Chapter 582 The wise man takes advantage of his strength
Ma Guerhun is now Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, and he is no longer a human being.
On the one hand, other tribes had deep grudges with him; on the other hand, he offended the Han forces by reporting on the pass defenders asking for bribes and Han merchants buying cheap and selling high, and the Han merchants now had the power to bypass him.
If he purchases it directly from other ministries, his management rights will become useless.
In comparison, many mountain products, timber, and horses were purchased at a low price, but when sold, the profit was more than ten times. For him, it is obvious that the right to operate is better than the right to manage to feed and clothe his people.
Good. You must know that if they are engaged in business, not only can they purchase from other tribes, but their own tribe also produces a lot of output.
However, once he gives up management, his tribe's output will have to be sold to other operators at a low price. He can clearly calculate the balance between the interests of both parties. But he is not at ease if he is asked to give up management.
This power is given to the tribe of Wuri Geng. How can it not be difficult for them once they gain power? Magulhun hesitated and said: "I just don't know..., if we give up the power of management, the Lord of the Ministry will prepare to
To which tribe was it given?”
Xia Xun said: "Which tribe should I hand over to? With the interests at stake, can you rest assured? Huh? And you, all of you, tell me who to hand over this management power to, so that everything can be leveled."
Is everyone relieved?"
All around, people from various tribes were silent. Who can guarantee that with a mountain of gold and a sea of silver flowing in his hands, he would be able to be a passing god of wealth without any thoughts?
Xia Xun breathed a sigh of relief and said sadly: "Since I arrived in Liaodong, I have seen that the place is barren and the people in various tribes live in poverty. Therefore, I have tried my best to find ways to make money for you so that you can live a better life. Now,
Life has just been getting better, but then you cause such a thing, you, you, all of you, pat your consciences!"
Xia Xun stepped forward, walked to the middle of the gun formation, slowly turned around, opened his arms, and shouted loudly: "Who among you can be fair and impartial without selfishness, you can stand up!"
For a moment, everything was silent, the bright sunshine reflected on Xia Xun's body, and a sacred halo seemed to appear behind his head. If a devout Christian stood here, he would definitely have tears in his eyes.
The scene is very similar to the scene where Jesus said generously: "Whoever is righteous among you who has no sin, let him stand up and stone him to death!" That scene.
However, there was no such thing here. Under Xia Xun's gaze and questioning, everyone lowered their heads in shame, and the swords and guns they held tightly in their hands quietly lowered themselves and hid them behind their backs.
Xia Xun continued to shake his head and said sadly: "But, can I abandon you? No! The imperial court has asked me to be the governor of Liaodong, and I, Yang Xu, must be responsible for the soldiers and people of Liaodong!"
"Eternal Realm!"
After Xia Xun finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and shouted.
"Ah? Oh! A commoner... a low-ranking official... a humble position!"
Wanshiyu, who was watching in rapt attention, stood up with a confused look on his face.
Xia Xun said: "Master Wan is the chief historian of the Liaodong shogunate. Wan Changshi, from now on, the management of Hada City will be the responsibility of the Chief History Department. Judicial, civil and anti-corruption offices will be set up here, and Jian Ding will be recruited to patrol and govern the place.
Ensure that each tribe operates and trades normally and legally. Any extraneous expenses will be paid by the shogunate, and no money from the tribes is allowed!"
"Ah! Yes, I obey your orders!"
Xia Xun sighed again: "Today's tragedy in Hada City has sounded the alarm for this governor! Wan Changshi, quickly deploy, and other places under the Liaodong Dusi's quesging market, horse market, and square market will respond.
According to this procedure, all the six departments of each military department, except the military department, were set aside to serve as the team for establishing administrative offices in various places, and to establish special management agencies of the shogunate to manage local order and maintain the local legal system. We must avoid similar incidents from happening again.
occur!"
"Yes, I will obey you!"
Before the leaders of each tribe could react, they all looked at Xia Xun like stupid geese. Xia Xun frowned, looking at them as if he hated iron, and said: "You are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty.
If something cannot be resolved through negotiation, you can still go to the government to seek justice! Is there no royal law for killing?
Who among you won? Who lost? When the parents, wives and children of the tribe came to the door crying, holding the body of the mainstay of their family, as the leader of the tribe, as the respected elders in the tribe, what did you give him?
Let them explain it to each other, eh? No matter how much compensation you give them, will the deceased be able to come back to life?"
"Read more books and learn how to be a good person! This governor has already established a government school. How many nephews and nephews in your family have not been sent to study? They only know how to dance with guns and sticks. A person who cannot read Chinese characters,
How can it become a great thing? Everything is of low quality, only reading is good. Have you heard of it? Never heard of it? If you haven’t heard of it, just remember it! Everything is of low quality, only studying is good!"
"Zhang Xitong!"
"The official is here!"
Zhang Xitong also hurriedly came out and bowed to Xia Xun. Xia Xun said: "This is Mr. Zhang who is in charge of my Liaodong Mansion School. My nephew sent him to read some sage books, so that he will be successful in the future."
.After a while, you all go to Mr. Zhang to sign up for your sons and nephews at home. Of course, the family is too poor and can’t even afford the money for education, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. You don’t have to sign up for the time being. Now Baiye
There are many places to spend money, and when the Liaodong shogunate becomes more lenient and offers free government schools, you can send your nephew here!"
