"Your Majesty, what is the meaning of this letter written by Mr. Zhu? It hides the beginning but reveals the name of Master Confucius. Could it be that he wants to say that the Master shows his sage?" Master Fang was full of doubts.
But Yan Zibin frowned and pondered for a long time. He couldn't help but slap his forehead and woke up as if from a dream.
"What a powerful Mr. Zhu, what a clever method! If you use this trick, I'm afraid the court will be in trouble for a while."
Master Fang rolled his eyelids, feeling helpless. Why couldn't he see the cleverness?
Yan Zibin snorted, "Idiot, after this time passes, if I can still be an official, I will definitely change it to a Shaoxing master, and I won't need you, a loser with money stuck in your brain!"
Master Fang was dumbfounded. Master Fang was not a medicinal material, so why did he talk about the place of origin?
Yan Zibin was too lazy to pay attention to him. In fact, the answer lay in the conversation between him and Zhu Yiyuan.
Oh my god, he really didn't lie.
The world only knows that the Kong family has amassed millions of acres of land, and the entire Yanzhou Prefecture belongs to them.
Little did they know that the Kong family was also one of the largest grain merchants in the north!
As early as after Zhu Di moved the capital to Beiping, the north relied on grain from the south to survive, and as time went by, this gap became larger and larger.
Especially after the Longqing Switch, the best land in the south of the Yangtze River was generally planted with mulberry trees and cotton, and Jiangxi and Huguang became the main commodity grain producing areas.
There are many places in Southern Zhili that are land of plenty and cannot even be self-sufficient in food.
Since the Apocalypse, basically the food from Jiangxi and Huguang has been sent to the south of the Yangtze River along the Yangtze River. Some of it is supplied to the south, and some of it is transported by water to the nine sides of the capital.
In such a huge world, the food problem has reached its limit.
The Kong family guards Yanzhou, and although its grain output is not as good as that of Jiangnan, it is still pretty good. It is also close to the canal, and transportation is convenient. Moreover, the Kong family has a good way of squeezing and is very good at continuously depleting the lake for fishing.
Because of this, the Kong family played a decisive role in the food issue.
Yan Zibin is indeed a good man. Apart from the capital, many cities in the north have grain shops of the Confucius family, or grain merchants buy grain from the Confucius family.
Only by holding the jobs of millions of people can the Kong family be unscrupulous. Otherwise, just relying on the name Yan Shenggong would not be enough.
Otherwise, why would Zhang Tianshi, who is also hereditary, not have such a big momentum?
From the Ming Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, the status of the Kong family not only did not decline, but because of the war in the south, the food gap became larger and increased day by day.
In wars in literary works, both sides have generals strategizing and coming up with clever plans, which makes people hooked.
But war in reality is about money, food, and people, and a little bit of calculation. When the actual victory comes to the battlefield between soldiers and soldiers, generals, and generals, that is the final ending.
With Zhu Yiyuan's small force, even if he captured ten Laiwu county towns, it would be useless. If you can attack them, the Qing army can take them back.
The enemy is strong and we are weak, why should we turn the tide of the battle?
Faced with this almost impossible task, Zhu Yiyuan came up with his answer... to encourage the people to boycott the Kong family's land rent.
If they pay less land rent, the Kong family will not be able to get enough food.
The food of the Kong family not only supplies the Qing army in the south of the Yangtze River, but also supplies Shandong, and even sends some to the capital... Hong Chengchou is wily and scheming. How capable are you of pacifying the south? After the shortage of food, let's see how you use your troops?
Shandong mobilized tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to deal with Xie Qian, but the food was gone. How could these people fight?
Zhu Yiyuan initially only wanted to harass the Qing army's rear, cut off food routes, help Xie Qian, and deal with the Qing army.
Frankly speaking, he was still very weak at that time, and the feeling of powerlessness was still there.
He didn't think he could win, he was just organizing a rebel army and resisting based on instinct.
Anyway, you can’t shave your hair to change clothes, just call my emperor long live the emperor!
But when Zhu Yiyuan arrived in Laiwu and learned about the Kong family's property here, he kept thinking and deliberating. Finally, Zhu Yiyuan understood this move.
I also saw clearly the seven inches of the Qing court.
No matter how many soldiers and horses there are or how strong the combat power is, as long as food and economic sources are cut off, the war cannot be fought.
I found the method and gained confidence.
After entering Laiwu, Zhu Yiyuan was completely transformed, and his style of doing things was completely different.
"Uncle, I wrote this letter to the Kong family and sent it along with Kong Fan's head. But this is just a side dish. The key is to contact Wang Jun of Fei County and the Yuyuan Rebels to prevent them from actually launching troops.
, as long as they can freely encourage the people to resist land rent and not give food to the Kong family, the situation will be much better in both Shandong and Jiangnan."
