Get trendy three Under the blue sky and above the white clouds, several white pigeons are flying freely.
The sun shines down from the wings of the pigeons, casting each vigorous figure on the green eaves in the jungle.
The blue stone steps and blue brick walls set off the surrounding green trees and blue-grey distant mountains.
The entire Cangyun Temple seems to have fallen into a dream, accompanied by the curling cigarettes and the distant bells, everything in the world The joys and sorrows are isolated by the thick mountain gate.
On the stone steps, a pair of mango shoes walked quickly.
Clear footsteps broke the silence in the mountain, running along the winding stone steps to the Taoist temple.
The closed mountain door creaked open, revealing a pair of eyes staring at the rolling red dust.
"Master, master, good news.
This morning, several censors jointly acted to impeach Liu Shen for killing people for credit and plundering other people's property."
As soon as the gate of the mountain was closed, the owner of the mango shoes could not wait to report.
"Shi Yun, speak slowly when you enter the room and drink some water first."
The master of the Taoist temple, Master Dieshan, frowned slightly and ordered in a reproachful tone.
"Yes, Master."
The owner of Mango Shoes stuck out his tongue, followed Dieshan quickly into the side room, picked up the teapot, poured a few sips into his mouth, and gasped, "I'm here today.
Yamashita drank tea with several senior brothers from the Changchun Palace and listened to what they said.
In the early morning of the court, the imperial censors suddenly launched an attack and jointly impeached Liu Shen for killing people, plundering other people's property, and embezzling military supplies.
It was said that the whole court was shocked.
Woolen cloth" "How will the civil and military officials react?"
Taoist Master Dieshan frowned again and asked in a low voice.
Several of his disciples were all monks on the way, and they had flashy and unrestrained temperaments, so they were really not suitable to live in Dadu.
But now that the world is in chaos, it is impossible to select good disciples for a while, so we can only lead them to "practice" in the world while experiencing their temperament.
"The civil and military officials are divided into two major factions.
One faction is headed by Lord Pingzhang Ahema, who demands a strict investigation of the matter and an accounting of the property of the newly established provinces in Jiangnan to put an end to this kind of behavior where the government forces the people to rebel.
Led by Youcheng Dong Wenbing and Taishi Ling Zhang Wenqian, they insisted that generals should not be changed before the battle, otherwise the morale of the frontline troops would be unstable, which would not be conducive to the struggle for peace in the world.
Go, the Tatar leader Kublai Khan was tired of hearing this, and ordered Liu Shenzong to stop his subordinates from messing around, and at the same time ordered that Lord Ahema should not interfere with other people in the army, including the censor and the emperor.
The inspectors are not allowed to interfere with Ahema’s financial affairs for the country.
The officials who were dispatched to inspect taxation in various places were also chased back a few days ago."
This Kublai Khan was not stupid, he knew how to balance the two factions in the DPRK and China.
Master Dieshan nodded and expressed his approval of Kublai Khan's imperial skills.
After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Have you spread the words I gave you?"
"Of course, while drinking tea and discussing Taoism, I let all this information out.
The disciples of Changchun Palace don't care about officialdom, but some of the guys who pretend to be gods and ghosts in Wudoumi Sect have deep relations with the Dong family.
Listen to me After analysis, it was believed that this was another frame-up by Ahema against Hanchen.
I rushed to Prince Wang Xun's family to file a complaint," Taoist Master Shi Yun reported loudly, with a lot of pride in his words, "Then the disciple revealed the actual amount of Ahema's tax collection in Shaanxi and other places collected by fellow Taoists. , hearing those numbers, even the disciples of Changchun Palace were stunned."
"Okay, you go and write a letter to the fellow Taoists in Daming Mansion to say that everything is safe and that everything is normal at Cangyun Temple.
Then you and your junior brother Lin Quan go down the mountain and massacre Suodu and others.
Dachun indulges his subordinates and humiliates Xin When the news about the consignment of generals and daughters from the annexed army is spread, the people in Ahema must hear it."
War is a continuation of politics, which in turn means that war can be resolved through politics or other means.
"Yes."
Taoist priest Shi Yun clasped his hands and hurried to the back hall.
After a while, several different white pigeons flew into the air, fluttering their wings and flying south.
"It seems that the Tatar officials learned very quickly from the Song Dynasty."
