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

Chapter 114 Dig a Big Pit, Bury It!

As soon as spring began in the second year of Chongzhen, the Ming Dynasty became noisy.

The civil, military and aristocratic families of the Manchu Dynasty recruited soldiers with great fanfare, actively prepared food and salaries, and expanded their "troops" with all their strength.

On both sides of the river, north and south, and on both sides of the Yellow River, there were turbulent winds and clouds, swords and swords for a while.

Even the great eunuch Wei Zhongxian began to worry that the idiot emperor was playing with fire and setting himself on fire.

If everyone rebelled, wouldn't the Ming Dynasty be in chaos in an instant?

In this regard, Zhu Youjian smiled and said nothing.

Isn't it just messy, what are you afraid of?I'm still thinking about making it more messy to start with!

No matter how chaotic it is, can it survive the 17 years of Chongzhen?

What's more, Mao Yuanyi, who lives in Shaanxi-Gansu area, is no longer the bookworm she used to be.

It has [-] to [-] elite soldiers, of which [-] are cavalry, all equipped with the latest muskets, artillery and rocket launchers.

If such an iron army, plus him, the leader who is the emperor, is beaten to the ground by a group of temporarily recruited local troops...

Even Zhu Youjian didn't believe that Wei Zhongxian was killed.

The three prefectures of Yan'an, Qingyang, and Pingliang have rich resources such as the granary Dong Zhiyuan, the Jinghe River, and the Huating Coal Mine. With the secret help of the Daming Academy and the Daming Engineering Bureau, they are no longer what they used to be.

What's more, the scholar rebelled and failed in ten years.

Before the wrecked ship of the Ming Dynasty sank completely, no one would let go, because those scholars had clearer brains than Wu Sangui, Shang Kexi and other warriors.

The boat capsizes and everyone is done.

Everyone has a tacit understanding. While knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow, they also repaired the broken ship of the Ming Dynasty. They can still eat and drink spicy food. Everyone has a good life.

As for the common people?Heck, who cares...

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The Yan'an, Qingyang and Pingliang prefectures in Shanxi-Gansu are quite different.

Military and civilian production is in full swing!

Large tracts of arable land were distributed on a head-to-head basis, and the title deeds were re-signed to make it the farmers' own land. Almost all the people worked hard.

Even some rich landowners who had no evil deeds and were not beheaded began to plow and rush to plant, and they were even better than those peasants.

For this reason, Mao Yuanyi invited them to eat steamed mutton to show encouragement.

Except for the [-] cavalry who maintained their daily training, the other tens of thousands of veterans were broken into pieces and were thrown out by Mao Yuanyi.

On the one hand, it is to consolidate the results of the battle in the land of the three prefectures, lest when their rebel army walks away, the suppressed government and local tyrants will turn around and kill those honest farmers;
On the other hand, it is to forcefully promote the planting of sweet potatoes and corn.

Dong Zhiyuan in Qingyang Prefecture and Jingchuan River in Pingliang Prefecture have been so-called granaries since ancient times.

In the minds of the common people, wheat is food.

Everything else is a lie.

Therefore, Mao Yuanyi had to divide all the fields into three classes, A, B, and C, and forcefully promote sweet potatoes and corn.

Among them, Class A fertile land allows ordinary people to continue planting wheat; Class B and Class C land must grow sweet potatoes and corn.

Sweet potatoes are planted in mountainous areas, and corn is fully promoted in valleys.

They used Wei, Qianhusuo, Baihusuo, General Banner, and Small Banner as the establishment sequence, and implemented hierarchical management. They went to Yan'an, Qingyang, and Pingliang Prefectures to strengthen training while mobilizing and organizing ordinary people to rush to plant in spring.

Ten soldiers form a small banner, five small banners form a general banner, two general banners, and more than a hundred people form a hundred households;

Ten hundreds of households form a thousand households, and the chief is a thousand households;

Five thousand households constitute one guard, which is about 600 people.

