I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 112 On February [-]nd, the dragon raised its head.

On February [-], the dragon looked up.

There have been several sleet and rain in the northwest area, and the moisture is good. The people have been organized to carry out spring plowing and resume production.

The official army who was led by Mao Yuanyi's "rebel army" and ran wildly in the Guanzhong area for a month should also rest for a while.

Otherwise, tens of thousands of people would not have enough to eat, and would run around to 'suppress the bandits', and there would definitely be a major event. The mutiny of the Ming army was nothing new, and it would happen once or twice every few years.

Hong Chengchou was very busy, but he still couldn't figure it out.

He, the governor of the three sides of Shaanxi, not only has to worry about commanding the major events of the war, but also finds ways to relieve the victims and appease the hearts of the people. He is like a firefighting captain who can't sleep all night because of worry.

He was anxious and angry, his gums were inflamed, his cheeks were swollen as if he had swallowed a Guanzhong jujube, his temples hurt even when he took a breath, and there was no one around him to give advice.

The imperial court is too outrageous.

For such a big matter as suppressing bandits, they only asked about it in the mansion newspaper, and asked two warlord eunuchs to inspect it before returning to the capital.

Not a single grain was allocated.

That's all for nothing, anyway, the court defaulted on food and payment at every turn, and everyone was used to it.

But the problem is, none of the new firearms agreed by the court are equipped!

On the contrary, it was the temporary private members of those wealthy families, each with a new type of musket. Every time they rode their horses and swung their whips in front of the officers and soldiers, they made those officers and soldiers want to cry with envy.

There is no way, a new type of musket is clearly priced at twelve gold coins.

However, even if he, Hong Chengchou, borrowed 120 million gold coins from the Daming Royal Bank and handed them over to Daming Academy, he still couldn't wait for the delivery.

This is clearly someone reselling new muskets!

Hong Chengchou inquired very clearly that the muskets and bullets in the hands of those wealthy and aristocratic families were all "private goods" made by the traitor Wei Zhongxian.

It is said that a musket and thirty rounds of ammunition cost twenty gold coins, plus one hundred shi of grain.

Otherwise, no talk.

Under the high pressure of the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian, although the silver is still very valuable, it can only be seen and not used, which makes those big dogs who hoard hundreds or tens of millions of taels of silver miserable.

For this reason, Hong Chengchou was in a dilemma, and he still couldn't make up his mind whether he, a scholar, should put down his face and temporarily "take refuge" with the Eunuch faction.

After three delays and two delays, Mao Yuanyi seized the opportunity, led his main force, turned around, and took down the three prefectures of Yan'an Mansion, Qingyang Mansion and Pingliang Mansion in one go.

Hit the local tyrants, divide the fields, and open warehouses to release grain.

And provided sweet potato, corn and wheat seeds, as well as agricultural tools, mules, horses and livestock, etc. free of charge, and began to organize the people to carry out spring plowing...

……

Hong Chengchou was dumbfounded.

At the same time, I was also a little dazed.

This band of anti-thieves doesn't play their cards according to the routine.

Since they all rebelled, shouldn't they attack cities and seize land, loot wantonly, and change places with one shot, just like Gao Yingxiang and Monk Wang, and become rogues who everyone shouts for beating?
Why, did you organize the common people to plow in the spring?

Having been an official for many years, Hong Chengchou never thought that he would face such a strange and embarrassing situation——

The common people under the rule, those who can move a little, fled to the 'thief-occupied area' to farm;
And those ordinary people who are too hungry to walk can't wait to open the door to welcome the rebels...

To suppress, or not to suppress?

This is still a problem.

In the end, Hong Chengchou chose to throw the pot away.

Leave the decision-making power to the imperial court, and let that idiot emperor figure out a way for himself!

Of course, deep down in his heart, this 44-year Jinshi in Wanli still hopes to suppress it with all his strength.

The local government has been in power for many years, and Hong Chengchou has seen too many refugees rebelling. After the court appeased him, he just took a breath, and rebelled again as soon as he turned his face.

The refugees are untrustworthy, and the refugees and thieves have no faith at all. This is Hong Chengchou's basic view on the rebel army.

