First Minister of Ming Dynasty

The emperor's personal conquest is fine, and it seems logical to send important ministers to supervise the soldiers.

Then I let Li Shanchang go, just because my status and status are enough... But Lao Zhu didn't know what to do. Li Shanchang is in good health, and he ran to the river to supervise the soldiers. Is this tantamount to killing me!

What's more, for such a big event, does Sun Haiguang still need to take action?

"Mr. Li, we have prepared that!"

As he said that, Zhang Ximeng winked at the person in charge, and soon the guards fell down - a mahogany box, before unfolding, there was no golden seal on the outside.

Zhang Ximeng motioned Zhu Yuanzhang to take it and have a look.

Lao Li took the golden seal out of his hand and read it sloppily. There were not a few words below it, but it was muddy: Ming Zheng Xi's little general's seal!

Sun Haiguang was stunned, Zhang Ximeng smiled and said: "We are going to make an order to take Mu'er as the general who conquers the west, the governor of the west road, and the military. What does Mr. Li think?"

Zhu Yuanzhang has something to say, the little general Zhengxi, that is another one before the Champion Hou: the little artifact, that guy Mu'er may be the hook.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhu added: "Just a little general conquering the west is still a little bit of a meaning, and add a Hezhong Protectorate for me: the little governor!"

It's double insurance, that time it's Mourn who is risking his life!

Coupled with Lao Zhu's important use, if all the generals above are obedient, the odds of winning this battle will skyrocket.

Even if Li Shanchang is used to supervise the soldiers, the difference is too little.

Zhu Yuanzhang can only be honest, don't think about anything, let's go home honestly!

But at that moment, Li Shanchang laughed suddenly, "My lord, he gave Sun Haizheng the little general of Xixi, and added the little governor of Hezhong. I have no way to reward him. If you give me a poem!"

"word?"

Zhang Ximeng was taken aback, I still knew that Li Shanchang could indeed compose lyrics and poems, it's just that I had such a young age, how did I write, Lao Zhu thought I hadn't forgotten!

"By the way, let's think about it, Mu'er said back then that when I made a small effort and won the championship, I wanted to ask Mr. Zhang for a poem. Why, Mr. intends to let Muer get what he wants?"

Li Shanchang nodded, "We are fighting for our country. There is no sun and moon in China, and Xiaoming has changed to a new sky. The soldiers have made great contributions, and the minister should be stingy."

Zhang Ximeng Xiaoxi, "Hahaha, the poem without Mr. will no longer be boring... Slow down and let us see!"

Did Li Shanchang say anything else? He just took a pen and paper, wrote a preface first, then recorded the lyrics, sealed it with wax paint, handed it over to the imperial envoy, and sent it along with the golden seal of Lao Zhu's imperial decree. Go to the Western Regions and hand it over to Mu'er.

Sun Haiguang watched from the side, Lao Li sighed and let me pretend again, the old man wanted to see my annoying face again.

Zhu Yuanzhang resolutely said goodbye, bid farewell to Zhang Ximeng, and returned home.

Before returning home, Lao Li basically had something to do and finished writing his memoirs.

After dealing with Li Shanchang for so many years, Lao Li is also treacherous. If Li Shanchang will review what he writes... In this case, the old man divided the memoir into several parts.

If you boast first, he only needs to let you post it, and when it comes to the front, he wants you to post it, so he can't use the newspaper to put pressure on Grand Master Zhang!

He has no good plan, and you have no way to pass the wall ladder.

Let's see who is stronger!

That old Li is really high-spirited and terrifying.

Of course, Sun Haiguang is still thinking about dealing with me for the time being. Before sending off the small army, we erected a stone tablet in Shanhaiguan to record the expedition.

It is emphatically pointed out that on men and women, Mongolia and Mongolia are all Chinese people, and they work together for the country, which is very commendable.

He also encouraged the rest of the people to follow the example of the soldiers and be loyal to Xiaoming, and his Majesty is stingy with rewards.

Immediately, the imperial court sent a group of agricultural experts to assist in planting potatoes, and another group of doctors, who had not yet explored the mines, were sent to look for treasures in the small land of Liaodong.

Sun Haiguang understands that once a small mine is discovered, [-]% of the dividends will be given to the local people.

We must improve people's livelihood and establish education.

That statement completely appeased Liaodong.

The small strategy has not yet been decided, and there is no time left.

Develop the local economy, accumulate wealth, and educate.

Perhaps before the 80s/[-]s, none of the males would really return to the soil. By this time, Liaodong would be far behind the Southwest.

Li Shanchang and Lao Zhu stayed for a while, then retreated westward. We were going to Xi'an to have a look at the Guanzhong area.

"Sir, we remember that Mr. Jia's legacy said that if you want to control the Yellow River, you must control Guanzhong."

