Chapter 763 No Braids Are Refugees, Braids Are Good Citizens
In fact, Jia Liu hated formalism the most.
But that was before he became an official.
It was only when he became an official, a high-ranking official, that he realized that formalism was indispensable for a country to develop.
Because one of the biggest benefits of formalism is that it allows officials to do a good job in superficial matters. If the officials are unwilling to even do superficial things, it will be a real disaster for the people.
Another benefit of formalism is that it can effectively form a routine in a short period of time, making it easier for latecomers to learn and follow up.
If Jia Liu wants to govern the country, he cannot do without the bureaucracy.
How can we make the bureaucratic team always follow his footsteps and act according to his instructions?
This requires formalism.
What goes above and what works below, the logic is that simple.
For example, if Jia Liu wants to develop industry and engage in trade, then the officials below will definitely spare no effort to develop in these two directions.
Because this determines whether they can go further.
It doesn't matter whether they understand it or not.
What matters is that the people above like it.
To make it simpler, for example, if an official from the government wants to go to the county for inspection, the county will arrange for people to greet the merchants along the street two days in advance and tell them to clean up their doorways.
As for the merchants, they are happy to cooperate. After all, everyone wants a clean and comfortable living and business environment.
During these two days, the county will also specially arrange personnel to work as sweepers in the streets and alleys to ensure that there is no garbage in the market.
So, is this formalism good or bad?
The answer is really hard to say.
Before he became the General King, Jia Liu would have scolded this phenomenon, but after becoming a senior leader, he felt that there was a certain reason for this phenomenon.
In fact, just like the height a person stands determines the scenery he can see.
Of course, Jia Liu knew that allowing formalism to spread and develop would cause more serious harm than bureaucracy.
The problem is that he currently does not have a capable and truly progressive team of cadres to implement his ideas.
The so-called Gongjinhui is essentially a collection of corrupt officials.
If you point out that it will be easy to usurp the Qing Dynasty by pointing out that the Gongjin Association will develop China into a great power and allow the people to live a good life, then you are really overestimating the Gongjin Association.
A mixed bag of fish and dragons, a mixed bag of fish and dragons, is the perfect word to describe the meeting of progressing together.
But Jia Liu now still has to rely on the existing civil service system to get things done, and rely on joint meetings to realize the plan in his mind.
Then, it is necessary for this formalism to exist.
Because formalism has one of the most important roots - leadership preferences.
For this reason, Jia Liu could only let himself become the existence he once scolded.
This is also a kind of political wisdom.
In order for tomorrow to be better, he could only endure the pain and be stricter with himself.
"When the sun comes out, I climb the hillside. When I reach the top of the mountain, I want to sing. The song floats to my sister, who laughs after hearing it."
At the pool where Li Taibai was bathing, Jia Liu couldn't help but recite a few words, which shocked all the civil and military officials who came with him to look at him with admiration. They all praised the prince not only for his ability in both civil and military affairs, but also for his wisdom and courage. He was truly an unparalleled hero.
The way many people looked at the prince changed.
The kind that is exaggerated yet tinged with sincerity.
"If I hadn't known that you were flattering me, I almost thought I could beat Li Taibai."
Jia Liu was very self-aware. His literary talents were definitely not comparable to those of Li Bai and Du Fu, but he could still be compared to those of the Fourth Japs.
If the quantity falls short, the quality will certainly not fall behind.
As for the four-character poem just now, it’s also at the second place level.
He casually took out a hard-boiled egg from his pocket and bumped it against the stone. As soon as he turned the egg in his hand, the shell fell to the ground. As he was about to put the egg into his mouth, his hand slipped and the egg fell to the ground.
He rolled several feet down the steps.
Of course, this was not a plot designed by Jia Liu, but a real mistake.
However, what everyone didn't expect was that the prince actually jumped to the egg with his hands and feet like a rabbit, picked it up, blew the dust on it, and bit into it without caring at all.
