Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 694 Spring Plowing (Second Change)
Hong Chengchou was worried about money and food, Shaanxi rebelled, the people were displaced, and there were countless casualties.

Even after the thieves in the Qin land were suppressed, they were still exploiting all the time. Instead of feeding back to the people, they asked them to make up the Liao salary, which could not create an effective internal circulation.

He Jinzhao is also worried about food, because he feels that the reserves are insufficient and the war consumes too much food.

With King Jin's wealth in his hands, money is not a problem, but today's food is probably impossible to buy even if you have money.

Coupled with the war, the trade route was cut off.

If there is a severe drought in Shanxi this year and the war is delayed, there will be signs of a total collapse.

Generally speaking, if it really wants to drag it on, the officers and soldiers will not be able to hold on first.

Otherwise, Hong Chengchou would not have taken the idea of ​​the clan, because he felt that the strength He Jinchao showed after capturing King Jin was so fragrant that he envied him.

Hong Chengchou couldn't blatantly become a vassal king, he could only try his best to knock out a hair from nine cows to subsidize the army.

The main reason is that the Ming court has no money, and those officials who work for the Ming can't even get a share of the money issued by the court.

He called Ye Tinggui and asked him to find some corrupt officials and kill them.

Ye Tinggui took his orders. I'm afraid it's not easy to kill the corrupt officials in Shaanxi, so I have to go to Ningxia, Gansu to find them.

The guerrilla general Zuo Guang first received an order from Hong Chengchou, asking him to strictly urge the craftsmen to produce qualified firecrackers and artillery.

Otherwise, pull out a few beheaded heads and hang them on the flagpole, so that these humble craftsmen can see what happens.

Finally, let him deliver some artillery to Cao Wenzhao, and let him deal with Gao Yingxiang's heavy cavalry.

Once the horse loses its speed, the artillery bombardment can kill his elite cavalry.

Zuo Guang frowned slightly, all of them were fellow villagers from Yulin, as well as artisans transferred from Gansu and other places.

Creating a gun barrel is an extremely difficult task.

Although the pass rate is only half, it has improved a lot compared to the previous casting.

Zuo Guangxian was an official guard in the Xuan Mansion, so he knew what the firecrackers and artillery in the border fort looked like.

After thinking about it, he decided to write a letter to Hong Chengchou, asking for money and food.

After all, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, a craftsman who is hungry can't make good weapons without food!
Before the gate of Mengmeng.

Mrs. Guo spread out her posture and asked her soldiers to go to the officer's camp to scold and fight.

Obviously it was the dog officer who came to provoke first, but after a light touch, two or 30 people were killed or injured, and they withdrew immediately.

"Brothers are all waiting for meritorious service to share houses and wives." Mrs. Guo jumped out of the command car and walked back and forth.

"After a few days, I didn't win any battles. Last time, I even bragged to the opera singers that when we have done meritorious service, let's sit in the front row and ask them to sing opera."

"That's right, is that the commander-in-chief doesn't want to reward our brothers?" Mrs. Guo wiped her face:

"If the commander-in-chief is like the old parents, giving rewards for no merit, can the hammer bandit brothers who joined the gang earlier than us agree?"

"Captain, why don't you go and talk to the commander in chief, let's take the initiative to attack and pull out the camp of this gang of dog officers, isn't that a battle achievement?"

"Hey, let me find a chance to suggest to the handsome one or two."

After Mrs. Guo and the other two captains complained, they kept in mind that he was not good at directing wars.

It is a good thing for the soldiers under his command to ask for a battle, but the decision is in the hands of the commander, even if he goes to his old parents to ask for it, it is useless.

Moreover, Mrs. Guo would not talk to her old parents about this kind of thing, after all, they were the ones who mutinied first.

It can be seen that the officers and soldiers have been dragging, waiting for reinforcements.

Especially Yang Jiamo was thinking about how to get in touch with Zhang Fuzhen and ask him to provide him with good news.

But except for Cao Wenzhao, a loyal minister who kept fighting Gao Yingxiang to the death.

The reinforcements from all over the Ming court have been waiting and watching, so that He Jinzhao can't even eat raw rice, and he can't take turns to train troops.

The first encirclement and suppression campaign organized by the Ming government against Shanxi vigorously has now become a mess.

Even though Yang Jiamo had 2 horses in his hand, he only dared to stay away from the camp. He called Bai Guangen, but he didn't tell him to die.

Otherwise, once a large-scale defeat occurs, all the places they won and occupied before will have to be surrendered.

Hong Chengchou's current No. [-] Field Group of the Ming Dynasty has not yet been organized and formed, and the large-scale transfer from Shaanxi has exposed more problems.

He Jinchao could only hand over the command of the frontline war to Liu Erhu, and told him to keep an eye on this group of officers and soldiers.

The spring plowing is very busy now, and He Jinzhao led people to inspect the busy farmers in the surrounding fields to avoid any disruption to production.

Zhang Fuzhen rode on a draft horse and looked at the busy people around him. The winter wheat planting did not require busy work.

But plantings of maize have gradually declined, and more drought-resistant crops such as sorghum have increased considerably.

"My lord, I see that there are quite a lot of cows. Did you snatch them back from the grassland?"

He Jinchao was wearing a bamboo hat, with a grass leaf in his mouth: "Of course not, the Mongols call me Tian Khan, and they gave me all of them on their own initiative, so there's no need to loot them.

These cows need no training for farming, just wear a cow nose ring and let them go to the field for training. "

Zhang Fuzhen nodded again and again, if he hadn't really come into contact with He Jinzhao, would he have known these things?
He opened his eyes and looked at the tributaries of the Yellow River in the distance. On the river flowing into Shanxi, there are many waterwheels, which are used for drought resistance.

And it's clearly not new this year.

It turned out that when the government was suppressing the bandits in Shaanxi, the hammer bandits had already taken so many measures to benefit the people's livelihood behind their backs.

If this were done in Shaanxi, the designation would not be so smooth.

The officers and soldiers will think of ways to destroy you, and the rebels around you will also come to join you. There is no way to protect the safety of one side, so how can the people under your command be able to farm with peace of mind?

"My lord has officials under his command."

"Of course." He Jinzhao reined in the reins and jumped off his horse, looking at the water in the canal:
"As long as I don't mess around, there are not a few people who want to live a good life. They will naturally farm well and live their small lives well."

Zhang Fuzhen could hear what He Jinzhao said inside and outside the meaning, he has always been hostile to Daming.

He splashed the clear water in the ditch: "My lord is already ready, it's too much to worry about."

He Jinzhao narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, smiled without saying a word.

Chongzhen has been emperor for so many years, in what year has there been no disaster?

During the Little Ice Age, manpower cannot easily contend.

At that time, I will not be able to defend Shanxi, and let the officers, soldiers, and even rogues enter, and I will be able to drag myself down.

The dog emperor can't control the big officials, gentry, landlords and wealthy business groups in the south, can he still control the north?
He changed things like governors and general soldiers as he said, and the majesty of the Ming court still existed.

He Jinzhao can only let the people under his rule have enough to eat and live a stable life, so that they can continue to support him.

It is not easy to have a base, but it is even more important to manage it well.

He Jinzhao shook off the drops of water on his hands: "Shaanxi will still suffer from famines in the next ten years, do you believe it or not?"

(End of this chapter)