I have a cornucopia

Chapter 241 Yang Feng is here again!

In this way, Lin Qingye officially took over the heavy responsibility of being the general governor of North Korea.

This is a role equivalent to that of a five-star emperor, holding the imperial sword, executing first and reporting later, taking revenge when there is revenge, and complaining when there is grievance...

Those insects who excluded and framed me back then!
Tremble!
As for Prince Yang's main purpose...

Of course, Prince Yang doesn't need to be involved in this.

Who is he, and how could he teach people to trade slaves?

This is immoral!

But soon, those unethical profiteers will run to Lin Qingye's control area and collude with his naval officers. In order to maintain his great cause of fighting traitors and eliminating traitors, they will start to go to the coast of Japan to arrest people. This is completely understandable. After all, the hatred between Korea and Japan is as deep as the sea. Then soon, some shameless sea merchants also saw the lucrative profits of this industry and began to join the ranks of collusion, including some fishing boats that fish in the distant seas. After all, how to make money is to make money!

There are two ingots of silver on the table. Which one is moral and which one is immoral?

Shandong has hundreds of armed fishing boats. It is impossible to go out to sea without cannons these days, so all the fishing boats going out from Shandong are equipped with cannons and muskets.

Galleys can also use cannons, but they cannot use heavy artillery. Moreover, the sailors and workers on fishing boats are all managed in a militarized manner.

In fact, they are Yang Feng’s navy.

Fishing boats and merchant ships like these will use southern Korea as their base, and just like the Japanese pirates who harassed the Ming Dynasty in the past, they will constantly harass the Japanese coast, and even land to capture people, and then stuff them into the dark posts of the Ming Dynasty.

In short, Japan's population in the future will become the cornerstone of the Ming Dynasty's development.

While Yang Feng was worrying about the sustainable development of his territory, various forces were silently fighting for their future.

Li Zicheng continued to restore water conservancy in Guanzhong, promote new crops, and constantly extort the southern government to send him grain, even demanding that three million shi of grain must be sent to Xi'an this year, and four million shi of grain must be restored to normal next year. However, he was very generous and said that it was not necessary to send it to Xi'an, and that it could be handed over to Tian Jianxiu, the governor of the grain transport in Hankou, and he would be responsible for the rest of the transportation. For the grain transport, Li Zicheng also organized a transport team of hundreds of thousands of people in Guanzhong.

It was transported north by water from Hankou to Xiangyang, then continued to the Baihe River and headed north to Xinye, and then transported to Xi'an via the Wuguan Road by pack teams or even human-powered vehicles.

Another part continued northward by water and arrived at Shiqiao, the starting point of Baihe shipping, and then was transported to Luoyang by caravans or even porters from Shiqiao.

However, this line is not safe, as the Qing army will attack and steal food.

Therefore, Li Zicheng had a large number of troops in Nanyang, with a full 10,000 cavalry stationed there.

There is another route, which is from Xiangyang directly west to Yunyang, and then split again in Yunxi, going north to Shangluo by land, and continuing west by water. This route can go all the way to Hanzhong, and the various places in Longyou receive the grain given to them by Li Zicheng in Hanzhong. His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin used the grain that he forced Jiangnan to give him, and the grain that he bought from the south and Sichuan with his own money, more than 5 million dan of grain per year, to ensure the loyalty of the areas under his control from top to bottom. After all, even the old gentry in Shaanxi knew that without Li Zicheng, the southern gentry would not give them a grain of food.

Everyone has self-awareness.

Li Zicheng's interest in expansion has been temporarily low after his last failure. After all, expansion to the south has failed, but expansion to the north...

He has already used up all his energy and various means to support Shaanxi. Is he going to feed more hungry people?
Let Dorgon worry about that!
As for Dorgon, he was indeed doing his best to solve the food problem in the area under his control.

Having made a huge fortune through large-scale anti-corruption, he immediately gave the money to the southern gentry and exchanged it for food from them. The surplus food in Huaixi alone was not enough. The real value of Huaixi was that it provided him with a stable and sufficient smuggling channel. Although the price was relatively high, the smugglers were not doing charity after all. The food was transported north through the Huaihe River and Yinghe River, and could even reach Zhoujiakou by water, and even to Lujiatan in Fugu if there was enough water.

Then transport it north by land and cross the river in Kaifeng.

As for the hole that Kaifeng dug back then, it is still there and no one is going to seal it. At present, the existence of the Yellow River flood area in eastern Henan just separates the territories of Yang Feng and Dorgon.

In addition to supplying the iron-clad farmers, Dorgon also had to give a portion of the grain he transported north to Wu Sangui, Jiang Ge and even the Mongolian tribes.