Master Dieshan sighed as he counted the time it took for the carrier pigeons to transfer the information collected by Dadu to Fuzhou.
The peaceful face had a hint of a wry smile unconsciously.
Back then, when I was in the position of censor, I must have impeached Jia Sidao for misusing power and harming the country.
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As a result, Jia Sidao made a huge move, causing him to be dismissed from office.
Wen Tianxiang, the number one scholar in that year, was also implicated.
Later, Jia Sidaozhong fell, and the fate of the Song Dynasty was also ruined.
Fate is sometimes a joke.
I hate these unspoken rules in officialdom and suffer deeply from them.
But at this moment, we must make full use of these hidden rules to buy time for our old friend Wen Tianxiang to regain the lost ground just now.
Taoist Dieshan asked himself silently, "Xie Fangde, Xie Fangde, is it right or wrong for you to do this?"
The corrupt Song Dynasty makes people despair, but compared with Semu people, Jia Sidao's method of making money is even worse than that of an apprentice.
Ahema has three major inventions, one is buying, the second is adjusting, and the third is patent.
The so-called buying is to auction the tax collection rights to officials at all levels, and the one with the highest price will get it.
Whoever collects more will become an official.
Zhao Bing, a corrupt official, promised last year that if he became a Shaanxi tax collector, he could receive 40,000 yuan in taxes from the current 19,000 yuan.
In the end, Ahema and him settled the deal for 45,000 yuan.
The so-called adjustment is to clean up local finances.
However, Dayuan's method of calculation was to let lower-level officials pay tribute upwards.
Those who paid more tribute would be rewarded, and those who paid less would be punished.
At the end of each year, officials, big and small, send their subordinates to the capital to seek solutions, and the gift-giving team lines up from Datong Mansion to the base of the capital city wall.
Last year, a Han official who was sent abroad had no money to send him back to Dadu to find a way out, so he had to hang up his official seal and escape secretly.
Now, Dayuan is still looking for him on corruption charges.
The so-called patent means that salt, iron, medicinal materials, and agricultural tools are all manufactured, transported, and sold uniformly by the state.
The price is five times that of the private sector, and the combination is forced.
If you don't buy it, you will be punished.
"The Mongolians have never regarded themselves as the masters of the country.
It is their nature to steal into people's homes, break their bones and suck out their marrow."
In front of the paper window, Xie Fangde, the northern intelligence commander of the Polu Army, wrote down everything he had seen and heard recently.
This is not the scope of his duties, but a sense of mission as a literary man urges him to record this absurd but true history.
"In fact, the corrupt officials of the Mongols are no different from the corrupt officials of the Song Dynasty.
Back then, they only knew how to scold Jia Sidao.
Now the court has been changed, the officials have been changed, and a talented and strategic emperor has been replaced.
The corruption of officials is even worse than before.
And."
Xie Fangde put down his pen and thought a little depressed.
"The so-called change of Yuan Juezi is just a group of actors changed on the same stage.
The script of the excerpt is still the same excerpt, and not a single line has been changed."
"The prime minister changed from Jia Sidao to Liu Mengyan and Chen Yizhong, but the Song Dynasty was still the same.
Will there be any changes if it is replaced by Wen Tianxiang in the future?
After all, this madman in Fujian has done many things that no one has done before, and he dare not "What to do?"
Looking at the sunshine outside the window, thinking about the folk rumors about the Polu Army, Xie Fangde's eyes gradually became more longing.
Wen Tianxiang knows that he bears the hope of most people in this era.
In fact, he already felt overwhelmed.
With the military training experience at Baizhang Ridge, Zou Zhen and Miao Chun could be responsible for army construction, but he had to do it personally for local governance.
When it originally controlled Shaowu, several surrounding prefectures, Jianning, Nanjianzhou and Tingzhou were all under the control of Dayuan.
The Polu army plundered the local gold pits and silver mines, and raided the local treasury.
Carrying out looting is a matter of course.
But now that Jianning, Fuzhou and half of Nanjianzhou have returned to the Polu Army and the other half is under the control of Mrs.
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Xu's Xingsong Army, it is obviously no longer suitable to implement the policy of supporting war with war.
Although the donations from large local households and the "transportation" of several new nearby auxiliary armies were enough to support the Polu army for a while.
