Daming Jingtai: I am the eternal benevolent king

Chapter 277: Defeating the enemy with wealth at a young age, achieving unparalleled success, promising great success, and the emperor’s insight (1.7 big chapters)
The people don't want much, just a glimmer of hope to survive.

"I give it."

Zhu Qiyu's tone was solemn.

Releasing 1000 million refugees would basically fill all the places.

The top priority is to resettle and heal the psychological trauma of the refugees so that they can live like good citizens.

"Your Majesty, the refugees are sensitive and do not trust the court. The veteran believes that they should be resettled nearby and cannot immigrate at will."

Hu Xi said seriously.

This statement made all the courtiers agree.

Yao Kui said: "Refugees don't trust the court. The court can send officials to find the relatives of the refugees and try to arrange them properly to alleviate the refugees' resentment towards the court."

"Mr. Yao Ge, how can this place have so many people?" Geng Jiuchou smiled bitterly.

"How many talented people are there among the people? How many successful candidates are there?"

"They can all be put to their best use."

"Your Majesty can issue a decree and order him to assist local officials and resettle the refugees."

"You can give a gift to a scholar and take the imperial examination once; you can give an imperial examination to a scholar and take the imperial examination once."

Ming Dynasty did not fully mobilize human resources.

Ming Dynasty does not lack talents at all. What it lacks is opportunities for talents to display their talents.

Who says that scholars don’t have talents?

Yang Shiqi was a commoner, but he became a prime minister and his name will go down in history.

Yao Guangxiao was a monk, but he influenced the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty!
How many Yang Shiqi are there among the people?How many Yao Guangxiao?
Why can't the hub tap them?

"Yao Qing's words are very reasonable."

"Even though there are many talents among Jinshi, why can't scholars be polished into great talents?"

Zhu Qiyu nodded: "The talents should be given a chance to display their talents, and the central government should also be able to see who the real talents are."

But Bai Gui objected: "Your Majesty, if scholars can participate in politics, then who will seriously take the imperial examination in the future?"

Yao Kui retorted: "You can't say that."

"After all, the scholar is just an assistant, just a consideration."

"It is impossible to become a prime minister just by resettling refugees."

"The imperial examination is the right path after all. After a scholar has gone through experience, why can't he continue to take the imperial examination?"

"My intention is to give them a chance to practice and to display their talents."

Yao Kui made it very clear.

Because the local manpower is insufficient, they are temporarily recruited and given some benefits.

It can also allow scholars and officials to observe politics in advance.

The court can also discover and tap talents early and make the best use of them.

How many ancient treasures are there in the past dynasties?Why do talented people emerge in large numbers among the people in troubled times?

Maxima often has it, but Bole does not often have it.

The center must discover and use talents in a timely manner, make the best use of materials, and make the best use of people, so that it can continue to operate normally.

"Just do what Yao Qing said!"

"Resettling the refugees is a top priority. The army and the people must be united and the officials must be united."

Zhu Qiyu made the decision: "Defining it as a custom-made one allows scholars and officials to participate in political affairs. When necessary, local officials can recruit scholars to serve the country."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty!" Yao Kui bowed down.

"The cabinet has issued decrees to all localities that the issue of refugees must be taken seriously. If anyone does something bad or makes a mistake, they will be investigated and punished according to the law!"

Zhu Qiyu once again warned: "At the same time, be careful to prevent local officials from being lazy and negligent in their administration, deporting refugees, killing refugees, refusing to resettle them, accepting bribes during resettlement, etc. Once discovered, I will be dismissed from my post and exiled, and my family will be sent to the army!"

The courtiers raised their eyebrows, this punishment is severe enough.

However, it is understandable that tens of millions of refugees threaten the ruling status. Can the emperor not be anxious?

"His Majesty."

Hu Hui spoke slowly: "I think it is very appropriate for you to give scholars and scholars a chance to succeed."

"But have you ever considered that the center doesn't need so many people?"

"Just like in the Hongwu Dynasty, the imperial examinations were considered popular, but in the Yongle Dynasty, Jinshi were everywhere."

"How many Jinshi are there today who are wasting their time because they have no place in the court?"

"And after you have promoted scholars and promoted people on a large scale, what will they think of those Jinshi who have worked hard for ten years?"

"At that time, there will not be enough official positions in the court, and your good intentions will turn into bad intentions, which will breed dissatisfaction among the officials."

Hu Bi was not trying to choke the emperor, but was telling the truth.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty implemented a system of replacement. Each carrot was in a pit. If one died, only the next Jinshi could fill in.

After all, official positions are limited, but there are countless officials.

However, the emperor promoted talents and promoted people on a large scale. Now he can arrange them, but how many years will it take?The explosion of talents in the court will inevitably lead to some people being idle and others sitting on the bench. What do they think?
Yao Kui's tone was blocked, he really didn't think about the future.

Zhu Qiyu considered: "It is a good thing to have more talents, it is my wish, but too many talents are also worrying."

During the Song Dynasty, there was a serious redundancy of officials, which brought down the national finances.

Moreover, the Ming Dynasty was a blatantly hereditary system. When I was an official, my son received a salary from the court and had to make up for it.

In addition, all kinds of relatives will be placed in various yamen.

These people will continue to have a large number of children and occupy official positions. Over time, they will become internally entangled.

The emperor stuffed people into it again, which resulted in a jar that was almost full. Can we not start a fight?
"Old Master, what if I had the territory of Meng Yuan? Can I use so many talents?" Zhu Qiyu asked.

"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter the size of the territory. The larger the territory, the more intertwined relationships there are."

"When you occupy a new place, you have to use local people, right?"

"Add more sand into it little by little, and use your own people, and those new lands will slowly be controlled by the Ming Dynasty."

"And in order to control the territory, you naturally have to introduce new talents."

"Just enter the river and need a new water source. If the water in the pond does not move, it will become a smelly ditch."

"As a result, the local nobles, people from various forces, new talents, and the new place will also be crowded."

Hu Xi said slowly: "The larger your territory, it seems that talents are scarce, but in fact the place is already crowded with talents, and there is no room for talents to rise."

This is the big problem.

Hong Chengchou's lack of talent just shows that there is something wrong with the talent mechanism?

Scholars must be given a room for improvement, and the center must be kept as a ball of living water. Even if there is occasional dirt, it can be washed away by fresh water.

Zhu Qiyu stood up and bowed: "Please give me some advice from the old master."

The courtiers also looked at Hu Hui.

Hu Xi knelt down and returned the gift, and said thoughtfully, "I have a plan that can temporarily alleviate the crisis."

"Old lady, please tell me."

"Although the old minister's strategy is feasible, it will only last for a hundred years or so and it will become sick due to overwork. On the contrary, conflicts will break out more seriously."

Hu Xi smiled bitterly: "Abolish the staff and replace them with officials!"

Yao Kui was stunned, what kind of trick is this?

Isn't this a plan to bring chaos to the world?

"Old Master, have you considered how much money is needed to finance the salary?" Geng Jiuchou asked.

Hu Hui smiled bitterly: "Geng Shangshu, what do you think, how to alleviate the problem caused by excess talent?"

Geng Jiuchou spread his hands and said, "Let's take a look at it. Just ignore it. The official career is always against the current. How can there be any fairness?"

This is pure nonsense.

"Geng Shangshu, let me talk about your son Geng Yu."

"If you put yourself in his shoes, Geng Yu's talents and ambitions are first-class. He is an outstanding person who has been promoted to prime minister, but he is depressed and has no chance of promotion."

