Chapter 289: Giving Up the Child
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All the way from Huguang into Henan, as if it is two worlds, Henan farmland is all over, the roadside is full of strong wheat, and you can't see the end at a glance. A gust of wind blows, as if you can smell the aroma of steamed buns.
The fields are full of happy peasants, who will go to the fields as long as they have a little time. The old men who knew the farming time well grinned.
Now in May, the wheat has entered the final filling period, as long as the weather is not a problem, there are ten days and half a month, you can continue to harvest the wheat for 6 times. Although according to the regulations, seventy percent of the grain must be handed over, but as long as there is a good harvest, the family can still barely fill their stomachs.
Those farmers who have made extra money are even more excited, promising their children early that after the harvest, they will eat noodles every day, and some even prepare dumplings to reward themselves. The hard days are over, and the good time is coming!
The people were overjoyed, obviously Gu Zhenhua was not so optimistic. He took Wu Kaijie back to Kaifeng in a hurry, and when he was resting on the road, Gu Zhenhua also looked at the crops and asked the old farmer.
"The big guys say that this year is probably the best harvest in more than ten years, this is God's reward, Grandpa Guo, you should be happy, why are you still worried?"
Gu Zhenhua shook his head: "It's not that simple, this summer harvest, a lot of land has been barren for several years, the first harvest is definitely not good, no matter how you calculate, it would be good to barely be able to fill your stomach up and down Henan, no matter how good it is, it is just to save hundreds of thousands of loads of grain to supply military supplies." β
"Grandpa Guo, this is not bad. In one year's work, we have gotten rid of our dependence on foreign countries. That's a great thing! β
"Good things also need to be digested. From now until the wheat is ripe, it will take half a month, and it will take a month to harvest and store, and finally the grain will be paid and paid by each farm. I am afraid that the grain will not be available until September. β
Wu Kaijie also suddenly woke up, and hurriedly said: "Grandpa Guo, you mean the past few months. Ann ** can't make a big move? β
Wu Kaijie said to himself: "This is troublesome, the Tartars are about to move, I don't think they will give up." β
Gu Zhenhua could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Let's take one step at a time, all in all, this year will not be worse than last year." β
Gu Zhenhua galloped back to Kaifeng, just arrived at the Shuai Mansion, and he didn't have time to take a sip of water yet. Li Jibo and Fang Jianming found him with a large stack of official documents.
"Grandpa Guo, you can be regarded as back!"
When Gu Zhenhua saw it, his brain was also painful, and he couldn't help but say: "Mr. Li, you can handle the small things, I can trust you." Besides, you should always give me some time to take care of personal matters. Don't you know that the future Shaoguo Gong is about to be born? β
"I don't know if it's a kid!" Li Jibo said with a smile: "Grandpa Guo, take a look for yourself, is it a big deal?" β
Gu Zhenhua hurriedly took the official document, opened it and looked at it, and immediately frowned. He flipped through three or four copies in a row, and the content was almost the same. Gu Zhenhua's brows became deeper and deeper.
Li Jibo said: "Grandpa Guo, the Tartars attacked seven villages in a row in half a month, all of them were brutally wiped out, and the grain that was about to be harvested was destroyed. These seven times are all concentrated in northern Henan, and now the common people are panicking, and many granges are asking to move to the interior to avoid the massacre! β
"That's not going to work!" Gu Zhenhua hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The Tartars have changed their tactics, they don't fight for the city with us, but instead fight guerrilla warfare, which is elusive and difficult to defend." But if we retreat, they're going to have to go in, and they don't have a head at all. β
Li Jibo also sighed: "It is true that we should not retreat, but we have limited troops, and we do not have so many horses like Tartars." And these grains and people are what we must protect, it's really a dilemma, it seems that the Tartars have grown a lot during this time, and they have caught our sore spot all at once. β
Gu Zhenhua frowned, turned around on the ground a few times, and then said, "It's really a little difficult, don't you have any good ideas now?" β
Fang Jianming hurriedly said: "Grandpa Guo, Kang Lesheng sent a battle plan and put forward the idea of luring the enemy into depth, I think the idea is good. It's just that the plan is too big, and Mr. Li and I don't dare to make a hasty decision. β
"Show me!"
Gu Zhenhua hurriedly asked for the plan, unfolded it and looked at it carefully, nodding frequently while watching.
"Hahaha, Kang Lesheng, this kid reads more than others, and he has more ghost thoughts, I think this plan is good!"
