Three Six Eight My territory is full of devastation

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Xishen Wei is located on the front line of fighting against the Jurchens. With this place as its base, it not only can resist the Jurchen invasion, but also honed its spirit and combat effectiveness in the battle. His purpose is to build a strong army! Moreover, Xishen Wei, the Khabarovsk in later generations, is so abundant that Lian Zining also plans to build this place into an industrial base - not only laying a solid foundation for the development and growth of the Wuyi Army, but also preparing to transform it into a first economic and industrial base in the Ming Dynasty, which is similar to Shenzhen in the early days of reform and opening up.

He is not a saint, but he is not willing to be mediocre. As a time traveler who knows before and after five hundred years, he always has to make something for his country. Even if he planted a small seed in this era, he may grow into a towering tree that helps her stand on the top of the world in hundreds of years.

Even Zining had long been looking forward to this document. After all, he stayed here and had nothing to do. He only had food, drink and practiced all day long, and his idle eggs hurt.

All kinds of things have been explained long ago, and daily food supply is not a problem. Wang Dachun, the tutor in charge of logistics, is very qualified. The soldiers eat shiny every day and their foreheads are oily. In daily military training, they are also under their charge. Although they have no weapons, everyone uses it in turn, practice hard every day, and do not carry it at all. This month, they have already looked a little bit.

Everything is on track.

On September 14th, Lian Zining led 300 Dragon Lancer Cavalry, plus the group of close-up guards of Yagyu Zongyan, led by Yang Husheng to escort a thousand elite cavalry and walked west along the Songhua River.

The cities in the Governor General District of the Northeast are basically distributed along the river - Songhua River, Asu River, etc., like countless dazzling pearls worn on a jade belt. Living along the river is a very common phenomenon in the history of human development, because in a primitive society where farming is not very developed, relying on the river, you can get more fish, shrimp and other food, and it can also more conveniently transport and exchange goods. The main cities of these cities are all by the river, and according to the size of the plain area of ​​their respective locations, they expand to the surrounding area of ​​dozens of miles and hundreds of miles.

On the south bank of the Songhua River in the Ming Dynasty and Jurchen, from the east to the south, Xishenwei, Wuzhe, Kuyemuwei, Kaolangwuwei, Kemuwei, and Zhafei Riverwei are all distributed along the river. Zhafei Riverwei is the intersection of Songhua River and Heilongjiang. In later generations, the river sections from here to the east were called Heilongjiang. However, the Ming people did not think so. They believed that Heilongjiang was a tributary of the Songhua River, so the thousands of miles from here to the east were called Songhua River.

Lian Zining secretly speculated that the imperial court might be promoting this way to make a sigh of relief. After all, the Songhua River Basin is in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, while the upper reaches of the Heilongjiang River Basin is located in the jurisdiction of the Three Guards of Duoyan and the Three Family Juzhen.

Lian Zining, a cavalry with a thousand three hundred men, was extremely well-equipped, able to attack and defend, and came and went like the wind, and could not catch people. It was already a very powerful combat power. Naturally, those chaotic troops did not dare to provoke them, and they just closed the city gate and couldn't come out. They watched Lian Zining and others appear in their sight on the top of the city, and then disappeared from their sight.

I went all the way, but it was safe.

One thousand three hundred cavalry set out from Xishen Guard and headed west along the wide and beautiful Songhua River Valley, passing by the garrisons occupied by the chaos. The city wall had changed its flag.

Along the way, Lian Zining just frowned and was already very angry.

Originally, the Songhua River Valley was the richest and most prosperous place in the entire Nurgan Governor's District. Within 50 miles of the south bank of the Songhua River, the forest and grassland had basically been cut down and were reclaimed into fertile fields. Hundreds of millions of acres of fertile black soil feed a large population, and a village can be seen three or five miles away.

In this season of previous years, in the last month, the wheat in the northeast was ripe, and the scene was full of golden yellow, and the heavy wheat ears pressed against the stems and stems were about to break.

But now, at first glance, there are only four words that can describe it - the devastated ones.

The farmland was abandoned, the villages were destroyed, and many of them were left with broken walls. The people were ragged and their eyes were dull and their expressions were numb. The tax officials who belonged to the chaotic army ran around and plundered the last copper coins in the hands of the people. Along the way, even Zining saw that many crooked trees on the roadside had some people hanging, and there were some handwritings written next to them, which roughly meant that this was the end of not paying taxes.

The people here can be said to be full of disasters this year. First, they were harmed by the Jurchens for a while, and many people were killed, all the food and wealth were snatched, and the houses were burned. Finally, I hoped that the imperial army would arrive, and the Jurchens would get out. I was indeed safe for a while. I was thinking about rescuing the last bit of autumn grain in the field, but I didn't expect that the military disaster would be ruined at this time, and it was the military disaster of the Ming Dynasty.

