The scene in front of him gradually became illusory, with white mist rising in the tribute courtyard, and the people around him appeared and disappeared. Ye Xingyuan knew that this was not a change in the weather, but a change in the secret of heaven, and he was about to enter the deduction space of strategy theory.

It was the first time Ye Xingyuan encountered such an exam. He was quite curious and looked around and saw the fog steaming, finally covering everything. When it dissipated, it had already changed.

He was in a back yamen, with blue bricks at his feet and white walls on all sides. There was a stack of official documents on the table in front of him, which was rustling by the breeze. The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, and it fell on the ground through the small window.

"Is this the illusion of strategy theory deduction? The changes in the secrets of heaven are so real!" Ye Xingyuan was amazed. He stood up and circled around the desk in front of him. He found that he was wearing a brown regular dress and black veil. He no longer looked like a blue-shirted scholar in the examination room, but was dressed as a seventh-rank official.

In the illusion, Ye Xingyuan's identity is a local official in a county. The situation is not serious when a refugee first arises here. However, the so-called spark can start a prairie fire depends on how he handles and curbs it, and kills the incident that may overthrow a dynasty in its infancy.

"I didn't expect that I hadn't passed the imperial examination yet, so I would first experience the feeling of becoming an official." Ye Xingyuan said to himself. If he was unwilling to make progress, shaking his official power at this time would be an experience. Those who are not strong in their minds may get lost.

However, Ye Xingyuan knew in his heart that this was an exam. He took out a volume from the official documents and checked it carefully. He saw that the data in the article was detailed and the description was true, without any omissions, and there was no difference between it and the official documents of the same county.

Although the place names and characters are all fabricated, the relevant information and current situation are completely real. At this time, it was the true 2,728th year of Xuanyuan Li, and the last twenty years of the Daqian Dynasty, which seemed to be prosperous and prosperous. However, undercurrents had already been surging below.

Pingchuan County is located in the northwest. Due to the long-term drought, land abandoned and people are displaced, they have gathered secretly. Echoing the surrounding counties, they are ready to leave their hometowns and flee to flee.

The county was not unaware of this situation, but he was helpless. Although the imperial court issued an edict to provide relief, no slight material was transported, and there was no grain in the warehouse. Even a good wife could not cook without rice.

Although there is no time in this virtual space, if it is not handled as soon as possible, the refugee incident will naturally become more and more serious. In the end, it will subvert the court like in history. There is no doubt that Ye Xingyuan's exam will be defeated and returned home in a disastrous defeat.

The key to Ye Xingyuan's strategy is to curb as much as possible when the refugees first emerge. For the provincial trial, as long as his method can achieve a little effect, delay or reverse the situation, it will be enough to make his strategy effective.

As for turning the tide, this is not something that can be achieved by the level of a juren. Even if the big guys in the court face this situation today, they may not have a proper solution, and they will eventually have to try walking on thin ice.

"It's still time to go." Ye Xingyuan looked at the official documents on the table and had a certain understanding of the situation in the county. He used a red pen to circle and figured in several places, thinking about it.

Ye Xingyuan has some experience in dealing with refugees. However, refugees in this era are different from those in Jingchu. After all, the Jingchu area has been affected for only a few years, and the surrounding provinces are barely in good weather and have not reached the point of desperate situation.

But Pingchuan County is different. The rivers and lakes here have long dried up, with droughts and people living in poverty. The most important thing is that there is no hope. Ye Xingyuan, who is familiar with history books, naturally knows that in the next few years, there will be severe droughts in the northwest and locust plagues everywhere. The refugees have no future at all.

Even if he could use some small means to appease everyone for a while, he would eventually cure the symptoms but not the root cause. Without the continuous transport of food, it would be impossible to provide relief to the victims in the northwest for a long time.

If Ye Xingyuan had a high position, he might be able to find a way to mobilize the whole country to provide relief to the disaster in the northwest. But his identity in this deduction fantasy was just a county magistrate in a corner. What could he do to turn the world around? He fell into deep thought.

In the tribute school, the inspectors of the field reported to Wang Xuezheng, "I have reported to you that all the resigned policies of the provincial test have been issued. Most of the candidates have already attracted the secrets of the heavens and started to make trouble in the deduction fantasy."

Wang Xuezheng nodded slightly, and unconsciously glanced at Ye Xingyuan in the examination room not far away. Now this man's eyes are slightly closed and he is sitting upright, obviously sinking into the illusion.

Do you think you are best at dealing with refugees? This time, the policy statement will cause you to suffer a great loss! Wang Xuezheng's expressionless face, but he kept sneering in his heart. His eyes turned and fell on Qin Lin in another direction. The candidate hated Ye Xingyuan to the core. He is now in the illusion, but he still feels angry.

