Chapter 46 Vibrant vitality, everything is competing
Song Lian was afraid that Zhu Yiyuan would think that he was disrespecting his father, so he quickly added: "My portion is not enough. Dongshan Gong is old, so it is just right for my father to go."
Zhu Yiyuan nodded, and even felt a little bit envious. Look at other people's fathers being able to protect themselves from the wind and rain, while his own father could only sit back and enjoy the benefits. There is no comparison!
Father Zhu didn't know that this kid thought this way, otherwise he would have to spank Zhu Yiyuan.
Do you think it is easy to settle the refugees and send them to Laiwu?
Thousands of people eating, drinking, having sex, and migrating long distances may end up being randomly selected for an in-depth tour of the underworld, and the winning rate is still 30% to 70%, and in some cases it can exceed 90%.
An absolute narrow escape.
Zhu Yiyuan did have a proper arrangement, but after he had arranged it, he went to Laiwu, and the rest of the trivial matters were left behind.
Moreover, according to the latest news, the Qing army is mobilizing more and more frequently, and more and more soldiers and horses are gathering. Master Qi and the rebels under his command are extremely nervous, fearing that anything will go wrong and they will fail Zhu Yiyuan's trust.
Of course, Zhu Yiyuan himself is not easy either. Laiwu is still too small and cannot be used at all. If he can successfully capture Xintai and connect with Wang Jun of Feixian County, more than half of his strategy of marching into Yimeng will be completed.
It was a matter of life and death, and he was not allowed to be negligent in any way.
Now, in addition to the 300 people he originally brought, Zhu Yiyuan has recruited another 1,000 people in Laiwu and other places. At the same time, there are more than 2,000 militiamen organized in each village.
Who should be taken to Xintai and who should be left behind should not be careless.
"Master Zhu, if you feel at ease, just take everyone there and I will help you cook." Zhao Shizhe volunteered.
Zhu Yiyuan was stunned for a moment and thought: "Dongshangong, the autumn harvest has begun. There are more than 3,000 refugees coming from Zichuan. According to my idea, we should organize them into teams to assist the local people in the autumn harvest."
.In addition, thousands of people have come out of Laiwu County, and they also need land... If you include the local villagers, it is easy for conflicts to arise. And there is Yan Zibin in the city. This thing may not be that honest. Counting the survivors in Laiwu
The gentry landlords may not be willing to accept the land distribution. What happens next is complicated..."
Zhu Yiyuan wanted to explain a few words, but Zhao Shizhe suddenly laughed and said, "I was a prefect."
Zhu Yiyuan was immediately speechless. It turns out that this is no ordinary scholar!
Song Lian also praised: "When Dongshan Gong was an official, he tried his best to restrain the powerful and promote water conservancy. He even wrote a letter asking for the land to be cleared again according to a whip method."
This was still an idea, and Zhu Yiyuan couldn't help being surprised, "What happened next?"
This time, Zhao Shizhe smiled helplessly and sighed: "Later, I resigned from office and went home to give lectures and write books... Mr. Zhu, I understand your worries. Don't worry, I won't be selfish. If there is anything wrong with what I do,
In this place, you can arrest me at any time and question me."
Zhu Yiyuan repeatedly said he did not dare, but he did not leave the matter completely to Zhao Shizhe. He had asked Jiang Qi to come over and cooperate with each other to promote it together.
Then he mobilized 800 soldiers and recruited 400 civilians to help transport grain, grass and baggage.
During the autumn harvest time, people leave their hometowns and transport grain hundreds of miles away.
It’s tiring, dangerous, and will delay farming time. No one wants to do that.
Everyone is indeed grateful to you Mr. Zhu, but people also have to live their lives.
Zhu Yiyuan stipulated that all war soldiers would be able to get an extra three acres in the next land allocation, and civilian laborers who would participate in transporting baggage would be arranged to work here to help collect the family's fields, and each person would be paid at the rate of thirty kilograms per hundred miles.
, give everyone wages, and also give you a fine iron farm tool...
As soon as these measures were announced, people became enthusiastic.
Everything else is easy to say, but the fine iron farm tools are so drool-worthy.
It is not that there are no iron mines in Laiwu, but there are also quite a few blacksmiths.
In the past, they were all concentrated in Laiwu County, making weapons for the imperial court's workshops.
Zhu Yiyuan asked Yan Zibin to release the people, the most important of whom were these blacksmiths.