Hu Hu asked: "What do you think? What would Geng Yu think?"

Geng Jiuchou stopped talking.

Yes, his son Geng Yu had the ability to serve as a general and become a prime minister. Not only did the emperor favor him, but the courtiers also recognized his talent and asked him to sit on the bench. He, the first father, was not happy.

A good bird chooses a tree to roost, so naturally it is a different place to display its ambitions.

"You, a sensible person like you, can't stand comparing your feelings to your own, let alone the people of the world?" Hu Ming said.

"But we can't let go of the distinction between officials and officials." Geng Jiuchou looked down on officials from the bottom of his heart.

Most of the officials are the children of rich and unkind families in the local area. They are all bastards who are so bad that they have sores on their heads and pus on their feet.

If these people are given a way to rise to the imperial court, the world will be in chaos.

"Then tell me."

"Do you want Geng Yu to sit on the bench and be depressed for the rest of his life?"

"Or should we break down the barriers between officials and open up their promotion channels?"

Hu Xi asked back.

Wang Fu muttered: "Breaking down barriers only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Once the staff is filled, we will still face the consequences of the talent explosion."

"So I said it can only relieve the current pressure and is a temporary solution." Hu Hui smiled bitterly.

"Old Master, even if officials are asked to do official affairs, do you think a proud man like a scholar or a scholar would be willing to do it?" Wang Fu unleashed a fatal blow.

Hu Xi snorted coldly: "As long as the Jinshi are ordered to start from the officials, there is no reason why they won't be willing."

It is always the center that makes policy.

The people of the world have no choice.

Watching the courtiers' discussion, Zhu Qiyu took a sip of tea and said quietly: "The old lady's words have been spoken deeply into my heart."

"I have said it several times that I want to open up the promotion channels for officials."

"Officials do evil among the people and harm the people."

"It's not that the center didn't know, but it turned a blind eye."

"I can't stand it for a long time."

"In the past, ministers always said that the central government had no money or food, so it needed to rely on these officials and grain chiefs to exploit the people and force them to pay for food."

"But it's different now."

"The central government is not short of money, and there is no need for officials to continue to do evil."

"I'm wondering if we can replace the officials with Jinshi. There will be no officials, all officials, and the central power will be transferred to the countryside!"

Seeing that the ministers wanted to persuade him, Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "Listen to me."

"All the officials are fat. If they are slaughtered, the central government will be richer. All the money will go to the Ministry of Household Affairs, and I won't get a penny."

"I really need a large number of talents. Now the newly established provinces must be cultivated intensively and managed in detail. Even Guangdong, Guangxi, Yunnan and Guizhou have to change their original rough governance methods from rough to fine, so a large number of talents are needed to be used by the center and govern for me. The world."

"Another point."

"I want to give the people a sigh of relief, let them live a slightly better life and stop rebelling."

"I no longer want to focus on internal friction. My eyes are abroad, on the vast territory, on restoring the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties!"

At this point, Zhu Qiyu paused slightly:

"Killing officials can also give the people a vent and alleviate local conflicts."

"The newly arrived officials can use this to establish their authority and gain a firm foothold in the local area."

"I can also change the local power structure, instead of the rough governance like in the past, delegating power to officials, grain chiefs, village elders, etc."

After all, Zhu Qiyu wanted to take over local power.

The imperial power does not go to the countryside.

The countryside was the private land of the gentry. The court relied on appointing gentry to important positions such as officials, grain chiefs, and village sages. It relied on the gentry to control the people, and the court controlled the gentry.

This resulted in the grassroots of the Ming Dynasty being controlled by the gentry. Over time, even the emperor was controlled by the gentry.

Zhu Qiyu is going to take over power, not in a day or two.

He has been thinking about a problem.

The short life of the Ming Emperor was not unrelated to the civil service group, and those who supported the civil service group were the gentry all over the world.

And what are the roots of the gentry?

Is it just land?

Zhu Qiyu thinks it’s not, but a systemic problem.

The imperial power did not go to the countryside, which led to the gentry taking control of the grassroots.

And what determines the rise and fall of a dynasty is not the emperor, nor the civil and military officials of the dynasty, but the living people among the people!
People all over the world work together to create a truly prosperous age!

In the same way, if everyone in the world works together, they can destroy a dynasty!
As for imperial power, it has symbolized supremacy from the beginning, and it is destined not to get involved with Mudleg.

The so-called people in imperial power are just gentry.

The Qing Dynasty fed the gentry until they were fat and rich. They made money together and enjoyed the blessings together. Therefore, they rebelled every year, but all the rebellions failed. The Qing Dynasty was as stable as an old dog.

Emperor Taizu once tried to break through, but ultimately chose to give up because the cost of grassroots administration was too high.

But now it's different.

Zhu Qiyu has a lot of money in his hands, and the money will generate money.

Most importantly, he knows where the silver mountains are.

There is inexhaustible money, so why not reform?
If Zhu Qiyu wants to break this deep-rooted concept, he will definitely encounter fierce opposition, and even the gentry will take the risk and kill him Zhu Qiyu.

The courtiers were all frightened. The emperor was not reforming, he was committing suicide!

"Your Majesty, the reform of civil service is by no means a one-time achievement. Please be patient and hold off on taking action for the time being."

Hu Xi didn't dare to tell you, Your Majesty, I am thinking about your life.

If you dig up the roots of the gentry, can the gentry not risk their lives with you?
Your military group has not yet formed and cannot compete with the gentry group. It will take time.

"The old master's strategy won my heart."

Zhu Qiyu directly put Hu Hui in, but he still said very rationally: "But it still needs to be considered. The Cabinet will make a decision and discuss it at the meeting on the first day of July."

Hu Hui hesitated to speak, you are not sending me to the Confucian Temple, but to the road of death!

"It's just a discussion for the time being. We will decide whether to implement it when the talent pool becomes too crowded."

"After all, the court is still very short of people now."

"I predict that it will be 30 to [-] years later when the talent spurts out and the court is unable to run out."

Zhu Qiyu didn't want to die young either.

It is not yet time for him to directly dig into the roots of the gentry, he must do it step by step.

"Just follow what Yao Qing said. There are not enough officials in various places, so we will recruit talents and recruit people to help. We must properly resettle the refugees."

"The governors of various places will measure the land, distribute it properly, and record it."

"Last year, the Metropolitan Procuratorate's censor was sent to the local area to investigate, and the results were remarkable. When spring comes next year, I will send the censor and supervisor to verify the situation one by one."

The court meeting basically ended here.

We discussed the matter for an entire afternoon, mainly on the issues of the Man Mo Temple, the Holy Temple, and the Imperial Temple.

Now we are starting to supervise the construction and it was completed in the 12th year of Jingtai.

This cost is entirely borne by internal funds.

The emperor is a rich man, so he doesn't feel bad about spending money.

The meeting ended.

Zhu Qiyu still had a whole afternoon of memorials to read, so he stayed up late to finish them.

However, while watching, Feng Xiao said that the Queen had arrived.

The concubine ceremony for Concubine Tang was completed in early June. Concubine Tang moved to Kunning Palace and was officially canonized as queen.

But her relationship with the emperor became subtle.

During these days, she was quite conscious. The emperor was sleeping in the Qianqing Palace, and she did not dare to disturb him without an edict.

"Let her wait in Qianqing Palace. After I finish reading the memorial... she will go there."

Zhu Qiyu was quite reluctant.

