"On the matter of Levia's inauguration, henceforth the ...... was held"

"Tuk-tuk—"

On the first day of the seventh month, when the entire Ming Dynasty was busy, it was convened by Zhu Youzhen, presided over by Bi Ziyan, and explained by Xu Xiake.

The venue of the meeting was still chosen in front of the Taimiao, but this time there were many fewer vassal kings who came to participate in the meeting.

Because South Asia has been divided into many feudal domains, only more than 80 princes and county kings came to Taimiao.

On the Taimiao, Bi Ziyan ordered people to open the map, and the map marked 120 maps of the feudal domain, which went south from the eastern coast of Somalia to the border of South Africa, and then from the west coast of South Africa to the north, all the way north to Cameroon.

Actually, the map was supposed to go to the Gambia, but considering that the Europeans had a large number of gold mining teams in the Gulf of Guinea, they chose to stop at Cameroon.

Zhu Youzhen was unwilling to use the reputation of the Ming Dynasty to deceive people, so at the meeting, Xu Xiake explained the customs and geography of Leviya very clearly.

Among them, he emphasized that there were nearly 10,000 natives in Levia, and that it was several times more difficult to reclaim land in Levia than in other places.

These introductions immediately made many people in the feudal domains retreat, but soon Bi Ziyan's words regained the confidence of the people of the feudal domains.

First of all, among the three concessions in Domain, the first of which is the lend-lease discount.

The feudal lords rented the Gongwei battalion, and each battalion only needed 100,000 taels of silver for military salaries, followed by only five taels of silver for the migration of the people.

These two concessions immediately made the price of Levitia half lower than that of South Asia, and many of the feudal domains, which were already not well funded, began to talk about it.

"It's not a difficult thing to reclaim, it's a big deal to learn from the imperial court and use local people to build and reclaim."

"Yes, yes, it's just that the natives above Levia are not easy to grasp, and there are some problems on this."

"Wait a minute, listen to the third offer."

"It's also ......"

The discussion of the feudal clans soon came to an abrupt end, and Bi Ziyan continued:

"This third preferential is the tax payment of the Ming Emperor's shop on the trade of the feudal domains, the Ming Emperor's tax to the South Asian feudal lords is three out of ten, but in Leviya it is ten taxes and four."

It takes a lot of effort to build an economic circle, and the settlement of the imperial store in Daming is the best means to directly establish the local economy.

The vassal system determined that the Ming feudal domains could not have their own currency, and everyone had to use the currency of the Ming Dynasty, so the mine was useful for the feudal domains, but it was not very useful.

The system problem determined that they had to rely on the Ming Dynasty, and Huangdian's direct intervention was equivalent to establishing a basic tax department for them.

The field tax was still levied by the feudal states themselves, and the commercial tax was the same, and the profits of the imperial store were handed over to forty percent, which was a good deal for the feudal lords.

Unless they engage in a state-run economy like the Ming Dynasty, who they collect taxes with is not collected.

As for the economy? They have to be controlled by the Ming Dynasty militarily, who cares if the economy is controlled or not.

So it became clear that in view of the success of the South Asian feudal domains, many feudal lords began to put up signs to bid for land.

Under this round of bidding, except for the Huai Domain, Ji Domain, and Tang Domain, which had already been allied, the rest of the domains chose to join the domain.

All 123 auction lots were auctioned, and after the first day of the second month of the tenth year of the Apocalypse, there will also be a second trip to the West.

The feudal lords can let their children or officials go with the ship, because there are no large countries in the central and southern regions, so they only need to wait for the return trip to the Western Ocean, and the feudal domains are sure to go to the Western Ocean, then the Ming Dynasty will organize the third trip to the Western Ocean to go to the domain.

This time is about three years.

Therefore, after finalizing the matter, Xu Xiake and Bi Ziyan went to the Qi Palace, and handed the list to Zhu Youzhen for reading.

Sitting in the study, Zhu Youzhen flipped through the list, and when he finally saw that there were still three feudal clans that had not yet been established, he frowned slightly:

"What's going on with the Huai Domain, the Ji Domain, and the Tang Domain?"

