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Chapter 47: Robbery

Mu Zhongliang, who had not stayed in Xiamen for a few days, embarked on the return journey with Zheng Chenggong's reply and a face full of shock. As a noble son, he had received a relatively comprehensive education since childhood, and he also had a certain understanding of the Ming Kun Map. In

In his impression, the two small islands of Kinmen and Xiamen should look like remote and desolate fishing villages. The Zheng Group, which was cut off by the Tatars and could only live on the islands, should be in poverty. However, what he saw and heard in Xiamen made him

His jaw dropped. Not to mention the huge fleet he had never seen before, he was amazed by the Zheng family's iron army alone. The armor made of thick steel plates covered the whole body, with only a pair of eyes exposed, which could not be pierced by a gun.

Through the sword, the sword cannot cut, and the arrow cannot penetrate. If you put this on the battlefield, facing the Tatar cannon fodder army with only cotton armor for body protection, it will be a one-sided massacre. Even the main force of the Eight Banners of the Tatar is worse than

The equipment is not as luxurious as that of the Iron Man Army. Compared with this army, the so-called elites of the old camp in Xiying have become beggars.

"The Zheng family is really rich. Is this the money earned from sea trade that His Highness said?" Mu Zhongliang muttered. He decided to encourage Zhu Cixuan to start sea trade when he returned. With a small amount of money, the two islands of Xiamen and Xiamen were capitalized on sea trade.

The Chengdu Prefecture was too large to be able to raise so many soldiers. Raising a hundred thousand soldiers was just a joke. As for the fact that Chengdu was not close to the sea, he automatically ignored it.

March 10th, Chengdu. A great undertaking has been started, and many wastes are waiting to be revitalized. Everything is already complicated, and the arrival of people from Hunan and Hubei has caused a lot of troubles. These people under the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were deeply affected by traitors such as Hong Chengchou.

The distorted propaganda of officials had a deep prejudice against Nanming. In addition, they were forcibly relocated, which made them even more resentful. Although they were given land, the conditions in Chengdu were poor. These immigrants were extremely dissatisfied and secretly worked together to

There were not a few who escaped. Zhu Cixuan was not used to them either. While he dispersed the immigrants and mixed them with the Jianchang Tunding, he arrested the leading troublemakers, beat them up and sent them to Yang Jing's men at Jianmen Pass.

This trend of "relocation" was quelled. He did not have capable internal affairs personnel, so Zhu Cixuan had to arrange and deploy everything himself. He was so busy that he could hardly take off his clothes. His face, which was originally a little baby fat, became visibly thinner, but he looked at it.

He has matured a lot.

"I'm so tired that I vomit blood for one day and can't do much. If I continue like this, I'll die of exhaustion before the Tatars are wiped out." Zhu Cixuan couldn't help complaining as he looked at the piles of documents on the desk. During the Ming and Qing dynasties, Nanming and Nanming were in conflict.

After uniting Xiying and Chuangying, many gentry were dissatisfied. The number of scholars who went to Nanming was greatly reduced. Yongli moved many times under the pressure of the Manchus. The imperial examination was also intermittent and extremely unstable, and failed to select many fresh blood.

After Sichuan experienced many wars, there were almost no ordinary people left. The Yongli court had never sent local officials to Chengdu before. Now a large number of ordinary people suddenly poured in. Zhu Cixuan felt that he was unable to cope with the situation.

"Your Highness, the two groups of immigrants have all been counted. There are a total of 217,395 people. Males account for nearly 70%. There are more than 1,000 orphans under the age of twelve. According to Your Highness's instructions,

, has been placed in the school. It’s just..." Yang Youcai came in with the account book and reported. Halfway through, he hesitated and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"

"Your Highness, there are no teachers in the school now. Not many immigrants are literate, not even boys." Yang Youcai whispered. He also knew that Zhu Cixuan had been so busy recently that he could not sleep for three hours a day, but these

It would not work if the matter was not resolved, and there was no one else who could make the final decision, so we had to leave it all to Zhu Cixuan.

Zhu Cixuan was tired. Children are very malleable. If they are well educated, he will be able to get a lot of help in the future. He really cannot ignore it. "There was a storyteller in the camp before? He was literate." Zhu Cixuan thought for a while and ordered.

, "Ask him to run the school and teach the twelve-year-old children first. Master, I have asked Wang Banpan to go to Kunming to recruit, and there will be some soon."

Seeing that Yang Youcai didn't move after taking the order, but looked uncomfortable as if he was constipated, Zhu Cixuan said strangely: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Is there anything else that we need to talk about together?"

Yang Youcai blushed and stammered: "Well, Your Highness, the campers who came from Jianchang are basically young and strong, and most of them have no families..."

Zhu Cixuan understood and said with a smile: "The ratio of men to women in Chengdu is quite different now. Let Lao Wang move more women to Hubei this time."

Yang Youcai still didn't move, gritted his teeth, and said as if he had made a lot of determination: "Your Highness, the camp guards want... to open a brothel in Chengdu."

"What?" Zhu Cixuan thought he didn't hear clearly.

"Among General Luo's immigrants from Hunan, there are dozens of prostitutes... Somehow the campers found out about it, and now they are shouting that these women were also prostitutes in the Tatars before and came to Chengdu.

You can just continue doing your job. Tan Hou planned to organize voluntary female immigrants to weave cloth..." Yang Youcai explained in a hushed tone.