Of course, this rebel army...is a bit different.

The weapons are excellent, the military discipline is good, and they also help the common people to farm and actively carry out production, which is more considerate than what the government does...

Hong Chengchou sent the title book to the capital, but it has been delayed. The cabinet and the six ministries have been deliberating and discussing repeatedly, but they still can't decide on a charter.

In the capital city, on the Golden Luan Hall, there were many noises and noises.

The civil servants are clean, and they strongly demand encirclement and suppression.

The eunuch party and military attache faction advocate appeasement.

The idiot emperor was so 'worried' that he couldn't sleep, pretended to be sick for a few days, and finally got pissed off by a group of civil and military ministers, so he had to come forward to 'mediate'.

"Dear dears, aren't you just a rebel, you can't make a big deal..."

"Your Majesty, don't think so!"

Before Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, had finished speaking, a civil servant took a step forward and said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, this group of rebels must not be allowed to exist in the world, and heavy troops must be mobilized to encircle and suppress them!

Be sure to kill it on the spot and wipe it out! "

Zhu Youjian looked at it coldly, but it was Sun Zhixie being criticized by the Imperial Academy...

The dog of the grandson of the money rat?
Don't look at this Sun Zhixie who is currently out of power, he is just a small seventh-rank official.

But according to the original historical process, after Jiannu entered the customs, it was Sun Zhixie who took the lead in shaving his hair, and gave Dorgon a "shaving order", jumping up and down, and unexpectedly became the Minister of the Ministry of War for Jiannu .

Keep your hair but not your hair, keep your hair but not your head.

It is from this grandson's review!
"Sun Aiqing, why are you so excited? Aren't you just a bunch of thieves who can't eat?" Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, smiled warmly.

"Your Majesty, don't think so!"

I have to say that this Sun Zhixie's acting talent is really good, it's a pity not to play braids.

"Your Majesty, this group of thieves is definitely different from the previous rogues!"

"The other rogues are just those unscrupulous people who can't eat enough to eat, rise up, raise troops and rebel, burn, kill and loot all the way, doing all kinds of evil, they can be called bandits!"

"However, this band of thieves in the Shanxi-Gansu area actually used the slogan that the tiller has his own land, and farming does not pay taxes. It is simply a crime of his own heart, and he deserves death, Your Majesty!"

"If the imperial court wipes out this beast, I will... be the vanguard!"

A scholar, not very old, but he seems to be a bit of a literati, making Zhu Youjian Long Yan Dayue: "Okay, okay!"

"I have Sun Zhixie in Ming Dynasty, why worry about mere rebels!"

"I have made up my mind, the imperial court sent a large army to Shaanxi and Gansu to suppress the bandits!"

The idiot emperor jumped up against the table, looking very happy, walked a few steps back and forth above Dan Bi, and said with a smile: "The Hanlin Academy reviewed Sun Zhixie, his loyalty and bravery are commendable, and he ordered his troops to go to Shaanxi and Gansu to conquer the rebels. thief."

"By the way, Sun Aiqing is currently at the seventh rank, right?"

"Zhen Jian appointed you as the fifth rank, leading the right servant of the military department..."

As soon as Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, finished speaking, the hall was filled with astonishment.

This wave is too steady!

Everyone thought that the idiot emperor would not conquer and suppress rebels, so they united with enthusiasm and planned to have a good talk and discussion with him in the Golden Luan Hall.

As a scholar, you must convince others with virtue.

I really don't believe it, you, as the emperor, will not send heavy troops to suppress the rebels under the influence of the sage's modest words and righteousness?

Unexpectedly, the idiot emperor... is determined to suppress the thieves!
He hesitated for a moment, missed the opportunity, and let the thief Sun Zhixie take the lead and invited the favor...

"Qizou Your Majesty, I feel that the Imperial Academy's review of Sun Zhixie leading the army to suppress the bandits... is very good!"

Qian Qianyi couldn't hold back anymore, took a step forward, and said loudly: "However, because His Majesty's plan to suppress bandits has succeeded in one fell swoop, I recommend one person to be the commander of bandit suppression."

(End of this chapter)