Niu Jinxing, Song Xiance and Gu Junen, who were celebrating the New Year, were not in a good mood, so they all walked in with frowns on their faces.
The reason why I am not in a good mood is that I have no money to pay the "year-end bonus". The past year has been really hard, tiring, and dangerous for the Dashun Army, running back and forth, fighting so many battles, and killing so many people. In the end, I didn’t catch anything! Li Zicheng's "big boss" didn't make any money, and the guys below him were also empty-handed. As the New Year approaches, ordinary soldiers in the army only get one tael of silver each for food and wine...can they still feel better?
It's not that this tael of silver is too much or too little, but that everyone wants land, a wife, and a share of the fruits of victory.
Although Li Zicheng worshiped the ancestors of Xixia, he followed the Song Dynasty's thinking. He never thought about dividing the land and population among everyone. He only wanted to spend money to buy soldiers, and he thought about benevolent politics all day long.
The last co-owner of the world who thought so has been ousted by his son! And Li Zicheng didn't have a son as capable as Zhu Cixiang, so he still dared to think like this. How could he not be anxious to death? Fortunately, Li Zicheng also had Li Guo, his eldest nephew, and Li Laiheng, his eldest grandson.
Of course, these two people did not dare to rebel against Li Zicheng, but they jointly gave Li Zicheng a memorial that he had to pay attention to - the Ming Dynasty Tang Palace Chief Shi also knew that Li Yan of the Runing Palace was poaching the old camp of the Dashun Army! They also offered 100 acres of land (dry land) in Runing Prefecture and Fengyang Prefecture, with a monthly salary of 4 taels of silver, all-inclusive food and drink, and a high price of 50 taels of silver for bringing a horse to seek refuge... Hearing this news , Li Zicheng’s head is so big!
The old brothers under him have long been full of resentment, and they all want to be landlords! Now the Ming Dynasty not only gives land, but also gives more money than Li Zicheng! Fortunately, news is transmitted slowly in this era. Like later generations, Li Zicheng stopped fighting. All the heroes under his command went to Nanjing to submit their resumes...
"No need to kowtow, come here, come here... take a look at this." When Li Zicheng saw the three ministers about to kneel, he hurriedly waved to them and asked them to come forward to speak. He also handed over the memorial jointly signed by Li Guo and Li Laiheng. passed.
"Your Majesty, I would like to wish you a happy New Year!" Niu Jinxing forced a smile and walked up to Li Zicheng. He first said New Year's greetings, then took the memorial and opened it to read.
After he read it, he gave the memorial to Song Xiance, and Song Xiance gave it to Gu Junen after reading it. Soon the three of them looked at it again, and they all showed solemn expressions.
"Tell us everything." Li Zicheng asked.
"Your Majesty, Li Yan and Lady Hong are so hateful! We should send out troops to attack them!" Niu Jinxing and Li Yan had a bad relationship to begin with, and now they have their own masters. What else can be polite?
"How is it possible to attack Runing Mansion?" Song Xiance shook his head, "Now Wu Sangui is stationed in Luoyang, Duoduo is stationed in Pingyang, Zhang Xianzhong proclaimed himself emperor in November, and defeated Ma Ke... Where can we spare the money? ?”
Li Zicheng looked at Gu Junen again, and Gu Junen frowned, "Your Majesty... Li Yan is doing well in Runing Mansion! Should we also learn from him?"
"Study?" Li Zicheng chuckled, "How can I have so much money and land to seduce the strong men of the Red Thief?"
"Your Majesty, this is not what you want to learn."
"Then what to study?"
Gu Junen took a breath and said: "Your Majesty, we must learn from the Zhu Thief to divide the fields! We must divide the fields for the soldiers...If we don't divide the fields, people's hearts will be scattered!"
"This..." Li Zicheng was still hesitating.
Gu Junen stamped his feet, "Your Majesty! What are you worried about? The prince has confiscated tens of millions of acres of land to share, and the Tatars are occupying houses in Beijing and forcing the people to work as slaves. They Aren’t we all safe and sound now... Where are we from? What else can’t we do?”
yes! The red prince is orthodox, but he still confiscated the property and divided it up with so much land. The Tatars didn't care about the Manchu and Han families, so they enclosed land and occupied houses without discussion! We thieves are just thieves! You’ve already done the robbing of military pay in Beijing, so what else do you dare not do now?
"Well, it's not that I'm afraid of scholars chewing their tongues!" Li Zicheng shook his head, "Well, I feel that it's very difficult for the people to struggle to survive... Now that things are just a little better, they have been divided into tenants and given to those extremely vicious people. An old soldier of the camp. Isn’t this just out of the tiger’s den and into the wolf’s den? After all, the purpose of the uprising is to save the people, not to harm them!”
What he said... Niu Jinxing, Song Xiance, and Gu Junen were almost in despair after hearing this!
How can you, a rebel, brag so hard that you even believe it? Did you rebel to save the people? Didn't you rebel because the Emperor of the Zhu family owed you military salary and couldn't pay it? In order to overthrow the Ming Dynasty, how many people did you kill? You can't forget your roots as a human being! Those who are rebels must not forget their roots!
"Your Majesty," Gu Junen was also anxious and said to Li Zicheng, "If you feel embarrassed to attack fellow Shaanxi people, just divide the fields in Xiangjing Prefecture first! We have been operating in Xiangjing Prefecture for two years, and our foundation is stronger than elsewhere. Some.
Moreover, the land in Xiangyang is fertile, the rainfall is abundant, and the climate is relatively warm. There are no less than two million acres of irrigated land, and even the dry land is much better than the land in Shaanxi. If the emperor is willing to share the land in Xiangjing, at least tens of thousands of soldiers can gain something! "
Niu Jinxing also said: "Your Majesty, Huguang is a good place. It is a land of plenty and plenty of land. The land is extremely vast. There are more than 200,000 acres of registered land, and most of it is farmland and paddy fields. Shaanxi is far behind! If we can manage Xiangjing Okay, there is a way out..."
"Back off..." Li Zicheng frowned. Why did he become associated with "back off" now? They have already returned from Beijing to Shaanxi. Do they still need to return from Shaanxi to Xiangjing? This is really embarrassing!
"Alas!" Li Zicheng sighed, "That's all we have to do...but who can run Xiangjing?"
After thinking for a long time, Li Zicheng finally learned bad things! Because Huguang's retreat is too attractive, and his situation in Shaanxi is too difficult. Even if the Tatars don't come, it will be difficult for him to maintain it. Because the land in Shaanxi is too barren, the tax amount in the Ming Dynasty was only more than one million dan. What was it enough for?
"Of course it's Bohou," Gu Jun'en said. "Bohou's army is stationed in Nanyang, not far from Xiangjing."
Bohou's surname is Li, and now that Li Shuangxi is dead, Li Zicheng's bunch of concubines have failed to live up to their expectations, and there is still no movement in his stomach. Therefore, Li Laiheng, the son of Bohou Li Guo, is already the only candidate for "Shun Taizong"!
In addition, Li Guo also stationed tens of thousands of troops in Nanyang, all of whom were veteran soldiers! Now they are all brought to Xiangjing to participate in the "land reform". Once completed, Dashun's foundation in Xiangjing will be firmly established.
"Think about it, he is the only one..." Li Zicheng nodded, "Let Li Guo station troops in Xiangjing. Jun En, you gave me this idea, then you will become the prefect of Xiangjing and preside over it." Let’s redistribute the enclosure!”
