Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 147 Become a rich and idle person

In the Wuying Hall, Zhu Youxiao stood up and walked slowly with his hands behind his back. After a while, he stopped in front of Wang Qi and said with a serious look on his face: "My dear friends, what do you think of this matter?"

"I think I should kill him as a warning to others!"

"The rioters looted the town, killed the county magistrate, and robbed the government treasury. They are no longer the pure and good people under our Ming Dynasty. I think we should send troops to suppress them forcefully!"

"My minister agrees!"

"The minister also agrees!"

Xu Guangqi's memorial made all the civil and military officials in the palace furious.

This group of unscrupulous people dare to kill the county magistrate today, and the prefect tomorrow. What can they do the day after tomorrow? They don’t dare to think about it!
  Even Sun Chengzong, who had always been lenient, stood silently in the queue that sent troops to suppress.

"I am willing to lead the troops in the capital to go to Jizhou Prefecture to suppress the rebellion." Han Xu was not willing to give Wang Qi a chance to speak at this time. Although he had no experience in leading troops, he was a mere refugee and did not need a world-famous general to choose a guard. The capital camp of the capital is enough.

Following Han Xu's statement, Zuo Guangdou, Yang Lian and others also stood up: "I believe that Han Yuchen's departure will definitely drive away the rebellious people, stabilize Jizhou, and restore peace to the capital."

Faced with the civil and military statements of the Manchu Dynasty, Zhu Youxiao looked here and listened there. Although they were all prudent and mature words, he still felt a little uneasy.

Can a group of civil servants be able to use a knife?

Are you here patting your chest and saying that you will definitely be able to control Jizhou and drive away the rebellious people?

Finally, Zhu Youxiao's eyes finally fell on Wang Qi, and he said in a consulting tone: "Wang Aiqing, what do you think?"

As soon as Emperor Tianqi said these words, before Wang Qi could answer, Yang Lian on the other side had already darkened his face: When did he start consulting a Liaodong warrior on important family and country matters?

Is this court still a court of scholar-bureaucrats?
  "I have some different opinions," Wang Qi, who didn't speak for a long while, lowered his eyes and looked extremely peaceful, without being affected by the opinions of the ministers at all.

"Oh?" Zhu Youxiao was immediately interested and tapped the book with his hand: "Tell me about it, Aiqing, please tell me about it!"

"I believe that although the people besieging Jizhou Prefecture are refugees, they are still members of my race. We can caress them, move them, and rescue them, but we cannot kill them!"

Not to be killed?
  When Yang Lian heard this, he immediately jumped up and sneered: "Did I hear it correctly? What Duke Lang just said was that they should not be killed? At the Shanhaiguan Pass, the blood of the refugees has not yet dried up! I must have said that that day When you cut with the blade, you don't have to use more strength than when you cut at Hou Jin, right?"

Zuodu Yushi's words were mocking, and he obviously wanted to anger Wang Qi.

"I kill one person to save all people. If Mr. Yang insists on misunderstanding my wishes, then there is nothing to say." Wang Qi looked sideways at Yang Lian: "I'm done."

Madness!

Yang Lian narrowed his eyes, his eyes filled with coldness. You, Wang Qi, kill people just to save tens of thousands of people in the world, but we kill people just to disrupt the country and bring harm to the world?

Why do you, Wang Qi, represent the world's righteous people?
  "Okay!" Seeing that everyone was about to quarrel again, Zhu Youxiao's brain throbbed, and his back molars tingled. Emperor Apocalypse bared his teeth and frowned, turned around and walked up the jade steps, sitting down again. Returning to the throne, he thought for a long time before saying: "Tomorrow, Han Xu, the second assistant to the cabinet, will leave for Jizhou Prefecture. He will also send three commanders of the Zuoying of the Fifth Army Camp to accompany him. He will try his best to get half a month to rectify the chaos in the capital and try not to let anyone go. The people are suffering, and as for the refugees, only the first culprits will be killed, and the rest will be sent back to their hometowns to be resettled."

"Your Majesty, Han Xu, would like to obey the holy instructions!" Han Xu immediately bowed down after hearing the words.

