Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 457 Population Issues
In the coming year, on the 70th anniversary of the founding of the Qingyuan Sect, more refugees emerged in the territories within the Qingyuan Alliance.

In a newly resettled village, a young disciple wearing the Qingyuan Sect costume looked at the hungry people queuing up in front to receive porridge. They were all sallow and thin, and their clothes were ragged. Unbearable flashed in his eyes. He turned around and asked Yu, the head of the Yu family next to him. All over the city:

"Is this the fourth batch this spring? Do you still have enough food?"

Yu Mancheng is a monk in the late stage of Qi training and the leader of the largest cultivation family within dozens of miles in this area. This place is far away from the Qingyuan Sect and is considered the edge of the Qingyuan Alliance.

It is precisely because of the intersection with the territories of other forces that more and more refugees are coming to his place. Since the war between the eight major forces in Baishan, a lot of mortals have been pouring in here every year.

For these mortals, Yu Mancheng received a mixed order of transshipment and local resettlement after reporting to the Qingyuan Sect. Most of them were taken inland by people sent by the Qingyuan Sect. Only the newly arrived mortals, After staying with him for half a year and observing his character, he will be eligible to go to the hinterland of the Qingyuan Alliance.

Listening to Qingyuan Sect disciple Zhao Gong's question, Yu Mancheng said worriedly:
"This is the fourth batch. It's just the beginning of spring, and so many people have come. I think the number is more than in previous years. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Except when the war first started, the number of people who came in was the largest. This year's.

There is still enough food to eat, so I changed part of the spiritual rice field in the family spiritual field into a spiritual field for planting mortal rice. Using the spring breeze to transform into rain, I can harvest three times a month. The harvested rice still has a trace of spiritual energy, which is very resistant to hunger. , there is no problem in feeding thousands of people. "

Zhao Gong nodded with satisfaction and promptly promised:

"Don't worry, Patriarch Yu, I won't let you suffer any loss. The alliance will make up for your losses. You'll be fine once you get through this period."

Yu Mancheng vented his dissatisfaction in a low voice. He had figured out Zhao Gong's temper and knew that he would not be angry because of these words, so he just said what he wanted.

Zhao Gong was not in the mood to distinguish between right and wrong. He directly punished and announced the result of the man's treatment.

Zui was originally going to be beheaded, but Zhao Gong just asked him to hit him thirty times, and he could recover after half a month of basic training. Seeing this man being pulled down, Zhao Gong turned around and said to Mancheng:
"Did you hear it? The unfair distribution of porridge is the main cause of this farce. I don't think there is any need to continue doing what you are doing."

Zhao Gong was indeed not angry, and a firm look appeared on his face:
"The patriarch of the sect said, do good deeds without worrying about the future. It affects the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people. If we can, we should take care of it more. People's hearts are made of flesh. Even if these mortals are willing to migrate back after the war, we will If we don't stop them, it would be nice for them to miss us, which is better than anything else."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Gong's face turned cold. He flew to the place where the porridge was being given, pushed the man away with a wave of his hand, and sat down on the ground.

It is true that the benefits are in his own hands. He cannot understand why the Qingyuan Sect does these thankless things. You can say that these mortals will belong to the Qingyuan League in the future, but under the patriarchal legal system of the Great Zhou Academy , without the nod of the sect leader, he can tell you to leave with just one sentence. In the end, what does the Qingyuan Sect want? Is it just for a good reputation?
But Patriarch Fang Qingyuan is willing to go crazy, and his subordinates' subordinates' subordinates can only obey orders. Anyway, every spirit stone he spends will be rewarded in the alliance, so he doesn't care anymore.

Zhao Gong heard a black line, it was all bullshit, but the man said it was full of grievances, and it didn't sound like a lie.

But as soon as she arrived here, this woman was listed by a local steward, saying that the villain could not give her what she wanted. The villain knew that he could not keep her, so he chose to let her go, but he had to pay me back for the food he had eaten along the way. She, a woman, had more porridge in her bowl than a man like me. I couldn't stand it, so I stepped forward to argue, and a dispute ensued."

Zhao Gong followed Yu Mancheng's fingers and saw a tall man grabbing porridge from a woman's bowl.

"It's just that there are not enough grains and cattle, there are too many people, and there is not enough land for planting. We can't keep them all the time. It's better to let them support themselves."

Seeing that Zhao Gong was in a good mood, Yu Mancheng raised his own difficulties. Refugees from the outside world kept coming, and they brought their families with them, which was a burden. His place was not a prosperous place, and there were not so many jobs for people to do. They can only be allowed to farm, but the land is scarce and there are many people. One person can't even get enough land to get one acre. How can one person be fed on this small amount of land.

"I will report this matter to the sect. The situation this year is special. It is estimated that a big change has occurred in that place. Thank you for your hard work, Master Yu. You will be busy for a few months. When the situation stabilizes, everything will be fine. At the moment, I can release some The D-level mission is to let the monks build houses and farm fields for these mortals, first to replace the cattle. In addition, the new cattle cultivated by the sect will soon enter the market, and I will apply for a few more when the time comes."

