Jingnan Strategy

Chapter 34 The pain of war
"Business in outer cities has been difficult recently. Many villages have been relocated to Yunnan."

"I've also heard that three villages and more than 2000 people were moved in one month. It's hard for people doing business in other cities."

"Oh...what can we do? Fortunately, we live in the inner city, so the inner city will not be forcibly relocated."

"Maybe you have forgotten Hu..."

"Cough cough!"

In Liu Ji's shop, Zhu Gaoxu lowered his head and ate noodles while listening to the chatter of the diners around him.

It's a pity that the diners were reminded by the cook's cough at the critical moment, interrupting Zhu Gaoxu's thoughts.

"The meat in these steamed dumplings is really delicious. Fortunately, the Yuan Dynasty introduced the castration technology of livestock, otherwise I might not be able to eat this kind of pork."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the xiaolongbao on the chopsticks and the dish of vinegar in front of him, and his appetite was quite satisfied.

"Bill, please!"

After destroying everything on the dinner table with three strokes, five divisions and two strokes, Zhu Gaoxu shouted to the shopkeeper to pay the bill.

When the shopkeeper saw this, he didn't dare to delay. He walked over, took a look at the things on the table, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the total is twelve cents."

"Okay." When Zhu Gaoxu heard what the shopkeeper said, he immediately counted out twelve coins from the half-money in his arms and handed it to him.

"Come again next time." The shopkeeper took the money, bowed in return, and then returned to the inner room.

Zhu Gaoxu had no intention of continuing to sit. If he wanted to get a piece of news, it would be much more detailed than what these diners were talking about.

The reason why he sat here to understand was just to see if his imperial grandfather's policy was acceptable to the people.

Facts have proved that no one dared to resist the forced relocation of an entire village, even in this era of supreme monarchy, but the people did complain.

Zhu Gaoxu walked out of the shop and took a stroll on the broad street.

There was nothing missing in his house. On the first day of the new year, Yang Zhan and Wang Xuan had prepared everything for him.

[Recruiting a waiter, twenty cents a day, taking care of food and accommodation]

[Recruiting a tailor, fifty coins a day]

[Recruiting a carpenter, fifty coins a day]

[Zhao Lifu, 25 articles a day]

【trick……】

Walking down the street, apart from the passing of people, all you can see are job postings posted by the shops along the street.

"Sure enough, no matter what era, skilled workers are the most popular."

Along the way, Zhu Gaoxu almost understood the living conditions of the people in Nanjing.

It's easier, the non-required work is about 25 cash a day, and the more tiring work is [-] cash.

Skilled workers such as tailors, carpenters, and painters earn fifty cents a day.

Among them, jobs such as cooking and cooking require a monthly salary of four to five hundred cash per month, which is only five or six taels of silver in a year.

Looking at the wages of these recruitment information, and thinking of his grandpa's move of giving him five hundred guan notes with a wave of his hand, Zhu Gaoxu could only sigh that Lao Zhu was indeed generous to his children and grandchildren.

According to his understanding, even if generals such as Xu Da and Fu Youde made meritorious service, the number of rewards would only be four to five hundred guan.

Zhu Gaoxu did not think that his "On the Cutting of Fans" could compare with the military exploits of Xu Da, Fu Youde and others.

The reason why he was able to receive such a favor was mainly because of his identity.

In the era of family and world, Lao Zhu's family is the master of the world, and the people are just slaves.

However, as a vested interest, Zhu Gaoxu didn't think there was anything wrong with this. At least he came to this world and replaced the tyrannical Zhu Gaoxu.

He cannot overthrow his own family, but he can learn from Emperor Wen of Han and try to make the lives of the people under his rule easier. This is what he can do.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoxu's steps became much quicker.

Perhaps in this era, he can enjoy most of the material things, so after being satisfied with the material things, he instead pursues spiritual satisfaction.Because of this, when he stopped, the place he came to was the inner city nursing home in Jiangning County.