With his head lowered, the second assistant to the cabinet looked confident that half a month would be enough.

There is no way that the chaotic people in the area can fight against the imperial camp. Wherever the government troops go, the refugees scatter in all directions, and the culprit is dead. All that is left is to tidy up the place and appease the refugees.

After finishing the arrangements for the refugees from the capital, Zhu Youxiao looked at Wang Qi again: "Wang Aiqing."

"I'm here," Wang Qi said. It didn't matter whether Han Xu or the imperial court adopted his suggestions for dealing with the refugees in Gyeonggi Province. He was just making a suggestion. The specific implementation would depend on the actual situation. Wang Qi was not a born saint. How many times would he die? Individuals, in fact, there is not much difference in their minds.

"The war in Liaodong has temporarily stopped, but after half a year of recuperation, the imperial court is also interested in further recovery and taking back the homeland. In the coming days, Duke Lang will often come to the palace to explain to me the planning and layout of the past wars in Liaodong. At the same time, I can also plan for the recovery of Liaodong." When Zhu Youxiao mentioned the war in Liaodong, there was a little hope in his eyes. It is obvious that the victory of Liaodong is an epic battle spirit that can be recorded in history, and it can make Emperor Tianqi His status is several steps higher in the ranking of emperors throughout the ages.
  After all, destroying the Northern Barbarians is a national war.

I would like to ask, how many emperors can achieve this feat during their reign?
  Most of them are the Lords of Shoucheng, and I, Tianqi, can also be the Lord of ZTE!
  "I accept the decree!" Wang Qi naturally understood Zhu Youxiao's thoughts. There was no reason for a minister to refuse the emperor's thirst for knowledge.

On the other hand, Wang Qi also knew that in name, he was talking about the Liaodong War. In fact, Emperor Tianqi wanted Wang Qi to be a wealthy and idle man in the capital. As for political affairs, Wang Qi's remarks just now were obviously not taken by Emperor Tianqi. Listen in.

Not long after, various yamen submitted their own reports, including severe droughts in Shanxi and Shaanxi, flash floods in Huguang, and Jiangsu governors applying to expand official textile workshops. They cooperated with the Anhui Industrial and Commercial Alliance to purchase large quantities of private rice fields to increase business tax revenue. It was used for the Liaodong war. At the same time, Yang Lian also wrote again, asking the king to join the feudal clan and leave Beijing as soon as possible.

Wang Qi didn't say anything about these things, he just listened quietly. Only when the Ministry of Revenue reported the severe drought in Shanxi and Shaanxi, he slightly moved his eyebrows, apparently thinking of something.

About half an hour later, Zhu Youxiao commended and rewarded Wang Qi again before ending the court meeting.

When all the ministers bowed down together and sent Zhu Youxiao off respectfully, the ministers also dispersed in twos and threes.

Wang Qi also quickly left the Donghua Gate. Wang Shouxin and other personal entourage had been here for a long time.

"Sir, are you going back home?" Wang Shouxin's voice came from outside the sedan.

"Let's go for a walk," Wang Qi's voice was calm: "Look around the outer city."

The imperial court has begun to deal with the problem of refugees in Liaodong, but Wang Qi, who came from later generations, knew that for the Ming Dynasty, the most deadly thing was the hungry people in Shanxi and Shaanxi. Just now, the court had received a letter from the governor of Shanxi, and successive years of drought had caused the three Jin Dynasties to The situation on Earth is precarious.

Wang Qi closed his eyes and leaned lightly on the sofa, but his fingers subconsciously tapped the armrest.
  Forty-nine cities are divided into inner and outer cities. The inner city mostly has main streets from north to south, east and west, and many ministries and offices, where high-ranking officials live. The outer city is a mixed bag, with people from all over the world.

When they arrived in the outer city, Wang Qi had abandoned the sedan chair and took Wang Shouxin and others out of Xuanwumen on foot, and walked slowly to Xixie Street. Da Baoguo Ci'en Temple is located here, which has always been a prosperous place in the outer city. Wang Qi has nothing to do today. Also come here for a walk.

(End of this chapter)