Chapter 457 If there is difficulty, find Zhang Xiang
"What a pity that Wang Baobao escaped!"
Mao Gui sighed heavily and stamped his feet fiercely.
Peng Zaozhu, who was opposite him, was not too disappointed. On the contrary, he stared at Mao Gui and kept laughing. Mao Gui was startled and couldn't help but think of the time when he was still under Zhao Junyong. The person opposite him was also
It was Marshal Peng who was also in red scarf. Mao Gui couldn't help but smile secretly, went around in circles, and came back again.
"It's so expensive! Just vote! You also think about your brothers and the great cause of the Northern Expedition. The Red Scarves in the world are one family. At this time, you are still acting awkwardly. You are going against the general trend and you are going to become a sinner."
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"Sinner?" Mao Gui was stunned.
"Isn't it? Expelling the Huru and restoring China. This is the biggest thing. If you become an obstacle to the Northern Expedition, aren't you a sinner of China?"
Mao Gui was stunned again. After a while, he said with a helpless smile: "Young Marshal Peng, it seems that you really believe what Prime Minister Zhang said?"
Peng Zaozhu said: "It's not just me, there are thousands of brothers. Everyone believes it. Not only do we believe it, we also practice it and do it with all our heart. You can go to the Ming Dynasty to see what we can do."
How about it!"
Mao Gui nodded, "I must go and take a look."
After a pause, Mao Gui continued: "Young Marshal Peng, it's not that I don't want to join the Ming Dynasty, it's just that I can't make the decision on some things."
"Are you worried about Liu Futong?"
"No!"
Mao Gui shook his head, and then sighed: "Maybe you don't believe it, but in fact, the old men of the Red Scarf Army under me also have their own ideas. How many years ago, His Majesty King Ming carefully preached and developed disciples. What he said is
King Ming is born, and the world is unified... Don't you want to go further by becoming Prime Minister Liu? No, he doesn't dare! The old brothers below will not agree. Even if everyone knows that His Majesty King Ming is a puppet, the puppet must be there, otherwise
If so, Prime Minister Liu will not be able to sit still!"
Peng Zaozhu was slightly shocked, but then he understood.
The Red Turban Uprising is still very different from the previous uprisings. Whether it is the Yellow Turban Army Zhang Jiao, Huang Chao, Fang La, Zhong Xiang, Yang Yao...these people revolted because of the injustice of the court. The poor had no place to stand, and the rich had no land.
Lian Qian Mo... what they advocate is average.
But when it came to the Red Turban Army at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Han Shantong’s call to the Red Turban Army was to have three thousand tigers and brave men, reach the land of Youyan, fly the dragon ninety-five, and reopen the sky of the Song Dynasty.
You said they could drive out the barbarians or restore the Yuan Dynasty to the Song Dynasty!
All in all, they had their own ideas, and it was this idea that supported Liu Futong's three-way northern expedition and Guan Duo's thousands of miles of detours.
Although Han and Song Dynasties had many shortcomings, their contribution to the destruction of the Yuan Dynasty cannot be denied.
Almost every hero is supported by a lofty ideal... Zhuge Liang wanted to restore the Central Plains and revive the Han Dynasty, Yue Fei wanted to clean up the old mountains and rivers, and Wen Tianxiang wanted to leave a loyal heart and reflect history.
For the same reason, there are also such people among the Red Turban Army.
Or to put it simply, without these people, Liu Futong would not be able to survive today.
"Young Marshal Peng, if I don't have an explanation for these people, I'm afraid I will be torn apart by random blades immediately." Mao Gui sighed: "Today's Red Scarf, there are too many people with ulterior motives mixed in, many wealthy families,
In order to continue to survive, many people were sent to infiltrate the red scarves. Prime Minister Liu is happy to see it, and it is not convenient for me to stop them. Besides, the Yuan army is attacking, who can refuse others to help you?"
Mao Gui's words revealed the problem of Shandong Red Scarf... This army can be roughly divided into two parts. One is the elite old Red Scarf.
This group of people has fought countless battles and is capable and brave. They can be called the backbone of the entire army.
Others include prisoners of the Yuan Dynasty, armed local powerful families, and even bandits and bandits...a mess, forcibly kneaded together.
Mao Gui also wanted to rectify the army, implement equalization of land, and learn from the Ming Dynasty to create a strong steel army.
But the problem is that the old Red Scarf Army, they are good men in the fight against the Yuan Dynasty, but they are not willing to share the land. The wealthy families are also obstructing it in every possible way.
Even ordinary soldiers feel that the land distribution is unfair. If they can't get a few acres of land, they can't support their family at all. They might as well give more military pay, or simply let the big guys rob...
The people below were half-hearted, because after occupying Shandong, Liu Futong could not help but be suspicious of Mao Gui, and those "loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty" kept tossing around inside, creating a smoky atmosphere and a mess.
"To be honest, I am a target now. All the open and hidden arrows are falling on me. When I led the troops to rescue Kaifeng, some people like Tian Feng planned to rebel. If I don't rescue Kaifeng and just sit back and watch, I will be punished.
The people below will overthrow it. Similarly, if I decide to join the Ming Dynasty now, my people will be divided and my army will be defeated..."
Mao Gui smiled sadly, feeling helpless.
