The hostage Zhao Tai originally wanted was Zhang Rou's son, Zhang Hongfan, who destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty.
However, Zhao Tai didn't know much about Zhang Hongfan's birth date. After asking about it, he learned that the little guy hadn't been born yet, so he casually asked for one as a proton.
Although Zhang Rou gave Zhao Tai money, food and protons, Zhao Tai did not trust Zhang Rou.
Looking at the young son sent by Zhang Rou, he suddenly became angry and had a bad taste in his heart. He instilled in Zhang Hongyan the idea that his father was a bastard and a sinner of the nation, and cultivated it for later~~~
Zhao Tai's tone scared Zhang Hongyan to tears suddenly. Seeing this, Zhao Tai laughed and waved his hand to take the proton away.
Wang Bin saluted and said: "Commander, Zhang Rou has sent money, food and hostages as agreed. Shall we withdraw our troops?"
Zhao Tai smiled and said: "There are many princes in Hebei, and I will definitely have to deal with them in the future, so I have to leave a good reputation. Since Zhang Rou paid the money, I will withdraw my troops immediately. However, the army has to withdraw. Daming Mansion’s money, food and people should also be taken back to Shandong as much as possible.”
Nowadays, there has been a long-term war in the north, and the world has become a situation where there are only a few people and thousands of miles of uninhabited land.
By then, whoever has a larger population will have greater war potential. Zhao Tai will have to gather the people and conduct large-scale military camps like Cao Cao before he can compete with Mongolia.
Throughout the ages, the farming dynasties have relied on integrating many farming populations to fight against the nomads on the grasslands and relying on collective strength to fight against the nomads in the north.
Wang Bin nodded, "The commander-in-chief is wise. If this happens, it will be difficult for Zhang Rou to recover."
Zhao Tai smiled and said: "This is what I want. I won't let him die, and I won't let him recover."
Wang Bin stroked his beard, "But it won't be easy for the commander to relocate the people."
Zhao Tai began to ponder and said for a while: "Compassion does not lead to troops, and love does not establish affairs! I cannot be merciful to this! If the people stay, they will be the source of troops and finance for the Mongolian and Han princes. And they went to Shandong, It will be converted into my tax base. Although people will be displaced during this process, some people will die on the road, and they will even starve when they arrive in Shandong, but I have made up my mind."
"The commander is wise!" Wang Bin deeply agreed. "During the Three Kingdoms, when Wei, Shu and Wu fought and captured a city, if they could not stand, the first choice was to take the people back to their own territory. For the Central Plains regime, people More means strength, but we directly relocate the people because we are afraid that the people will complain!"
Zhao Tai nodded slightly, "The places in Hebei have actually stabilized after being massacred in the early days of the Mongolian invasion. For many people, ethnic and national disputes are not as good as a stable life. Now they are under the rule of Mongolia. , life is difficult and very humiliating, but compared to the tug-of-war war zone in Mengjin, life is precarious, but better than stability. I decided to coerce the people back to Shandong. Not everyone wants to leave, and it can even be said that the vast majority of the people want to leave. , don’t want to leave their homeland. If I forcefully relocate, it will definitely make the people disgusted.”
Having said this, Zhao Tai couldn't help but look at Wang Bin, "What can you do about this, sir?"
Wang Bin thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "This is actually simple."
"Oh?" Zhao Tai was already prepared to bear the infamy and couldn't help but bowed and said: "Please teach me, sir."
Wang Bindao: "As far as I know, the people in Hebei are in poverty. Most of them are tenants of Zhang Rou and others. The income from labor often cannot make ends meet. Many people borrow grain this year and pay it back after the autumn harvest. If they cannot borrow grain, they have to pay it back." Starved to death. Zhang Rou and the powerful landlords in Hebei used this to control the people so that they would never be able to pay off their food arrears. Spring plowing was about to begin, and it was time for the people to borrow food from large households. The humble official thought that the commander-in-chief only needed to pay off the grain arrears. Those big households were forcibly moved away, and the poor people had nowhere to borrow food, so they had no choice but to follow them."
Zhao Tai's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but smile: "This is a good idea. If all the big households are moved away, the people will have no place to borrow food, so they can only follow. I did not force them, and it can also create a good story for the people to follow."
Wang Bin understood Zhao Tai's intention and wanted to take the initiative to relocate the people and publicize that the people outside the city would voluntarily follow him back to Shandong in order to promote his reputation.
"In the past, Uncle Liu led the people across the river, but now the people of Hebei voluntarily follow the commander-in-chief!" Wang Bin said with a smile: "I understand your humble position."
Zhao Tai felt a little embarrassed, "Well, let's do it! In addition, we must publicize my policy of allocating farmland and exempting taxes to the people!"
Wang Bin took the order and left. Zhao Tai then summoned his generals and announced that they would break camp and return to the army.
Zhao Tai kept his promise and immediately withdrew his troops after Zhang Rou gave him money, food and hostages.
In the prefectures and counties that Zhongyi Town passed through, soldiers came directly to invite the wealthy families and local tycoons in each county to move to Shandong.
Facing the threat of the army, these people were unable to resist, so they could only carry money and food and evacuate to Shandong with Zhongyi Town.
At this time, Zhao Tai asked people to put up notices again, promoting the policy of military households in Zhongyi Town to farm farmland. When the common people went there, the fields would be tax-free. The common people in the counties, especially those tenant farmers who were extremely poor and relied on debt to live, had no room for excuses. Unable to produce grain and seeds, he could only follow Zhao Tai to Shandong.
For a time, on the road from Damingfu to Shandong, people supported the old and the young.
When the people along the way saw this scene, they couldn't help but ask who the horse was, and so many people were willing to follow.
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At the top of Wei County City, Zhang Rou stood on the city wall, staring outside the city. Qian Yifeng hurriedly walked up and said, "Commander, Zhao Tai has withdrawn his troops. We can return to Daming Mansion."
Zhang Rou had a gloomy face and gritted her teeth and said: "There is no rush to return. We must make sure that Zhao Taizhen leaves before I return to Daming Mansion. This Zhao Tai is full of tricks, so I have to be on guard! In addition, I have to revise a letter. Explain this matter to the Great Khan, sir, and arrange for a messenger to be sent to Kaifeng as soon as possible."
Qian Yifeng frowned, "The commander-in-chief wants to tell Wo Kuotai Khan about bribing Zhao Tai to withdraw his troops?"
Zhang Rou nodded, "Yes, I must report the truth truthfully to prevent Zhao Tai from threatening me."
For Zhang Rou, he cannot offend Zhao Tai, let alone betray Mongolia and cause Mongolia to misunderstand.
Zhao Tai can kill him now, but if Mongolia wants to kill him, it will be like crushing an ant to death.
What would the Mongols think if they knew that he bribed Zhao Tai and gave Zhao Tai a proton?
Therefore, Zhang Rou must explain to Wo Kuotai that he was forced to adopt an expedient measure and that he did not surrender to Zhao Tai.
Qian Yifeng pondered for a while, feeling that by doing this Zhang Rou could prevent the Mongolians from asking questions after they found out, so he didn't say much, clasped his fists and accepted the order.
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