Looking at the three words "Yangjiyuan", Zhu Gaoxu didn't know what to think.

Ever since Wang Jian told him about "picking and harvesting raw materials" yesterday, he had the idea of ​​​​seeing the situation in the almshouse with his own eyes.

He wanted to see if what Wang Jian said was true, and if so, what could he change.

"Stop here!"

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu walking forward, the two nursing staff standing at the entrance of the nursing home scolded him, but Zhu Gaoxu directly took out his bronze medal of the Hundred Household Officials.

"See General!" When the two guards saw the word "Hundred Household Officials" on the bronze medal, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and threw away the sticks in their hands.

"Sure enough..." Looking at the people kneeling in front of power, Zhu Gaoxu sighed.

"I'll go in and take a look, and I'll summon you from the hospital!"

Zhu Gaoxu said a word and then walked into the almshouse.

Upon seeing this, the nursing staff at the door immediately sent one person to inform the hospital administrator, and Zhu Gaoxu came to the courtyard.

Since Zhu Gaoxu walked through the main entrance, what he saw after entering was the main hall and the left and right wing rooms of the Yangtze Yuan.

On the side against the outer wall are four inverted houses, each of which is only seven or eight square meters, and can accommodate two people, so it is relatively small.

There is no one in these houses, they are probably on duty.

Zhu Gaoxu walked towards the backyard. After walking through the gate, the scene he saw seemed much shabbier.

A rammed earth road appeared in front of him, and in the distance were rows of wooden houses, twelve rows each.

Zhu Gaoxu walked inside and passed between the two rows of wooden houses.

There are more than twenty wooden houses in each row from the outside to the inside. The houses are small and only as wide as Zhu Gaoxu's open hands.

There are many people living in these wooden houses at the moment. When they see a familiar face coming in, these people stick their heads in front of the windows and look at Zhu Gaoxu curiously.

Some people couldn't help but feel a little envious when they saw Zhu Gaoxu's healthy and somewhat tall body. In Zhu Gaoxu's eyes, many of the people who stuck their heads out had their hands and feet cut off, and some even had their limbs chopped off. He could only sit up with the help of roommates.

Maybe they were at the feet of the emperor, but in short they were dressed quite decently, and the color of their linen clothes was still new.

Judging from Wang Jian's introduction yesterday, the local government distributes coarse cloth to the almshouse on the day before New Year's Eve every year, which seems to be true.

"Master!"

Just as Zhu Gaoxu was walking forward, there were voices behind him telling him to stop, as well as the sounds of running and breathing heavily.

He turned around and saw a nurse at the front door and a thin swordsman and penman running towards him.

Zhu Gaoxu did not move and stood there waiting for them. Seeing this, the swordsman and penman also quickened his pace. After a while, he ran to him, gasped and bowed:
"I'm in the courtyard of the Yangjiyuan on Zhongzheng Street in Xiajiang. I didn't know the general was coming, so I missed him from afar. Please forgive me, general."

"It's okay, I'm just passing by to take a look." Zhu Gaoxu saw that the swordsman and penman were still polite, so he responded in a calm tone.

Hearing his words, the swordsman breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Zhu Gaoxu was here to arrest him.

"Why are there no old or weak people in this almshouse?" Zhu Gaoxu looked around and found that there were only people who had been harvested and cut, and he couldn't help but become curious.

"Go back to the general..." The swordsman and penman calmed down, and after sorting things out, he responded:

"The imperial court allocated land to each almshouse, so the old and the weak, who are over seven years old and under 50 years old, with healthy hands and feet, need to go to the outer city to cultivate official land and be self-sufficient."

"That's not bad..." Hearing the swordsman's words, Zhu Gaoxu didn't expect that Lao Zhu was quite good at long-term planning.

"How many old, weak, orphans and widows are there in this hospital? How many disabled people are there?"

Zhu Gaoxu asked again, and the knife and pen official gave the same answer as Jiazhen:

"There are 150 six orphans, 57 minors, and 670 two disabled people."

(End of this chapter)