Chapter 316
Cheng Shijie was not a good man and a believer. He was very murderous. In Shandong, he killed more than 30,000 Kong Youde rebels. In Liaodong, he killed 40,000 Jiannu troops. Rivers of blood flowed like mountains of bones. In Luzon, in Nanyang...
It can be said that wherever Cheng Shijie has passed, there will definitely be rivers of blood. Even in the capital, he has not restrained at all. Now he dares to throw firecrackers at the ministers' homes. Who can guarantee that Cheng Shijie will not throw grenades at them?
The cost of impeaching Cheng Shijie was too high, and his life would be lost if he failed. On the contrary, it was politically correct to criticize Emperor Chongzhen. Even if he was punished by Emperor Chongzhen, he could become famous all over the world.
Emperor Chongzhen looked at the ministers and said angrily: "Who is the sycophant? Who is the jester?"
After hearing this, Wen Tiren lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes to rest, as if the emperor's anger had nothing to do with him.
The ministers also held their voices and held their breath, secretly guarding against fear.
Wu Zongda was forced to have no way out. He bit the bullet and said: "The sycophant is Cheng Shijie, the governor of Liaodong!"
Emperor Chongzhen was a little unbelievable when he heard Cheng Shijie's order coming from the mouth of this veteran minister who had been in the cabinet for three years since Chongzhen. Cheng Shijie was a capable minister in the eyes of Emperor Chongzhen, who could both govern the place and destroy the enemy Yu Zhengrui , turned the tide from extreme danger, and knew nothing about politics, and had offended all the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty, who could he use?
More importantly, Cheng Shijie also gave him a good reputation. Whether he let him govern Liaodong or let him manage Liaodong's army and military affairs, he did a great job. How could it be a crime to offend God if he had gained a reputation and reused such talents?
This is really unreasonable! Chongzhen couldn't figure it out, why did Cheng Shijie become a sycophant and a jester?
However, the civil service group did not think so. In their view, Cheng Shijie launched a large-scale Western education and miscellaneous education, and set up compulsory education in large schools so that everyone can afford to read, which caused the value of the word "scholar" to plummet. He also started mining, engaged in textiles, and developed industry. The simple folk customs of the people in Liaodong, Shandong and other places have been completely ruined by the strange and cunning gadgets. Everyone is proud of doing business and pursuing profit...
The most disgusting thing is that this guy also used cheap potato noodles to attack the grain market and forced many hoarding grain merchants to jump off the building. He used linen to attack the cotton market and caused heavy losses to Jiangnan cloth merchants. The bargain-basement price has caused many salt merchants to vomit blood due to losses.
The most disgusting thing is that this guy even snatched away the prince's right to educate. This is the patent of their civil servants. They have enjoyed this patent exclusively for almost two thousand years. Now, a warrior has snatched it away. How can they do it? Tolerate!
Such a guy is not a sycophant. Who is a sycophant?
Normally, everyone has nothing to do with that idiot, but now that a large-scale natural disaster has occurred and countless people have no food and clothing, of course they will take this opportunity to kill him! As for the people...after we kill that sycophant and jester, divide up his property, and then pick some out from between our teeth and give it to you, if unfortunately you starve to death, it can only be said that your life is bad. In short, we Everything these gentlemen do is for the benefit of future generations. We will never make any mistakes, only the world will be wrong!
After the dispersion of the dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen said angrily to the queen: "All the officials are too selfish. In this year of great disaster, they are only focusing on internal fighting, and no one has come up with any relief measures for me. This really makes me feel chilled." !”
Queen Zhou was silent for a long time and said: "Why not summon Duke Hai into the palace to discuss countermeasures?"
Emperor Chongzhen smiled bitterly: "Now the officials are eager to peel off his skin and eat his flesh..."
Queen Zhou said softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. Duke Hai is so powerful, he will definitely find a way!"
