The first wind and rain drifted away

Under the blazing firelight, Lao Hui was crawling on the ground, his whole body was scarred, and his whole body was covered with blood, how miserable he was.

Yang Tinglin, Ni Yuanlu and other literati saw it, and they inevitably felt compassion.

At this time, when I saw Lu Fatzi asking, I pricked up my ears one by one, wanting to hear how he answered.

The old Hui clansmen are also a big clan in Daming, and Taizu is against the Yuan Dynasty and destroys Meng, and they also contribute.

Because of this, the Ming Dynasty founded the country and gave them many privileges that were different from other peoples.

It stands to reason that they had no reason to rebel so strongly.

"Huh...... Treat us well...... It's not just about some tax relief! ”

In such a situation, Lao Huihui still sneered and replied with disdain.

"And what else do you want?"

King Lu Yan's face was cold, and he scolded sharply.

How light it is to say, it's just a reduction of some taxes, do you know how difficult it is for Daming now?

The people of the Ming Dynasty are not nourished by you?

It's really a white-eyed wolf that can't be fed.

"We want to preach, as long as there is a place for our people, there must be a church, can Daming do it?"

Lao Huihui's eyes widened, and he greeted King Lu Yan, and shouted unwillingly.

Before he died, he didn't care about it, and said his heart, or the wishes of their people.

"Dream! Can’t get enough! Tianxiong Jun praised Yang Tinglin and said disdainfully: "This is the Han family!" ”

"Haha...... Hanjia Jiangshan ...... The Han family also became the master of the Han family and was reduced to four ...... Wait for Han. ”

The old man laughed back, his blood-stained face showed a rebellious expression, and he replied playfully at Yang Tinglin with his neck twisted.

"Rebels and thieves!

Even if you want this flower, what kind of grudge do the ordinary people from all over the Central Plains have against you, who want to be so cruelly captured and slaughtered by you?

You are just trying to make excuses for your own evil deeds and selfish desires. ”

Ni Yuanlu was still a little bookish after all, and jumped out and pointed at Lao Hui and scolded.

Lao Hui laughed loudly, gasped and replied calmly: "It's not wrong for you to say that!"

Since the beginning of the army, Lao Tzu has eaten and drunk spicy food, killed officials, killed gentry, robbed homes and robbed prefectures and counties, stuffed the women of those officials and rich families under the crotch, and made them work like a in order to survive.

On this day, it's called a fairy-like happiness.

Of course, these state and county people, Lao Tzu doesn't know how many they have killed?

If you don't kill them, where will the food come from? Besides, if you kill too much, you will become numb......"

Lao Huihui's eyes became darker and darker, and he muttered in a low voice and shouted loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, come on, give me a good time."

Eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is a good man again, hahaha......"

"You can't live if you've done your own iniquity!

To give you a good time, then I'm really sorry for the innocent people who died under your hands. ”

King Lu Yan, who has always paid attention to his own image, listened to the words of the old man, and his fat face involuntarily flashed a trace of hideousness, and waved his hand at Zuo Liangyu, who was already impatient, and left the meaning to him to deal with.

The wicked still need the wicked to grind!

Although King Lu Yan is very capable of killing, he does not want to do the torture himself.

"On behalf of the unjustly killed people of the Ming Dynasty, I will send your family to the underground reunion."

Zuo Liangyu said obedient words in his mouth, his eyes exuded a bloodthirsty light, grabbed Lao Huihui's injured wrist, dragged his remnants in the terrible screams, and walked towards the battlefield.

There, there are thousands of his brothers who died in battle, and they need to be mourned by living creatures.

"The Son of Heaven is right, you can't let them go!"

King Luyan's face was gloomy like water, but the cold wind could not blow away the anger in his chest.

"They have one advantage, which is togetherness.

But for Daming, this is a shortcoming, they only have religion and no country in their eyes, not to mention that the country is in danger when they stand up, alas......"

Ni Yuanlu looked sad, shook his head and sighed, and pointed out the problems of the old Hui people.

"But not only them, but also all the religious people? Especially some of the more extreme sects? ”

Yang Tinglin took Ni Yuanlu's words and sighed.

After a few months of military career, Yang Tinglin and Ni Yuanlu, who were born in literati, saw many problems and saw the essence of things very thoroughly.

"Then kill him and get out of the way!"

King Lu Yan was born as a literati, but he did not have the indecisiveness of a literati, and he slashed down with heavy gestures, showing his domineering.

"Zu Kuan, He Renlong, Binggui Shensu, Er and the other two immediately lead the soldiers and horses of the headquarters to clear the old and return to the remnants, and be sure not to leave a single one."

The martial man's actions are neat, and with that said, King Lu Yan has already begun to send two killers under his account.

"The last general Zu Kuan received the order."

"The last general He Renlong will take the order."

The two stepped out and leaned over to accept the task.

Then they looked at each other and smiled, and they with similar personalities finally fought side by side under the same leader.

It feels so good!

The iron flow is rolling, the people and horses are Xiao Xiao, after experiencing the encirclement and suppression war, they are all tired, and they all muster up their hearts and go to the task of exterminating the remnants of the old Hui.

And King Lu Yan led all the Tianxiong army, escorted the prisoners and captures, and set off for Dingyuan County.

Here, they need to repair for a day or two, and then go to Chuzhou, and together with the Qin soldiers of Lao Suntou, they will encircle and suppress the rebels, and the eldest brother Gao Chuang Wang.

On the way, King Lu Yan received a report from the battlefield below.

In this battle, the Tianxiong army killed more than 23,000 Liukou, including more than 6,000 Lao Hui cavalry.

