"Take these papers to deceive us...... Hehe...... Hahahaha! ”

In October, when the cold winter came, the redemption silver and Tiantu silver promised by the Ming Dynasty to many gentry were sent to the gentry in the form of paper money.

To say that they were gentry is in fact not quite right, because the land on which they depend for their survival no longer exists.

At present, they are just hundreds of thousands of rich people with hundreds of millions of taels of silver.

Unfortunately, the hundreds of millions of taels of silver in this hand are still issued in the form of banknotes, and it is difficult not to think of the treasure banknotes of the year.

They had already suffered a blow from the "abolitionist movement", and now they watched their fields turn into red papers, and their hearts were growing more and more.

It's just that they have no land and no political capital, but they no longer pose a threat to the imperial court at the moment.

If the gentry was a person, then the "abolitionist movement" was a cut off for this person.

Although the torso of the core is still there, there are no hands and feet, so there is only one left to lie down and wait for death.

Many gentry were forced to relocate, and the more than 7 million tenants and slaves who were abolished were also arranged by the Ming Dynasty according to the climate of their hometowns.

The water network in the south of the Yangtze River is well-developed, so the slaves in it also come from the south and the north.

For the hundred slaves and tenants in the north, the Ming Dynasty basically sent them to the Shan Yu Province in the north and the three provinces outside the Guanwai Province in the northeast.

For the slaves in the south, they were basically sent to the Old Port and the Southern State, as well as to the Eastern State (New Zealand) Prefecture.

However, the migration of seven million people will not succeed overnight, it will take years.

Especially in the current situation of drought and flooding in Jiangnan, a large number of people in Jiangnan have fled because of the soaring price of rice, and the supply of ships has long been in short supply.

Some people in Jiangnan had no choice but to step on the train to the northwest, northeast, southwest and other places in order to survive.

For the three provinces south of the Yangtze River and the two capitals and thirteen provinces in the Central Plains, this natural disaster is undoubtedly a serious blow to the economy of the Central Plains.

However, for the Ming Dynasty as a whole, this natural disaster expanded the basic territory of the Han people to the largest territory in all dynasties.

Time passed little by little, and all kinds of scenes in the Ming Dynasty were going according to Zhu Youzhen's plan.

When the time came to the tail of Layue, Jiangnan had not yet walked out of the follow-up of the "abolitionist movement", but Zhu Youzhen had already obtained the booklet of immigrants this year.

"I'm afraid there will be no less than 7 million people who will move this year, but even so, there are still more than 8 million people waiting to be relocated."

"But if the drought subsides next year, many of them will probably lose their thoughts of migrating."

In the Daming Mentougou Armament Courtyard, when Li Changgeng, Hong Chengchou, and Sun Chuanting followed Zhu Youzhen to the Armament Courtyard, they were immediately shocked by the research of all kinds of whimsical ideas in the Armament Courtyard.

A machine gun that fires 300 rounds in a minute, a tank with pure iron, an airplane that can soar in the sky, a car or truck that can travel hundreds of miles a day......

There are also electrical appliances that can transport lightning, electric lights that never go out, and electric trains that use electricity in the city......

These various conjecture designs made Hong Chengchou and others feel like they had come to Li Hongzhang in New York, and they were shocked but couldn't help but have an inexplicable emotion in their hearts.

Although the Armaments Institute's Bi Maokang explained to them that these were just models and that most of the research was unremarkable, it still made them feel a little outdated.

Everyone walked for a long time, and finally sat down, and Li Changgeng also got the document of the Migration Division and read it to Zhu Youzhen.

The four of them sat in a pavilion in the armament courtyard with Bi Maokang and Wang Zheng, listening to Li Changgeng's words, Hong Chengchou couldn't help but sigh:

"If there were no trains or ships, it would be impossible to transport so many people to the north and south of the world."

"How is the population of the feudal clans moving?" Zhu Youzhen did not answer Hong Chengchou's exclamation, but asked about the situation of the vassal kings.

