Of course what Li Guo said is correct. Dashun was able to resist the Ming Dynasty for so many years with a corner of Sichuan and Yunnan. The key is to be more even!
Although the "average" of Dashun has gradually changed as the country was founded, the upper class represented by the Eight Kings of Political Affairs became richer and richer, while the lower class soldiers became poorer and poorer due to years of military service. However, the gap between the rich and the poor in Dashun is incomparable to that in Zhu Ming, and the change between rich and poor in Dashun generally follows the principle of making a hole, that is, military merit determines the rich and the poor.
Of course, Dashun's averageness and profit are only for the government soldiers. Farmers are not qualified to be equal to the government soldiers, and they rarely have the opportunity to become government soldiers through meritorious service and land transfer...
However, Li Jicheng's robbery business in India completely broke the balance of the military class in Dashun Prefecture.
Those soldiers who followed Li Jicheng to India had at least a few hundred taels of income - a soldier with 40 shi had not earned this much in ten years, and the income of the soldiers had to be used to meet military service expenses, no matter how careful they were. , you may not be able to save a few taels of silver in a year. For a military household that could afford hundreds of taels of silver at a time, the head of the household would probably have a high official position.
Their official positions were either created with swords and guns, or they were reincarnated based on their abilities!
Now a group of government soldiers followed Li Jicheng to visit Tianzhu Kingdom. To be honest, they didn't fight much and they all became rich after returning. Everyone has received wealth that does not match their merits and official positions. What does this make those soldiers who did not follow them to Tianzhu to make a fortune think? How could they still feel at ease and fight against the powerful Ming army?
Now everyone knows that the Indian side has weaker soldiers and more money, as well as exotic Brahmins, Kshatriya beauties and lovely folded horses. Although there is also deadly malaria, it is much better than the Myanmar side - go there Myanmar is a land-clearing and farming community, so it is of course easy to get sick. But when you go to India to be a "Kshatriya Lord", you open your mouth and stretch out your hands when food comes. How can you easily get sick?
And the most important thing is that there are no endless Ming armies in India!
The long-term tug-of-war on the front lines in Shaanxi, Huguang, and Sichuan has caused considerable war weariness among the Fubing households in Dashun. The Fubing households are business entities that are responsible for their own profits and losses! The cost of the war falls on them. If the output of the land and the subsidies from the Dashun court are not enough to cover the cost, the military households will go bankrupt!
The Ming army is all state mercenaries. They work for money and receive generous rewards when fighting. As long as the court does not go bankrupt and the casualties are within the tolerable range, they will fight with more and more vigor!
And the soldiers in Dashun Prefecture, who are becoming increasingly poor as they fight, will be better off if they meet them?
Therefore, the long-term war between Ming and Shun Dynasty has made the 600,000 soldiers of the Dashun Dynasty quite tired. If it were not for "an advantageous hole", the soldiers of the government would have started to flee in large numbers... But Dashun's side was inevitably at a disadvantage.
Li Guo, who was terminally ill but very clear-minded, also knew that he could not stop the people below him from seeking wealth and change - human beings are ultimately dissatisfied! So I started crying while talking.
The old man cried and said: "When we and Ada started the army, how could we have thought that we would be as prosperous as we are today? We just thought that we would be prosperous in the future, and we would be satisfied if we could have meat and steamed buns to eat... The following is Brothers are just looking for a way to survive! Now they have been the emperor for 17 years. Those people are either kings or marquises, and there are also earls and viscounts. They are tired of eating roujiamo. Why are you still not satisfied and want to think about it? What about Jinshan, Yinshan, Huma, Huji?
If the warriors all go to Tianzhu to rob Jinshan, Yinshan, Huma, and Huji, who will protect Sichuan and Yunnan? Leghorn, he doesn't have long to live, he can finally have a grand burial! But what should you do? Dashun is going to die in your hands..."
While Li Guo was crying and teaching his son a lesson, Li Jicheng, grandson of Dashun, was stopped by a group of princes and generals at the foot of Mount Wuhua.
Although Li Jicheng was the great grandson, because he, Ada Li Laiheng, married Qin Wang Sun Kewang's daughter and gave birth to several sons, his status was always unstable, and he was not liked by Li Guo. Therefore, most of the princes and generals of the Dashun Dynasty were prime ministers. Not even close to him.