Feng Xiao didn't dare to talk nonsense.

After reading the memorial for a long time, Zhu Qiyu felt inexplicably irritable. He put down the memorial, got up and walked around, stretching his muscles, before going to Qianqing Palace.

The capital city in June is unnervingly hot.

Enter the Qianqing Palace.

"I would like to express my greetings to Your Majesty, and wish Your Majesty long live, long live, long live!" Empress Tang bowed respectfully.

"Queen does not need to give a grand ceremony."

Zhu Qiyu passed her and sat on the chair, his face tense and without any smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Empress Tang became slightly fatter and her face was rounder, which added a bit of charm.

She stood up and came slowly.

An Ran sat opposite the emperor.

She is the empress of the world, the real wife, no longer a concubine or a concubine!
Therefore, she is qualified to sit across from the master.

She exercised her matronly power unstintingly.

Zhu Qiyu didn't speak either.

"Your Majesty, Qi'er can understand poetry."

"When he captured Zhou, he captured The Analects of Confucius."

"I thought that he must be promising..."

Queen Tang's voice became lower and lower.

Because the emperor seemed not interested in knowing Zhu Jianqi's situation.

Nonsense, what does it mean if a child catches his week? ,

Besides, when Zhu Jianqi arrested Zhou, the palace maids and eunuchs tried their best to guide him to seize the book.

Zhu Qiyu didn't criticize her, and nodded slightly: "Qi'er is very talented and a good scholar."

Empress Tang smiled: "Yes, yes, Qi'er will definitely study hard and make your Majesty happy."

"Is this what the queen will talk about when she comes to the Qing Palace?" Zhu Qiyu didn't want to talk in circles.

He hasn't had a concubine recently, and he really doesn't want to be a fertility machine.

The birth of several children made him very anxious.

It actually made him lose interest in sowing.

As Bai gave birth to his son, he already had seven sons.

Empress Tang's smile froze slightly, and her eyes showed waves: "Your Majesty..."

"I have been discussing with the ministers all afternoon. I am really tired. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I want to rest in peace."

Zhu Qiyu issued an order to expel guests.

But he still saved some face for Empress Tang and told her the reason.

"I have come to see Your Majesty."

"I want to give advice to Your Majesty. Princess Changde has been staying in the palace for a long time, so it is inevitable that people will make irresponsible remarks."

"I would like to invite you back to the princess mansion."

Empress Tang was so bold to speak ill of her sister-in-law because she wanted to take over the power of the empress.

Although she is a queen, the power of the harem is in the hands of Empress Dowager Sun, Empress Dowager Wu, and Changde. She is still a decoration.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at her: "Changde is in the palace, helping the Empress Dowager to manage the Sixth Palace. This makes you, the queen, an empty queen, so you want to expel her from the palace?"

Empress Tang was startled and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, I will never dare to think of fighting for power."

"Not yet?"

Zhu Qiyu was too lazy to say anything more: "Get out."

Empress Tang's delicate body trembled. She could see the look of disgust in the emperor's eyes. He was despising her!
What am I doing wrong?
Am I wrong to fight for a status for my children?
Empress Tang's delicate body trembled, she slowly kowtowed and said with tears in her eyes: "I, my concubine, retire."

The concubine is ignorant.

If it is difficult for him to be the emperor, why should Zhu Qiyu give him a good look?
I gave them a good face, who will give it to me?
Zhu Qiyu glanced at her back and murmured to himself: "You want the queenship, I will give it to you."

"If you want your son to be the crown prince, I can give it to you."

"But where do you go from here?"

No emperor likes a scheming woman.

In the eyes of the powerful, women are just accessories of power.

In the eyes of the emperor, everyone is an accessory to the imperial power.

"Feng Xiao, go and beat Changde."

Zhu Qiyu was too lazy to speak anymore.

Feng Xiao was frightened. The emperor and empress were at odds, and they were afraid that gossip would spread again.

The Empress of the Tang Dynasty relied on tricks to win the throne. Her reputation among the harem plummeted, but Concubine Tan, who gave birth to twins, was highly praised.

"A slave to serve the emperor and put him on his pillow?" Feng Xiao said cautiously.

After a long time, Zhu Qiyu responded.

The previous dynasty was busy, and the harem did not allow him to worry about it. He had to find a way to make the harem more stable.

And in Hubei.

Bian Yong returned from Luzhou Prefecture and reported his wealth.

At the same time, he received a secret order from the emperor in Hubei, telling him to rush to Annan before the rainy season, so that he could experience more of the beautiful scenery of the Ming Dynasty along the way.

This is a paid tour, but traveling to Bian Yong requires caution.

The rich man drove him towards weapons.

Bian Yong did not dare to delay the important events in Hubei. After arriving at Huangzhou Mansion, he saw Nian Fu leading people to resettle the refugees.

Jiangxi sent a total of 34 refugees.

There is no place for Huangzhou to be accommodated.

More than half of them will be placed in Wuchang Mansion.

Huangzhou Prefecture and Wuchang Prefecture border Jiangxi Province and have similar living habits, so this placement will be easier for the refugees to accept.

Nian Fu personally settled the situation and became mingled with the refugees.

The retinue advised him several times to beware of assassination.

Nian Fu's resettlement of the refugees violated the interests of the local wealthy families. The wealthy families would inevitably send people to assassinate Nian Fu in an attempt to terminate the New Deal.

However, Nianfu only increased the number of guards and continued to fight on the front line.

He also suffered assassinations, but remained determined.

When Bian Yong saw Nian Fu, he looked like an old farmer. His originally fair skin had become tanned, his slight fatness had become leaner, and his speech was mixed with a few Huangzhou dialects, giving him a bit more of an earthy flavor.

But Bian Yong saw a minister who governed the world.

If the Ming Dynasty were richer for a few more years, why would the country be worried?
Nian Fu received Wang Cheng's letter with a smile on his face: "Ke Zhen, you have made great achievements in this battle!"

Ke Zhen is the Chinese character for Bian Yong.

Bian Yong didn't understand why: "Sir, students are just running errands and delivering letters, how can you dare to take credit?"

"Hahaha!"

Nianfu stroked his beard and smiled: "Ke Zhen, tomorrow morning, we will follow my governor to defeat the enemy!"

Are you being too hasty?

17 bandits, plus refugees, a total of 30 people?
Just go ahead and fight if you say so?

Nian Fu did not explain, but asked him to rest early and go deep into the Dabie Mountains after dawn tomorrow.

Dabie Mountain is an endless mountain range with steep and difficult mountain roads. Without a guide, you will get lost while walking normally.

Moreover, the bandits had already built fortifications.

If you go in rashly, you will be dead.

Before dawn the next day, soldiers were gathered in the school field and marched out. Nian Fu led [-] Hubei troops and marched into the Dabie Mountains.

Bian Yong accompanied him.

He thought he was going to die, but along the way Nianfu spoke in a relaxed tone, rode a fast horse, and talked and laughed during breaks.

The smart Bian Yong knew that Nian Fu was really confident.

To go deep into the Dabie Mountains, enter from Changling Pass and go all the way north.

Changling Pass is a pass in the middle of the Dabie Mountains. You can go north or south. Although you are rich, you do not hesitate and rush all the way north.

Bian Yong vaguely guessed that Nian Fu should have planted spies with the bandits.

This spy is of a very high level and can know the core information of the bandits and the defense plans in the Dabie Mountains.

But what surprised Bian Yong was that Nian Fu and his army galloped all the way without hiding any traces. They encountered some refugees along the way, but did not encounter a large army.

