First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 270

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This is not the first time Zhu Yuanzhang has faced crowds of people crying and worshipping the ground. He has seen similar scenes in Haozhou, Dingyuan, Chuzhou, Jinling, including Hongdu not long ago.

But after careful consideration, Zhu Yuanzhang's mentality has also changed a lot in the past few years.

In the beginning, he was more like an avenger with deep hatred, leading a group of poor buddies, crushing those former enemies, stepping on their bones, singing loudly, and celebrating victory.

But gradually, as his power grew and the authority in his hands increased, he climbed to a fairly high position. At this time, a group of people gathered around Zhu Yuanzhang, teaching him how to control his subordinates and how to be a qualified superior...

Just like the case of Shimo Yisun, the whole family was martyred for Dayuan, and even the servants did not escape, and they were loyal and fierce. If you want a country to be stable, you need to praise loyalty, even the loyal ministers of the Yuan court should be greatly praised.

The former Zhu Yuanzhang was also shaken, maybe he really should have done that. That is the pattern of the Ming Monarch and the Holy Master, and it is the means that a wise superior should have.

Fortunately, there is still a clear-headed person beside Lao Zhu.

He defied all opinions, and in the successive debates, he won the victory, morally persuaded the main figures in the Zhu Family Army, and wrote an article that can be called a program...

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he had entered a whole new realm, a realm that was very mysterious and difficult to put into words.

Others called him "upper position", and the former Zhu Yuanzhang was an out-and-out "lower position". .

Up to now, he has announced the decree of equalizing land to these people and announced the land policy. He is not a superior or inferior, he is a law enforcer!

A law enforcer who respects the principles of heaven and practices the equal distribution of land and acres.

This enforcer can be the pacifier, the commander, or the Duke of Wu... Of course, it can also be the King of Wu, or the emperor!

Anyway, no matter what it is called, his mission is to uphold the principles of heaven and enforce the law fairly.

What's the reason for that day?

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but turn his head, and looked at the amazing young man who gave him the answer...Old Zhu didn't care when he turned around, and found that Zhang Ximeng was chomping on buns, his cheeks bulging like a hamster.

There is no way, who let Lao Zhu talk so much nonsense, the people below are staring at him, and he is hungry again. Don't take advantage of Lao Zhu to stop, the big guy leaned over and thanked, he quickly took two bites, and he didn't know when he would be able to fill his stomach!

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at it, what else could he say, and don't waste time.

"The folks have come from afar, let's invite everyone to a meal!"

Hearing that Lao Zhu was going to treat guests, Zhang Ximeng shivered subconsciously, Zhu Chongba, don't do anything! If you get a pot of pearl jade and white jade soup and eat all the guys, it would be a joke.

Zhang Ximeng was worried, but how could these ordinary people know what was going on, they thought it was the delicacies of mountains and seas, and eight treasures of water and land!

This is Wu Guogong, the hoes are all golden hoes, he invited us to dinner, how could it be worse? I can't!

After all, it's not for nothing, let's have a good meal!

This group of people was full of expectations. There were many of them. They were met at the school grounds of the military camp, and behind it was the large kitchen of the army. With Lao Zhu's order, it took less than half an hour to smell the aroma of the rice.

The soldiers ran over first, and each handed out a small bench.

You can squat or sit on the floor, and then put two large bowls on the bench, one for rice, one for vegetables, and a pair of chopsticks.

Next is the soldiers who came to deliver the dishes with wooden barrels... The staple food is steamed buns and rice, which are worth mentioning. Since they are entertaining guests, each person has a small spoon of lard in their bowls, whether they bring it or not. Bibimbap, or in vegetable soup, are excellent.

Then came the dishes, stewed tofu with cabbage, stir-fried bean sprouts with wine and vegetables, and pickles with radishes, all of which were commonplace, not even Zhu Jiajun's classic dish, braised pork.

Frankly speaking, seeing this, the big guy is a little disappointed, that's all?

Wu Guogong is too stingy!

But the big guy came from a long way, and he was really tired after standing for so long.

He simply bowed his head and ate.

Not to mention, Zhu Jiajun's rice is new rice, the cooking is fragrant, the dishes are cooked enough, and the taste is full, especially the spoonful of lard, it is a perfect match!

Five thousand years of history, ordinary people can generally eat their stomachs, and it has only been so many decades. If you don't believe me, ask the elderly to see if the lard bibimbap is fragrant?

With enough fat, calories, and enough salt, this is the food of 90% of the people, and they may not be able to eat it during the Chinese New Year.

It's just that compared to Wu Guogong's identity, his hips are a little stretched.

But soon the big guys forgot, bowed their heads, ate a big mouthful, and their faces were full of happiness.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang also held steamed buns and vegetable bowls, walking among the crowd, chatting with the big guys from time to time, and asking about the situation at home.

Everyone in the common people nodded and agreed.

Lao Zhu turned around and returned to the high platform. He smiled at the big guy.

"How was the meal?"

"Okay, very good!" Someone quickly agreed.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing, "Isn't it? You should dislike our stinginess, right? A Duke of Wu, with an army of several hundred thousand in his hands, invites you to eat some delicacies from the mountains and seas. What's the matter with you? Bring chicken, fish and duck meat and eat and drink. What can I do? Are you reluctant?"

The common people are not good at hiding, they can only laugh.

