"Didn't the imperial court reserve food?" He wouldn't believe that if Gao Yingxiang was killed, there was really no food, what would the emperor and Baiguan eat
"Daming's grain production areas are in Huguang, Central Plains, and Liaodong. In today's Liaodong war, not only can no grain be produced, but the frontline soldiers also need to consume a lot of grain; the Central Plains area is also unstable due to a large number of conscriptions to supplement the Liaodong frontline."
"The food mud produced by Huguang?" In Gao Yingxiang's eyes, the talents around him are the most important, he doesn't care about emperors or officials.
"The food produced in Huguang is difficult even to maintain the army on the front line of Liaodong." Zhu Youjian is telling the truth that Daming's food supply is indeed very tight.
"Then transport the grain reserves to Shaanxi first to save the people." Gao Yingxiang only sees the people around him, and the people don't have any deposits in their hands, and their lives are most easily restricted by food supply.
"If you were the emperor, would you distribute the little grain of food reserves to the victims in Shaanxi, and let the soldiers on the front line of Liaodong fight hungry? Let Jiannu cross the Great Wall and approach the capital?"
"The people in Shaanxi really have nowhere to go?" Gao Yingxiang thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.
"There is no way." Zhu Youjian prepared a bait and waited for Gao Yingxiang to swallow it. "There are some surplus grains across the country that can be purchased and shipped to Shaanxi."
"Then go all over the country to buy. As long as I can save the people, I will die without giving up." Gao Yingxiang is really willing to give up to the people, but he only cares about the people around him, his neighbors and subordinates, not the whole of Daming. People.
"Does General Gao know where there is surplus food in the country? What is the price? When will it be shipped to Shaanxi? Can the people of Shaanxi wait for the rice to be cooked?" Zhu Youjian picked up the teapot on the square stool and gave it to Gao Yingxiang first. I pour a cup, just seven minutes, and pour myself another cup, but it is eleven, and the tea overflows on the square stool, "This is like pouring tea. It must be done with a certain degree. It is too late."
If there is really no food, that’s all. There is food but it cannot be transported to Shaanxi, so I can hear it and I can’t eat it. It's like eating red granulated sugar when I was a child, but it was stuck on my nose, my tongue couldn't be licked, Gao Yingxiang's heart was burning, and his head was sweating.
"..."
"You need the court to do this. There are officials everywhere in the court. It's easy to find out where there is surplus grain." Zhu Youjian looked at Gao Yingxiang lightly. "But if there are soldiers in the country, the court still has the energy to collect surplus grain. Shipped to Shaanxi? Looking at the whole country, only the imperial court can rescue the people of Shaanxi."
"This... That... As long as the court can save the people of Shaanxi, I am willing to lead my troops to surrender, and Gao Yingxiang is also willing to punish me." Gao Yingxiang hesitated for a moment, resolutely made up his mind.
"Fu Zhu? I'll talk about this later. This king has an idea, not to affect Daming's fight against Liaodong's slavery, but also to allow the people of Shaanxi to have food to eat. General Gao will help to see the details." Zhu Youjian threw it to Gao Yingxiang A smile, like they are old friends who cook wine and talk.
Gao Yingxiang is indeed an old friend of Zhu Youjian. In the history of later generations, after Gao Yingxiang's rebel army was taken over by Li Zicheng, he overthrew Daming, and Zhu Youjian was also forced to commit suicide in Wanshou Mountain and die. But Gao Yingxiang didn't know Zhu Youjian. If the two sides hadn't played against Guanzhong Plain, Gao Yingxiang had never heard of this young prince.
"I would like to hear the details." Gao Yingxiang thought that he was about to punish him, and the elderly in the family were left unattended, an unknown sorrow rose in his heart, and his energy began to lose weight.
