Chapter 983 0978 [Some people become officials, some open up wasteland]
When the Xixia royal family and clan were escorted to Luoyang, the size of the team had been reduced by more than half.
The main ones who dispersed were the female relatives.
For example, for the subjugated king Li Renxiao, except for the empress Zeng, all the other concubines did not come to the capital, and they were scattered and given to generals who had made meritorious services.
Ju Ming himself didn't want any of them. He already had enough women and there was no need to add them to the harem to increase his expenses.
Throughout the dynasties, emperors liked to bring concubines into the palace after the country was overthrown, and lustful or satisfying the desire for control was only a small factor. It was more to appease the local wealthy families, because a large part of those queens or concubines were daughters of aristocratic families.
Does Ju Ming need to appease the aristocratic families of Xixia?
If the emperors of the past dynasties did not accept the concubines who had lost their country, the main way to deal with them was to make them become monks. They could also become Taoist nuns or nuns, and they would be under house arrest in temples for the rest of their lives.
Ju Ming also didn't like to let women become monks, so he simply gave them to soldiers.
"Is this Luoyang?" Li Renxiao looked at the majestic city.
Li Renli said: "Brother Yu went to Kaifeng several times as an envoy to the Ming Dynasty. Today is the first time he has returned to Luoyang."
They disembarked outside the city. Before they reached the city gate, the news spread quickly, and many people came to point out and watch the excitement.
Li Renxiao was used to being watched. All the way from Lanzhou, every city he visited, the local people regarded him as monkeys.
I felt humiliated at first, but gradually became numb.
They were uniformly arranged in a large mansion in the city, which was a garden that had just been repaired, waiting to be given to Wu King Zhu Chun, who was about to come of age.
On the day they moved in, everyone was placed under house arrest and not allowed to leave.
The next day, when they heard someone shouting "The prince has arrived," everyone was so frightened that they ran out and knelt to greet him.
Prince Zhu Yang would turn 20 in two months. He said to the Xixia royal family and clan who were kneeling in front of him: "Get down and talk inside."
Everyone thanked him and welcomed the prince inside.
Zhu Yang sat down at the main seat in the hall, briefly got to know the people present, and said to Li Renxiao: "The official family will give you two choices. First, be a leisurely county prince, but the title will be reduced to Viscount, and your descendants will be the same."
You are not allowed to take the imperial examination to serve as an official. Secondly, if you give up the title of Ming Dynasty, your descendants can take the imperial examination, including yourself. No matter which one you choose, you will be given a house in Kaifeng and some fertile farmland in the suburbs of Kaifeng."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.
I have never seen such an arrangement for a subjugated king. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you just give him a title, a house, and land? Those who are lucky will live a life of leisure and wealth, while those who are unlucky will "die" of illness in a few years.
Li Renxiao quickly looked at Li Renli.
Li Renzhong, who committed suicide by hitting a pillar, is already dead. The old man's health was not good to begin with, and he would not have been able to survive for a few years even if he had not hit the pillar.
In such a collision, he became a loyal man who sacrificed his country and was a model respected by Confucianism.
Under the strong advice of many ministers, Ju Ming had to make a show of giving extra preferential treatment to Li Renzhong's family.
Li Renzhong's legitimate eldest son and concubine's eldest son came to Luoyang with their families, gave them official positions in the Hanlin Academy, and assisted in compiling the history of Xixia. His second son stayed in Yinchuan Prefecture, retaining a family home, a shop, and hundreds of acres of land in the suburbs.
, and served as an official of the Ningxia Governor's Mansion.
The old man's death was well worth it. Not only will he leave his name in history, but he will also bless his descendants!
Now, Li Renxiao only believes in Li Renli and needs to ask for advice on everything he encounters.
Li Renli said silently: "Imperial examination."
Li Renxiao was very smart. He suddenly realized something and quickly knelt down and said: "The old Xia is dead and should not be remembered. The common people want to be the common people of the Ming Dynasty and the scholars of the Ming Dynasty who are loyal to the holy king and emperor!"
Zhu Yang smiled and nodded: "Excellent."
Li Renxiao, the last monarch of the Western Xia Dynasty, was cut off from his own country. He would definitely be able to successfully pass the imperial examination and become an official, and then become a disciple of the emperor. He would not have to worry about unexpectedly falling ill one day.
Being a disciple of the Emperor is both his blessing and his constraint.
Of course, it is best to pass the exam based on your talent. If the exams are not good enough, you can go to Taixue to study. Then as an outstanding graduate of Taixue, you will be awarded the title of Jinshi, and there will be no problems.
Zhu Yang looked at a child who was a certain age: "Is this your brother Li Renyou?"
Li Renli quickly said: "He is Cao Min's younger brother."
Zhu Yang said: "His biological mother is not here, so you can take him with you and educate him."
Li Renli quickly pulled his younger brother to kneel down: "Thank you so much, the Holy Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, for your kindness, and thank you for your generosity, the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty!"
The biological mother of Li Renyou, King of Yue in Western Xia, was given to Li Shifu as his concubine.
Historically, it was Li Renyou who killed Ren Dejing. His son later became the emperor of Xixia, and his granddaughter was married to Genghis Khan...
Zhu Yang took out a stamped blank imperial edict and wrote down the arrangements for Li Renxiao on the spot: he would settle in Kaifeng and be given a house and fertile land. The court would help arrange servants and tenants. Servants and tenants would be arranged according to the Ming Dynasty.
