A few days later, news of the Yellow Turban Army's retreat spread throughout the streets and alleys of Zhuojun. People poured into the streets one after another, cheering loudly and thanking heaven and earth for their blessing. The White Horse Rebels and militiamen in the city were also full of joy and laughed all day long.
Zhang Fan was sitting in the government office, listening to the latest news reported by the spies, his face full of relief. He raised his eyes and looked out the window, and saw the sun shining down, casting a golden glow on the war-torn city.
"Sir, the Yellow Turban Army has been retreating for more than a month, and everyone is celebrating this victory." Song Yi stepped forward and cupped his hands.
Zhang Fan nodded, slowly stood up and walked to the map, pointing to a place on it and saying: "But the Yellow Turban Army's retreat does not mean that they will give up. We must remain vigilant and strengthen the city defense to prevent them from coming back. "
Song Yi nodded silently, knowing that what Zhang Fan said was true. In this battle, although the Yellow Turban Army was defeated, its power still existed. Although wealthy nobles from various places unite to resist, it may not last long.
"What your Excellency said is true." Song Yi said solemnly, "We should take this opportunity to reorganize our troops and strengthen training to cope with future challenges."
Zhang Fan smiled slightly and patted Song Yi on the shoulder: "Just go ahead and make arrangements. In addition, tell the people to take more precautions and not to take it lightly."
At the same time, the streets and alleys of Zhuojun were busy. People walked out of their homes one after another and began to rebuild their homes. Merchants also returned to the city one after another and reopened their shops.
The most eye-catching thing is the newly built school. The children were dressed in neat clothes, holding books in their hands, and read aloud with their husband. This school was built by Zhang Fan himself, aiming to give more children the opportunity to receive education and improve their cultural quality.
"Sir, you are really thoughtful." Liu Bei walked forward, looked at the children in the school, and said with emotion.
Zhang Fan smiled: "Brother Liu is overrated. I just want to do something practical for the people."
The two of them walked and chatted until they reached a field outside the city. But I saw waves of wheat rolling and a scene of abundant harvest.
"Brother Liu, look at this wheat field, it's all yellow and beautiful," Zhang Fan exclaimed.
Liu Bei nodded: "Yes, this is all thanks to your good governance."
While the two were chatting, a group of people came from a distance. The leader was wearing a battle armor and holding a spear, looking majestic. It was Lu Bu.
"You two adults are here." Lu Bu said, cupping his hands.
Zhang Fan and Liu Bei greeted him: "Thank you for your hard work, General Lu."
Lu Bu smiled: "It's not hard. I inspected outside the city and everything is fine."
The three of them walked together and returned to the government office. Zhang Fan personally poured a glass of wine for Lu Bu: "General Lu, you have made great achievements in this battle, and I haven't thanked you properly yet."
Lu Bu picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp: "You're welcome, sir. I am a fierce general under your command, and I shall serve you."
The three of them chatted for a long time at the table, and they dispersed until nightfall. At this time, Zhuojun was immersed in peace and prosperity.
A few days later, in the government office. Zhang Fanzheng was discussing important matters with several officials. One of the officials suggested: "Sir, now that Zhuo County has returned to its former prosperity, should we show our merits to the court?"
Zhang Fan pondered for a moment: "This is reasonable. But we have not only made military exploits, but more importantly, we have done practical things for the people."
Another official echoed: "Your Excellency is right. We should also report some of our policies and measures in governing Zhuo County to the court."
After a long discussion, everyone finally decided that Song Yi would be responsible for writing the memorial and reporting the situation in Zhuojun to the court in detail. Zhang Fan, on the other hand, continued to pay attention to various affairs in the city to ensure that the people's lives were stable.
Time passed like water, and in a blink of an eye it was more than a month. This morning, the sun filled the streets and alleys of Zhuojun. People walked out of their homes one after another and started a new day. And behind this peace is the result of the dedication and efforts of countless people.
However, Zhang Fan knew that force alone could not protect this land for a long time. He began to implement a series of policies aimed at improving people's living standards, strengthening education, and encouraging business development. He reduced taxes for businessmen, established schools for children, and even served as a teacher himself to teach them knowledge.
On this day, the imperial envoy came to Zhuojun. He brought a commendation from the emperor in recognition of Zhang Fan's outstanding contributions in protecting the country and governing the place. Zhang Fan accepted the honor humbly, but he was more concerned about how to continue to seek welfare for the people.
"Sir, the court seems to be very satisfied with the governance here." Song Yi reminded.
Zhang Fan smiled slightly: "This is just the beginning. Our goal is not only to satisfy the court, but also to let the people here live a better life."
