Handu is planning to build a straight road connecting Beiping and Daning first.
As long as this straight road is built, supplies from the Ming Dynasty can be continuously transported from Beiping to Daning, and supplies from Daning can also be easily transported to Beiping.
More than 100,000 people worked non-stop for several months to barely level the road from Peiping to Daning. To repair it, cement would need to be poured.
But now the weather has turned cold, the wind is blowing everywhere, and it can feel freezing in the morning.
Han Du had free time today and rode on horseback to check the road construction status along the way. Thinking that in such a big project since ancient times, it was most likely to deduct rations, so Han Du stopped during the meal and went to the place where everyone was eating to check
.
These are hundreds of thousands of prisoners. The work they bear is already heavy enough. If they don't have enough to eat, it will be very easy for them to be exhausted. If the dead people irritate them, these soldiers will start a fight, which is not a trivial matter.
Fortunately, Han Du looked around and saw that no one had any conflict with the people who were scooping up food. And some people didn't have enough to eat, so they could continue to scoop out more food until they were full.
Han Du felt relieved for the time being, as he didn't have to do anything like inserting chopsticks into the pot. Just from the faces of these people and their attitude towards the Ming army soldiers, it could be seen that their rations were still sufficient.
"Not bad" .??.
Seeing Han Du nodding in praise, the guard on the side took the opportunity to smile and echoed: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, their rations will all be distributed according to military ration standards, and they will never go hungry." The important thing is,
Daning will only send food directly to the guards everywhere, and the guards cannot be stationed immediately. Therefore, even if they want to withhold the food, they have no way to do so in the vast and sparsely populated land of Liaodong.
Ways to cash out.
Rather than being discovered and losing his head, it would be better to just distribute all the food.
Han Du also knew that most of them should have no problem, but there were a few who were greedy and greedy and did not know whether to live or die. That was why Han Du made this inspection.
"Well, you did a good job." Han Du praised the guard, and then added: "Remember, no matter what their status was before, they are now citizens of the Ming Dynasty."
"Yes, yes, I will eventually understand."
Han Du glanced at the guard, then turned to look at the prisoners who were eating. After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward.
The guard next to him was a little surprised when he saw it. The Marquis of Zhenhai walked up to the prisoners like this. If he was violently attacked by someone, it would be disastrous.
"Master Marquis, no. If it's inconvenient here, why don't we go back?" The guard quickly stepped forward to protect Han Du, trying to pull him back.
Han Du waved his hand to stop the guard, stood there and looked at the prisoners, paused for a few breaths, and shouted loudly: "People of the Ming Dynasty."
The prisoners obviously had not had time to change their identities. After Han Du finished speaking, most of them were still in a daze and did not realize that Han Du was talking to them.
When the guard saw him, he quickly shouted: "This is the Marquis of Zhenhai of the Ming Dynasty. According to the Marquis, from the moment you surrender to the Ming Dynasty, you will become the people of the Ming Dynasty."
The guard's explanation gave these people a little movement.
Han Du saw it and continued: "I promise you that it will be hard to build the road, but I will not let you go hungry to build it. If
If anyone dares to deny you enough food, I will punish you severely. And after you finish building the road, I promise you that I will give you land and farm tools so that you can survive by farming.
I know that there are Mongolians and Han people among you. No matter who they are, as long as they are willing to put down their armor and return to the fields, they will all be given land."
Distributing land, if this was mentioned to the Ming Dynasty, especially the people around Yingtian Mansion, I am afraid that people would be excited. For the Han people, land is the lifeblood.
But here, after Han Du finished speaking, everyone's reaction was lack of interest. Even the Han among them reacted very perfunctorily.
When Han Du saw it, he couldn't help but frown, feeling that something was wrong.
At this moment, a Han man among the prisoners stood up.
Just when the guard signaled his warning, he knelt down again.
"The common people pay their respects to the Marquis."
"I don't want to be polite, what's your advice?" Han Du did not step forward rashly, but raised his right hand to signal him to get up.
Han Du saw that almost everyone was in a very low mood, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, did he have something to complain about? Was there really something that had happened to treat them harshly, but he didn't notice it?