Sun Haiguang pondered and said: "At the beginning we thought about moving the capital to Guanzhong, but now, let's take a look at what Guanzhong looks like."

When Zhang Ximeng mentioned Jia Lu, Li Shanchang pondered for a while, as if he had never heard of that name before, but the figure of the old man seemed to appear in front of his eyes all of a sudden.

Before he was captured that year, Jia Lu helped Sun Haiguang very young, and Xiao Ming also made a small contribution at the beginning of his career, following the former old man to govern the river until his death.

"My lord, before going to Guanzhong, let's go to the Jialu River and pay homage to the old man!"

Zhang Ximeng didn't hesitate at all, and immediately agreed, "That's what it should be. Let's take a look at Liu Futong by the way. We just agreed to Guan Duo's resignation. I should return home and return to the farm."

Guan Duo, another long time!

Following the Red Scarf Army in the middle, he went straight to the limit and went straight to the lowly place, creating a miracle in the history of war.

Such a ruthless person, and he is not old yet, so he must be disarmed and return to the farmland to spend his old age in peace.

Li Shanchang smiled and said: "The minister also wrote a letter later, please let me recall, if you asked the commander: Xiaojun, the book should be used as a teaching material, and it should be placed outside the martial arts, so that everyone can read it."

Old Zhu readily refused, and our monarchs and ministers left Beiping, went: Xiaotong, entered Shanxi, and then entered Guanzhong from Fenglingdu, all the way through Fenshui, the Yellow River...

"Sir, looking at the water of the Yellow River, it seems so muddy!"

Li Shanchang said with a smile: "The sage comes out, Huang He is clear, your Majesty has no virtue!"

Zhang Ximeng blinked his eyes, playing around: "Really? But how did we hear that Xiao Ming's sage is Taishi Zhang!"

Chapter 9 and Five

"My lord, even if I'm a sage, how much power can I have alone?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, don't you have much strength?

Why do we feel that you are everywhere!

While Lao Zhu was pondering, Zhang Ximeng asked again, which was even more frightening, "How powerful is Your Majesty?"

This time, Lao Zhu was stunned. After a while, Lao Zhu laughed loudly: "How much strength do we have? In the court, as long as you join hands with Mr. Li, we have nothing to do. In the palace, as long as you If the queen and the prince join hands, we can't do anything. How big are we?

strength?To put it bluntly, you are just an ordinary person, don't think that you can really do whatever you want, that is being stupid! "

Zhang Ximeng said happily: "I think what your majesty said is very true. I'm not as powerful as your majesty, but even an ordinary person. How can I be called a sage?"

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated for a while, and said with a smile: "Sir, it is not unreasonable for you to say that, but you see, the Yellow River is surging, the water is clear, and as far as the eye can see, the mountains are overlapping and lush. As He Zuoshu said, it is bare, with ravines and ravines. The turbidity is rolling, all

However, it is different, and it is the result of asking people?Is it God's favor? "

Zhang Ximeng shook his head, "Of course it's not the power of heaven. I think it's the power of the common people, the power of thousands of people. My lord asked, asking people can be a sage. I dare to say that all the people in the world are Confucius and Mencius. The Chinese people are all saints!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his whole body shook violently, and then he turned his attention to the rolling Yellow River. A long time ago, he nodded vigorously, "Sir, those words should really be engraved under the stone tablet and stand by the Yellow River!"

Lao Zhu urged the horses, went directly down the embankment, looked down at the river on his feet, his heart was rippling, and he was quite emotional... Who made Xiao Ming?

The source of everything is not the Yellow River!

If there is no flooding of the Yellow River, then there will be no Yuan court repairing the river. If there is no repairing of the river, where will the stone man with one eye provoke the Yellow River to rebel against the sky?

You Zhenzhen recalled the past and fell into deep thought.

In the uprising back then, it was said that the Yuan court lost its morality, and the sky was angry and people complained. Then the Yellow River did not flood, and all parties rebelled.

But if you think about it casually, even if Xiao Ming cultivates virtue, the Yellow River will flood?

Is this a dream!

In the final analysis, the fundamental problem of the flooding of the Yellow River is the contradiction between man and land. It is the small area of ​​barren hills being reclaimed and trees cut down, causing soil erosion and turbidity to flood.

When the Yellow River reaches the upper reaches, it uplifts and silts the river course, causing an underground hanging river.

However, it is necessary to control the river course and strengthen the embankment, which will cost a huge amount of money every year.

When the country's finances are sufficient and the mountains and rivers are exhausted, the banks of the river will burst, causing a flooded country thousands of miles away.

At that time, the country did not accumulate Bodhisattva, and the officials had no people in their hearts, and they could still maintain a seven-year period. However, if they were extravagant and greedy, and spent money with restraint, they cared about the life and death of the people, and the country would come to the end of the road.