Zhu Cixuan frowned. This matter could be big or small, but it was quite sensitive. If it was not done well, it would reach the ears of the censor who was full and had nothing to do. As a prince, he must not be impeached. But there are more men than women.

Most of the men are still in their prime of life, so blindly suppressing them will only cause bigger and more problems.

"Opening a brothel treats the symptoms but not the root cause. There are only a few dozen prostitutes, but there are hundreds of thousands of bachelors in Chengdu." Zhu Cixuan said thoughtfully, "It is better to increase the number of female immigrants. This is the long-term strategy. There is Wu Sangui in Shaanxi and Hong Chengchou in Hunan.

, there is Zhuo Butai in Guangxi, but he is not easy to deal with. He can only pick the weakest persimmons, so he can only make up his mind in Hubei. You go and call Liu Yao."

When Liu Yao arrived, Zhu Cixuan explained what Yang Youcai had reported and said seriously: "If you can start a business like a brothel, it's best not to open it. If you have a brothel, should you have a casino? Isn't the Elephant Gut House also a business?

Do you want to open it? Then other miscellaneous illegal activities will appear sooner or later. I don’t want to see someone selling sons and daughters in Chengdu one day, let alone forcing girls into prostitution. The veterans you place in various lijia must strengthen

During the inspection and surveillance of areas under our jurisdiction, anyone who secretly engages in prostitution, gambling, etc. will be arrested and dealt with severely."

Yang Youcai opened his mouth. He didn't expect that Zhu Cixuan had such a bad opinion of brothels and so on, so he banned them without hesitation.

"Of course, the objective needs of the young adults still need to be considered and solved." Zhu Cixuan said to Liu Yao, "This matter has to fall on them themselves. Group the young adults who are not married into groups according to their age and train for three days every ten days.

Half a year later, he was sent to Hubei to fight the war. Tell them that there are many women in Hubei and if the war is won, they can snatch as many as they want, even if they snatch Hu Quancai's wives and concubines, that's what they can do."

Liu Yao was stunned. How could he do this? Leading the army to fight, not to capture the city, but just to steal women? If the censor knew about this, he might as well open a brothel in Chengdu. He hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "Your Highness,

This, I’m afraid, will hinder His Highness’ clear name…”

Zhu Cixuan shook his head indifferently: "I don't care about this reputation. Besides, there are few people in Chengdu. How can I wait for them to grow slowly? How can we recover quickly if we don't plunder the people from the enemy? There are tens of millions of people under the rule of the Tatars, how many of us are there?

?If we only rely on ourselves to give birth to children, can we give birth to more children than the Tatars?"

"Let me write to the Prince of Yanping again. I heard that there are French people in the far west. The English are engaged in the trade of Kunlun slaves. I don't want the Kunlun slaves, and you don't like them either. Let Yanping find them to buy people.

, as long as the woman is not a Kunlun slave, she instigates them to go to Korea and Japan to rob. These Western barbarians, if they have enough money, they will even sell their own mothers."

Liu Yao continued to be speechless. If His Highness's words were spread, another earthquake would inevitably happen. Yang Youcai looked at Zhu Cixuan with admiration. After all, it was His Highness who thought of a way so quickly. Korean and Japanese women are pretty good.

They are similar in appearance to us Han people, unlike the Kunlun slaves, who are black and can't talk. At this moment, he just hopes that those legendary Folangji people really dare to do anything as Zhu Cixuan said

, Dare to sell anything.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Zhu Cixuan said angrily, looking at the idiotic look on General Hengha's face. Now that everything has been said, why don't you get out and wait for me to take care of your food?

The two of them resigned. Zhu Cixuan lowered his head and unfolded a roll of maps, and began to ponder them carefully. There were frequent wars, and there should have been more women than men. Sichuan was so special that it was almost turned into a white ground in the tug-of-war of all forces, forming an army.

A strange situation with no people, more men than women. Historically, after Sichuan was completely occupied by the Qing Dynasty, it recuperated for more than ten years and barely recovered some of its vitality. After that, Wu Sangui rebelled against the Qing Dynasty and occupied Sichuan. Sichuan responded actively, and Wu Junbing

After the defeat, Sichuan was massacred by the Manchus again, and only then did "Huguang fill Sichuan" come into being.

"The Qing Dynasty can directly order the people in Huguang to go to Sichuan, but I can only send troops to rob people." Zhu Cixuan muttered, "I heard from Li Laiheng that the western border of Hubei has been built into a fortress group by the Tatars, and there are probably not many people left."

This time when the Loyalty Battalion sent troops to Hubei, it didn't plunder much of the population. It raided the surrounding area of ​​Xunyang and barely scraped together 10,000 people, which they quickly sent to Zhu Cixuan.

Zhu Cixuan lowered his gaze and stared at the Jianghan Plain east of Yiling (today's Yichang). The land is fertile, the river network is dense, and the people are densely populated. Unfortunately, there is no food. "Dongting Lake Navy!" Zhu Cixuan gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Hong Chengchou, recruit

All the moves are on the fate of Ming Dynasty. Without this navy, I can freely ride on the Jingjiang River, and how can I be blocked by a small Xunyang?"

After imagining for a while that Hubei people would board ships in droves and be transported to Chengdu, Zhu Cixuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. If Hubei was really evacuated, Fulin would be so angry, wouldn't he?

"Dongting Lake Navy Master!" Zhu Cixuan said bitterly again, "We must kill him!"
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