Are the thieves hiding?

Driving in a hurry, Bian Yong couldn't find a chance to ask.

However, Nianfu was at the mouth of Wushuiguan River. He first let the soldiers rest, drink water and eat to replenish their energy. After running for nearly three hours, these Guangxi wolf soldiers were also exhausted.

If their newly married daughter-in-law hadn't been hanging on to them, they would have rebelled long ago.

After resting for half an hour.

Nianfu pointed to the other side of the river, ordered the general to dismount, and waded across the river with the soldiers. They saw the built houses on the low mountain peaks.

It is an empty martial arts arena and rows of barracks.

This should be a training ground.

There was no one.

After the Hubei Army rushed in, faint screams were heard in Bianyong behind the army.

Soon, many bandits were dragged out of the camp.

All of them were holding their stomachs and wailing, their faces were sallow, like people who were seriously ill.

"Sir, what is this?" Bian Yong looked confused.

And many bandits were pulled out of the barracks.

These people didn't run away, but got sick in the barracks, and everyone got sick together!
Nianfu stroked his beard and smiled: "This is my confidence!"

"Kezhen, I sent you to contact Commander Wang in South Zhili. Do you know the meaning now?"

When I was young, I was studying for the entrance examination.

Bian Yong was stunned: "It's a lie that you sent students to Nanzhili, but it's true that you sent poison into the Dabie Mountains!"

When he was rich, he got off his horse and asked people to count the thieves.

Then we have to go to the next barracks.

Faster.

After finishing his work, he said: "Kezhen, you are half right."

"This Governor has no poison."

"But sending you to Nanzhili is indeed a lie."

"I have an internal agent from the bandits around me, so the bandits can know every move of the Hubei Army in advance."

"Moreover, there are some people in this province who are connected with bandits, keeping secret information and transporting money and food to these people."

"So this governor cannot suppress the bandits at all, and the suppression is useless."

"And after I saw you, the governor thought of doing the opposite."

"Secretly sending you to South Zhili."

"I bypassed everyone and sent you directly. It feels very mysterious. As long as you think about it with your heart, you will know that you were sent to ask for help."

"But in fact, this governor has launched the empty city plan and didn't ask you to do anything."

"But some people will definitely think too much. To deal with smart people, you have to seize their weaknesses."

Nian Fu smiled and said:
"And Ou Xin's reputation has spread to Hubei, and the expressions of Hubei bandits have changed."

"When Ou Xin led his troops to block the South Zhili Pass, the bandits in the Dabie Mountains continued to flow north, and they did not dare to stay in the mountainous areas near South Zhili."

"So I, the governor, sent people all the way north."

Nianfu was chatting with Bian Yong while making arrangements.

"This is called repairing the plank road openly and secretly visiting Chencang."

"The governor used his internal agents to keep his troops awake all night, disguised as merchants, and infiltrated the bandits."

"It was a big deal if we didn't take it back that night. We first got the defense map of the Dabie Mountains, and then sent a batch of moldy rice into the Dabie Mountains."

Nian Fu laughed: "Kezhentong has read a lot of books. He should know that moldy rice is poisonous and should not be eaten easily."

"The governor sent people to clean the moldy rice, disguise it as old rice, and sell it into the mountains."

"It's fine if you eat it once or twice, but if you eat moldy rice for a long time, you will be poisoned."

"That's why this scene happened."

Bian Yong took a breath of air.

Being rich is really cruel.

Selling moldy rice to thieves cost 30 lives. Nianfu didn't blink an eye. Although he didn't kill with his own hands, he didn't know how many people died because of him!
Bian Yong is still young after all. In a war, you will die or I will die, so naturally you have to find ways to kill the enemy.

"May I ask, sir, what do you call me if you don't collect money that night?"

Young people are always curious about certain heroes, rather than looking at the essence of events.

"Zou Chang!"

Nian Fu said calmly: "It was sent from Dongchang."

"It is said that this person is good at hiding, good at gathering information, and decisive in doing things."

"This time he has achieved great success, but I don't know if he is lucky enough to survive!"

If thieves eat moldy rice, Zou Chang must eat it too.

It all depends on Zou Chang's fate.

Zou Chang?

Bian Yong's pupils shrank, this name was a bit unfamiliar.

Although he had not served in the palace for a long time, he knew the people around the emperor very well and had never heard of Zou Chang's name.

Such an astute person should not be a nobody.

He was also recommended by Shu Liang, which shows that he has a deep foundation.

So who is he?

"Get on the horse!"

Nianfu stopped talking and left a few people to guard the prisoners. He got on his horse and picked out a camp.

A smooth journey.

But they encountered resistance near Huangtuguan.

When fighting a war when you are young, you need to be cautious first, crush with heavy troops, win with force, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, be happy about victory but not discouraged by defeat, and retreat in time when the situation is not good.

Fighting like this is ugly, not heroic at all, not exciting at all, but it can maintain a long victory.

According to the city defense map sent by Zou Chang, Nian Fu knew that the bandit leaders gathered near Mulinguan Pass near Guangshan County, Henan.

So Nian Fu marched all the way in a hurry. After setting up the camp, he left a few people to guard it while the others continued northward.

gallop all the way.

Originally, the bandit leaders gathered at the intersection of the three provinces.

But after Ou Xin led his troops to block Nanzhili, they were afraid of Ou Xin and would definitely flock to Henan.

Their plan was very clear. Once the Hubei officers and soldiers entered the mountains to suppress the bandits, and they were unable to retreat, they would enter Henan through the pass and go to Henan for food.

Nian Fu led his troops along the way and encountered several waves of resistance, but was easily suppressed by the Guangxi wolf soldiers.

The strength of the bandits lies in their movements, rather than actual attack. In a head-on confrontation, ten bandits cannot defeat one Ming army.

Now trapped in the Dabie Mountains, the thieves have completely lost their opportunity and can only become fat meat on the chopping board.

The Ming army's magic soldiers descended from the sky.

At night, he suddenly broke into the barracks near Mulingguan and took away the thief's head.

One by one begged for mercy.

The weather is hot, and these thieves are gathering around to drink porridge.

They also want big fish and meat, but the problem is that the bandit suppression outside is fierce, and it is extremely difficult to obtain supplies in the Dabie Mountains.

It’s good to be able to drink porridge. It’s considered a good life.

Many refugees eat tree bark. I don’t know how many people have died of hunger this month.

Those refugees were also depressed. They thought they would escape the government and go to the Dabie Mountains to eat and drink, but in the end they couldn't even eat. They might as well be refugees in three provinces!

The problem is that the land in the Dabie Mountains is barren and not many crops can be grown!

There is no way to feed 30 people!

The refugees starved to death one after another. They wanted to go out to beg for mercy from the government, but they were killed by bandits. As a result, they had to eat dirt in the Dabie Mountains to survive.

Everyone's stomach is so full that they can't even take it out, and they are on the verge of starving to death.

The problem is, the smell of rice comes from the food spot outside the pass every day.

The refugees inside smelled the fragrance and sat on the ground crying.

Not only the refugees have nothing to eat, but even the low-level bandits have nothing to eat.

Even with the support of large households, it is impossible to feed 30 people.

Only the henchmen of each bandit leader can have a full stomach.

Thanks to Zou Chang, batches of grain were delivered, which alleviated the hunger of the bandits. However, within a few days of eating, everyone suffered from vomiting and diarrhea.

There were quite a few bandits killed.