Ye Xingyuan of course knew nothing about this. He led a group of people out of the county government and visited various villages. He saw that the seedlings were scorched, the streams were dry, and even grass was not growing in many places, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Sir, the county has been raining for three months. I am afraid that the harvest this year will not reach 20% of the previous year. If you don't think of a solution early, you will definitely be hungry all over the world." In the illusion, Ye Xingyuan, the county magistrate, also equipped with a master with deep wrinkles on his face and worrying about the country and the people all day long. Unfortunately, he can't come up with any good ideas.

Ye Xingyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Where should we wait until then, the food in the village will be exhausted. If the next batch of relief in the court is less than 100% of the year, there will be changes in about a few days."

The farmers are not fools. They know that they have almost no grains this year and have no relief. Are they waiting to die in the village? Now everyone can still eat wild vegetables and tree bark. In a few days, these things will be eaten clean. Could it be that they really eat soil?

Now the sporadic famine has begun. If nothing unexpected happens, once news of the court's relief is not in place in time, large-scale refugees will inevitably break out within three days.

Taking Pingchuan County as the source, the surrounding counties echoed together, and finally, tens of thousands of refugees passed by, which finally caused a great chaos that lasted for more than ten years, and the world was overturned.

The master said anxiously: "Then the adults should write a letter as soon as possible and ask the court to release food as soon as possible. If the refugees leave the county, it will be like a tiger coming out of the slaughter and there is no way to restrict it. At that time, not only will the adults lose their future, but I am afraid that the whole world of Daqian will be shocked!"

Ye Xingyuan sighed again and said, "The people are like water, the king is like a boat, and water can carry boats and cover boats. Don't I know? But at this time the court was also in a mess, with Liao paying in the north, there were demon sects in the south, and there were pirates in the east, so I couldn't take care of it.

The fertile land in the south of the Yangtze River was a vassal king, aristocratic families, officials and gentry, etc., and secretly concealed the finances and taxes, so that the national treasury was empty. How could I care about the rioters in this small northwest land?"

The Dagan Dynasty was also considered unlucky. Although it seemed to be a huge country at this time, it was not peaceful anywhere. In order to suppress the demon clan, the north had to place millions of troops, and annual food and salary was essential.

There are so-called demons in the south who eat and eat, holding up the flag of righteousness and traveling across the water and roads, and the court cannot suppress it for a while. There are various pirates and demons on the sea in the east, plundering ships and sometimes even sweeping ashore, which greatly affects trade income.

As for the land in the south of the Yangtze River, it was originally rich, but because the imperial court granted the kings and enjoyed the country for a long time, the families in various places were married and the relationship was complicated. None of them occupied thousands of acres of fertile land.

According to the rules of the Dagan Dynasty, scholars who have fame and fortune can be exempted from money and food. Therefore, only a very small number of people need to pay taxes in the fertile land of the Yangtze River, and the country's finances are becoming increasingly tight.

Under such circumstances, if the treasury has some money and food, it must first focus on other places, and where can it be the barren land in the northwest? Besides, although we cannot be said to be indulging in pleasure today, we are also a bit extravagant and extravagant. What is the point of starving a few people to death in the northwest? If there is any surplus, we must first take care of the court's dignity.

Therefore, although Ye Xingyuan had written a letter, he knew in his heart that the court's relief would not be possible in a short period of time. Soon after, refugees began to rise, and the court even used this as an excuse to completely cut off the disaster relief in the northwest, and instead mobilized a large army to suppress it, probably in order to save such a sum of money and food.

The big bosses in the court at that time probably felt that the mud legs in the northwest could not be overwhelmed, but they did not expect that after more than ten years, the army was exhausted and could not suppress these hungry victims. In the end, they became a climate and completely overthrew the 400-year-old Dagan Dynasty.

Ye Xingyuan knew these things, but unfortunately, even if he told his master at this time, he was just playing the piano to the cow. Even if he wrote to the court, his identity as a mere seventh rank was simply a slight person and was useless.

The focus of this policy discussion is how people in this position can deal with refugees as much as possible. Such a desperate situation has left Ye Xingyuan helpless for the time being.

I remember that refugees started to turmoil, and many local officials in the northwest were even shared by hungry people because of their harsh behavior on weekdays. Some timid people hang themselves in the yamen. In short, not many people can get good results. Ye Xingyuan doesn't want to end like this.

He thought for a while and said, "The relief has not arrived, and this matter is difficult to settle, but what? Since we are here, we should try our best to find a way. Master, let's visit the villagers and see what they are thinking."

Although there are thousands of refugees, most of the refugees are ordinary people. On the eve of this great change, what did they think in their hearts and why did they eventually develop into killing officials and rebelling? This mental journey is hard to record in history.

What history says is just a group behavior of refugees. But how can honest, timid and cowardly farmers dare to take on the destiny and fight for destiny? There must be a reason in this.

Ye Xingyuan didn't know what would happen to the villagers in Pingchuan County, but other roads were not available. He always had to try to read and ask more questions, and after learning more about the situation, he would think about how to write this policy.
Chapter completed!