If Li Renxiao violates the employment contract, everything will be handled according to the law. In addition, Li Renxiao was given the status of a student in Kaifeng Prefecture, so that he can study in Kaifeng Prefecture and take the imperial examination in the future.
After taking care of Li Renxiao, Zhu Yang said to Li Renli: "Your residence has been arranged. A sixth-rank Hanlin official will study historical materials in the Hanlin Academy of Literature and History."
When this arrangement was revealed, other clans looked at her with envy - if her daughter married the Ming Emperor and became his concubine, she would indeed get extra benefits, and she would be able to live a noble life for the rest of her life!
"Your Majesty, Li Renli, thank you for your grace!"
Li Renli was also overjoyed.
As an official in Xixia, he was not very corrupt, and he also liked the scenery of the Central Plains. From now on, he could spend his old age in Luoyang and still hold a high-ranking official position in the Hanlin Academy. This was perfect for Li Renli.
Even more comfortable than when Xixia was not destroyed!
Zhu Yang then said to the other clan members: "You also have your own arrangements. You will have a good time in Luoyang for a few days, and then you will break up and move to various provinces. Some will go to Hubei, some to Hunan, and some to Hebei. They are all places where there is no shortage of land.
I will give you some fertile land to cultivate and live by yourself in the future. No taxes will be levied for five years. I will also give you some money and food, enough for you to have enough food and clothing for five years. Learn to farm as soon as possible, so as not to starve to death in five years.
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The clan members were stunned when they heard this.
Damn it, you still have to farm your own land. If you don’t farm, you will go hungry.
Moreover, going to places where there is no shortage of land is actually to open up wasteland in prefectures and counties with vast areas and sparsely populated areas!
The clan members all looked sad and fearful of their future farming life.
Zhu Yang angrily rebuked: "You are all members of the subjugated clan. You spend your daily life enjoying a peaceful life, but you have wasted a lot of money and money. The princes of the former Song Dynasty all had to farm their own land to make a living. Are you more noble than the royal family of the former Song Dynasty?"
"Don't dare..." The clan members were so frightened that they knelt down quickly, fearing that they would offend the Ming Prince and suffer disaster.
Zhu Yang added: "You have come all the way. The officials are kind and have given you some food and wine. Rice wine has been very valuable in the past two years, so enjoy it."
After saying that, Zhu Yang stood up and left, and everyone hurriedly saw him off.
Due to successive years of disasters that reduced production, Juming issued an alcohol restriction order last year.
Reduce the production quota of rice wine and ale. Once violated, it will be the same crime as private property and smuggled salt (it is not guilty of drinking home-made wine, giving it to relatives and friends in the countryside, or entertaining guests. The main reason is that it cannot be sold in other places, or transported to the city or suburbs for sale)
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In addition, quotas for corn wine, sorghum wine, sweet potato wine and other liquors have been increased and additional licenses have been issued to fill the market vacancies of rice wine and malt wine.
Such a decree is extremely effective and can save a lot of rice and wheat.
But it also causes three phenomena:
First, the price of rice wine and ale wine has increased sharply, and ordinary people cannot afford it. Even well-off families can only try it on large festivals.
Second, workshops producing liquor have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and liquor has been widely accepted by the middle and lower classes of society.
Third, many farmers secretly brew rice wine, and city people travel together and go to farmers’ homes to pay for drinks. This phenomenon of “farmhouse entertainment” occurs inexplicably. Especially rural landowners, who are not guilty as long as they do not sell it, often invite urban residents to privately brew rice wine.
VIP guests. Officials also prefer to travel around the mountains and rivers, and have a few drinks at the homes of rural gentry.
Watching the Ming Prince leave, these Xixia nobles were in despair.
Li Renxiao and Li Renli couldn't help even if they wanted to. Because those guys were scattered and thrown into the vast and sparsely populated prefectures and counties. Whether they can meet again in the future is unknown.
One clan member was full of resentment and said: "We should not have surrendered in the first place. Our property and fields were confiscated, we were not even given an official position, and we had to go to remote places to open up wasteland! We are noble clan members, do we really want to plow the land like farmers?"
?This is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty deliberately humiliating..."
"Be careful!"
Li Renli rushed over and covered the guy's mouth.
Another clan member sneered: "You are noble, but you told us to be careful. Your daughter married the emperor as a concubine, and you also got a Hanlin official. From now on, you can stay in Luoyang and enjoy happiness. But we are going to open up wasteland, a
Neither of us has ever touched a hoe, how can we grow food? I’m afraid that in five years, when the government’s supply of money and food is cut off, all of us will starve to death!”
Li Renli was a man who wanted to save face, and immediately said angrily: "Even if I don't work as an official, I will go to remote counties and open up wasteland. The princes of the Song Dynasty can make a living by farming, why can't we? Farming and studying at the same time, how beautiful it is.
This is called the heirloom of farming and reading!”
As soon as he said this, no one spoke again.
Although my heart was still unbalanced, after all, this was arranged by the emperor and had nothing to do with Li Renli.
Li Renxiao smoothed things over and said: "We are all relatives. The emperor has given us food and wine. Let's sit down and have a farewell banquet. After today's banquet, we don't know when we can get together again. Why bother to have another argument and hurt our feelings?"
In the middle of the afternoon, officials brought food and wine, and everyone sat down at several tables to eat and drink.
While eating, some people cried bitterly.
Land reclamation, what a terrible word.
They don't even know how to hold a hoe. The thought of having to farm for a living for the rest of their lives feels like they are being executed by Ling Chi.
It would be easier to just chop it off with a knife!
