Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 580: The bells of the Forbidden City rang, and the Qing emperor called for help~
Zhou Xiaojiang buried his head in the bowl and ate all the rice in one breath. His throat was as wide as the Yangtze River, and there was no swallowing process.

The fat cook knocked on the edge of the pot and shouted:
"Come on, add a bowl of hot water."

Pour a spoonful of hot water into the bowl and swirl it.
He drank the oily bits in the bowl and then put the bowl down with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

"Go, go quickly."

"The people behind are still waiting to eat."

……

Zhou Xiaojiang left heaven, looking back every step he took.

now,

Like all refugees, he was sure that the new emperor was a good man. Hot baths, new cotton clothes, and rice in meat soup were the treatment of a rich man in the countryside.

"Don't stop, keep going, we'll be at the beach soon."

"When you get to the seashore, you'll have a big boat to ride on."

Zhou Xiaojiang is just a microcosm of the tens of thousands of refugees.

From Huai'an to Haizhou, there is a canteen every 20 miles.

Half white rice and half coarse grains, fill it up and pour a spoonful of soy sauce or salt water on it.

The refugees still think it's pretty good. We ordinary people should be content, eating rice with meat soup every meal, do you think you are the emperor?

……

Haizhou Port is as bustling as the center of the world.

A Guangdong captain stood on the side of the boat and shouted in a language that no one could understand:
"Come here, all of you, come here. My boat is famous for its speed, and there is a red-haired sailor on board to hold the sail."

"Hahahahaha."

The final laughter was involuntary, I got rich.

The landed price offered by Wu Ting was 2 taels of silver per living person.

The cabin was packed like a can of sardines.

Once the boat starts,
The passengers began to vomit, and the sound of vomiting was better than a symphony all the way to Lushun.

Therefore, Wu Ting did not provide a single grain of rice to the refugees within 30 miles of Haizhou.

waste!

……

Port Arthur is just as lively.

The first thing the refugees do after getting off the boat is to eat!
A big bowl of hot ginger and pork porridge is the most soothing to the human heart.

Zhou Xiaojiang held the empty bowl and yelled at the waves:
"Sister~"

No one was surprised. After all these years, who doesn't have a few new graves? Who doesn't have some sad stories?
An old man came over and whispered to comfort him:
"Young man, take it easy, it's all fate. Go quickly, the division of land is a big deal."

A neatly dressed officer came over and stood on a high place.

"There is an imperial decree."

Everyone knelt down in unison.

"The country is in chaos, the people are displaced, and I am worried. I decree that every male who immigrates outside the Great Wall will be given 50 mu of land, and every woman and child will be given 30 mu. For five years, the government will not collect a single grain of rent."

"Fellow villagers, line up over there to receive farm tools, seeds, and dry food."

"Long live, long live, long live."

The cheers even drowned out the waves.

Many people wiped their tears and thought that it would be great to have 10 acres of land, and 50 acres would be really luxurious.

……

Queue up~
Each person was given an axe, a saw, a short knife, a hoe, a bag of grain seeds, a pound of salt, a fire starter, and ten large cakes.

The size of each village ranges from 200 to 500 people.

Ten iron plows, ten spearheads, twenty iron pots, and two fishing nets were distributed to each village.

All the villages are named with numbers, from Village No. 1 to Village No. N.

All those who could read and write were appointed as village chiefs.

After leaving Lushun, we followed the soldiers northward in groups of tun.

Sure enough~
There are always bastards who are one step ahead of others.

Those who arrived first had already divided the fields and were working together. They had light in their eyes and were in high spirits.

Wu Ting is very meticulous in his work, and settling down cannot be accomplished in a day or two.

So, dig a hole in the ground first.

It's shabby, but habitable.

Half of the people in each village were assigned to cut wood, and the other half were assigned to open up wasteland.

……

The distance between villages must be at least 5 miles.

This is called blank~
Leave room for future development.

The so-called 50 acres of land was also an approximate number. No one measured it, so the soldiers just stood at the edge of the field and pointed.

"From here to there, it's all yours."