He looked up at Xu Xiake, who was sitting on the left and right of the lower head, Bi Ziyan, and Xu Xiake didn't know anything about the court, so Bi Ziyan could only respond:

"The old Tang King did not attend, it was Zhu Qiqi, the son of the Tang Dynasty, who attended, and the lower officials looked at their appearance, it seems that Zhu Changqing and Zhu Yujian, who fought in South Asia, wrote to them and said something, so they did not make a decision."

"......" Listening to Bi Ziyan's words, Zhu Youzhen put down the list, did not dwell on this matter with the two, but said:

"The second trip to the West needs to be prepared in October this year, Xu Xiake, if you have any requirements, you can list a booklet, or talk to Gu now."

"It's Your Highness......" Xu Xiake sat upright, and then said:

"The lower official does have something to say, and asks His Highness for help."

Xu Xiake paused, and then continued:

"Since this time we are going south from Wandao County in Ceylon Province, and then take the route of the Deep Sea Islands to the ancestral island of Serauleng, and then from here to South Leviia, the lower officials need His Highness to give the quota of the Supervision Department and the prefecture first."

"Secondly, this waterway must have been a frequent route for the imperial court in the future, so it was necessary to establish market towns and supply points on the islands."

"His Royal Highness needs His Highness to send someone to help coordinate the establishment of a supply market town, and in addition, after this trip, His Royal Highness needs to dig gold mines in the local area, so I hope His Highness will allow the local establishment of a gunpowder bureau, an army and appointed officials."

Xu Xiake knew that he was only responsible for going to the West, so he didn't want to be involved in how to establish a supervision department on land, how to establish a gunpowder bureau, and how to manage people and affairs.

Zhu Youzhen saw his thoughts thoroughly and understood his difficulties, but it was still quite difficult for him to choose someone to supervise Levia for a while.

Lu Xiangsheng was sent by him to Xiaoxiyang, Hong Chengchou stayed in the southwest, Sun Chuanting was the governor of the country, and Yang Wenyue was placed in Yingzhou.

In this way, it seems that Zhu Youzhen has only Wu Aheng as a civil official who can be sent out to serve as a supervision envoy.

However, only one Wu Aheng was sent, and Zhu Youzhen was a little uneasy.

After thinking about it, Zhu Youzhen said to Bi Ziyan:

"Give Wu Aheng an order, order him to return to the capital, wait for the next year to go to Leviya, and then transfer Yan Yinshao, accompanied by Yan Yingyuan."

"To the imperial brother, Xianlao Lengzu Island and Southern Leviya will be crowned as the Southern Kunlun Supervision Envoy, and Wu Aheng will be awarded the crown prince and young master, and the Southern Kunlun Supervision Envoy will be crowned."

"Then divide the Southern Kunlun Supervision Envoy Division into the South Kunlun Mansion in Southern Leviya and the East Kunlun Mansion on the ancestral island of Xianlao Leng."

"Yan Yingyuan was appointed as the prefect of South Kunlun, and Yan Yinshao was appointed as the prefect of East Kunlun."

"The South Kunlun Supervision Envoy stayed in Hong Kong to station a fleet in the Navy Governor's Office, and ordered Huang Fei to go to South Kunlun after the war, and in addition, the South Kunlun Supervision Envoy was stationed in the three battalions of soldiers and horses, so for the time being."

"The subordinate receives the order......" Bi Ziyan responded, but he also knew that this was just the beginning.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished his trick, Zhu Youzhen asked Xu Xiake:

"I'm going to station three battalions of Gongwei Battalion and one guard of naval soldiers and horses in South Kunlun, in your opinion, how many people need to be relocated, and how many years will it take for them to be self-sufficient?"

Garrisoning troops is not simply a matter of stationing troops if you want to, but also needs to consider logistics.

At present, although there are some coastal market towns in South Kunlun spontaneously formed by Europeans, at most they can meet the needs of sailors on trade ships between the two sides.

At present, the Ming army is going to transfer nearly 15,000 people to it in one go, and whether the local market towns can meet the living needs of this army is a question that Zhu Youzhen needs to be concerned about.

In this regard, Xu Xiake said without thinking:

"If the scale of the fleet is large enough this time, after the transfer of troops, we can leave enough food for the soldiers to eat for a year, and then continue to transfer food from the small Western Supervision Envoy during the period, it will not be difficult to raise these 15,000 people, because the local market can help them."

