In the late Ming Dynasty, rising from the grassland

Chapter 57: That’s Extensive Management
"Oh, can you write Chinese characters?"

Lin Rui also smiled when he heard that she wanted to help manage logistics. Those tasks gave him a headache and he usually didn't bother to ask about them. How dare Namuzhong offer help?

"I can't write, but I recognize a lot of Chinese characters." Namuzhong replied. Not only did she recognize a lot of Chinese characters, but she also read a lot of Chinese books, but she just couldn't write.

"Then there's nothing we can do. Let's wait and see when you can write!" Lin Rui said helplessly.

"Is it necessary to be able to write? I used to manage a tribe of tens of thousands of people, and didn't I still manage it very well?"

"Thank you for having the nerve to say yes. If so, how could we be defeated by the Jurchens? Let me tell you, your extensive management is incomparable to what I have here."

Lin Rui rolled his eyes and saw her unconvinced look, so he asked: "Do you know how many men, women, children, and old people there were in your tribe before? Do you know how much salt, grain, cattle and sheep there were?"
Whoever makes a mistake should be punished, and whoever has made a meritorious service should be rewarded. Do you have specific regulations?
Can you tell the difference between what kind of food a person of a certain status should eat every day? "

"Is it... can you do this here?" Na Muzhong was speechless by his question, and finally had to ask.

"Weren't you there that day? Didn't you hear the rules and regulations I announced? And the benefits of various job titles?"

"I thought you were just talking. With so many people divided into so many details, how can you possibly control them and divide them up?" Na Muzhong said a little doubtfully.

"So if you want to be able to write, everything must be recorded in a book. Everyone's name, gender, age, position, and title must be written clearly. How much food, salt, and cloth are also required. Record it in the book and calculate it all the time!”

"what?"

"Is it difficult? Could it be that your second wife is doing all of this? She, can she alone write all these things on paper?"

Na Muzhong was immediately shocked. She couldn't imagine how many words it would take to write down so many people and so many things on paper.How much knowledge do you have to have?Only then can it be done.

Lin Rui didn't bother to explain to her. He took her directly to Zhang Xiuying's tent, pointed at the stacks of books on the shelf and said, "Don't you know the words? Go and read it yourself!"

Namuzhong stepped forward and looked through it for a while. The more she read, the more shocked she became. Especially after seeing the information about everyone on the roster, as well as how many battles they had fought, when they joined, and the records of meritorious service and punishment, she opened her mouth. I can't close my eyes anymore.

Finally, he came to Lin Rui with an expectant look on his face and said, "Han Jia Lang, can you teach me to write?"

"I have to copy and train soldiers and horses every day, how can I have time to teach you how to write?"

"Okay, don't worry about these things. Stay here in peace and contentment. I will never miss you in food and clothing."

Lin Rui waved his hand and left the tent.

It's not that he doesn't want to teach, it's just that he really doesn't have time. Besides, in his opinion, Namuzhong just being a vase is enough.

But Na Mu Zhong was unwilling to give in and found Zhang Xiuying again.

"Sister, can you teach me to write?"

"Huh? Dang, of course."

Zhang Xiuying was also quite surprised, but still nodded.

"Is that okay now?" Namuzhong happily picked up the pen on the table and drew on the paper. She had already realized the importance of being able to write.

Zhang Xiuying felt distressed when she saw that she had painted a complete piece of paper into a mess. She quickly stopped her and said, "Madam, the paper we have now is very limited and cannot be wasted. Let's go to school on the sand table first. When we Han children first learn to write, , and they are all practiced on the sand table first.”

"That's it, that's fine, just listen to my sister." Namuzhong had no choice but to put down her pen.

As Namu Zhong, who stands out from the Eight Fortunes, she naturally knows how to get along with other women in the harem.

Zhang Xiuying saw that she was so serious, so she did not hesitate. She specially asked Liu Si and the others to make a sand table, and then began to teach her how to write the Three-Character Classic. Na Muzhong also learned it well, and was much better than Sister Niu and the others. , at least the patience is not something that Sister Niu and the others can compare with.

...At the same time, Liaodong, Shengjing.

In the main hall, the Emperor Taiji was sitting on the dragon chair at the top. Standing on the left side were the Baylor flag owners of the Eight Banners, and on the right side were the traitorous civil servants headed by Fan Wenchen and Ning Wanwo.

Obviously, although Huang Taiji has not yet ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, he has already begun to imitate the early dynasty of the Han people, and this palace and other buildings in the palace are also miniature versions of the Ming Dynasty Palace.

His wolfish ambition is absolutely obvious.

"My dear friends, what do you think of the letter asking for help from Yue Tuo?"

After everyone had read the letter, Huang Taiji spoke. His tone and demeanor were always imitating the Han emperor.

It's a pity that none of the people here have seen how the Han emperor went to the morning court, so they just imitated something specious.

At this moment, Azig stood up first, knelt down on one knee and said: "Khan, just a group of horse bandits..." Seeing Huang Taiji's cold eyes staring at him, after recalling it, he hurriedly stood up and bent over again. He bowed and said:

"The emperor is informed that a group of horse bandits with only four to five hundred people, Yue Tuo was unable to eliminate them and even lost nearly three hundred warriors. Now they have the nerve to ask for help and ask the emperor to send him ten thousand men. The army and the five red-coated cannons are simply extremely incompetent, and I will not hesitate to request severe punishment!"

"Qi, Qi, your majesty, the emperor. Although Yue Tuo is incompetent, he is excusable. The letter states that the group of horse bandits hid in the mountains with difficult terrain and built walls. This resulted in the delay in breaking through. Brother Chen thought…”

Qilharang also quickly stood up and spoke for Yue Tuo.

As a result, more and more people joined, and in a short time, the hall became a mess.

They are all Nurhaci’s sons, grandsons and nephews.

On the other side, Fan Wenchen, Ning Wan and others, their faces twitched as they looked at the poor Chinese, the messy names and movements of this group of Belle boys.

"Shut up!"

Huang Taiji shouted, and he also had a headache, but he knew that if Hou Jin wanted to settle in the Central Plains in the future and get the approval of the Han people and officials, it would not be enough to just have the imperial seal, and blind killing would not be enough. The lessons learned from the Mongols back then were there .

If you want to rule the Han people for a long time, you must follow the Han people's rules, so no matter how awkward and difficult it is, you must persevere.

"Fan Aiqing, what is your opinion on this matter?"

"Your Majesty, I believe that the group of Han horse bandits are not suffering from ringworm. Winter is not far away at this time. It is really not appropriate to mobilize troops to send large armies. The top priority should be to reform the system and proclaim the emperor."

Fan Wenchen hurriedly stepped out of the queue to answer, showing everyone the standard moves.

And those Beilebeis also knew that the Great Khan took this matter very seriously. Many people had been punished in the past month or so, so they all watched Fan Wenchen's actions.

"Well, Fan Aiqing's words are very much in line with my wishes."

Huang Taiji nodded. At the beginning of next year, he would ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, change the country's title and official system, etc.

There are so many things going on, and there is really no need to delay important matters by laboring over a group of horse bandits.

Anyway, after he becomes emperor next year, he will send a large army to the Ming Dynasty to publicize it, and then he will easily wipe out the group of Han horse bandits.

Thinking of this, he gave Dorgon a cold look, but he didn't issue a death order at that time, he just said it casually, without any intention of punishing him.

The latter hurriedly lowered his head, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Huang Taiji immediately sent someone to tell Yue Tuo to bring people back first. After all, it was still very dangerous to stay on the grassland in winter without preparation.

(End of this chapter)