"Sir, let me have a bite!" A bandit knelt on the ground and begged.

Nianfu was sitting at the table, and the rice porridge in his bowl smelled rancid.

His eyes narrowed: "You are not the leader of thieves, where is the leader of thieves?"

"I am Sha Tongtian, I am Sha Tongtian!" The wailing bandit kept kowtowing.

"Sha Tongtian, are you brave enough to take a name, and are you not afraid of losing your descendants?"

Nian Fu sneered: "Sha Tongtian must be a fat man, why are you a thin man!"

"Look at your belly again. It's so big. Is it because you eat dirt?"

"Tell me, where is the thief leader?" Bian Yong was surprised. According to Nian Fu's instructions, he tore open the thief leader's clothes and found that they all had big bellies.

These people really don't look like thieves.

The refugees and low-level bandits can't eat, but the thieves can have enough to eat. There are people outside to protect them, so there is no shortage of food.

"Sir, the calluses on these people's hands are on their palms, not on their fingers. They are indeed farmers!" Bian Yong said.

He was rich but looked solemn. The bandit leader ran away, but he did not complete the work.

This Dabie Mountain is so big.

They only brought three days of food rations, and they still had to resettle the refugees. As long as the passes were opened and they communicated with each other, these people could disguise themselves as refugees and leave the Dabie Mountains, all in vain.

Zou Chang also disappeared, either dead or escaping with the bandit leader.

As for the latter, his identity has not yet been discovered.

Nian Fu thought for a while: "Take all these people down, imprison them, open Shuangshan Pass, and ask the soldiers outside the pass to transport a batch of food in!"

Shuangshanguan is located in Hubei Province, and Mulingguan is located in Henan Province, facing each other.

"Sir, do you plan to continue to track down the leader of the thief?" Bian Yong asked.

But Nian Fu asked him: "Kezhen, where do you think the leader of the thieves will go?"

"They must continue to run north. The Dabie Mountains are so big that there is no problem hiding tens of thousands of people." Bian Yong replied.

"Tens of thousands of people? How come there are so many people?" Nian Fu asked.

"Since the leader of the thief has escaped, his close men must take him away with him."

"Students guessed that they should continue to move north, towards Henan."

"Now that we have alerted the snake, it is very difficult to catch it."

The Dabie Mountains stretch for 380 kilometers, and it is impossible for the Ming army to block all the passes tightly.

Nian Fu thought deeply: "How much food will be consumed by tens of thousands of people?"

"The granaries in the defense map have all been taken away by me. How far can we run without food?"

"Have you never thought that they didn't run away?"

Bian Yong was shocked: "How is this possible?"

"Come here, gather all the refugees nearby and light the torches. I will inspect them one by one!"

"Sir, do you suspect that the thief is hiding among the refugees?" Bian Yong was surprised.

Nianfu didn't answer.

The army carried out raids along the way and also appeased a large number of refugees. When these refugees saw the officers and soldiers, they burst into tears and knelt on the ground waiting for relief.

But these refugees today are a little weird.

After the torch was lit, Nian Fu walked to the middle of the school field holding his knife.

The refugees who had been separated to comfort them became agitated again and were forced to walk to the school grounds.

The Hubei army gathered some of the rations and cooked them into rice porridge to feed the refugees.

Therefore, the refugees' hatred of the government and soldiers was greatly reduced, and they did not mutiny immediately.

"Select out those with normal bodies and put all the thin ones back to sleep!" People who are getting rich now start to pick.

Refugees and low-level thieves will certainly not be able to gain weight if they cannot eat.

Not even for those with a big belly.

After more than an hour of picking, nearly [-] people were left.

Nian Fu waved his hand.

Archers and crossbowmen surrounded the school grounds.

The remaining people cried and howled: "Sir, please spare my life, we are all good people!"

"Good people? I think you are all thieves and chieftains!"

Nianfu himself drew his bow and shot a refugee who cried the most fiercely with one arrow.

"Not from the truth?"

Nian Fu shouted fiercely: "If you recruit them honestly, you can save one life. If you don't tell them, shoot them all!"

"Nian Fu, you are good at killing people, are you still a human being?" A refugee pointed at Nian Fu and scolded him.

"Are you Sha Tongtian?"

Nian Fu sneered: "You are the only Yingshan bandit who dares to call me by my name and is so angry, right?"

Sha Tongtian was active in the Yingshan area. He once gathered 10,000+ people in Hubei to rebel and attack the city.

"You said you are a citizen, so why are you rebelling? Since you are rebelling, you are a rebel!"

He was old and white-haired, but he raised his crossbow and pointed it at the refugee: "I, the governor, don't say I will kill you. I will punish all your clans. It is justified!"

"Hahaha!"

The refugee laughed: "Brothers, have you heard this?"

"You still always talk about Zhao'an, Zhao'an, these bullshit officials don't take us seriously at all, how can they possibly order us?"

"They are all lying to us!"

"No matter what, we will all die. Let's fight them!"

Puff puff!
Arrows fell like rain.

Most of the nearly ten thousand people fell in a pool of blood, while the rest cried and begged for mercy.

Even though he is rich, he doesn't make pretense and doesn't let anyone go.

But Bian Yong felt that Nian Fu had gone too far in killing people. Although these people rebelled and committed crimes, they would not kill them all.Are there no real refugees among them?
However, the refugees who had just been expelled saw this scene with their own eyes.

I thought I was expecting a Bodhisattva, but instead I was expecting a King Yama!

This Governor of Hubei is not merciless at all in killing people!
Everyone was so frightened that they howled loudly.

"Shut up, everyone, anyone who cries will be killed!" Nian Fu yelled.

The refugees immediately stopped talking.

It is undeniable that with such a rough identification, many fish will slip through the net.

The rich man ordered the body to be cleaned up.

Then the refugees were called in for interrogation, and the leaders of the thieves were identified one by one.

After entering the house, Nian Fu exhaled thickly and his body was covered with cold sweat.

Those thieves and bandits disguised themselves as refugees are definitely not trying to become good citizens.

Instead, he planned to take advantage of the chaos and kill the officers and soldiers tonight.

Fortunately, the thief leader Sha Tongtian was looking for was so unlikeable that if he could find a henchman to play the role, he might be able to fool him.

He asked for water and washed his face.

Finally, he looked tired.

He was over 60 years old. He traveled for two days and fought a series of battles before he made another plan.

Already exhausted.

He leaned on the chair, sat for a while, and looked at the silent Bian Yong: "Does Kezhen think I am too cruel?"

"Tens of thousands of lives were lost to death with just one order from me."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to cleanse myself of such a crime."

Having said this, Nian Fu let out a long sigh.

Bian Yong didn't dare to say it directly, but the implication was that he still complained that the young man killed too many people.

"Kezhen, do you think it is our army in Hubei that is stronger, or the refugees in Hubei?" Nian Fu asked him.

Bian Yong said without thinking: "Of course our army is strong."

The Ming army was well-equipped and battle-hardened, but the bandits had few weapons, and the refugees were staggering. A hundred of them could not defeat a single wolf soldier.

"To defeat Zhen, if the enemy is in the light, the Ming army will win; if the enemy is in the dark, the Ming army will be defeated."

Nianfu wanted to teach this young man a lesson: "The Ming army is victorious in its equipment, and the bandits are victorious in its terrain."

"But our Ming army entered the Dabie Mountains and has not had a bloody battle so far. The soldiers are slack and will have no fighting spirit."

