Bury the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 52 Zhu Jinsong's Brain?

Agui can somewhat understand Mingxing's approach. After all, the Eight Banners are the foundation of our Tartar Qing Dynasty, and those soldiers in the military camp knelt down and surrendered. Distressed for it.

Just thinking of those extremely skilled barracks soldiers, Ah Gui couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

Even the barracks has become so proficient in business, and if the Eight Banners Army, which is even more unbearable than the barracks, comes here, wouldn't it be proficient to open the door for proficiency, and proficient at home?
If you think about it further, the soldiers in the local barracks in Shandong can be better. If the Eight Banners Army and the Zhili barracks are replaced to counter the rebellion, how can the military discipline be better?

The worse the military discipline is, the more people will be forced to turn against the rebels. The more trouble the people cause, the more Eight Banners and barracks soldiers will have to be mobilized to counter the rebellion.

This is an endless loop?

After pondering carefully for a long time, an idea really popped up in Ah Gui's mind.

Why do people rebel?

Because the oppression by the government and the gentry made it difficult to sustain the livelihood of the people, and the people couldn't survive, so they naturally raised the banner of rebellion. Even if there was no Zhu Jinsong, there would be Zhang Xiaosong and Wang Xiaosong.

Where is the confidence for the people to rebel?

In the peasant association, it is precisely because of the existence of the peasant association that the common people have the courage to unite and fight against food donations.

The rebellion of the common people, of course, is the most affected by our Tartar Qing court, but the losses of those landlords and gentry will definitely not be small.

Therefore, if the imperial court concentrates on dealing with the rebels, and hand over the peasant association and those mud-legged people to the landlords and gentlemen to deal with, wouldn't this matter be settled easily?
The more Ah Gui thought about it, the more she felt that her idea was reliable.

It's just that after Ah Gui talked about the good idea that he came up with after much deliberation, what he got was not the flattery he imagined, but Mingxing's mockery: "My lord imperial envoy, don't think that you are the only one in this world." One wise man, the rest are fools."

"I have already thought about this method of relying on the gentry to attack the peasant association. I have also asked the landlords and gentry in villages without peasant associations to organize group training, hoping to use the hands of the group training to attack the peasant association. But guess what? What happened in the end?"

Ah Gui's heart sank immediately, because there was nothing to guess at all. Being able to be ambushed by Zhu Ni to become the captain of the transportation team, and the rebellion in Shandong was getting worse and worse, this was enough to explain the problem.

But Ah Gui still did not give up, looked at Ming Xing and said, "Then have you found the reason for the failure?"

Mingxing nodded: "I found it. The most terrible reason is that the number of gentry in the village is too small, and the number of mud legs without their own land is too large. Those mud legs who have their own land also want to follow the peasant association to pick it up." It’s cheap, and the result is that this group training can’t be done at all.”

"Occasionally, the few who can do it are all local rich families. They just want to guard their one-acre three-point land, and have no idea of ​​serving the court at all. What's more terrible is that the peasant association now Resisting food and donations, these big families are naturally happy not to pay taxes..."

Ah Gui once again felt numb.

Isn't this stuck in an endless loop again?

It wasn't until a long while later that Ah Gui sighed, "Who is this Zhu, and why are there so many crooked ways?"

When Ah Gui said this, Ming Xing also sighed: "Who said it wasn't? To put it bluntly, he didn't think about it. If the whole world were peasant associations, even if he could succeed in the rebellion, Where does he go to collect taxes?"

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Zhu Jinsong is not worried about where to collect taxes. What Zhu Jinsong is worried about is that Qian has been deaf for 49 years. Shandong, Henan, Shaanxi and other places have been drought-stricken. .

For example, the surrounding areas of Menglianggu are better. After all, Baizhang Cliff and Hulu Cliff still have some water, and some places close to the tributaries of Wenhe River are relatively better, but looking at the whole Yizhou, the problem of water shortage is very serious.

Without water, don't expect a good harvest in the field, no harvest...

Theoretically speaking, this drought that has swept across many places is actually a good thing for Zhu Jinsong. After all, the energy of the Qing Dynasty court is involved in countering the rebellion, and it doesn't care whether the people at the bottom can live. Going on, they even hope that Zhu Jinsong and other rebels and those mud-legged people will all starve to death.

In this way, the common people in Henan, Shaanxi and other places will probably have a difficult or even impossible life, and the peasant association will have more room for development. The final result is likely to be a complete chaos in the entire Qing Dynasty.

However, this is only theoretical.

In fact, in the face of life and death, ordinary people still care whether they are ruled by you, Zhu Jinsong, or the Tartar Qing court?

In the Ming Dynasty, there was still a little bit of national and national thought. After the efforts of our Tatar and Qing courts, by the time of Qian Deaf's reign, there was not even a hair left.

The expression on Zhu Jinsong's face became more and more solemn, and the atmosphere in the room also became more and more solemn.

After a while, Zhu Jinsong was the first to speak: "The most important thing to pay attention to now is not only whether the Tazi officers and soldiers will come to attack us, but how to ensure the livelihood of the people."

"The peasant associations in each village must be mobilized in place, and we must avoid such broken things as fighting between two villages and two surnames due to water disputes."

"If God doesn't provide water, we will organize the common people to ask Mother Earth for water. If there are not enough laborers to dig wells, we will ask more troubles from Tartars."

Speaking of this, Zhu Jinsong turned his attention to Ke Zhiming again: "Send someone to contact Chen Tailai and Baguajiao, and ask them if they have any captured slaves in their hands. Let's exchange them with matchlock guns and grenades. An arquebus or a hand grenade for a Jian slave."

