Liu Pi looked worried. "Sun Lang is right, and we are worried about it. We have asked General Sun for help many times. However, General Sun is fighting with Liu Biao and cannot be separated. If Sun Lang goes here, if he can say a few good words for us, please send the general to help as soon as possible, we will be grateful."

Sun Ce smiled. He knew that there was no good banquet, so you must have a small plan. Since you know the danger, I will save a lot of trouble.

"My father fought against Liu Biao, but he was actually thinking about you."

Liu Pi was slightly stunned. "Why did Sun Lang say that?"

Zhou Yu's heart moved, and a smile couldn't help but smirk, and looked at Sun Ce meaningfully. Cut off the Yellow Turban mentality of being lucky and forced them to cooperate with Sun Jian in depth. Sun Jian could add at least a few thousand elite soldiers, maybe tens of thousands. With the full assistance of these Yellow Turban troops, Sun Jian's chances of conquering Jingzhou increased a little. Sun Ce said that Sun Jian was fighting for the Yellow Turban Army, but in fact he wanted to lure the Yellow Turban Army to fight for Sun Jian. He wanted to take the lead and swung them all, but he didn't expect that Sun Ce had the eloquence of a traitor, and this idea of ​​making a fuss is unique and quite in line with the way of using troops.

"I just said that the Central Plains is a place of battles, and no strong people cannot live. When the great wise and good teachers raised their arms and responded, the eight states responded, Jingzhou and Yuzhou were also among them. The Yellow Turban Army was powerful and it was still unavoidable in the end. Why? Because the Central Plains was the capital, the emperor had to fight. For example, although Zi moved west to Chang'an today, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao had a ill-thinking plan and wanted to occupy the Central Plains and dominate the world. At that time, there were great wise and good teachers, and the Yellow Turban Army had a million people, but they could not win. Now the great wise and good teachers have been killed, and the Yellow Turban Army is divided into pieces. How can we win?"

Liu Pi, Gong Du's face became ugly and he didn't say anything for a long time. Liu Pi stared at Sun Ce and looked again and leaned forward slightly, bowing and said, "Please give Sun Lang advice, where should we go, so that we can have a glimmer of life?"

Sun Ce raised his wine glass, signaled it, and drank it all in one go, and his heroic spirit was dry. The wine was so light, like water.

"I have a plan to save millions of Yellow Turbans. I wonder if the two generals are willing to listen."

"Sun Lang also asks for advice."

"I just said that my father's attack on Liu Biao was not only for himself, but also for a way out for you. The Central Plains is about to become a place to compete for you. If you want to survive, you must avoid it, the farther away, the better."

Liu Pi became more confused the more he listened. "Sun Lang means..."

"Go to Jingzhou, go to Jiangnan." Sun Ce put away his smile and his eyes were bright. "Entering Jiangnan to cultivate land and farm, although it is a little harder, at least you can survive. I have been persisting for ten or eight years, and I dare not say that I have more food and clothing. I can guarantee that I have no worries about food and clothing."

Liu Pi and Gong were suddenly aware of it and nodded repeatedly. Zhou Yu was surprised and couldn't help but think of the question that Sun Ce had not given him yet. He thought about it and felt a little different. He vaguely realized that Sun Ce's statement that he wanted to dominate the world was not a joke. He might really have this plan, and recruiting the Yellow Turbans might be part of it, otherwise he would not have to break Sun Jian's existing plan. If this is true, then what he said was to retreat to Danyang would be a prudent strategy, and it would be understandable that Sun Ce would not like it.

This made him feel a sense of urgency and a slight indescribable excitement.

Zhou Yu cheered up, listened to every word from Sun Ce, and figured out his intentions.

Sun Ce looked at Liu Pi and Gong Du's expression. Seeing that although they nodded repeatedly, they did not express their intentions, he became angry again. "Two generals, have you ever felt that winter is colder than before in recent years?"

Liu Pi was puzzled and didn't know why Sun Ce suddenly mentioned this issue. Gong Du took over the topic. "Sun Lang was right. It has been cold these years, so when autumn comes, we are worried. If there is not enough food and clothing, people will be frozen to death every winter. If Sun Lang can speak a few words in front of the general and allocate some food and supplies to us, we will be grateful."

"I must bring the words." Sun Ce waved his hand. "Food and clothing are actually trivial matters, at least not unsolvable. The weather gets colder, which is more related to grain production. I wonder if you both are careful?"

Liu Pi and Gong looked at each other, they didn't notice this problem. Zhou Yu, who was standing beside him, suddenly moved his heart and immediately took over the conversation. "Bo Fu, what do you mean is that the weather turns cold, will it cause a bad harvest?"

"Haha, I forgot that the Zhou family's fertile land is nearly a thousand hectares, and it should have a clearer impact on this. Gongjin, how is your family's harvest in the past few years?"

Zhou Yu thought for a while. "My brother is in charge of these things, and I don't pay much attention to them. However, I have heard from my brother several times over the years. It seems that the yield per mu is declining. Although the amplitude is not too large, it has always been like this. In the past, it was just thought that the tenant husband did not work hard. Why, it is related to the weather?"

"Of course, farming is a way to enjoy the food of God, and the cold and warmth are no exception. Apart from a river, the south is two or even three ripe in a year, but only one ripe in the north. This is because of the difference in cold and warmth. The temperature in the south of the Yangtze River is good and the water source is abundant. As long as you are willing to work hard and do a good job in water conservancy and flood prevention, food and clothing are not a problem. Yellow Turbans are farmers, and fighting is not something you are good at, but farming is the main business. Instead of fighting with people in the Central Plains, why not avoid it and farm yourself?"

Liu Pi and Gong Du were very cautious about the Sun family and son. They were just trying to get some benefits from Sun Jian. When asked about advice, Sun Ce was just polite, and they were even more worried about being used. But after hearing Sun Ce’s words, they suddenly realized that what Sun Ce said was reasonable, at least worth considering. If they could stay away from the battlefield, farm and have self-sufficiency, and have enough food and clothing, why bother here to fight for others?

The defense line in his heart was loose, and Liu and Gong were a little more intimate in their tone, and they humbly asked Sun Ce for advice. Sun Ce was not polite, and roughly explained the situation in Jiangnan.

In short, Jiangnan had made great progress in the late Han Dynasty. During the Western Han Dynasty, Changsha was still a humble country. Being an official in Changsha was equivalent to being demoted. Jia Yi even used tuition to mourn himself. Now Changsha is a land of fish and rice, and a wealthy place in Jiangnan. However, there are not many such examples. Most of the places in Jiangnan have not been fully developed and have great achievements. Most of the Yellow Turban Army came from landless farmers, so it would be best to let them go to Jiangnan to explore. I dare not expect that the situation of "Huguang is mature and the world is sufficient" in the Ming and Qing Dynasties can at least be compared with the Wei and Jin Dynasties. The Eastern Jin Dynasty can support half of the country for so many years, but it is not just to develop Jiangnan.

As a time traveler, the biggest advantage is the general trend of historical development. If you don’t make good use of it, you’re sorry for yourself. If you can fool millions of Yellow Turbans into the south of the Yangtze River to open up land, have a population and have food, even if you can manage the river, it will be much more awesome than Sun Wu in history.

Of course, if you want to hold this benefit firmly in your own hands, Sun Jian’s Changsha prefect cannot let go - it’s a pity to give up after operating for so long - it’s better to take down the entire Jingzhou. Liu Biao, sorry, Jingzhou, I want it, stay wherever you are cool.

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