Ming Zuo

Chapter 783
"Commander, everyone can't figure it out. Fengyang was occupied by us after a lot of effort. Why should we return it to the court?"

Regarding Zuo Menggeng's idea of ​​returning Fengyang, the Xinjun has a lot of opinions.

Generals from all walks of life found Huang Sanhu to complain, and Huang Sanhu responded to Zuo Menggeng.

Zuo Menggeng still cared about the morale of the people below.

"Fengyang can't occupy it!"

He said earnestly and earnestly: "Fengyang is the central capital of Ming Dynasty and Zhu Yuanzhang's hometown. If we occupy it and don't return it, the imperial court will fight desperately. At that time, the imperial court will leave the Jurchens in the northeast and the bandits in the northwest and concentrate on fighting us. Wouldn't it be cheaper for others?"

The truth is such a truth, and it is easy to explain.

Huang Sanhu was stunned, and there was no longer any grievance.

"If I had known this earlier, I would have stopped beating Fengyang in the first place."

Zuo Menggeng laughed.

"If you don't take Fengyang, how can you negotiate terms with the imperial court? It is precisely because Fengyang is in our hands that we can reap the benefits."

Hong Chengchou went back.

Zuo Menggeng gave the conditions for returning Fengyang. He couldn't make the decision alone, and needed to discuss it with the imperial envoy.

When he returned to Guide Mansion, Qian Shisheng and others happened to arrive.

"This is Zuo Menggeng's condition, how to make a decision, please adults make up your mind."

Hong Chengchou has finished his hard work, and there is nothing more to do with him.

If Qian Shisheng and the others can agree to the conditions given by Zuo Menggeng, then nothing will happen; if they can't agree, then the outcome will be seen on the battlefield.

At worst, a corpse wrapped in horse leather, but he, Hong Chengchou, is not afraid of life and death.

Faced with Zuo Menggeng's conditions, Qian Shisheng and others hesitated.

Although everyone had a certain amount of psychological preparation before coming here, they knew that the Lianghuai area would not be kept.

But when it came time to make a decision, these people made their old mistakes again.

No one wants to take responsibility.

Whoever agrees to Zuo Menggeng's conditions may be turned over in the future, and his head will be lost at that time.

But the trouble is also here.

If you disagree, no one dares to say it.

Because if you disagree, you will go to war with Shandong.

It's fine if you win, but if you lose, you still can't keep your head.

What's more, everyone is clear, and they basically don't have any hope of winning.

Otherwise, it would not imply that Hong Chengchou went to talk to Zuo Menggeng.

Seeing the virtues of this group of civil servants, they raised their spirits and kept going.

"My lords, let's talk about it, we can't afford it!"

On the way they came, they received orders urged by Chongzhen Wudao.

The anxious emperor wished that they would fly to Fengyang one day and take back their hometown.

Almost a month has passed now, if they haven't acted, maybe the next time they come will be the imperial decree of Chongzhen's punishment.

Qian Shisheng let out a long sigh, and came up with a very fair solution.

"Everyone has any thoughts, let's write them anonymously."

Everyone present, one person, one vote.It's talking or fighting, and each expresses his own views.In the end, the minority obeys the majority, which is very reasonable.

Even if the matter is exposed in the end, because no one can claim it, all the blame will be shared by the big guys.

At that time, everyone's background will be intricate and complex, and with mutual help, the law will not punish the public, and there is hope of getting rid of the crime.

It's impossible for these officials of Ming Dynasty to expect them to do anything to turn the tide.But if they shirk their responsibilities, all of them are at the level of masters.

Fengyang is still waiting for the court's reply.

However, Zuo Menggeng judged that the court had no other choice, and could only agree to his conditions in the end.

That being the case, some things can be done ahead.

"This Huangjue Temple has wantonly exploited the people and the people, and must have accumulated countless wealth. I entrust you with a task to squeeze out all the property in the temple."

Zuo Menggeng handed over this task to the Lianghuai Division of the Ministry of Intelligence.

Zheng Jiada has just completed the transaction with Li Zicheng, which has brought huge benefits to Shandong.

At this time, I heard that I was going to make money again, and I was dealing with an unarmed monk, so I was really enthusiastic.

"Our Lianghuai Division has limited manpower. If the commander-in-chief can transfer a battalion to assist, his subordinates will be able to squeeze out all the oil from these monks."

Zuo Menggeng laughed loudly, he still trusted the methods of the Ministry of Intelligence.

Zheng Jiada was supported by a battalion of soldiers, and rushed into Huangjue Temple like a demon king.

The gate of the temple is closed, looking from the outside, the inside is peaceful and harmonious.As for how miserable those monks are, I really can't bear to speak humanely to outsiders.

In addition to searching for the wealth of Huangjue Temple, Zuo Menggeng also set his sights on Fengyang's population.

During this period of time, thanks to the help of the new army, the surviving Fengyang people lived a stable life.

But the bad news came.

Dozens of civilians ran to the gate of the barracks, clamoring to see the officer.

A regimental leader received them.

"General, I heard that Fengyang will be returned to the imperial court, is there such a thing?"

The head of the group told the truth.

"At present, the higher authorities are negotiating with the imperial court. If there is no accident, it should be so."

When the people heard this, they burst into tears.

An old man stamped his feet and wept bitterly.

"What crime did we do? We just had a good few days, and we are going to hell again."

Another woman mourned and begged.

"General, can you not go?"

After hearing this, the head of the regiment couldn't help crying.

"Fellow folks, we don't want to leave either. But if we don't leave, the imperial court will not let it go. When there is a big war, more innocent people will suffer. Please forgive me."

A five-foot-tall man said indignantly: "You guys are gone, what should we do? We... can't survive!"

The head of the group looked at everyone and knew that these people were relatively prestigious nearby.

They came here as representatives to inquire about the truth.

Tell them something and it will spread quickly.

"Fellow folks, if the big guy really can't survive here, he can follow us to other places to make a living."

Hearing that everyone was asked to leave their hometown, the villagers showed embarrassment.

Or that old man thought a little more.

"As the saying goes, people who leave their hometowns are inferior. We have lived here all our lives, and if we go to other places, I am afraid that we will not be able to live even more."

This time the leader is different.

"Who said that?"

He also gave an example.

"During the Jingtai period, there was a flood here, and many people left. Some people went to Linqing, Shandong, and they all lived well. Besides, what we lack most in Shandong is manpower. After you go, as long as you have the strength Are you still worried about food? I’m not afraid to tell you that all the children in Shandong can study, and they don’t need a single course of study. Anyone who is new to Shandong and settles down will be given a new house.”

When everyone heard this, they were surprised.

When will poor people like them be treated like this?
(End of this chapter)