Zhu Yuanzhang said sternly: "Tell the big guy the truth, I really can't bear it! You have to raise soldiers, fight wars, build water conservancy facilities, and set up a school. No amount of money is enough to fill it. The so-called big trouble is this reason. "

"Of course, it doesn't mean that we can't afford the big guy... It's just that we invite you to eat this to tell the big guy that as long as we follow the rules and divide the fields, we can eat it in a year or two. Serving a meal like this... of course, lard is another!"

Lao Zhu smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, you are the best at reckoning, come and do the math for the big guy!"

Zhang Ximeng has no choice but to say that you can perform on your own, why not drag me?

Stepping onto the stage, Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "Although Changxing is densely populated, it is next to Taihu Lake after all, and the land is fertile, which is unusual. I have already sent someone to inquire, and under the current situation, the villages of Changxing can be allocated to everyone. It ranges from five mu to eight mu, and those with a sparse population can be divided into ten mu of land. According to the calculation of five mu, one stone and five buckets of grain can be produced in one season, three stone in two seasons a year, and fifteen stone in five mu. Pay one shi and five. Considering the loss, each place can collect at most two shi. That is to say, no accident, one person can get 13 shi of grain a year. Calculated according to the ration of three shi, there are still 10 shi of grain, half of which is reserved for famine. Go out halfway, replace it with oil and salt cloth, and raise some chickens, ducks, geese and dogs, and on the New Year's Day, there will be a large pot of stewed meat on the table instead of a spoonful of lard."

Zhang Ximeng did a simple calculation on this account, but to his surprise, there was no thunderous cheers and joy, and the big guy's eyes were still a little suspicious. Is this level?

Zhang Ximeng was stunned for a while, and then quickly added: "Under the lord's rule, this is indeed the case. There are no other extortionate and miscellaneous taxes. Even if it is necessary to levy the people's husbands and delay the agricultural time, he will find a way to make up for it. If there are difficulties, the farmland will be reduced."

After he finished speaking, there was finally a movement among the people. People were whispering, and the voices were getting louder and louder... The big guy couldn't believe it. When did the farmers' accounts become so simple?

Those are the land taxes, as well as Ding Yin, as well as extortionate and miscellaneous taxes. Landlords also have land rents, and even temples can collect rent... Who would allow ordinary people to have surplus food?

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All the nobles regard the common people as fat, and they will only cut the knife frequently until the oil and water cannot be squeezed out.

As a result, Zhu Jiajun told them that they could live a stable life as long as they paid some farm fees every year. Even if Zhu Jiajun was a good person, what about the gentry and landlords below?

What about the officials, gentlemen?

Seeing that the people were skeptical, Zhu Yuanzhang said loudly again: "Folks, we understand your concerns... But we can pat the chest and tell the big guy that Mr. Zhang is right, and he hasn't said, in front of and behind your house. , you can still have some land, build a house, plant trees and raise silkworms.

"Furthermore, we can tell the big guys that the officials of the yamen of Changxing Mansion have all been arrested, and the landlord Jinshen who asked for the suspension of Juntian has also been arrested. If there is any resistance from the local area, we will let the soldiers go now. Go down! All in all, Zhu Yuanzhang's words are counted, and now let the soldiers follow you back to your hometown, village by village, measure the fields and make sure that the fields are equal! Anyone who dares to stop them will be killed immediately! You are not welcome!"

Having said that, these ordinary people finally began to believe in Zhu Yuanzhang, and more and more people cried bitterly. Looking at Lao Zhu again, the estrangement disappeared, and there was only deep reverence.

Sure enough, Zhu Yuanzhang did what he said, and when he finished speaking, Geng Bingwen had already sent the soldiers over. Each small flag led eight people, and went to a village, starting from the village near Changxing, and did not miss a single one.

In the face of gentry and landlords, first find out the situation, welcome those who are willing to cooperate, and those who resist wholeheartedly, then only use troops and horses to destroy them!

In fact, there is no need for Zhu Jiajun to do anything~www.mtlnovel.com~ When the people passed the news back, every village was bombed, and countless young men emerged, and even women stood up.

Zhu Jiajun, regardless of men and women, divides the land, and even for our own land, we must bravely go out of the house.

Militias have sprung up all over the country, and with their support, it is indeed like destroying the dead!

In the face of this situation, Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed, but a little ashamed.

"Sir, we have been occupying Changxing for some time, and the people are still suspicious of us!"

Zhang Ximeng sighed: "After all, no matter how nicely said it is, no one will actually implement it, and the common people will not take it seriously."

Zhang Ximeng pondered for a while, and then said: "My lord, since the thunderbolt method has been used, those gentry and landlords who stubbornly resist can't be condoned, but their family members, especially the old women and children, also ask the lord to raise your hand and arrange it properly."

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, sir, in fact, apart from a few wicked gentlemen, we are reluctant to kill people!"

"What does your lord mean?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "No, someone just gave us a suggestion. He said that in the prisoner of war camp, although tens of thousands of people have graduated and left, we can't be short of labor. Therefore, he suggested that the criminals should be returned to the prisoner of war. There are all kinds of people, all of them are filled into the hard labor camp, let them reclaim the wasteland and repair the city, and continue to contribute to us."

Zhang Ximeng blinked, this idea coincides with him, but who is so clever to come up with such a good solution?

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly and sent a piece of advice to Zhang Ximeng. There were three words on it: Hu Weiyong!

It was him!

Zhang Ximeng couldn't help being surprised...

Chapter end