Daming, originally wanted to destroy it, but the system came

Chapter 24 Yunlong County’s request
The magistrate of Yunlong County came, but he didn't know that Zhu Chu had just executed an old witch.

This was already the second time Zhu Zhen had seen a living being executed with his own eyes.

If it was an accident last time, it was Mu Chun's fault.

This time, Zhu Xi personally ordered it, and it was only one day later.

But Zhu Chu unexpectedly discovered that he no longer felt any discomfort.

Was this the adaptability he had hoped for?
But is it too quick to adapt?

The magistrate of Yunlong County stood pitifully in the tent, looked at Zhu Ming cautiously, and then quickly lowered his head.

"If you have something to say, just say it, like a bitch," Zhu Zhen frowned and cursed angrily.

People who don't know will never know that he is only 12 years old.

"My lord, you said before that you wanted this county to recruit the old, weak, women and children who manage this chieftain. But you didn't say there are so many of them. This county is just a county town, with less than [-] garrison troops, and it is also self-sufficient. . If we are asked to support so many people, we really can’t support them.”

The magistrate looked bitter.

He really didn't expect that there were more than 2000 people.

You must know that the army of the Ming Dynasty was based on the field system implemented by the guards. According to the regulations, three points of soldiers from the border areas defended the city and seven points were used for farming. Two points of soldiers from the interior guarded the city and eight points were used for farming. Each soldier was awarded For one share of the field, the government would provide cattle, farm tools and seeds, and collect grain according to the share.

In other words, out of the more than 1000 garrison troops in Yunlong County, more than 700 people are required to farm the land to be self-sufficient.

If we have to support more than 2000 idle people, who will pay for this shortfall?
The county magistrate hadn't come to his senses before, so now he hurried over to Zhu Zhen and said, "My lord, this small county doesn't have that much money and food."

Zhu Ming looked at the county magistrate silently, then suddenly changed the topic and said seriously: "If you think about it again, these people are going to attack your Yunlong County, and it is up to you to deal with the aftermath."

"In fact, it is enough to keep the strong men," the county magistrate said. If they are strong men, they can be used as coolies. As for the old, weak, women and children, what is the use?

"Huh?" Zhu Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Good guy, you are really evil."

"Don't you want me to bear the stigma of killing prisoners?" Zhu Zhen slapped the table.

The magistrate lowered his head.

This kind of thing is easy to say or not. Even the killing god Bai Qi, who has defeated many with less many times, can be said to be one of the ten philosophers of the martial arts temple and one of the representatives of military strategists. His reputation is not very good, especially in feudal society. It is an important resource, but it once suffered from infamy.

But he didn't want to bear these burdens for nothing.

"Okay, okay, at the worst, I will take all these people away," Zhu Zhen suddenly felt bored.

This county magistrate is also short-sighted and does not want to think about it. As long as these people are managed well, this is a population of 2000. Sooner or later, those captives and strong men will be rehabilitated, and then Yunlong County will be able to get so many people for nothing.

Population is a resource.

I don’t want to give him any benefits myself.

Especially those hundreds and nearly 1000 strong men, what can't they do?
Are you recruiting soldiers to fight, reclaiming wasteland, or just farming? Isn't it delicious?
"Your Highness is wise and mighty," the county magistrate quickly knelt down and worshiped.

Zhu Ming's heart was moved and he shouted angrily: "Is that how Yingming Shenwu describes me? I'm just a vassal king, and that can only describe my father, do you understand?"

The magistrate felt innocent.

Wise and mighty, with an imperial demeanor, the last sentence is transgressive.

He wanted to praise Zhu Zhen for his intelligence, foresight, and extraordinary appearance.How did he know how sensitive Zhu Ming's heart was now.

"Okay, okay, we will go back tomorrow, and we won't disturb you tonight. But you have to remember that although you are just a county magistrate, you still control the power of a county after all. The people are by no means exploited by you. "Object, you should treat the common people as your own children. Local officials are also parent officials. If you let me know that you dare to dominate and harm the common people and harm the village, I will chop off your dog's head," said Zhu Ming, although he is not very old. , but after these words, the county magistrate's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

What he was afraid of was not Zhu Chun, but Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Chun's father.

The great reputation of Emperor Hongwu was not achieved by blowing, but by killing.

Not only killing enemies, everyone in the world didn't know that Emperor Hongwu hated those corrupt and cruel officials the most.

Not only will he be stripped of his skin, but even the nine clans will be beheaded.

After teaching the county magistrate a lesson, Zhu Zhen let him leave.

At the same time, he did not go to the city to stay overnight, but stayed in the big tent and dealt with it casually.

It's a pity that his body has grown up ahead of schedule, otherwise he would still be able to sleep in the carriage.

But it didn't matter, he wasn't that squeamish, so he casually let Muchun and Wang Fu spread hay on the ground, then spread a layer of blankets, and fell asleep.

At first, Muchun and Wang Fu were worried that Zhu Chun would not be able to bear such a simple situation, but they did not expect that Zhu Chun slept soundly.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning came.

The camp began to become lively. In the early morning, pots were made to make rice. At the same time, Muchun and Wang Fu led some troops to start training.

Zhu Zhen was awakened by the movement outside. He got up and went outside to look at the soldiers who were either lined up in a row, practicing stabbing with spears, or the infantry were standing in a circle, holding large shields in their hands. line-up.

After all, the Ming Dynasty army often fought with Tatar cavalry. Facing the cavalry that came and galloped away, the infantry was very passive, so it was good at forming formations.

And because they are all small soldiers, they don't need to practice complicated combat skills. For example, those spearmen, their only mission on the battlefield is to constantly assassinate the enemies in front of them.

So they just have to practice thrusting, thrusting, and thrusting.

This is a battlefield, this is an army, not individual force.

When the army reaches the border, tens of thousands of spearmen will line up, and all they need to do is keep pushing forward.

So they don't need to learn anything else. If any guy comes out and sweeps across the entire army, everyone around him will be wiped out.

"This is to let them remember this feeling and train it into a subconscious reaction. Otherwise, many recruits will be too scared to move once they go to the battlefield. And after daily training, even if they don't know what to do, , the body will also make them move," Muchun and Wang Fu came to Zhu Chu and explained to him.

Zhu Ming nodded and said, "I understand."

After all, he has also experienced military training. Although it is not the level of training required to officially join the army, he is still taking steps.

In addition to professional combat literacy, the content of military training is almost the entire content of recruits entering the camp.

This also made Zhu Zhen feel itchy and unbearable: "Why don't you give me a team and let me train specifically."

Wang Fu and Muchun looked at each other, "Little Prince, are you addicted to weakening us?"Do you dare not to torment us?

So neither of them agreed, but wisely changed the subject: "It's time to eat, it's time to eat."

"Tsk, you look down on me, don't you? Just wait, sooner or later, I will train an invincible army."

(End of this chapter)