Then, he supervised the immigrants to drive in hundreds of wooden stakes as boundaries.

Before leaving, he did not forget to leave a sentence:
"There are fish in the river, wild animals in the forest, and trees on the mountain. Take whatever you want. Everything around the village is yours. His Majesty supports you."

“Remember, stay united.”

"We are all from the same village from now on, so don't make things awkward."

After the soldiers left, everyone started introducing themselves to each other. As expected, they came from all corners of the country.

Actually,
They were deliberately dispersed when they boarded the ship in Haizhou.

Wu Ting needed a new Northeast with immigrants from all over the world, a new granary of the empire.

……

Huai'an Prefecture.

In a town that was converted into a refugee hospital, Zhou Xiaojiang's sister Zhou Xiaobai put on her cotton coat awkwardly.

The military doctor was very calm:
"You are not sick, it's a misdiagnosis."

Fortunately, this is the 18th century.

The Mongolian female doctor who made the wrong diagnosis does not need to bear any responsibility. At the refugee sorting station, thousands of people are sorted every day, and even the X-ray machine will smoke.

"Sir, I want to go find my brother."

"Well, where can you find it? Maybe you can go to Port Arthur or Java. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Seeing the girl's eyes turn red, the doctor simply suggested:

"I see you're quite capable, so you can help out here. I'll provide you with food and accommodation."

……

What could Zhou Xiaobai say? He could only put on a white coat and a white hat and stay here to start from doing menial work.

The career advancement routes in the Department of Health are:
Odd servant - assistant - Mongolian doctor - military doctor - military medical officer.

The Department of Health does not judge by seniority, but by skill and courage.

……

Life in the hospital is busy and fulfilling.

With sufficient carbohydrates and protein in three meals a day, the thin Zhou Xiaobai grew up quickly, and the flower buds bloomed visibly to the naked eye.

Occasionally, other servants would say:

"Zhou Xiaobai is so pitiful."

Immediately refuted:

"Because there are tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians who died in the war, it is impossible to count them. Who is not pitiful? Who is innocent? Because she is beautiful, is she more pitiful than others?"

"It's all fate."

Others sighed:

"These days, it's really pitiful."

……

The Wu Dinh Department of Health attaches great importance to disinfection procedures.

Zhou Xiaobai did a good job in the disinfection and bandaging process, and quickly mastered 500 commonly used Chinese characters, so he was promoted from a handyman to an assistant.

I am so busy every day that I don’t have time to be sad.

"Come and live."

Zhou Xiaobai quickly put on a thick cotton mask, memorized the several common infectious diseases that the doctor described on the spot, and quickly identified several patients suspected of having tuberculosis, conjunctivitis, diphtheria, and malaria.

There is an infectious area nearby that is specifically for treating such patients and is patrolled by armed sentries.

The patient either recovers and walks out on his own, or becomes a corpse and is carried out by others.

Hospitals are testing grounds for all kinds of new drugs and cutting-edge treatment concepts.

The science of the 18th century was dominated by a fantastic idea~
All kinds of weird treatments were advocated by people, and even a king could hardly avoid being tortured by quack doctors with irons, hammers, and knives. If you want to talk about pity, Washington was also quite pitiful.

……

Zheng Chunshou was also among the refugees.

After swimming across from Qinghe County, he discarded his weapons, disguised himself as a refugee and begged, heading south.

result,

He walked to Huai'an in a daze, was sorted first, and then thrown into the hospital. He did not resist, thinking that the court would not be able to support him for too long, and would let him go sooner or later.

He wanted to return to Jinzhai Village in Dabie Mountains, where was his home, his persimmon tree, and his cat.

but,

Fate played a huge joke on me.

A team of soldiers suddenly drove into the hospital and took away all the recovered patients with mild symptoms.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Shut up and get on board."

……

1 days later,

The ship arrived at Yizheng, a small town in the north of the Yangtze River.

Zheng Chunshou stared in amazement at a huge three-masted sailing ship anchored at the pier.

"Master, where are you sending us?"

"Shut up!"