"The bandit camp was destroyed again today. Everyone thinks it's time to celebrate."

"Kezhen, have you ever thought about what would happen to me and you if the thieves attack our army tonight?"

Nianfu is too tired, so he needs to adjust his posture.

Bian Yong came over to support him, held the disciple ceremony, personally took off Nian Fu's boots, and asked someone to give him foot-washing water to wash Nian Fu's feet.

When he was young, he valued Bian Yong's cleverness and thought he was a talent that could be made.

Youyou said: "Although our army is strong, its morale is disorganized and there is no chance of victory."

"To be honest, I don't understand battle formations."

"But I am in charge of the army and have never been defeated. Does Ke Zhen know the reason?"

Bian Yong shook his head.

Nianfu allowed him to wash his feet, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Because I am cautious. The word caution will accompany me throughout my life."

"I know very well that soldiers are unpredictable."

"When you are in charge of troops, you must always understand the morale of the military. Military morale changes anytime and anywhere. You must make the most correct choice based on changes in military morale."

"Just like tonight."

"Our army was distracted, dazzled by the victory, and thought that capturing 30 bandits was a matter of hands."

"So, I must beware of thieves attacking the camp."

"But how can I fight against tens of thousands of thieves with my own strength?"

"So I can only kill people first to establish my authority."

"I use blood to activate the fighting spirit of our army, and at the same time, it also scares the enemy chiefs, telling them that my soldiers are coming from heaven, so they can be captured quickly!"

Bian Yong felt that even if the enemy chieftain was frightened, there was no need to kill like this.

Moreover, if you kill like this, the refugees among the refugees who have slipped through the net must hate you even more?
They will definitely cause trouble among the refugees, which will cause even more trouble.

"That's just the first reason."

Nian Fu smiled and said: "Civil officials in charge of the army must not only consider the battlefield, but also consider outside the battlefield, and be comprehensive."

"From the moment you enter the Dabie Mountains, you should see hungry people everywhere and bones everywhere."

"Did Kezhen see the starving corpse? Or should I say a corpse?"

"Did you see one?"

Nianfu asked him.

Bian Yong was stunned: "I didn't see it. All I saw along the way were bones."

He also thought of the records in the history books and suddenly shuddered.

Hungry people are everywhere, Yi Zi eats each other.

However, hungry people may not necessarily eat children, they will also eat carrion!
He was immediately frightened and felt sick.

Nian Fu gave him the correct answer: "Those refugees are starving and have begun to eat people."

"How terrible would it be to eat people? Do you know?"

"Kezhen, you come from a wealthy family and don't know what it's like to be hungry."

"I learned this when I was young. When you are extremely hungry, you can eat yourself, not to mention eating people!"

Nian Fu sighed: "On the surface, these refugees appear to be harmless."

"Actually, they are all man-eating beasts."

"If you want to control these beasts, you can only tell them with blood that their lives are in the hands of this governor!"

This is said loudly.

Nian Fu is training Bian Yong as his disciple.

Bian Yong wiped Nian Fu's feet, poured out the foot washing water himself, and helped Nian Fu change his clothes.

"What do you mean, sir, if food is brought in from Shuangshan Pass tomorrow, if there is no blood to deter them, these refugees will turn against the heavenly soldiers with their swords?"

"Ruzi can be taught."

Nianfu lay on the hard bed, stretched his waist, and said, "That's right."

"Shock the refugees with blood."

"Tomorrow we will open a granary to put food in. No matter how hungry the refugees are, they must obey the orders of this governor."

"Otherwise, there is only one outcome, and that is death!"

Refugees, if they have a knife, they are bandits; if they have food, they are obedient people; if they don't have food, they are bandits!

Therefore, this killing was meant to scare the monkeys.

"Student understands." Bian Yong bowed and saluted.

"This is the second level."

Nian Fu smiled and said: "There is a third layer, Kezhen. Just think about it tonight, what is the meaning of this third layer?"

"I'll go to bed first, and I'll take your test tomorrow."

Bian Yong was confused. Is there a third floor?
But he was so tired from the past two days that he fell asleep quickly while lying on the bed thinking about it.

After waking up the next day, he couldn't stop thinking.

Until I saw the energetic Nian Fu eating breakfast. Nian Fu's breakfast was very simple, with only a bowl of gruel without a few grains of rice.

In the middle of the school grounds, the smell of blood has not yet dissipated.

At this moment, a porridge shack was set up, and all the refugees lined up to receive food. Nian Fu also stood nearby and drank a bowl of porridge, just like the refugees.

Today all the soldiers only eat this kind of porridge.

The military rations will probably be shipped in at night.

There's no fighting today, so it doesn't matter if we're almost eaten.

"Kezhen, have you thought clearly?" Nianfu handed the finished bowl to Bian Yong.

Bian Yong saluted and took it without dissatisfaction. He made a bowl of porridge from Nian Fu's bowl and drank it too. After drinking, he wiped his mouth.

"The students have some ideas, please correct me."

After eating, Bian Yong bowed and said seriously: "This third floor is for the sake of the Ming army."

"Our army has been attacking for two days and has to search the mountains. It is very hard for the soldiers."

"If there are no bandits with heads to show off their military exploits, the soldiers will definitely feel unhappy. Then the soldiers will lose their morale and it will be even more difficult to clear out the bandits."

Nianfu looked at him for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing: "You can teach me, so call me your teacher."

Bian Yong was shocked. Are you a little too casual in accepting disciples?
However, he immediately knelt on the ground to salute.

"This is not a place for apprenticeship. I and you must first become masters and disciples. After returning to Macheng, we can then perform the apprenticeship ceremony."

Nian Fu attaches great importance to Bian Yong.

He is getting older, and now he is a highly respected minister. He is fulfilling his ambitions and is destined to leave his name in history.

But the only thing he cared about was his children and grandchildren.

They are all incompetent. When they are rich, they need to weave a big net for their descendants. After his death, his students can protect their descendants. If there is a successful one, they can also help him in his official career.

Being rich can be said to be a far-reaching plan.

"Teacher, actually the student also thought about the fourth floor."

Nian Fu was slightly startled by Bian Yong's words and looked at him with a smile: "Come on."

Bian Yong saluted: "Teacher, killing all the bandits will also make people outside feel at ease. You want to rule Hubei, not kill them all, so these bandits can only be killed, but not allowed to speak!"

Nian Fu looked at him seriously, his eyes twinkling: "I have accepted a good apprentice! The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared!"

Suddenly, he was very satisfied with this student.

Yes, this fourth layer of reasons is the most important reason.

The Hubei Army is not clean. There are many spies inside. These people are the eyes of the nobles outside, and they are looking inside!
It is a good saying that Nian Fu wants to govern Hubei, not kill all of Hubei.

"I don't dare to praise you as a teacher." Bian Yong bowed deeply.

That night, Shuangshan Gatekeeper will deliver food.

When the refugees saw the large amount of food, they were all jealous, but they were afraid of the shooting power of crossbows and no one dared to directly grab the food.

The nearby refugees heard that the government had come in and were opening warehouses to stock up on food.

They are flocking here in large numbers.

And Nianfu is not in a hurry to continue catching up.

The passes were blocked, and these bandits could only struggle to survive in the mountains.

And without food supply, they will only starve to death in the end.

When he was so hungry that he naturally crawled out of the mountain.

After resting for two days, Nian Fu walked north slowly.

Gathering the refugees along the way, identifying bandits and bandits, killing them and keeping them clean and tidy.

