jdhmnovel Chapter 874 I've already been beaten up, shouldn't you, Yang the Madman, do something abou
Chapter 874 I've already been beaten up, shouldn't you, Yang the Madman, do something abou
As a famous, decadent writer, Mr. Shuren, once said, "Ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh."
Although Zhu Biao had high hopes, the reality was that he simply didn't have that many brothers to grant fiefdoms to.
Even the oldest of the Zhu brothers, Zhu the Second, Zhu the Third, and Zhu the Fourth, were not yet old enough to take up their fiefdoms.
So, Black Sesame Dumpling couldn't help but mutter a complaint: "In the end, there are still too few brothers, and they are too young. If there were a few more, and they were two years older, I could harden my heart and send them to their fiefdoms."
Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Biao sideways.
That's as good as saying nothing at all.
It's just something to do when there's nothing to do.
Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Biao again and asked, "May I ask Your Highness, is the problem in Liaodong a matter of whether there are enough vassal kings?"
Zhu Biao was slightly taken aback and asked, "Isn't that right?"
Yang Shaofeng chuckled and said sarcastically, "The problem in Liaodong is that there aren't enough farms, and there aren't enough farm directors. What does it have to do with the vassal kings?"
Zhu Biao's eyes lit up, while Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong's hearts skipped a beat.
Yang Shaofeng continued, "The farm is short-handed. Just as His Highness said, we should give them more resettlement allowances, more land, and more benefits. That should attract people who are willing to relocate."
"Furthermore, the relocation of people to Liaodong involves many arrangements, including food, clothing, shelter, and transportation along the way. Once they arrive, the distribution of production materials such as oxen, seeds, and farm tools, as well as the division and construction of farms in various prefectures and counties, cannot be accomplished overnight. All of these require advance preparation."
"With the current national treasury, how many people can it support to go to Liaodong at once?"
"Ten thousand or eighty thousand should be no problem."
"If a million people were to go to Liaodong at the same time, could the national treasury afford it?"
So, let's take it slow.
"Let's first fool them a bit. As long as there are 10,000 or 20,000 vanguards willing to go to Liaodong, and they find some gold nuggets or something, there will be plenty of people willing to go after them."
"It's possible that even the spots to go to Liaodong will have to be snatched up."
"As for the farm manager..."
Yang Shaofeng pointed in the direction of Ningyang County: "There are six hundred there."
As Yang Shaofeng finished speaking, Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong couldn't help but curse inwardly.
You crazy dog, Yang, I knew you weren't holding back when you were running the farm!
However, Zhu Biao frowned slightly, and then gently shook his head.
"Those six hundred won't do."
"It's a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut after all the hard work of training someone to be a farm manager."
After a moment's thought, Zhu Biao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled and said, "I've got an idea."
“It’s a bit of a waste to use those six hundred as farm directors.”
“My brothers are indeed not ready to take up their fiefs yet.”
"However, my mother also has a large number of godsons who she hasn't officially recognized as her relatives."
Yang Shaofeng, Li Shanchang, and Hu Weiyong's eyes lit up immediately.
Why is it said that Empress Ma did not need a military tally to mobilize troops?
It wasn't just because Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, and even Li Shanchang, all the nobles of Huaixi, had received Empress Ma's favor.
It was also because of the more than 20,000 orphans raised by Empress Ma.
Although they did not formally recognize each other as family.
However, these people were all raised by Empress Ma and others, and later joined Deng's army to fight alongside him.
These people held military ranks of varying degrees. The higher-ranking ones might have reached the position of commander, while the lower-ranking ones might only be junior officers, squad leaders, or even centurions or chiliarchs.
With a million troops under Deng Xiaoping's command, countless junior officers treated Empress Ma like their mother.
That's why there's a joke that when Deng Xiaoping ordered Xu Da to tie up Empress Ma, Xu Da would immediately order Lan Yu to tie up Deng Xiaoping.
Military tally?
The godmother wants to see her son lead the troops in a military review; what military tally does she need?
"More than 20,000."
Zhu Biao stroked his chin and said, "Let's gather a couple thousand farm directors first. Their relatives and servants, and so on, will add up to about ten thousand people."
"Even if a farm is assigned a thousand people, it would still need at least one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand people."
"If ten farms are set up in one county, it's enough to support at least one hundred counties."
After muttering a lot to himself, Zhu Biao's face suddenly darkened, and he turned his gaze to Hu Weiyong.
"Provincial Governor Hu is quite capable."
"Without asking for permission or obtaining an imperial edict, he dared to bring nearly a hundred prefects, magistrates, and county magistrates to Dengzhou Prefecture."
"Tell me yourself, what should I do with you?"
Hu Weiyong's heart skipped a beat, but he steeled himself and shouted, "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong and will submit to Your Majesty's judgment!"
Zhu Biao sneered and said in a deep voice, "Men! Take Hu Weiyong away and give him fifty lashes!"
Li Shanchang, with drooping eyelids, stepped forward and advised, "Your Highness, please calm down. Hu Weiyong certainly deserves to die, but considering that he was wholeheartedly devoted to Liaodong and the Ming Dynasty, please be lenient with him."
Yang Shaofeng also chimed in, "Your Highness, please calm down. Governor Hu has lost his mind in his haste. Moreover, the overall situation in Liaodong still needs Governor Hu to take charge. If he is injured, we don't know how long it will take for him to recover."
Zhu Biao sneered again and said, "For what he did, it wouldn't be unjust to cut off his head. Fifty lashes are already a lenient punishment out of consideration for Liaodong."
At this point, Zhu Biao turned to his guards and ordered, "Drag him away and beat him!"
After Hu Weiyong was dragged away, Zhu Biao said to Yang Shaofeng, "After you've beaten him up, my father will have something to report."
"Otherwise, the fact that he dared to bring his subordinates, the prefect, the magistrate, and the county magistrate, to Dengzhou would be enough to take his life."
……
Hu Weiyong came to Dengzhou.
Hu Weiyong got beaten up.
This is different from the beatings Zhu Biao and Yang Shaofeng received.
Before they were beaten, thick cotton was placed on their bodies, and tiger skin was placed on top of the cotton. Even the sticks used for the punishment were wrapped with thick silk beforehand.
In addition, the skilled torturers in the palace had all practiced beforehand, so they could make the sound of the sticks whistling and the force intimidating, but when they hit the body, they would be completely unharmed.
However, even with Zhu Biao's signal and the Eastern Palace guards deliberately letting him off the hook, Hu Weiyong's back was still beaten until it was torn and bleeding after receiving fifty lashes.
Four guards carried Hu Weiyong back and, with a thud, threw him down in front of Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao snorted again and ordered, "Send him to Xiao Wu's place, have someone apply medicine to him, and take good care of him."
Hu Weiyong winced in pain, but still forced himself to look at Zhu Biao and called out, "Thank you, Your Highness!"
This time it was a good deal!
With one or two thousand farm directors and hundreds of thousands of people, the situation in the entire Liaodong region could definitely be revitalized.
As for getting beaten up?
Laugh to death.
I had already anticipated getting beaten up before I came to Dengzhou.
You won't get beheaded after you get beaten up.
It's appropriate no matter how you calculate it.
It doesn't seem right either.
His Highness the Crown Prince has reaped all the benefits here.
What about Yang Dianfeng?
I've already been beaten up, shouldn't you, Yang the Madman, do something about it?
Thinking of this, Hu Weiyong looked at Yang Shaofeng again and called out, "Your Highness, Prince Consort!"