Under the soldiers' supervision, they stepped onto the ship on the gangplank and were immediately driven under the cabin. The captain of the ship, who was from Yangzhou, shouted:

"Weigh the anchor and hoist the sail."

His destination was Batavia, the capital of Java.

The people in the cabin will become small leaders of the farms opened up near Batavia by the Yangtze River Company, one of the four major salt merchants.

That's right,

His Majesty officially transferred 7% of the land in Batavia to 32 merchants of all sizes in accordance with the loan ratio.

……

We need manpower to open up new land.

Yangtze River Company decided to bring a group of people from the mainland to Java to supervise the indigenous people's farming and teach them farming skills.

Such a small thing,

I don't know which official just made a casual request, and Huai'an Prefecture sent 500 people away for free.

Now everything is in a mess, and the North is undergoing a major reshuffle. No one cares if 500 recovered mild patients are wiped out from the register, or even if 5 healthy refugees are wiped out.

People are worthless.

……

As soon as the ship raised the sail, it was intercepted by a rider from the shore.

"Hold on raising the sails for now."

"The War Department needs to take a few people to Batavia."

No choice but to wait for half an hour.

There were 5 more passengers on board, including 2 military doctors, 2 Mongolian doctors and 1 female assistant.

The captain was stunned. After thinking for a long time, he decided to vacate a cabin in the stern to accommodate the female passenger.

It is troublesome to carry a woman, but who dares to refuse the Army Department?

This brand new 500-ton ship purchased from the East India Company slowly left the port, sailed out of the Yangtze River estuary, and began a long journey along the coastline.

Among the deckhands, there were several European faces.

According to statistics from the Navy Department, there are more than 3000 foreign sailors serving in the navy and civilian merchant ships, of which 1000 have been naturalized.

……

on deck,
Several military doctors were chatting.

The journey is long and it's nice to have a woman to chat with.

"Assistant Zhou, why did you take the initiative to sign up to be a military doctor overseas?"

"I have a brother who got lost in Huai'an Prefecture. Later someone said they saw him on a ship to Batavia. So~"

The military doctor was stunned and sighed.

This reason is too absurd. There is a 90% chance that Xiaobai was fooled.

"Military Medical Officer, you again?"

"The Army Department promised that I would receive double pay while stationed in Batavia. After five years, I would be promoted by two ranks. So I want to give it a try."

"We are thousands of miles away from home, so please take care of each other."

Zhou Xiaobai turned his head and saw that the edge of the land had completely disappeared.

His eyes were red.

……

The Northern Expedition was in full swing.

After Wu's army resolved the largest peasant uprising in Qinghe County, Zhili Prefecture, there was no longer any organized enemy in front of them.

The road is smooth all the way to Yanjing.

The logistical tasks are becoming increasingly arduous.

The Grand Canal, which cost the life of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, was responsible for almost 9% of the logistics of the Eastern Army and 6% of the transportation of disaster relief supplies.

But I don’t know what Yang Guang would think if he knew about this in the underworld.

It is said that there is only one step between genius and madness, and the same is true between a sage king and a foolish king.

……

During the march~
Every day, Li Yu randomly selected no less than five officers from the roster to talk to.

Every day, Li Yu would go down to have meals with the soldiers, ask about their family situations in a friendly manner, and reward them with wine and meat.

The reason for doing this is not complicated.

Military power is very special.

You can't command hundreds of thousands of troops at will just by holding the tiger talisman.

Even if you were the crown prince and ascended the throne today, you might not be able to inherit your father's military power.

As the founding monarch, a monarch who wants to take drastic measures, Li Yu must firmly grasp the sword (the army and intelligence agencies).

……

In Yanjing, the snow remains.

The urgent ringing of bells echoed throughout the imperial city, startling the crows and terrifying the rich.

Hearing the bell, the princes, ministers, officials and nobles of the Qing Dynasty hurried to the Meridian Gate, wanting to know what had happened.

The imperial city is heavily guarded.

The imperial guards, wearing armor and with their swords and spears drawn, stood solemnly in the square from the Meridian Gate to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Not far away is Yingtai, surrounded by water.

