The people don't want much, just a glimmer of hope to survive.
"I give it."
Zhu Qiyu's tone was solemn.
Releasing 10 million refugees would basically fill all the places.
The top priority is to resettle and heal the psychological trauma of the refugees so that they can live like good citizens.
"Your Majesty, the refugees are sensitive and do not trust the court. The veteran believes that they should be resettled nearby and cannot immigrate at will."
Hu Xi said seriously.
This statement made all the courtiers agree.
Yao Kui said: "Refugees don't trust the court. The court can send officials to find the relatives of the refugees and try to arrange them properly to alleviate the refugees' resentment towards the court."
"Mr. Yao Ge, how can this place have so many people?" Geng Jiuchou smiled bitterly.
"How many talented people are there among the people? How many successful candidates are there?"
"They can all be put to their best use."
"Your Majesty can issue a decree and order him to assist local officials and resettle the refugees."
"You can give a gift to a scholar and take the imperial examination once; you can give an imperial examination to a scholar and take the imperial examination once."
Ming Dynasty did not fully mobilize human resources.
Ming Dynasty does not lack talents at all. What it lacks is opportunities for talents to display their talents.
Who says that scholars don’t have talents?
Yang Shiqi was a commoner, but he became a prime minister and his name will go down in history.
Yao Guangxiao was a monk, but he influenced the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty!
How many Yang Shiqi are there among the people? How many Yao Guangxiao?
Why can't the hub tap them?
"Yao Qing's words are very reasonable."
"Even though there are many talents among Jinshi, why can't scholars be polished into great talents?"
Zhu Qiyu nodded: "The talents should be given a chance to display their talents, and the central government should also be able to see who the real talents are."
But Bai Gui objected: "Your Majesty, if scholars can participate in politics, then who will seriously take the imperial examination in the future?"
Yao Kui retorted: "You can't say that."
"After all, the scholar is just an assistant, just a consideration."
"It is impossible to become a prime minister just by resettling refugees."
"The imperial examination is the right path after all. After a scholar has gone through experience, why can't he continue to take the imperial examination?"
"My intention is to give them a chance to practice and to display their talents."
Yao Kui made it very clear.
Because the local manpower is insufficient, they are temporarily recruited and given some benefits.
It can also allow scholars and officials to observe politics in advance.
The court can also discover and tap talents early and make the best use of them.
How many ancient treasures are there in the past dynasties? Why do talented people emerge in large numbers among the people in troubled times?
A thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not always exist.
The center must discover and use talents in a timely manner, make the best use of materials, and make the best use of people, so that it can continue to operate normally.
"Just do what Yao Qing said!"
"Resettling the refugees is a top priority. The army and the people must be united and the officials must be united."
Zhu Qiyu made the decision: "Defining it as a custom-made one allows scholars and officials to participate in political affairs. When necessary, local officials can recruit scholars to serve the country."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty!" Yao Kui bowed down.
"The cabinet has issued decrees to all localities that the issue of refugees must be taken seriously. If anyone does something bad or makes a mistake, they will be investigated and punished according to the law!"
Zhu Qiyu once again warned: "At the same time, be careful to prevent local officials from being lazy and negligent in their administration, deporting refugees, killing refugees, refusing to resettle them, accepting bribes during resettlement, etc. Once discovered, I will be dismissed from my post and exiled, and my family will be sent to the army!"
The courtiers raised their eyebrows, this punishment is severe enough.
However, it is understandable that tens of millions of refugees threaten the ruling status. Can the emperor not be anxious?
"His Majesty."
Hu Hui spoke slowly: "I think it is very appropriate for you to give scholars and scholars a chance to succeed."
"But have you ever considered that the center doesn't need so many people?"
"Just like in the Hongwu Dynasty, the imperial examinations were considered popular, but in the Yongle Dynasty, Jinshi were everywhere."
"How many Jinshi are there today who are wasting their time because they have no place in the court?"
"And after you have promoted scholars and promoted people on a large scale, what will they think of those Jinshi who have worked hard for ten years?"
"At that time, there will not be enough official positions in the court, and your good intentions will turn into bad intentions, which will breed dissatisfaction among the officials."
Hu Bi was not trying to choke the emperor, but was telling the truth.
The officials of the Ming Dynasty implemented a system of replacement. Each carrot was in a pit. If one died, only the next Jinshi could fill in.
After all, official positions are limited, but there are countless officials.
However, the emperor promoted talents and promoted people on a large scale. Now he can arrange them, but how many years will it take? The explosion of talents in the court will inevitably lead to some people being idle and others sitting on the bench. What do they think?
Yao Kui's tone was blocked, he really didn't think about the future.
Zhu Qiyu considered: "It is a good thing to have more talents, it is my wish, but too many talents are also worrying."
During the Song Dynasty, there was a serious redundancy of officials, which brought down the national finances.
Moreover, the Ming Dynasty was a blatantly hereditary system. When I was an official, my son received a salary from the court and had to make up for it.
In addition, all kinds of relatives will be placed in various yamen.
These people will continue to have a large number of children and occupy official positions. Over time, they will become internally entangled.
The emperor stuffed people into it again, which resulted in a jar that was almost full. Can we not start a fight?
"Old Master, what if I had the territory of Meng Yuan? Can I use so many talents?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter the size of the territory. The larger the territory, the more intertwined relationships there are."
"When you occupy a new place, you have to use local people, right?"
"Add more sand into it little by little, and use your own people, and those new lands will slowly be controlled by the Ming Dynasty."
"And in order to control the territory, you naturally have to introduce new talents."
"Just enter the river and need a new water source. If the water in the pond does not move, it will become a smelly ditch."
"As a result, the local nobles, people from various forces, new talents, and the new place will also be crowded."
Hu Xi said slowly: "The larger your territory, it seems that talents are scarce, but in fact the place is already crowded with talents, and there is no room for talents to rise."
This is a big problem.
Hong Chengchou's lack of talent just shows that there is something wrong with the talent mechanism?
Scholars must be given a room for improvement and try to keep the center as a ball of living water. Even if there is occasional dirt, it can be washed away by fresh water.
Zhu Qiyu stood up and bowed: "Please give me some advice from the old master."
The courtiers also looked at Hu Hui.
Hu Xi knelt down and returned the gift, and said thoughtfully, "I have a plan that can temporarily alleviate the crisis."
"Old lady, please tell me."
"Although the old minister's strategy is feasible, it will only last for a hundred years or so and it will become sick due to overwork. On the contrary, conflicts will break out more seriously."
Hu Xi smiled bitterly: "Abolish the staff and replace them with officials!"
Yao Kui was stunned, what kind of trick is this?
Isn't this a plan to bring chaos to the world?
"Old Master, have you considered how much money is needed to finance the salary?" Geng Jiuchou asked.
Hu Hui smiled bitterly: "Geng Shangshu, what do you think, how to alleviate the problem caused by excess talent?"
Geng Jiuchou spread his hands and said: "Look at it, just ignore it. The official career is always against the current, how can there be fairness?"
This is pure nonsense.
"Geng Shangshu, let me talk about your son Geng Yu."
"If you put yourself in his shoes, Geng Yu's talents and ambitions are first-class. He is an outstanding person who has been promoted to prime minister, but he is depressed and has no chance of promotion."