In the days that followed, Zhang Fan continued to implement various policies and measures. He encouraged agricultural development, reduced the burden on the people, and strengthened urban defense construction. At the same time, he also paid great attention to communication and cooperation with wealthy nobles to ensure that they could be consistent with the court.
However, the good times did not last long. Qu Shuai of the Yellow Turban Army made a comeback again and led tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army troops to attack Zhuo County for revenge. Zhang Fan immediately organized all the troops and people to resist. In the fierce battle, Zhang Fan took the lead and led the army to charge into battle. In the end, the Yellow Turban Army's attack was successfully repelled. This victory made the people of Zhuojun trust and respect their governor even more.
Time flies like water, and in a blink of an eye it’s more than a month. This morning, the sun filled the streets and alleys of Zhuojun. People walked out of their homes one after another and started a new day. And behind this peace is the result of the dedication and efforts of countless people.
In that turbulent era, the threat of the Yellow Turban Army always loomed in everyone's mind. Although they have been defeated, the huge force led by tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army commanders still makes people feel lingering fear. However, for Zhang Fan, the governor of Zhuojun, he knew that his responsibility was not only to protect this land, but also to ensure that the people here could live and work in peace and contentment.
After the Yellow Turban Army's last attack, Zhang Fan knew that he needed more resources and troops to deal with possible another attack. He began to reorganize the city defenses, strengthen the city walls, and recruit soldiers from all over the country for training. Among them, he particularly noticed a private armed force composed of local wealthy nobles. This armed force showed good combat effectiveness in the Yellow Turban Army's attack.
"Brother Liu, what do you think of this armed force?" Zhang Fan asked Liu Bei.
Liu Bei smiled slightly: "Sir, these people are wealthy nobles from Zhuo County. They have their own interests. But it is undeniable that their fighting power is indeed very strong."
Zhang Fan nodded: "I want to integrate them to form a unified army. In this way, we can better cope with future challenges."
Soon after, Zhang Fan successfully integrated the forces and appointed a capable general to lead them. This army became an important force in Zhuojun's city defense.
However, Zhang Fan knew that force alone could not protect this land for a long time. He began to implement a series of policies aimed at improving people's living standards. He reduced taxes for businessmen, established schools for children, and even served as a teacher himself to teach them knowledge.
"Sir, why do you care so much about these children?" Lu Bu asked curiously.
Zhang Fan smiled lightly and said: "The future of a country lies in its young people. If we don't educate them, then this country will have no future."
As time went by, Zhuojun gradually returned to its former prosperity. The business of the merchants is getting bigger and bigger, and the crops in the farmland are growing particularly lush. The people began to trust Zhang Fan and were grateful for the peace he brought them in troubled times.
After the morning court that day, Zhang Fan left behind several wealthy nobles in Zhuo County. He clearly remembered that when he first arrived in Zhuojun, these families were supporters of the Yellow Turban Army. Now he plans to make a three-part agreement with them. If they agree, they will forget about it; if they don't, they will be sent to the frontier.
"Everyone, I want to stay with you today to discuss the future of our Zhuo County." Zhang Fan said straight to the point, "I know that you are all local wealthy nobles and have deep feelings for this land. But now, although the Yellow Turban Army has retreated, , but they could still come back.”
Several wealthy nobles looked at each other, wondering what Zhang Fan's intentions were. One of the wealthy nobles named Zhao Xiong was the first to speak: "What your lord said is absolutely true. We are willing to obey your arrangements."
Seeing someone taking a stand, others also agreed. Zhang Fan was secretly happy and continued: "Well, I will make a three-part agreement with you today. First, you must hand over part of your land for confiscation to support the construction of the country; second, you must pay taxes in accordance with the regulations of the imperial court; third Third, you need to support the imperial court’s military construction.”
Several wealthy nobles hesitated after hearing this. Although they know that these requirements are necessary, they are not willing to give up their own interests. At this time, Zhao Xiong stood up again: "Sir, we all agree with these requirements. We are willing to contribute to the future of Zhuojun."
Seeing this, other wealthy nobles also agreed. Zhang Fan was overjoyed: "Okay, I will sign an agreement with you today. From now on, we will protect this land together."
Soon after, Zhang Fan successfully integrated Zhuojun's resources. He not only strengthened the city defense construction, but also recruited more soldiers for training. At the same time, he also implemented a series of policies to improve people's living standards. He encouraged commercial development, alleviated the burden of the people, strengthened education and other measures to gradually restore Zhuo County to its former prosperity.
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However, Zhang Fan knew that this battle was just a test by the Yellow Turban Army, and the next challenge would be more difficult. He convened an emergency meeting with wealthy nobles and generals to discuss how to deal with the threat of the Yellow Turban Army in the coming days.