"May I ask, Lord Marquis, do you want the kids to keep building the road?" the old man asked worriedly.
Han Du clearly saw that when the old man asked this question, everyone's eyes gathered around. Obviously they were very concerned about this issue.
Without thinking too much, Han Du nodded and said truthfully: "Of course, now we are just leveling the road, and then we need to pour concrete before the repair is complete."
"Please spare my life, Lord Marquis. Don't build this road for the time being. Let's wait until next year to build it again." Hearing this, the old man knelt down again with a sad expression.
Han Du was a little strange and asked quickly: "Pouring concrete is a very fast thing. We can complete the road in a month or two at most. Why wait until next year to build it again?"
The old man quickly said: "Master Hou, I don't know. This Liaodong is different from the Central Plains. It is already September, and the days of freezing cold weather and heavy snowfall are coming soon. If we continue to build roads, I am afraid that the children will not be able to survive at all.
In two months, they will all be frozen to death. Please forgive me, Lord Marquis."
"Please forgive me, Lord Marquis." Everyone put down their thick bowls and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Han Du was dumbfounded when he heard this. He had indeed felt that the weather was getting colder and colder these days, but he did not expect that it would snow. However, he was reminded by the old man's words. It seemed that the winter in Liaodong was indeed colder than the winter in Liaodong.
It's much earlier in Beijing and much colder.
Han Du turned to look at the guard.
The guard general also looked confused and said hesitantly: "General, the general doesn't know this either."
Han Du thought the same thing. Judging from his accent, the guard was also from the capital. Naturally, he would not know about this matter in Liaodong.
Han Du stepped forward, helped the old man up, and asked, "Does the old man have a name?"
"Reply to Mr. Hou, little Wu Yong."
Han Du nodded and asked, "How did you spend the winter in previous years?"
"Back to the Marquis, at this time in previous years, the young men had already prepared fodder and driven all the cattle and sheep into the city. In the winter here, only living in the city can block the heavy snow and survive." Han Du prepared.
First build a straight road connecting Beiping and Daning.
As long as this straight road is built, supplies from the Ming Dynasty can be continuously transported from Beiping to Daning, and supplies from Daning can also be easily transported to Beiping.
More than 100,000 people worked non-stop for several months to barely level the road from Peiping to Daning. To repair it, cement would need to be poured.
But now the weather has turned cold, the wind is blowing everywhere, and it can feel freezing in the morning.
Han Du had free time today and rode on horseback to check the road construction status along the way. Thinking that in such a big project since ancient times, it was most likely to deduct rations, so Han Du stopped during the meal and went to the place where everyone was eating to check
.
These are hundreds of thousands of prisoners. The work they bear is already heavy enough. If they don't have enough to eat, it will be very easy for them to be exhausted. If the dead people irritate them, these soldiers will start a fight, which is not a trivial matter.
Fortunately, Han Du looked around and saw that no one had any conflict with the people who were scooping up food. And some people didn't have enough to eat, so they could continue to scoop out more food until they were full.
Han Du felt relieved for the time being, as he didn't have to do anything like inserting chopsticks into the pot. Just from the faces of these people and their attitude towards the Ming army soldiers, it could be seen that their rations were still sufficient.
.??.
"Not bad"
Seeing Han Du nodding in praise, the guard on the side took the opportunity to smile and echoed: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, their rations will all be distributed according to military ration standards, and they will never go hungry." The important thing is,
Daning will only send food directly to the guards everywhere, and the guards cannot be stationed immediately. Therefore, even if they want to withhold the food, they have no way to do so in the vast and sparsely populated land of Liaodong.
Ways to cash out.
Rather than being discovered and losing his head, it would be better to just distribute all the food.
Han Du also knew that most of them should have no problem, but there were a few who were greedy and greedy and did not know whether to live or die. That was why Han Du made this inspection.
"Well, you did a good job." Han Du praised the guard, and then added: "Remember, no matter what their status was before, they are now citizens of the Ming Dynasty."
"Yes, yes, I will eventually understand."