Chongzhen smiled even harder: "This is Tianwei, what can he do? Maybe I really have to wrong him for a while... Alas!"
Empress Zhou still said the same thing: "The Haiguo Guild has a solution!"
Queen Zhou was always confident, even to the point of blindness.
Emperor Chongzhen murmured: "I'm afraid he can't protect himself now? There's a blizzard in the capital, and it's probably going to be even worse in Liaodong. No one will be immune to natural disasters..."
Emperor Chongzhen didn't have an idea yet, but he still invited Cheng Shijie to the palace.
"Greetings to Your Majesty!"
"Cheng Qing, please excuse me and sit down!"
"I wonder why your Majesty summoned your ministers to come?"
Emperor Chongzhen told the story of what the ministers wanted him to do recently. Cheng Shijie had to do some popular science for Emperor Chongzhen, explaining the causes and processes of terrible natural disasters such as heavy rains, snowstorms, hail, typhoons, and droughts. Made popular science.
Emperor Chongzhen now knows that when rain falls on the ground, it will evaporate and turn into water vapor and return to the sky. The water vapor will condense when it is cold. If it is summer and autumn, it will turn into rain and fall back to the ground. If it is winter, it will turn into rain and fall back to the ground. It will turn into frost and snow, and it may turn into hail at the turn of spring and summer.
In order to prevent Emperor Chongzhen from not understanding, Cheng Shijie asked people to raise a stove in the imperial garden. Hot water was burning on the stove. As the water vapor rose, when the lid of the pot was suddenly opened, the water vapor encountered the cold The air turned into snowflakes, which started to fall one after another.
Cheng Shijie laughed and said: "If you find a way to lower the temperature of the pot lid below zero, the water droplets will turn into ice beads and attach to it. These are natural phenomena, don't make a fuss. The so-called power of God is actually a fart!"
Emperor Chongzhen pointed at Cheng Shijie and said, "You really... dare to say anything!"
Queen Zhou's complexion turned slightly pale. In the eyes of the ancients, "Heaven" was extremely mysterious and majestic, dominating everything. Even the almost demigod emperors had to call themselves "Son of Heaven" and considered themselves God's favorites. These concepts were deeply rooted and influenced the Chinese people for decades. Over the past thousand years, especially with the help of Confucianism, it has become even more solid.
However, Cheng Shijie now revealed it to them without hesitation: the so-called "sky" is just formed by the water vapor that evaporates from the ground. It is ethereal and has no divine power at all! It is very stupid to attribute natural disasters to the emperor's immorality and God's anger. When encountering such a natural disaster, it is very foolish to not think of ways to organize people to provide disaster relief, and to place hope in the emperor's edicts to appease God's anger and eliminate natural disasters. That is not only Shirking responsibility is a waste of human life!
"I'm right!"
Cheng Shijie continued: "Some hail disasters can also be resolved. As long as they are discovered in time and try to use rockets to spread salt, dry ice, silver iodide and other things into the cold clouds, large hail can be turned into small hail, and small hail can be turned into small hail. rainwater, thereby reducing losses.”
"Are you trying to rebel against heaven?"
Queen Zhou also stayed for a long time before saying: "Hai Guogong... is really too bold, so whimsical!"
Queen Zhou looked at Cheng Shijie and said, "It would be a good thing if these methods can be proven to be effective. At least Your Majesty, you don't have to bear so many infamy!"
At this time, Fan Wencheng spent eight days and eight nights arriving in Shenyang after killing more than 80 horses.
It was very cold in the Shenyang Palace. Huang Taiji was sitting on the soft couch with a terrifyingly gloomy face.
"My servant pays homage to King Khan!"
"Fan Qing, you're here!"
Huang Taiji's eyes, which were originally a mass of deathly gray, appeared with a glint of light: "Come here, please sit down!"
"Thank you, King Khan!"
Huang Taiji looked at Fan Wencheng and said, "Fan Qing, how much food did you bring when you came back this time?"