"This king organizes wealthy businessmen from across the country to open factories in Shaanxi, and the products produced by the factories can be sold throughout the country. People in Shaanxi come to work in factories to earn remuneration, and then use these remunerations to buy the country’s grain reserves. Then go to the whole country to buy surplus grain to supplement the grain reserves. In this way, the people of Shaanxi will be paid to buy grain, and the court will not lose the grain reserves to the front lines of Liaodong.
"But there are millions of people in Shaanxi. How many people can the factory recruit?" Gao Yingxiang also felt that what Zhu Youjian said was indeed a solution, but the whole Shaanxi was almost a famine. How could there be so many factories in Shaanxi
"The factory is one aspect. The mountains and rivers in Shaanxi are crisscrossed and the roads are difficult to navigate, and the products produced are difficult to ship to the whole country. Therefore, Shaanxi must build roads first. With a flat road, products can quickly flow to the whole country." Zhu Youjian There was a pause so that Gao Yingxiang had time to think. "Road construction also requires a large number of males. These males are paid just like working in factories. In addition, once Shaanxi is peaceful, it is the autumn planting season. Some males will be engaged in agricultural production, and Shanxi will no longer have idlers. "
This is a typical "relief by work". In the history of later generations, once an economic crisis is encountered, it will generally be adopted. It can not only protect the income of the people, but also concentrate efforts to complete the large-scale construction of the country. In the economic crisis of 1929, the United States used this method to tide over the difficulties.
"If His Royal Highness the King can really save the people of Shaanxi and ensure the safety of my subordinates, I am willing to lead the troops to surrender and obey His Highness's sentiments." This is the third time Gao Yingxiang has proposed to surrender. He already has the heart to die, as long as his subordinates Safe, the people of Shaanxi can weather the storm.
"Since General Gao is willing to surrender, then let's talk about your subordinates." Gao Yingxiang said repeatedly about surrender, and Zhu Youjian assumed that he had already surrendered.
"Can your Highness let go of my subordinates?" Gao Yingxiang cares most about his subordinates. Those who are on the road of rebellion with him, the core members are his relatives, friends, and neighbors, and he wants to give them before his death. To strive for the greatest benefit, at least to avoid the crime of extermination.
"Let it go? Your subordinates committed the crime of treason. How can they be merciless to destroy the Nine Clans according to the law?" Zhu Youjian smiled, bowed his head and drank his tea.
"Don't your Highness refuse to let my subordinates go?" Gao Yingxiang got excited, ready to get up and point to Zhu Youjian's nose to curse, his body has been leaned forward, and his hands are pressed on the square stool. Since surrendering is death, it is better than a battle, with a dead word, and killing a few more imperial officials.
"Don't get excited." Zhu Youzhen stretched out his hand and pressed it down. "But it is really helpless to think that they are rebellious, just because they can't live, and the court has improper things in this matter, which can save them from the death penalty. However, After all, it is a crime of treason. If it is not punished, it will be difficult to warn future generations. Therefore, I intend to deal with it this way, instead of penalties. Each person will be fined for one year and build roads for the people of Shaanxi. There will be only food rations and no compensation. Serve with peace of mind. After the one-year term expires, you will be released home.
It turned out that it was only for one year, which means that there is no punishment, "Your Highness is serious?"
"Of course, I am Da Ming’s letter king, and the emperor ordered me to deal with Shaanxi’s affairs. In addition, I can tell you now why more than 100,000 bandits and prisoners of war are locked up. They will be sentenced to three years of service for the people of Shaanxi. road."
"Why did they serve for three years?" Since these prisoners of war were only serving for three years, Gao Yingxiang settled down.
"They are different from your subordinates. They are prisoners of war, and your subordinates take the initiative to surrender." Zhu Youjian gave Gao Yingxiang an army again.
"Okay, as His Highness said, the Caomin is willing to lead his troops to surrender, and I hope that his Highness will not break his promise." Gao Yingxiang has made his final determination, "After his subordinates return, the Caomin will take responsibility for himself and will kill him willingly."