"This year, the feudal lords have relocated more than 1.57 million people, of which 790,000 have migrated to the Qi State, and the remaining 880,000 people have been divided among hundreds of feudal kings and county kings."

"At present, the largest population of the Han family is the Zhou State, and the train can directly send immigrants to Luchuan, which is next door to the Zhou State, so the Zhou State now has a Han population of more than 363,200 people."

"However, the number of natives in the Zhou State is more than 5.2 million, and they are difficult to manage, and they have rioted many times and have been suppressed many times."

"It's not just the Zhou Kingdom, but other vassal states also say the same."

Li Changgeng said this, but Zhu Youzhen knew that what he knew was what the vassal state wanted to tell him, and what the specific vassal did caused the local people to revolt, Zhu Youzhen knew better than anyone else.

Large-scale construction and conscription...... These were the things that the princes were doing in the Lesser West and in Leviia.

It was precisely because of these events that the local people rebelled, and then the vassal king sent troops to suppress it.

However, Zhu Youzhen not only ignored this, but also asked Lu Xiangsheng not to pay attention to it.

At present, the number of Han Chinese working in India is only more than 2.4 million, while the number of local natives is about 80 million.

The low proportion of Han Chinese in the local area is not a good thing, and the population of the Ming Dynasty cannot support the migration of tens of millions of vassals to the local area.

Therefore, it is still necessary to properly suppress the riot, which is why Zhu Youzhen did not let people pay attention to it.

"The affairs of the Armaments Institute, at present, only you and Banzai, the prison country, and the people in the Armaments Institute know, remember not to leak the matter."

"The reason why the things of the Armaments Institute cannot be studied is also because the basic fields of arithmetic, physics, chemistry and other basic studies in the national dynasty started too late, and they have not yet reached the level of accumulation."

"The promotion of official learning needs to be constantly persistent, and only when the basic learning of the national dynasty is on the surface, these things can come into being."

Zhu Youzhen said to everyone, Hong Chengchou understood in his heart, he knew very well that Zhu Youzhen was transferring the main power to them little by little, so that they could become the real cabinet of the great tomorrow, not the cabinet of scholars and doctors like before.

However, even if a few of them can last for twenty or thirty years, it is very difficult to say whether there are people who can hold up after they are gone.

"Let's go, let's go shopping......"

Seeing that the rest was almost over, Zhu Youzhen also got up and continued to walk around the palace armament courtyard with his ministers, and it was not until Shen Shi that everyone took the train from Mentougou and rushed back to the capital before the time of Youshi.

Finally returning to the Qi Palace, sitting on the empty carrier hall, Zhu Youzhen suddenly felt that he didn't seem to have much left to do.

The recovery of the territory of the Transoxiana region, the recovery of the territory of Western Siberia, these only need to be done step by step, and there is no need for him to bother anymore.

The drought will be over in three years, and the remaining two years will gradually become lighter until it disappears, except for next year, when it will be more severe.

The powerful enemies he had faced since his crossing fell silently one by one, and even the gentry who pressed on his head fell one after another in the three-month "abolitionist movement".

The fall of the gentry seemed very incredible to others, but for Zhu Youzhen, he spent a full twenty years for these three months.

From the beginning of being kidnapped by the gentry with southern taxes and having to make a compromise with the Huaibei hunger, to the party struggle between the Donglin Party and the Zhejiang Party, and then the Eunuch Party came to power, the Donglin Party was hit hard, and then the Eunuch Party was abolished......

All of this was done just to snatch money bags from the gentry, or to compile new money bags.

When the Ming no longer had to compromise financially with the gentry, the fall of the gentry was also predictable.

There is no high-spirited rebuke of Fang Xuan in politics, there is no drama where he slaps his face today and I take revenge tomorrow.

Politics is very monotonous, and who can win depends not on who has the most people, but on who is more able to help and win in small things.