At present, Zhu Yiyuan has built a blacksmith furnace by the Dawen River and provides all villagers with farm tools at affordable prices.
This measure once again made the people call for good governance. Mr. Zhu really thinks about us people.
Everything is almost ready, even if it is not foolproof, there is nothing else to worry about.
The team has just been mobilized, and it is impossible not to take the lead.
Zhu Yiyuan personally led the troops and went south around Laiwu County.
It was less than a hundred miles from Xintai County, but right in front of them lay Guan Mountain, Culai Mountain, Liangfu Mountain, Gongshan... It was as if they had fallen into the mountains, and every step was not easy.
Zhu Yiyuan himself held weapons, wore armor, even carried rations, and important documents, and strode forward.
As for Song Lian, he didn't bring anything with him, and he was out of breath and sweating profusely from walking.
"Mr. Song, let me get you something."
Song Lian looked up and saw that it was Wang Huan, "Can you handle it?"
"Why can't I carry it? I can carry a hundred kilograms of grain and run around!"
Song Lian really couldn't walk, so he could only hand over the dry food and water bottle to Wang Huan.
Just when the young man was about to take it, Song Lian suddenly remembered something and hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you very much."
Wang Huan was startled, then gave Song Lian a bright and sunny smile, and said in a loud voice: "You're welcome! Disciples and soldiers should help each other!"
Indeed, they are different soldiers from the Qing army, a unique team.
Song Lian supported his waist and shouted loudly to Zhu Yiyuan: "Master Zhu, I predict that we will win this time!"
Zhu Yiyuan also stopped, looked at the mountains, and said with a smile: "The people will win!"
They accelerated their march, climbed over mountains and ridges, and galloped all the way. In less than two days, they appeared in Xintai territory.
It was almost fifty miles a day, which was already faster than the average infantry of the Qing army. Considering that the army had not been formed for a long time and the mountain road was difficult to travel, Zhu Yiyuan arrived very quickly.
And after entering the territory of Xintai, Zhu Yiyuan could clearly feel the vitality and vigor of everything!
Along the way, villagers kept coming. When they learned that they were coming from Laiwu, they sent food and water to reward the rebel soldiers.
Some people also told them about the misery of the people and that they really couldn't live anymore and asked them to make the decision for them no matter what.
Zhu Yiyuan also learned that various regions refused to pay exorbitant land rents, and the Kong family became anxious. They sent servants to collect the rent, arrested the people, and put dozens of kilograms of shackles on them, and they were stunned to death.
Zhu Yiyuan told the villagers that he knew everything and would vent his anger on the people's behalf.
Just as they arrived, Song Jicheng led a dozen squires and elders to also pay homage to Zhu Yiyuan.
"Mr. Wan Liu, the common people can't bear it, so why are the Jin gentry suffering so much?"
Song Jicheng smiled helplessly, "It's all a sin! Now the Kong family can't harvest the grain, and the Qing government keeps pressing, and the governor Fang Dayou is already red-eyed. They have now thought of a way, and have begun to order the gentry to pay the grain reserves."
"Save food?"
"Yes, even if the family's grain reserves are calculated according to their merits, if they have a Jinshi, they will have to pay 30,000 shi, if they are a scholar, they will have to pay 30,000 shi, and if they have no merit, they will have to pay 500 shi. If they cannot pay, they will be caught and thrown away.
Go to the prison and ask your family to provide food. If you don't pay enough, you won't be able to get out."
Zhu Yiyuan was startled, frowned and said, "Why have I heard it somewhere?"
Song Lian couldn't help but said: "Isn't this the torture of King Li Chuang? The Qing Dynasty is really capable, and even learned this trick!"
Zhu Yiyuan could only sigh and said, "Mr. Wan Liu, no matter what, I will not give in on the matter of equalizing the land. This is something I hope you can understand."
The arriving squires looked at each other, and one of them stood up and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhu, I heard that you are short of men?"
Zhu Yiyuan nodded.
This person asked again: "Have you heard that Mr. Zhu treats merchants preferentially?"
Zhu Yiyuan nodded again, "As long as we share what we have and don't hoard, I will never embarrass the merchants."
Hearing this, the gentleman gritted his teeth and fell to his knees: "Rather than being forced to death by the Kong family, it is better to follow Mr. Zhu and ask him to take him in."
Even the gentry were forced to become thieves... Zhu Yiyuan suddenly felt that he should give the Kong family a medal. This chapter has been completed!