Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 785 Space and Direction

"Land annexation, a world problem."

Putting down the memorabilia in his hand, Zhu Yixi stood up directly, took a sip of strong tea, and his spirit was shaken.

The fine rain outside the window, left from the edge of the window, flows among the flowers, nourishing this group of eye-catching color creatures.

As he lived in the Forbidden City longer, he felt a bit disgusted with the cold and magnificent brick and wood palaces, and the number of flowers, plants and trees in the small courtyard also unknowingly increased.

This is the thoughtfulness of the eunuchs.

The rain was beating on the tiles, and the house was quiet, except for the sound coming through the windows.

And this sound is extraordinarily comfortable.

"Land annexation is human nature, just like buying a house in later generations. People naturally think that the more the better, otherwise why is it called rent collection?"

Zhu Yixi's thoughts also drifted away.

Looking at ancient and modern times, in his thinking, in the feudal era, there were about three ways to solve land annexation.

The worst policy is to limit population growth.

Regardless of whether this policy is bad or not, its execution alone can kill people. If the feudal era can really be implemented, how can it not solve the land problem, just choose a policy directly.

The middle strategy is the land equalization system and public ownership of land, but to be honest, it still depends on the execution. The Tang Dynasty implemented it for only 30 years, and it almost collapsed in the Gaozong period.

Everyone will have selfishness, land acquisition will proceed slowly, and then reach the peak.

Moreover, even if the implementation is good, in this case, as the population increases, the land will become more and more scarce, and the standard of living will plummet, so rebellion will be logical.

The best strategy, of course, is to open up territory, make more land for the population, the army and the people will occupy the frontiers, and let the wilderness become Han territory, so that the rule can be stabilized.

Of course, if we enter the industrial age, factories will be able to accommodate a large number of workers, and these three feudal strategies cannot be compared.

"Why suppress land annexation? It's nothing more than making the dynasty last longer and prospering for more time."

In this way, Zhu Yixi wrote down the word prosperity on the paper.

After figuring out the direction and purpose, Zhu Yixi's plan for the next few years is naturally clear at a glance.

Expand the territory and migrate the people to the border.

To the west are the Western Regions and Qinghai-Tibet; to the north are the Khalkha Mongolian tribes.

As for the east side?North Korea and Japan are barren places. They can only support agents, but they simply cannot accommodate many immigrants.

In terms of mining, it can't compare to Siberia.

The land is not as fertile as the Indochina Peninsula.

They can't be slaughtered, let's make room?

The Indochina Peninsula and various archipelagos in the south have become the best living space.

The aborigines were killed by the West and left on their backs. The population is sparsely populated and they are suitable for immigration.

What's more, to deal with malaria, I also asked people to plant golden rooster banna trees, and most of the obstacles to going south were gone.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yixi admired those who wrote historical novels. How could they occupy South Asia before anti-malarial drugs?

If this problem is not resolved, everything else will be in vain, nothing more.

Similarly, if you want to solve the cold in the north, the heating problem is inevitable.

The kang and briquettes are naturally the material basis.

And it just so happens that the north is rich in coal mines, which is great.

"Although this kind of land exchange will solve the symptoms but not the root cause, the development of Liaodong will at least be able to feed tens of millions of people, and the people of the world will benefit for decades!"

It's not bad to live a good life for decades!
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After returning to the capital, Jia Yan felt uncomfortable for a while.

The bustling streets, the dazzling array of shops, and the pedestrians speaking various local dialects are simply dizzying.

This and the desolation of Liaodong, where there is no human habitation for a hundred miles, are simply two extremes.

After the armor was removed from the army, Jia Yan and his own soldiers dragged the seized carts and carts brought from Liaodong, and borrowed more than a dozen cars before taking them home.

The four wives watched eagerly.

His wife, Jia Zhangshi, his eldest son, Jia Daihua, and his eldest daughter, Hua Niang, stood in a row and kept watching at the door.

As for his youngest son, who was held in the arms of the nanny, Jia Daishan, one and a half years old, pouted his mouth, ate a piece of candy, stared around with his dripping black eyes, smirked from time to time, and called aunt, brother.

Neither the mother nor the eldest brother bothered to talk to him, only the four-year-old Hua Niang ran over and pinched his cheek, making a gesture to grab the candy.

"lady--"

As soon as Jia Yan saw his relatives in front of the mansion, the tiredness on his body disappeared, and his eyes seemed to navigate, looking directly at his youngest son.

"Go, go home!"

The mother-in-law has become rich again, the eldest son is taller, and the daughter is also cute and cute, and only the younger son is the most attractive to him.

As he spoke, he took the child directly from the nanny, and then returned home with a smile on his face.

Jiazhang was overjoyed by the loads of northeast specialties. Whether it was ginseng antler or animal skins, they were all very popular in Beijing.

But the most important thing is the title.

As she spoke, she widened her eyes 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 wanted to catch that little Jiannu directly and attack Huanglong, but who knew that dog ran away again, and disappeared in the vast snowfield."

"However, I have broken several tribes. If I make up with last year's one, I should be able to be promoted to Earl."

"Alas!" Mrs. Jia Zhang sighed, and her words didn't match her heart: "I don't expect any title, as long as you come back in a comprehensive manner."

Jia Yan could only raise his brows, and looked at the eldest son: "God, has your knowledge improved recently?"

"Father, my son will memorize the thousand-character prose..."

At this time Jia Daihua felt as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, his mouth was full of bitterness.

"Have you been to Yanwu Hall for a year?"

Seeing his wife's attention diverted, Jia Yan patted the table with his right hand unconsciously, concerned about his studies: "What's the matter?"

"Although the child's knowledge is not very good, he is like a fish in water in martial arts, and he is making great progress. The teacher said that he will definitely be a great general in the future."

Jia Dai said happily.

"That's right, I know how to use idioms."

Jia Yan could only praise him, and looked at his cheap eldest son again.

Now at the age of 16 years old, he is alive and kicking, with a height of five feet six inches (1.7 meters). Although he is not handsome, he is also a good-looking military general.

Glancing at the palm, it was full of calluses, which was not wrong, it was a thoughtful one.

"I told you about a marriage for my father."

"what?"

Before Jia Daihua could react, Jia Zhang was inexplicably astonished. She looked at Jia Yan, puzzled, and said, "Master is in Liaodong, so you gave him a marriage?"

"Our family is at least an earl, right?"

(End of this chapter)