Small things accumulate into the general trend, and when the momentum is reached, the political opponent collapses, like a flood bursting the embankment, out of control.

Perhaps future generations will think that the gentry was crushed lightly just because of Zhu Youzhen's words.

But later generations could not see the preparations he made from the first year of Taichang to the twentieth year of the Apocalypse.

Now that the matter is almost over, and the successor has been chosen, Zhu Ciran sits on that chair, and the Ming Dynasty can prosper for another fifty years.

It's just that I don't know if anyone will still remember him fifty years later, and whether this Qi palace fifty years later will still be as crowded as it has been for years......

Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhen stood up, he looked down at the carrying hall, although there was no one on it, but Zhu Youzhen felt that he saw a lot of characters.

Fang Congzhe, Sun Ruyou, Ye Xianggao, Zhao Nanxing, Liu Yixiu, Zhu Guozuo, Shen Yan, Nurhachi, Huang Taiji, Qi Jin, Qin Bangping, Qin Banghan......

One by one, the group left, and no one could be his enemy anymore, nor could they drink with him anymore......

"No, maybe there's another person ......"

Zhu Youzhen thought of someone, maybe he still needed to see him again before leaving Daming.

A smile appeared on his face, and with this smile, he walked out of the carrying hall, and his figure gradually became a lake......

"Planer—"

A sound of wood concoction sounded, and Zhu Youxiao, who was thousands of miles away, seemed to raise his head with a feeling.

"Are you tired, long live?"

Liu Ruoyu, who was standing on the side, handed over the silk, Zhu Youxiao took it and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help laughing:

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, but it's much better now."

Putting down the planer, Zhu Youxiao walked to the chair next to him and sat down: "The group of gentry who threatened me back then have now been punished by my younger brother. ”

"You say, what should I give my brother as a reward?" He smiled and picked up a cup of tea and moistened his throat.

Faced with the inquiry, Liu Ruoyu said respectfully: "The slave maid thinks that it is better to get another set of furniture by herself and send it to the western capital of Qi State." ”

"Although the gift is not expensive, the gift is light and affectionate."

"Good!" Zhu Youxiao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help laughing: "That's right, if my younger brother goes to Qi Country in the future, without the furniture I made myself, I will definitely not be used to it." ”

As he spoke, Zhu Youxiao smiled again: "But now that the ships are out, my younger brother wants to go back and forth between Qi and Daming, and it will only take a month or two." ”

"It's better if he doesn't get used to living in Xijing City, so he will come back to live."

"I heard that there are two concubines in the Qi Palace's palace recently, you said that my brother works so hard every day......"

Liu Ruoyu didn't speak, but even so, Zhu Youxiao still talked about everything he knew about Zhu Youzhen recently.

He said this, and it was not until the pendulum clock in the Qianqing Palace rang midnight that he slowly stopped, and then there was a dead silence in the palace.

There was no smile on Zhu Youxiao's face, only calmness remained, and a little sadness on his brow.

"yes...... The gentry have also cleaned up, so what about next......"

Zhu Youxiao seemed to have figured out something, but he instinctively didn't want to admit it, or even think about it.

He suddenly lost interest, got up and walked to the front of the Qianqing Palace, looking at the Qianqing Palace in the night and was stunned.

Although this place is a little different from the Qianqing Palace in Beijing, it does not seem to prevent Zhu Youxiao from seeing a thin and short figure walking out of a cowardly person behind him.

A smile slowly appeared on Zhu Youxiao's face, he wanted to take a closer look, but when he stepped over the gate of the Qianqing Palace, Wei Zhongxian's voice sounded behind him.

"Hooray, it's cold, be careful of catching a cold......"

Wei Zhongxian's words made Zhu Youxiao stunned, and then the big fur draped on his shoulders by Wei Zhongxian made the scene in front of Zhu Youxiao's eyes gradually become a lake.

