"Dorgon was crazy?"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.??

"Governor Du reported that Dorgon was indeed crazy, but in fact, there were many other people who were crazy about Jiannu. For example, Fan Wencheng was crazy, not only singing and dancing every day, but also running around to pick up horse manure to eat. Although Dorgon was not as crazy as he was, he also talked nonsense all day and shouted Da Yu'er from time to time, as if the latter was right in front of him."

Li Yutian said.

At this time, the siege of the Qing army had completely ended.

The bannermen who emerged from the old forest knew the terrible cold winter. Although the winter in Xuanfu was not as good as in Liaodong, there was actually not much difference, because even three hundred years later, the winter often reached more than ten degrees below zero in winter. What's more, this small ice age, most of the Qing troops who slept in the wild could only freeze to death. In fact, after the first snow fell, the Qing troops in the encirclement began to freeze to death. The severe cold and despair eventually destroyed the courage of the remaining Qing troops. The last 15,000 Qing troops finally chose to accept their fate.

At this point, Dorgon's group was destroyed.

Among the 35,000 elite Qing army soldiers who escaped from Jizhou with Dorgon, a total of 20,000 surrendered and waited for castration. Except for less than 2,000 people missing, the rest were buried inside and outside Suoyang Pass. Boluo, one of the four kings, was shot dead, and Monk Kong Youde committed suicide. However, because Dorgon was already crazy, he was tied up by his own personal soldiers and left his life to the Ming army.

"Really or false?"

Yang Feng said in disbelief.

He believed Prince Rui committed suicide, but it was a bit exaggerated to be crazy. After all, he fought for the whole life. He should not be so poor in his psychological quality. It would be even more exaggerated to say that he and Da Yu'er were actually just husbands and wives. Everyone is a child of the world, so how could they have so many feelings?

"Forget it, don't worry about the authenticity of him. Since he didn't surrender himself, there is no need to save his life. He will come to Beijing, and there is also Fan Wencheng and Lingchi."

Then he said.

He once said that if Dorgon surrendered voluntarily, he could save his life, but since he was tied up by his subordinates, he would not be subject to pardon. If Dorgon was really crazy, he could only be considered unlucky. If Dorgon pretended to be crazy...

Well, then he is even more unlucky.

"Your Majesty, these are the first batch of imperial village managers who have just been selected."

At this time, Wang Chengen stepped forward and said.

Twenty men of different ages were kneeling down, waiting to listen to their Emperor's Holy Tribunal.

These people were selected from the descendants of the righteous people and the fallen soldiers, eight of which were the first students of the emperor. They will lead their respective working teams to the nearest Daxing, Shunyi and other counties to establish twenty imperial villages, measure and divide the land into hierarchies and then distribute them.

In the future, these imperial village management institutions will become a prescribed rule. They actually exercised the powers at the township level. In ancient times, the imperial power rule actually reached the county. Then, the gentry basically had the final say. The chiefs of the Lijia family were responsible for collecting taxes, collecting corvee services, etc. Yang Feng next changed the rural system. It is easy to say at the village level. The rural areas are all living together and they just need to choose the village chiefs themselves, but there is no clear township management agency, so the imperial village will exercise its powers next.

The main power of the imperial village is to organize production and construction.

Especially water conservancy construction.

The drought in the Ming Dynasty was not a drought in the modern sense. Many of them were actually caused by the lack of water conservancy construction. It was necessary to build water conservancy facilities, reservoirs, trunks, and even machine wells in rural areas, just like when Taizu founded the country. Such projects are far beyond the village level and the county level. Since Huangzhuang is the manager of Huangtian, of course, it is necessary to organize water conservancy construction.

In addition, the promotion of agricultural technology, breeding, management of agricultural tools and livestock will be under the responsibility of the imperial village.

Then there is grain purchase.

It is natural to sell the food to the emperor if he planted the emperor's fields. No matter what the grain agency system would be like later, in this era when productivity was not met and profiteering and unbridled merchants were rampant, the unified purchase and sale of grain was the best way to protect the interests of the people. Therefore, the Ming Dynasty would no longer allow those merchants to buy and sell freely. At least before the grain output was greatly increased to ensure that the people had enough food and clothing, the imperial farm must monopolize the purchase of grain, and at most merchants were allowed to import grain from abroad. However, the domestic grain purchase and sales must be monopolized by the imperial farm. It should be noted that Chongzhen's famine was largely caused by the hoarding of those gentry. The reason why Yang Feng beat the gentry was largely to regain control of the grain. The grain agency and state-owned grain store system would appear in advance in this era.

