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As for Fei Rulan, she wrote the Spring Festival couplets at her own pace.

Spring Festival couplets have been around for a long time, but they used to be hung on wooden plaques, and it was only in the Ming Dynasty that they began to be written on red paper, and it seems that Nanjing originated.

This is the first Spring Festival when he moved to Nanjing, and after the Chinese New Year, Zhao Han will establish himself as King of Wu.The agencies under the Dudu Mansion will also change their names, and some departments need to be expanded or adjusted.

The king of Wu is just the title of the king, and the future title of the country is still not determined.

"Husband, you can also write a copy, hang it at the gate." Fei Rulan came over with a pen and paper.

Zhao Han picked up the brush, but he heard the guard at the door reporting: "Captain, Mrs. Qin is here."

"Invite them in."

Zhao Han didn't deliberately show courtesy to the corporal, he knew that Qin Liangyu was visiting Nanjing yesterday.

Qin Liangyu led his grandson through the halls and courtyards, but he didn't see groups of servants along the way.This made her a little surprised, but she also felt that it was reasonable, as if Zhao Han's family should be like this.

When he came to the inner courtyard, Zhao Han was writing Spring Festival couplets.

Waiting for Zhao Han's handwriting, Qin Liangyu cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Governor Zhao."

Zhao Han put down his brush: "Old Madam Qin, I've heard of you for a long time!"

Fei Rulan stood beside her husband, bent down and gave Qin Liangyu a blessing.

Zhao Han said with a smile: "I just wrote the couplets for the Spring Festival, and I invite Mrs. Qin to appreciate them."

Qin Liangyu took two steps forward, and read: "For a hundred years, the heaven and the earth will regain their vitality, and the mountains and rivers will be unified, and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe. Good Spring Festival couplets, so bold!"

After holding the chairs, everyone sat down around, Fei Rulan brought snacks for them, and asked Xiyue to make a pot of tea.

Zhao Han asked, "Is Mrs. Qin still used to living in Nanjing?"

"Everything is fine." Qin Liangyu replied.

Zhao Han asked with a smile, "How do you feel about Nanjing?"

"Excellent!"

Neither party went straight to the point, Qin Liangyu asked casually: "Why are the low-rent houses leased for 30 years, and the real estate belongs to the tenants?"

"Since it is rented out, no one is willing to move out unless they are forced to evict. If it is possible to force eviction, there may be no chaos in Nanjing, and chaos will inevitably occur in other cities," Zhao Han said with a smile. Annual rent, the government can barely recover the cost of building the house, so what if the old house is donated to the people?"

Qin Liangyu praised: "The governor has far-reaching considerations."

Zhao Han continued: "The same is true for dividing land. Now it can be assigned to individuals. The longer it takes, the more difficult it is to find out. Three to fifty years have passed, and after one or two generations, the land must belong to a certain household. The more the government If it is subdivided, there will be more chaos. At that time, we can only make adjustments, stipulating that the property of a certain household should not exceed the number, and the population of a household should not exceed the number."

Qin Liangyu didn't want to understand: "As long as the government controls the household registration and field records, why can't they tell the difference?"

Zhao Han explained: "The daughter of a certain family has land under her name, and she can't take it away after she gets married. These fields can only be attributed to a certain household. The government can forcefully intervene, but it can't control it at all, otherwise it will be taken away every day. Officials are exhausted. In addition, the man of a certain family goes out to be an official or does business. After many years, he moves out of his household registration. The land under his name must be left to his family. One or two households will definitely be able to get it back. There are everywhere in the country. How to deal with this phenomenon?"

In ancient times, there were no computers, and the efficiency of the government was very low. If there were more such things, it would be impossible to ban them.

It's the same sentence, you can't take back what you give.

If you want to get it back, you have to expand the number of officials, and the administrative cost has skyrocketed.

Zhao Han didn't dare to build official housing in various cities, they were only slightly more expensive than low-rent housing.

This is learning from Daming's experience and lessons!

After Zhu Di moved his capital to Beijing, he built many official residences, which were also distributed to officials, and they would be taken back after the officials retired.

As a result, in just a few decades, Beijing officials had no place to live.

Because more and more officials don't even hand over the house after they die, let alone retire.

So from the mid-Ming Dynasty, the houses where Beijing officials lived were either rewarded by the emperor, purchased by themselves, or leased with money.

With the high housing prices in Beijing, if the Beijing officials are not corrupt, after paying the rent every month, the salary can only barely survive, please don't think about it.

Zhao Han wants to build some buildings in every city, so that officials can live for free—note, they live for free, they don’t pay rent!

If you are transferred to another place, your house will be returned, and you will be dismissed if you do not return.

After retiring as an official, the house will be returned. If you don’t return it, the three generations of children and grandchildren will be disqualified from being officials, because officials have household registration and houses in their hometowns.

This policy seems to be harsh, and the duration is estimated to be limited.Decades after Zhao Han's death, officials may occupy houses.

Therefore, officials' buildings cannot be repaired very well.