When he came back to his senses, the two figures, one big and one small, had completely disappeared, and only the elderly Wei Zhongxian next to him was left by his side.

"Big companion, why do you think it is so easy for my younger brother to clean up this group of gentry, but my emperor of the Ming Dynasty can't?"

Zhu Youxiao looked at the Qianqing Palace Road in the moonlight and muttered to himself.

Wei Zhongxian, who was next to him, heard this, and he didn't know what to say, but at the end he held back a sentence: "Maybe His Royal Highness the King of Qi knows the suffering of the people......"

"Is that all?" Zhu Youxiao knew that he couldn't ask anything, but he still asked Wei Zhongxian.

"Slave and maid are stupid ......" Wei Zhongxian really couldn't say it, his appearance was also like Zhu Youxiao's appearance in his heart.

Even he couldn't tell why his younger brother ruled a big country as easily as cooking a small fresh, as if he had never encountered difficulties.

It seems that in Zhu Youxiao's memory, except for the one when Huaibei was hungry, his younger brother always looked like he was at ease and did not do his best.

Zhu Youxiao exhaled a breath of white mist, then turned around and walked towards the hall, and his voice followed:

"It's cold...... After the beginning of spring, let's go back to Beijing......"

"Slave and maid receive ......"

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly followed, and the master and servant returned to the Qianqing Palace again, and soon after, the familiar sound of wood planing sounded in the palace.

"Poof—"

When the sound sounded again, this time it was not the sound of planing wood, but the sound of the people of Shanshan County, Anxi digging in the land with hoes in their hands.

"Old Li Tou, don't forget to dig the ground in this winter!"

On the edge of the ridge, a passing fifty-year-old man asked Old Man Li, who was in the field with his two sons and was about to use a tractor to reclaim the new land.

In the face of his inquiry, Lao Li Tou, who was only five feet two or three inches tall and had skin like withered tree bark, said with a smile:

"While it's still snowing, you can get as much as you can, so that you can give these two dolls a daughter-in-law next year."

Old man Li smiled, ignored the eyes of others, and began to cultivate the fields with his two sons.

After a while, black smoke came out of the tractor, and the sound of "smack" sounded on the plains of Shanshan County.

Listening to the voice in his ears, Sun Kewang, who was planning Shanshan County with the officials on the city wall, also turned his head to look.

"In this winter, don't forget to reclaim the land?" The official next to him was a little surprised, but Sun Kewang seemed to be surprised and responded:

"I'm afraid of being poor, I'm afraid that if I don't work hard, I'll go back poor, which is a good thing......"

As he spoke, Sun Kewang turned his head to look at his Shanshan City.

Shanshan City, which was once made of rammed earth, has changed its appearance, although the city walls are still rammed earth, but the houses in the city have been demolished.

Sun Kewang had people build small courtyards with cement, and cement roads were paved on the streets, so even if the city walls and the scenery inside the city were a little incompatible, just looking at the situation in the city, it was still commendable.

Shanshan County, which had only about 500 people at the beginning, is now crowded with more than 3,000 people.

This is not the potential of Shanshan County, let alone the potential of Sun Kewang.

In Shanshan County, Sun Kewang asked the people to work in three shifts to reclaim farmland day and night, which was much more efficient.

Although there were only about 200 tractors on hand since they settled in March, thanks to the concerted efforts of the people and subsequent migrants, the arable land in Shanshan County has tripled in less than six months.

At present, Shanshan County has more than 6,200 acres of cultivated land and 3,727 people.

This winter, Luntai County will also send more than 700 tractors, making up 1,000 tractors for Shanshan County.

Relying on these tractors, as well as the two months of February and March that were not delayed, Sun Kewang felt that he seemed to be able to let the people of Shanshan County live a full life next year, and even occasionally have some meat.

"Next year, we have to set aside some land to grow beans, find a way to raise pigs, and strive to let the people eat meat by the 22nd year."