The chess game outlined by Zhu Yiyuan left Ye Tinglan stunned.
"Good boy, you are just outside the small city of Laiwu and you are going to influence the overall situation of the world. You are too brave to think about it!"
Ye Tinglan shouted in shock.
But at this moment, Mr. Dongshan Zhao Shizhe stood up.
"Mr. Zhu, although your plan is clever, neither Wang Jun of Fei County nor the Yuyuan Rebels may be as capable as you. If you want them to encourage the people to pay less land rent, I'm afraid they won't be able to do it."
Zhu Yiyuan took a breath and said solemnly: "Dongshangong, who do you think can do it?"
Zhao Shizhe chuckled and pointed to his nose, "I!"
"You?" Zhu Yiyuan was quite surprised, "Dongshangong, I don't believe in my predecessors unless I was born late. It's just a matter of life and death, so I can't be careless."
"Hahaha!" Zhao Shizhe laughed loudly, "Master Zhu, scholars have their own bones. At this time when China is in decline, there are so many people with lofty ideals who are willing to stand up! What's more, you, Master Zhu, have given everyone
This is not an excuse to fight against the Qing Dynasty, but it is just to pay less land rent so that the people can take a breather, what is wrong with this?"
It was indeed correct, and it was done in a perfectly justified and justified manner.
At this moment, we have to mention the terrifying identity of Mr. Dongshan. Zhao Shizhe became famous very early. He single-handedly founded Shanzuo Grand Shrine in Shandong, and this Shanzuo Grand Shrine is the northern branch of Fushe.
To be more precise, Zhao Shizhe is the leader of the Shandong literary circle. To be less precise, he is the leader of the Northern Scholars... In short, he is a very influential boss.
In addition, there was an old man and a young man who came with him. The old man was called Song Jicheng and the young man was called Song Lian. They were a father and son, and they were also members of Fushe.
Anyone with a little knowledge of the history of the late Ming Dynasty should know how influential Fushe was.
Just a scholar may not be able to rebel.
But now is the perfect time.
The autumn harvest has begun in some places. Hong Chengchou led his troops southward, and the Qing army in Shandong was restrained by Xie Qian... Entering Zhu Yiyuan in Laiwu was equivalent to entering the grandson of Princess Iron Fan.
So what are you waiting for? Let the show begin!
Zhao Shizhe was not polite. He immediately wrote a letter to the Confucius family, referring to Zhu Yiyuan's meaning, asking the Confucius family to cherish the people and not collect more land taxes. He also advised the Qing emperor to take corvee lightly and rest with the people.
Only by gaining the support of the people can we have a stable position.
If a letter is written smoothly and the meaning is read on the surface, it is impeccable.
As soon as this letter was sent out, all kinds of accusations suddenly appeared.
Coincidentally, the fifty-fifth birthday of Yanshenggong Kong Yinzhi is coming soon.
Outside, dynasties are changing and turbulence is turbulent, but the Kong family is always prosperous and honorable, looking at the storm with a smile.
This is all the kindness of our ancestors.
Kong Yinzhi led his descendants to the Confucius Temple to offer sacrifices and offer incense to their ancestors.
As usual, they arrived outside the gate of the Confucius Temple and were about to enter when they suddenly found eight words on the door: Unworthy descendants, why should they see me?
The handwriting is clumsy, was it really written by Confucius?
Obviously, this is a prank.
Kong Yinzhi had people tear it up quickly and burn it with fire.
After returning from the Confucius Temple, he received a lot of birthday greetings, but among the pile of posts, there was one with a pure black cover. He took it over and took a look.
Kong Yinzhi was mad again.
"A slave of the Tartar family is a traitor to the country. He is unworthy of his descendants and unworthy of his ancestors."
Good guy, this is a slap in the face.
At this moment, someone else ran in in a panic outside the door of the house, holding a bloody head in his hand.
There was also a letter nailed to his forehead with a dagger.
This letter was written by Zhu Yiyuan, but it had been polished and was much better than the version Yan Zibin saw.
"I, Kong Zhongni, restored the Zhou rites throughout his life and never ceased to do so until his death. I wonder if my descendants will inherit his legacy and be loyal to the country? I advocate benevolent government, but will my descendants ever assist the virtuous king and benefit the people? I understand the debate between Huayi and Yi, and my descendants can
Have you ever conquered the barbarians and made China prosperous? I am kind to my fellow villagers and care for my neighbors. Have my descendants ever shown kindness to the people and been praised by their neighbors? I have three thousand disciples who are well-educated and undisciplined. Can my descendants teach the world with virtue and be respected by others?"
Faced with this series of questions, Kong Yinzhi's face turned redder than a monkey's butt... This chapter has been completed!
