If you follow the original trajectory of history, starting from today, it should be the first year of Chongzhen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And from this year, the Ming Dynasty was like a carriage falling into the abyss, and the country became more and more critical day by day, until it perished.

In this year in history, a peasant uprising broke out in Qindi, and a nationwide famine began to appear.

The situation in Liaodong began to deteriorate, and from the second year of Chongzhen, the number of Manchu Eight Banners entering the customs increased, the scale was larger and larger, and the damage to the Ming Dynasty was also more and more severe.

And in the next few years, there will be a horrific plague, and Zhu Youxiao, as a doctor, naturally knows how terrible this plague, also known as the Black Death, once swept through Europe and caused tens of millions of deaths.

Smallpox can still be planted, but it is not easy to immunize against plague in this era when there is no vaccine.

Fortunately, because of the arrival of Zhu Youxiao, history has quietly changed, maybe because of the butterfly effect, but in any case, it is not the first year of Chongzhen, but the eighth year of the Apocalypse.

This shows that the trajectory of history is not unchangeable, and fate does not seem to be completely uncontrollable.

Since August last year, Zhu Youxiao ordered Sun Chengzong to preside over the three sides of Qin, Jin, and Long, collect the displaced people, and open up the land for disaster relief.

And now we have begun to organize and train the new army, promote the officials of the Young Zhuang faction, establish a scientific and technological system, abandon the Donglin Party that is misleading the country, and unite the traditional gentry and nobles.

Although Zhu Youxiao did not dare to guarantee that he would be able to make this dynasty burst out with his new vitality, he had been working hard, and he still had a lot to do, and his sense of crisis had never been eliminated.

It's just that, as the saying goes, governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, Zhu Youxiao is not a natural politician, and in this current situation that affects the whole body, he can only take his time.

Today, although the Donglin Party has been eliminated, the power of the civilian officials is still huge, and it is only that the Donglin Party or the Eunuch Party has become a province and township party attacking each other, and Zhu Youxiao's royalist party has not yet completely controlled the court and the people in terms of number and scale.

At the same time, there has also been a phenomenon of local warlords beginning to separate and stand on their own, especially the Guanning Iron Cavalry, although the eight Jin merchants were quickly confiscated by Zhu Youxiao, but they are ready to move, and the smuggling of officers who collaborate with the enemy and betray the country or the merchants who support them still exist.

And the banknote customs set up by Zhu Youxiao now is actually only stuck in the money of ordinary businessmen, which is not conducive to the development of the Ming economy in the long run.

If the commodity economy could not develop, and the gentry representing the small peasant economy still controlled the governance of the vast countryside, Zhu Youxiao's imperial power would not have been able to go down to the county.

And he can't shake the Confucian system, nor can he change the ruling system of civil officials.

Now, Zhu Youxiao can only rely on his righteous status as the emperor and the checks and balances of all forces, but he is fortunate to have some money and food now, coupled with the efforts of the original owner of his body for nearly seven years, at least he can do something that is not loved by Wenchen through Jinyiwei and Dongchang, such as raiding his house.

As long as they are not too much, because they are still the ceremonial symbol of their ruling system, they will not rebel, that is, do things on the side of the Qing monarch.

Looking at the neat shouts and strong steps of the officers and students in the small courtyard in front of him, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but be excited, which showed that the vitality of this dynasty was still there, and he was not alone in his efforts.

Lu Xiangsheng, Wang Chengen, Cao Wenzhao, Man Gui, Zhao Shujiao, Qin Liangyu......

Zhu Youxiao's mind couldn't help but think of these names, Da Ming is not an enterprising person, but there are too many selfish villains and traitors.

In this case, Zhu Youxiao hopes to take the group of energetic young people in front of him to get rid of the moths of the country and restore the former glory of the Ming Dynasty.

Qin Botong and Chang Yanling and other officers and students couldn't help but straighten their chests more straight because of the appearance of His Majesty the Emperor Zhu Youxiao, and their blazing eyes looked straight ahead.

Feeling that they were doing well, many of the officers and students secretly showed a hint of proud smiles.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but nod, clapped his hands, and followed these officers and students to Jingshan to watch their next physical training.

With the emperor watching, these officers did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

From climbing iron fences to running canoes and jumping over trenches, one by one they are also fighting bravely, and even the one-armed Ao Bai can miraculously maintain balance and pass quickly on the canoe.

Seeing that although these officers and cadets had only been training for a few days, they had some results, Zhu Youxiao did not regret destroying the ten acres of rose garden in his Jingshan back garden.

He even wondered if a martial arts hall should be built at the foot of Jingshan, not far from the Forbidden City, and the training ground would be expanded on this basis.

Since it is the New Year, the ministers naturally have to go to the table to celebrate Zhu Youxiao, and all kinds of auspicious and tributes have been sent to the palace one after another.

Zhu Youxiao is not a mean and unkind person, as long as the ministers are obedient and willing to work honestly, he will not behave too stingy.

Remembering that although there were many Beijing officials with the filial piety of local officials, there were also poor officials of the yamen who could not survive, Zhu Youxiao simply gave them a "year-end bonus", which was increased by four times the amount of money, and announced that this would be a common practice in the future.

In addition, Zhu Youxiao gave silver gifts to a group of ministers who had made outstanding contributions last year, and at the same time exempted ordinary traders with goods of less than 1,000 taels from the customs tax for one month.

The taxes of Qin and Jin were also exempted by Zhu Youxiao for one year, citing drought.

For a while, the ministers naturally praised Zhu Youxiao a lot, but only Zhu Youxiao himself knew that his internal money had been taken out until now, and the tax revenue recovered could not make up for the expenses everywhere.

"Your Majesty, Wang Zaijin came to report that there is now a spring famine in Liaodong, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians are worried about food and clothing, so I implore the imperial court to allocate silver for relief and make up for the total amount of 500,000 taels of silver accumulated last year."

As soon as Wang Chengen's words came out, the pen in Zhu Youxiao's hand suddenly fell on the paper, and he looked at Wang Chengen in astonishment, and then suddenly roared: "500,000 taels!" Is he really a local tyrant, a month ago he wanted to take away 300,000 stones of grain and grass, and now he is reaching out to ask for silver, what else can he do in addition to looking for me to fight the autumn wind! ”

"Your Majesty is angry, it's not that the king is in Jin, it's actually that the soldiers and civilians of Liaodong only look at money to do things, which is less than last year."

Wang Chengen's words made Zhu Youxiao even more angry, and slammed his fist on the desk: "If I didn't know what was going on, I would have cut off his head earlier, give 300,000 yuan in silver, 50,000 stones of grain and grass, and tell Wang Zaijin that he is a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, not the lord of Liaodong, be more considerate of the difficulties of the imperial court, and don't be at the mercy of others, otherwise, what's the use of me letting him be this supervisor!" “