"Teacher, there are fewer and fewer refugees, which means they have been taken away by bandits."

Under Nian Fu's training, Bian Yong's level has improved dramatically.

"Yes."

Nian Fu said: "In the past few days, our army has collected about [-] refugees."

"There were originally 30 people, but [-] or [-] died of starvation."

"There should be 3 elite thieves and bandits. More than [-] were killed by our master, and there are still [-] left."

"They took [-] refugees and headed north..."

"Haha! It will only accelerate their demise!"

That's right.

If the bandits were smart, they should abandon the refugees.

When the refugees have no weapons, they are harmless to humans and animals, and they are harmless when they are not hungry and crazy. When the refugees are hungry and crazy, they will show their fangs to the thieves.

"Teacher, what if those bandits are ambushing in front and want to use the crazy refugees to deal with our army?" Bian Yong thought carefully and was terrified.

If the thieves drive the refugees crazy from hunger, and wait for the Ming army to enter the trap, they will let the refugees out to bite them.

It's a game.

No one knows who will win or lose until the last moment.

"So the journey as a teacher was very slow. It was completely different from when I first entered the Dabie Mountains."

Nianfu stroked his beard and said: "When we first entered the Dabie Mountains, we marched in a hurry. The purpose was to take away the camp of the bandit army."

"Now, I am worried about falling into a trap and deliberately delaying time."

"Even if there are suspicions of letting the bandits escape, at least our army will not make any mistakes."

"In such a tug-of-war, only the party that makes the first mistake will lose. Our army will never lose if we don't make the mistake."

"Our army has sufficient food and grass supplies at every pass along the way. There are doctors accompanying the army. Those who are sick can be sent to the pass for treatment at any time. We are already in an invincible position."

"As long as we wait for the other party to make mistakes, our army will achieve a complete victory, exchanging the smallest losses for the greatest military exploits."

When you are rich, use your troops cautiously.

He and Ou Xin have completely different styles, two extremes.

Ou Xin's soldiers were bold and bold, taking the lead, and they were quite happy and grudges.

However, when I am rich, I use my troops as slowly as a tortoise, cautious and cautious. I never make a mistake, I just wait for my opponent to make a mistake.

Bian Yong learned that when using troops, one must act like a turtle.

"Teacher, our army has won every victory, can't we relax?"

After all, Bian Yong is young and wants to have a good time.

Who doesn't want to be a hero for once?

"Kezhen, you must always remember this."

"When you are proud, even if you win ten times without losing, you will definitely fall."

Nian Fu said seriously: "Soldiers are crafty."

"Writing a war is never based on paper strength. How many battles have there been in history where a small number defeated a large number?"

"In the final analysis, it is because arrogant soldiers will be defeated."

"Remember, there must be no slacking off until the last moment, let alone any careless mistakes."

"As long as you are on the battlefield, any mistake may be fatal."

"I would like to tell you something. Although I say that I am not in charge of the troops, I can lead them with responsibility. As the commander of an army, you must be responsible for the soldiers and try to save their lives."

"But seek merit, not fault."

"Only in this way will the soldiers support you and be willing to sacrifice their lives for you."

"And you can gain military exploits through the power of soldiers."

"Remember the saying of being a teacher, not seeking merit but seeking no faults."

"Even if you can gain military exploits at your fingertips, you must think twice before taking action. You must be responsible for your soldiers. Everyone has only one life. You must think twice before taking action."

Bian Yong salutes.

Not everyone is a famous general!

But according to Nian Fu's style of play, as long as he lives long, he will definitely become a famous general.

Why were Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi able to enter the temple? Their battles were not as powerful as Guan Yu's in China, but which of these two people did not achieve a higher historical status than Guan Yu?

All you need to do is be cautious!

Make sure you don't make mistakes, wait for your opponent to make a mistake, and when your opponent makes a mistake, kill him with one strike.

This is the art of war!
Nian Fu walks all the way and talks all the way.

Bian Yong benefited a lot.

However, it is between Dachengguan and Jiuliguan.

A group of people knelt in the middle of the road.

I thought they were refugees.

When I got closer, I saw a guy holding a straw stick in his mouth, lying on a stone to bask in the sun, with many swords resting on his head.

Seeing the army approaching, the man jumped up and saluted the army: "General Zou Chang, pay your respects to the governor!"

His voice was loud and Bian Yong heard the name from the front of the line.

"Are you the one who refuses to accept Zou Changzou at night?" Bian Yong rode over quickly, got off his horse and saluted.

Zou Chang looked at the young scholar with confusion on his face.

"I am a guard in the palace. I was shocked when I heard Master Zou's heroic deeds. I would like to ask you to bow down to me!"

Bian Yong is a scholar.

But he will never discriminate against warriors, let alone look down on spies.

The emperor is already establishing the Department of Night Collection, which, along with the Department of Military Discipline and the Department of Military Personnel, is a chartered intelligence department in the military.

When Zou Chang heard this in the palace, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was immediately relieved.

Quickly salute as well.

Just as he was talking, Nian Fu came over quickly.

When the horse comes, tighten the reins, turn over and dismount.

He patted Zou Chang on the shoulder: "You, Zou Chang, are the first to contribute in this battle! I will definitely report your merits to Your Majesty according to the facts!"

"Thank you, Sir." Every time Zou Chang mentioned the palace, his eyebrows would twitch unnaturally.

It seems to be fear, and it also seems to be resistance.

Nian Fu asked him who these people were.

Zou Chang pointed at these kneeling people and introduced them one by one. They were all famous bandits who had originally been running north.

As a result, he was tricked by Zou Chang and ended up begging for surrender on the side of the road.

This is a great achievement at your fingertips.

Nianfu promises that he will not make mistakes, but there is no guarantee that great achievements will come from heaven.

"Zou Chang, how did you do that?" Nian Fu discovered that this person named Zou Chang was really talented.

Zou Chang chuckled: "It's just luck. The last general took the opportunity to burn their food and grass, and then used brute force to control these people. The disobedient ones have been killed by the last general."

This so-called brute force is probably the result of one man being in charge, right?

Judging from what he said was easy, there may be many difficulties and dangers involved.

"it is good!"

Nian Fu laughed and said, "I, the governor, will repay you! Come and kill all these people!"

Zou Chang was surprised. He thought that Nian Fu would keep it and send it to the capital to ask for merit.

I don't want to get richer and become more decisive, so I killed them all to avoid future troubles.

Then send people to collect the refugees and bandits.

Those who disobey will also be killed.

The Huguang Rebellion, which lasted for hundreds of years, finally came to an end.

In nearly two months, Nianfu killed more than 20 bandits and harvested nearly [-] refugees. From then on, all bandits in Hubei were wiped out, and there were no more serious thieves.

The memorial of the rich man's meritorious service was sent to the central government.

The court was filled with joy.

"You can be directly knighted for your achievements in getting rich in old age!"

Zhu Qiyu praised: "I always thought that Nian Fu was a great talent in politics, but I didn't expect that Nian Fu was also a great talent in running the army!"

"I was right about him. He deserves a high title due to his wealth in old age!"

"I want to give you a golden talisman!"

This battle was fought brilliantly, and the Ming army suffered minimal losses. However, Nian Fu captured 17 bandits and gained 20 refugees, eliminating the bandits in Hubei in one battle.

Although it may be a bit of a trick and luck, a meritorious service is a meritorious service.

"Your Majesty, the bandits in Hubei have been eliminated, and Hubei is about to enter a state of great governance!"

