During the reign of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, according to the classification of the four-class person, they were given different treatments in terms of administrative positions, imperial examinations, criminal law and taxation, etc.

The Yuan Dianzhang stipulates that if the Mongols kill Han people, they only need to punish fifty-seven times and pay the deceased's family members to burn silver. However, if the Han people kill Mongolians, they will be sentenced to death.

Wan Jun proposed to divide the people under his rule into hierarchy, which reminded Wen Anzhi of this immediately, but Wan Jun shook his head, "My division is different."

Pointing to the first box on the paper, Wan Jun explained, "This first-class is called a citizen. Under the rule of the Chinese army, all Han people are the first-class, except for the traitors who surrendered to the Hu people."

Of course, the people of this tribe are the first class. Wen Anzhi is concerned about how to divide the next class, and said anxiously, "How to divide the other class?"

Wan Jun pointed to the remaining two squares, "The second-class is called the nationals. Under the rule of the Chinese army, although the population is not ours, but those who can conform to the Chinese customs and civilizations are like Wei Kuangguo. Those who can speak Chinese dialect and write Chinese characters and focus on China can all be called nationals. As for other foreign tribes that do not conform to the Chinese customs, they are all classified as third-class subjects."

Wen Anzhi became interested after hearing this, thinking about it, "What are the differences between these citizens, citizens and subjects? If the gap is too big, how can we ensure that foreign tribes will not rebel?"

Wan Jun said, "The most critical point of this method is dynamic, just like the Qing Dynasty's "flag-raising" system, which will promote Han people and the Lower Five Banners who have outstanding military achievements into the upper three Banners. Our civic system is similar to the Qing Dynasty's "flag-raising" system, but it is simpler and more organized."

Seeing Wen An's gaze calm and seemed to be intrigued, Wan Jun then explained the citizenship system, "Our citizenship system is divided into three levels. Subjects of the third level are not allowed to do business, join the army, and leave their jurisdiction. The tax is also the highest tax of five, one, but as long as you abide by the law, you can be promoted to second-level subjects after two years of paying taxes."

"The tax of second-level subjects is reduced to six taxes and one tax. After three years of paying the tax, it can be promoted to first-level subjects, and the tax is reduced to seven taxes and one tax. In addition, the subjects of another level can do business freely within their jurisdiction and learn Chinese culture and customs. After five years, as long as they learn to speak Chinese dialect and write Chinese characters, they can be promoted to third-level nationals."

Wen'an's way, "In this way, in just ten years, barbarians can become citizens who speak Chinese."

Wan Jun continued, "The third-level citizens can be passed all over the country, can join the army, do business, enter school, pay taxes on time for ten years, or join the Chinese army to fight, and can be promoted to a second-level citizens."

"If a second-level national pays tax for twenty years, or has made significant military achievements in the Chinese army, it can be promoted to a first-level national. In this way, as long as we follow the rules we set, we will be fair and law-abiding in China, we can become citizens of the empire after two generations."

Wen'anzhi praised, "In this way, if foreign tribes have hope, they will not take risks. We can save a lot of effort and teach the four barbarians."

Wan Jun said, "That's right, as long as this method is implemented and combined with the power of the Chinese army's thunder, foreign rebellions must also be considered."

Wen Anzhi thought about it carefully, and the more he thought it was feasible, "This method can be tried. If there is any violation of laws and regulations and those who owe taxes, they will be reduced to a higher level and the world will be peaceful."

Wan Jun said, "Before implementing this law, we must first compile households and people and register them. What will happen to Mr. Wen continue?"

Wen Anzhi said with a bitter face, "The Head of State forgot, we have to issue new money. The Ministry of Finance has a lot of work. I am still in the matter of dividing the land. The Head of State will spare my old bones."

Wan Jun smiled awkwardly, "Whoever is used,

I always unconsciously give more tasks, okay, then let Du Yinxi and Yuan Jixian do it."

After summoning Du Yinxi and Yuan Jixian, Wanjun explained the citizenship system to the two. Du Yinxi and Yuan Jixian discussed it for a while, and they also thought that this method was feasible, so they mainly registered and compiled according to the citizenship system, and issued the identity bamboo plaque to the official edict.

Yuan Jixian was in charge of the Ministry of Agriculture and, in accordance with Wan Jun’s instructions, introduced new crops to Guanzhong and Sichuan to guide the people to plant on a large scale. Last year, the food stability under the rule of the Chinese army came from the new crops.

After finalizing the style of Chinese banknotes and coins, Wan Jun and Wei Kuangguo left Chang'an City together.

When the Chinese army was pacified, they vigorously bowed and strode in exile, and then divided the land for the people. The people who hid in the mountains to avoid chaos gradually emerged from the mountains and returned to their devastated homeland. The people were sprinkling blood and buried in the human land, facing the loess, and working hard.

As long as you have food, everything will become vital again. Although the trauma caused by chaos is difficult, it has begun to gradually recover.

The alternation of governance and chaos, life is as tragic and tenacious as weeds. This is a scene that has been constantly experiencing during the millennium of agricultural civilization.

On both sides of the Wei River, on a large area of ​​land, the people have begun to drive cattle and shout to plow the land.

Jingzhe has passed, the weather is still cold, but the wind has begun to soften.

Ten thousand troops rode their horses along the Wei River, and Wei Kuangguo followed closely behind. When he saw a blue-eyed and brown-bearded barbarian riding over, the farming people stopped curiously and looked around.

However, the brigade of guards following behind showed the unusual identity of the man in front of him. The people looked around for a while and secretly guessed the identity of the cyclist in their hearts.

On a ridge of fields, the army stopped and turned over to the field. An old farmer was trying hard to pull the wooden plow.