After Xia Xun finished speaking, he glanced at Peishtmur and Qinggeltai, and said: "The dead and injured people of each tribe..."
The two captains bowed quickly and said: "There is no need to worry about this, the general will handle it properly!"
Xia Xun said "hmm" and sighed deeply: "I am planning another war against the Tatars to relieve our border troubles and protect the people of Liaodong. Please handle this matter quickly and don't cause any more trouble to me!
"
Peishtmur and Qinggeltai were so ashamed that they said: "Don't worry, sir, I will assure you that it won't happen again!"
The emergence of Manchuria was the result of the Liaodong tribes, under the indulgence and instigation of the Ming court, fighting and annexing each other for more than two hundred years, and finally completing it by force. In the process, their political system continued to improve, and finally formed
A unified political system was established. However, Xia Xun now launched an economic offensive against these tribes who had no sense of country or political power at all. In the end, they were limited to the economic field, and gradually gave up justice, administration, and even force.
The favorable living environment will inevitably weaken their force and wildness. At the same time, when they become an economy focused on industry, agriculture and commerce, it will also prevent them from using force to develop into a group that must have political characteristics.
Now, these tribes with no political ambitions have tasted the sweetness of business. They need stability and the protection and maintenance of law and order, right?
Who will do these things? Xia Xun has already given the answer, it will be done by the Liaodong government and the army. So in the long run, how much more dependent will these tribesmen have on the tribes? The tribesmen are less dependent on the tribes, and the tribal leaders
How many tribesmen can be restrained and called upon? In the eyes of these businessmen, is the government more deterrent, or is a big businessman more deterrent?
As for one or two hundred years later, through integration and development, their characteristics as tribal leaders have long since disappeared. They may decline, and some may be outstanding. Whether they are declining or outstanding, they are people of the Ming Dynasty!
Xia Xun's shogunate came into being due to the urgent need of various tribes to safeguard their own interests, which allowed his administration and justice to be implemented with minimal resistance. Under the general trend, the opposition of a few "wise" people, most of them
Before he could leave, he was drowned out by the support from within his tribe. Xia Xun was very proud. He discovered that it turns out that doing "bad things" can also bring pleasure, hehe...
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Hulunbuir Grassland.
This is a miraculous pure land of creation, a fantasy world of heaven and earth.
Vast, broad, beautiful, and moving, the vast sky and earth are green, and white bags are scattered by the river...
It's midsummer, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant on the grassland, and the air is fresh; wisps of smoke rise from the dots of bags; the Hui wind blows, the grass flutters, and under the blue sky and white clouds, there is an endless grassland, with groups of cattle and sheep, and galloping horses strolling
on it.
Next to the river is the moving capital of the Tatars, and their sweat tent is now located here.
On the edge of the clear lake, with lush water and grass, and hundreds of birds flying in the sky, the twelve-hana tent stands there quietly like a huge palace. This is the Khan's tent, not far from it.
There is a large tent that is almost as big as a sweat tent. The white tent is embroidered with beautiful patterns, which is gorgeous and unique.
A beautiful girl with brocade skirt and high boots, pink and rosy hair walked lightly, opened the curtain and walked in. Her hair was as black as lacquer, with a bunch of braids around the top of her head, and a small braid on the back of her head.
The braid is braided into a big braid that hangs straight down to the buttocks. The ends of the braid gently slap the buttocks when walking, or sway from side to side in the graceful arc, tempting the eyes.
This is the big tent of the Japanese, but she is dressed as a Uighur Uighur. She is Urantuya, the daughter of Harbala, the Tatar Privy Council Vice-Council, and her mother is an Uighur Uighur.
The fusion of the two blood lines made her look ten times more beautiful than ordinary Japanese girls.
This big tent belongs to Taishi Arutai, and everyone who comes in and out has to go through the notification, but she obviously doesn't need to, because she is Arutai's goddaughter, and she is also Arutai's son Abjia.
If nothing else happens, the girl he pursues will soon become Arutai's daughter-in-law.
The tent is covered with soft and thick wool carpets with gorgeous and complicated patterns. There are several plates of fresh fruits placed on the table in the center of the tent. Arutai is sitting cross-legged in front of the table, looking at something seriously. Ulantuya's deerskin
Xiaoman's boots made no sound on the soft carpet. She walked to Alutai's side, but Alutai hadn't noticed yet.
"Hey!"
Ulantuya suddenly stamped her feet and shouted. The startled Arutai raised his head, and Ulantuya giggled.
"You naughty girl!"
Seeing that it was his beloved goddaughter, Arutai couldn't help but shake his head and smile. He closed the letter and threw it on the table. Wulantuya walked around the table, hugged his neck, and said affectionately: "Godfather, I am
When will dad come back?"
"It's quick, it's quick!"
Arutai patted her little hand lovingly, and subconsciously looked at the note on the table, with a cold light like a blade in his eyes: "That Yang Xu is going to take action, and soon, your father will
Carry Yang Xu's head and come back on a fast horse. When the time comes, your father and I will hold a gorgeous wedding for you and Abu Zhia!"
"Godfather!" Ulan Tuya shyly hit Alutai on the shoulder, and Alutai burst out laughing...
p: Another update, another update, today Wen Siru has diabetes, ***, recommendation vote, give me some fuel!