The Affairs of the Government Office Cannot Be Called Robbery

One sentence from Wang Xuan left everyone stunned, as if no one had ever considered this question before.

The Yellow Turban bandits had to farm too?

The land did not belong to the noble families, yet they could cultivate it freely!

But if they farmed, why were they still called Yellow Turban bandits? Why did they still have to rob everywhere?

For a moment, everyone was unable to make sense of it.

After sweeping his eyes over everyone, Wang Xuan knew that they had been influenced by habitual thinking.

"Qingzhou no longer has any noble families. The original noble families were either wiped out or fled, so all the land is ownerless."

Jian Yong opened his mouth to ask something, but Wang Xuan waved him off. "Don't tell me that the noble families who fled still have land deeds. The government office has no records. How would I know those deeds weren't forged?"

"That's right. The government office is completely gone, let alone its records. Therefore, all the land is ownerless. It's perfectly reasonable and entirely justified. If you disagree, send an army to attack me!"

Everyone knew that Wang Xuan was being shameless, but no one could find a flaw in his argument. Whether or not he was using sophistry, at least he had the legal high ground.

"So, the land is now being cultivated by the Yellow Turban bandits. They were farmers to begin with. If they don't farm, what else can they do?"

"As for going out to rob, that was because they were in a state of anarchy, with no organization or discipline. They had no ability to resist natural or man-made disasters. Whether it was drought or flooding, once disaster struck, they had to rob if they didn't want to starve to death. One thing