Geng Jiuchou cheered: "More than 30 refugees from Jiangxi have moved into Hubei, and this year the governor has received another 20 refugees, so Hubei will not be short of people."

"Weichen believes that these 20 people cannot be placed in Huangzhou Prefecture or De'an Prefecture, but should be placed in Anlu Prefecture."

After the court cheers, it is time to properly resettle the refugees.

Wang Fu agreed: "Your Majesty, Huangzhou Prefecture and De'an Prefecture are adjacent to the Dabie Mountains."

"These refugees have the experience of going into the mountains and becoming bandits."

"If the old trick is repeated, try it again."

"We still have to spend a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to suppress bandits."

"Not worth the loss!"

"It would be better to place them directly in Anlu Prefecture. Anlu Prefecture is in the middle of Hubei Province, sandwiched between Hubei prefectures in all directions."

"Even if they want to rebel, they have no place to rebel. They can only act as good citizens."

While the court appeases the refugees, it is also on guard against a second rebellion by the refugees.

The courtiers basically agreed.

Zhu Qiyu was considering: "Let's place it in Anlu Prefecture."

"Promoting Anluzhou to Anlu Prefecture."

"Order the local magistrate to measure the land and resettle the refugees."

Long live the courtier mountain.

After going down to court, Zhu Qiyu looked at the secret memorial on Nian Fu with a playful expression: "Zou Chang..."

The name Zou Chang was given by him.

It turns out that Zou Chang's name is Mengzhou.

That's right, it's the Meng Zhou who should be dead.

"Zou Chang has made great achievements and was promoted to the deputy commander of the Ye Bu Shu Division." Zhu Qiyu made the decision directly.

This official position is more than enough with his contribution to Zou Chang.

The war in the Dabie Mountains ended.

Bian Yong also embarked on the road to Annan.

Nianfu taught him a lot, and it can be said that he taught him everything he had.

"Teacher, when the students return from Annan, they will serve the teacher in Hubei!" Bian Yong was reluctant to leave.

He originally wanted to take Xue Xuan as his disciple.

Nowadays, having a rich man as your teacher is something you can only meet but cannot ask for.

Everyone has his own purpose and is driven by his own interests.

Bian Yong wanted to become a disciple of Xue Xuan because he failed in the imperial examination, so he could study the classics and take the right path in the imperial examination.

Being able to have Nian Fu as your disciple is equivalent to having Nian Fu's connections. Nian Fu's political and military skills are much better than Xue Xuan's. The most important thing is that Nian Fu has terrible official connections.

When you are rich, you are a minister who governs the world, and you have won the Holy Heart.

Now that he has such military exploits, he can be said to be golden-plated. His current goal is to compete in the Confucian Temple.

Bian Yong became a disciple of such a famous official, and the benefits he reaped were unimaginable.

He collapsed onto the southbound road.

Before leaving, Nian Fu was still clearing the Dabie Mountains and moving the refugees to Anlu Prefecture.

There is no great merit in these tasks, but they really do something for the people.

Bian Yong took a boat from Macheng and went around Jiangxi to Hunan.

In Changsha Mansion, he gave Han Yong the secret letter that the emperor had given him when he left the capital.

Han Yong and Nian Fu are completely different.

Han Yong was also an all-rounder, but he was more inclined towards military affairs. He had the qualifications of a famous commander, and he also gave full play to his strengths and led his army to eliminate chieftains and bandits every day.

Unlike Nian Fu, Han Yong talks very little. He is the type of person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much.

Going all the way south, he saw the miserable situation of Hunan toast.

The captured chieftains were digging mountains to build roads.

Moreover, Han Yong paid attention to repairing river channels, connecting rivers, breaking rocks, blowing up dangerous shoals, and creating excellent ports.

Han Yong rarely wrote memorials to the Central Committee, but he always did it.

Unlike Zhu Ying, he wrote memorials boasting about how many bandits he had killed, how many refugees he had resettled, and how he had managed Shandong.

Unlike Lin Cong, who was timid in Henan and unable to realize his ambitions.

I don't want Fang Ying to be in Guangdong and Guangxi, killing people.

Han Yong worked quietly. Unknowingly, he had already laid the groundwork. Roads were opened, routes were determined, dense forests were cut down, and soldiers were trained.

As long as a large number of refugees come in, Hunan will be full of vitality.

Han Yong only lacked a chance to make the final decision.

Bian Yong walked and looked around and found that the people in Hunan were the most miserable. Many people were working hard, either cleaning up rivers or cutting down dense forests.

But Hunan people don’t complain about tiredness or suffering.

Because life in the past was more difficult and more difficult. Now the government recruits laborers and pays them. It is better to make money than to be idle at home.

Go all the way down the river and enter Guangxi.

The biggest impression on Bian Yong in Guangxi is that he is busy.

Rows of carriages and horses flowed continuously on the road; rows of boats were doing business and selling in Guangxi.

There are also many passers-by, in groups, migrating to Guangxi.

These people are dressed in brocade and look luxurious.

Obviously, these are Jiangxi gentry who separated from the main family, obtained part of the family property, and immigrated to Guangxi.

Guangxi is also ready, with land and housing ready.

Other places are afraid of land annexation, but Guangxi is least afraid.

As long as the nobles are willing to come.

There is plenty of land for you to annex at will.

Preliminary estimates indicate that there are nearly 10 gentry immigrants from Jiangxi to Guangxi.

These people will be distributed throughout Guangxi, and good places will be selected and allocated to them, and then they will be allowed to set up private schools to educate the local people.

Xue Xuan established a school in Guilin.

The emperor named Jingxuan Academy and allocated a sum of money. All the funds for the academy came from internal funds. He also gave Xue Xuan a sum of money to accept a disciple.

As a result, as soon as the voice of building a school appeared, it became popular all over the world. Countless students went to Guilin, not to mention spending money, and they were willing to study in the school even if they lost their entire family.

Jingxuan is Xue Xuan's nickname.

But Xue Xuan had no time to teach in the academy. He was busy settling immigrants.

The students also followed Xue Xuan.

Xue Xuan works and teaches at the same time.

Fame has reached its peak.

Zhu Qiyu praised Xue Xuan many times and sent an imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital to ask Xue Xuan to take care of his health.

When I met Xue Xuan, I saw a dozen students following Xue Xuan.

Bian Yong knew that it was useless for him to come to Guilin. Xue Xuan had no time to teach him the meaning of the classics. Fortunately, he had already lost the wealth of his life as his teacher, so it was a loss and a gain in the east.

"These nobles may not be used to Guangxi food, so you have to prepare Jiangxi people's taste for them."

Xue Xuan kept talking and giving instructions along the way.

Talk all the way.

Bian Yong suddenly ran to the government office. Xue Xuan didn't know it in advance, so Xue Xuan didn't do it for him.

Bian Yong was a little frightened by the emperor's ability to recognize people.

In Hubei, Nian Fu turned himself into a refugee, trained as a soldier and defeated bandits.

In Hunan, Han Yong is unknown, but he is doing great things.

In Guangxi, Xue Xuan was obviously the leader of Emperor Wenzong, but in such hot weather, he went to government offices one after another to visit and give advice.

The emperor selected governors in each province.

If all the governors in the world were outstanding people like Nian Fu, Han Yong, and Xue Xuan, why would the Ming Dynasty be unhappy?
But it was Zhu Qiyu who had a keen eye for these talents, and put them in the most correct official positions, and then they burst out with dazzling light.

　There will be another big chapter tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)