"Just kill? Finally, talk about your problem." Zhu Youjian turned around, "General Gao is from Anzhai County, isn't it? General Gao knows why such a difficult situation occurred in Shaanxi?"
"The Caomin is from Anzhai County." Gao Yingxiang didn't know what Zhu Youjian had in mind. He believed Zhu Youjian just now. He didn't fully understand Zhu Youjian's thinking, but there was no other way besides this one. He did not, nor did the officials of Daming, otherwise Shaanxi would not be a mess.
"General Gao knew about Anzhai, Yansui, and even Shaanxi. Why did such a big thing happen?"
"The local drought, coupled with the corruption of local officials..." Gao Yingxiang originally wanted to add the imperial court, but considering that Zhu Youjian is a believer, and now representing the imperial court, he swallowed abruptly and swallowed unconsciously. .
"General Gao is right. If the court knows that the people in Shaanxi are so difficult, they will never urge taxation. It is these local officials who want political achievements, and they deceive the people. Of course, some people must bear the blame, anyway. The magistrates will soon be punished by the court, and Zhu Youjian simply put the blame on them.
"..."
"General Gao, this Shaanxi local official, who else cares more about the lives and deaths of the people than the general?"
"..." Gao Yingxiang was once again confused by Zhu Youjian.
"Although Yansui is a military town, for the sake of the people of northern Shaanxi, the government will soon be opened. The general is now a convict. A general is not a military commander. Even if he is a civilian, he must be supervised. I don't know whether the general is willing to give in. The post of the prefect of Yansui--this is the most important way to care for the people." Zhu Youjian had a chuckle on his face.
"Prefect of Yansui?" Gao Yingxiang couldn't keep up with Zhu Youzhen's rhythm, "But... But... I... I don't... have no experience as an official." In front of Zhu Youzhen, Gao Yingxiang seemed to be a young man who had just made his debut.
"But you have a heart that cares about the people--I don't know if this heart will change?" Zhu Youjian narrowed his smile and looked at Gao Yingxiang's face indifferently.
"His Royal Highness, Caomin will never." Gao Yingxiang got up quickly, took two steps back, and bowed to the ground. "His Highness, Caomin, thanks for his cultivation."
"Of course you won’t now. I don’t know that in five years, the people of Shaanxi will no longer be hungry. Ten years later, Shanxi will become wealthy. Can the general be indifferent to the large amount of money passing by? I don’t know if the general is also similar to other people. Like local officials, they are greedy for their own promotion?" Zhu Youzhen's face has turned stern, as if it was stained with a layer of northern frost.
Gao Yingxiang hesitated for a while, suddenly got up, and with a "croak", he drew out the carved sword from his waist.
Zhu Youzhen was taken aback, this Gao Yingxiang, how could he turn his face when he turned his face, become faster than himself? Fortunately, Zhu Youzhen has supernatural powers in his body, and he hasn't gagged.
Gao Yingxiang grabbed the sword with his right hand, but stretched out his left hand and raised his four fingers, only his little finger pointed to the sky alone. But I saw a white light flashing, followed by the white light was a crimson, under the shining of the sun, it turned into a rainbow...
"Why should General Gao be like this?" Zhu Youzhen took a piece of white silk brocade from his arms and wrapped it around Gao Yingxiang's severed finger, temporarily stopping the bleeding.
"His Royal Highness Xin Wang, Cao Minhui often stroked his broken fingers, never forgetting his support, and never forgetting today's wish." Gao Yingxiang had already dropped the sword, pinched the Jinpa with his right hand, and barely sank to salute Zhu Youjian.
"..." Zhu Youjian was speechless, but fortunately, Gao Yingxiang decided that he would create an upright and upright local official for Shaanxi.
Gao Yingxiang looked up at the sky, "His Royal Highness, it's almost noon now. After lunch, please accept the surrender outside the South Gate."