Following Zhu Youjian's suggestion, Mao Yuanyi sent two officers to each guard, thousand households, hundred households, and general banner.

Two officers, regardless of rank.

Among them, one is mainly responsible for leading troops to fight, training soldiers, and helping ordinary people open up wasteland and farm land.

The other chief is responsible for logistical support, ideological construction, coordination and management of local affairs.

In a word, one is in charge of war and the other is in charge of life.

At this time, the advantages of being a teacher gradually came to the fore. More than 200 students who know the basics and are excellent in character and learning have become the core backbone of this team.

Mao Yuanyi sat firmly on Dong Zhiyuan, planted the fields, read books, and occasionally sent troops to tease Hong Chengchou, living a leisurely and fulfilling life.

Sometimes, he would sigh: After all, the emperor rebelled!

Under Zhu Youjian's secret order, a group of people from Daming Engineering Bureau and Daming Academy sneaked into Shaanxi and Gansu to build water conservancy, guide farming, and build various secret fortresses.

After all, it is a professional talent. In just one month, the land of the three prefectures has undergone major changes.

Of course, it is mainly in the appearance that earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Those mud legs look honest, but they can't help shrinking their hands and feet when they see strangers, and they are dressed in tatters. They are simply a group of beggars, giving people the impression that they are lazy and stupid.

However, since everyone was allocated their own land, Mao Yuanyi was also surprised by everyone's spirit of wanting to get up in the middle of the night to plow the land.

At the same time, it is even more sympathetic.

This is the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Live, very humble, just for a bite of food.

But even such a humble request is difficult to be guaranteed under the pressure of the wealthy family, officials at all levels, three salaries, and miscellaneous taxes!
Scholars of Ming Dynasty, you owe the common people:
'There is no idle land in the world, and the farmers still starve to death'!
Before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans.

Some of the dry land that used to depend on the sky soon became first-class irrigated land. Before and after the Qingming Festival, the green and green crops made Mao Yuanyi so excited that he couldn't help but chant:
"Long live, you are so strong..."

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On this day, Mao Yuanyi was squatting on the ridge of the field, discussing the method of planting corn with several old farmers, when a student hurriedly sent a secret edict from Zhu Youjian.

Just one sentence:

Dig a big hole and bury it all.

This 'Secret Edict' was nonsensical, but Mao Yuanyi understood it instantly.

Finally got to do it!

All the previous preparations, including holding Hong Chengchou by the nose, going around in circles in Guanzhong, and dispatching a surprise army to attack Hanzhong, making a gesture of wanting to enter Sichuan and may continue to go south, are all to stimulate the nerves of some people .

Qingliu, a civil official, and the wealthy family behind him couldn't help but want to make a move.

These are the meaning of the title.

They had already figured it out. In this rotten Ming Dynasty, if anyone rose up to rebel, conquer cities, occupy mountains and become king, or even establish himself as emperor, the civil and military ministers would not care.

Anyway, leading troops to fight and suppress rebels is the business of the emperor and generals. What does it have to do with us scholars?
However, whoever wants to move their minds on the land, scholars all over the world will definitely follow you endlessly!
Didn't the small words and great righteousness in the sage's books teach you how to be a little man?Still wanting to have a field to the tiller?

Want to fart, a bunch of uneducated people!
"The pit has already been dug, so let's find a way to bury people."

Holding the 'Secret Edict' in his hand, Mao Yuanyi chatted and laughed with several old farmers for a while before getting up and going back to his private courtyard.

"However, there is one more thing that should be done."

"Before burying a person, you should fire a few cannons to show respect."

"Then, let's start with Hong Chengchou!"

Mao Yuanyi walked into an earthen kiln, stood in front of a map, and thought for a long time after deducing it carefully.

"Come here, fly the pigeon to pass the letter, so that Wang Yunyan can come here quickly."

(End of this chapter)