"Young Marshal Peng, tell me, what do you think I should do?"
Peng Zaozhu was shocked, it could be so sinister?
Whatever a person does is wrong and he can't do anything but wait to die?
Peng Zaozhu hadn't read many books, so he didn't know if there were similar situations in history, but in his opinion, there was one person who definitely had a solution.
"Mao Gui, only Prime Minister Zhang can save you now. Please come over and give me an idea!"
"Zhang Xiang?"
Mao Gui raised his head slightly and fell into deep thought. To be honest, he had extraordinary admiration for Zhang Ximeng. He could recite the articles written by Zhang Ximeng by heart. He executed the outline of Juntian written by Zhang Ximeng word for word... Naihe Ming Dynasty
He kept going up, but he was stuck on both sides and found it difficult to maintain?
Is it possible that there are some secret skills that have not been written down?
Thinking of this, Mao Gui couldn't help but laugh at himself.
There is never any secret in governing a country, it just depends on whether it is put there and whether it can be implemented!
"Young Marshal Peng, it would be best if Prime Minister Zhang could come over. Please rest assured that I will do my best to protect Prime Minister Zhang's safety."
Peng Zaozhu nodded and immediately sent someone to Xuzhou to deliver a message to Zhang Ximeng.
After receiving the news, Zhang Ximeng did not hesitate and immediately rushed to Dongping Prefecture as quickly as possible and met Mao Gui.
The two parties sat down and talked carefully. Mao Gui told the truth about his situation, which was more detailed than when he talked to Peng Zaozhu. Zhang Ximeng listened patiently and asked questions from time to time.
At the end, Mao Gui asked in an almost pleading tone: "Prime Minister Zhang, I really don't know where I can survive. Please help me, Prime Minister Zhang!"
As he spoke, he bowed deeply.
Zhang Ximeng thought for a while and said with a smile: "I'm not that capable. There are so many things and it's like a mess. Let's deal with the matter at hand first... How many soldiers and horses do Tian Feng and Wang Shicheng have?"
"Almost fifty thousand people."
"Then how many more prisoners were captured after defeating Wang Baobao this time?"
"Almost more than ten thousand." Mao Gui also answered honestly.
"Well, let's start with these people." Zhang Ximeng said: "Pull them out and make a distinction."
Mao Gui naturally nodded in agreement. These tens of thousands of people were indeed the biggest trouble. If they were not handled properly, it would lead to chaos.
Tian Feng and Wang Shicheng can naturally kill them all, but what can you do to the people below them?
It is really difficult to deal with being unable to kill and being alienated from one's moral character. In the past, you could slowly do it and slowly win over people's hearts, but now you don't even have the time to do so.
Let’s see what clever tricks Zhang Ximeng can come up with, right?
After the two parties talked, Zhang Ximeng ordered the arrangement, and it only took a short time to build a simple portal outside the military camp.
Then Li Wenzhong brought the prisoners over, walked to the front of the gate, and asked one by one, where are you from, and are you interested in joining the Ming army?
On the other side of the door, Guo Ying led others to cook porridge in a big pot. Anyone who passed by could get a bowl of porridge first.
There were so many hungry captives coveting it, and they couldn't understand why they had to open a door and ask about their origins if they just drank porridge... But since it was stipulated like this, they had no other way.
Finally someone stood up and said, "My name is Lin Shiwu, I, I am a poor man, I have been a poor man for eight lifetimes!"
Li Wenzhong smiled and nodded, "You can't go wrong with your name. Go ahead!"
The young prisoner trotted over and was given a bowl of porridge and a pickle.
He ate it happily while it was hot.
Seeing him like this, the other prisoners followed him, and in a short time, hundreds of them passed by.
At this time, a young man with a warm smile appeared in front of them, and with him came some veterans... nothing else, just sitting on the ground and chatting.
Then one after another, prisoners kept coming, drinking porridge, chatting... and the cycle started over and over again.
Mao Gui was watching from the side. To be honest, he couldn't understand. But he didn't expect that Prime Minister Zhang, who was a master of writing and wielded great power, could chat happily with ordinary prisoners, and would show up from time to time.
This Shandong dialect sentence is really shocking.
After more than a day of screening, Zhang Ximeng identified more than 8,000 prisoners from more than 10,000 prisoners.
As for the remaining people, he did not do anything else, but asked people to prepare porridge and pickles for them.
But the selected people shared pancakes with Zhang Ximeng.
That's right, Zhang Ximeng is really talented in many skills and always makes everyone feel fresh and new. I don't know who he learned from, how to make batter, put it on the pot and spread it out. After making two times, the movements became smoother. No
In a few clicks, a pancake as thin as paper and as big as a mat is ready.
At this level, it would be wrong not to set up a stall in front of the school.
Zhang Ximeng shared pancakes with everyone while smiling, giving them green onions, bean paste... and then continued chatting.
"What we are talking about about land equalization is to get everyone involved. In every village or town, the people will stand up on their own to verify the land and manage the land allocation. We only send people to ensure fairness, and no bullying of good people is allowed. etc.
After dividing the fields, we will issue land deeds to you all, and this land will be yours. I think if I work hard for two or three years, I can eat pancakes rolled with green onions every meal. What do you think?" Zhang Ximeng laughed.