Fengxian Jiangshan

"Hanqing, do you know the specific situation?"

"The people in Liaoyang were flooded and couldn't pay their rent. Now it's getting colder. The hungry people gathered together to attack the local big households and rob them of food. It is said that the number reached tens of thousands."

Zhang Tinglan frowned. The Chinese people have always been the most patient group of people. If the tens of thousands of people were not driven to a dead end, this would never happen.By the same token, once a large-scale civil unrest occurs, it means that the local situation is extremely bad, and it is definitely not easy to solve it.

"Hanqing, let's bid farewell to Uncle Wu immediately and return to Fengtian as soon as possible." Naturally, Wu Junsheng would not stay too much if something happened. Several guards rushed back to Fengtian, and Wu Junsheng personally sent them to the station.

On the way to the train station, Old Wu kept peeking at Zhang Tinglan. He thought that Zhang Tinglan had been overestimated before, but now it seems that he still underestimated this little guy.

It stands to reason that civil uprisings are first handled by officials in charge of civil affairs, either by opening granaries to release grain, or by giving away porridge for relief.If there is a violent disturbance, the army will be sent to suppress it. This is done everywhere, and it has become a habit. There is no such thing as Zhang Tinglan.

But now when something goes wrong, Lao Zhang called Zhang Tinglan back immediately, and he must listen to his opinion. Being able to have a say in such a major matter shows that Zhang Zuolin attaches great importance to him.

Who is Zhang Zuolin, Wu Junsheng knows best, he can't go wrong with the person he values ​​so much.It seems that Zhang Tinglan has become Lao Zhang's confidant, not an ordinary boy of the younger generation, Lao Ba is really blessed, to have such a promising son, Wu Junsheng couldn't help but envy him.

"Zhuoyan. I will let Lao Wang take care of your war horse, and then send someone to send you back to Fengtian. Don't worry, if you lose a hair, the uncle will compensate you with a gold bar."

I just improved a little relationship with Liu Guang, and now I have to leave in a hurry, I don't know if I will recognize myself next time we meet, this master still has a big temper, of course Zhang Tinglan still knows the seriousness, so hurry up and return by train Fengtian.

"The people of Tinglange are really suffering to such a degree. They can't even eat?"

Zhang Tinglan nodded: "Hanqing, the actual situation is always worse than imagined. We are a huge agricultural country, and farmers are the foundation of this country. However, the power of the government is nothing more than going deep into the countryside. It can only be controlled by those landlords and local tyrants. Local people bear too heavy a burden. After paying the land rent, the money on hand is not enough to support their lives. If there is a disaster year, or there are weddings and weddings at home, they have to borrow usury, the interest of the donkey rolling, how many people So the family was destroyed."

"Planting the land to pay rent, and paying off debts. Isn't this a matter of course?"

"There is nothing natural in this world, it depends on which side your butt is sitting on." Zhang Tinglan said: "Farmers go out early and return late. They work hard, but they can barely fill their stomachs in good years. In bad years, they will sell their children and daughters." , the family is ruined, this is the biggest injustice, the degree of civilization of a government depends on whether it really cares about the disadvantaged majority!"

If China wants to develop, it must solve the problem of the peasants who are the majority of the population. No matter how difficult it is, it must face up to it, and it cannot be avoided, nor can it be avoided. If the power of the peasants is not released, China will always be backward. Can't change.

"Mr. Wang Yongjiang proposed clearing up the land, which is the beginning of dealing with the peasant problem. Regardless of the landlord and the peasant, they must pay taxes according to the actual amount of land. However, I think it is not enough. More things need to be done, such as restricting Land rent, such as the establishment of rural banks, or the development of factories, in short, we must do everything possible to reduce the burden on farmers and increase their income level.”

Sitting on the train, Zhang Tinglan was constantly thinking about how to deal with the civil uprising in front of him. In fact, it is very easy to cure the symptoms. Either kill the people who lead the trouble, or kill a few big households, take out a little food, and give relief. Disaster victims, on it.

However, this method did not touch the core of the farmers' problems. If there is another disaster year, I am afraid that this situation will happen again. Therefore, we must find a fundamental solution. I am afraid that this is why Zhang Zuolin is in a hurry to let Zhang Tinglan return to Fengtian. I want to see if he can come up with a new way.

After getting off the train, Zhang Tinglan went straight to the Marshal's Mansion, but when he was two streets away from the Marshal's Mansion, he saw many parades with banners and slogans, hundreds of people, and surrounded the street in front of the Marshal's Mansion Get up, and on the opposite side are soldiers with live ammunition, waiting in full force.

This scene is so familiar. Not long ago, the people of Fengtian went to surround Duan Zhigui's mansion. As a result, Feng Shui took turns, and now Lao Zhang can't escape, but the number of people is discounted, and almost all of them are students, and there are no other industries.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Tinglan knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked the driver to pull her into the commander's mansion from behind. At this time, the commander's mansion was also heavily guarded, and there were patrols coming and going, for fear that the students would rush in.As soon as I walked into the Tiger Hall, there was a pungent smell of smoke.

