Yang Fan promised that he could exchange letters in the future and discuss together the issues that interested him and Yang Fan's novel theories.
The little girl is a little confused as to why the master agreed to teach Zhang Tianru these new knowledge.
Yang Fan explained: "The problems in the south of the Yangtze River must be resolved sooner or later. The reason why they are not good for the Ming Dynasty lies in their development model. Their interests are inconsistent with the interests of the Ming Emperor, the court, and the people.
Only by aligning their interests with those of Ming Dynasty can they turn waste into treasure."
It's late at night. I don't know why, but several people can't sleep today. They are all thinking about what Yang Fan said today. Only Mei Xiang, who is heartless, has been asleep for a long time, snoring, and there is still a little drool at the corner of her mouth.
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Yang Fan lay quietly on the bed and looked at the exquisite withered flowers on the top of the canopy bed.
"Master, are you asleep?" Xiao Niangpi turned over, rested her head on Yang Fan's shoulder, and asked softly while hugging Yang Fan from her side.
"No, I'm thinking about something. Why can't you sleep?" Yang Fan stroked her smooth back and asked softly.
"Well, sir, tell me, will the Ming Dynasty really collapse? The thought of tens of millions of people dying makes me feel uncomfortable. You can do something about it, right?" The little girl looked at Yang Fan with big eyes.
In her heart, her husband is omnipotent and he must have a way to save these innocent people.
Yang Fan sighed in his heart, the little girl's skin was unstained from the mud, and she always maintained the kindness in her heart. Although she looked fierce on the surface, she couldn't bear to see the suffering of the people the most.
"If you think I can, then I can." Yang Fan said with a smile.
"I hate it, I'm serious." Xiao Niangpi raised her fist and lightly hit Yang Fan's chest.
"I'm serious too. I can't stop this catastrophe. But I can take away all the people at the bottom, to Liaodong, to the Western Regions, to Siberia, to Nanyang, to America. This world is very big, so big
It is unimaginable that there are too many people in the Ming Dynasty and not enough land. If there is a natural disaster, it will not be able to bear it. We can go out and grab the land. There are too many good places."
Xiao Niangpi has seen the map and knows the whole world. The master has been investing heavily in ship research and development, and it turns out that this is the idea.
"All the disasters are concentrated in the Qinling Mountains and north of the Huaihe River. I plan to get rid of the redundant people in the northern provinces. Aren't the civil servants and gentry unwilling to reform? After Zhang Juzheng's death, they were crushed to ashes. We won't
Play with them and do whatever they like. Daming is just a pot of beggars porridge and a big dyeing vat. It is already rotten. It takes too much energy to completely solve all the problems. If I have this time, I might as well build my own territory.
, and then they will conquer the world and distribute the Ming Dynasty’s excess population to the entire world. Then no one will let them exploit and exploit them, and they will be able to enjoy themselves.”
At this time, Lin Yueru came over sideways and rested her head on Yang Fan's shoulder, quietly listening to her husband's energetic instructions.
"Master, why don't you think of a solution in the Ming Dynasty, but instead want to expand the territory outside the Ming Dynasty?" Lin Yueru asked puzzledly.
"Building slaves, general bandits, Lin Danhan, Your Majesty, Dong Lin, and the military leaders all have their own ideas. Various interests are intertwined and the conflicts have intensified like a raging fire. Don't let them make a fuss.
, how could it stop? I have no intention of being like Zhang Juzheng, and I am too lazy to reform. Why don't I open up new places? Everything is a blank sheet of paper. I can develop whatever I want. Wait until I put this in place.
Everything in the world that needs to be occupied has been occupied, and I think they have finished it."
"Master, what are you going to do?" Lin Yueru blew Rulan into Yang Fan's ears, making Yang Fan's ears itch.
"Don't think so far ahead. Our strength is still limited. Now we have steam-powered ships. First, we can cripple the Duoyan and Tumut Mongolia in Monan, occupy the territory of the Haraqin tribe in Monan Mongolia, and then pass through Mobei.
The tribes of Transkarkha, up to Buryat Mongolia in the eastern part of Xiaohai, first prevent Tsarist Russia from further encroaching on the Far East. Then turn around and kill the Ordos Jinong and Tumote tribes. After the Mongolian problem is generally solved, they can turn their attention to dealing with Jianshe
slave."
"Sir, that wretched place in Liaodong is so cold and dry that food can't grow well. I wonder if the slaves will be unable to survive. What do we want from that wretched place?" Xiao Niangpi said with a pout.
Now that she is in charge of her family, she knows very well that military operations are a waste of money. She feels that it is not a good deal.
The master is not willing to waste his energy, working his way through the Ming Dynasty to get promoted and expand his territory. She also understands that he wants to develop externally. After all, his majesty still trusts and uses Yang Lang, but he is very wary.
The further development of Yang Lang's strength may intensify the conflict with the emperor. Now is not the time to fall out with the emperor.
