Small peasant economy, a circle.

Compatriots, it does not exist.

All those who asked, Zhang Ji believed that they were people who were not hurt in the chaos just now, so now they just wanted to escape, hide, just want to go home and ask for fields!

Because they felt that they had left their home, they encountered the current danger!

When you go home and go back, as long as you go back to a place they are familiar with, it will be safe!

As for the future, they have never considered it.

And those families who were truly injured and dead in this chaos are still immersed in grief...

Seeing that Zhang was angry and came back from the lockdown, Deng Li quickly coughed, walked a few steps forward, and shouted: "The envoy has an order! Those who enter the gate will damage the land, after the soldiers and thieves retreat, they can make up money or plow the ox and horses! However... all compensation needs to be registered first! If there are any thieves disturbing each other or ignoring the law, all subsidies will be cancelled and additional penalty will be imposed! The land is confiscated! You should do it yourself!"

These people from Shandong originated from the village immediately became quiet and looked at each other, and no one dared to continue to clamor.

They heard familiar words.

So they know what it means...

"Mouse tail juice", these Shandong residents don't really understand it very well, but just explain it literally. The mouse tail is boiled with juice, so it will definitely not be very good...

Also familiar words, such as "Monkey Pot Conceited".

Although the people of Shandong do not fully understand how to write these words, as long as they hear these syllables, they will understand that the government is passing the blame again, and they have to bear the responsibility themselves. If they want not to bear these consequences, they must be more "behaved".

Seeing this, Zhang couldn't help but sigh slightly, but also gave up the idea of ​​continuing to communicate with these people. He waved his hand and asked the soldiers to come forward, maintain order, and continue to register.

These Shandong residents lined up, as if the chaos just now disappeared.

"Deng Shuzuo." Zhang Ji bowed to Deng Li who came back.

Deng Li stepped forward, "Zhang Junhou."

Zhang Ji looked at these villagers and showed some sadness in his eyes, "Shu Zuo, why did you think this happen?"

Zhang Ji originally thought that these people came to Shangdang, even if they were from Shangdang, they would...

Although this person is in Shangdang, his heart is still in Shandong. In other words, there has not changed much in his words and deeds and habits, and he is still the same as in Shandong.

Deng Li also sighed slightly, "That was the case when he lived in Shandong."

Zhang Ji nodded, was silent for a moment and said, "I have never been to Shandong... Are all the people of Shandong like this?"

These Shandong people made Zhang feel something completely different from Guanzhong and the people in the north.

This kind of thing is not an external appearance, but in the heart.

It's like a stone stuck there.

『Shandong has many rules...』 Deng Li turned slightly and looked at the Shandong residents who were queuing up now.『Maybe at the beginning, these people were not all like this...but over time, most of the bloody ones... have died, and the rest... have become like this now. Many times, more things are worse than less... After all, Guangwu Zhongxing has been around for nearly two hundred years...』

"Therefore, what someone said just now, let them understand the power, know the reason, repay kindness, and take revenge..." Zhang Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly, "In fact... they actually don't understand at all? Why not be as good as a woman?"

『…』 Deng Li was silent for a while, not knowing whether he should respond or not.

Zhang bowed his hand and said, "It's okay. Thank you Shuzuo for helping him solve his doubts today, and I would like to give you more advice in the future."

Deng Li said he was afraid and was humble, and then he went to the registration office and joined the other minor officials in Huguan to register and investigate the residents and arrange various matters.

Zhang Ji looked at him and felt a little heavy.

The people of Shandong have good and bad things. Can they kill the good ones together because of the bad ones?

Deng Li is also from Shandong.

Is it a difference in knowledge?

Zhang Ji frowned, maybe not. Because Zhang Ji also saw some people who were obviously scholars, but they were different from Deng Li.

As a middle-level military academy, he actually has not many problems with strategy in daily life, but more of them are actually trivial matters. He originally had a little objection to the General of the Cavalry that he had been slow to take action against Shandong, because if he didn't take action, how could he be upgraded as a military marquis?

But now he suddenly understood that Shandong has so many problems. What is the purpose of just guiding the city?

No matter how big the city is and how many acres of land, people will have to cultivate it. What is the use of Shandong people like today even if they occupy the city and obtain the land?

This city in the hearts of the people of Shandong is deeply rooted and stubborn!

Zhang Ji now understands why Dong Zhuo was unable to stabilize the court back then. Of course, most of the responsibilities were Dong Zhuo himself, but it is probably a very important factor that is not in line with Shandong people.

People from Guanzhong, people from northern China, people from Shandong, and perhaps people from Jiangdong in the future. These are all from the Han people, but they are not the same Han people.

Now there is only one place in Huguan, and only a few thousand residents say that they will cause trouble when they have trouble, and they will be insane when they are incited. What if it is a bigger place?

What if you meet an envoy who is not as wise as Jia Qu, but a ignorant prefect?

What if there were no middle-level officials like Deng Li who understood the rules of Guanzhong and the customs of Shandong?

If there is no military marquis who can control his own emotions and not fall into violence and killing?

Zhang finally understood a little. He thought about why he often saw small articles on how to deal with civil affairs in the recent briefings of the martial arts lecture hall...

However, under the three-colored flag of the lord, how many people would carefully study the military newspaper like Zhang Ji, memorize and ponder every paragraph and every article? How many people would look like Zhang Tian, ​​when they got the military newspaper, they would first find some jokes, get happy, throw them away after they had fun, and then they would scold them if they couldn't understand it?

This is the case with soldiers and military academy, what about the people?

Just like in front of you, can we say that only the Huguan area can have these Shandong residents?

How many people from Shandong who came to Guanzhong and the northern part of Guanzhong earlier have changed, and how many are still the same as before?

After this incident, Zhang felt a lot of vigilance. You should know that Shangdang Taiyuan only has Huguan to stick to, and in Huguan, if there are no Shandong spies, Cao's army did it carefully?

More than a dozen spies from Cao's army can disrupt nearly a thousand Shandong residents. If this is the critical moment...

Zhang Ji's eyebrows trembled. He wanted to find Jia Qu immediately and report the matter, but after thinking about it, he calmed down. He had full confidence in Huguan's persistence, but he did not think of any good solutions for how to arrest spies, especially to remove the stubborn stones in the hearts of these people from Shandong. Therefore, he could not just report the problem, but also needed to propose solutions to the problem.

At least one idea...

Of course, this matter is not a matter of overnight success, but it must be done.

The stones are piled up day by day. Obviously, it is impossible to sweep them all in one day and within a single word.

I'm afraid only the elite can have a way.

Because the lever has a bar that can be pried, and there are many bars, and if one is broken, it can be transformed into the next one.

Difficult does not mean giving up.

It's like arresting a spy, it's not easy, but it must be arrested...
Chapter completed!