But listening to one's ears would be dark, so he asked about the woman. Under the pressure of Zhao Gong's powerful spiritual consciousness, this slightly plump woman did not dare to lie. What she said was very different from this man. , I just prefer my own position. What kind of helpless dependence and compromise, now I just want to be myself.

"It seems that's all it can do, huh? What is that person doing?"

"The rules are the rules. Even if there is a reason for fighting for someone else's food, you must be punished to set an example. If you pull him down, he will be beaten thirty times."

"What are you doing? Don't you know robbery is a capital crime?"

He is an authentic Baishan man, and he is willing to do anything only when he sees benefits. He is disgusted by such lies as talking about his own good.

Looking at Zhao Gong's appearance, Yu Mancheng felt a little confused and couldn't understand why the disciples of Qingyuan Sect in recent years were so full of ideals.

The man grabbing the porridge was tall, but horribly thin, with all his ribs visible. He sat on the ground, and when he saw Zhao Gong, an immortal master with red face and white teeth, he immediately kowtowed, and then choked back with sobs:
"The villain was confused for a moment. This woman was my friend on the way to escape. I took care of her a lot along the way. In order to find food for her, I almost killed a zombie. I thought she would get my sincerity in return.

Expecting their spiritual fields to produce food to support them is okay in the short term, but how can it be done in the long run? Although there are subsidies from the alliance, they are also busy with cultivation, so how can they have the energy to take care of these things all the time.

"I hope so, but don't we tighten our borders? What if we wait until these families are finished and ask us for people? We have worked hard to raise them for seven or eight years in vain, and in the end, the Great Zhou Dynasty As soon as the academy opens its mouth, everything will be returned."

Yu Mancheng apologized, Zhao Gong caught him, and he felt cruel in his heart. If you want to play with women, you can play with women. Why are you so short-sighted? Now that you have made me suffer, you still want to take charge? Go clean my latrine.

Yu Mancheng even glanced at this woman. Where did this misfortune come from? She has no Confucian women's ethics. Even if Yu Mancheng himself is from Baishan, he would not look down on her.

After dealing with this episode, Zhao Gong said to Yu Mancheng:
"I have to go to the next resettlement site to check. Next time I come, I want to hear the outcome of this matter. As for that man, he is somewhat capable and responsible. He can snatch food from the mouths of corpses and raise this woman. Debaibai is fat and fat, I think being a steward is also very suitable."

Yu Mancheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded. He also wanted to see if the woman would continue to be attached to him after the man became a steward.

Qingyuan Sect, the head of the quiet room, Liu Xun is reporting to Fang Qingyuan on the situation of the mortals in the sect and alliance.

"The current population of the sect is close to 1.5 million, and this number is still increasing by 50,000 every year. Among them, there are nearly 20,000 naturally born Dingkou, and the rest are mortals from various sect families in Baishan. The migration of Dingkou, although we have tightened the conditions for migration, there are still many mortals coming.

I think this situation needs to be more restricted. Now most of the fields in the sect have been cultivated, leaving only some lakes, swamps, and mountainous forest areas without any population. I estimate that the fields in the sect can accommodate a maximum of two million people. , at this rate, the upper limit will be reached in less than ten years. "

Listening to Liu Xun's report, Fang Qingyuan closed his eyes and meditated. These ten years were the best ten years for Qingyuan Sect's development. In addition to the addition of Xiong Feng, which greatly increased the strength of Qingyuan Sect, the continuous influx of people from the outside world, And the continuous flow of various orders are the foundation for the real development of Qingyuan Sect. It's just a pity that the Qingyuan Sect can no longer sustain these developments. The sect has a total area of ​​only fifty or sixty miles, which is smaller than the area of ​​​​Xianfu, and it actually has a population of 1.5 million people.

This also made the Qingyuan Sect become the most crowded sect in the Baishan Mountains, comparable to the population density of the fairy cities in the hinterland of Qiyun.

Is it better to have more people? Of course it is. At present, the number of fairy boys who ascend to immortality in Qingyuan Sect every year is as high as thirty or forty. In ten years, it will be three to four hundred monks, and in a hundred years, it will be three to four thousand monks.

The monk represents the foundation, the fighting power, and the strength.

However, having too many people is actually not a good thing. Resource consumption is one thing. When there are too many people, there are too many things to do. At present, the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect, just to manage the 1.5 million people, will be squeezed out of hundreds of monks.

In fact, in the world of cultivation, Dazhou Academy implements the enfeoffment system, which specifically means that mortals return to mortals and monks return to monks. This is a concept prevalent in Qiyun Mainland.

But in Baishan, this model doesn't work, because in the eyes of Baishan people, everything belongs to them, so why add a mortal lord in the middle.

Moreover, even if a mortal lord is wise and powerful, he needs to be replaced in only fifty or sixty years at most, which is not comparable to the life span of a monk.

