Chapter Twenty-Six: I Am God's Son!
Li Yunze turned his head and asked Wang Chengen.
"Is Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Tianshi here?"
Wang Chengen responded, "Zhang Xianyong, the fifty-second generation heavenly master of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, is already waiting outside the hall to be summoned. ”
glanced at Li Yunze outside the door of the hall, and smiled indifferently, "It's good to come." ”
His gaze swept over the people in the Fengtian Temple.
"Mountain lords and sea lords, stand on the left."
The so-called mountain owners mostly refer to those budding capitalists who are engaged in the tea raw silk business.
Because it usually covers the mountain, it is called the mountain owner.
As for the sea owner, he mainly has a ship to run overseas trade, and by the way, he helps Zheng Zhilong's kind of sea coward sell stolen goods.
Because he runs the sea, he is called the sea master.
The mountain lords and sea lords in the main hall, there were about twenty people, and they still stood obediently on the left side after looking at each other.
"If you participate in the rebellion, you will inevitably be held accountable." Li Yunze directly dispelled some people's illusions: "I have a chance to continue my life here, are you willing to accept it?" ”
Huang Wenhuan was the first to kneel down and bow, "Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace." ”
Everyone woke up and saluted.
"It's just a continuation of life, not an exoneration." Li Yunze shook his head slightly, "You and others formed a propaganda group to carefully explain to the local people about many rebels and rebels in various counties in the south of the Yangtze River. ”
"The heinous crimes of the nobles, civil and military, gentry, evil monks, and anti-kings, through the mouths of those who personally participated, let the people of Jiangnan understand clearly, and they will not be deceived by traitors."
After the preaching, you and the others were incorporated into the army's death battalion. In the first place in battle, those who behead the head of the enemy's armor can be exempted from capital crimes. ”
Li Yunze, who had some regrets, persuaded him, "This is a chore, in other words, I would rather go directly to the execution ground, and all kinds of toss in the province will eventually die on the battlefield." ”
Those who behead the head of the enemy's armor on the battlefield can be exempted.
This sentence sounds brisk, but in fact it is called a hundred deaths.
The death battalion is cannon fodder, the kind that rushes to the front on the battlefield and is basically impossible to come back alive.
And they will take the head of the armor.
That's a soldier, those who can wear armor are elite, and if the head is so easy to take, what kind of battle will there be.
Because of this, in Li Yunze's opinion, it is better to go directly to the execution ground with such a hard time.
There is no doubt that he underestimated the human desire to survive.
It was Huang Wenhuan who took the lead and kowtowed heavily: "Grass people, thank you for your grace!" ”
The mountain lords and sea masters, even if they lost everything, even if they still had to go to the battlefield to be cannon fodder, they all kowtowed with Huang Wenhuan.
When you have the opportunity, you must seize it.
Li Yunze, who sighed, looked at the gentry.
It is said that it is a gentry, but in fact it is a large landlord everywhere, and the worst is that the family has a field of 10,000 acres.
The next step is to rectify Li Yunze, who is in the fields south of the Yangtze River, and he has nothing to say to them.
Directly waved his hand to beckon Jinyiwei, "Escort down, and go to the execution ground tomorrow." ”
Li Yunze had only one way to solve the problem of land annexation, that is, to collect the fields of the big landlords as much as possible under his own name and turn them into imperial villages.
Then it is leased to the people in perpetuity to cultivate, and the kind that can be inherited by future generations.
Because the imperial estate cannot be bought and sold, the possibility of annexation is cut off from the source, which can be regarded as the best solution for him to curb land annexation in this era.
If it weren't for saving the Ming Dynasty, then Li Yunze would definitely directly sweep away all the big landlords, and then divide the fields and land.
Because of this, there is not much to say about the big landowners.
The fields were confiscated, and the people sent to the west to learn the scriptures were finished.
In the end, it's the masters.
"Call Zhang Tianshi in."
