typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 905 Shenzhou are all saints

My lord, even if I am a sage, how much power can I have on my own?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, "Aren't you powerful?"

Why do we feel that you are everywhere!

While Lao Zhu was pondering, Zhang Ximeng asked again, this one was even more shocking, "How powerful is your Majesty?"

This time, Lao Zhu was stunned. After a moment, Lao Zhu laughed loudly: "How strong do we have? In the court, as long as you and Mr. Li join forces, we will be helpless. In the palace, as long as you join forces, we will be helpless."

If the queen and the prince join hands, we have no way to start. How big are we?

Power? To put it bluntly, you are just an ordinary person. Never think that you can really do whatever you want, then you are making a fool of yourself!"

Zhang Ximeng said happily: "I think what your majesty said is very true. I am not as powerful as your majesty, and I am an ordinary person. How can I be called a sage?"

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated for a while and said with a smile: "Sir, what you say is not unreasonable. But look, the Yellow River is turbulent and the water is clear. As you look around, you can see overlapping mountains and lush green mountains. As He Zuoshu said, it is bare and crisscrossed with ravines.

The turbid current is rolling, all over

It's different, but it's a matter of asking people. Is it because God favors you? "

Zhang Ximeng shook his head, "Of course it's not the power of God. I think it's the power of the people, the power of thousands and thousands of people. My lord asked if anyone could be a saint, and I boldly said that all the people in the world are Confucius and Mencius.

All Chinese people are sages!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he was shaken violently, and then he set his sights on the rolling Yellow River. A long time ago, he vigorously chinned his head and said, "Sir's words should really be engraved under a stone tablet and stand by the Yellow River!"

Lao Zhu urged the horse and went directly down the river embankment. He looked down at the river water at his feet. His heart was filled with emotion. Who created Xiao Ming?

The source of everything is not the Yellow River!

If there had been no flooding of the Yellow River, there would have been no Yuan Dynasty to build the river. If the river had not been built, how could the stone man with one eye have provoked the Yellow River to rebel in the sky?

You Zhenzhen looked back at the past and fell into deep thought.

At that time, the uprising was said to be due to the Yuan court's misconduct and the anger of heaven and the people. That was why the Yellow River did not overflow and all the seven directions rebelled.

But if you think about it carelessly, even if Xiao Ming cultivates virtue, the Yellow River will flood?

Is this a dream?

In the final analysis, the fundamental problem of the Yellow River flooding is the contradiction between man and land. It is the reclamation of barren mountains in a small area and the felling of trees, resulting in soil erosion and turbidity flooding.

When the Yellow River reaches its upper reaches, it rises and silts up the river course, creating an underground hanging river.

The next step is to cut and control the river channels and strengthen the dams, which costs tens of thousands of dollars every year.

When the country's finances are sufficient and the country is running out of resources, it will be necessary to prevent river banks from bursting, causing floods thousands of miles away to swamp the country.

At that time, the country had no accumulated wealth, and the officials had no people in their hearts, so they could still maintain a level of one or seven. However, if they indulged in extravagance and greed, spent excessively, and cared only about the life and death of the people, the country would be at the end of its rope.

"Sir, he said that the flooding of the Yellow River was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"

Zhu Yuanzhang also stared at the river water at his feet, pondered for a long time, and said with a smile: "I also said that it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, but I know that if you want to manage the Yellow River well, you must have the right time, the right place, and the right people!"

Lao Zhu was startled and had to nod vigorously.

Indeed, I am very vague. The process of regulating the Yellow River...it cannot be said that the early Ming Dynasty was the best time to regulate the river. After passing that village, there were no such shops.

First of all, successive years of war have caused the Guanzhong area to lose its population slowly... Although this is a huge tragedy, it also objectively resolves the contradiction between man and land.

Thousands of villages have disappeared, and millions of people have left the land where their ancestors have lived for generations.

The overflow of the Yellow River will bring not only floods, but also the overall collapse of the ecosystem.

There is even a small desert in the upper reaches of the Yellow River. Crops are planted and water is stored. The land is salinized and provides living soil for locusts.

Floods, droughts, and locust plagues have ravaged small areas of the Central Plains one after another.

That kind of systemic ecological collapse is the most terrifying thing.

The newly born Xiao Ming Dynasty went all out to control salinity and alkali, replant trees, resist wind and sand, strengthen dams, and protect the people from danger.

This is the case in the upper reaches, but in the middle reaches of the Yellow River, the movements are even smaller\.

A small area was directly designated as a forest area, allowing farming and felling of trees.

It was not the early days of the country. There were so many people that even if there were not a few people, they could not move out. If we put it in the period of population recovery and want to move millions or tens of millions of people, is this suicidal?

After ten years of hard work, Xiao Ming Dynasty moved a total of more than 10,000 people, and designated an area of ​​10 prefectures and 70 counties as a soil and water conservation area.

Subsequently, Xiao Ming successively arranged for nearly 100,000 veterans to be disarmed and return to the fields, where they planted trees and managed water and soil.

Those veterans can all be allocated small forest areas. We can't plant medicinal materials or raise chickens, ducks and parrots in the middle of the forest... The imperial court has arranged purchase points, and there are no tax exemptions or food subsidies.

And no one has developed down jackets yet. We widely purchase duck and goose down, fill them with fine silk, and make heavy-duty and warm clothes. One piece can be sold for eight or seven guan.