Fan Wencheng opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Only then did Huang Taiji realize that Fan Wencheng's complexion was very poor. There were blisters at the corners of his mouth and frostbite everywhere on his face and hands.
"Someone...come here!"
When the imperial doctor from the palace came over, he began to diagnose and treat the unconscious Fan Wencheng. Fortunately, Fan Wencheng's problem was not serious. He looked very embarrassed. He was just overworked. He drank some ginseng soup and slept for a while. Can be restored.
Huang Taiji didn't dare to be careless and squatted directly in front of Fan Wencheng's bed. He actually sat there all night. If it was three years ago when Jiannu had not been defeated, Huang Taiji would never have done this to Fan Wencheng. But the problem is that now Jiannu With no way out, Fan Wencheng is the only hope in Huang Taiji's heart.
Fan Wencheng slept for six full hours before slowly waking up.
When Fan Wencheng opened his eyes, he found someone sleeping next to him. He moved slightly, and Huang Taiji woke up: "Fan Qing, are you awake? Great!"
"How can a slave be so virtuous as to bother King Khan like this..."
Fan Wencheng was very moved when he saw Huang Taiji staying in front of his bed all night. He felt moved in his heart that a soldier would die for his confidant.
"How do you feel, Fan Qing? Come here, find the imperial doctor..."
Before Huang Taiji could finish speaking, Fan Wencheng said: "King Khan, my servant is fine, but now Dajin is facing a life-and-death crisis and has to deal with it carefully!"
"Ben Khan also knows, but the question is, what to do now?"
Huang Taiji smiled bitterly and said: "These days, the ministers are arguing, saying that they want to attack North Korea!"
"Absolutely not!"
Fan Wencheng said with a wry smile: "Now North Korea's northern defense line is defended by Ning Haijun. They have put more than 20,000 troops on this defense line. Once we march towards North Korea, Ning Haijun will defend it from Shuangcheng Guard and Jinzhou. The direction is to attack us. No matter how many people and horses go to North Korea, it is difficult for even one person or one horse to come back!"
"I, the Khan, also know it, but the question is, are we, Daijin, just waiting to die like this?"
Huang Taiji murmured: "I am not willing to give in, I am not willing to give in..."
"King Khan is not willing to give in, and the slaves are also not willing to give in. But the problem is that the enemy is strong and I am weak. This is something that no one can do. At the beginning, the former master could use fewer enemies to defeat many and weak ones to overcome strong ones. That was because the opinions within the Ming Dynasty were not unified. Some people call for war, and some call for peace, but Ning Hainan is a military group that started with war, and the thing they are not afraid of the most is war!"
Fan Wencheng smiled bitterly and said: "Our only way now is to march to the Hetao, using Ordos and Tumochuan as our foundation, recharge our batteries, and plan for the future!"
Developing the Hetao and exploring Ordos is a plan formulated by Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng. Fan Wencheng has already made a good start. If there is no snow disaster, next year, he plans to move an additional 100,000 people to the Hetao area. By then, Fan Wencheng can Millions of acres of farmland are managed in the Hetao area, supporting hundreds of thousands of workers.
It's a pity that the plan could not keep up with the changes. The heavy snow disrupted Fan Wencheng's plan. Now the heavy snow makes it impossible for the Jin Kingdom in Shenyang to hold on. It needs blood transfusions from Fengzhou. But the problem is that Fengzhou has just started. If grain is transferred, next year's spring farming will be in crisis.
What's more, Mongolia has now moved south, and the Great Wall defense line has been put under martial law. It is impossible for Dajin to surprise Ming Dynasty and sneak attack Ming Dynasty. The only way is to attack head-on.
The problem now is that in the entire Great Wall defense line of the Ming Dynasty, Liaodong is definitely the richest, but the defense line of Liaodong Ning Navy is the most difficult to defeat, and even if all the troops and horses of the Jin Dynasty are pressed up, it may not be possible to break through Ning. The navy's defense line and the Guan Ning Army's defense line are slightly weaker. However, if they dare to attack the Guan Ning Army's defense line, the Ning Navy will 100% dispatch it.