But the number has expanded to eight, and the team of more than 30,000 people needs more than just food and grass.
The bodies of the Han people in the south are much thinner than those of the Han people, Khitans, Jurchens and other ethnic minorities in the north.
There is no way to compare with those Mongolian warriors who can be divided into three people's thickness when viewed sideways.
That was the difference between a professional farmer and a professional robber, and it had to be made up with weapons.
But now, less than one-half of the Polu soldiers can use the new crossbows and knives.
Not to mention equipped with the entire artillery mark and artillery.
The cost of each of those behemoths is more than a thousand taels of silver.
With the addition of cannonballs, they are simply gold-eating beasts.
We must come up with more ways to make money, including giving real benefits to the people under our rule.
Under the oil lamp, Wen Tianxiang tapped his forehead and thought.
The equalization of land and exemption from taxes in Wen Zhong's memory has been successfully implemented.
In this era of war and chaos, there were villages everywhere that had been slaughtered by the Mongols, and some of the wasteland was left to be distributed by Wen Tianxiang, the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty.
The land-dividing measure stabilized local security and won the hearts and minds of the Polu Army, but for the time being it was unable to allow the Polu Army to obtain actual benefits from this long-term policy.
Maritime trade also began.
Shaowu's factory specialties were transported to Fujian along the Shaowu River and Minjiang River, and soon became a hot commodity among maritime merchants.
But one-tenth of the tax revenue was far from meeting the huge needs of the Polu army.
The various departments under the Prime Minister's Office and local government agencies all need money.
Although Wen Tianxiang himself was loyal, he was not so stupid as to think that everyone was so noble that he could fight against the Yuan army even if he was hungry.
When it comes to making money, Ahema’s buying and selling system is indeed a quick way to make money.
Wen Tianxiang smiled bitterly as he looked at the northern intelligence that was sent to him on his desk.
By "purchasing" local government affairs, it not only saves court expenses, but also increases treasury tax revenue, and satisfies the greed of officials.
The only people who suffer are the people, and they gain three birds with one stone.
But the area controlled by the Polu Army cannot be as bad as the Northern Yuan Dynasty.
This newly revived Song Dynasty area must show something different from the area controlled by the Great Yuan Dynasty.
Otherwise, it will not be enough for the people to serve.
Only when you truly stand up and be a human being will you get tired of being a dog to the Mongols.
Otherwise, there is really no difference between being a slave to the Song Dynasty and being a slave to the Mongols.
This is something Wen Tianxiang himself realized.
It does not come from classics or history, nor from Wen Zhong's memory.
"Prime Minister, Lord Chen, please see me."
The soldier crept in and announced in a low voice.
"Please come in, old master."
Wen Tianxiang stood up with a smile and walked to the door to greet him.
I have told everyone in private many times not to stick to those false etiquettes.
However, Chen Longfu insisted that etiquette should not be discarded.
Every time he came, he would respectfully wait in the wing, waiting for instructions from Wen Tianxiang's bodyguards.
After a while, the sound of unhurried footsteps came from the corridor, and a tired-looking Chen Longfu walked over behind the guard.
These days, I have to teach the generals how to read, lecture the ordinary soldiers about loyalty, and write in newspapers to argue with corrupt scholars.
Obviously, the old master is very tired.
You can already see it on his neat official uniform.
To the wrinkles that you don’t have time to take care of.
"Master, are you coming so late?"
Wen Tianxiang asked softly after sitting down for tea.
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"It's about dispatching officials to various places."
Chen Longfu's face was a little red, and sweat was on his forehead, which was shining brightly under the light.
"Being an official is a disgrace to the mission.
Please be punished by the Prime Minister."
After saying that, he handed over a roster with few words written on it.
Wen Tianxiang took it with a smile.
This was something he didn't expect.
There were many people in the Polu army who had held official posts in the Song Dynasty, but everyone's thoughts were on the army, and no one was willing to take charge of local government affairs.
Therefore, he entrusted Master Chen Longfu to recruit from local celebrities.
But judging from Chen Longfu's expression, it was obvious that the official positions appointed by the Prime Minister's Office were not attractive to those local celebrities, and few people were willing to serve as local officials who would have fought for their heads in the peacetime.
"Did everyone tell me why they refused to be called?"
