Chapter 420 Northland Production and Construction Corps
"You don't need to take care of the border troops from now on."
Song Yang's words made Fu Yuming fall to the bottom.
The mood was as ups and downs as riding a roller coaster.
I originally thought that Song Yang would not care anymore and he could land safely.
Unexpectedly, Song Yang refused to let him return to the border army.
Is this going to be liquidated?
Fu Yuming hurriedly looked at Mao Ping and the others, hoping that the three of them would give him a word.
Mao Ping and the other two people looked at Fu Yuming with their eyes and nose, and paid no attention to Fu Yuming.
Fu Yuming and the three of them had known each other since childhood. Besides, Fu Yuming had offended Song Yang before, but the three of them had not.
Fu Yuming couldn't find any foreign aid, and his face was ashen.
Just when he was about to collapse to the ground.
Song Yang added: "Fu Yuming. I discussed it with the old master and decided to entrust you with an important task. There is a new department that you need to take the lead in."
"Since you said you were guilty, I hope you can make up for your mistakes and do a good job in your new career."
Song Yang's words straightened Fu Yuming's small figure again.
Fu Yuming listened to Song Yang's words without daring to breathe, and asked tremblingly: "Your Majesty, just give me your orders! I'll do whatever I want to do, even if I'm in a humble position.
Fu Yuming felt that his life was saved, but he didn't think Song Yang would let him go easily.
He only thought that the so-called new department was also tormenting him.
At this time, the old master stepped forward and said to Yu Ming: "Boy, the prince asked you to be the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. This is a good job. You are still not grateful!"
"Newspaper... newspaper editor?" Fu Yuming was stunned and had never heard of this position.
"It's roughly equivalent to some of the errands of the Ministry of Rites, mainly writing articles!" the old master explained casually.
Fu Yuming was happy now. He touched his face with runny nose and tears and said, "Your Majesty, you are so kind! Thank you so much, Your Majesty, for your appreciation!"
Being able to move from the border army to the Ministry of Rites is equivalent to getting closer to the central government. This is indeed good news for Fu Yuming, who was originally a civil servant.
"Okay! It's not appropriate to be shirtless in front of the prince. Hurry up and put on your clothes. You can go down and wait. I'll wait for you to find the specific matters!" The old master waved his hand and drove people away for Song Yang.
Fu Yuming hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him before walking backwards and leaving the inner courtyard.
Although he no longer had the position of border army, Fu Yuming began to feel very happy in his heart.
Not only dodged a disaster, but also returned to the center, this is a good thing!
After leaving the inner courtyard, Fu Yuming shivered.
"Oh!"
"hiss!"
After sneezing, the thorn tree on his back pierced deeply again, causing Fu Yuming to grit his teeth in pain.
He was so anxious that he hurriedly picked it off.
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After Fu Yuming left, Song Yang turned around and went back to the house.
The old master followed closely behind.
Yu Ming waved to Mao Ping and the others and followed them in.
Mao Ping and the others hurriedly made an invitation gesture to Liu Huairen.
Although Yu Ming let them in, Liu Huairen was also a high-ranking official, and newcomers like them could not afford to offend anyone.
Liu Huairen nodded slightly, smiled and walked into the house without being polite.
Mao Ping and the other three finally followed in.
Song Yang took the main seat, and everyone else took their seats.
Mao Ping and the other three could only stand.
The three of them clasped their fists together and said:
"Your Majesty, the three of us are really guilty! What Fu Yuming said just now is right. After the natural disaster, the three of us were indeed incompetent in our duties."
Fu Yuming had expressed his stance just now. The three of them did not need to apologize, but they still had to have an attitude.
Song Yang waved his hand and said: "I said before, the past is the past. It's not too late for you three to wake up in time."
"Your Majesty, please be kind!" the three of them said in unison.
They think so from the bottom of their hearts.
They see how powerful the Renaissance Army is, so how can they be forgiven if they forgive them?
"The frontier army will still be in the Northland from now on, and you three will still stay in the frontier army. Fu Yuming's people should be divided equally between the three of you."