"As long as the local market towns can receive help, and then the army uses the local natives to cultivate the fields and plant wheat and soybeans, in fact, as long as the cultivation is thorough enough, it will be self-sufficient in the second year."

"There is no need to worry about vegetables there, Xia Guan has seen coastal Europeans grow vegetables, it is easy to grow vegetables locally, but the difficult thing is to grow rice and wheat."

"In the local area, before the land was improved, we could only grow jade wheat, soybeans and vegetables to support ourselves, and if we wanted to eat rice and wheat, we could only transport grain from the West to South Kunlun."

"As for the relocation of the people, it depends on how many acres of land the local natives have cultivated in the following year."

"The local land is not suitable for direct migration of people to cultivate, at least three years of intensive cultivation and three years of improvement."

"The advice of the lower officials is to first send troops to the local area, and then use the natives to reclaim the fields and mine the gold mines, so as to ensure that the local army can be self-sufficient in military pay and food."

"When rice and wheat can be planted after three years of intensive farming, it is best to relocate people to the local area."

Xu Xiake finished talking about his thoughts, and Zhu Youzhen bowed slightly:

"You're right, but I'll add one."

As he spoke, Zhu Youzhen looked at Bi Ziyan, and then said:

"Release 15,000 female dependents from the families of the former offending officials, and when the time comes, they will participate in the Western Ocean together, and settle in South Kunlun with the army."

"Xiaguan was about to say this, but he didn't expect His Highness to say it first, and sure enough, His Highness was ......" Bi Ziyan bragged about Zhu Youzhen.

Obviously, they all took into account the personal needs of the non-commissioned officers.

Unlike South Asia, where assimilation does not exist among indigenous women, Leviya is different.

Zhu Youzhen didn't want it, after the feudal domains became vassals, they found that the Southern Kunlun Supervision Division was a group of Kunlun slaves managing them, so where was the majesty of the Ming Dynasty?

Thinking so, Zhu Youzhen wrote lightly:

"When I go to the West, just discuss the rest, and let someone call Lu Wenzhao to me after I go out."

"Yes......" Hearing Zhu Youzhen's words, Xu Xiake and Bi Ziyan got up one after another and exited the study.

They all knew that King Qi wanted to find out why the three domains of the Tang Domain didn't join the domain.

So after they withdrew, someone passed Lu Wenzhao over after a while.

Lu Wenzhao, who walked into the study, made a gesture, and Zhu Youzhen waved his hand to signal him to sit down:

"Tell me what the hell is going on, Tang Fan, Huai Fan and Ji Fan."

"Yes!" Lu Wenzhao sat first on the left, and then replied:

"Judging from what they did in the Little West a few months ago, they are not here for the time being to loot gold and silver."

"Scavenging for gold and silver?" Zhu Youzhen frowned slightly, and Lu Wenzhao also told the children of the three feudal clans what they did in Tianzhu.

At the end, Lu Wenzhao did not forget to add his guess:

"According to the dismissal of the lowly position, the gold and silver they looted in Tianzhu are no less than 500,000 taels of silver......

"Huh...... They're pretty good at making money. After Zhu Youzhen heard what happened, he was not so worried, but picked up the teacup with peace of mind and took a shallow sip.

Soldiers will go overseas to fight to earn silver, not to mention the three major palaces without silver.

Now it seems that they want to accumulate enough resources to be in the domain, but they don't know and face the land that has been divided into almost the same amount now, and these people will go to the domain.

"Find out where they are going, and I want to know where they want to go."

"Yes!" Lu Wenzhao responded, and slowly got up and exited the study after seeing that Zhu Youzhen had no other explanation.

When he left the study, Zhu Youzhen put down the teacup, lowered his head and continued to deal with the music.

It's just that while he was dealing with the note, a note of impeachment came into his eyes.

The name of the person who was impeached made Zhu Youzhen slightly stunned, all because there was a familiar name written on it.

Sun Chuanting......

"Desolation, ......"

When Zhu Youzhen saw Sun Chuanting's name, with a sigh, thousands of miles away outside Longchuan County, Huizhou Prefecture, Guangdong, a big rough hand lifted the withered grass-like seedlings.

The seedlings were easily pulled off, but the dry soil could not be lifted like an iron plate.

The owner of the big hand stood up, revealing dark skin and vicissitudes of life.

In front of him was a field of hundreds of thousands of acres of unharvested fields, and behind him were dry canals.