Zhang Xianyong, the fifty-second generation of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, came in to salute respectfully.
Li Yunze was a little surprised that he was wearing a purple robe.
is worthy of being a contemporary Zhang Tianshi, and his identity is high enough.
"The one over there." Li Yunze gestured, "Do you recognize it?" ”
Zhang Xianyong turned his head to look at Master Hongdu not far away, looked at the big face that had been completely swollen, and grinned and forced a smile, "It looks a little familiar, dare to ask who this pig-headed master is?" ”
"A traitor who assassinates the king." Li Yunze's hand motioned to those masters: "These are all these." ”
Here, Zhang Xianyong immediately pulled up the style: "The traitor deserves to die, the crime is unforgivable!" ”
"Not only that, but they're also in the business of making thirteen returns. I don't know how many people in Jiangnan have been forced to die by them. ”
"Scum!" Zhang Xianyong stomped his feet hatefully, "What a scum!" ”
Li Yunze waved his hand, "Heavenly Master doesn't need to be so angry, tomorrow they will go on the road to the West Heaven to learn scriptures." I came to you because I wanted you to take the lead in Longhu Mountain and lead the Daomen everywhere to investigate the pickling of the Jiangnan Temple, are you willing? ”
Zhang Xianyong, who smiled like a chrysanthemum in his front and back eyes, saluted respectfully, "The order of the Son of Heaven cannot be violated." ”
Those things between the Daomen and the Buddhism Sect have been entangled for many years, and the whole world knows that they don't deal with each other.
Now that I have seized the opportunity, I have not to kill it.
Li Yunze got up and left, "That's it, let's go on our own roads." ”
There is still the last big head of the blood alliance case that has not ended, and that is the vassal king.
This is a big pit, and Li Yunze plans to bury all the big landlords in Jiangnan into this pit, and then rectify the clan.
The sky was slightly clear, and the violent wind and rain that had raged all night finally subsided.
A slight hint of cool sunlight spills into the room with a gentle breeze through the window.
Li Yunze, who opened his eyes, sobered up for a while, pushed open the granary on his body and got up to get dressed.
Looking at the sleeping girl, Li Yunze looked puzzled, "Who is this?" ”
Shaking his head, he went out to wash up lightly.
Originally, Li Yunze was going to stab the big landlords, but the violent weather made him worried, and he temporarily decided to go to the beach to supervise the disaster relief.
By the way, we will put the equipment such as fishing boats, seafood processing plants, and canning factories that have already arrived.
Originally, he planned to place all these things in Tianjin Wei.
But Jiangsu and Zhejiang have been hit by a typhoon, and countless fishermen have lost their livelihoods, so they can only give priority here.
Tianjin Wei can only wait for the next batch of equipment and ships to arrive.
These things are deceptively simple and not very technical. But the price is not cheap, and it cost Li Yunze a lot of rice.
He wants to buy a lot of things, relying solely on gold... It's time to think about new sources of finance.
Li Yunze has a lot of silver in his hand, and he has continuously copied his home, and he has tens of millions of taels.
The problem was that the price of silver was so low that he himself used cheap industrial silver from the modern world.
Copper is also very valuable in the modern world, and he has a lot of copper coins in his hand.
But this is the main daily currency of the people of the Ming Dynasty, if the copper coins are melted and sold, there is no doubt that it will cause chaos.
His first consideration was antique calligraphy and painting.
These things are as many as they want, and the prices at auction in the modern world are not low.
The problem is that things can't be sold at all after 400 years of time precipitation.
And if there are the same things in the modern world, it will cause unnecessary trouble.
As for the export of large quantities of grain, the people of the Ming Dynasty themselves are still hungry, where do they get the surplus grain to sell.
Not to mention minerals, in terms of mining capacity and output in this era, it is to exchange life for money.
He could buy advanced mining equipment, but he couldn't find the miners he might use.
After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't find any better source of money.
I have a headache to think about, so I will talk about it later.