Ke Zhiming clapped his hands in response, then pouted his lips again, and said, "There should be some Jiannu on the Bagua Sect, and there are three young masters around, so it shouldn't be a problem."

"But on Chen Tailai's side, he raised the anti-flag, but he didn't fight the Tazi officers and soldiers head-on at all. He has just occupied most of Yanzhou so far. He should have no slaves in his hand."

Zhu Jinsong didn't take it seriously, instead he said with a smile: "There are no Jiannu captives, so there is still Uncle Man? As long as he has one with the surname Chen, we will take it."

"In addition, let the brothers in the south find a way to contact Xiyi to see if there are any Kunlun slaves in Xiyi's hands. As long as the price is right, we will buy it."

After hearing Zhu Jinsong's plan, Zeng Cheng, the former prefect of Tai'an who was still under observation not long after returning to Meng Lianggu, couldn't help frowning, and after pondering for a while, he tentatively said, "Master... Don't blame the villain for talking too much, it's just that Meng Lianggu is still in the initial stage of creation, even if you have money, you should spend it wisely, if you just use money to buy Kunlun slaves because of a drought..."

Liu Huaiwen, who served as the general manager of Meng Lianggu's logistics, was also unwilling to spend money: "If the head of the family digs wells, let's organize the people to dig wells. There is no need to use Jiannu or Kunlun slaves, right?"

"Yes, we all know that digging a well is dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may bury people in it, but this old saying has been said, drinking saliva and choking to death, we can't do everything for the people Bar?"

"Besides, even if there are Kunlun slaves for sale in Xiyi, Meng Lianggu doesn't have much money to afford it?"

Facing the opposition from Zeng Cheng and Liu Huaiwen, Zhu Jinsong also remained silent.

Following Zhu Jinsong's silence, the atmosphere in the whole room also became solemn.

What Zeng Cheng and Liu Huaiwen said was correct. No matter in terms of money or other aspects, it is not a profitable business to dig wells for the common people with slaves who were originally miners and laborers.

If you use money to buy Jian slaves and Kunlun slaves from Bagua Sect and Xiyi, then this business will be even more loss to grandma's family.

But it is impossible for anyone with a little brain to make such a determination.

Is Zhu Jinsong's brain normal?
After being silent for a while, Zhu Jinsong simply took the pipe and pot in Liu Huaiwen's hand, took out some shredded tobacco from the pipe, rolled it into an old tobacco, and smoked it slowly.

Amidst the smog, Zhu Jinsong half-closed his eyes, his eyes swept over Zhu Erdan, Liu Huaiwen, Zeng Cheng and others.

These people will never know how many things that a country can do for the people of its own country that violate common sense and economic laws.

When Kou Weide XIX was raging wildly, this country used the treasury reserves to bear the medical expenses for all the people. At that time, in heaven and lighthouses, the poor without money could only lie down and die as equals.

When the cost of electricity price rose from 2 cents to 8 cents, the country’s electricity price was still priced in steps starting at 5 cents. At that time, in the empire on which the sun never sets, the electricity cost per megawatt-hour had risen to 424 pounds, equivalent to 3734 yuan. Sister coins.

When the northern part of the country was still heating normally, the people still wore short-sleeves and ate ice cream as in previous years. At that time, the price of natural gas in Europa had skyrocketed, and the people had to chop wood and burn the fireplace to keep warm.

This country is often criticized by its own people. Welfare cannot be on par with developed countries, technology cannot advance without others, and strength cannot be stronger than others. On the contrary, in the eyes of the people of this country, the world is either their own country or It is a foreign country.

Having never experienced all this, when Zhu Jinsong tried to imitate everything in this country, in the eyes of everyone, Zhu Jinsong became the one with an abnormal mind.

After a long while of silence, Zhu Jinsong finally made up his mind.

If the time travel is only for overthrowing the Tartars, just to become the emperor, then what's the point of this time travel?
Now that he travels once, he should enjoy what he should enjoy, but the changes he should bring to this world must not be missed at all!
Zhu Jinsong glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice, "We understand what Uncle Huaiwen and Lao Zeng said."

It's just that Liu Huaiwen, Zeng Cheng and others showed a gleam of joy just now, but Zhu Jinsong took another puff of old tobacco and said, "We understand the truth, but we don't plan to change it."

"The matter of buying Jian slaves cannot be delayed. Regarding the matter of buying Kunlun slaves, we must first find a way to contact those Xiyi people. When we actually make contact, we will transport them over. It will probably take a few years."

"By the way, Kunlun slave remembers to be castrated."

"If we don't have any money, let's go grab what is in the hands of the Tartars. If we don't have the money, we can sell the matchlock gun to Chen Tailai and the Bagua Sect."

"Our own people, we feel sorry for ourselves. With a little money, the people don't have to risk their lives to dig wells. There is simply no more cost-effective business than this."

Zeng Cheng opened his mouth, intending to persuade him again, but when he thought of his identity not long after he surrendered, he could only sigh helplessly and did not continue to persuade him.

The rest of the people like Liu Huaiwen, Zhu Erdan, etc. are led by Zhu Jinsong in everything. Since Zhu Jinsong, the master, has made this determination, they will naturally not say anything more.

But Zhu Jinsong went on to say: "If you only want to get promoted and get rich, I, Zhu, have a lot of ways, so I don't have to take the risk of beheading to rebel."

"Old Zeng went up the mountain late, but you have been studying in the night school according to our orders recently. You should know that what Meng Lianggu pays attention to is to put the people first. Even if there is any danger, our soldiers from Meng Lianggu will go up first. After the soldiers go up, it's us who go up."

"If you can stand it, you have to stand it; if you can't stand it, you still have to stand it."

"No matter when, the people are the first."

"Because the people are our foundation."

(End of this chapter)