The bottom of the canal was dry and cracked, several feet deep without a trace of moisture.

The surrounding mountains are full of dry and dead trees, and the whole world is dim, as if people have gone to the Great Gobi Desert in the northwest at the beginning of the 20th century.

Dropping down the withered grass-like seedlings, Sun Chuanting turned around with a heavy heart.

He looked at Longchuan County, which was hundreds of steps behind him, and perhaps only Wu Youxing's master and apprentice at the gate of the city and the people in the long queue could make him feel a little warm.

"Governor, the whole county of Longchuan County has no harvest, and we can only count on you to allocate grain, or work for relief."

Standing next to Sun Chuanting, the magistrate of Longchuan said the words of request with a chapped mouth, and was deeply shocked.

Seeing this, Sun Chuanting helped him up, looked at the other party in his twenties, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, there are still good officials in the Ming Dynasty.

"Regarding the affairs of Longchuan County, I will report to the imperial court and the household department, and ask for the transfer of grain from the Ryukyu Prefecture to provide relief through work."

"It's just that there are indeed too many people in Longchuan County, if every county is like this, it means that the imperial court has the heart, but it is also powerless."

Sun Chuanting's words are very straightforward, that is, he wants the people of Longchuan County to move out partially.

It's just that in this regard, Longchuan Zhixian sighed helplessly:

"The lower officials don't know, it's just that the people here are hard to leave, and after two years of drought, only more than 1,000 households have moved out of this place, less than one-tenth of the household registration."

"If the people don't leave, it is naturally impossible for the lower officials to drive them away, otherwise how can they be worthy of the name of their parents' officials."

"......" Sun Chuanting frowned slightly, he could see that the magistrate of Longchuan may be a good person, but he is not a good official.

At this juncture, there is still mentioning what so-called reputation, which is either stupid or bad.

The magistrate of Longchuan is neither stupid nor bad, he is purely reluctant to give up his reputation.

From this point of view, those officials who forcibly drove the people to the old port and cochin to emigrate to the real border gave the people a way to live.

For example, the magistrate of Longchuan seems to be good to the people, but once he can't solve the problem of eating for the people, tens of thousands of people will starve to death in Longchuan with him.

For a while, Sun Chuanting's emotions were also a lot colder towards the other party, he looked at Longchuan County, and asked after groaning:

"How many people are there in Longchuan County?"

"Sixty-seven thousand and thirty-seven mouths, if you don't count the hidden households......" Longchuan Zhixian responded honestly, and Sun Chuanting bowed slightly when he heard this.

After a moment he spoke:

"I will go to the Imperial Court and ask the Imperial Court to transfer 120,000 stone of rice from the Ryukyu Prefecture, but even if it is the fastest speed, it will take two months."

"The governor can rest assured that ......" Longchuan County hurriedly said:

"Although the county is too poor to open the pot, there are still 16,000 stone rice, and if it is used purely for disaster relief, it will be no problem to survive until two months later."

"Hmm......" Sun Chuanting glanced at the other party, not wanting to expose the other party's good name, and walked sideways past the other party, walking towards the other fields.

Longchuan County is the ninety-fourth county he has set foot in in the past two years, Sun Chuanting has lost count of how many people he ordered to take, and how many copies he has taken, the only thing he remembers, what he understands is that no matter how he handles it, the living environment of the people still has not improved.

The drought does not recede, and all the early people can only barely survive.

The group of people in the court talked exaggeratedly, saying that each disaster victim could receive 15 yuan and buy three or four catties of rice for work, so they felt that the disaster victims could live a nourishing life.

But I don't want to, three or four catties of rice are not eaten by one person, but by a family, and seven or eight people are eating.

Three or four catties of rice are boiled into gruel, but they can barely survive.

The good news in the court is like a song, and the gold and silver are piled up, but the gold and silver cannot be turned into food, and without food, the victims cannot be fed......

Walking in front of a dry river, Sun Chuanting stopped, he looked at the river that was once more than ten zhang wide and eight or nine feet deep, and then walked down the river loop, walking on the cracked riverbed with his legs, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

The staff of the governor who accompanied him followed, and after summarizing the document a little, handed it over:

"Governor, except for the last Chaozhou Mansion, the amount of all the prefectures and counties in Guangdong that have been affected by the disaster and asked for the distribution of relief grain is here, totaling 8,274,300 stones."