With the three battalions of Longxiang Army, he hurried all the way to the seaside of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
Li Yunze, who has been riding horses for a long time, has improved his riding skills a lot.
Although the thighs are cocooned, at least they can ride their horses without falling off.
Immediately, the emperor said that it sounded good, but it was not so easy to do.
There were many storms along the way, and I also met several groups of messengers who went to Ying Tianfu to report the news.
According to the envoy, the waves of Jiangsu and Zhejiang swept the land, and the people of the houses and livestock suffered great losses.
The closer he got to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the more ugly Li Yunze's face became.
Although he made a lot of preparations, the losses were still beyond his bottom line.
"But don't take the opportunity to reach out, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty."
When I arrived at Shaoxing Mansion all the way, the typhoon was far away, and all I could see was a country.
Everywhere there was muddy ground soaked in water.
Houses were destroyed, farmland was submerged in mud, and puddles were filled with the carcasses of various livestock. Fishermen's boats have even been overturned into the mountains.
The people were miserable, and their eyes were full of despair.
Daming is not like the modern world, there will be all kinds of rescue and donations in case of natural disasters.
If you're lucky, you'll be exempt from taxes, and when you're unlucky, you'll have to pay no less tax!
When you meet a ruthless yamen, you won't care if you can't survive without food and clothing, and their standard for doing things is to see if they can collect enough money and food.
Li Yunze took a deep breath and rode straight to the mansion.
At this time, it is useless to say anything, and it is the last word to take out money, food and materials for disaster relief.
The Shaoxing Mansion was not under the typhoon, and when Li Yunze came over, the officials were scooping water outside to clean up the debris.
"If you don't wait for the disaster relief, what are you busy here?"
Li Yunze waved his horsewhip and asked, "Where is the prefect?" ”
Those who can be a servant must have good eyesight.
Seeing that there were a large number of people coming, the armor was bright, and they were all riding high-headed horses, and they knew that they were big shots. hurriedly replied: "Lord Fuzun is resting in the yamen. ”
Li Yunze, who was too lazy to speak, rode directly into the mansion.
The sound of silk and bamboo came from the back house of the palace, and when I rode in, I saw that the inside was feasting and singing.
"Who is so bold?" The drunken Lord Fuzun shook the wine glass in his hand, "Come on, drive out." ”
The palace was drunk, but the officials were not. Seeing a large group of armor soldiers breaking in, no one dared to step forward and send them to their deaths.
Li Yunze, who was holding a horsewhip, asked, "Where is Ni Yuanlu?" ”
Someone hurriedly responded, "Ni Yushi went to Yuyao County, the hardest-hit county, and he is not here." If you soldiers are looking for Ni Yushi, they will look for it. ”
Looking at the canned fruit placed on the table, Li Yunze, who was pale, stretched out his hand and pulled out the embroidered spring knife beside him.
"Long live, let the ministers come!"
Luo Yangxing and the others were shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade them, "It will stain the hand of Banzai." ”
The emperor has no problem if he wants to kill the courtiers, but the emperor lets the ministers die, and the ministers have to die.
But if you do it directly, you will lose your identity and leave a name of brutality in the history books.
"Fuck off."
With two simple words, Luo Yangxing and others were scared to back down.
Wenwu, who was not drunk in the park, heard shouting long live, and he was already frightened and his legs were weak.
And the Fuzun, whose face was flushed, was still shaking his head and shouting, "Why do you stop, keep singing." ”
Li Yunze, who was carrying a knife, walked slowly to him, his eyes were slightly cold, "Why don't you go to the disaster relief?" ”
"What to save? God let those leaders ruin their homes and suffer disasters, this is God's will. How can we, who are scholars, go against the will of heaven? ”
The squinting Fuzun looked at Li Yunze, "Who are you~"
Li Yunze, who smiled calmly, firmly raised the embroidered spring knife in his hand.
"I'm God's son!"