Hu Hu asked: "What do you think? What would Geng Yu think?"
Geng Jiuchou stopped talking.
Yes, his son Geng Yu had the ability to serve as a general and become a prime minister. Not only did the emperor favor him, but the courtiers also recognized his talent and asked him to sit on the bench. He, the first father, was not happy.
A good bird chooses a tree to roost, so naturally it is a different place to display its ambitions.
"You, a sensible person like you, can't stand comparing your feelings to your own, let alone the people of the world?" Hu Ming said.
"But we can't let go of the distinction between officials and officials." Geng Jiuchou looked down on officials from the bottom of his heart.
Most of the officials are the children of rich and unkind families in the local area. They are all bastards who are so bad that they have sores on their heads and pus on their feet.
If these people are given a way to rise to the imperial court, the world will be in chaos.
"Then tell me."
"Do you want Geng Yu to sit on the bench and be depressed for the rest of his life?"
"Or should we break down the barriers between officials and open up their promotion channels?"
Hu Xi asked back.
Wang Fu muttered: "Breaking down barriers only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Once the staff is filled, we will still face the consequences of the talent explosion."
"So I said it can only relieve the current pressure and is a temporary solution." Hu Hui smiled bitterly.
"Old Master, even if officials are asked to do official affairs, do you think a proud man like a scholar or a scholar would be willing to do it?" Wang Fu unleashed a fatal blow.
Hu Xi snorted coldly: "As long as the Jinshi are ordered to start from the officials, there is no reason why they won't be willing."
It is always the center that makes policy.
The people of the world have no choice.
Watching the courtiers' discussion, Zhu Qiyu took a sip of tea and said quietly: "The old lady's words have gone into my heart."
"I have said it several times that I want to open up the promotion channels for officials."
"Officials do evil among the people and harm the people."
"It's not that the center didn't know, but it turned a blind eye."
"I can't stand it for a long time."
"In the past, ministers always said that the central government had no money or food, so it needed to rely on these officials and grain chiefs to exploit the people and force them to pay for food."
"But it's different now."
"The central government is not short of money, and there is no need for officials to continue to do evil."
"I'm wondering if we can replace the officials with Jinshi. There will be no officials, all officials, and the central power will be transferred to the countryside!"
Seeing that the ministers wanted to persuade him, Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "Listen to me."
"All the officials are fat. If they are slaughtered, the central government will be richer. All the money will go to the Ministry of Household Affairs, and I won't get a penny."
"I really need a large number of talents. Now the newly established provinces must be cultivated intensively and managed in detail. Even Guangdong, Guangxi, Yunnan and Guizhou have to change their original rough governance methods from rough to fine. Therefore, a large number of talents are needed to be used by the center to govern for me. The world."
"Another point."
"I want to give the people a sigh of relief, let them live a slightly better life and stop rebelling."
"I no longer want to focus on internal friction. My eyes are abroad, on the vast territory, on restoring the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties!"
At this point, Zhu Qiyu paused slightly:
"Killing officials can also give the people a vent and alleviate local conflicts."
"The newly arrived officials can use this to establish their authority and gain a firm foothold in the local area."
"I can also change the local power structure, instead of the rough governance like in the past, delegating power to officials, grain chiefs, village elders, etc."
After all, Zhu Qiyu wanted to take over local power.
Imperial power does not go to the countryside.
The countryside was the private land of the gentry. The court relied on appointing gentry to important positions such as officials, grain chiefs, and village sages. It relied on the gentry to control the people, and the court controlled the gentry.
This resulted in the grassroots of the Ming Dynasty being controlled by the gentry. Over time, even the emperor was controlled by the gentry.
Zhu Qiyu is going to take over power, not in a day or two.
He has been thinking about a question.
The short life of the Ming Emperor was not unrelated to the civil service group, and those who supported the civil service group were the gentry all over the world.
And what are the roots of the gentry?
Is it just land?
Zhu Qiyu thinks it’s not, but a systemic problem.
The imperial power did not go to the countryside, which led to the gentry taking control of the grassroots.
And what determines the rise and fall of a dynasty is not the emperor, nor the civil and military officials of the dynasty, but the living people among the people!
People all over the world work together to create a truly prosperous age!
In the same way, if everyone in the world works together, they can destroy a dynasty!
As for imperial power, it has symbolized supremacy from the beginning, and it is destined not to get involved with Mudleg.
The so-called people in imperial power are just gentry.
The Qing Dynasty fed the gentry until they were fat and rich. They made money together and enjoyed the blessings together. Therefore, they rebelled every year, but all the rebellions failed. The Qing Dynasty was as stable as an old dog.
Emperor Taizu once tried to break through, but ultimately chose to give up because the cost of grassroots administration was too high.
But it's different now.
Zhu Qiyu has a lot of money in his hands, and the money will generate money.
Most importantly, he knows where the silver mountains are.
There is inexhaustible money, so why not reform?
If Zhu Qiyu wants to break this deep-rooted concept, he will definitely encounter fierce opposition, and even the gentry will take the risk and kill him Zhu Qiyu.
The courtiers were all frightened. The emperor was not reforming, he was committing suicide!
"Your Majesty, the reform of civil service is by no means a one-time achievement. Please be patient and hold off on taking action for the time being."
Hu Xi didn't dare to tell you, Your Majesty, I am thinking about your life.
If you dig up the roots of the gentry, can the gentry not risk their lives with you?
Your military group has not yet formed and cannot compete with the gentry group. It will take time.
"The old master's strategy won my heart."
Zhu Qiyu directly put Hu Hui in, but he still said rationally: "But it still needs to be considered. The Cabinet will make a decision and discuss it at the first meeting of July."
Hu Hui hesitated to speak, you are not sending me to the Confucian Temple, but to the road of death!
"It's just a discussion for the time being. We will decide whether to implement it when the talent pool becomes too crowded."
"After all, the court is still very short of people now."
"I predict that it will be twenty or thirty years later when the talent spurts out and the court cannot be used up."
Zhu Qiyu didn't want to die young either.
It is not yet time for him to directly dig into the roots of the gentry, he must do it step by step.
"Just follow what Yao Qing said. There are not enough officials in various places, so we will recruit talents and recruit people to help. We must properly resettle the refugees."
"The governors of various places will measure the land, distribute it properly, and record it."
"Last year, the Metropolitan Procuratorate's censor was sent to the local area to investigate, and the results were remarkable. When spring comes next year, I will send the censor and supervisor to verify the situation one by one."
The court meeting basically ended here.
We discussed the matter for an entire afternoon, mainly on the issues of the Man Mo Temple, the Holy Temple, and the Imperial Temple.
Construction supervision began now and was completed in the twelfth year of Jingtai.
This cost is entirely borne by internal funds.
The emperor is a rich man, so he doesn't feel bad about spending money.
The meeting ended.
Zhu Qiyu still had a whole afternoon of memorials to read, so he stayed up late to finish them.
However, while watching, Feng Xiao said that the Queen had arrived.
The concubine ceremony for Concubine Tang was completed in early June. Concubine Tang moved to Kunning Palace and was officially canonized as queen.
But her relationship with the emperor became subtle.
