When Xi Zhicai returned to Chengdu, the carriage stopped in front of the gate of the provincial governor's mansion, which caused a great sensation. Two waiters helped Xi Zhicai get out of the car and entered the vestibule. When the officials waiting were waiting, they were surprised to see Xi Zhicai and stood up. After hesitating for a while, some people stepped forward to salute, and some people whispered from afar.

Xi Zhicai did not look sideways, but was supported by the waiter and went straight to the back hall.

When he walked to the middle gate, Peng ran out. Seeing Xi Zhicai's sick look, tears suddenly surged out. He rushed to Xi Zhicai and gave a deep bow. "Thank you for your hard work in offering wine." Then he took Xi Zhicai from a waiter and helped him walk in.

"Yongnian..." Xi Zhicai patted Peng's hand and sighed. He knew why Peng was so excited. Xin Ping relied on his identity and didn't even see a poor scholar in Ruying like him. How could he pay attention to Peng's Yizhou boy who was not very in line with the way of a gentleman. During his absence, it was already an accident that Peng could still stay in the provincial governor's office to serve as a job.

"Yin Mo, is Li still in Yizhou?"

Peng shook his head. "Yin Mo said that Cai Boyi wanted to re-revise history and needed many people to help. He was well paid and could study with peace of mind. He didn't want to come back. Li..."

"What's wrong with Li?" Xi Zhicai slowed down and turned to look at Peng. Peng's face turned red, biting his lip, and hesitated for a while. "Li was admitted to Nanyang Wood School and was preparing to study Wood School. He also received a letter from him two days ago, saying that Nanyang's mentors are pragmatic and do not discriminate against craftsmen like Yizhou. Oh, they are called craftsmen."

Xi Zhicai sighed again and said nothing. After entering the atrium, Xin Ping came out of it, bowed his hand, looked at Xi Zhicai's eyes, and said with concern: "Sacrificial wine, how about recuperation in Qingcheng Mountain? Are you too tired? Your face is not very good."

Xi Zhicai nodded and walked past Xin Ping. Xin Ping was embarrassed, her face flushed, and was about to speak, but Xi Zhicai stopped again and turned around. "Zhong Ping, do you still remember the climate-related article in Sun Ce's strange and strange theory? What's the name of Xiao Binghe?"

Xin Ping twisted his beard and thought about it. "I have some impression, I can't remember it very clearly."

Among the officials who followed Xin Ping, a short and ugly young man came out and said loudly: "In the autumn of the second year of Chuping, Sun Ce met with the Yellow Turban thieves Liu Pi and Gong Du, who suggested that they go to Jiangnan to farm and mention the incident of Xiao Binghe. It is said that in the next hundred years, the north will become colder and colder, which is not conducive to crops, and only Jiangnan can survive."

Xin Ping suddenly realized. "Zi Qiao's memory is better, it's true that this is true."

Xi Zhicai glanced at Cao Cao. Cao Cao understood it. Xi Zhicai said that Sun Ce’s key point was in Jiangnan, and he didn’t believe it very much. Now it seems that Xi Zhicai is right. Sun Ce’s focus has always been in Jiangnan, not in the Central Plains. Jiaozhou is more important than they imagined. Only by attacking Yuzhang, Guiyang and Lingling from Jiaozhou north can it be possible to threaten Sun Ce. The victory or defeat in the Central Plains is difficult to shake Sun Ce’s roots.

Seeing Cao Cao and Xi Zhicai's eyes interplay, Xin Ping's smile on his face was not very natural.

Xi Zhicai was weak and could not sit in the hall. They came to the inner room. Xi Zhicai had a special status. Even though he was recuperating in Qingcheng Mountain, his official office was still kept. It was clean and spotless, and the things were exactly the same as when Xi Zhicai left. Xin Ping had his own official office, and he did not handle official duties here.

Xi Zhicai entered the seat, Cao Cao ordered people to make fire, cook tea, and get snacks, and Xi Zhicai's medicine was also boiled. After a while, the room became warm, and the tea and medicine fragrance mixed together, and there was a little more fireworks. Xi Zhicai sat down and panted for a while, and when the breath calmed down, he looked at the young man and said, "Who are you?"

The young man stepped forward and bowed to salute. "The minor official Zhang Song, whose courtesy name is Ziqiao, is from Chengdu."

"What are you responsible for in the mansion?"

"Classification."

"Do you remember the documents?"

"Remember." Zhang Song smiled confidently. "What do you want to check for Jijiu?"

"You sort out the information about the household registration of each county under Sun Ce's rule over the years and evaluate the household registration of each county, especially the counties in Yuzhou."

Zhang Song was stunned for a moment, then bowed and agreed. "Let the little official think for a moment."

Xi Zhicai turned around and said to Xin Ping: "Zhongzhi, what news is there recently in Yingchuan?"

Xin Ping smiled bitterly and said, "The biggest news in Yingchuan recently is probably that Zhong Yao has returned home. He traveled between Ruying and Ying, criticizing the younger generation of scholars for not changing the past, and he did not know that it would change with the times. Judging from what he meant, it seemed that he highly praised Sun Ce's three levels of realm. Oh, the news I just received, Zhong Yao received Sun Ce's invitation to celebrate the New Year in Jianye. Now he should be around Jianye."

"What do you think of Sun Ce's third level?"

Xin Ping smiled, stroked his beard, shook his head, disagreed. "My realm is too low and I can't understand the reality of the three realms."