It would be relatively easy for Datong, Xuanfu, Jizhou and Ningxia to use them, but the problem is, even if they successfully break through the Great Wall defense line, so what?
Ningxia, Gansu, Shaanxi, Shanxi, Xuanfu, Datong, and Jizhen are all poor places. The northwest has been desolate due to rogue bandits. Even if they cross the Great Wall, they will not be able to grab much food.
Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng chatted for a long time, but did not find a solution to the problem. However, just when Huang Taiji was a little lost his composure, he saw that Fan Wencheng was full of confidence.
"Does Fan Qing already have a countermeasure?"
"I can't talk about countermeasures, just some mature ideas!"
"Appreciate further details!"
"Our only way to survive in Daikin is actually in Liaodong!"
"Liaodong?"
Huang Taiji said in disbelief: "How is that possible?"
"My slave is not absolutely sure, so we can only give it a try!"
Fan Wencheng said: "Fengzhou can place 40,000 horses and no more than 50,000 at most. They can carry dry food on the road. The slaves have already arranged food and accommodation in Fengzhou."
Huang Taiji nodded and said: "If there are no more than 50,000 people, doesn't that mean that more than half of the Eight Banners will die?"
"It's not that serious. The frozen cattle and sheep will not spoil for the time being. I plan to sell these cattle and sheep to Liaodong, exchange for some grain from Ning Haijun, and take away 50,000 people from Shenyang. The pressure will be much less!"
This is the only way Fan Wencheng can think of to solve the problem.
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Liaodong also suffered a serious snowstorm, but the situation in Liaodong is different from that in Gyeonggi. Since Liaodong is an emerging place, there are almost no houses that are more than five years old. Even the newly built houses are made of very solid materials, especially many Wealthy people all use reinforced concrete to build their houses, and at worst, they use pine or fir as the main beams.
Such a house will be overwhelmed by snow when it encounters heavy snow. The problem is that there have been many cases in Liaodong where the snow blocked the doors and windows, and the people inside the house were poisoned by carbon monoxide or carbon dioxide because they burned coal for heating.
The day after the snow stopped, the Liaodong Administrative Committee received orders from Cheng Shijie and began active disaster relief, mainly clearing roads and checking remote villages and towns. Due to the special environment of Liaodong, the current Liaodong is not the kind of natural village that will be seen in later generations. Although the smallest administrative unit is one hundred households, the problem is that when the town was built, ten hundred households were put together.
Although there are some inconveniences at work, some people build a few small houses on their own fields to live temporarily during busy farming hours. It can be said that the biggest impact of the snowstorm in Liaodong on the people in Liaodong is the inconvenient transportation and the inability to visit relatives. Friends, that's all.
Life in Liaodong is getting richer and richer. Every household in Liaodong has a surplus of food, especially the stored briquettes, which are enough to burn for at least half a year. There will be no food problem in a short time. As for the vegetable problem, every household in Liaodong also has a cellar with edible food stored in it. Months of food and vegetables.
Fan Wencheng arrived in the area controlled by the Ning Navy in Liaodong when the soldiers and civilians of Liaodong were cleaning the snow-covered roads. Fan Wencheng looked at the groups of Ning Navy officers, holding shovels, brooms, and various tools. Clear snow.
Many Ning navy officers laughed and said: "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. With this snow, next year will be another good harvest!"
"It's a pity that food prices are getting lower and lower, and farming is becoming less and less profitable!"
Fan Wencheng watched Ning Haijun's officers gathering in large numbers. He did not believe that Ning Haijun was clearing away the snow. In his eyes, it was fortunate that Jiannu had not made a plan to go south, otherwise it would have been tragic.
(End of chapter)
