Outside the border city, under the mutual deception and appeasement of Tao Qian and Zhong Shao, the Juyan people gathered outside the city all pressed their fingerprints on the long treaty.

Looking at the densely packed handprints on the treaty, Tao Qian and Zhong Shao both revealed a smug smile.

Immediately afterwards, the two ordered the accompanying officials to lead the soldiers to set up cooking stations outside the city to provide relief to the refugees.

Smelling the aroma of food filling the air, the Juyan refugees, who had been starving for days, licked their lips and looked at the soldiers cooking with hopeful eyes.

"Come on, come on!! Dinner's ready!"

Under the expectant gazes of the refugees, Han soldiers brought bowls of steaming food to the group.

"Mmm! Delicious, so delicious! I've never eaten such a big bowl of rice in my entire life!"

"Yes! I didn't expect the Han people to be so kind, they actually have so much food!"

"Yes! It's good that those nobles are dead. From now on, we are people of the Han Dynasty, and we can finally have enough to eat!"

Holding large bowls of food, the Juyan people gathered around, wolfing down their food while also imagining the wonderful scene of their future integration into the Han Dynasty.

Looking down at the scene from the city wall, Tao Qian, Zhong Shao, Lü Bu, Dong Zhuo, and others couldn't help but smile.

Tao Qian then looked at Dong Zhuo and Lü Bu, and said with a smile, "I have already sent that treaty to Luoyang by fast horse! Juyan has now been completely incorporated into the Han Dynasty!"

The two generals can now lead their soldiers to clean up!

Upon hearing this, Dong Zhuo grinned at Tao Qian and Zhong Shao.

"Please rest assured, Your Excellencies! Fengxian and I will definitely clean Juyan up thoroughly!"

"Hehe~ That's good!" Zhong Shao nodded with a smile.

Afterwards, Lü Bu and Dong Zhuo bowed to Tao Qian and Zhong Shao to bid them farewell, returned to their camp to muster their troops, and then left the border city for Juyan.

Subsequently, Tao Qian and Zhong Shao began to arrange for the accompanying officials to register the people of Juyan, and then had the officials under their jurisdiction take them in batches to various counties in Zhangye and Jiuquan prefectures.

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After lunch, Cao Song strolled towards an open space to the north of Xiyuan in Luoyang, his hands behind his back, followed closely by several agricultural officials.

It turns out that Liu Hong had specially set aside a vacant lot in the northern part of the West Garden and handed it over to Cao Song to be in charge of building a greenhouse. More than ten days have passed since then.

On an open space not far away, nearly a thousand laborers were carrying out construction work in an orderly manner under the direction of some Mohist disciples.

"Excellent, excellent! I only knew that the Mo family was skilled at making things, but I didn't expect them to be such masters of architecture as well!! Tsk tsk tsk, truly amazing!"

Looking at the thirty greenhouses that were already taking shape not far away, Cao Song couldn't help but marvel and admire the Mohists.

"Indeed! The disciples of Marquis Moyang are truly learned and talented! I've heard that one of them is skilled in farming, able to plow the fields quickly and deeply, and handle any kind of plow and harrow with ease!"

An official behind Cao Song was also full of praise and couldn't help but mention the Mohist disciple who was tilling the field.

Another official quickly added, "Oh dear, I've also heard that this man is incredibly strong. He once carried an ox... no... carried a plow and pulled an ox back and forth between the Imperial Workshop and outside the city all by himself!"

"Oh? There's actually someone like that?"

Hearing the conversation between the two subordinates, Cao Song's eyes lit up. He realized that he needed such talented people to help him with his research on increasing grain production next year.

As he walked, Cao Song began to ponder how to get the people back from Mo Shang.

Unbeknownst to them, Cao Song and the others arrived at the open space where construction was underway.

Upon seeing Cao Song and his group, a disciple of the Mohist school quickly approached and bowed respectfully to them.

"This humble one, Mo Qing, greets the Grand Minister of Agriculture! Greetings to all of you!"

"Well, no need for formalities. How is the construction of these greenhouses progressing?"

Cao Song waved to Mo Qing and turned to look at the rows of earthen walls of the greenhouses in front of him.

Mo Qing replied respectfully, "Reporting to the Grand Minister of Agriculture, the earthen walls of the thirty greenhouses have reached the final stage of compaction. At the latest, they will be completed the day after tomorrow after the glass is installed!"

"well!"

Upon hearing Mo Qing's report, Cao Song nodded in satisfaction.

After inspecting the area, Cao Song led a group of officials away from there and headed towards the government office.

"Why do I feel like I've seen this Mo Qing before?!"

As they walked, one of the officials behind Cao Song couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.

A voice chuckled from the side, "Hey~, we've been dealing with the Mo family all this time, so it's only natural that they look familiar!"

The man shook his head. "No! I think he looks like the one who knows how to plow the land!"

Upon hearing the conversation between the two, Cao Song paused in his tracks, turned to look at the official.

"You mean he's the one who knows how to till the land?"

The man nodded. "That's right! It should be him!"

"Hey~, it's really like finding a needle in a haystack!"

Cao Song chuckled and looked up at Mo Qing, who was directing the laborers to build the greenhouse. He saw Cao Song's eyes darting around as he began to think.

Mo Qing, who was not far away, suddenly felt a chill.

As soon as Cao Song and his entourage returned to the government office, the Taicang magistrate hurriedly bowed and came to Cao Song.

"Minister of Agriculture, these are the vegetable seeds I collected from where you requested them!"

As he spoke, the Taicang magistrate turned to the side and pointed to Cao Song's desk.

"So many? Where did you get them? You didn't steal them from ordinary people, did you?"

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