"Your Majesty!"
The civil and military officials who accompanied him looked at each other, and they were all confused by the move of calling him "Prince."
"Just wipe it off if it's dirty. It's not that you can't eat it. What's the point of throwing it away? What we eat and drink now is the people's fat and the people's blood. It's the blood and sweat of the people. Take this little egg as an example. Do you know how many people there are?
I can’t afford these eggs! Therefore, we must not waste them. Waste is a crime against the people!”
After finishing speaking, Jia Liu turned to ask Lai Xiucai, the deputy leader of the "Qing Daily" reporting team who was accompanying the army, if he had written it down. After receiving a positive reply, he swallowed the egg with satisfaction.
As a result, I almost choked. I drank a few mouthfuls of Maotai before the egg went into my stomach.
I saw a huge rock on the left that could be climbed up to see the distance, so I couldn't help but get excited and try to climb it.
As a result, after climbing several times, I never climbed up. Instead, I was panting from exhaustion. I patted my protruding belly angrily, warning myself that I could no longer eat and drink recklessly, or else I might become the first person in history to do so.
The emperor who died after three highs.
And with his current physique, if anything happens, it would be difficult for him to go up into the mountains and fight guerrillas.
Don't end up in the deep mountains and old forests unable to bear it and run down the mountain to steal the chickens from fellow villagers and have someone catch you. That would be a huge disgrace.
In the end, Baozhu asked two people to build a ladder for the prince to climb up.
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains at a glance!"
Standing on the boulder and letting the cold wind blow in his mind, Jia Liu felt that he was integrated with nature. The scenery in front of him was so beautiful, the white clouds in the sky were so white, and the earth under his feet was so solid.
It was as if everything in the Qing Dynasty was in his heart, as if the future of the world was in his hands.
After a long time, I asked the people below: "Where is Zhongxiang City located?"
Baozhu quickly looked at the map, drew it with a compass pen, asked the two guides accompanying him, then pointed to a direction and affirmed: "Your Majesty, this direction!"
"oh?"
Jia Liu bent down and took the telescope from Baozhu under the stone, squatted on the ground and looked seriously in the direction of Zhong Xiang.
However, except for the white snow in front of me, I couldn't see anything.
But this did not stop him from continuing to squat there and look carefully into the distance, changing his position from time to time, with a solemn look on his face.
Ding Qing was so surprised that he couldn't help but ask the prince weakly what he saw.
Jia Liu had a deep look on his face: "What I see is hope, the hope of victory!"
"oh?"
Ding Qing and others looked in the direction of Zhongxiang City, but could not see anything.
"If you can see it, what do you want me to do?"
Jia Liu calculated that the time was almost up, so he put down his telescope and jumped off the boulder. As soon as he landed, the good news came - Zhong Xiang changed his flag.
"Look, this is the hope that this king is talking about!"
Jia Liuda was overjoyed. He was not only happy to win Zhongxiang City, but also to receive nearly 10,000 elite soldiers, thus opening the road to victory in Wuchang.
At that moment, Lu Bo's honor guard was ordered to march towards Zhongxiang City, and his second cousin Ursi Balan, the minister in charge of the left wing, led the white flag guard to take over Zhongxiang City first.
When we arrived at the city gate, we saw that the city gate was open, and all the Xinghan military flags that were flying on the city were replaced by the dragon flags of the Qing Dynasty.
Wang Daji, Gu Sitong and other generals of the Han army came out of the city and knelt down to welcome General Fuyuan of the Qing Dynasty and Prince He Shuorui.
This group of people surrendered relatively simply. They had already shaved off their long hair, leaving them all bald with a braid hanging from the back.
Jia Liu frowned on the horse and said nothing.
Soon, the head of the thief general Qiu Ba was presented in the box.
Jia Liu did not open it, but only asked Ji Yun about the details of Qiu Ba's death, and then sighed: "I will not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."
