Six hundred and fifty-two, accumulating good deeds

Style: Historical Author: Song HunWords: 3157Update Time: 24/01/12 11:34:02
In the Ewangmiao construction site, the canteen.

This was originally a canteen. After putting away the food and making a cup of tea, it turned into a tea hall in the blink of an eye.

"I learned a lot today, thank you shopkeeper Liu." Mei Shou bowed to Liu Mingquan.

Liu Mingquan was a little embarrassed: "I have never given you any advice. I just explained the little saint's methods."

"Shopkeeper Liu, this is the first one. I wonder if there is the second one, or the third one?" Mei Shou now feels that the little saint has opened up a new way of governance, and he also wants to learn some governance methods.

You know, it's not in these books at all.

The little sage was indeed worthy of being a disciple of the gods. He not only invented such things as Zui Chunfeng tea, toothbrushes, toothpaste, fairy concrete, etc., he also invented a brand-new method of treatment.

Liu Mingquan nodded and said unexpectedly: "The second is to arrest people."

"What, arrest people?" Wen Tianxiang and Lu Xiufu looked at each other, as if only evil people were arrested, why should ordinary civilians arrest people, Lu Xiufu asked in surprise.

Seeing the confused looks on everyone's faces, I knew that they didn't understand the meaning at the moment.

Liu Mingquan glanced at everyone, and instead of answering a question, he asked: "There used to be 50,000 people in Jintang County, why are there only 5,000 left?"

"Could it be that more than 40,000 people were killed by the Hu people?" Lu Xiufu's face was pale and his body was trembling. "No wonder the little saint wanted to kill the Hu people to build a temple in Beijing."

"The barbarians didn't massacre the city, so why did so many people die?" Liu Mingquan shook his head and looked at Lu Xiufu to see how he understood.

As expected, Lu Xiufu didn't understand the reason for a moment. He scratched his forehead and asked anxiously, "That's right, where did they go?"

"Think about it, since there was no massacre, where did he go?" Seeing that Lu Xiufu still couldn't figure it out, Liu Mingquan had to give the answer, "Then he must have fled his home, and fled wherever it was safe. For example, Jiading, Neijiang , Changzhou and other places.”

Lu Xiufu nodded and admitted this: "Although I have left my hometown, these places are safe, so I will naturally flee to these places. It would be the same if I were a student."

Liu Mingquan nodded and glanced at him with relief: "That's right."

"Although you have escaped to these places, why do you want to arrest people? How to arrest people?" Lu Xiufu was confused by Liu Mingquan's word "arresting people" and couldn't wait to find out.

Not only Lu Xiufu, but others also looked at Liu Mingquan curiously to see how they "caught" him.

Liu Mingquan smiled slightly: "Arresting people is naturally a general term. Of course, it is impossible to actually send people to arrest people quickly. Instead, we send out prestigious squires and others to mobilize those who have left their hometowns to come back."

"The pitiful people are the ordinary people. If there is a war, who is willing to leave their hometown? Not only are they forced to leave their hometown and flee their hometown, but they also have to return to their hometown from other places in the end." Lu Xiufu couldn't help but sigh.

"The trees are thousands of feet high, and the fallen leaves return to their roots." Wen Tianxiang shook his head: "It is a blessing to be able to return to my hometown. If I stay away from my hometown and well for the rest of my life, that would be the greatest sorrow."

Man Tianxing couldn't help but sigh: "The little saint helped them take back their hometown, so they should go back voluntarily."

"That said, it's easy to think about but difficult to do." Liu Mingquan shook his head and sighed heavily.

Lu Xiufu was completely puzzled and asked in astonishment: "Returning to my hometown is a good thing given by God. Why can't I go back?"

"The key issue is money. The first time we moved, all the storage was already spent. The second time we moved, not to mention the various expenses along the way, we had to resettle when we got home." Liu Mingquan looked at the three The scholar who did not understand the fireworks of the world shook his head and sighed.

Lu Xiufu didn't need to think at all and blurted out: "Where is their original home?"

"Where do they still have a home? Although the land is still there, the houses have almost been looted, burned and robbed by the barbarians." At this point, Liu Mingquan punched the Eight Immortals table hard again.

Lu Xiufu's eyes were red, and he punched the table of the Eight Immortals: "These barbarians should be killed, they should all be killed. The little saints should kill them all."

"The Hu people should be killed, and all the little saints beheaded. Those Hu people who have committed less serious crimes will not have a good end. They are all building roads in Shu. This is a heavy punishment for their crimes." Liu Mingquan said this, He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shu Road?" Wen Tianxiang stepped forward and bowed his hands respectfully, "Shopkeeper Liu, dare I ask if this Shu Road is the Shu Road that is difficult to reach the sky?"

Liu Mingquan did not dare to neglect and hurriedly returned the courtesy: "Of course, these barbarians are building Chidao now."

"The little saint killed two birds with one stone. He not only opened up the Shu Road that was difficult to reach the sky, but also gave them the punishment they deserve. You know, when the Shu Kingdom was being built and the Shu Road was built, many people fell from the cliff." At this point, Wen Tianxiang nodded happily.

Mei Shou nodded. Although he cared about Hu Ren being punished, he was more concerned about other things.

He bowed his hand to Liu Mingquan and said, "May I ask Shopkeeper Liu, how did the little saint get them to return to their hometown?"

"What should we do with the refugees scattered in Jintang County?" Seeing that the topic was getting further and further away, Liu Mingquan hurriedly brought it back, "The little saint earned money to subsidize their travel expenses, and asked Zhaojiazhuang to distribute rice, flour, oil and a sum of money to them In addition to settling-in expenses, the people will also be exempted from two years of land rent.”