During these days, she was quite conscious. The emperor was sleeping in the Qianqing Palace, and she did not dare to disturb him without an edict.
"Let her wait in Qianqing Palace. After I finish reading the memorial... she will go there."
Zhu Qiyu was quite reluctant.
Feng Xiao didn't dare to talk nonsense.
After reading the memorial for a long time, Zhu Qiyu felt inexplicably irritable. He put down the memorial, got up and walked around, stretching his muscles, before going to Qianqing Palace.
The capital city in June is unnervingly hot.
Enter the Qianqing Palace.
"I would like to express my greetings to Your Majesty, and wish Your Majesty long live, long live, long live!" Empress Tang bowed respectfully.
"Queen does not need to give a grand ceremony."
Zhu Qiyu passed her and sat on the chair, his face tense and without any smile.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Empress Tang became slightly fatter and her face was rounder, which added a bit of charm.
She stood up and came slowly.
An Ran sat opposite the emperor.
She is the empress of the world, the real wife, no longer a concubine or a concubine!
Therefore, she is qualified to sit across from the master.
She exercised her matronly power unstintingly.
Zhu Qiyu didn't speak either.
"Your Majesty, Qi'er can understand poetry."
"When he captured Zhou, he captured The Analects of Confucius."
"I thought that he must be promising..."
Queen Tang's voice became lower and lower.
Because the emperor seemed not interested in knowing Zhu Jianqi's situation.
Nonsense, what does it mean if a child catches his week? ,
Besides, when Zhu Jianqi arrested Zhou, the palace maids and eunuchs tried their best to guide him to seize the book.
Zhu Qiyu didn't criticize her, and nodded slightly: "Qi'er is very talented and a good scholar."
Empress Tang smiled: "Yes, yes, Qi'er will definitely study hard and make your Majesty happy."
"Is this what the queen will talk about when she comes to the Qing Palace?" Zhu Qiyu didn't want to talk in circles.
He hasn't had a concubine recently, and he really doesn't want to be a fertility machine.
The birth of several children made him very anxious.
It actually made him lose interest in sowing.
As Bai gave birth to his son, he already had seven sons.
Empress Tang's smile froze slightly, and her eyes showed waves: "Your Majesty..."
"I have been discussing with the ministers all afternoon. I am really tired. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I want to rest in peace."
Zhu Qiyu issued an order to expel guests.
But he still saved some face for Empress Tang and told her the reason.
"I have come to see Your Majesty."
"I want to give advice to Your Majesty. Princess Changde has been staying in the palace for a long time, so it is inevitable that people will make irresponsible remarks."
"I would like to invite you back to the princess mansion."
Empress Tang was so bold to speak ill of her sister-in-law because she wanted to take over the power of the empress.
Although she is a queen, the power of the harem is in the hands of Empress Dowager Sun, Empress Dowager Wu, and Changde. She is still a decoration.
Zhu Qiyu glanced at her: "Changde is in the palace, helping the Empress Dowager to manage the Sixth Palace. This makes you, the queen, an empty queen, so you want to expel her from the palace?"
Empress Tang was startled and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, I will never dare to think of fighting for power."
"Not yet?"
Zhu Qiyu was too lazy to say anything more: "Get out."
Empress Tang's delicate body trembled. She could see the look of disgust in the emperor's eyes. He was despising her!
What did I do wrong?
Am I wrong to fight for a status for my children?
Empress Tang's delicate body trembled, she slowly kowtowed and said with tears in her eyes: "I, my concubine, retire."
The concubine is ignorant.
If it is difficult for him to be the emperor, why should Zhu Qiyu give him a good look?
I gave them a good face, who will give it to me?
Zhu Qiyu glanced at her back and murmured to himself: "You want the queenship, I will give it to you."
"If you want your son to be the crown prince, I can give it to you."
"But where do you go from here?"
No emperor likes a scheming woman.
In the eyes of the powerful, women are just accessories of power.
In the eyes of the emperor, everyone is an accessory to the imperial power.
"Feng Xiao, go and beat Changde."
Zhu Qiyu was too lazy to speak anymore.
Feng Xiao was frightened. The emperor and empress were at odds, and they were afraid that gossip would spread again.
The Empress of the Tang Dynasty relied on tricks to win the throne. Her reputation among the harem plummeted, but Concubine Tan, who gave birth to twins, was highly praised.
"A slave to serve the emperor and put him on his pillow?" Feng Xiao said cautiously.
After a long time, Zhu Qiyu responded.
The previous dynasty was busy, and the harem did not allow him to worry about it. He had to find a way to make the harem more stable.
And in Hubei.
Bian Yong returned from Luzhou Prefecture and reported his wealth.
At the same time, he received a secret order from the emperor in Hubei, telling him to rush to Annan before the rainy season, so that he could experience more of the beautiful scenery of the Ming Dynasty along the way.
This is a paid tour, but traveling to Bian Yong requires caution.
The rich man drove him towards weapons.
Bian Yong did not dare to delay the important events in Hubei. After arriving at Huangzhou Mansion, he saw Nian Fu leading people to resettle the refugees.
Jiangxi sent a total of 340,000 refugees.
There is no place for Huangzhou to be accommodated.
More than half of them will be placed in Wuchang Mansion.
Huangzhou Prefecture and Wuchang Prefecture border Jiangxi Province and have similar living habits, so this placement will be easier for the refugees to accept.
Nian Fu personally settled the situation and became mingled with the refugees.
The retinue advised him several times to beware of assassination.
Nian Fu's resettlement of the refugees violated the interests of the local wealthy families. The wealthy families would inevitably send people to assassinate Nian Fu in an attempt to terminate the New Deal.
However, Nianfu only increased the number of guards and continued to fight on the front line.
He also suffered assassinations, but remained determined.
When Bian Yong saw Nian Fu, he looked like an old farmer. His originally fair skin had become tanned, his slight fatness had become lean, and his speech was mixed with a few Huangzhou dialects, giving him a bit more of an earthy flavor.
But Bian Yong saw a minister who governed the world.
If the Ming Dynasty were richer for a few more years, why would the country be worried?
Nian Fu received Wang Cheng's letter with a smile on his face: "Ke Zhen, you have made great achievements in this battle!"
Ke Zhen is the Chinese character for Bian Yong.
Bian Yong didn't understand why: "Sir, students are just running errands and delivering letters, how can you dare to take credit?"
"Hahaha!"
Nianfu stroked his beard and smiled: "Ke Zhen, tomorrow morning, we will follow my governor to defeat the enemy!"
Are you being too hasty?
170,000 bandits, plus refugees, a total of 300,000 people?
Just go ahead and fight if you say so?
Nian Fu did not explain, but asked him to rest early and go deep into the Dabie Mountains after dawn tomorrow.
Dabie Mountain is an endless mountain range with steep and difficult mountain roads. Without a guide, you will get lost while walking normally.
Moreover, the bandits had already built fortifications.
If you go in rashly, you will be dead.
Before dawn the next day, soldiers were gathered in the school field and marched out. Nian Fu led 30,000 Hubei troops and marched into the Dabie Mountains.
Bian Yong accompanied him.
He thought he was going to die, but along the way Nianfu spoke in a relaxed tone, rode a fast horse, and talked and laughed during breaks.