"Eight million two hundred and seventy-four thousand three hundred stone ......" took the booklet, Sun Chuanting briefly flipped through it, and then closed the book and sighed:

"This year, how many times have we asked the court for food?"

"This ......" the staff was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"A total of 82 sparse and more than 19,296,000 stone ...... of grain"

"Nearly 20 million stone ......" Sun Chuanting groaned, and couldn't help shaking his head and said:

"I don't know how long I can work as a governor, and how long His Highness can protect me."

Sun Chuanting had something to say, obviously his behavior of asking for food many times made many people very dissatisfied, and the reason why there was no news of impeachment was stopped by Zhu Youzhen.

It's just that after so long, even Sun Chuanting himself has noticed that if the drought continues like this, I'm afraid the imperial court will not be able to help if it wants to.

"Why should the governor worry about the sky? Besides, Governor, you are for the victims, not for yourself......"

The staff looked at Sun Chuanting's back and spoke a little sadly.

"Last year, the grain of the Sui Dynasty was only 40 million stones, and I used half of it alone, how can the hundred officials tolerate me?"

Handing the book to the staff, Sun Chuanting looked at the river overgrown with hay, and his heart was like a mirror.

"Even if His Highness can protect me, I'm afraid that this governor's disaster relief will not be able to continue."

"Your Highness may not know how many people's financial routes have been blocked by this disaster relief matter, but how can you and I not know?"

Sun Chuanting asked the staff, and the staff was also stopped by him.

"How many things are hidden from His Highness by the people below? How much did you and I see when we came this time? ”

Sun Chuanting walked on the cracked riverbed, and the sound of the soil skin being trampled and cracked came from the soles of his feet:

"The people below are officials, even if they are officials in Yanshan, they actually think about themselves seven times, think about the court for two points, and last care about face in front of the people."

"This disaster relief matter, from the scribe to the household department, everyone has their own thoughts."

"If I, the governor, can't do it anymore, go to the capital over there, poke things out, and clean up the faces of these guys."

"In the matter of disaster relief, anyway, I am unfair and public, and I am selfless and selfish."

"In this case, if you get things out early, everyone will attack each other shamelessly."

"I'm afraid that this will peel off His Highness's face." The staff couldn't help but speak.

When he said this, he naturally did not mean that Zhu Youzhen was also involved in disaster relief and corruption, but that many of the people under Zhu Youzhen were involved in disaster relief and corruption.

"If you kill a batch, if you change it for a few years, it will be too safe and stable, even Your Highness will feel that it is worth it." Sun Chuanting turned around and walked towards the shore, and the staff could only sigh when they saw this and followed.

The two walked to the city gate, at this time the sky was already yellow, many victims had left, and more than ten masters and apprentices such as Wu Youxing, who had set up a free clinic stall at the city gate, were collecting their stalls.

"Governor Sun."

Seeing Sun Chuanting coming, the students greeted Sun Chuanting, and Sun Chuanting reluctantly squeezed out a smile in response.

He walked in front of Wu Youxing and said deeply:

"Brother ...... again"

"Boya ......" Wu Youxing saw Sun Chuanting coming, and he also closed the medical skills he wrote and returned the salute.

Sun Chuanting caught a glimpse of that medical skill, and couldn't help but ask: "...... the people of Longchuan?"

"Alas......" Wu Youxing sighed:

"It's still like that, it's all a matter of eating, and if you can eat enough, there won't be so many problems."

The heart of the healer's parents is full of diseases caused by hunger......

Wu Youxing knew why the people were riddled with diseases, but he couldn't cure this disease.

"I have already asked the imperial court for grain allocation, I hope that the people of Guangdong can survive until next year, and the drought will subside next year......

Sun Chuanting may have heard this result many times, so he didn't sigh, but silently said his arrangement.

"Boya has worked for the people." Wu Youxing made a bow on behalf of the people, and Sun Chuanting also said:

"I'm going to Chaozhou Mansion tomorrow, so let's have a good rest."

"Boya ...... the same"

The two returned the salute, and then packed up their things together and returned to Longchuan County.

It's just that the rickety appearance on the way back, one high and one low, makes people physically and mentally exhausted......

The evening update is around half past ten.

(End of chapter)