Qianlong leaned against the window and looked into the distance, muttering:

"Have the Wu army reached the outskirts of the city?"

However, no one responded to him. He could only look at the falling snowflakes and think about his life.

……

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony,

The newly crowned Emperor Kant was in high spirits. He left the dragon throne and waved his arms.

Shouting:

"My dear ministers, great joy, great joy."

The officials in the palace were all dumbfounded and wondered if the new emperor had lost his mind.

"I tell you, the secret envoy has just returned from the south, and the peace talks between the two countries were successful."

Wow~
The crowd was in an uproar, and the sound of discussion was like a hornet's nest.

"Silence, silence!" Yongyan announced loudly, "The content of the peace talks is as follows: Wu's army will withdraw from outside the Great Wall, and the two countries will use the Yellow River as the boundary and will not invade each other. Sichuan, Shaanxi, Gansu, Shanxi, U-Tsang, and the Western Regions will all belong to Wu. The Qing Dynasty will be renamed the Later Jin, and the Wu court will be respected as the superior country. I will respect the Emperor Wu as the uncle emperor, marry the tenth princess of the retired emperor to the Emperor Wu, and pay 1000 million taels of silver as compensation to the Wu Kingdom."

"Follow the alliance between Liao and Song and put an end to the war forever."

A young eunuch took out the official text of the peace agreement at the right time.

All the ministers rushed forward and scrambled to watch.

Yongyan smiled and turned to the back of the hall.

……

Heshen stood there motionless, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

He had already concluded that the new emperor was about to take action against him, because Qianlong had promised to marry the Tenth Princess to his son.

This hatred will never end~
Another important official in the central government, Yu Minzhong, still claimed to be ill, and the servants in Yu's mansion even began to buy white cloth and order a coffin.

It gives people a hint that the funeral will be held tomorrow~
The peace negotiation documents circulated in the Hall of Supreme Harmony and returned to the eunuch's hands.

Yongyan came out from the back of the hall, wearing a military uniform with bright armor.

High spirits:

"Everyone, since the peace talks have been concluded."

"I can't wait to lead the army in person to eliminate the rebels north of the Yellow River."

……

Heshen came out:

"Your Majesty, is it too hasty to lead the army in person? Should we first finalize the peace agreement with the Wu court, and then calmly eliminate the rebels?"

Yongyan's cold eyes fell.

Sparks of anger flew between the two like-minded people.

The palace was dead silent~
Yongyan spoke, his tone cold:
"Why did the Qing Dynasty become what it is today? It's because the emperor was incompetent, the government was corrupt, and the people were living in poverty. Whenever I think of this, I can't help but feel sad."

"And you, Heshen, are one of the culprits. You formed a clique for personal gain and amassed wealth like crazy. You are a traitor, the greatest traitor in the Qing Dynasty."

"Come on, take it."

A group of guards who were well prepared immediately held Heshen down and covered his mouth.

It is important to keep silent in time!
This is to prevent He Er from being overwhelmed by anger and saying something outrageous, thus ruining the current good situation.

……

Yongyan strode with his head held high and waved his hand:
"My dear ministers, after I have eliminated all the rebels north of the Yellow River and east of Taihang, we will work hard to govern the country and cultivate the people."

Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, everyone was jubilant.

An old prince pounded the bear and stamped his feet, waving his fists, his expression sometimes firm, sometimes sad, and sometimes upright.

In Peking Opera, this character must have a red face makeup.

then,

Yongyan took a deep breath and asked:
"Would you like to help with the funding?"

For a moment, there was silence.

The old prince suddenly became 3 inches shorter and disappeared without a trace.

……

Yongyan looked at the red below, sighed sympathetically, and said:
"I understand that it's not easy for everyone. You have suffered a lot over the years."

"I will think of a way. With such a huge capital, we can always raise one or two million taels of silver to reward the soldiers."

"Let's disperse."

Everyone felt relieved and knelt down in unison.

Mountain cheers:

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

(End of this chapter)