Wen Tianxiang looked through the roster and frowned slightly.
Fuzhou, Jianning, Shaowu and the northern part of Nanjianzhou, there are about fifteen or six counties in the three and a half prefectures that need people to manage.
But now, there are only five people on the roster who have been called, and none of them have passed the exam, and their reputation among scholars is not high.
"They said, if you go, if you can't defend the soil, you don't know what to do, so you don't dare to eat without eating."
Chen Longfu looked at Wen Tianxiang's face and said hesitantly.
He knew why these so-called local wise men refused.
Although they won several battles in succession, the Polu army was still very weak.
In the eyes of some local sages, there is no way out by following Wen Tianxiang.
Once a large number of Yuan troops come to attack, lead the people to defend the territory, fearing that they will be massacred by the Yuan troops after failure.
Surrender, but I'm afraid Wen Tianxiang will be held accountable for not fighting.
If you abandon your official position and leave, you will definitely leave a bad reputation.
It is better to hide and point fingers from the side.
Judge the time, assess the situation, and then seek refuge with the strong.
Smart people have their own way of living.
"However, many people are willing to join the army and join your shogunate."
Chen Longfu handed over another list, which was full of names.
They were all young scholars with insufficient prestige and qualifications to serve as local officials, but they were inspired by the successive victories of the Polu army and were very enthusiastic about joining the army.
"That's fine.
Send all those who want to join the army to Miao Chun for training.
Those who can persist will be welcome to join the Polu Army."
Wen Tianxiang nodded, and the expression on his face returned to calmness from disappointment.
He suddenly remembered a practical method.
Compared with the "buy and buy" system invented by Ahema, it was simpler and suitable for the current unstable situation in the areas controlled by the Polu Army.
"What about the local officials?
Are they from the army?"
Chen Longfu asked hesitantly.
No one wants to be a local magistrate.
Although he is tired from marching and fighting, he feels indescribably happy when he sees the Tatars fall under the muzzle of his own cannon.
Including himself, he has written dozens of poems in the past six months to record the military power of the Polu Army.
Each one surpasses its previous romantic works.
If Wen Tianxiang forced him to become a local official, his talents would be so sharp, and the days of sitting on a chair grinding his buttocks would never be as colorful as those in the army.
"Our army has insufficient manpower, let alone taking care of local affairs.
Local officials should be selected from the local area."
Wen Tianxiang smiled and gave an answer that surprised Chen Longfu.
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"Let the local gentry elect local officials.
I will appoint them immediately after they elect them.
They are not required to collect taxes for me, nor to defend the country.
They only manage local affairs, mediate disputes among the people, and try their best to benefit one party.
That's it.
If the Polu army cannot defeat the Yuan army, even if they surrender, I won't ask them for not fighting."
"Prime Minister" Chen Longfu could fit an egg into his mouth.
The behavior of Wen Tianxiang in front of him was becoming more and more bizarre.
A few days ago, Du Hu was quietly sent to the sea to command a group of "leased" pirates, which was shocking enough.
But that can at least be understood as an attempt to ease conflicts between generals with different political views.
But now, local officials are no longer appointed.
So what is the difference between the Polu army and the people before they conquered these places?
"Master, when we were in Shaowu, we had promised the nearby people that there would be no tax on farmers and they would have to pay corvee service.
The local officials did not need too many and they did not need to do anything.
They only need to maintain local peace.
We Send people to patrol from time to time to put an end to their corruption and abuse of law.
Wouldn't it mean that everyone would be at ease?"
"But, but, then, how can we tell whether they are officials of the Song Dynasty or the Yuan Dynasty?"
Chen Longfu finally answered, with sweat already forming on his forehead.
Wen Tianxiang's thoughts changed too quickly, but his logic was very clear.
Whether you want to keep up with him or refute him, it is very difficult.
"If even the Polu army cannot withstand it, counting on local officials and people will only increase casualties.
The hearts of the people belong to the Song Dynasty, and the land belongs to the Song Dynasty.
The hearts of the people belong to the Yuan Dynasty, and the land belongs to the Yuan Dynasty."
Wen Tianxiang answered with a smile.
Institutional victory was a term he could not explain clearly to Chen Longfu.
But he is certain of one thing, that is, when the people who are accustomed to self-government return to the slavery system where officials are appointed by the court, their resistance will definitely be more intense.