The smart Bian Yong knew that Nian Fu was really confident.
To go deep into the Dabie Mountains, enter from Changling Pass and go all the way north.
Changling Pass is a pass in the middle of the Dabie Mountains. You can go north or south. Although you are rich, you do not hesitate and rush all the way north.
Bian Yong vaguely guessed that Nian Fu should have planted spies with the bandits.
This spy is of a very high level and can know the core information of the bandits and the defense plans in the Dabie Mountains.
But what surprised Bian Yong was that Nian Fu and his army galloped all the way without hiding any traces. They encountered some refugees along the way, but did not encounter a large army.
Are the thieves hiding?
Driving in a hurry, Bian Yong couldn't find a chance to ask.
However, Nianfu was at the mouth of Wushuiguan River. He first let the soldiers rest, drink water and eat to replenish their energy. After running for nearly three hours, these Guangxi wolf soldiers were also exhausted.
If their newly married daughter-in-law hadn't been hanging on to them, they would have rebelled long ago.
After resting for half an hour.
Nianfu pointed to the other side of the river, ordered the general to dismount, and waded across the river with the soldiers. They saw the built houses on the low mountain peaks.
It is an empty martial arts arena and rows of barracks.
This should be a training ground.
There was no one.
After the Hubei Army rushed in, faint screams were heard in Bianyong behind the army.
Soon, many bandits were dragged out of the camp.
All of them were holding their stomachs and wailing, their faces were sallow, like people who were seriously ill.
"Sir, what is this?" Bian Yong looked confused.
And many bandits were pulled out of the barracks.
These people didn't run away, but got sick in the barracks, and everyone got sick together!
Nianfu stroked his beard and smiled: "This is my confidence!"
"Kezhen, I sent you to contact Commander Wang in South Zhili. Do you know the meaning now?"
When I was young, I was studying for the entrance examination.
Bian Yong was stunned: "It's a lie that you sent students to Nanzhili, but it's true that you sent poison into the Dabie Mountains!"
When he was rich, he got off his horse and asked people to count the thieves.
Then we have to go to the next barracks.
Be fast.
After finishing his work, he said: "Kezhen, you are half right."
"This Governor has no poison."
"But sending you to Nanzhili is indeed a lie."
"I have an internal agent from the bandits around me, so the bandits can know every move of the Hubei Army in advance."
"Moreover, there are some people in this province who are connected with bandits, keeping secret information and transporting money and food to these people."
"So this governor cannot suppress the bandits at all, and the suppression is useless."
"And after I saw you, the governor thought of doing the opposite."
"Secretly sending you to South Zhili."
"I bypassed everyone and sent you directly. It feels very mysterious. As long as you think about it with your heart, you will know that you were sent to ask for help."
"But in fact, this governor has launched the empty city plan and didn't ask you to do anything."
"But some people will definitely think too much. To deal with smart people, you have to seize their weaknesses."
Nian Fu smiled and said:
"And Ou Xin's reputation has spread to Hubei, and the expressions of Hubei bandits have changed."
"When Ou Xin led his troops to block the South Zhili Pass, the bandits in the Dabie Mountains continued to flow north, and they did not dare to stay in the mountainous areas near South Zhili."
"So I, the governor, sent people all the way north."
Nianfu was chatting with Bian Yong while making arrangements.
"This is called repairing the plank road openly and secretly visiting Chencang."
"The governor used his internal agents to keep his troops awake all night, disguised as merchants, and infiltrated the bandits."
"It was a big deal if we didn't take it back that night. We first got the defense map of the Dabie Mountains, and then sent a batch of moldy rice into the Dabie Mountains."
Nian Fu laughed: "Kezhentong has read a lot of books. He should know that moldy rice is poisonous and should not be eaten easily."
"The governor sent people to clean the moldy rice, disguise it as old rice, and sell it into the mountains."
"It's fine if you eat it once or twice, but if you eat moldy rice for a long time, you will be poisoned."
"That's why this scene happened."
Bian Yong took a breath of air.
Being rich is really cruel.
Selling moldy rice to thieves cost 300,000 lives. Nianfu didn't blink an eye, and although he didn't kill with his own hands, he didn't know how many people died because of him!
Bian Yong is still young after all. In a war, you will die or I will die, so naturally you have to find ways to kill the enemy.
"May I ask, sir, what do you call me if you don't collect money that night?"
Young people are always curious about certain heroes, rather than looking at the essence of events.
"Zou Chang!"
Nian Fu said calmly: "It was sent from Dongchang."
"It is said that this person is good at hiding, good at gathering information, and decisive in doing things."
"This time he has achieved great success, but I don't know if he is lucky enough to survive!"
If thieves eat moldy rice, Zou Chang must eat it too.
It all depends on Zou Chang's fate.
Zou Chang?
Bian Yong's pupils shrank, this name was a bit unfamiliar.
Although he had not served in the palace for a long time, he knew the people around the emperor very well and had never heard of Zou Chang's name.
Such an astute person should not be a nobody.
He was also recommended by Shu Liang, which shows that he has a deep foundation.
So who is he?
"Mount!"
Nianfu stopped talking and left a few people to guard the prisoners. He got on his horse and picked out a camp.
Bon voyage.
But they encountered resistance near Huangtuguan.
When fighting a war when you are young, you need to be cautious first, crush with heavy troops, win with force, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, be happy about victory but not discouraged by defeat, and retreat in time when the situation is not good.
Fighting like this is ugly, not heroic at all, not exciting at all, but it can maintain a long victory.
According to the city defense map sent by Zou Chang, Nian Fu knew that the bandit leaders gathered near Mulinguan Pass near Guangshan County, Henan.
So Nian Fu marched all the way in a hurry. After setting up the camp, he left a few people to guard it while the others continued northward.
Galloping all the way.
Originally, the bandit leaders gathered at the intersection of the three provinces.
But after Ou Xin led his troops to block Nanzhili, they were afraid of Ou Xin and would definitely flock to Henan.
Their plan was very clear. Once the Hubei officers and soldiers entered the mountains to suppress the bandits, and they were unable to retreat, they would enter Henan through the pass and go to Henan for food.
Nian Fu led his troops along the way and encountered several waves of resistance, but was easily suppressed by the Guangxi wolf soldiers.
The strength of the bandits lies in their movements, rather than actual attack. In a head-on confrontation, ten bandits cannot defeat one Ming army.
Now trapped in the Dabie Mountains, the thieves have completely lost their opportunity and can only become fat meat on the chopping board.
The Ming army's magic soldiers descended from the sky.
At night, he suddenly broke into the barracks near Mulingguan and took away the thief's head.
One by one begged for mercy.
The weather is hot, and these thieves are gathering around to drink porridge.
They also want big fish and meat, but the problem is that the bandit suppression outside is fierce, and it is extremely difficult to obtain supplies in the Dabie Mountains.
It’s good to be able to drink porridge. It’s considered a good life.
Many refugees eat tree bark. I don’t know how many people have died of hunger this month.
Those refugees were also depressed. They thought they would escape the government and go to the Dabie Mountains to eat and drink, but in the end they couldn't even eat. They might as well be refugees in three provinces!
The problem is that the land in the Dabie Mountains is barren and not many crops can be grown!