"Zhaojiazhuang pays the people's travel expenses, rice, flour, oil, and housing allowance?" Mei Shou couldn't help but change his face when he heard this.

He couldn't help but think that the little saint was not only rich and powerful, but also had a powerful security force, and now he was trying to win people's hearts.

What is the little saint going to do, right?

Thinking of this, Mei Shou's face was dripping with cold sweat and he couldn't help wiping his forehead with his sleeve.

As Liu Mingquan spoke, he saw the expressions of many people change drastically, and he immediately understood what the problem was.

He immediately changed his tone and bowed to everyone: "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, I spoke too fast. These are all distributed by the government. Although the money comes from Zhaojiazhuang, it is all distributed in the name of the government."

"Why does Zhaojiazhuang need to pay for these? Isn't there a government?" Lu Xiufu didn't understand the reason for a while.

Liu Mingquan felt that Lu Xiufu's words seemed to be helping him out, and he looked at him gratefully.

"It's not that the government doesn't want to give money to the people, but it simply doesn't have the ability." He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "When the barbarians attacked Jiading, all the government money was spent, and instead it owed the people a lot of money. What's more, the Chengdu government It has just been established and we don’t have a penny. Where is the money to give money to the people?”

"Chengdu is really difficult. It was looted twice by barbarians." Mei Shou shook his head and sighed heavily, "It's difficult for the government and it's difficult for the people."

"Then Zhaojiazhuang spent a lot of money, I wonder if there are 100,000 copper coins?" Lu Xiufu felt that he was frightened by this idea.

"It's more or less the same. They're all issued in the name of the government." Liu Mingquan thought for a while and was extremely careful with his words. He must not make the same mistake as before. He nodded in agreement, "Although the little saint has spent so much time, Money, but he was very happy in his heart. He was as warm as spring to the people of the Song Dynasty, and as harsh as the cold winter to the Hu people."

"This sentence is good. It treats the people of the Song Dynasty as warm as spring, but treats the barbarians as harsh as winter." Mei Shou thought for a while, but still cared about what he was thinking, "Jintang County originally only had a population of 50,000, and it is absolutely impossible to return to the original number. Fighting a war More or less people are going to die, where do the others come from?”

"Zi Cao is indeed a member of the officialdom, and he thinks clearly." Liu Mingquan couldn't help but admire Mei Shou, "The others were stolen from the barbarians."

"Where can the Hu people rob people?" Lu Xiufu felt like he could stuff an egg into his mouth. "The Hu people are so vicious, how can they let a little saint go and rob people?"

"Indeed, this is the reason." Liu Mingquan nodded, agreeing with Lu Xiufu's statement, and then changed the topic, "You may not know, but many people in Chengdu Prefecture are actually descendants of the Central Plains. When they see little The sage defeated the barbarians, persuaded the people of the Central Plains that they were still under the iron hooves of the barbarians, and strongly requested the little sage to rescue the people of the Central Plains from the barbarians."

"This requirement is too high. You have to know that the little saint only has three thousand soldiers and horses. He still relied on Yin Shi's sneak attack and firearms to succeed. How can he fight against the barbarians?" Although Mei Shou was calm, he felt incredible after hearing this. .

"The little saint also thought that this was just a long-term plan, and he had no such idea at the moment. Unexpectedly, some people in the Central Plains were so poor that they even lived a life of chewing tree bark and eating weeds. They heard that Jintang County was a paradise on earth, and they even brought their children with them I want to come to Jintang County." Liu Mingquan smiled bitterly and spread his hands.

Hearing that the people in the Central Plains were so poor, Lu Xiufu, Wen Tianxiang, and Man Tianxing beat the Eight Immortals Table with their fists.

After they beat the Eight Immortals Table, they quickly withdrew their hands from the Eight Immortals Table, and their fists turned crimson.

Liu Mingquan shook his head. Of course it was okay for him to beat the Eight Immortals Table. After all, he was a craftsman and his hands had a layer of calluses.

But these imperial students are different. They all have thin skin and tender flesh. Instead of hurting the Eight Immortals Table, they hurt their own palms.

"The people in the Central Plains are so poor now that they actually chew tree bark and eat weeds." Mei Shou sighed with some jealousy, nodded, and then smiled bitterly: "These people have good ideas, but the little saint must have more than enough ambition. "

"But these Central Plains people actually walked day and night, sneaking over the Qinling Mountains, Daba Mountain, and Micang Mountain, and came to Xi County. There were many people, tens of thousands in total. They thought very simply. As long as they rushed through Xi County, they would You can enter Jintang County from Shu Road." Liu Mingquan looked bitter and shook his head, his face turned pale, as if he was immersed in the scene.

"Xixian County, this is the county below Hanzhong Prefecture, and is the first pass of the Shu Road. I heard that there are 500,000 barbarian troops in Hanzhong Prefecture. What should the little saint do?" Hearing that the people from the Central Plains came here, , Mei Shou couldn't help but feel anxious for the little saint. "But Xi County is another roadblock. People in the Central Plains will not be able to set foot on the Shu Road if they don't pass through Xi County."

After all, there are tens of thousands of people in the Central Plains on one side, and on the other side we have weak soldiers and horses. This is a dilemma.

Which is more important, the people of the Central Plains, or your own soldiers and horses?

Liu Mingquan continued to smile bitterly: "The little saint has no choice but to fight against the odds and attack Xixian."

"Attacking Xixian, where did the little saint get the troops to attack Xixian?" Mei Shou was really calm and immediately thought of the problem.