Li Jibo said with a smile: "It's really good, but the scope involved is too wide, and it's not easy to perform this big drama well." β
Gu Zhenhua also nodded: "That's true, let's scrutinize it together, see if there are any loopholes, make up for them, and try our best to teach the Tartars a painful lesson, so that they can taste it!" β
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"Battalion commander, this is Xiao Songji, Zhujiaji and other places, a total of seventeen officials from Tuntian Grange."
Kang Lesheng's grim face swept over everyone, and said sadly: "Everyone, I think everyone has heard that the Tartars have changed their tactics and used elite soldiers to sneak attack the farms in the border areas, and several villages have been affected in 6 consecutive years. I have just received an order from the upper peak, and each farm must immediately harvest grain, and then carry all the materials, and within ten days, withdraw to the interior, there must be no mistake! β
After Kang Lesheng finished speaking, everyone present frowned.
The first to speak was Zhu Chenghai, as the first batch of official Tuntian officials, his various assessments were all excellent, the more he had just attached, the more complicated he was, the more calm Zhu Chenghai looked, the more appropriate he did, and he was deeply appreciated by Shangfeng. Just waiting for the end of the summer harvest and asking for rewards for meritorious work, Zhu Chenghai will be able to rise one step higher and become a county magistrate.
He frowned and said, "Camp Commander Kang, the wheat is still filling the grain right now, and if it is harvested early, the yield will be reduced by at least more than half." And ten days is too tight to be enough! β
"This is the order of the grandfather of the country, everyone only has the part to carry it out, you can't just watch the Tartars snatch the grain away, cheapen them!"
This sentence. asked everyone, and Zhu Chenghai could only nod painfully.
"I finally regained a trace of vitality. I'm afraid that these farms will have to start all over again, and the people will be busy in vain. β
After Kang Lesheng deployed the evacuation plan, they could only leave dejectedly.
Zhu Chenghai walked in the front, his head hanging very low, and the others were also staring, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man ran from behind, took a few steps to Zhu Chenghai's side, and grabbed his sleeve. Zhu Chenghai hurriedly turned around. He also knew the person who came, it was the person in charge of the No. 3 Farm in Xiao Song Jijiazi, named Zhang Zecheng.
"Brother Zhang, do you have any advice?"
Zhang Zecheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Zhu, I don't have any score in my heart to withdraw so suddenly, and I don't know how to explain to the people." It's really hard to get it! β
Zhu Chenghai said: "Isn't there no way to do this, the Tartars are coming, they must retreat, otherwise they will not be snatched away." β
Zhang Zecheng pursed his lips, "Brother Zhu, last year." Isn't Grandpa Guo also beheaded tens of thousands of Tartars, An ** is so powerful, how can he be afraid of Tartars, it's really incomprehensible! β
Zhu Chenghai said: "What can't you figure out, this time and that time." Grandpa Guo had just mobilized a large army to Huguang, and the Tartars had adopted a sneak attack. Hit and run. In two or three counties on our side, there is only one battalion garrison, can you cover the sky with your hands! β
Zhu Chenghai said casually, but Zhang Zecheng listened to it with a heart, his eyes rolled wildly, and he remembered it all in his heart.
"Brother Zhu, I heard that you have a fellow villager and are the staff officer of the Duke of Jiguo, can you let him and our Grandpa blow the wind, ventilate, and send more people over!"
Zhu Chenghai hurriedly shook his head and said sternly: "Brother Zhang, you also know the rules of An**, we only take care of the civil affairs of Tuntian, and the affairs of the army are less harmonious, the more you know, the less good it will be for you!" β
Zhang Zecheng smiled wryly: "Isn't this also for the sake of the people, I have no other meaning." β
They went back hastily, organized their own farms to harvest grain, and then sorted out their belongings and took away everything of value. In fact, the big guys don't have any value, but some farms have repaired their houses, and everyone has to move out after living in the new house for a few days, and many old people are reluctant.
Some people also secretly cried, "I finally have a home, if I leave, I don't know when I will be able to settle down, these Tartars, they really deserve a thousand cuts!" β
Regardless of how the people complained, all parts of the country were still moving, and the farms were busy harvesting wheat and seizing the time to dry. The harvest time in northern Henan is later than in the south, and the result is now advanced, at least a small reduction in yield, and the people are particularly distressed and complaining.
Just when the farms were busy, someone also quietly passed the news to the Tartars, and the Gushan Ezhenzhun Tower, which was in Neihuang, got the news, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"You mean the dog really scared away?"
A sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy said: "That's right, my lord specially instructed the villain to tell Lord SΓΉ that the Ming army is empty in the North Pole of Henan at the moment, and if you take advantage of the situation, it will definitely work wonders!" β
Zhun Ta frowned, and waved his hand for a while: "My Qing Dynasty's affairs, how can you wait for your beak, get out of here." β
The messenger was so frightened that he retreated again and again, how can this tartar be moody!