He also has to hold on to these allies.

Today, our Qing Dynasty is no longer what it used to be. Without these allies, we would not be able to survive.

Have to serve them.

Alas, GunGun is living a very miserable life now.

However, his anti-corruption campaign did ease the resistance of the slaves.

After all, those he confiscated and killed were people who originally needed slaves to support them. Although there were not many of them, only a few thousand, they had been well-fed and well-dressed in the past. It is estimated that even a dozen slave households might not be able to support one of them. Although after these people were killed, the new slave owners divided up their property, the total number of these parasites was greatly reduced overall, so the slaves were slightly relieved.

Of course, it's only temporary.

Because Dorgon was still constantly introducing new iron crops from outside the Great Wall, the Eight Banners Solon had officially entered the Great Wall, and the first batch of Solon soldiers had arrived in the capital.

Although there are not many.

Just a few hundred.

But Sauron didn't have many people to begin with, and especially after two generations of killings by Wild Boar Skin and Huang Taiji, there were even fewer left.

Beijing.

"Eight Banners Mongolian Army, Eight Banners Han Army, Green Banner Army, Eight Banners Solon Army, what else?"

Prince Yang stood at the window, watching the Eight Banners Solon passing by with great interest.

There were only about four or five hundred people. Because it was extremely hot in the summer, they were all shirtless but wearing leather pants. They had small braids on their bald heads and were constantly wiping their sweat.

The prosperity of the capital city obviously did not shock them.

Firstly, I was almost fainting from the heat, and secondly, the capital city was not very prosperous at that time.

Not only did the population drop sharply, but there were dilapidated houses everywhere, and even the palace was in ruins. In addition, the influx of a large number of livestock, coupled with the collapse of the city management system, eventually led to feces everywhere, especially the flash flood caused by heavy rain, the soaked feces made the streets look like Paris. The Sauron war horses were constantly throwing out mud mixed with feces and dirt, and many of the onlookers on both sides were affected and hurriedly dodged.

However, there are still many people in the crowd wearing Ming Dynasty clothes.

These are all businessmen.

peddler.

It's not just those who come from outside the Qing-controlled areas, but also the traveling merchants of our Qing Dynasty who don't have to shave their heads or change their clothes.

Because whether it was the jurisdiction of Li Zicheng, the jurisdiction of the Regent or the territory of Yang Feng, merchants who shaved their heads and changed their clothes were not allowed to enter.

Refugees are allowed, but businessmen are not.

All merchants who shaved their heads and changed their clothes were treated as Jianlu.

What the Qing Dynasty cannot afford to offend the most right now are these traveling merchants. After all, they can bring all kinds of vital materials. In this case, they have to be treated specially. All traveling merchants do not have to shave their heads or change their clothes. And now Yang Feng's identity is also that of a traveling merchant from Shandong.

"Eight Banners Army."

His subordinate who was also a merchant next to him said with a smile.

Yang Feng looked at him in confusion.

"In the past, the Dajun in the garrisons were unwilling to follow the Green Banner Army and kept clamoring to set up a separate Eight Banner Dajun. I guess Dorgon would agree. After all, these Dajun are more loyal than the Green Banner Army, and it will also help him win over the Dajun in other places, especially Li Zicheng. And in this way, the Green Banner Army can be weakened. Now that the Eight Banners have suffered heavy losses, the Green Banner Army that originally depended on them has become stronger accordingly. If the Dajun can be separated, the Green Banner Army will be weakened."

said the latter.

He was a spy stationed in the capital. As for his identity, he was a salt merchant who transported salt from the Changlu Salt Field.

Having lost all the salt-producing areas, Dorgon could not afford to offend the salt merchants the most. The salt merchants who came from outside were treated more favorably.

“He’s really good at playing.”

Yang Feng sneered.

This was Dorgon’s method of ruling when the Eight Banners Manchus were unable to control the situation.

The maximum division is like the more than one hundred genders in America. The groups below are infinitely subdivided, so that the Eight Banners Manchus only need tens of thousands of combat soldiers to form an absolute advantage over other groups, and then prevent other groups from becoming bigger. At the same time, show favor to small groups as much as possible and bind their interests with them, so that they can gain their loyalty. Whether it is the Eight Banners Dajun or the Eight Banners Solon, their fundamental purpose is the same. Just like these Solons who entered the pass, they no longer have to endure the severe cold of Heilongjiang, and can live a life of food and clothing in the capital like the Eight Banners Manchus, and naturally forget the killings of Huang Taiji and Wild Boar Skin before.

These people were originally outsiders in the war between Ming and Qing dynasties. Even in the 30th year of Wanli's reign, it was actually the wild Jurchens of Solon who were still paying tribute to the Ming Dynasty.

