Large households, Jiangmen, refugees, villagers.

The four pieces of paper, representing the four forces, are entangled and become the most difficult mess. Their targets are actually all land, the big families want to take advantage of the chaos to annex more land, raise the land rent, the defeated generals want to reorganize their families, the refugees want to live, and the villagers want to survive!

But there are only so many fields, this is the dead knot! The eyes of all parties are red, even if they raise the butcher knife, they can kill a few people.

Wang Huazhen rubbed his red eyes, looked out the window, a touch of morning sun rose, stinging his eyes, he closed his eyes and sighed.

"Yongzhen, do you have to go that way?"

"Well, that's right!" Zhang Ke smiled bitterly: "I have investigated, from the Great Wall to the grassland for three to five hundred miles, all of them are Han and Mongolian mixed areas, and the land is fertile and suitable for farming. At the beginning of the country, there was a Daning Division, and after the Jingjing, Chengzu abolished the Daning Division in order to be grateful to Duoyan Sanwei. Now that Duoyan Sanwei is long gone, the only thing to worry about is that the fried flower department has been defeated by us again, and now is the best time to pass through the grassland! ”

Zhang Ke's analysis is reasonable, but Wang Huazhen is not stunned, he knows how big the risk is behind this move.

"Yongzhen, the most important thing is to immigrate to the steppe, if the Mongolian tribes sneak attack, even if a little people die, the people's confidence is lost, not to mention, the court officials will take the opportunity to attack us! And if you go to the grassland, can you stand on your feet, this is another trouble, if you consume a lot of manpower and material resources, disperse your troops, and can't resist the attack of the serfs, it will be even more of a big loss! ”

Wang Huazhen said that Zhang Ke didn't understand, but he had deeper considerations.

"Shibo, how much do you think my Ming army is different from Jiannu?"

"This?" Wang Huazhen smiled bitterly: "I don't understand military affairs, but I heard Zhang Feng and them say that if you can train hard for two or three years, you may not be able to fight with Jiannu!" ”

"Shibo, if the contradiction between man and land is not resolved, the Ming army will never want to win the old slave!"

Wang Huazhen really can't understand Zhang Ke's leapfrog thinking. can only spread his hands and wait for Zhang Ke's high theory.

"Shibo, the land in western Liaoning is narrow, but it gathers the most elite in the world, and enjoys the most generous salary and silver in the imperial court. If Jiannu is defeated, there will be no better life! ”

Zhang Ke in his previous life has always had a question, from the Apocalypse to Chongzhen, for more than 20 years, the Ming court spared no effort to increase military salaries and train soldiers, but the more the army was trained, the more cowardly it became, and the more empty salaries were practiced.

The Ming Dynasty exerted its strength to eat milk, but it only organized more than 100,000 troops. The superintendent is strategic, and would rather repair the city and the pier than train the strong soldiers in the field......

What is the reason for this?

Experience it for yourself. Zhang Ke finally came up with a little bit of eyebrows, the land was narrow and densely populated, and the elite gathered, and Jiangmen turned Liaodong into their private property. It was used to bargain with the imperial court, ask for more military salaries and food, and give them promotions and fortunes.

The imperial court did not dare to offend the arrogant soldiers. If you don't want to lose your land, you can only be the boss of the wrongs and send millions of silver to Liaodong every year.

To put it bluntly, the Jiangmen family in Liaodong has become a tumor, it is simply Daming's cancer, no matter how much nutrition you eat, it is absorbed by cancer cells, but Daming is losing weight day by day, and finally dragged to death. And this huge tumor has become a sharp blade in the hands of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, helping them conquer the Central Plains Flower World!

If they allow the big families to annex the land, manipulate the people, and turn Liaodong into their private property, even if the Daluo Immortals descend to earth, they will not be able to turn things around.

Obviously, now is the time for the cancer to take shape.

The way to restrain them is to migrate to the grassland, control the people and land in their own hands, and then use the children of the good family as the source of soldiers, and completely marginalize the unenterprising Jiangmen forces, so as to truly ensure the combat effectiveness of the Ming army in Liaodong and defeat Jiannu one day!

Zhang Ke knew that he would implement his plan, and it would never be possible without Wang Huazhen's cooperation, so he would think and tell him. Lao Wang was stupid all of a sudden, and sat on the chair dumbfounded, motionless.

According to the Western hour, it was almost eleven o'clock, and Lord Wang's stomach was rumbling.

"Is there anything to eat?"

The guards hurriedly sent millet porridge and a few side dishes, Wang Huazhen seemed to have returned to her soul, and she was not polite.

"Finally, you have the strength, it's time to fight hard, right?"

He and Zhang Ke looked at each other and smiled, and walked out of the low house side by side, the sun shone on the two people's bodies, plated with a layer of sacred golden light, just like what was going to be done next, it would completely change the fate of a dynasty.

……

"Xiong Juren, how are the statistics?"

Xiong Ruoguang hurriedly took out a small book and said: "Shaobao, my subordinates have asked, among the 3,281 refugees, there are 536 bricklayers, carpenters, blacksmiths, miners, doctors, veterinarians, stable women, account offices, etc., and the rest are all honest farmers, except for farming, nothing else!" ”

"Well, among the peasants, how many are willing to go to the grassland to open up wasteland?"

"This ......" Xiong Ruoguang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "My lord, there are really not many." ”

Xiong Ruoguang stretched out a finger, Wang Huazhen frowned and said: "Why are there only a thousand people, didn't Zhang Shaobao say that only one percent of the land rent is collected!" ”

Xiong Ruoguang was full of shame and said, "My lord is wrong, it's a hundred people!" ”

"What!" At this moment, even Zhang Ke couldn't bear it.