Song Yang opened his mouth and divided Fu Yuming's people equally.
The three of them hurriedly wanted to express their thanks, and Song Yang waved his hand and continued: "The original purpose of the border army was to intimidate and guard. The northern region is mostly populated by nomadic peoples. Tribes such as Turks and Uighurs often have conflicts and frictions with the border people. There are border troops stationed in Jiuyuan to guard the north.
The earth will not be in disorder."
"But the world has changed now. There are fewer border residents in the North, and there are also fewer nomads. The world is broken, and there won't be any tribal troubles in a short time. You should feel this."
Mao Ping and the other three nodded hurriedly: "What the prince said is that after the natural disaster, the per capita pastures of the nomadic peoples were much larger, and they would hardly go south to plunder."
"The border residents also have plenty of arable land. They can grow whatever they want to eat, and there won't be any fights over water or land."
After the natural disaster, people are gone, so of course friction is gone.
"Well. The world has changed, so the responsibilities of the border troops have also changed." Song Yang nodded and said.
Song Yang's words made Mao Ping and the others feel anxious.
The three of them are different from Fu Yuming.
Fu Yuming only joined the frontier army from the natural disaster side and had almost no foundation.
The people in his hands were basically all assigned to him by the general of the border army.
Mao Ping and the other two men were in the Border Army, and their forces were deeply entangled in the Northern Territory of the Border Army.
If Song Yang transfers them, it will have a great impact on the power of the three of them.
"The responsibilities of the border troops should be changed from deterrence to production and construction."
When the three of them were feeling uneasy, Song Yang continued to speak.
The three of them were stunned for a moment, all with doubts on their faces. Production and construction? Then they don't need to be transferred?
"Now the Northland is desolate and sparsely populated. If the border troops move south, the Northland will become an unowned land. Over time, nomadic people will inevitably occupy the Northland."
"So from the perspective of territorial integrity, the border troops must be retained."
"But now the world has changed, so the border army has to restructure!"
"The king plans to change the border army into the Northland Production and Construction Corps. In addition to daily defense, it will also shoulder agricultural production, urban construction and other responsibilities."
"The Northland cannot continue to be desolate. This requires the border troops to take matters into their own hands, carry forward the spirit of pioneering and innovation, and build up the Northland!"
Song Yang talked about the arrangements of the border army.
Mao Ping and the other three sounded a little puzzled.
The production and construction corps had never been established before.
"Your Majesty, is the army still an army over there?"
"Both the army and the people!"
"What about the border residents in the North? How are they managed in the prefectures and counties of the North?"
"The local civil administration remains unchanged and is still managed by the original state and provincial governments. After the natural disaster, there are many unowned and desolate lands in the North. Your task is to develop and construct these unowned and desolate lands!"
"We must establish corps-organized villages and towns in these vacant areas and spread out the border troops. We must take root in the North and survive!"
Song Yang said with great certainty.
Mao Ping and the others probably understood this time that they wanted to completely integrate the border troops into the Northland.
Turn the army into the people, and turn the army into the people.
Through the expansion of military structures, the Northland can be developed quickly.
"Your Majesty! I will definitely live up to your Majesty's entrustment in my humble position!"
"In this humble position, I will do my best to build the Northland!"
"With this humble position, I will surely be able to run the Northland Production and Construction Corps well!"
The three of them expressed their opinions.
They have already figured out that if the border army is transformed into a corps, the power of the three of them will be much greater.
This is somewhat similar to Jiedushi, who is in charge of both production and military training.
Complete leadership with real power.
Seeing the three people expressing their opinions, Song Yang nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Well, that's right. I also believe that you can do a good job. However, the Production and Construction Corps has to take care of civil affairs after all. The three of you have been in the army for a long time and lack experience. I will send some officials to assist you."
Mao Ping and the others knew that it was Song Yang who sent them the check and balance.
But they were not unhappy at all. Instead, they breathed a sigh of relief.
If Song Yang ignores them, they will only become more panicked. If things go wrong, Song Yang can punish them at any time.
Now Song Yang sent people here, which actually made them feel at ease.