Fang Qingyuan also rejected this extensive management method. Having witnessed the high efficiency of information civilization in his previous life, it was difficult for him to tolerate such low-level management, which was comparable to the medieval level. Therefore, many of the internal management organizations of Qingyuan Sect were influenced by his opinions and were carried out. Adjustment.

I dare not say that it is unique in Baishan, but in terms of efficiency, it is definitely several levels ahead of its peers. Looking at such a small area, it supports a population of 1.5 million. In Baishan, there are only companies that deviate from the right path. Water League can be compared with it.

"Then we will continue to stuff people into every house in the alliance. What do you think of this?"

Fang Qingyuan knocked on the table and asked the opinions of other allies in the alliance. Currently, the Qingyuan Sect is the dominant family in the Qingyuan Alliance, but Fang Qingyuan is not willing to be an independent man. What he wants is for everyone's interests to be consistent with his, and they are willing to do so. Follow him forward.

"Many sects in the alliance are willing to accept this, but there are only a few stubborn old stubborns who believe that excessive population will destroy the spiritual veins of the territory and hold objections to this.

There are also some monks who respect Huang Lao's skills and believe that they should not interfere too much in the life and death of mortals and just let nature take its course.

In addition, there was only dissatisfaction among some mortal groups. They believed that the new immigrants had occupied their living soil. For this reason, several serious armed fights broke out between the two sides, resulting in several lives, but they were quickly suppressed. "

Fang Qingyuan continued to knock on the table, analyzing and expressing his opinions:
"Old stubborns are everywhere, don't worry about them, they will disappear on their own in a few years. The people of the Huang Lao sect must fight for it and show them the actual results, the number of new fairy seedlings added every year, the spiritual field medicine garden inside the door , the magic tools and talismans produced by various workshops, and the spiritual stones they use themselves, don’t they all increase in price every year?

As for the last mortal issue, you have to be careful not to affect the monks because of the fights among mortals. As long as the monks don't take action, these mortals can't cause any trouble. "

The monks also came out of the mortal village. If the final fight turned into a confrontation between the monks, it would mean that the situation was out of control and the conflict could no longer be eased.

"According to the latest statistics from various places, the current total population of the Qingyuan League has reached eight million people. This number, ten years ago, was only more than five million."

Fang Qingyuan was a little surprised. In the past ten years, more than two million people have poured in. It can be said that there is one immigrant for every three people in the Qingyuan League. With such a large population, he doesn't know how he will be able to compete with the people of Dazhou Academy.

As for the Qingyuan League who will obediently send the person back as soon as the Great Zhou Academy opens his mouth. This is just a dream. If it reaches my mouth, do you still want me to spit it out?

Of course, Fang Qingyuan, who has made up his mind not to talk to anyone, naturally still speaks to the outside world as he pleases. This cannot be used to make others talk about it, but if you really believe it, it proves that you are still very naive.

Is it useful to talk about Dazhou Academy?
it works!

But does Fang Qingyuan make friends?
If he doesn't hand it over, he can just lead the army to get it if he has the ability. Under the exhaustion of the continuous battles, and then launch an attack on the Qingyuan Alliance, even Lingmu and Lihuo can't do such a brainless thing.

Among the people Fang Qingyuan accepted, the largest number came from Dan League, followed by Li Huo, and finally Ling Mu.

If we really want to talk about the suffering master, he still belongs to the Dan Alliance, but now the Dan Alliance still owes a large amount of money to the Qingyuan Sect. He wants to settle the war debt first before discussing the issue of mortal belonging.

"This year's influx of mortals is not normal. It seems to be twice that of previous years. Is there something wrong with this?"

Although Liu Xun was in charge of the general affairs, he still believed in Fang Qingyuan's analysis when it came to such overall high-end intelligence, because Fang Qingyuan only had a lot more information.

"It's been ten years, and it's time to finish the fight. Ten years is a cycle, and now it's at the end of the cycle. If nothing happens, Baishan will usher in the long-lost peace this winter."

Fang Qingyuan's eyes were vacant, as if he was in a daze. After hearing this, Liu Xun felt anxious and blurted out:

"What about the various production workshops in the alliance? If the war stagnates, the talismans we produce will simply not be sold out."

"Why panic? Business is still the same. Even if there are not so many Dan Alliance, Lingmu Alliance, and Lihuo Alliance, aren't the Beast Control Sect in the wilderness increasing their purchasing efforts? We are so close, and the Beast Control Sect doesn't have any The worst thing to do is to abandon the near and seek the far away. It is best to stock up for your own use during the opening up war thirty years later. Anyway, not one of these production lines that were finally established can be stopped! "

After convincing Liu Xun, who had little vision, Fang Qingyuan did not want to continue talking about this topic. He stood up and walked back, straight to the place where Xiong Feng was meditating, and said through a message:

"Brother Xiong, it's almost time. It's time to fulfill the promise we made back then. Cui Dongcheng of the Huanjian Sect sent a message asking us to fulfill our promise."

With a creak, a calm-looking Xiong Feng walked out of the quiet room. He tilted his head and looked at Fang Qingyuan, with a smile on his lips and fangs.

(End of this chapter)