There is no way to feed a population of 300,000 people!
The refugees starved to death one after another. They wanted to go out to beg for mercy from the government, but they were killed by bandits. As a result, they had to eat dirt in the Dabie Mountains to survive.
Everyone's stomach is so full that they can't even take it out, and they are on the verge of starving to death.
The problem is, the smell of rice comes from the food spot outside the pass every day.
The refugees inside smelled the fragrance and sat on the ground crying.
Not only the refugees have nothing to eat, but even the low-level bandits have nothing to eat.
Even with the support of large households, it would be impossible to feed 300,000 people.
Only the henchmen of each bandit leader can have a full stomach.
Thanks to Zou Chang, batches of grain were delivered, which alleviated the hunger of the bandits. However, within a few days of eating, everyone suffered from vomiting and diarrhea.
There are really a lot of bandits killed.
"Sir, let me have a bite!" A bandit knelt on the ground and begged.
Nianfu was sitting at the table, and the rice porridge in his bowl smelled rancid.
His eyes narrowed: "You are not the leader of thieves, where is the leader of thieves?"
"I am Sha Tongtian, I am Sha Tongtian!" The wailing bandit kept kowtowing.
"Sha Tongtian, are you brave enough to take a name, and are you not afraid of losing your descendants?"
Nian Fu sneered: "Sha Tongtian must be a fat man, why are you a thin man!"
"Look at your belly again. It's so big. Is it because you eat dirt?"
"Tell me, where is the leader of the thief?"
Bian Yong was taken aback. According to Nian Fu's words, he tore open the thieves' clothes and found that they all had big bellies.
These people really don't look like thieves.
The refugees and low-level bandits can't eat, but the thieves can have enough to eat. There are people outside to protect them, so there is no shortage of food.
"Sir, the calluses on these people's hands are on their palms, not on their fingers. They are indeed farmers!" Bian Yong said.
He was rich but looked solemn. The bandit leader ran away, but he did not complete the work.
This Dabie Mountain is so big.
They only brought three days of food rations, and they still had to resettle the refugees. As long as the passes were opened and they communicated with each other, these people could disguise themselves as refugees and leave the Dabie Mountains, all in vain.
Zou Chang also disappeared, either dead or escaping with the bandit leader.
As for the latter, his identity has not yet been discovered.
Nian Fu thought for a while: "Take all these people down, imprison them, open Shuangshan Pass, and ask the soldiers outside the pass to transport a batch of food in!"
Shuangshanguan is located in Hubei Province, and Mulingguan is located in Henan Province, facing each other.
"Sir, do you plan to continue to track down the leader of the thief?" Bian Yong asked.
But Nian Fu asked him: "Kezhen, where do you think the leader of the thieves will go?"
"They must continue to run north. The Dabie Mountains are so big that there is no problem hiding tens of thousands of people." Bian Yong replied.
"Tens of thousands of people? How come there are so many people?" Nian Fu asked.
"Since the leader of the thief has escaped, his close men must take him away with him."
"Students guessed that they should continue to move north, towards Henan."
"Now that we have alerted the snake, it is very difficult to catch it."
The Dabie Mountains stretch for 380 kilometers, and it is impossible for the Ming army to block all the passes tightly.
Nian Fu thought deeply: "How much food will be consumed by tens of thousands of people?"
"The granaries in the defense map have all been taken away by me. How far can we run without food?"
"Have you never thought that they didn't run away?"
Bian Yong was shocked: "How is that possible?"
"Come here, gather all the refugees nearby and light the torches. I will inspect them one by one!"
"Sir, do you suspect that the thief is hiding among the refugees?" Bian Yong was surprised.
Nianfu didn't answer.
The army carried out raids along the way and also appeased a large number of refugees. When these refugees saw the officers and soldiers, they burst into tears and knelt on the ground waiting for relief.
But these refugees today are a little weird.
After the torch was lit, Nian Fu walked to the middle of the school field holding his knife.
The refugees who had been separated to comfort them became agitated again and were forced to walk to the school grounds.
The Hubei army gathered some of the rations and cooked them into rice porridge to feed the refugees.
Therefore, the refugees' hatred of the government and soldiers was greatly reduced, and they did not mutiny immediately.
"Select out those with normal bodies and put all the thin ones back to sleep!" People who are getting rich now start to pick.
Refugees and low-level thieves will certainly not be able to gain weight if they cannot eat.
Not even those with a big belly.
After more than an hour of picking, nearly 10,000 people were left.
Nian Fu waved his hand.
Archers and crossbowmen surrounded the school grounds.
The remaining people cried and howled: "Sir, please spare my life, we are all good people!"
"Good people? I think you are all thieves and chieftains!"
Nianfu himself drew his bow and shot a refugee who cried the most fiercely with one arrow.
"Why don't you recruit them from the ground up?"
Nian Fu shouted fiercely: "If you recruit them honestly, you can save one life. If you don't tell them, shoot them all!"
"Nian Fu, you are good at killing people, are you still a human being?" A refugee pointed at Nian Fu and scolded him.
"Are you Sha Tongtian?"
Nian Fu sneered: "You are the only Yingshan bandit who dares to call me by my name and is so angry, right?"
Sha Tongtian was active in the Yingshan area. He once gathered hundreds of thousands of people in Hubei to rebel and attack the city.
"You said you are a citizen, so why are you rebelling? Since you are rebelling, you are a rebel!"
He was old and white-haired, but he raised his crossbow and pointed it at the refugee: "I, the governor, don't say I will kill you. I will punish all your clans. It is justified!"
"Hahaha!"
The refugee laughed: "Brothers, have you heard this?"
"You still always talk about Zhao'an, Zhao'an, these bullshit officials don't take us seriously at all, how can they possibly order us?"
"They are all lying to us!"
"No matter what, we will all die. Let's fight them!"
Puff puff!
Arrows fell like rain.
Most of the nearly ten thousand people fell in a pool of blood, while the rest cried and begged for mercy.
Even though he is rich, he doesn't make pretense and doesn't let anyone go.
But Bian Yong felt that Nian Fu had gone too far in killing people. Although these people rebelled and committed crimes, they would not kill them all. Are there no real refugees among them?
However, the refugees who had just been expelled saw this scene with their own eyes.
I thought I was expecting a Bodhisattva, but instead I was expecting a King Yama!
This Governor of Hubei is not merciless at all in killing people!
Everyone was so frightened that they howled loudly.
"Shut up, everyone, anyone who cries will be killed!" Nian Fu yelled.
The refugees immediately stopped talking.
It is undeniable that with such a rough identification, many fish will slip through the net.
The rich man ordered the body to be cleaned up.
Then the refugees were called in for interrogation, and the leaders of the thieves were identified one by one.
After entering the house, Nian Fu exhaled thickly and his body was covered with cold sweat.
Those thieves and bandits disguised themselves as refugees are definitely not trying to become good citizens.
Instead, he planned to take advantage of the chaos and kill the officers and soldiers tonight.
Fortunately, the thief leader Sha Tongtian was looking for was so unlikeable that if he could find a henchman to play the role, he might be able to fool him.
He asked for water and washed his face.
Finally, he looked tired.
