If it were in the past, the empty Nancheng would carry tens of thousands of people at all.

But now, tens of thousands of people poured into the ruined Nancheng at one time, and they were all hungry, and nearly half were suffering from various diseases and were disabled. The pressure this brought to Tao Ying can be imagined.

"The pressure is a bit too much, it's beyond my ability."

Saving people, preventing epidemics, and preventing people from taking advantage of the situation. This depends on Tao Ying's assignment.

"Oh, doing things requires not only money and food, but also effective helpers!"

At this moment, Tao Ying felt more about the troubles of no one under his command.

Fortunately, Mi Fang, the Nancheng Order, can handle it just by just one or two.

"Zi Fang, immediately send someone to count the people entering the city, classify them by skills and use them, so that they cannot be idle."

People come out of nothing, and dogs come out of nothing.

In order to prevent the former Yellow Turban bandits who had just put down their swords and guns and had a full meal from having nothing to do to "find things" to do, Tao Ying gave Mi Fang another tip.

It is nothing more than identifying the elderly and the weak, selecting "technical talents", iron-striking, kiln-burning, carpenters, etc., and sorting them out.

Mi Fang is not a stupid person at first, but she is very smart in this regard. In addition, with the help of Tao Ying official Tao An, he is very quick to get started.

After a brief division of labor, the Yellow Turban thief who had a full meal began to have a vigorous self-salvation.

“Start with solving housing.”

It was October, and the area around Taishan County was gradually becoming cold. If the housing was not solved, there would be no place to live, and the thin refugees and the people would still have to freeze to death.

Mi Fang commanded more than 100 masons selected from tens of thousands of Yellow Turban bandits and the surviving local people to repair several ownerless brick kilns outside the city and began to burn bricks to the ground.

In Taishan County, there is very little arable land, but there is some wood on the mountain, which is managed by Tao An. Teams of people, led by professional carpenters, go up the mountain to log wood.

"Haha, no wonder I can't eat the big pot of rice."

Tao Ying saw that the people who were weak but were enthusiastic about doing things, and sincerely sighed.

Of course, when it comes to your own personal interests, anyone will be very motivated to do things.

This is true for ordinary people who survive, and Tao Ying, who is for the "great cause of a thousand years", is no exception.

"Tao Fujun, you are my reborn parents!"

"Mr., as long as you have fields and houses, I will be a cow and horse for you for the rest of my life!"

"Mr., can my child really go to school to study and learn to read?"

...

There was a Mi Guard guard beside him, and Tao Ying rode a horse around the city.

If you encounter something you don’t like, you will give me some advice on your well-being.

After a long time, after a refugee, the Yellow Turban Stroke became familiar with each other and his prestige gradually increased.

Night falls.

Since Nancheng County did not have a few intact houses, and even the county government was in ruins, Tao Ying set up a piece of land in the city and created a bunch of bonfires, and everyone rested around the fire.

"Friends and fellow villagers, as long as you follow Ben Shuai and work hard, I promise here that you will not only share the land and marry a wife, but also your children will go to school in the future, eat meat every year, and wear new clothes every season."

Such a rare opportunity, it is unreasonable to encourage others without drawing a cake. If it weren't for the landlord class and exploiting class, Tao Ying would all want to imitate future generations, have a complaint conference and rehearse "White-Haired Girl".

"The north wind blows, the snowflakes float, the year is coming, my father goes out to hide from debts, the whole day of seven, and the night of thirty has not yet returned..."

Tao Ying shook his head secretly. The past of the world has been for thousands of years. Those who are exploited and persecuted are always poor people. However, no matter how sympathized and dissatisfied his heart, he could not destroy his relatives for justice and first defeated his father Tao Qian.

However, for Tao Ying, there is no other way to inspire people.

"In the future, under the rule of Benshou, there will never be any situation where old age has no support, young people have no education, poor people have no support, and hardships have no help. If Benshou cannot do it, I will not wait for everyone to take action. Benshou will punish himself and apologize to God."

Finally, I left my worry and fought for my life with heaven. Whether it was the original Yellow Turban soldiers or the people of Nancheng who had survived the disaster, they all showed vitality on their faces, and suddenly they looked forward to the future described by Tao Ying.

"Mr. Tao, we will follow you!"

“When will the fields be divided?”

"I want a woman!"

...

Slowly, the atmosphere at night became warm, and everyone talked and talked, laughing and laughing.

"The fields will be divided tomorrow, regardless of age, young, male and female, each person will have ten acres of land."

"After the land is divided, you can take care of your own land while the land has not yet frozen. You can cultivate it in the spring of the next year; in the autumn, you can eat the grain you grow."

Tao Ying knew very well that to let these people get back to their hearts completely, the most direct way to divide the fields. No matter how much cake you draw, no land will come quickly.

"Lord, the fields here are all masters."

Mi Fang frowned slightly and kindly reminded Tao Ying.

Although this reminder is a bit inappropriate and even has the meaning of damaging the situation, Mi Fang is even more worried that Tao Ying will speak nonsense and will not be able to fulfill his promises at that time, which will cause the Yellow Turban bandits who have just recruited to rebound.

"Taishan County, this county magistrate has the final say!"

Tao Ying glanced at Mi Fang, who was worried, and then turned his eyes to the people who were looking at him with anticipation. He swore again and reiterated his decision with a domineering attitude.

"Tomorrow, divide the land on the spot."

In Tao Ying's eyes, what if there is a master? Wherever the Yellow Turban passes, those with property have become proletarians. Even if they survive, their families fled to Xuzhou, some of the gentry, landlords, and some of them could keep land deeds.

"Besides, just that bamboo stick, I don't plan to recognize it, so I'd better throw it into the well and let the archaeology of later generations!"

Tao Ying's words fell, and the people were happy.

With the words of Tao Ying, the county magistrate, and behind him, there is a governor's father, the people's confidence has increased so there is no doubt about it.

"Taofujun, we have a lot of people here and there is not enough land to divide the land?"

This is also one of the problems that the people are worried about. They are not worried about the share of too much, but they are worried about the share of the land, they have paid taxes, they are not enough to eat, and they are working in vain.

"Don't worry, if the land in Nancheng is not enough, go to Feiguo. If it is not enough, go to Nanwuyang. In short, in such a huge Taishan County, there will always be your land!"

"If you have more energy, you can also reclaim wasteland. I will keep my promise and reclaimed wastelands myself will be exempt from taxes within five years."

...

The next day, with the stubborn Tao Ying's endorsement, Mi Fang grouped the people according to Tao Ying's method and measured the land in Quannancheng County. After the statistics were completed, the land would be divided according to the standard of ten acres per person.

"Zifang, the people should not be too concentrated, which is not conducive to management and farming. Set up villages around Nancheng to divert."

Tao Ying also instructed Mi Fang to divert the people gathered in the south city according to the model of setting up a village ten miles apart for each hundred households.

After such a busy day, Nancheng, this "model room" finally looked like a later countryside.

"In the future, Taishan County will be built in accordance with the Nancheng model."

The reason why Tao Ying tried hard to guide Mi Fang in rural construction in Nancheng was to liberate himself once and for all.

"Second Young Master, Ji Ling is back."

Finally figured out a general idea. Tao Ying, who was sitting in the big tent, just breathed a sigh of relief, and Tao An hurriedly came to report.

"Haha, my brother's court pillar is here!"
Chapter completed!