Those soldiers who collect taxes are like wolves and tigers, even more fierce than the Jurchens. They have to snatch everything away. When they see that beautiful woman, no matter whether you are married or not, how old you are, they will immediately take it away.

Lian Zining saw many similar scenes along the way, but he felt a burst of congestion and depression in his heart, like a big rock pressing on his heart. He was no longer as before, and he was sitting in the position of General Songhuajiang. In his heart, he thought that he should do something for the people under his jurisdiction. Not to mention him, the soldiers under him were all filled with righteous indignation.

Along the way, when they met those rioters who committed crimes, Lian Zining ordered that they would be killed, and many people were killed.

But it is unimaginable after all. You can kill everything you can see, what you can't see? Isn't it more?

After all, it is still insufficient strength and insufficient troops. If you have a hundred thousand troops in your hands, you will directly attack and plow the ground to sweep the caves. It is extremely simple.

The current situation can only be watched by helplessly. Lian Zining can only hope that what he wants to do in the capital will be smoother and come back as soon as possible, at least to try to allow these people to live in houses and survive the severe winter before the cold winter comes.

They are all cavalrymen, and they are very fast. On September 17th, they have arrived at the intersection of Heilongjiang and Songhua River.

To the northwest is Heilongjiang, to the southwest is Songhua River. With Songhua River as the boundary, the territory to the west is the territory under the jurisdiction of General Liaobei, and the territory to the east is the territory under the jurisdiction of General Songhua River.

It is just a river separated by two completely different situations. The people in Jiangxi live and work in peace, smoke curling in cooking, and the subordinates are happy, while the Jiangdong is in chaos. It is just a Songhua River, but the generals in Liaobei did not send a soldier and a soldier to quell the rebellion. Instead, they ordered the confiscation of ships on the river to prevent the refugees from running to their own jurisdiction.

Lian Zining just sneered after seeing it, but also knew that this approach was normal for officials of this era.

It is not up to me to hold on. I am a general from Liaobei. I sent troops to quell the rebellion without receiving the imperial edict, the Ministry of War and the order of Governor-General Nuergan. Isn't it usurpation? Isn't it a stake? What if someone in the court impeaches me in the future on this ground? I confiscate all the ships and prevent those refugees from entering my territory, I don't have to raise silver and grain to help the victims, and I don't have to try my best to appease and settle them. The less the work, the less the responsibility I bear, the less likely it is to go wrong.

Be safe and stable, everyone, hello, I, everyone.

To put it bluntly, it is the idea of ​​not seeking merit but seeking nothing wrong.

Governor General Nuergan's orders were also very sufficient. General Liaobei must guard against the three guards on the opposite side. They should not be ignored. How can he make a decision in major military and national affairs? He must always report to the court and ask the emperor and all the masters to make a decision. This report will be gone in several months.

In fact, no matter how tight the generals in Liaobei were, they could not get such a small amount of troops? After all, no one was willing to take care of the matter.

On the evening of the seventh day of the 10th month, Lian Zining arrived at Zhubang City.

Zhang Xiju, the governor of Zhubang City, led military and political officials from all over the city to go out of the city gate to kneel down to greet him, his immediate boss.

These officials couldn't understand the temper of Lian Zining, the new boss, but this new boss was very favored by the emperor and gave him the power to control all civil and military officials in the jurisdiction - this was a power that Songhuajiang had dreamed of getting but no one could get. In other words, the promotion, appointment and removal of all civil and military officials in the jurisdiction now depends on him - although there is a procedure to report the approval of the central government in name, with the favor he is so popular now, can the notes he handed over to disagree?

Therefore, these officials put their postures very low, and even those civil servants kowtowed.

They each brought a generous gift to Lian Zining's residence.

Even Zining refused everyone and received all the gifts. He also attended a banquet to welcome him that night. During the banquet, everyone was very happy.

Then I walked southwest along the Songhua River.

I visited the local prefect in the Youtun Guard of Guangning. By noon on September 27, Lian Zining could already see the towering walls of Beijing from afar.

Lian Zining stood on Ma Gaogang, looking at the gray-black city wall like a giant dragon in the distance, and felt a lot of emotion.

My body was born and raised here. If I had not had my own forced injection, I would have lived here. Perhaps, this scholar named Lian Zining had already taken the provincial examination and passed the juren. After waiting for three years, he took the palace examination and passed the Jinshi. He was awarded an official position, and then he became an enviable official in the Ming Dynasty, climbing to the peak of his ability. Perhaps, he would have a traditional family, a virtuous and docile wife, a few beautiful concubines, and a group of children. His sister would also be married to a family of equal status.

In the history books hundreds of years later, there is no more wave that belongs to him!

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