He was over sixty years old. He traveled for two days and fought a series of battles before he made another plan.
Already exhausted.
He leaned on the chair, sat for a while, and looked at the silent Bian Yong: "Does Kezhen think I am too cruel?"
"Tens of thousands of lives were lost to death with just one order from me."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to cleanse myself of such a crime."
Having said this, Nian Fu let out a long sigh.
Bian Yong did not dare to say it directly, but the implication was that he still complained that the young man killed too many people.
"Kezhen, do you think it is our army in Hubei that is stronger, or the refugees in Hubei?" Nian Fu asked him.
Bian Yong said without thinking: "Of course our army is strong."
Mingjun was equipped with good equipment and a long battle array. There were no weapons in the hands of the thieves.
"Ke Zhen, the enemy is victorious, the enemy is dark, and the Ming army will lose."
Nianfu wants to give this young man a lesson: "The Ming Army wins in the equipment, and the thief is competing in the terrain."
"And my Ming army entered the Dabie Mountain, and there was no blood battle so far.
"Today, I broke the thief camp again, all of which thought it was time to celebrate."
"Ke Zhen has thought that in case the thief attacked our army tonight, what would the old man and you end?"
The rich is too tired, adjusting a posture.
He came over and helped him, packed his disciples, took off the boots of the rich person in person, and made people scrubbing his feet, and washing his feet for Nianfu.
Nianfu values the spiritual strength of Bianyu, thinking that he is an created material.
Youyou said: "Although our army is strong, the army is scattered and there is no opportunity to overcome."
"To be honest, the old man doesn't understand the battle array."
"But the old man has never lost his soldiers. Can Ke Zhen know the reason?"
Shake his head while 镛.
Nian Fu washed his feet by him, and laughed: "Because the old man is cautious, cautious, accompanied by the old man's life."
"The old man knows that the soldiers are uncommon."
"When you are in charge, you must always understand the military heart, and the army's heart is changing anytime, anywhere. You have to make the most correct choice according to the changes in the military heart."
"It's like tonight."
"Our army was scattered, and I was stunned by victory, thinking that winning 300,000 thieves was a handle."
"So, the old man must be guarded by the thief's soldiers."
"But how can we compete for tens of thousands of thieves with the power of the old man?"
"So the old man can only kill Liwei first."
"The old man used blood to activate our army's war, and at the same time deterred the enemy chiefs, telling them that I will come tomorrow, and get it!"
Bian Yan felt that even if he deterred the enemy, there was no need to kill so.
Moreover, if you kill it like this, the fish in the exiles will definitely hate you even more?
They will definitely make waves among the citizens, and they will be more troublesome.
"This is just the first reason."
Nianfu laughed: "Civil officials are in charge of soldiers, not only considering the battlefield, but also outside the battlefield.
"Since entering Dabie Mountain, you should see the hungry people everywhere, the white bones and the wild."
"Ke Zhen can see hungry? Or is it a corpse?"
"Can you see one?"
Nianfu asked him.
Bian Yan stunned: "I didn't see it, what I saw along the way was white bones."
He also thought of the records in history books, and he was shuddering.
Hungry people are everywhere, and Yi Zi eats each other.
However, hungry people who are hungry do not necessarily eat children, and meat rot will eat!
He was extremely scared and felt disgusting.
Nianfu gave him the correct answer: "Those outsourcing people have become hungry and started eating people."
"How terrible people who eat people? Do you know?"
"Ke Zhen, you are from a rich family, you don't know the taste of hunger."
"The old man had a deep experience when he was young. When he was hungry to the extreme, he couldn't say that he could eat it!"
Nianfu sighed: "On the surface, these exiles and animals are harmless."
"Actually, they are all beasts of people."
"If you want to control these beasts, you can only tell them with blood that their life is in the caretable hand of Ben Governor!"
This is loud.
Nianfu is cultivating Bianzhang as a disciple.
Bian Bian wiped his feet, then poured off his foot washing water, and waited for the wealthy clothes.
"The meaning of adults is to come in from Shuangshan Guanyun Grain tomorrow. If there is no blood deterrent, will these expensive people do each other for the heavenly soldier sword?"
"Children can be taught."
Nianfu was lying on the hard board bed, his old waist, and said, "Yes."
"Blood to deter the citizen."
"If you open your positions tomorrow, you must listen to the order of this governor."
"Otherwise, there is only one end, it's dead!"
With the people, there is a knife as a thief; if there is food, it is the people, and there is no food to be the thief!
Therefore, this killing means killing chickens and monkeys.
"Students understand." Bian bowed and saluted.
"This is the second layer."
Nianfu laughed: "There is still the third layer, Ke Zhen, you think about it tonight, what is the meaning of the third layer?"
"The old man sleeps first, and then take the school to you tomorrow."
Bian Yan was stunned, and there was a third layer?
But these two days were too tired, lying on the bed, thinking that he fell asleep soon.
After waking up the next day, he kept thinking.
Until I saw the fascinating years, I was having breakfast, and I was rich in breakfast. There was only one bowl of porridge without a few rice.
In the middle of the school field, the bloody smell has not been dispersed.
At this moment, there was a porridge shed. All the exiles lined up to eat meals. The rich also stood nearby, drank a bowl of porridge, and drank the same as the exiles.
Today, all soldiers only eat this porridge.
About the evening, military food will come in.
There is no war today, and it is okay to eat it.
"Ke Zhen, can you think clearly?" Nianfu Bar finished the bowl and handed it to the side.
After taking the ritual, he took it over, and did not dislike it. He used the rich bowl of the year to beat a bowl of porridge, followed by drinking, and wiped his mouth after drinking.
"Students have some ideas, please be ax."
After Bian Yan finished eating, he took a gift and said seriously: "This third layer is for the Ming army."
"For two days of our army, we have to slap in Dashan. The soldiers are very hard."
"If there is no thief's head for war, the soldiers will inevitably be upset. At that time, the army's heart will not be attached, and it will be difficult to clean the thief."
Nianfu looked at him for a while, and suddenly laughed: "The sister -in -law can teach, call the governor to be a teacher."
Bian Yan was shocked, are you a bit too casual?
However, he immediately knelt on the ground for a big gift.
"This place is not a place of worship. The old man and you have a master and apprentice. After returning to Macheng, you can worship the teacher."
Nianfu attaches great importance to Bianyu.
He is getting older and bigger. Now he is a very man, and he is destined to have a history.
But the only thing that made him conceive was his children and grandchildren.
They are not instruments. Nianfu needs to weave a large net for the descendants. After his death, his students can protect their children and grandchildren. If they have a tool, they can help him.
The richness can be described as far -reaching.
"Teacher, in fact, the students also thought of the fourth floor."
Bian Yan's words made Nianfu look slightly and looked at him with a smile: "Say."
Bian Xun gave a gift: "Teacher, killing light thieves, can also make people outside feel at ease. You have to rule Hubei instead of killing light Hubei.
Nianfu looked at him seriously, his eyes flickered: "The old man accepted a good apprentice! The later life can be awesome, and the later life can be awesome!"
Suddenly, he was very satisfied with the student.
That's right, the fourth reason is the most important reason.
The Hubei Army is not clean. There are many spies in it. These people are the eyes of outsiders. They look inside!