Just like that, the imperial court allocates less than 7 million guan for river management every year, plus local investment, the expenditure reaches tens of millions of guan.

Hundreds of people, hundreds of thousands of veterans, and little guys worked together to finally restore the ecology of the middle reaches of the Yellow River.

Fortunately, it was still the early Ming Dynasty, so destruction was not a problem and long-term migration was difficult.

Do you really know how much it cost to control the Yellow River hundreds of years ago?

Zhu Yuanzhang said that all the saints in China were sages, and he never exaggerated or underestimated them.

At most, in the matter of regulating the Yellow River, from bottom to top, everyone who devoted themselves to it deserves the title of sage.

We rely on our own efforts to leave a comfortable living environment for future generations.

The merit lies in the present time and the benefit lies in the future!

Zhu Yuanzhang and Lao Zhu really visited several farmers' homes to see how we were living?

One of the veterans told us very little news... I, Xiao Yue, was one of the first batch of native soldiers to come to Guanzhong.

I am from Kaifeng. I followed the Western Route Army of the Northern Expedition and repulsed Guanzhong. I was a young man who fought back and forth. I was captured by Li Siqi's men and then captured by the Ming army.

I followed the Ming army to attack Wang Baobao and recover Shanxi.

I also performed meritorious service during the battle, and when I came here to hear about river control, I thought, the reason why we are not here today, the wars and the displacement of people are all caused by the Yellow River.

I rushed back and took the initiative to plant trees in Guanzhong.

At first, the trees I planted were only 80% viable, and a small area died. At this time, I was really desperate.

I came here to reflect seriously, and I also found out the biography of Guo Nangtuo about tree planting in the military middle school, worked hard to collect information, and tried it myself. By the tenth year of Hongwu, the survival rate of the trees I planted had not lost 40%.

It has been another ten years, and the trees originally planted have not yet matured in small batches, so we cannot apply to the court to cut down a certain number of trees every year.

Selling wood can bring in hundreds of dollars of income every year.

In addition, he also grows a lot of medicinal materials and raises tens of thousands of chickens. He can make hundreds of dollars every year just by selling eggs.

Now my two sons are out of school. My younger son is not studying flood control. He used to be an official in the court and serve the country.

The fathers ranged from red scarf thieves, to Xiao Ming officers and soldiers, to local farmers.

After so many twists and turns, my son is going to be an official. Is that a change of family?

That child is so filial!

The veteran cursed under his breath, but his joy was beyond words, and his pride could not be concealed.

I killed two chickens myself and entertained the guests. I also took out the wine I brewed and shared it with Zhu Yuanzhang and Lao Zhu.

The people who have become a little rich are so simple and hospitable that it is hard to agree with them.

I was still thinking, I was sure my son would go well in the exam. In a few years, while I am in good health, I would like to go to Yingtian, see the palace from a distance, and kowtow to the emperor.

It seems that I have also heard that the emperor is going to cast a golden tripod. If he can feast his eyes on it then, he will benefit even if he dies.

After coming out of that house, Zhang Ximeng looked back, and then said to the people around him: "Remember it. When the golden tripod is successfully cast a few days ago, I will be invited to leave the capital to watch the ceremony."

The person in charge agreed quickly and dared to be lazy.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Ximeng walked up, feeling very wrong.

We have lost a new understanding of the people's ability to survive.

As long as the land is sufficient, taxes are low, and there is no exploitation by wealthy and small households... ordinary people can definitely have enough to eat through their own efforts, and then engage in some animal husbandry, raise some livestock, chickens and ducks, and basically lay meat and eggs.

I can also keep up.

With enough food but no meat or eggs, in the seventy years, the new generation will generally become more humble and powerful.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw in Yingtian that many of these Westerners, even if they came from Europe, were less than 1.1 meters tall and were generally over 1.8 meters tall.

As for the Japanese pirates, we are even worse. Basically, we are all over 1.7 meters tall... If we grow to 1.8 meters, we cannot be called giant men.

Wu Xiaolang went to the State of Zhuo, and he was really not a humble man.

The relationship between human physical fitness and food is really very small.

As long as nutrition is kept up, a world of difference can occur within a few decades or one or two generations.

People in the Han and Tang dynasties were generally small and weak. One Han could defeat the Seven Hus, not only in terms of weapons and equipment, but also in terms of physical fitness. The nutrition was definitely sufficient, and they could only rely on sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes. There were short and sick men all over the place, which was not enough to worry about.

Already.

In Guanzhong, the people are weak and strong, tall and small.

From under us, Xiao Yue could feel the helplessness of the eight countries in Shandong back then.

The prosperous age of Han and Tang Dynasties is back again!

Apart from this, there has not been a huge improvement.

"My lord, the cultivation of corn has not yet been promoted. I am sure everything will go well. In a few years, corn will be everywhere. And the corn silage straw is an excellent feed for raising cattle and sheep. When the time comes, the people will

, during the holidays, there is no potato and beef stew to eat!"

Zhang Ximeng couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. Although it may be the case in every household, as long as not 80% to 70% of the people can achieve it, it will be an unprecedented prosperous era.

"Let's see if Lan Yu can make us proud this time! Defeat Timur and retreat into the river. From now on, all of them in the sky will belong to Xiao Ming!


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next