It is resistance from the heart.
Only those who have enjoyed autonomy will understand the difference between freedom and oppression.
In the future, the Polu Army and Beiyuan will definitely continue to fight, and the land will definitely change hands several times.
But Beiyuan conquered the land, and the Polu army wanted to win all the hearts and minds.
No matter what era, those who win the hearts of the people win the world, there is nothing wrong with this truth.
"That's fine."
Chen Longfu nodded, agreeing with Wen Tianxiang's opinion.
Then, he lowered his voice and reminded, "It's just us doing this, Scholar" "The scholars are going to discuss whether we have broken the ancestral rules again.
Master, why should we pay attention to these people's comments?
If we can resist the Mongols by observing the ancestral rules, I will be the first to abide by them.
The problem is that the ancestral rules have already caused us to lose once." , We can't afford to lose a second time."
Wen Tianxiang's voice suddenly rose.
He had heard about those public discussions.
He was sad at first, but quickly put them aside.
Things are done, not said.
After Dayuan's destruction, the three and a half mansions were already a blank sheet of paper.
With the failure experience of the Song Dynasty and the negative experience of the Yuan Dynasty, he already knew how to make the first move.
"Master, we must create something different.
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Not only do I want local officials to be appointed by the locals themselves, I am also prepared to completely open up industries such as salt, iron, gold, silver, and medicinal materials to the people.
As long as they have the strength to operate, the government will All are allowed.
In this way, they will know the difference between being a person in the Song Dynasty and being a person in the Yuan Dynasty.
Only in this way can the people of the world see hope from despair and let them know that besides paying taxes, they can live a different life.
There are other uses, including human dignity and one’s wealth.”
Wen Tianxiang whispered, his tone a little excited.
"As for what the world thinks, from the moment I cut off my hair, I no longer care.
I believe that a few Confucian scholars cannot influence the thoughts of tens of millions of people.
I also believe that no matter how literati whitewash it, people hundreds of years later will We will also examine the crimes committed by the Yuan army today and the jokes made by the Mongols.”
"I believe you too, Prime Minister."
Chen Longfu's tone was also a little excited.
He looked into Wen Tianxiang's eyes and said, "I had an argument with General Du that day.
Afterwards, everyone felt very sorry.
It was all for the Song Dynasty."
"Don't talk about what happened that day.
Everyone is here for the Song Dynasty.
As for different opinions, we can sit down and discuss it, just like our pre-war meeting."
Wen Tianxiang waved his hand magnanimously, interrupting Chen Longfu's self-examination.
Controversy is not a bad thing, at least everyone is beginning to have their own opinions.
He needs to find deficiencies in discussions instead of blindly following high pressure.
"What the Prime Minister said today, I will bring him up in the meeting hall tomorrow."
Chen Longfu nodded and promised loudly.
"I'll mention it myself.
Master, sit here for a while and take a look at the information sent from the north.
I'll call Zijun and Ziju to discuss the details together, and I'll leave it to everyone for discussion tomorrow," Wen Tianxiang said enthusiastically, Through the exchange with Chen Longfu, his own thinking became much clearer.
He also had some clues about how to develop the entire area controlled by the Polu Army, and how to further compete with Beiyuan for land and people's hearts.
"The Yuan Dynasty is degenerating much faster than we expected.
The entire court is full of corrupt officials.
Such a court will not stand for more than a hundred years.
Therefore, as long as we can survive the first few waves of revenge from the Yuan army, we can use Before long, the internal consumption of Dayuan will be enough to defeat him," Wen Tianxiang, the governor of Fujian Province, said eloquently.
The information sent from the capital city was passed among the generals.
Everyone who saw it had a look of disdain.
The Northern Yuan court was highly efficient, the Mongolian people were straight-minded, and they were more honest than the people of the Song Dynasty.
These are the impressions everyone got from the rumors.
The facts Xie Fangde recorded tell everyone that, in fact, the Northern Yuan Dynasty is no longer as dynamic as it was when it just defeated the Jin Kingdom and swept the north.
The Song Dynasty court had all the drawbacks and bad habits that it had before, and they were all infected with them.
They creatively invented those shortcomings and bad habits that the Song Dynasty court did not have.
Regardless of national justice and morality, Dayuan really should not exist in this land
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