Nianfu is to govern Hubei, not to kill Hubei. This sentence is good.
"Don't dare to be a teacher to praise." Bian Yan was deeply ritual.
That night, Shuangshan Guanshou will transport food in.
Seeing a large number of grains, the people were jealous, but they were afraid of the fire killing power of the crossbow.
The nearby flowers, when they heard the government's government coming in, were opening their positions to put food.
A large number of large quantities rushed here.
Nianfu does not worry about continuing to catch up.
Guan Yan was blocked, and these thieves could only exhaust their lives in the mountains.
There is no food supply, and in the end, you will only starve to death.
When he was hungry, he naturally got out of the mountain.
Two days after the whole rest, Nian Fu walked north slowly.
Get gap along the way, discern the thief, should kill and stay, clean and neat.
"Teacher, there are fewer and fewer people, indicating that the thieves are rolled away."
Under the training of the year, the horizontal level of the edge was raised.
"That's right."
Nian Fu said: "In the past few days, our army has reached about 100,000 flowers."
"There were 300,000 people who starved 50,000 or 60,000."
"The essence of the thief should have 30,000 people. He was killed more than 10,000 as a teacher, and there are still 20,000 left."
"They rolled up 100,000 flowers to the north ..."
"Hehe! It will only accelerate their demise!"
That's right.
If the thief is clever, he should abandon the exiles.
When there is no weapon, people and animals are harmless, and they are harmless when they are not hungry. When the flowers are hungry, they will show their teeth to the thief.
"Teacher, in case of those thieves ambush in front, do you want to deal with our army with crazy flowers?" Bian Xun thought about it.
If the thief drives the hungry people who are hungry and wait for the Ming army to enter the trap, they will release the people to bite.
This is a game.
Within the last moment, no one knows the winning or losing.
"So the teacher is very slow, and it is completely different from when I first entered Dabie Mountain."
Years of Fu Mushu said: "When they first entered Dabie Mountain, they all moved all the way, the purpose was to bring the thief's camp."
"Now, I am worried about entering the trap for the teacher and deliberately delay time."
"Even if there are suspicion of running the thief, at least our army will not make mistakes."
"In such a tug -of -war, only the party that made the mistake first will be defeated. Our army will never be defeated without making mistakes."
"Our army has sufficient grain and grass support along the way. Some doctors follow the army. Those who are sick can be sent to Guancheng at any time.
"As long as the other party makes a mistake, our army will win a lot of victory, in exchange for the biggest loss with the smallest loss."
End of the world with caution.
He and Ou Xin are completely two styles, both of which are two extremes.
Ou Xin used soldiers, a little sword, and the first soldiers were a little pleasant.
However, the years of wealthy soldiers are as slow as a turtle, cautious and cautious. I never make mistakes, so I wait for the opponent to make mistakes.
When Bian Yan learned, using soldiers would be a turtle.
"Teacher, our army has no choice but not to relax?"
After all, Bian Yan is young and wants to wave.
Who doesn't want to be a hero?
"Ke Zhen, you have to remember forever."
"When you are proud, you will definitely fall to your head even if you are uninterested in ten wins."
Nianfu said seriously: "The soldiers are so weird."
"Fighting is never looking at the strength of paper. How many battles are there in history?"
"In the final analysis, it is because the proud soldiers will lose."
"Remember, at less than the last moment, you must not have any relaxation, nor any rough mistakes."
"As long as any mistakes on the battlefield may be fatal."
"To tell you a word for the teacher, although it is compassionate, but the unified soldiers are benevolent. If you are a military general, you will be responsible for the soldiers and try to protect the soldiers of soldiers."
"But I want to have merit, I don't want to have it."
"So soldiers will support you, and you will be willing to live for you."
"And you can get the power of war through the power of soldiers."
"Remember to be a teacher, don't want to have merit but have nothing to do."
"Even if the war merits can be obtained at hand, you must think twice. You must be responsible for your own soldiers. There is only one life. Be sure to think twice."
Early salute.
Not everyone is a famous general!
But according to the game of rich years, as long as you live for a long time, you can be a famous general.
Why can Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi enter the temple? They are not as powerful as Guan Yu, but which two people have achieved the historical status higher than Guan Yu?
Damn is cautious!
Ensure that you do not make mistakes, wait for the opponent to make mistakes, and wait for the opponent to make mistakes.
This is the art of war!
Every year, wealthy goes all the way.
Bian Xun won a lot of benefits.
However, in the middle of Dachengguan and Jiuliguan.
A group of people kneeled in the middle of the road.
I thought it was a creampie.
As a result, I found that a guy holding a straw stick and lying on the stone, with a lot of swords on his head.
Seeing that the army was approaching, the man jumped up and saluted towards the army: "The last general Zou Yan, meet the governor!"
His voice was loud, and he heard the name at the edge of the front of the team.
"Are you not accepting Master Zou Zou at night?" Bian Yan quickly passed and rolled over the horse.
Zou Yan looked at the young literati, and his face was puzzled.
"The guards in the palace below, hearing the move of Master Zou, was quite shocking, and asked adults to get the next worship!"
Bian is a literati.
But never discriminate against the martial arts, let alone look down on the spies.
The emperor has not been formed at night, and is tied with the military division and the military officer.
Zou Yan heard the palace, and the corner of the eyebrow frowned slightly, and immediately relieved.
Hurry up and salute.
Talking, the rich man comes.
When the horse went, tightened the rope and turned over.
Taking a picture of Zou Yan's shoulder: "This battle, Zou Yan is the first achievement! Ben Governor will definitely give His Majesty, according to the actual work!"
"Master Xie." Every time Zou Yan mentioned the palace, the corner of the eyebrows twitched unnaturally.
It seems to be fear, and it seems to be resistant.
Nianfu asked who these people were.
Zou Yan pointed to these kneeling people, and they all introduced one by one, all of which were famous thieves, and they ran northward.
As a result, Zou Yan was counted, and finally ended up the end of Dao's begging.
This is a great achievement.
Nianfu guarantees that he does not make mistakes, but you can't guarantee it.
"Zou Yan, how did you do it?" Nianfu found that this person named Zou Yan is really personal.
Zou Yan laughed: "Just luck, he will take the opportunity to burn their grains, and then control these people with a brute force.
The so -called brute force is afraid of the trend of a husband?
Seeing what he said is easy, there are many difficulties and hardships.
"good!"
Nianfu laughed: "Ben Governor will make meritorious merit! Come, kill these people!"
Zou Yan was surprised. He thought that Nianfu would leave it to the Beijing Division to ask for merit.
I don't want to be more decisive, all killed, and they are suffering.
Then send someone to collect the flowers and thieves.
Those who are not obedient also kill.
The Huguang rebellion, which lasted a century, finally came to an end.
After nearly two months of wealth, he killed more than 20,000 thieves and harvested nearly 200,000 people. Since then, Hubei bandits have been cleared, and there is no thief for climate.
Nian rich reporting chapter, sent to the center.
Chaotang was rejoicing.
"The success of the year can be directly sealed!"
Zhu Qiyu praised: "I always thought that the rich is the talents of governing the government, but I don't want to. The rich is also a talent for the army!"
"I read the right thing, the success of the year, we must be high!"