Whether in the time of Tianqi or Chongzhen, Yezhupi and his sons continued to conquer these wild Jurchens by killing.

"According to my private statistics, among the Eight Banners Manchus in the Jianlu, there are only about 30,000 soldiers who can fight now, and this is after trying their best to piece together. There are 15,000 Eight Banners Mongols left. Although the Han army is said to have 80,000, there are only about 20,000 who actually followed into the pass. So there are only more than 60,000 real captives in the Jianlu. But many of them are old and weak who were forced in. For example, the elite Jianlu before, there are actually only 50,000. This is why Dorgon had to find these Suolons from outside the pass to enter the pass.

He needed to replenish the Eight Banners Manchus.

In the final analysis, these are the real captives. The others, no matter how redundant they are, are just a mob.

But the 30,000 Eight Banner Manchus are really hard to suppress. If they are further weakened, they will start to seize power in a chaotic way. "

The subordinate said.

This number is very reasonable.

In the early years of Shunzhi, the statistics showed that there were only 40,000 combat-capable soldiers in the Eight Banners Manchuria...

Of course, that was after a continuous war, but the money Yang Feng had lost in the past few years alone was far greater than the losses during this period.

Thirty thousand eight banner Manchus.

It may not seem like much, but having 30,000 cores is already very powerful in this era.

Li Zicheng was able to reach the capital, but he only had a few tens of thousands of core members of the old battalion under his command, and the combat effectiveness of his old battalion was not as good as that of the Eight Banners Manchus.

But this number has also reached a dangerous critical point.

After all, other forces within the Qing Dynasty are also waiting for the weakening of the Eight Banners Manchuria.

"Take your people and leave immediately!"

Yang Feng waved his hand and said.

The subordinate quickly bowed his head and saluted, then quickly left with his men, leaving Yang Feng alone there to continue watching the Eight Banners Solons.

"This is not the place for you. Just go back and wait for the Russians!"

Yang Feng muttered to himself.

The Russians should have arrived, and the first to reach Heilongjiang was probably this year.

After saying this, he summoned the cornucopia, reached in, and immediately pulled out something completely covered in rust...

"What the hell is this?"

He was stunned for a moment.

This thing was a nearly two-meter-long steel rod, and at the front was a piece of steel plate that had been clearly cut. Because it was cut rather hastily, there were several sharp corners, and even one that was obviously torn. The overall shape looked like a giant axe full of wasteland style, and it was severely rusted, the whole thing was rusty, so much so that Yang Feng's hand was full of rust...

"Which scrap heap did this come from?"

He looked speechlessly at the piece of scrap steel that had obviously been exposed to the sun and rain for no more than a year in the scrap heap.

But then he tried it with both hands and found that the weight was just right, except that the head was a little heavy, but it was still usable.

There was even a piece of iron chain on it.

The iron chain is as thick as an arm and more than half a meter long. Because it is at the back end of the steel plate, it looks like a decoration.

He was too lazy to look for it anymore. He looked at the Eight Banners Sauron passing by below, then stepped back, took a run, and jumped outside. Just as he jumped out of the window, a Sauron soldier below raised his head, covered his eyes with one hand, and looked at the blazing sun in the sky. Then Yang Feng appeared in his field of vision. Before he could scream, he flew out of the light, holding a huge scrap steel axe and falling down. The front steel plate instantly hit his head.

The head turned into a splatter of blood and brain matter.

At the same time, Yang Feng landed on the ground, splashing mud under his feet. He swept across in a clean manner. The huge weight and speed of the swing created a blood mist wherever he passed.

A Soran officer instinctively blocked, but the knife in his hand slipped out of his hand in an instant, and a huge scrap steel axe passed in front of him.

As he froze in shock, the iron chain behind him hit his head...

There was silence.

Everyone stared in amazement at his face which was mutilated by the chains.

There is also Yang Feng standing in a sea of ​​blood holding a huge axe.

"Yang, Yang, Yang Feng, it's Yang Feng!"

"Yang Feng is here, run!"

……

The next moment the street exploded.

“You all know me!”

Yang Feng said.

Of course I know him. He has come here many times to make trouble.

Not to mention the common people in the capital who had followed him to rob the nobles in the past, even the hardcore farmers who had been abused by him knew him.

Of course, you don’t necessarily know his face.

But there is no other painting style like this!
"Then go ahead!"

Yang Feng roared excitedly.

Then he swept the scrap steel axe in his hand, and the horses of two Sauron cavalrymen who didn't know him fell forward with their four front legs cut off. One of them fell at Yang Feng's feet and was stepped into the mud mixed with feces below...

(End of this chapter)