Zhu Shun dared to say this, and his biggest reliance was the Eight Banners soldiers outside the city who had not yet left.

The cold season has arrived, and the Jurchens, who have not reaped any benefits, have not left for some reason, and are still spending time outside the city.

On a hill covered with snow.

Fan Wencheng, who was dressed in a white mink fur, held the white cat, sat in an unknown small pavilion on the top of the mountain, twisted a white child in his hand, and landed on the chessboard.

The person sitting opposite, Huang Taiji, who was dressed in military uniform, looked at the pile of Belle Shells behind him, and asked them to come up with ideas about what to do next.

This is a way for Huang Taiji to cultivate the children of the Eight Banners, use your brains more, don't be like a barbarian all day long, you know how to kill and kill.

Calling them over also has another purpose, to appease the morale of the army who have begun to be anxious.

Huang Taiji had already known about Fan Wencheng's temple calculations, and in order to let the Belle beziers also know, he asked knowingly: "Mr. Fan, it's not a matter for us to spend it here, we haven't caught anything, so it's better to go back early." ”

Fan Wencheng put down the white child twisted in his hand, stood up, and walked to the edge of the pavilion, there was a wind-eroded stone tablet on the edge, and farther away was the first good place of the Ming Dynasty.

Fan Wencheng looked at the majestic capital from afar and said indifferently: "Ladies and gentlemen, do you want to occupy the land of the Central Plains. ”

The north is bitterly cold, especially in the past two years, I don't know what's going on, the weather is getting colder and colder day by day, and many cattle, sheep and Jurchen children will freeze to death every year.

This group of Belle beers dreamed of entering the Central Plains and becoming the masters of this rich land.

Where are the Belle Beizi still in the mood to ponder Go, they are all staring at Fan Wencheng with blank eyes, hoping that this Jurchen national warrior really has a way to make them the masters of the Central Plains.

Fan Wencheng didn't stand with his hands down, but just stood quietly holding a white cat, but there was an indescribable momentum like a rainbow: "In this world, there are only a handful of countrymen who can talk to me Fan Wencheng." ”

"Sun Chengzong is one, but it's a pity that the Ming Dynasty can't use it, and Wen Tiren is also one, but it's a pity that he is a traitorous villain who is keen on power schemes."

Thinking that he couldn't have a real hand-to-hand conversation with a countryman like Sun Chengzong, he felt a great regret.

Now is not the time to sigh with emotion, Fan Wencheng continued: "The biggest gap between the Jurchens and the Ming Dynasty is only two words. ”

"Population."

"With the Ming Dynasty's almost unlimited military replenishment ability, let alone ten to one, it is fifty to one, and the Ming Dynasty will also consume the Jurchen."

A short-tempered Baylor said wistfully: "Then you still say a fart, according to what you say, we Jurchens have no hope of becoming the masters of the Central Plains in this life." ”

Huang Taiji glanced at him, without any scolding or harshness, just glanced at him, Baylor quickly piled up a smiling face and hid in the crowd.

Fan Wencheng knew in his heart that this Baylor was speaking his heart for all the Baylor belovers here, and said lightly: "The building has always been rotten from the inside. ”

"With the Donglin Party and the Jin merchants, the Jurchens also have the hope of entering the Central Plains."

"In recent years, due to the looting of the people by the Donglin Party and the Jin merchants, coupled with the continuous disasters in the past two years, there has been a rebel army in Shanxi, Shaanxi, and the leader Gao Yingxiang claims to be the king of Chuang."

"Although it has not yet become a big climate, in the future, it will become the root cause of the destruction of the Ming Dynasty."

"To suppress thieves, you need to recruit soldiers, and you need money to recruit soldiers, and where does the money come from, it can only be taxes."

"In this way, the bandits will never be suppressed, but they will be suppressed more and more."

"Because the Ming Dynasty was just constantly fighting fires, but it didn't kill the people who set the fires."

The short-tempered Baylor, who had been forced by Huang Taiji to read a lot of Ming Dynasty newspapers in the past two years, said proudly: "As long as the Ming Dynasty gives food to the Ming people who have been affected by the disaster and their stomachs are full, they will definitely not rebel." ”

This Baylor can think of disaster relief, and it seems that the past two years have played a role in the cultivation of Baylor's bezoars.

A smile appeared on Fan Wencheng's face, not knowing whether he was pleased with his achievements or laughing at what he was about to say: "Do you know how the Ming Dynasty provided disaster relief." ”

"Zhu Youzhen sent down the grain for disaster relief, and the household officials didn't care what the things were used for, so they first cut them in the waist."

"When I got to the locality, the provincial governor came with a knife, the state governor came with a knife, and the rest was all sent to the fat squire."

"The high-sounding saying is that it is a substitute, and with their greedy character, it must be gone."

"The imperial court distributed hundreds of thousands of stone of grain enough for the common people to survive the disaster year, but the result was that the bureaucrats and gentry were fattened, and the common people did not get a grain of grain."

"That's why I said that these bureaucrats and squires of the Donglin Party and Jin Merchants are the ones who set the fire."

Fan Wencheng stretched out his finger and pointed to this vast land: "In less than ten years, there will be rebels everywhere here." ”

Grumpy Baylor listened to a rebel army, even if Fan Wencheng had the talent of a national soldier, he still despised him very much.

I have never seen such a righteous person who betrayed his own nation and betrayed him: "That's all ten years later, what's the point of us spending here." ”

Fan Wencheng looked back at Huang Taiji: "Great Khan, everything is ready." ”

Huang Taiji nodded, and a flush appeared on his face: "Mr. Fan, everything is ready." ”

Fan Wencheng walked back from the edge of the pavilion and sat on the futon next to the chessboard: "As early as ten years ago, I was planning how to consume the money bags of the Ming Dynasty court. ”

"With the help of the Jin Merchants and the Donglin Party, after more than ten years of operation, the Ming Dynasty's finances finally had problems."

"As long as the finances of the Ming Dynasty collapsed, and the bureaucrats and gentry of the Donglin Party continued to set fires, it would be a logical thing to enter the Central Plains."

"We are still spending here to speed up the collapse of the Ming Dynasty's finances."

"Before crossing the Xifeng Pass, I planned a desperate plan to make all the land in Beizhili not grow a single inch of grass."

"The people of Beizhili have nothing to eat, but they are going to revolt, do you think the Ming Dynasty court wants disaster relief?"

"If you want to provide disaster relief, you have to feed the bureaucrats and squires, and what could have been solved with a few million taels of silver is now needed to say the least needs one or two million taels of silver."

Speaking of this, Fan Wencheng suddenly sighed: "Originally, this desperate plan could drag down the finances of the Ming Dynasty in one fell swoop, and we could also snatch enough wealth from the countless Zhuangzi in Beizhili to build the country." ”

"It's a pity, I don't know where a person named Zhu Shun came out, and he emptied these Zhuangzi, not to mention, and helped the Ming Dynasty obtain at least 20 million taels of cash."

"This trick is just a stunt, and it will never be done."

As long as Zhu Shun was mentioned, Huang Taiji was angry, and with a blue face, he split the chessboard in front of him, and said a word through gritted teeth.

"Zhu Shun, you must kill him!"