Zhang Zuolin, Zhang Zuoxiang, Sun Liechen and others were all holding cigarette pouches and smoking them with sad faces.

"Marshal, these students don't know what to do. If you continue to surround yourself like this, how can you save your face? I think it's better to take decisive action to disperse them. If you don't listen, you will be put in prison and starved for a few days. That's enough." Zhang Jinghui said worriedly.

Lao Zhang smiled wryly: "We have always regarded ourselves as respecting public opinion. We have always sided with the common people in several demonstrations. Now it is our turn to go to the police. Isn't this a typical two-faced sword!"

"Is there no other way?" Zhang Jinghui sighed.

While talking, Zhang Zuolin raised his head and saw Zhang Tinglan, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "Tinglan, you've come back, hurry up and help Seventh Master think about it, my hair is turning gray."

"You first tell me why these students came here. As long as the right medicine is prescribed, I don't think there is anything that can't be solved."

Lao Zhang nodded gratifiedly: "There was a disturbance in Liaoyang. Min Yuan believed that the civil commotion was caused by the heavy burden of the people, so he was going to investigate carefully. He didn't know that to solve the civil commotion, he also wanted to promote the policy of clearing Zhang's land."

"Mr. Yongjiang has always been far-sighted, and this approach is very appropriate."

"Well, I also agreed, it was Minyuan who asked me to call you back, and asked you to help think about how to resettle the victims. You have a lot of ideas, and you also have a lot of employees in the industry, so I sent you a telegram. As a result, many newspapers suddenly appeared in Fengtian yesterday, saying that Lao Zhang exported all the food to the Japanese, but watched his own people starve to death. .”

Zhang Tinglan sat on the train for more than a day. During this time, Fengtian's troubles appeared. Many newspapers began to publish articles, cursing Zhang Zuolin. Perhaps Fengtian's students were used to parading, and Zhang Zuolin's commander-in-chief was handed over as soon as something happened. Surrounded.

"Public opinion is a double-edged sword. We can use public opinion to attack our opponents, which in turn can hurt ourselves. I think Fengtian should formulate a set of parade regulations as soon as possible, as well as press and publication regulations, to regain the position of public opinion. If something happens, someone will make a fuss, and we don't want to do anything!"

"I can't wait to see you first." Zhang Zuoxiang handed some newspapers to Zhang Tinglan, "Take a look."

Zhang Tinglan took a closer look, and saw a line of big characters: Measure Fengtian's material resources, and win the favor of the East.This is comparing Zhang Zuolin to that old witch Cixi, no wonder Zhang Zuolin is depressed.

Immediately after the article, it was written that Zhang Zuolin exported 10,000+ dans of grain to Japan, and let the hungry people in Fengtian freeze to death. Other newspapers also had similar content, but the amount of grain exported was not the same. To put it mildly, how many Ten thousand, bluntly say millions of tons.

After Zhang Tinglan finished reading it, she kept shaking her head. The ability of these guys to talk nonsense is no worse than that of the disciples and grandchildren of later generations. They dare to talk nonsense without any research.People who don't know the truth will see that there is a large amount of food exported on the one hand, and on the other hand there are hungry people everywhere.

"Seventh Lord, we export grain to Japan. It is a last resort. Even if we don't export, the Japanese can still buy it through Manchurian Railway Co., Ltd. Moreover, the civil uprising in Liaoyang has nothing to do with our grain export. After the change happened, Mr. Yong Jiang personally took people to solve it, and our response is definitely very positive, these people are talking nonsense."

"Ting Lan, the problem is that the newspaper has written it like this, and others have already believed it, so it's hard for us to argue!" Lao Zhang felt aggrieved when he said it. Although this Hu Shuai is usually rude, he definitely restrained himself when he treated scholars. I didn't expect someone to take advantage of this to bully Lao Zhang, which made Zhang Zuolin very angry.

"Damn it, if you make Lao Zhang anxious, I'll set up a machine gun at the door, and it will be all over the place."

Zhang Tinglan even felt a little sympathetic to the politicians of the Republic of China, not only Zhang Zuolin, but even Duan Qirui and others were forced into a corner by the students!

"Seventh Lord, when I was in Beijing, I told Yuan Keding that the best way to control public opinion is to legislate and restrict them by law. Of course, it is definitely too late to legislate now. In addition, whether it is to avoid or suppress, I am sorry for you. The prestige is a fatal blow. In my opinion, simply open the door and let the student representatives come in. Let's explain the matter face to face. We have made no mistakes in dealing with the civil uprising this time. We must not let them take shit casually. Basin."

"Humble words, it's unseemly for a group of students to participate in important national affairs." Sun Liechen said with some disapproval: "If students are involved in everything in the future, how can we work?"

"That's right, students must not be allowed to participate casually, so we must hurry up and legislate to restrict them. This is a special situation, we might as well use it as a material for educating the public. This is called opening the door to work, so that those literary thieves have no chance to spread rumors." .”

"Ting Lan is right!" Lao Zhang slapped the armrest of the chair suddenly: "This is the battlefield, I, Lao Zhang, must not take half a step back!" (To be continued...)