But this time everyone's attitude changed. When they heard that he had entered Kunming City, they all ran to the foot of Wuhua Mountain to greet him - this was not to welcome the grandson, but to welcome the God of Wealth!
Before Li Jicheng and his party reached the gate of Wuhua Mountain (the gate of Wuhua Palace), the sharp-eyed princes and generals had already seen His Highness Taisun, and they all raised their thumbs in admiration.
"What a good horse! It's the same horse as the Zhu family's cuirassiers... I heard that in the Zhu family's territory, such a horse with folded ears can be sold for 1,000 taels of silver!"
"What about Hu Ji? With this figure, tsk tsk...I heard she can also sing and dance well!"
"Well, your fortune is getting better and better. Mingjuns appear from generation to generation! Long live the Taizu, the current emperor, and His Royal Highness the Prince of Fujun are all rare Mingjuns in history. Even His Highness Taisun is so wise. How about the fate of the country? It may not be prosperous!”
"Yes, yes, my grandson is the wisest. He will definitely be a wise king in the future..."
"My grandson is here! Come on, welcome your grandson!"
"I respectfully wish His Majesty the Grand Sun to be blessed and safe..."
Li Jicheng was still far away, and a large area was already kneeling here. Except for a few political kings who could not kneel when they saw Li Guo, they all knelt down and kowtowed.
After all, the grandson is not a prince!
Here in Dashun, there were a few years when the emperor was pretending to be active and the prince was in power, so the prince's status was particularly high. However, the grandson does not have such a status, and Li Jicheng's generation is particularly low. He is Li Zicheng's great-grandson, and many marquis and uncles in the court are Li Zicheng's old brothers. Therefore, in the past, only those who were of the same generation or older than him were The Dashun hero later met Li Jicheng and wanted to kowtow.
Li Jicheng saw so many people kneeling to him, including many old people of the same generation as Li Zicheng. In the past, they just pretended to be pretentious when they saw him, but now they all bowed to him, and of course he was overjoyed - this meant that his status was stable!
"Get up, get up, what are you doing kneeling down? We are all our own people... We are of lower generation, we can't stand it!"
Li Jicheng smiled and asked everyone to get up, while flipping off the horse.
Of course, there were some people present who did not kneel. Liu Zongmin, the King of Han Dynasty, did not kneel. He hugged his fists and walked forward with a smile, took Li Jicheng's hand, and asked straight to the point: "Great Sun, I heard that you got a lot of good things in Tianzhu." ?”
Li Jicheng smiled and said: "Grandpa Hanwang, thanks to you, Jicheng has made a lot of profits in Tianzhu this time... You have to think of the source of your drinking water. Our family's business is yours and the late emperor. Long live We broke out together, so the benefits of being in Tianzhu as a junior are indispensable for your elders!"
"Hehehehe..." Liu Zongmin was a little confused, but he was still in good health and could still use Hu Ji. Now he saw Aishwarya and his eyes widened, "I don't want anything else. , I just want a few Hu Ji..."
"Yes, yes, they are all prepared for you!" Li Jicheng glanced at Aishwarya beside him and said with a smile, "The goods prepared for you are better than this one... This one has dark skin. A little more, and your old skin will become whiter and tenderer!"
"Okay, okay..." The old man was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. "There is one more thing. You have to agree to this old man."
"What's the matter? Tell me!"
"Well, those grandsons all want to go south..." Liu Zongmin said, "Business in the north has been difficult in the past few years. They can't grab anything. Even if they get some land coupons, they can't even grant Sichuan and Yunnan." The land... so they are not willing to go to Shaanxi and Huguang, you have to take them to Tianzhu!"
"Okay, we'll go after the New Year!" Li Jicheng nodded repeatedly.
When people nearby saw that the grandson of Liu Zongmin's family was going to become an Indian, they all started shouting too.
"Great grandson, my son also wants to go to Tianzhu..."
"Your Highness, your great grandson wants to go to Tianzhu!"
"Your Highness Taisun, you're not too old yet, and you have to go to Tianzhu...ahem...you can still fight!"
Li Jicheng laughed and said, "Okay, let's go together and go to Tianzhu to steal money and women!"