"Liaodong is cold, mainly because the frost-free period is short, which is not enough time for grain growth. But we have seeds with short growth cycles. No matter how cold the Liaohe River Basin is, it is not as cold as Heilongjiang. Drought is not a problem. We have steam engines to dig wells.
There is no need to worry about drought when irrigating the land. There are many ports there, and bird droppings can be transported in, so fertilizer is not a problem."
Lin Yueru asked: "Sir, you want to pull out the bottom line, force the gentry to change the current pattern of fishing for all the land, and promote the reform of the Ming Dynasty. I can understand. However, is there a lot of land in Liaodong, and can it accommodate so many refugees? Ming Dynasty household registration
It has been 60 million since the founding of the Ancestor, and it has remained unchanged for two hundred years, and it is still 60 million now. In fact, no one knows how many the real population is. It is estimated to be two or three times this number."
Yang Fan hugged her and said, "Do you know how much arable land there is in Ming Dynasty?"
Lin Yueru sighed and said: "The amount of land in Ming Dynasty has always been relatively mysterious, always changing, and even Dongchang can't figure it out. It's a complete misunderstanding."
She continued: "According to statistics from the Hongwu Year, the cultivated land area was only 390 million acres. Two years later, it became 850 million acres. Seven years later, it became 420 million acres. God knows what happened. The data from the Chenghua Year are also the same.
Same, the statistics in Chenghua year) were 490 million acres, and two years later it became 830 million acres. Suddenly there were 340 million acres more land. In the 17th year of Hongzhi, the statistics were 840 million acres, and one year later it became 470 million acres. Suddenly
There was a loss of 370 million acres. I was convinced that real estate like land could appear and disappear out of thin air."
Xiao Niangpi interjected: "In my Ming Dynasty, the registered household population has always been around 60 million. The cultivated land area is 400 to 500 million acres, which is reliable, because the tax and grain have been around 30 million shi for two hundred years, which is unbeatable."
Yang Fan didn't expect that in his opinion, there were enough weird things about the Ming Dynasty, but he couldn't even figure out how much cultivated land there was. This was too fantasy.
"Well, Liaodong plus Eastern Mongolia can develop at least 400 million acres of arable land. Do you still think Liaodong is not worth operating?"
"What!" Tu Shanyue and Lin Yueru were both so shocked that their mouths opened.
Liaodong is actually close to catching up with the cultivated land of the entire Ming Dynasty.
"Actually, as long as Liaodong is developed, there may not be enough people in Ming Dynasty, even if there are not too many people."
"Sir, Liaodong is full of slaves. What should we do with these people? There are too many barbarians there. How can we ensure the safety of Ming immigrants?" Tu Shanyue asked.
"We'll wait until Liaodong is captured. I've already arranged a place for them." Yang Fan felt a little sleepy and yawned. "Go to bed early."
"Master, master, please tell me how you plan to arrange these people." Tu Shanyue asked coquettishly, shaking Yang Fan's arm.
Yang Fan sighed inwardly, women are just curious.
Said: "I plan to collect the remaining people from their war and send them to Japan. A religious war is about to start there. I will organize all the barbarians, men, women, and children in the Northeast into the Eight Banners, and then transport them to Japan by ship.
Japan joins the war. This will free up Liaodong and give me land to the people of Ming Dynasty."
"If we are defeated, then there is no need to worry about their life and death. If we are defeated, I am going to divide Honshu Island into eight parts and let them occupy them separately. From now on, my descendants will watch over those dwarfs and don't come back."
Yang Fan felt sleepy.
"Sir, there are still many warriors in Japan. There are hundreds of thousands of defeated warriors. They are also a factor of instability. No one can care about it. Don't let Japanese pirates come to harm the Ming Dynasty. How to deal with them?" Xiao Niangpi turned curious.
Baby, keep asking.
Yang Fan was so sleepy that he fell asleep just like telling a bedtime story.
He responded: "This is easy to do. Send all these warriors to the Indochina Peninsula. There are many estuary deltas there suitable for growing rice, with three crops a year."
"Move all the indigenous people to the mountainous areas and distribute the plains to the new immigrants from the Ming Dynasty."
"The warriors are divided into small territories in the mountainous areas, just like in Japan. The indigenous people support them, and the warriors are responsible for tax collection and management."
"Let the samurai stay in the mountains and watch them from now on. The samurai are unemployed and eager to find another job. They won't be picky. They will be willing to do it."
At this time, Yang Fan's snoring sounded.
Tu Shanyue and Lin Yueru looked at each other, and they realized that the master actually had such a grand ambition in his heart.
Yang Fan is cautious by nature and never talks too much when talking and doing things. Only when he is extremely sleepy will he become impatient and talk more.
The two of them have already figured out the pattern.
So I often take the opportunity to ask questions during the sage's time with the master. Often the master is too lazy to think too much at this time, so he will talk more.
The little girl couldn't help but touch her belly and sighed. She had been married to the master for half a year, but her stomach had not moved. If the master really built such a big foundation, who would he pass it on to?