Sun Kewang pointed to the land outside the city and planned them piece by piece.

In the face of Sun Kewang's instructions, everyone also obeyed convincingly, just because they knew Sun Kewang's ability to govern people's livelihood better than anyone else.

In their opinion, Sun Kewang should not be a small magistrate, he should be transferred back to the capital, or serve as the political envoy of Anxi.

However, Sun Kewang didn't say anything about their thoughts, he just wanted to use the mouths of officials and ordinary people to promote himself, so that the people who took the merit test knew what his merits were.

Three consecutive first-class in three years, this is Sun Kewang's small goal, he wants to become an official from the fifth grade on his own after three years.

Thinking like this, he tried his best to govern Shanshan County, and the methods he used to govern Shanshan County were also copied and learned by the surrounding counties.

It's just that although they can study, they will never be able to achieve the same results as Sun Kewang.

But even so, this kind of learning method is much more useful than their own exploration.

Gradually, Sun Kewang's reputation naturally spread in Anxi.

"This Sun Kewang has managed well, and he can actually turn the cultivated land in Shanshan County from 2,000 mu to more than 6,000 mu in half a year."

"It's a pity that it's not from our Governor's Mansion, otherwise transferring him to Broken Leaf City will probably make Li Dingguo's kid worry less."

In the city of Anxi in Anxi Prefecture, Cao Wenzhao, as the new governor of the Northern Army, was roasting a fire with Cao Bianjiao, who was the chief soldier of Anxi, discussing the deeds of Sun Kewang.

The two laughed and chatted, and they were very interested in Sun Kewang.

"I heard that this Sun Kewang was promoted to the East Palace by His Royal Highness, and then he was dissatisfied with his position in the East Palace, so he took the initiative to ask for decentralization."

Cao Bianjiao knew more about Sun Kewang than Cao Wenzhao, who was far away in Lingbei before.

"Yes...... It is a blessing for this kid to be favored by His Royal Highness. Cao Wenzhao smiled, and at the same time put away the news about Sun Kewang.

He rolled up the message, put it aside casually, and then touched his short beard:

"It's almost twenty-one years since the Apocalypse, and it's only two or three years before His Highness takes over."

"Northern Army, you have to take care of my uncle, I will inevitably forget some things sometimes, so you have to be careful of Yanshan below."

Cao Wenzhao is talking about the Yanshan generals in the Northern Army, their number is not a few, among the 200 generals in the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies of the Ming Dynasty, the Yanshan faction occupies 74 positions.

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It can be seen from this that the Yanshan faction is not simply engaged in political activities in the officialdom, but often participates in the military.

Such a two-headed bet is also one of the reasons why the Yanshan faction can grow so fast.

Facing Cao Wenzhao's words, Cao Bianjiao's face couldn't help but have a few dignified looks:

"Although I can look at the generals in Anxi, I can't look at the generals in other places."

"This matter still has to be agreed between you and the provincial commanders, uncle."

"At the ......juncture of His Royal Highness's desire to be a feudal lord," Cao Bianjiao suddenly paused, and then raised his head with a complicated face.

The firelight flickered on his face, and the atmosphere was a little heavy, and Cao Wenzhao couldn't help frowning.

"Uncle, do you think Your Highness will arrange us in Daming like Li Dingguo?"

"This ...... Naturally not. Cao Wenzhao hesitated, but then said resolutely:

"After all, we are the old men who are following His Highness, and there are not too many wars in the Ming Dynasty at the moment, Li Dingguo, Li Zicheng and their group of people are enough to guard the western region."

"Is that really the case......" Cao Bianjiao replied and glanced down at the fire in the brazier.

Cao Wenzhao, who was sitting opposite him, heard his self-questioning words, his brows slowly stretched, and he said as if comforting:

"Your Highness will definitely do that, and we will definitely go to the Qi country with Your Highness, Mandu Governor, and Sun Du Governor."

"A certain ......"