"If Yang Ziqian had known about the situation of the war, he would have waited a few more days, and then he would have returned directly from Shenyang to Korea without having to cross the ocean."
Yang Lin was very proud and joked with his subordinates.
"This war has been planned by me for a long time. I have been working hard in planning and preparation for the past ten years, but this is nothing more than this."
Zhang An wittily complimented him and said: "Young Zai is a wise man, but the North is a strong prisoner."
Looking at the triumphant Yang Lin, Zhang An admired him from the bottom of his heart. Since ancient times, the so-called prosperous times have meant that people would not die of hunger.
After Yang Shaozai came to power, what he did was actually, if you look carefully, not much time was spent on military affairs.
He has been concentrating on flood control, new policies, road construction... introducing dairy cows, mutton sheep, and horses, and opening up the southeast and northwest trade routes.
Abolish corvee, encourage childbirth, popularize culture and education...
Since ancient times, it is not uncommon for heroes to have great talents in martial arts and attack the Xiongnu, Wuhuan, Turks, etc. from the north.
However, it was actually unprecedented for the people to not only have enough to eat, provide for their elders, and have someone to support their children, but also began to read, read, and eat meat and milk.
He looked sideways and saw that this young master was not calm at all, even a little frivolous. His reputation was mixed.
If Yang Shaozai wants to ascend to the throne, I, Zhang An, will have no choice but to wave the banner and shout for success. Instead of seeking promotion and making a fortune, I only want to follow him and witness an unprecedented prosperous age.
This type of pragmatic officials almost all have this mentality. They all say that during the reign of Emperor Daojun, flowers were blooming and brocade was burning, and fire was cooking oil. It was a prosperous age.
But that prosperous age was only in Bianliang city, and only benefited the monarchs, ministers and scholar-bureaucrats.
That is not the case now, the whole world is in a state of joy.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Lin thought he was embarrassed to speak, so he stood up, wiped his face casually, picked up the bowl and chopsticks to drink porridge. At the same time, he asked: "Coming here early in the morning is probably not a good thing, according to me Seems like it’s either money or people.”
Zhang An came out of his thoughts and said with a smile: "How can I say that Shao Zai is like a god? I can't hide anything from you, hehe. This Changchun Prefecture is really a treasure land. Thousands of miles of fertile fields are full of fertile fields. Sow the seeds. The harvest will be abundant, especially if there is abundant rain and few pests and diseases. Therefore, I sincerely petition the imperial court to issue an eviction order."
"If Changchun and Shenyang can be built, wouldn't it be like adding a big province? There will also be an additional screen."
Yang Lin put down the porridge and sighed: "How can I not understand this truth? But we Han people are very particular about returning fallen leaves to their roots. It is not easy to let people leave their hometowns."
Zhang An stepped forward and said, "If my subordinates don't have any ideas, how dare they come to see Shaozai? I think this matter will have to fall into the hands of the Department of Culture and Education."
"Secretary of Culture and Education?" Yang Lin asked puzzledly.
"Wow, the Secretary of Culture and Education controls the Di Bao. He can publicize the benefits of this place in the Di Bao. It is not as exaggerated as saying that there is gold all over the place, but it is said that the paddy fields are fertile, the climate is suitable, and the people in the pass are not willing to move. There is another point. I am just afraid that this place is the land of the Northern Barbarians, and if a foreign race rises, I am afraid that I will be the first to bear the brunt."
"If this is the case, we should announce in the newspaper that there are no more Tartars in the north, so that the people can rest assured."
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't this deceiving people?"
Zhang An shook his head and said: "No, no, this is a slight modification, and the intention is good, which is very different from fraud."
Yang Lin was tempted. This was a good idea. No matter how fanciful the policy was, it was not as good as bragging to confuse people.
He then thought about it, no one in the North was willing to come, and the last point Zhang An said did make sense.
Everyone is worried that there will be a new alien race rising, which will be very difficult for the border people.
You must know that in every dynasty, the border people suffer the most.
What they faced were Tatars who had no humanity at all and came just to kill and rob.
Whether they are Xiongnu, Wuhuan, Turks, Khitans, Jurchens, or Mongols, their essence is the same, they are a group of bandits who kill without batting an eye and are extremely destructive.
Even if it is a prosperous dynasty, it is difficult to put an end to this behavior of robbing grass and grain, because they cannot survive without robbing.
People are starving to death, so why do you care what the consequences are? First grab it and survive.
If we want to dispel the common people's doubts, it is not enough to brag about it in newspapers and publicize it in the Department of Culture and Education.
At this moment, Yang Lin had the idea of moving the capital to Youyan.
I wonder if the later Ming Dynasty had the same idea after their five expeditions to Mobei and six expeditions to Mongolia.
Seeing that he was silent, Zhang An thought he was thinking about how to arrange the affairs of the Department of Culture and Education, but he didn't know that the man in front of him had already made up his mind to move the capital here.
If Zhang An knew about it, he would probably be so excited that he couldn't sleep for three days. Is the border land of Hebei finally going to turn around?
Yang Lin gave the order, and the imperial court naturally followed the instructions. The Department of Culture and Education quickly started a series of propaganda aimed at the people migrating outside the customs.
First, Li Qingzhao and other great writers from the Department of Culture and Education were organized to travel outside the customs at public expense and write poems, lyrics, and splendid articles.
Then every issue of Di Bao has a special section that praises Changchun Prefecture and Shenyang Prefecture, describing this place as fascinating.
Yang Lin held it in his hands and read several issues. If he hadn't seen the desolation and wildness all over the place as soon as he raised his eyes, he would have believed it.
Immediately afterwards, Zhongshu issued a corresponding decree that all those who left the customs to reclaim wasteland would be exempted from taxes for three years. And after arriving, the court would give the family rations for half a year, so that you could concentrate on settling down, building a house, and settling here.
Many people finally couldn't bear it anymore and traveled together with their families. In many counties with barren land, neighbors teamed up with each other and headed north together.
The imperial court came up with another idea and mobilized the Xiu Tower to mobilize the carriages and horses from various prefectures along the way to transport the people.
It was already approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Northland was gradually getting colder, but the three-pronged army was still advancing slowly.
Along the way, they didn't care about the target of each city or place, but relied on the spaceship and telescope to detect the enemy's situation.
Specially go to places where there are Jurchen soldiers and horses, with the main purpose of eradicating the Jurchen troops.
The Jurchens are just those people, kill one and lose one...
With this kind of fighting style, there is nothing that can be done to defeat A Gu, a powerful hero of a generation.
In the face of absolute strength, the prowess of an individual soldier and the bravery of a general lose their meaning.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Song army approached the ancient city of Daru.
The ancient city of Daru is a blessed place for Jurchens. In the Battle of the ancient city of Daru, Wanyan Aguda defeated Khitan's 200,000 cavalry and 70,000 infantry here.
At that time, Wanyan Lou's family was high-spirited and fell into the Liao formation nine times. Wanyan Zongxiong defeated the left wing of the Liao army. The Liao army was in chaos. Wanyan Zongxiong seized the opportunity and attacked the right army of the Liao army. The Liao army retreated and entered the city to protect themselves. At dawn the next day, the Liao army was in chaos. The army broke through and fled north. The Jin army marched north to Aluogang, wiped out all the infantry of the Liao army, and then reorganized.
It was after this battle that the Liao people no longer had the courage to become enemies of the Jurchens, so they surrendered one after another.
Now there is another army of hundreds of thousands, surrounding them in the ancient city of Daru.