Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 227
"Even though it's hard to leave the homeland, your royal father still has to consider the desolation in the north. Seeing that it's already the spring plowing season, if you delay it, the people may have nothing to eat and wear next year."

Empress Ma handed the selected vegetable seedlings to the maid and eunuch to put away. She wiped her hands and said, "Those who migrated in Fengyang already have surplus food. Today, your father and Li Xiangguo are discussing to continue to emigrate to the north. a judgment."

Zhu Biao nodded, and waited for the result of their discussion to come up with a countermeasure. He had promised this matter.

The country that took over from Bao Yuan is a mess, the north is turbulent, and the people at the bottom are displaced.The mountains and rivers are full of devastation, ruins are everywhere, mourning is everywhere, bones are piled into mountains, and the people are in dire straits.

Lao Zhu was born in a poor and humble background, and he understood the suffering of the people during the war.He knew that the consolidation of the political power, the economic foundation, and the restoration and development of agricultural production were the top priorities of Ming Dynasty.

Although the Salt Bureau has been established, Yang Shen has not yet arranged the affairs of those salt merchants in Yangzhou.

Now that there are no guards and military settlements, only commercial settlements and civilian settlements are left. The rivers and mountains in the Ming Dynasty need elite soldiers and strong generals, as well as food, grass and silver, so the economy and farming are even more important.

Mintun is an effective form for the imperial court to reclaim wasteland, develop agricultural production and stabilize society. Zhu Biao supports this.

There is plenty of water in the south of the Yangtze River, and the area around Jiangsu and Zhejiang is gently wrapped by the current, making it a land of fish and rice.Water nourishes the people in the south of the Yangtze River, and the people also give life to water. For generations, they have been used to and like it, and have been integrated into their blood.

On both sides of the Suzhou River, it is a beautiful day with peach blossoms, willows and greenery. The water surface is calm. Tourists and travelers on the embankment drink tea, compose poems, and talk happily, as quiet as landscape paintings.

There are many boats for spring outing.Many wealthy country gentry brought their families and mouths, drank Huadiao rice wine, and rode on covered boats in the south of the Yangtze River, and there were people on the shore selling their business.

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A black object fell into the water from the highest stone bridge, causing ripples on the water.The people on the bridge immediately bowed their heads and shouted.The people on the shore moved closer to the water, looking strange.

Several officials shouted: "Save people quickly. The dog jumped down."

Afterwards, the tourists resumed their bustle. Everyone is used to watching diving into the water.Maybe it doesn't matter, after all, this method of death is not unusual.

The man was still caught, he was not dead, he was a middle-aged man, and he was immediately taken to the Yamen by the officials.

Seeing the people who came in again, compared with ten days ago, the face of Suzhou prefect Lu Wenxuan looked even thinner and haggard.Sitting in front of the big case, quietly looking at the memorials in his hand.

"Your Majesty, the man has been brought here. He tried to die halfway, but he didn't die." The two officials placed the man on the first chair, and then stepped back.

Lu Wenxuan looked at the people sitting on the chairs on the left and right sides: "The imperial court has ordered that these official documents are here. I, Lu Wenxuan, want to tell you today that relocation is a national policy and must be implemented."

"Prefect Lu, we have lived in the south of Suzhou for generations, and we are used to it. Anyone who is capable of leaving our hometown wants to return to our roots. Letting our big family move separately is begging for life."

Lu Wenxuan patted the table and said: "Even if there are more corpses on the river tomorrow, relocation is a must.

If I don't persuade you with all my heart, I will be charged with ineffective implementation of major national policies.The first one is me, Lu Wenxuan, and the people of Suzhou Prefecture will regard me as the number one sinner.

Whether you want to scold me or smash my Suzhou government office, we all have only one consequence, death penalty, please don't mess up the overall situation! "

The few wealthy businessmen and gentry below are dissatisfied. Jiangnan is their foundation, and their future is even more uncertain when they go to unknown places.

Many people moved to Fengyang back then, and some would rather go out to beg for food than live in Fengyang. However, they could not move back to their hometown because they needed a resident register ten miles away from home.

"Prefect Lu, if we donate money to the north, can we not move?"

"I am an old bone now, and I will die sooner or later. It is better to die in this endless water." The old man with wet hair said: "Why don't you let your children and grandchildren go? I am old. If the magistrate If the adults force you, I will dance again."

Lu Wenxuan glanced at them, and said, "If you jump down again, where do you put your face, and where do you let your descendants put your face, the imperial court will definitely not treat everyone badly, go back and think about it."

"The imperial court is unreasonable. What does the desolation of the north have to do with us? We have to go to Beijing to ask His Majesty." Several difficult landlords said fiercely.

Lu Wenxuan got up and waved: "See off the guests!"

"Master Zhifu? Lord Zhifu!" Several officials invited them out, and then looked at Lu Wenxuan standing in the lobby.

"Wash the floor." Lu Wenxuan turned around and threw a book at the backs of those landlords and shouted, "Wash three times for me."

The soap official brought clean water and washed the underside of the two rows of chairs in the lobby three times.Looking at the wet tables and chairs, Lu Wenxuan supported his forehead: "Come here, prepare something, I'm going to Beijing tonight."

The master next to him said: "Going to Beijing? Master, this is it?"

"Going to Beijing to accept the crime is because I failed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and I am ashamed of His Majesty. I really have no choice but to relocate. Send me to the pier quickly." Lu Wenxuan said and asked someone to get ready for a shower.

He has been constantly promoting the immigration policy these days.All means were used, but these wealthy businessmen and gentry were unwilling to relocate. If he could not fulfill his imperial order, he would have to go to Nanjing to hand over his head to His Majesty.

Not for fame and fortune, but for the development of the people in the north and south of the court, they have broken their minds, but these people are not willing to enter, and even twisted together to resist unscrupulously.

During the transfer of dynasties, His Majesty has followed Han Gaozu Liu Bang somewhat, but no matter what he followed, His Majesty formulated it himself.

There is a truth, Lu Wenxuan understands.

Your Majesty is the sky, and the destiny cannot be violated.With helplessness, Lu Wenxuan took the Clippers and headed for Nanjing.

In the Zhan Shi Mansion in the East Palace, those civil servants have been put on leave by Zhu Biao, and now there are more than a dozen science and technology officials summoned by the National Academy of Scholars.

"He Qing, is there any way to make fertilizer easier and more convenient? After all, many people in the north don't even know how to make fertilizer. If it doesn't work, let's stop building straight roads and talk about the restoration of the north."

Zhu Biao was wearing a moon-yellow robe, standing in front of the window and blowing the wind: "Half of this year's seeds and potato seeds will be allocated to the north. Most of the dry land there is mainly wheat harvested in June and soybeans harvested in autumn. The potatoes will be sent to the north." Two baskets, cut into pieces, there is still time to plant them in April, and the people will have no problem spending the winter, if it takes longer, they will miss it."

"Your Highness, why don't you try to grow potatoes in Shaanxi and Shanxi."

"Listen well, those grain seeds and potatoes are only allowed to succeed and not to fail. If you make a mistake once, you can be forgiven, but if you make a second mistake, you will be punished. You must hurry up and recover. The people of Ming Dynasty depend on you.

Don't go back to the National Scholars Academy for the next few days. There are people in the academy who are in charge, so you can study the mountains, rivers, rocks, grass and trees in the north. I only give you five days.

Meals and meals will be delivered to the imperial dining room by people from the inner court, so you don’t have to worry about food and lodging. You have to study all kinds of agricultural books thoroughly, and write them down? "

"Reporting to His Royal Highness, I will definitely write it down later, and I will do my best."

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