"Yes, our realm is too low to see through Sun Ce's reality. Sun Ce started to make plans in the second year of Chuping, and we have not fully understood it yet. Zhongzhi, we are not facing ordinary opponents, the burden on your shoulders is very heavy."

Xin Ping looked embarrassed and breathed a sigh of relief. He could see at a glance that not only did not recover from his illness, but also showed signs of deepening and aggravation. At this time, he rushed back from Qingcheng Mountain, and he might have the purpose of arranging the funeral. Xi Zhicai was deeply trusted by Cao Cao. If he suggested that Cao Cao choose another person to serve as a military advisor, Cao Cao would definitely listen to him. Now after hearing this sentence, he knew that Xi Zhicai did not mean this. After all, they were from Yingchuan, so Xi Zhicai made the right choice.

"The priest is too serious. If the priest is given advice to the lord, even if Sun Ce is cunning, he will be helpless in Yizhou."

Xi Zhicai chatted with Xin Ping a few more words, mainly entrusting him to strengthen his ties with the Ruying Township Party and inquire about more information. Yuan Tan is coming in a fierce manner, and Yuzhou may become a battlefield at any time. Winning and defeat will affect the world situation and will inevitably affect Yizhou. Gan Ning led the navy westward to Yizhou. Whether to attack or demonstrate is closely related to the choice of the Yanyu battlefield, especially the Yanzhou family, and should not be ignored.

Xin Ping put down a big stone in his heart. He was in a good mood. He agreed to whatever Xi Zhicai said. After a while, Zhang Song said that he had already achieved results. Xi Zhicai stopped talking and asked him to say it first, and at the same time signaled to Peng Ji.

Zhang Song cleared his throat and talked. While evaluating the household registrations of each county, he quoted the messages he received. Some were briefly quoted, some were recited in the full text, and explained the dates he received one by one. The messages he received were early and late, some were fast and some were slow, and did not follow the time, but there was no obstacle to quoting them. He read them at will, just as you know them.

He finally concluded that the household registration under Sun Ce should be about three million households, nearly half of which was in the world, and half of them were in Jiangnan, mainly Jingnan and Danyang and Wujun. Sun Ce put the most effort into these two areas, and many refugees from the north were placed here for farming. The farming was 50% or 50% and the income was higher than the land collection tax, so the two farming areas could provide more food than the Central Plains combined. Jingnan farming supported Zhou Yu's army, while the farming in Danyang and Wujun was the only granary for mobilization in Sun Ce.

As for the Central Plains, the land tax revenue of the three counties in Jingbei can only maintain the daily expenses of 50,000 people after paying the salaries of officials and craftsmen. Apart from the regular troops of each county, it can only provide up to 30,000 troops, that is, the current troops led by commander Huang Zhong and the remaining troops in Xiangyang. If there is a slight surplus, it may be used to support the Lusu tribe in Nanyang.

The situation in Yuzhou is similar to that in Jingbei, and there may be wins, but it is very limited.

"But there is a problem here..." Zhang Song paused and swallowed. "These are calculated based on the normal land tax, that is, one for thirty taxes. The people have a lot of surplus grain in their hands. Based on the rains and floods over the years, it is basically no problem for households to have a year of grain. If they are properly raised, they can save some food and last for two or three years."

Xi Zhicai tapped the handrail and looked at Cao Cao. Cao Cao's face turned pale and wanted to laugh twice to relieve the atmosphere, but he couldn't laugh. If Zhang Song's analysis was accurate, then he would be aware that Yuzhou was firm and cleared and could block Yuan Tan for two years. In fact, Yuan Tan could not last for two years at all, which means that Sun Ce could ignore the matters in the battlefield in Yuzhou. Ganning's westward advance may not be a vain. If there were any fighter opportunities, he might attack Yu Fu.

"You guys, what can you do?" Cao Cao's eyes swept over Xi Zhicai, Xin Ping and others, with a serious look.

Xin Ping's face was not good-looking, she twisted her beard and pondered silently. Xi Zhicai closed his eyes tiredly and waved his hand. "I'm tired, I want to take a rest."

Although Cao Cao was anxious, he knew that Xi Zhicai was more anxious than him, so he signaled Xin Ping and others to go out. Xin Ping and others stood up and said goodbye, only Peng sat still. Xi Zhicai said: "Yongnian, go check it out and see if Zi Qiao had missed something wrong."

"Here!" Peng stood up and went out with the draft he had just recorded. Zhang Song was waiting for him outside the door. The two looked at each other and walked side by side.

Xi Zhicai was silent for a moment and opened his eyes. "June, Zhong Yao returned home, Ru Ying's style changed, and Sun Ce's new policy may be deepened. This is a very dangerous signal and an opportunity. In general, reforms are inevitable and the interests of some people need a relatively stable situation, otherwise internal and external difficulties will be difficult and easy to collapse. Although Sun Ce was vigilant and did not want to follow Wang Mang's footsteps, he was afraid he could not stop. If he could plan carefully and make good use of it, he might not have no chance."

Cao Cao stood up from the seat, sat down beside Xi Zhicai, holding Xi Zhicai's cold hand. "But... Zhicai, this may kill you."

Xi Zhicai smiled miserably, but was full of confidence. "If you meet such an opponent, you will not fight for a hundred years?" He gasped for a few seconds and said, "There are talented people in Yizhou, but they may not be able to truly consider the Lord and Hou. Zhongzhi has small talents, but there is no overall situation, and he cannot entrust big things. After thinking about it, there are only two people who can preside over the overall situation for the Lord and Hou."

"Who? I'll invite you right away."
Chapter completed!