At most, he will not control the influx of smuggled food in the future.

There is also reserveization.

After the garrison system was abolished by Yang Feng's imperial edict, the reserve system would become the basis of the Ming military system. Of course, this work could not be done by the old local governments. The imperial village was the most suitable. There was no need to do more for one imperial village to build a reserve battalion. In the wartime, these twenty imperial villages could bring him a military capable of fighting troops. In the entire area controlled by the emperor, millions of troops could gather at any time, and they were also loyal.

Then this area alone is enough for Yang Feng to sweep the world.

These people will also be his first batch of grassroots cadres. In the future, the imperial village will gradually undermine the old bureaucratic system. If they do well, they will be promoted to a higher level. Then they will continue to penetrate upwards and even enter the cabinet until the Ming Dynasty court is completely infiltrated into what the Emperor wants, and gradually undermine the old bureaucrats, gradually marginalize, and even abolish them, allowing those ancient names to gradually disappear one by one, and finally complete the reform of the entire official system in this way.

After all, the Ming Dynasty at this time must undergo a thorough purification, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, and completely clean up the slags. Only in this way can the ancient empire be revitalized and returned to the top of the world, and face the era of great powers that will soon arrive in battle.

Of course, this will take a long time, and it is estimated that Yang Feng will be able to complete it before leaving this world.

Fortunately, he still has enough time.

"Get up, I'll take you to see something, it can be regarded as a gift you brought to the people."

Yang Feng said.

Immediately afterwards, he led Li Fu and these heads of the imperial village, or the official directors of the imperial village, to the Coal Mountain where he was hanging.

At this time, a large part of the trees have been cut down in this hill that has left a special symbol in Chinese history, and a large area of ​​farmland has been created. In fact, not only here, but also many places in Xiyuan have begun to grow farmland, specifically planting crops that have not been promoted in this era. Of course, it is winter, so there is no planting here at present, only a piece of dry weed.

And in the middle of this farmland is a specially built hut, with a chimney on the roof being emitting thick smoke.

From the open door, you can see that the boiler inside drives the steam engine, which is driving the pump to keep moving up and down. The well water extracted from below continues to flow out from the iron pipe extending outside the room and into a large cement trough outside the wall. Soon, this cement trough as big as a house is already filled with clear well water. Then Yang Feng walked directly to the cement trough and twisted something in an iron pipe extending into the ground.

At the same time, in a piece of weed at the foot of the mountain, a little eunuch quickly moved a pile of straw, and before he could leave, a fountain behind him soared straight into the sky.

The unlucky eunuch screamed.

And the directors of the Royal Manor who watched this scene also screamed.

At the same time, Yang Feng twisted a small thing on another pipe side by side with the iron pipe, and then the straw from another place was moved away. The little eunuch ran fast. Just as he left the place less than ten feet away, the same fountain also rose at the straw position. Then more than a dozen piles of straw were moved away, and Yang Feng kept unscrewing the valves on the iron pipes around the cement trough, and the fountain kept spraying out. Soon, more than a dozen fountains rose on the wasteland. A gorgeous rainbow immediately appeared in the mist under the sun, and the water droplets from the sky water poured the ground like heavy rain.

"Your Majesty, I dare to be brave. Although this thing is good, those people cannot afford it!"

A director of the Royal Manor said in a trembling tone.

Of course, they understood that with such an irrigation system, it can be said that there is no need to worry about drought anymore for farmland. But the problem is that even ordinary people cannot afford this set of things. If you buy a steam pump, buy those pipelines, and burn the coal in the future, it will probably be out of reach for ordinary farmers. If the emperor really wants to promote this, he will really be on the road of wasteful people and wasteful money.

"Uh, you misunderstood. I didn't say this, I was talking about that!"

Yang Feng smiled and pointed to the other side.

There, a little eunuch was pushing a thin iron rod hard, in front of him was a fixed thick iron pipe, and a small iron rod was penetrated at the front of the thin iron rod in his hand, connecting it with the ear hole next to the thick iron pipe. The front end of the thin iron rod was bent and something was falling below. As his pressure was lifted, the small water flow intermittently flowed out from the pipe opening at the front end of the thick iron pipe, flowing into the wooden barrels that were connected to the water below, and many wooden barrels were waiting there.

Just as the emperor pointed at him, the little eunuch wiped the tired sweat from his face and showed a honest smile on his face.

"Well?!"
Chapter completed!