As soon as he retreated to the door, Zhun Ta suddenly said: "Go, go to the account room and get a hundred taels of silver, the Qing Dynasty will never use people in vain!" β
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" This kid kowtowed again and again, and when he went out, he tripped over the threshold, which was very funny.
Zhun Ta's face was full of disdain, and he couldn't help but sigh: "If the Han people in the world are like this, why worry that I will not be the king of the Qing Dynasty!" β
Zhun Ta thought for a while, and asked people to hurriedly invite Ye Keshu over. It was the two of them who were responsible for harassing northern Henan this time. Zhun Ta is born in the white flag, repeatedly made military exploits, when attacking Phi Dao, he and Ao Bai are two pioneers, among the Manchu generals, Zhun Ta Hehe is famous, is a fierce beast.
Ye Keshu, this guy and Zhun Ta are two ways, they are cunning and have a bad idea.
Zhun Ta called him over and said, "Brother, let's see what to do, are we going to seize this opportunity and take the opportunity to attack northern Henan?" β
Ye Keshu waved his hand: "Dashuai, no, An** has been operating in northern Henan for a long time, especially in Jixian and other places, Prince Su and Wu Sangui have touched nails and lost their lives, I'm afraid we don't have enough weight!" β
Zhun Ta also let out a long breath: "Hey, last year's war, the fight was too miserable, the red flag was almost gone, and the twelve or thirteen-year-old children could only be pulled in to make up the numbers, looking distressing, how could they fight?" Prince Ying, Prince Su, Wu Sangui, plus Kong Youde, I lost four princes in the Qing Dynasty at once, it's chilling to think about. β
Zhun Tower's words are indeed sincere, if it weren't for the fear of An**, with Zhun Tower's temperament, he would have led the troops to rush up directly. This guy can strip off his arms and risk the arrow!
Ye Keshu frowned, thought for a while and said: "Dashuai, although we can't take northern Henan, we should still attack, and it is best to burn all the grain." Didn't you say it in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but you can't be desperate. Wouldn't it be a great credit if they could burn all the food they had worked so hard to grow for more than half a year? β
Zhun Ta thought for a while before he said, "I think the idea is okay, send one or two hundred people to slaughter a few villages, it's too slow to do this." Just be careful not to be fooled. β
The Tartars were indeed much more cautious than before, they sent countless scouts to investigate the situation in northern Henan, and used all the eyeliner in the open and in the dark.
All kinds of news were gathered, and more than a dozen counties in northern Henan began to harvest grain, involving millions of acres of land. And according to the observation of eyeliner, the basic people responsible for patrolling in various places are militia, and the number of real security ** is very small.
At this point, Zhun Ta and Ye Keshu were not completely relieved, and they arranged a small force to attack the farm. Two farmsteads were burned down in a row.
What awaits them is not the crazy counterattack of An **, but the faster harvesting of wheat in various places, and even some places have no time to harvest, and they are all burned. Then the common people gathered to help the old and the young, and prepared to cross the Yellow River.
Things have come to this point, and Zhun Ta and Ye Keshu are completely relieved. An** is indeed short of men and horses in northern Henan, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight.
"Hahaha, Dashuai, since the war with An **, the Qing Dynasty has not taken advantage, I think it will change from us!"
Zhun Ta was also triumphant: "That's right, Zhang Zecheng just sent the news, five counties, nearly 400,000 quintals of grain have gathered in Fengqiu, you can't miss the heaven-sent opportunity!" β
Zhun Ta Lang laughed wildly, he was extremely proud, he and Ye Keshu led three thousand elite horsemen, each of whom was three war horses, and immediately headed south.
The cavalry dispatched, the momentum was like thunder, and the degree was incomparable. But there's one thing that's faster than a war horse, and that's the carrier pigeon!
There was already a secret conversation between the Heaven and Earth Society, and the news was transmitted back to Fengqiu. Kang Lesheng was still directing the burning of grain in the field, and the people were hungry and afraid, and many people cried when they saw the burning of crops.
"Master Jun, don't burn it, this is a life-saving thing, stay it!"
Kang Lesheng had a gloomy face: "Don't cry, do you want to leave it to Tartar?" β
"If you want to burn it, even the old man will burn it together!" A few old peasants strode into the field and sat down with a grunt.
At this moment, suddenly a pigeon flew in front of Kang Lesheng.
"Hahaha, everyone listen, keep burning me!"