"Xiong Juren, what the hell is going on, didn't Zhang Luo still want to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire last night, why did he become a coward in one night, let them touch their crotch, or not a man!"

Xiong Ruoguang's face was flushed by the old man, but the young man who followed behind him stepped forward, raised his delicate little face, and said to Zhang Ke: "This adult, the ants still know how to pursue advantages and avoid harm, you let the refugees go to the grassland tuntian, wouldn't you push them into the fire pit, how fierce the Mongolian Tatars are, and the Ming army is so incompetent, don't you let them die!" ”

"My little ancestor!" Xiong Ruoguang was really frightened, and he covered the young man's mouth.

"You're my father! Do you want to live anymore? Xiong Ruoguang grabbed the young man's arm and hurriedly knelt down in front of Zhang Ke and Wang Huazhen.

"My lord, my child is ignorant, you have a lot of adults, spare him!"

"Hahaha, this official doesn't want to blame." Zhang Ke said coldly: "Xiong Juren, you may not know who this official is, right?" Under the city of Quang Ninh, the official defeated 50,000 Tartars. Kill the three of Jiannu and Beyler Mang Gurtai. In the battle of the Hunhe River, there were 10,000 Jiannu who died at the hands of the official, young man, do you think the official will let the people die? ”

"Ahh

Xiong Ruoguang opened his mouth wide and could stuff a duck egg, and the boy was surprised that he could stuff a goose egg in his mouth.

"Oops! It's all subordinates who have eyes but no beads! ”

Xiong Ruoguang had long heard of Zhang Ke's name, but he never imagined that the famous general who galloped on the field was actually a young man in his twenties, and he only regarded Zhang Ke as a noble son. Whimsical!

"Shaobao, all of your subordinates are ignorant, and your subordinates have eyes and don't know Taishan, please forgive me."

"Those who don't know don't blame, it's true that safety is a big thing, call all the big guys over, and the official will explain one or two in person."

"Yes!" Xiong Ruoguang turned around and left, and suddenly found that the young man was still staring at Zhang Ke stupidly, and the old man was startled. Hurriedly pulled him away.

……

It didn't take long for the refugees to gather, and as soon as the big guy heard that Zhang Ke was the one who killed Jiannu in the Hunhe River, he immediately worshiped like a surging river. The big guy fell to his knees in front of Zhang Ke in a swarm, crying bitterly.

"My lord, my lord! Take us back, we're going home! ”

Mourning is everywhere. The heartfelt cry made Zhang Ke's nose sour.

"Rest assured, we will definitely eliminate Jiannu. Reclaim your homeland! But there is a premise, that is, everyone must listen to my arrangement. ”

"My lord, you let us go east, never west, let us fight dogs, never drive chickens!"

"Good!"

Zhang Ke smiled and nodded, and he immediately said the strategy of cultivating the grassland. First of all, all the refugees were organized into groups of 2,000 people, and 200 of them were drawn from them, and weapons were distributed, mainly to deal with wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, and to prevent sporadic thieves from attacking. For every ten groups, that is, 20,000 people, the Yizhou soldiers will provide protection.

They did not collect the land for the first three years of grassland reclamation, and after three years, they collected it according to 10%. The only thing to do is to receive military training, and to send troops in wartime.

In short, these refugees are military households, but they are lighter than military households, and there is a lot of land on the vast grassland, so there is no need to worry about annexation.

"Folks, when you go to the grassland, you may not necessarily farm, but you can also raise livestock. This official has built a wool spinning workshop in Yiju, although it has just started, but the need for wool is amazing, as long as you are willing to work, it is definitely better than being a tenant! ”

As soon as these words came out, the last worries of the people were also relieved, and the big guy knelt in front of Zhang Ke and thanked him for the grace of recreation.

Wang Huazhen also smiled and said: "It's good that everyone agrees, and we will start group training immediately, and the official will provide food, and everyone will go to the grassland as much as possible!" ”

There was food and a way out, and the people cheered enthusiastically, as if they were celebrating a festival.

But on the other side, the original people of Yushu Village looked at each other and swallowed with difficulty.

"Fourth grandfather, it's only a Narita rent!" Someone gritted his back molars and said, needless to say, the look of envy was needless to say, and he couldn't wait to join it.

A tall and thin middle-aged woman pouted her lips and sneered: "Old Seven, I haven't heard of it, I went to the Tartar side to farm, just your little arms and legs, and you are not torn by the Tartar, giggle......" The woman laughed harshly, and the young man blushed and lowered his head.

Chang Siye sighed and said, "Alas, they have no way to live, and they have to work hard." We are the croppers of our duty, guarding one acre and three points of land, if you stutter, don't toss! ”

The people of Yushu Village saw that the refugees had followed Zhang Ke, and it was reasonable to say that there was no trouble, but they had no joy, and everyone was worried.

There was no need to arrange eyeliner outside the village, but just after half a day, suddenly a group of people jumped on their horses and rushed to the village.

At the head was a military general with bright armor, and beside him was a wealthy old man.

The military general faced the villagers and said arrogantly: "Lao Tzu's name is Bao Chengxian, and he is the deputy chief soldier, I heard that you Diao people owe Master Xu the silver!" Pay back the money immediately in a moment or three, otherwise Lao Tzu is welcome! (To be continued......)