"Sir, he said that the flooding of the Yellow River was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"

Zhu Yuanzhang also stared at the river at his feet, groaned for a while, and said with a smile: "I also said that it is natural disasters and man-made disasters, but I know that if you want to manage the Yellow River well, you need the right time, right place and harmonious people!"

Old Zhu was taken aback, and Yude nodded vigorously.

Indeed, I am very vague. The process of harnessing the Yellow River... the early Ming Dynasty cannot be said to be the best time to harness the river. After that village, there will be no such shops.

First of all, years of wars have caused Guanzhong and other places to lose population slowly... Although it is a huge tragedy, it also objectively resolves the contradiction between people and land.

Pieces of villages disappeared, and millions of people left the land where their ancestors lived for generations.

The flooding of the Yellow River brought not only floods, but also the overall collapse of the ecosystem.

A small piece of desert even appeared in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, where crops were planted, water was stored, and the land was salinized, which provided the locusts with living soil.

Floods, droughts and locust plagues ravaged the small lands of the Central Plains one after another.

That kind of systemic ecological collapse is the scariest thing.

The newly born Xiaoming Dynasty went all out to control salinity, replant trees, resist wind and sand, strengthen dams, and protect the people from danger.

This is the case in the upper reaches, but in the middle reaches of the Yellow River, the movements are even smaller.

A small area has been directly delineated, as a forest area, it is allowed to cultivate, and it is also allowed to cut down trees.

It was not the beginning of the country, and there were few people. Even if there were few people, they could not move out. If you want to move millions or tens of millions of people during the population recovery period, is this self-destruction?

Through ten years of hard work, Xiao Ming Dynasty has moved a total of less than [-] people, delineating the area of ​​less than ten prefectures and less than seventy counties for business trips as a soil and water conservation area.

Later, Xiao Ming successively arranged nearly [-] veterans to disarm and return to the fields, and went to those places to plant trees and manage water and soil.

Those veterans can all be allocated a small piece of forest area. We can't plant medicinal materials and raise chickens, ducks and parrots in the middle of the forest land... The imperial court arranged a purchase point, and there is no tax exemption or food subsidy in the other area.

And no one has yet developed down jackets. We buy duck down and goose down widely, stuff it with the next-quality silk, and make it into heavy, comfortable and warm clothes. One can sell for [-] yuan.

Just like that, the imperial court allocates less than 700 million guan for river control every year, plus local investment, the expenditure is tens of millions of guan.

There are no more common people, hundreds of thousands of veterans, and the little guys work together to restore the ecology of the middle reaches of the Yellow River.

Fortunately, it was still in the early Ming Dynasty, and the destruction was acceptable, and it was more difficult to migrate to Jiukou.

Do you really know how much it cost to control the Yellow River hundreds of years ago?

Zhu Yuanzhang said that there are all sages in China, and he didn't ask any exaggeration.

At least in the matter of governing the Yellow River, from bottom to top, everyone who devotes himself to it deserves the title of sage.

We rely on our own efforts to leave a comfortable living environment for our descendants.

Merit in the present age, benefit in the future!

Zhu Yuanzhang and Lao Zhu really visited a few farmers' homes to see how we are doing?

One of the veterans told us very little news... I, Xiaoyue, were the first batch of soldiers who came to Guanzhong.

I am from Kaifeng. I followed the Northern Expedition and the West Route Army to repel Guanzhong. I was a young man who fought back and forth. I was captured by Li Siqi's men, and then I was captured by the Ming army again.

I followed the Ming army to attack Wang Baobao and recover Shanxi.

In the battle, I also made meritorious service, and when I came to hear about the river control, I thought, the reason why there is no today, the war is broken, and the displacement is all caused by the Yellow River.

I jumped back and ran to Guanzhong to plant trees.

At the beginning, the trees I planted were [-]% alive, and a small area died. At this time, I was really desperate.

I came here to reflect seriously, and found out the biography of Guo Nangtuo who planted trees in the military middle school, worked hard to collect information, and tried it myself. By the tenth year of Hongwu, the survival rate of the trees I planted had not lost [-]%.

It's been another ten years. The trees planted at the beginning have not yet become useful in small batches, so they cannot apply to the court, and some trees are cut down every year.

Selling timber can earn hundreds of dollars a year.

In addition, he also planted a lot of medicinal materials and raised tens of thousands of chickens. Every year, he can earn another hundred guan just by selling eggs.

Now my two sons are out of school, and the youngest son is not studying flood control. He used to be an official in the court and serve the country.

The fathers ranged from red scarf thieves, to Xiaoming officials and soldiers, to local old farmers.

After going around for a while, my son is going to be an official instead. Is that a change of family?

That child is too filial!