More than 50,000 prisoners were captured, more than 2,000 pieces of armor were seized, and weapons such as swords, guns, and shields were not counted.

Of course, these things are not looked down upon by the Tianxiong Army.

But it was the gold, silver, jewelry, and all kinds of grain that the rogue plundered was what they valued.

However, the exact number has not yet been counted.

But it's indispensable.

The casualties of the Ming officers and soldiers were mainly concentrated in Zuo Liangyu's Changping soldiers, and seriously speaking, the losses of the Tianxiong army were limited.

At this point, the so-called three-way army of Liukou only left the southern route army of King Gao Chuang.

On the spot, King Lu Yan sent the battle report to the capital in an urgent manner to celebrate this great victory.

After receiving the war report, Emperor Chongzhen was overjoyed, and the court meeting that had been interrupted for a long time was held on the second day.

In Emperor Chongzhen's view, although the role of the early dynasty was limited, it could not handle specific affairs.

But it's not right to never go to court sooner.

If there is any good thing, it also needs to be publicized to boost morale.

Of course, it is the current officialdom atmosphere, Emperor Chongzhen is only a scholar of Wanli and Emperor Tianqi, and he is reluctant to go to the early dynasty.

Because, with these righteous men and gentlemen of the Donglin Party, there is really nothing to communicate.

In fact, if the courtiers can be normal, the early dynasty will be held once every three or five days.

It has two benefits.

One is for the monarch and the ministers to communicate smoothly, so that the courtiers can speak, and at the same time show the majesty of the Son of Heaven.

The emperor is generally deep in the imperial city, and ordinary officials cannot meet at will.

Therefore, the early dynasty was extended to give hundreds of officials a chance to speak upright.

Of course, those who can speak are generally only those who are above the fourth grade, because only when they reach this level can they participate in the core events.

The second is that if the Son of Heaven has not been seen for a long time, his prestige will be lost.

Therefore, the early dynasty also let the officials understand at any time where the sky above their heads is.

This is the same as Emperor Chongzhen's work before he crossed over, the boss didn't have any, but he often had to make phone calls and brush up on his sense of existence.

Jinluan Palace, Emperor Chongzhen sat on a high seat, looking around, the ministers below were dressed in birds and beasts, standing in a regular manner.

"The emperor, the minister and the ministry of ministers are still the secretary of Bi Maokang, and there is a gift!" After the ceremony, Bi Maokang, who had not been in office for a long time, took the lead in standing up and said respectfully.

"Bi Aiqing, please play!" For this technocratic official, Emperor Chongzhen said gently.

In fact, most of the officials in the court are carefully selected and selected talents, otherwise they are not qualified to stand in this bright hall.

It's just that being an official is not enough to be educated, and at most a scholar is a scholar.

Only by turning knowledge into ability can he be a real important minister.

And this is the concept of talent in the mind of Emperor Chongzhen.

"Your Majesty, the Military Bureau of the Ministry of Industry has been reorganized, and the personnel have settled down and expanded more than twice as much.

So far, 30,000 sets of armor, 20,000 guns, knives, guns and spears have been manufactured...... It is expected that in March of the following year, the military supplies of the Yongwei Battalion and the Beijing Battalion will be completed. ”

"Very good! The Ministry of Industry has worked hard, and I hope to make persistent efforts and pass on the good news. ”

Emperor Chongzhen nodded with satisfaction, very pleased.

Building the Beijing army is the top priority in Emperor Chongzhen's work, and it cannot be slackened.

This professional person does professional things, but it is different, and the result is twice the result with half the effort.

"Emperor Xie!"

"Your Majesty, the ministers and households are still in the book, and they have a strict book."

"Aiqing, please speak."

"This year, in Hebei, Bazhou, Xiongxian, Baoding and other three prefectures and six counties suffered locust plagues, and the people did not harvest.

The ministers sent tens of millions of household officials to exterminate locusts, and now they are very effective.

However, next year's harvest may still not be enough. Zhou Liangzhuang, the political envoy of Hebei, sent a letter, asking the emperor to exempt this place from paying forty percent of the taxes in the coming year. ”

Bi Ziyan reported.

"Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat.

The suffering of the people is my responsibility.

The order was issued to directly exempt the three prefectures and six counties from paying taxes for one year, and the household department should directly send people to supervise them, and the county and county officials should personally intervene, and there must be no famine. ”

Emperor Chongzhen waved his hand and said solemnly.

Fortunately, this year, there will be a lot of grain tribute from the vassal countries, and there will be a lot more in the hands, and you can pretend to be forced.

As for talking about next year, I'll talk about it next year.

Anyway, Daming's food will never be enough, and this problem is a long-term problem.

"My emperor is merciful, and the people are blessed."

Bi Ziyan immediately knelt on the ground gratefully and kowtowed in thanks.

"Besides, Wen Aiqing?" Emperor Chongzhen's gaze fell on the gentle and traitorous prime minister of the head of Wenchen.

"The minister is here."

"The plague of locusts happens every year.

The Cabinet of Ministers, together with the Ministry of Households, should compile a book on the methods of exterminating locusts and collect good strategies from the localities to solve this problem once and for all. ”

Emperor Chongzhen commanded.

"The minister obeys, and then immediately arranges," replied the treacherous minister, leaning over.

"Sun Chengzong, the secretary of the Ministry of Ministers, has a book."

The political affairs have basically been handled, and the highlight of the day has finally begun.

Sun Chengzong, whose eyebrows were like sickles, his eyes were serious, and he always had a sad face, stood up and said.