't be treated like me." .
Besides, although they are barbarians, everyone has the desire to live and hate death. How can there be someone who doesn't want to enjoy peace at home, but must go to the mountains to fight to the death? Even if there are such stubborn people, there are not many. "
"Yeah!" Liu Rengui finally showed a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that although Wang Canjun is a warrior, he is very thoughtful!"
"Actually, I have two plans!" Wang Wenzuo's general Liu Rengui did not object and said with a smile: "When someone comes down the mountain to cultivate the land, a notice will be issued. If there is no one in the village, it will be regarded as unclaimed land, and the people who occupy it will only need this autumn." After class, I will be the landowner and issue a deed to the land, which will become the land of eternal industry!"
"good!"
"Great idea!"
When Liu Rengui and Liu Renyuan heard this, they couldn't help but praise it in unison. Wang Wenzuo's suggestion hit the right spot.
When the Tang army first issued a truce order for forty days for spring plowing, only some Baekje people would definitely come back to farm, and the rest would stay in the mountains to watch. However, when those people came down to farm, they learned that they only had to plant on their neighbors' fields. After farming, they can occupy these fields after paying the field tax in autumn. The Ungjin Governor's Office will also issue them a field deed to recognize their ownership of the land.
And those who continue to stay in the mountains will become landless people with nothing. It is not difficult to imagine that only a handful of people are still willing to stay in the mountains.
"By the way, there are a lot of properties around Sixian City, the owners of which have been moved back to the Tang Dynasty. What do you think should be done with them?" Liu Renyuan said with a smile.
"The lower official thinks that we should deal with it in the same way. As long as people cultivate this year and pay the field tax after autumn, they will be issued a field deed and recognized as their permanent property!"
"No!" Before Liu Renyuan could express his position, Liu Rengui had already interrupted Wang Wenzuo: "As far as I know, the emperor has absolved the King of Baekje from his crime, granted him a mansion, granted him official titles, and appointed many of his ministers. If we If the property outside the city is disposed of at will and spread to Chang'an, I'm afraid that——"
"Yes, Brother Zhengze is thoughtful!" Liu Renyuan also realized that although they are important officials in Baekje, they are nothing in the eyes of Chang'an City. They are thousands of miles away. Who knows what is going on here? What's going on in the emperor's ears? It's better to be cautious.
"Then let him farm and temporarily exempt his land rent?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Protector, envoy, in fact, the area outside Sixian City is a sacred land. We have no less than ten thousand soldiers and more than ten thousand military slaves captured. Seeds, livestock, and farm tools are all ready, so it would be a shame to miss the farming season!”
"What Wang Canjun said makes sense!" Liu Rengui stood on Wang Wenzuo's side this time: "Plow ahead and fight, thinking that it will be a long-term solution. There is a precedent to follow!"
"Well, then let's choose a day to start according to Brother Zhengze's words!"
Wang Peng carefully opened the bamboo door and walked into the house. He knocked on the floor and walls, climbed on the roof, opened pots, and looked for any possible place to hide food. The snow had melted, and there was less and less food in the mountain fence. , and the wild vegetables have not yet sprouted, and there are fewer and fewer wild animals, and he still has his mother and three younger brothers to support. As the eldest son and elder brother, Wang Peng must shoulder his responsibilities.