"I give a golden charm!"
This battle was beautiful. The Ming Army lost minimalist losses, but the wealthy conquered 170,000 thieves, harvested 200,000 exiles, and cleared the Hubei bandits in World War I.
Although there is a cleverness and luck, the merit is the merit.
"His Majesty, Hubei bandits are cleared, Hubei will enter Dazhi!"
Geng Jiuzhong cheered: "Jiangxi moved into more than 300,000 flowers in Hubei. This year, the governor has obtained 200,000 flowers, and Hubei will not lack people."
"Wechen thought that the 200,000 people could not be placed in Huangzhou Mansion and Deanfu, and should be placed in Anluzhou."
After Chaotang cheered, it was necessary to properly resettle the citizen.
Wang Fu agreed: "His Majesty, Huangzhou Mansion and Deanfu are adjacent to Dabie Mountain."
"These exiles have the experience of crossing the mountains and bandits."
"If the skills are re -applied, you will enter again."
"We also need to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to get the bandits."
"You have to lose!"
"It is better to place it directly in Anlu Prefecture. Anluzhou is the middle of Hubei, and the houses of Hubei are sandwiched in all directions."
"Even if they want to rebellion, they have no land rebellion, they can only be honest and honest."
While serving the citizens, Chaotang is also guarding the second rebellion of the citizens.
The courtiers basically agreed.
Zhu Qiyu was considering: "Just place it in Anluzhou."
"Sheng'an Luzhou is Anlu Prefecture."
"Let the local government measure the land and set the exiles."
Long live the courtier mountain.
After the dynasty, Zhu Qiyu watched the secret of the year, and his expression was fun: "Zou Yan ..."
The name of Zou Yan was given by him.
It turned out that Zou Yan was called Mengzhou.
That's right, the Mengzhou who should die.
"Zou Yan set up a great achievement, and promoted to the deputy commander of the night." Zhu Qiyu settled directly.
This official position is more than enough.
The war ended in Dabie Mountain.
Bian Yan also embarked on the way to Annan.
Nianfu taught him a lot, and he was taught.
"Teacher, when the students return from Annan, they will serve the teacher in Hubei!" Bian Yan was reluctant.
He wanted to worship Xue Yan as a teacher.
Nowadays, wealthy New Year's Eve is a teacher.
Everyone has their own purpose and driven by their own interests.
Bian Yan was because he did not take the test, and wanted to worship Xue Xun as a teacher, to cultivate the scriptures, and go to the right way.
And being able to worship the New Year's Eve is equivalent to having the connections of the rich. The level of rich governance and the level of governance of the army is much stronger than Xue Xun.
The rich is the minister of the world, and he won the Holy Heart.
Now with this merit, it can be described as a golden body. His current goals have been fighting in the temple.
Bian Yan became a famous minister, and the benefits of harvesting are unimaginable.
He collapsed the road to south.
Before leaving, Nianfu was still cleaning up Dabie Mountain, and then moved the exiles to Anlufu.
These tasks have no great achievements, but they really do something for the people.
Bian Bian took a boat from Macheng and bypassed Jiangxi and walked to Hunan.
In Changsha Mansion, the emperor gave him the secret letter to him when he was out of Beijing.
Han Yonghe Nian is very different.
Han Yong is also a whole, but he is more inclined to be military. He has the assets of famous handsomeness, and he also gives full play to his strengths.
Different from Nianfu, Han Yong dialect is very small. He belongs to the type with little words.
Along the way, he saw the tragic situation of Hunan Tusi.
The captured Tusi people are digging the mountains.
In addition, Han Yong focused on repairing the river channel, communicated with a river, crushed the reefs, bombed the beach, and cast an excellent port.
Han Yong rarely played the center, but he has been doing it.
He is not like Zhu Ying. The play chapter advocated how many bandits he had killed, how many exiles were placed, and how Shandong governed.
It is not like Lin Cong. He is afraid of his hands in Henan and can show his ambitions.
I didn't want Fang Ying to be in both sides and culprit.
Han Yong was doing things silently. Inadvertently, he had done the premature pavement, the road was opened, the route was determined, the dense forest was cut off, and the training soldiers were trained.
As long as a large number of exiles come in, Hunan will be born.
Han Yong only lacks a good opportunity.
Bian Yan went all the way all the way and found that the people of Hunan were the most bitter. Many people were working hard, either to clean up the river or delay dense forest.
But Hunan people did not shout tired.
Because the previous life is even more difficult and difficult, the government's call for the service is given money to send money, and can make money, which is better than at home.
All the way down the river and enter Guangxi.
Throughout Guangxi, the biggest impression of the border is busy.
There are rows of cars and horses on the road; a line of fleets, business and selling in Guangxi.
There are many passers -by, who are in groups, and are migrating to Guangxi.
These people are wearing splendid, and they look luxurious.
Obviously, these are all Jiangxi clan, split out of the master's home, and obtained some family property, which immigrated to Guangxi.
Guangxi is also prepared, and the fields and houses are ready.
If you are afraid of the merger of the land elsewhere, Guangxi is the least afraid.
As long as the scholars are willing to come.
How much is the land that allows you to merge casually.
Initially estimated that there were nearly 100,000 people from Jiangxi immigrants to Guangxi.
These people will be distributed in all parts of Guangxi, picking them up to them, and then allowing them to set up schools to educate locals.
Xue Yan was in Guilin and established a school palace.
The emperor gave the name, Jingxuan learned the palace, and dialed a amount. The money of learning the palace was all out of the inside, and the next money was given to let Xue Xun accept it.
As a result, the sound of the construction of the school palace just appeared, and it was popular in the world. Countless students ran to Guilin, let alone spend money, but they were willing to enter the school palace to study.
Jingxuan, Xue Xun's number.
But Xue Yan didn't have time to teach in the school palace, and he was busy resettlement immigration.
The students also followed Xue Yan.
Xue Xun worked while teaching.
The reputation reached its peak.
Zhu Qiyu repeatedly praised Xue Xun and sent a Taiyi from Tai Hospital to make Xue Xuan pay attention to his body.
When I saw Xue Xun, I saw Xue Yan following a dozen students.
Bian Yan knew that he was also useless to come to Guilin. Xue Xun taught him the meaning of righteousness. Fortunately, he had lost his years and became a teacher.
"These scholars may not be accustomed to food in Guangxi. You have to prepare the tastes of Jiangxi people."
Xue Yan kept saying along the way, constantly instructions.
Let's go all the way.
Bian Yan suddenly ran to the house. Xue Xun didn't know in advance, so Xue Xun didn't show him.
Bian Yan was a little frightened by the emperor's knowledge.
In Hubei, Nianfu took himself into an exiles, practiced strong soldiers and defeated the bandits.
In Hunan, Han Yong was unknown, but was doing a lot of things.
In Guangxi, Xue Yan was obviously the head of Wen Zongkui, but in such hot weather, he looked at them one by one and told him.
The emperor chose the people in all provinces.
If the world's supervisor is the talents such as the rich, Han Yong, and Xue Yan, why is Daming unwilling?
These talents are Zhu Qiyu's eyesight, put them on the most correct official position, and only the bright light erupted.
Tomorrow is still a big chapter!
(End of chapter)
