Putting down the memorial in his hand, Zhu Yixi stood up directly, took a sip of strong tea, and felt refreshed.
The drizzle outside the window fell from the window sill and flowed among the flowers, stirring up this group of eye-catching colored creatures.
As he lived in the Forbidden City longer and longer, he became quite disgusted with the cold and magnificent brick and wood palaces, and the number of flowers, plants and trees in the small courtyard began to increase unknowingly.
This is the thoughtfulness of the eunuchs.
The rain was beating on the tiles, and the house was quiet. Only by opening the windows could the sound be transmitted.
And this kind of sound is particularly comforting.
"Land annexation is human nature, just like buying a house in later generations. People naturally think that the more the better, otherwise why would it be called rent collection?"
Zhu Yixi's thoughts began to wander.
Looking at ancient and modern times, in his thinking, in the feudal era, there were about three ways to solve land annexation.
The last resort is to limit population growth.
Regardless of whether this policy is bad or not, its execution alone can kill people. If the feudal era could really be implemented, how could it not solve the land problem? Just choose the policy.
The middle policy is equalization of land and public ownership of land, but to be honest, it still depends on the execution ability. The Tang Dynasty only implemented it for 20 to 30 years, and it almost collapsed by the time of Emperor Gaozong.
Everyone will have selfish motives, and land annexation will proceed slowly and then reach its peak.
Moreover, even if the implementation is good, in this case, as the population increases, land will become increasingly scarce, living standards will plummet, and rebellion will be logical.
The best policy is naturally to expand the territory, make more land for the population, guard the border with the army and the people, and turn the barbaric wilderness into Han land. This will stabilize the rule.
Of course, if we enter the industrial age, factories can accommodate a large number of workers, and these three feudal strategies cannot compare.
"Why suppress land annexation? It is nothing more than allowing the dynasty to last longer and allowing more time for the prosperous age."
In this way, Zhu Yixi wrote the word "Shengshi" on the paper.
After clarifying the direction and purpose, Zhu Yixi's plans for the next few years will naturally be clear at a glance.
Expand the territory and move the people to the border.
To the west are the Western Regions and Qinghai-Tibet; to the north are the Khalkha and Mongolian tribes.
As for the east? North Korea and Japan are barren places that can only support agents and cannot accommodate many immigrants at all.
In terms of mining, it cannot compare to Siberia.
The land is not as fertile as Indochina.
We can't just massacre them to make room for them, right?
The Indochina Peninsula and various islands in the south have become the best living space.
The indigenous people were slaughtered by the West and were overwhelmed. The population was sparsely populated, which was perfect for immigration.
Moreover, to deal with malaria, I also asked people to plant golden pheasant trees, and most of the obstacles to the southward movement were eliminated.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yixi admired those who wrote historical novels. How could they occupy South Asia before there were anti-malarial drugs?
If this problem is not solved, everything else will be in vain and all efforts will be in vain.
Similarly, if we want to solve the cold in the north, the heating problem is inevitable.
The fire bed and honeycomb briquettes are naturally the material basis.
And it just so happens that the north is rich in coal mines, which is great.
"Such a land exchange will only cure the symptoms but not the root cause, but opening up Liaodong will at least be able to feed tens of millions of people, and the people all over the world will benefit for decades!"
It’s not bad to live a good life for several decades!
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After returning to the capital, Jia Yan felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
The bustling streets, dazzling array of shops, and pedestrians speaking various dialects are simply dizzying.
This is two extremes from the desolation of Liaodong, where there is no human habitation for hundreds of miles.
After the army was disarmed, Jia Yan and his personal soldiers dragged the large and small cars they had brought from Liaodong, and borrowed a dozen cars before taking them home.
The four wives watched eagerly.
Madam Jia Zhang, her eldest son Jia Daihua, and her eldest daughter Hua Niang stood in a row at the door and watched.
And his little son, Jia Daishan, who is one and a half years old, is being held in the nurse's arms. He is chewing his little mouth, eating a piece of candy, looking around with his swollen black eyes, giggling from time to time, calling Aniang, Age.
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Neither his mother nor his eldest brother bothered to talk to him. The only four-year-old Hua Niang ran over and pinched his cheek, pretending to grab the candy. The little guy smacked his mouth vigorously and turned his face away, making it look like a bulging bun.
"lady--"
As soon as Jia Yan saw his relatives in front of the mansion, his fatigue immediately disappeared. His eyes seemed to have navigated and he looked directly at his youngest son.
"Let's go home!"
The aunt has become rich again, the eldest son has become taller, and the daughter has become cute and cute. Only the younger son is the most beloved by him.
With that said, he took the child directly from the wet nurse and returned home with a smile on his face.
Carloads of Northeastern specialties made Jia Zhang extremely happy. Whether it was ginseng, deer antlers or animal skins, they were all popular in Beijing.
But the most important thing is the title.
As she spoke, she opened her eyes wide and looked at her husband.
"I guess it's stable."
When Jia Yan saw his appearance, he felt a little guilty and said: "This time, I originally thought of catching that little Jiannu directly and going straight to Huanglong. Who knows, that bitch ran away again and disappeared in the vast snowfield."
"But I have defeated several tribes. Together with last year's, I should be able to be promoted to earl."
"Alas!" Mrs. Jia Zhang sighed and said unintentionally: "I don't expect any title. I just wish you could come back in a thoughtful manner."
Jia Yan could only raise his eyebrows and looked at his eldest son: "Gouzi, has your knowledge improved recently?"
"Dad, my child can memorize the Thousand-Character Essay..."
Jia Daihua felt as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, his mouth was filled with bitterness.
"You've been going to the Martial Arts Hall for a year, right?"
Seeing his wife's attention diverted, Jia Yan unconsciously patted the table with his right hand, concerned about his studies: "How's it going?"
"Although the child's knowledge is not very good, he is very good at martial arts and has made further progress. The teacher said that he will definitely become a general in the future."
Jia Dai danced with his eyebrows dancing.
"Not bad, I also know how to use idioms."
Jia Yan could only praise him, and then looked at his cheap eldest son.
Now he is sixteen years old, lively and active, five feet six inches (one meter seven) tall. Although he is not handsome, he is also a handsome and powerful military commander.
He glanced at his palms and saw that they were all covered with calluses. This was true, he was doing it with good intentions.
"My father has made a promise to you."
"ah?"
Before Jia Daihua could react, Jia Zhang was inexplicably surprised. She looked at Jia Yan and asked puzzledly: "The master is in Liaodong, so he has a marriage match for him?"
"Our family's family background is at least an earl, right?"