Han Du glanced at the guard, then turned to look at the prisoners who were eating. After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward.
The guard next to him was a little surprised when he saw it. The Marquis of Zhenhai walked up to the prisoners like this. If he was violently attacked by someone, it would be disastrous.
"Master Marquis, no. If it's inconvenient here, why don't we go back?" The guard quickly stepped forward to protect Han Du, trying to pull him back.
Han Du waved his hand to stop the guard, stood there and looked at the prisoners, paused for a few breaths, and shouted loudly: "People of the Ming Dynasty."
The prisoners obviously had not had time to change their identities. After Han Du finished speaking, most of them were still in a daze and did not realize that Han Du was talking to them.
When the guard saw him, he quickly shouted: "This is the Marquis of Zhenhai of the Ming Dynasty. According to the Marquis, from the moment you surrender to the Ming Dynasty, you will become the people of the Ming Dynasty."
The guard's explanation gave these people a little movement.
Han Du saw it and continued: "I promise you that it will be hard to build the road, but I will not let you go hungry to build it. If
If anyone dares to deny you enough food, I will punish you severely. And after you finish building the road, I promise you that I will give you land and farm tools so that you can survive by farming.
I know that there are Mongolians and Han people among you. No matter who they are, as long as they are willing to put down their armor and return to the fields, they will all be given land."
Distributing land, if this was mentioned to the Ming Dynasty, especially the people around Yingtian Mansion, I am afraid that people would be excited. For the Han people, land is the lifeblood.
But here, after Han Du finished speaking, everyone's reaction was lack of interest. Even the Han among them reacted very perfunctorily.
When Han Du saw it, he couldn't help but frown, feeling that something was wrong.
At this moment, a Han man among the prisoners stood up.
Just when the guard signaled his warning, he knelt down again.
"The common people pay their respects to the Marquis."
"I don't want to be polite, what's your advice?" Han Du did not step forward rashly, but raised his right hand to signal him to get up.
Han Du saw that almost everyone was in a very low mood, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, did he have something to complain about? Was there really something that had happened to treat them harshly, but he didn't notice it?
"May I ask, Lord Marquis, do you want the kids to keep building the road?" the old man asked worriedly.
Han Du clearly saw that when the old man asked this question, everyone's eyes gathered around. Obviously they were very concerned about this issue.
Without thinking too much, Han Du nodded and said truthfully: "Of course, now we are just leveling the road, and then we need to pour concrete before the repair is complete."
"Please spare my life, Lord Marquis. Don't build this road for the time being. Let's wait until next year to build it again." Hearing this, the old man knelt down again with a sad expression.
Han Du was a little strange and asked quickly: "Pouring concrete is a very fast thing. We can complete the road in a month or two at most. Why wait until next year to build it again?"
The old man quickly said: "Master Hou, I don't know. This Liaodong is different from the Central Plains. It is already September, and the days of freezing cold weather and heavy snowfall are coming soon. If we continue to build roads, I am afraid that the children will not be able to survive at all.
In two months, they will all be frozen to death. Please forgive me, Lord Marquis."
"Please forgive me, Lord Marquis." Everyone put down their thick bowls and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Han Du was dumbfounded when he heard this. He had indeed felt that the weather was getting colder and colder these days, but he did not expect that it would snow. However, he was reminded by the old man's words. It seemed that the winter in Liaodong was indeed colder than the winter in Liaodong.
It's much earlier in Beijing and much colder.
Han Du turned to look at the guard.
The guard general also looked confused and said hesitantly: "General, the general doesn't know this either."
Han Du thought the same thing. Judging from his accent, the guard was also from the capital. Naturally, he would not know about this matter in Liaodong.
Han Du stepped forward, helped the old man up, and asked, "Does the old man have a name?"
"Reply to Mr. Hou, little Wu Yong."
Han Du nodded and asked, "How did you spend the winter in previous years?"
"Back to Lord Marquis, at this time in previous years, the young people had already prepared fodder and driven all the cattle and sheep into the city. In the winter here, only living in the city can block the heavy snow and survive."