Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Zhu Youjian's character has always been a bit scholarly, or to put it unpleasantly, has a strong flavor of an angry youth.

This is a common problem among history majors or people who like history...

In his heart, the throne of China, even if it is a dog, is stronger than the king of barbarians!

It is worse for Di Yi to have a king than for China to perish!

His hero, my enemy!

I am an angry young man, and I only wish that China will always be prosperous...

……

outside.

Liu Fangliang asked the wealthy businessmen to sign and post the money, and then sent soldiers to collect the money.

He is very fair. He pays the money with one hand and the contract with the other. He has always been an honest man.

Liu Fangliang still has merits!

Others are honest and never cheat the poor...

When the moon reached its zenith, nearly 450 million taels of silver were found, densely packed in the entire Yamen lobby.

Yuyu shines!

Looking at this huge pile of wealth, Inspector Zhu You sighed:

Now the cash in his hand is almost 700 million taels!

I am Nima!

The original owner has never been so generous!

It is unreasonable for the Ming Dynasty not to perish!

Look at how much wealth can be accumulated under the name of a gentry...

What about the scholars who were affiliated with them?

How much money do they have?

……

What the hell, this is just a wealthy landlord from a county!

Although Wuqiang County is backed by the canal and is much wealthier than most counties in the country, but...

This ratio is really scary!

Guarding the richest country in the world, it’s really weird that the original owner can die in poverty...

This gentleman...

It’s so damn special that she deserves a knife!

……

Of course, Zhu Youjian also understands that this is not the norm.

After all, he was able to extort more than 400 million silver. This is because under the tax-free policy for scholars, wealthy households who donated and affiliated with him had accumulated so much silver for hundreds of years.

However, even if it is only one tenth, or even one percent, it is the share that should be handed over to the court normally.

In the context of more than 1000 counties across the country, the imperial court should not be so poor!

After all, it was the greed and shamelessness of the special gentry that caused the trouble!

Well, just scold!

……

Xian County.

Watching the city gate slowly open, Ma Dai secretly asked his men to be on guard, but on the surface he looked unconcerned.

"Lao Qi, come forward and take a look." Ma Dai said to Ma Peng.

Ma Peng clasped his fists in response, led three soldiers, and rode towards the moat.

A motorcade emerged from the city gate, with people crying and horses neighing mixed together.

Seeing Ma Peng coming, the leader of the government office quickly stepped forward to greet him with a shy smile:

"I have kept you waiting for a long time, general. These are some gifts that my master has prepared for your army. Please take stock of them, general."

The yamen officer handed over a ledger with both hands.

Ma Peng flipped through it casually and found that there were no errors or omissions in the book data.

After the convoy all left the city, Ma Peng checked it carefully and found that except for the fact that he only gave a thousand bunches of fodder and then supplemented it with [-] shi of grain, there was nothing missing.

But the coachman and craftsmen huddled together in fear.

The family members were even more crowded together, shivering fiercely. The crowd was filled with the cries of children and the lamentations of the elderly, just like a vegetable market.

After confirming that it was correct, Ma Peng said to the government officials waiting aside:

"Tell the county magistrate Wu Na and he will know the truth."

After receiving the reply, the government officials, led by the leader of the government officials, fled into the city as if they were avoiding the god of plague.

"Squeak!"

The heavy door closed.

"Crack, creak!"

The suspension bridge was even raised.

It was as if they were one step late and the Ming army was about to attack the city...

Ma Dai also rushed over. Looking at the scared people, Ma Dai took a deep breath:

"You don't need to be afraid, His Majesty is in Wuqiang, and you are evacuating with His Majesty."

He smiled: "Think about it, maybe His Majesty will visit you. This is a great opportunity to see the beauty of the sky!"

"Those people who stay in the city, I can't see them even if I want to!"

"When you are old, holding your young grandson in your arms, are you going to say this - I think back then, my wisest decision was to follow His Majesty to move south. We are people who have met the emperor. !”

In the Confucian culture of 2000, China was full of fear of officials, but full of respect for kings.

People in later generations will spontaneously hang portraits in their homes. This is the most sincere expression of emotion for the people!

Ma Dai's words successfully transformed the people's fear into the expectation of meeting the emperor.

The crowd gradually settled down.

Even though there were one or two swaddled children crying, they were held in the arms of the adults and patted and coaxed softly.

"The general is awesome!"

Ma Peng came forward and complimented with a smile.

Ma Dai sighed.

He would rather not understand these things!

If he didn't know how to take advantage of people's hearts, how could his family...

Looking at the young child who was held in the arms of his parents and grandparents, caring and caring softly, Ma Dai seemed to have his own children appearing in front of his eyes...

Ma Peng sighed softly when he saw the sadness on his general's face.

He pointed south:

"set off!"

City head.

Liu Kang, the county magistrate, who had changed into a government official uniform, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Ming army retreating.

Beside him, Master Ding extended his thumb:

“Proprietor, you’re so tall!”

Liu Kang glanced at him:

"How can I, Master, pay for what Emperor Ming wants from my own pocket?"

He snorted coldly:

"As long as the Ming army does not enter the city, we will be the king of Xianxian County! Do some merchants really think that I am the master?"

"That is!"

Master Ding smiled and said: "At the beginning, the proprietor did not buy property in Xian County, and there was no help from the human tribe. If he wanted to do something, he still had to look at their eyes.

Now, the proprietor has the help of his clansmen and has already secured the lifeline of the county. How can they rebel against the enemy! "

The power structure of the county government has always been the same as that of the court. It also has six offices: officials, households, rites, soldiers, punishments and workers.

These six rooms have always been a key location, and everyone is watching!

However, the yamen has a total of sixteen rooms, and the officials in the six rooms can also be restrained.

The grain house, the salt house, the warehouse, the reception room, the Cambodian house, the warehouse, the distribution room, the household manager, the tax department, and the river channel are ten small rooms that have never attracted attention. As long as the lifeblood is grasped...

Such as grain, salt, treasury, and taxes!

As long as you hold these four houses, the county magistrate will be a stable county magistrate!

Liu Kang has already stuffed his clan members in, and the fourth house in charge of money and food is in his hands. Shouldn't Xianxian County be allowed to be flattened and rounded by him?

This time, when the Ming army asked for food, Liu Kang not only failed to produce a son, but also made a huge fortune!

……

Almost at the same time that Ma Dai returned with the grain and grass, the other teams collecting grain also had a full harvest.

Only Hao Yaoqi...

After Hao Yaoqi issued a request for grain to the magistrate of Jingzhou, he turned to Anling Town by the canal without waiting to receive the grain.