Chapter Forty-Eight: Our Jinyi Wei relies on virtue to convince people!
After listening to Yin Cheng's report, Shen Lian and the others suddenly gasped.
"I know that the Daming Local Guard Office has long been decayed and useless, but this is Datong Town, one of the nine important towns of Daming, and it has been corrupted to such a point!?"
Shen Lian, Wang Ding'an and others rarely went out of Beijing, and it was very incomprehensible that the situation in the border towns had deteriorated to such an extent.
"Relying on this kind of treacherous people to guard the border fortress, if one day Dongnu or Beiyu invade on a large scale, how can this Datong Town East Road be able to resist it?"
Looking at the leopard in the tube, even the fortress areas that are very close to the north of Yanghe Daodong Road have been corrupted to this point, and it is conceivable that the entire Daming border town area has been corrupted to such a point that military discipline has deteriorated.
"I suddenly admired Wei Zhongxian a little, he has been in power for a few years, and he can maintain the stability of the border pass under such a corrupt situation, and it is also a good means!"
Yin Cheng sighed and said: "The more I know, the less confident I will be in our Ming Dynasty, and I don't know how long this relatively stable situation can last!"
Lu Fan looked solemn and said, "It won't last long, and there is not much time left for us!"
If there is no accident, after next year, the Jin army, under the leadership of Huang Taiji, will cross the Liaodong defense line, detour through the Mongolian steppe, break the gap in the Great Wall from Xuanfu Town, and invade North China in one fell swoop.
And if he, Lu Fan, wants to plan for the position of the chief soldier of Datong Town, this time is an indispensable opportunity.
But the premise is that he must have enough soldiers and horses, otherwise it would be good to be able to protect himself with the thousands of brocade-clothed guards under his command now, as for the military exploits or something, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.
During this period of time, the Houjin Army was on the rise, or at its peak, and its combat effectiveness was far from being comparable to those of the Manchurian Eight Banners in later generations.
In terms of field combat capability, today's Houjin army may be at most a middle-class level in the entire history of China, but in today's era, looking at the whole of East Asia, it is indeed difficult to meet an opponent.
Not to mention the rotten Ming Wei army, even the Mongolian steppe has long lost the invincible demeanor of Genghis Khan, and the tribes are like a plate of scattered sand, and it is difficult to gather together to form an effective combat force.
This also made the combat power of the Houjin Army constantly exaggerated, and even in the end, there was a saying that 'the eight banners are less than 10,000, and the 10,000 are invincible'.
"The officials and troops of the East Road are already decaying, and what we can rely on is ourselves!"
Lu Fan got up, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "The top priority now is the food problem!"
"My lord, opening up the land is a long-term plan, but the manpower and material resources required to open up an acre of land are far more than several times that of ordinary fields, and in the first year after the land, the harvest is very small, that is, barely making ends meet, and it is difficult to have a surplus. ”
Wang Ding'an's eyes flashed, and he said: "In case of a large-scale invasion by Dongnu in the coming year, the food we need can only rely on the supply of the Suning Chamber of Commerce.
As for the supply of grain and grass in the imperial court, Wang Dingan and others didn't take it seriously at all, and it was better to expect the sows to be able to go up the trees than to count on the group of Donglin Party masters!
Lu Fan nodded and said: "The matter of clearing the wasteland still has to continue, of course, those fertile fields that have been embezzled and annexed by the local military attaché can't just be left alone!"
Speaking of this, he sneered, "No matter how many fields those people have, no matter how much land they have, they always need the people to plant it." And our first step now is to rob them of people by clearing the wasteland!"
"Most of the fertile land on the east road of Datong Town has been encroached upon by local military officials, and the people can only live by renting seeds. If we provide the people with the cattle and all kinds of farming tools they need to open up the wasteland, whoever reclaims the land will belong to him, and he will be exempted from taxes for two years.
Hearing this, Yin Cheng clapped his hands and said excitedly: "My lord, this is the bottom of the kettle, if there are no people, what is the use of more land?"
The Chinese people have always had an indescribable obsession and pursuit of land, and for them, it is almost a lifelong pursuit to have their own land.
No matter how good other people's land is, it is also someone else's, and no matter how barren their own land is, at least it belongs to themselves, so there is no need to hesitate to choose between the two.
"My lord, it's just that in this way, we have moved the foundation of the local military attaché, and I am afraid that they will not let go!" Shen Lian said worriedly.
"Don't let people go?" Lu Fan glanced at the saber on Shen Lian's waist and said with a smile: "After working for so long, the Jinyi Guard, the principle of convincing people with virtue, still needs this official to teach?"
Saying this, Yin Cheng and the others immediately laughed.
Convince people with virtue (martial virtue), this is exactly their Jinyiwei's housekeeping skills, since the adults have said so, then they are completely relieved, and their hearts suddenly have confidence.
"Yin Cheng, you take people, build the edict prison in this Yanghe city as soon as possible, the traditional craftsmanship of Jinyiwei can't be lost!"
"Ding'an, draft the documents for land reclamation, hurry up, spring plowing season, you can't delay!"
"Shen Lian, after the construction of the military camp is completed, you will personally lead people to reclaim the nearby wasteland, and tell the brothers that the reclaimed wasteland belongs to you, work hard, don't slack off!"
"Yang Wanli, you are responsible for contacting the Suning Chamber of Commerce, what is needed in the army, communicate with them in a timely manner, and if they have any difficulties, you will also be responsible for settling them!"
"Zhao Shanhe, the recruitment of all kinds of craftsmen can't be stopped, and you will need to be responsible for the armor, weapons, bows and crossbows needed by our army in the future!"
One order after another was issued, simple and clear, not in the clouds, which made the subordinates excited, my lord is going to do a big job!
After everyone received the order, Lu Fan's eyes finally fell on Li Ying and Sun Fan, the two former Fusi Qianhu who had almost no sense of existence.
These two people, both of whom are burly and tall, have extraordinary skills, lack strategy, but are good at marching and fighting, and belong to combat talents, and they seem a little cramped in this hall of discussing strategy.
"The two of you, each with 500 horsemen, patrol the castles on the east road, and by the way, publicize the policy of clearing the wasteland of my general's mansion. ”
"Humble duty!"
Finally a task fell on their heads, Li Ying and the others were very excited, got up and clenched their fists, and then asked with anticipation: "My lord, if someone prevents the people from clearing the wasteland, can they kill people in their humble positions?"
Lu Fan frowned and said, "Before asking this question, let's take a look at the robe on your body!"
Li Ying looked down at the very powerful brocade robe on his body, his old face turned red at the moment, and he didn't know what to say.