The rumbling brigade of guards surrounded each other. The old farmer who was plowing land was startled and knelt on the ground, trembling and shouted, "Forgive me, forgive me!"

Wanjun helped the old farmer up, "Don't be afraid of fellow villagers, what crimes should I forgive?"

The old farmer was full of fear, opened his mouth and looked at Wan Jun in panic, "I, Caomin, don't know what crime you have committed. Didn't the official come to kill the villain?"

Wan Jun said, "Don't be afraid, I'm just here to condolences."

The old farmer said repeatedly, "Sir, please ask whatever you want, but as long as the villain knows, you will definitely say it."

Wan Jun wanted to explain that he was condolences, but after thinking about it, he said curiously, "Why are you pulling the plow and plowing the land by yourself??"

The old farmer said, "I can't afford to plow oxen without money."

Seeing that the old farmer was not as nervous as before, Wan Jun reached out to push the wooden plow. The tip of the plow was extremely difficult to push. Wan Jun had no experience and pushed hard, and the wooden plow fell to the ground.

Only then did Wanjun see that the plowshare in the soil was cut from wood, "Membersman, why don't your plow have iron?"

The old farmer said, "I can't afford to buy an iron plow, I can only make a wooden one by myself."

Wan Jun felt sad. Looking up, he saw that there were very few oxen plows around him, and most of them were pushing and pulling wooden plows. I don’t know how many of them were plows made of wood.

Wanjun brought his war horse over, "Membersman, I'll help you!"

After the wooden plow was tied to the war horse, the troops led the horse's reins and pulled the old farmer's wooden plow. The old farmer followed behind and held the plow handle, and the plowing speed was much faster.

Wan Jun glanced at the guards around the field and said, "I'm fine, you can go around to help the people who push the plow."

Guard

The two of them were left, and the others went to help the people cultivate the land. Wei Kuangguo rolled up his sleeves and pulled his war horse to the ground. Regardless of the man's surprised gaze when he saw his blue-eyed and brown beard, he tied the wooden plow to the horse.

He was busy until afternoon, and the large area of ​​land by the river was plowed. Wan Jun was so tired that his whole body was sore and weak. The old farmer sent Wan Jun to the edge of the field and said gratefully, "I, the old man doesn't know that it should be thankful to the adults like this."

The people also gathered with the guards, and the troops clasped their fists at the crowd and said, "We are leaving, take care of you. If the harvest is good this year, save money to buy a plowing ox!"

The old farmer rubbed his hands and said, "If you don't dislike it for half a day, why don't you mind when you go to the villain's house to use some thick rice!"

The people said one after another, "Yes, sir, go to the house for some food before leaving."

Wan Jun smiled and said, "No, you will only have new food after the summer harvest, so you should save some food."

Seeing that Wan Jun and others were about to leave, the old farmer said anxiously, "You are the big officials!"

"The official loves the people as much as his son, but he doesn't know the name of the official. The young one has a position of immortality for the adults."

Wan Jun smiled and said, "If you want to set it up, then set it up the Chinese army!"

With a whip raised, Wanjun and Wei Kuangguo rode their horses first, and the brigade of guards followed behind him. At the end, a guard looked at the people, "Today is your blessing. Do you know who the leader is?"

The old farmer bowed, "Gao Yi, the villain must give him a position of immortality. I wonder who the leading official is?"

"That is the head of the Chinese Empire."

The guard threw down a word and rode his horse to chase him, leaving many people stunned on the spot.

The old farmer said, "Head of the People's Republic of China?"

"So the official is called the head of state!"

A middle-aged man next to him said, "What is the head of state? The head of state is an official name, which is equivalent to the current emperor!"

"Hiss", everyone took a breath, and the old farmer blinked, "Are you saying that the emperor helped me cultivate the land just now?"

The middle-aged man looked at the direction where the horse's hooves were galloping, "That man must be the current head of state, the emperor, thousands of troops!"

He rode his horse back to Chang'an City, and the troops were tired and hungry. He hurried back to the head of state and had just eaten the meal. Cui Ziyi sent someone to urge him to report any important matters.

When he arrived at Chengtian Palace, Cui Ziyi was paced back and forth in the palace, holding a few letters in his hand, "This is the latest military newspaper!"

Wan Jun said, "Where's it?"

Cui Ziyi handed it forward, "There are everywhere, and it will be delivered at the same time in the morning!"

Wan Jun took over the military newspaper, "I have only been out for half a day, and it's such a coincidence."

Looking closely at the three letters, they actually came from three different directions. The first one was from Liu Tichun from Shanxi. According to reliable news, the Qing army's forces in Shanxi had undergone great changes. It seemed that something had happened in the direction of Beijing. Dorgon, Ajige and others retreated back to Beijing one after another. Liu Tichun asked to send some more artillery to prepare to attack Taiyuan.

The second letter was sent by Li Dingguo from Lanzhou. Ding Guodong's troops had surrendered to the Chinese army. Sun Shoufa and Ningxia's Chinese army joined forces and were currently fighting in Lanzhou. However, Lanzhou City was tall and strong. When the Chinese army captured Ningxia, they did not bring many heavy equipment. If they wanted to break through Lanzhou, they needed to mobilize more artillery from Chang'an.

The third letter was issued by Zhang Wuyang. The Annan people were unwilling to be manipulated by the Chinese army. The Li family and the Mo family secretly colluded with the Ruan family in the south, and summoned the previously dispersed Zheng family troops and horses, and raised their troops to rebel. The Annan people claimed to be one million soldiers, but their actual troops were about fifty or six hundred thousand.
Chapter completed!