Then he pondered for a moment and ordered: "Sew Qiu Ba's head to the body, wrap it in fine yellow silk, bury it, find a place with better feng shui outside the city to bury it, and set up a tombstone for Qiu Ba."
After hearing this, all the kneeling generals were a little uneasy, wondering what Prince Rui meant by this.
Jia Liu didn't say anything else, and motioned to his left and right to follow him into the city.
As soon as we arrived at the city gate, our second cousin Ursi Balan came over and said that many people in the city had cut off their braids. According to Qing law, cutting off braids was tantamount to rebellion, so he asked his cousin if he should deal with the people in the city in accordance with the law.
"Don't massacre the city!"
Ji Yun was shocked when he heard this, because if this happened, the people in Zhongxiang City would probably be gone.
"Those without pigtails are refugees, and those with pigtails are good citizens. They are all citizens of the Qing Dynasty and should not be killed indiscriminately."
Jia Liu would not agree to his second cousin's killing spree. Firstly, why should the people suffer the pain of swords and necks? Secondly, Zhongxiang's massacre of the city will inevitably make other cities stubbornly resist, making it difficult to recover.
Ursi Balan wanted to massacre the city to stimulate the Green Camp soldiers of the Eight Banners to be aggressive. After all, in the early days of the Republic of China, the Qing Dynasty was able to gain control of the Han people by massacre of the city. This made the returning Ming army not only have high morale, but also become more loyal.
Although Zhongxiang City has been successfully recaptured, it does not rely on actual skills, but relies on instigating the rebel defenders, which has not significantly improved the morale of the army. Therefore, it is necessary to massacre the city in Zhongxiang, at least to prevent those cities that have surrendered to the rebels from closing.
The door is blocked.
Jia Liu still disagreed with his second cousin's suggestion. Fortunately, Interior Minister Niulun Bao and Zheng Dajin, who came from Hubei to appease the city, also firmly refused to massacre the city. Ursi Balan saw that his proposal was not supported, so he didn't mention it.
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After entering the city, Jia Liu came to Zhizhou Yamen and asked Wang Daji and others if Qiu Ba was killed here. After receiving a positive answer, his face became gloomy and he stared at the blood stains on the ground that had not been completely wiped off.
Just when all the surrendering generals were feeling uneasy, they heard the hearty laughter of Prince Qingrui, and then gave an order, and silver boxes were brought in one after another.
A full thirty thousand taels of silver.
Jia Liu did not break his promise and fully fulfilled his promise.
Wang Daji was awarded the title of registered commander-in-chief, and Gu Sitong was appointed as the registered deputy general. The Third Army of the original Xinghan Army was established and transferred to Hubei Green Camp. All officers and soldiers from the commander-in-chief and below were rewarded with five taels of silver and three pounds of pork.
He also issued an encyclical from the general to the four directions: from now on, all officers and soldiers who come to surrender will be rewarded; anyone who surrenders without being defeated in battle will not be rewarded.
He also ordered posters to be widely posted in various places to appease the common people and gentry in the areas controlled by the rebels, saying that the Qing soldiers would not commit any crimes until the autumn, and would never punish the common people for having braids or braids.
He also asked Wang Daji and other surrendered generals to mobilize subordinates in the central army to write letters to familiar relatives, friends and neighbors, asking them to come back on their own initiative, and even if they did not return, they should take the initiative to disperse and return home.
The imperial court will never settle accounts later.
In the face of such a large-scale political offensive, a large number of Xinghan Army soldiers from various places came to surrender. At one time, as many as ten states and counties collectively changed their banners to welcome the Qing soldiers, which instantly shook the foundation of the Xinghan Army's rule in Hubei.
After Chen Huizu, the governor of Huguang who surrendered to the Han Dynasty army before, heard about Prince Rui's move, he couldn't help but said to his attendants: "If we don't kill Prince Rui, we may not have a burial place."