But it must be much better than low-rent housing, otherwise it will dampen the enthusiasm of officials.

Official housing, the specification is two rooms and one living room.

And the low-rent housing has only one room, and the whole family of the poor is crowded into one room!

To be honest, curbing corruption is a big problem.

Although Zhao Han's salaries to officials were much higher than those of Daming, they couldn't satisfy their desire to have numerous servants.This was taken for granted in ancient times. It seems that an official should have many servants.

Qin Liangyu chatted very well with Zhao Han, from the garrison to the officials, and from the officials to the people's livelihood.

Qin Liangyu suddenly said: "I saw a kind of panniang candy in Nanjing, which is made from sweet potatoes. I heard that the production of sweet potatoes is very high, why don't you choose the land?"

"Has the Shi Jie not been introduced yet?" Zhao Han asked.

"I only introduced corn (corn) and sometimes sorghum," Qin Liangyu sighed. "There are many mountains in Shijie, but there is not much land that can grow rice. The life of the local people is very difficult. Shijie is not bad. These young people The Fusi of Youyang, next to it, is hard to describe in a single word. It was already very poor, and the chieftain was still extorting money, which even aroused the local people to riot a few years ago."

Zhao Han said: "This kind of chieftain must be severely punished."

Qin Liangyu knew how to punish severely. Yesterday she asked about Nanjing Xungui's fate.

All the elderly were executed, the young and strong were scattered and thrown to various mines, and the women were married to bachelors who immigrated to the north.If there are children, they will be remarried by their biological mothers.

The method is very cruel and does not waste human resources.

Qin Liangyu asked: "Can you give me some sweet potato seeds and bring them back to Shijie to introduce them?"

"This is naturally feasible," said Zhao Han. "Choose those big sweet potatoes as seeds, and when they are buried in the ground, vines will sprout. Then cut off the vines and plant them, and dozens of mu of sweet potato fields can be planted in a year. It can be extended to the whole Shijie.”

Qin Liangyu smiled and said: "Unexpectedly, the governor is also proficient in farming."

Zhao Han waved his hand and said, "I only know a general idea. When the old lady returns, I will send some old farmers who are proficient in sweet potato cultivation to follow. The details are up to the old farmers to decide."

Ma Wanli sat beside him and listened, wanting to scratch his head anxiously.

Grandma and Dudu Zhao are both big shots, but they chatted enthusiastically about farming, and even chatted for half an hour.Not only the introduction of sweet potatoes, but also how to reclaim barren hills, how to improve the soil of barren land, and how to organize the people to build water conservancy.

What about the Northern Expedition?

What about killing Tartars?

What about the prince and princess?

What will be the arrangements for Shijie Tusi in the future?

"Husband, Madam, General Ma, please come in for dinner." Fei Rulan walked over with a smile.

Everyone moved to the dining room, and Zhao Han poured wine for Qin Liangyu himself.

"Old Madam, I have never drank alcohol. Today I will get drunk with Madam." Zhao Han said with a smile.

Qin Liangyu smiled and said, "I'm old, I can't drink as much as I did when I was young."

Zhao Han said: "Then feel free, I will toast the old lady first!"

As the Chinese New Year was approaching, the officials were on holiday, and Zhao Han also put down his mundane duties to rest.

Zhao Han was not harsh on the officials under his rule. Not only was his salary higher than that of Daming, he even had more holidays than Daming.

From the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, until the third day of the first lunar month.

The Lantern Festival is a three-day holiday.

Qingming Festival, Shangsi Festival, and Cold Food Festival have been combined into one in the Ming Dynasty, adding up to three days off.

Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Double Ninth Festival, and Winter Solstice each have a three-day holiday.

There is one day off every ten days, and the ninth, nineteenth, and 29th day of the lunar new year. As the saying goes, there is one day off every ninth day.

Very user-friendly and gives bureaucrats time to relax.

During the holidays, just like Daming, each department must leave one or two people on duty.

Of course, the front lines cannot rest, and neither can those in charge of immigration.

After drinking two glasses of rice wine, Qin Liangyu pointed at Ma Wanli: "My grandson has been studying since he was a child, and he is good at bowing horses. He is determined to avenge the Tartars. Can he be a pawn in the governor's army?"

"Brother Ma is versatile in both civil and military affairs, how can he be a pawn?" Zhao Han said with a smile, "It happens that I want to expand the cavalry. If Brother Ma is willing, he can be the head of the cavalry."

Qin Liangyu said: "I know that the Datong Army has strict rules and regulations. Officers must be promoted based on their merits. Let him be a pawn."

Zhao Han shook his head: "The Datong Army is short of cavalry generals. Brother Ma is a grievance to be the sentry commander. For the time being, he can only command a hundred cavalry. When the war horses multiply and expand the army again in the future, Brother Ma can command three to five thousand cavalry. also."

"Thank you, Dudu!" Ma Wanli was very excited.

Although he practiced bow and horse since he was a child, Shi Jie did not have a large-scale cavalry at all.

When Ma Wanli thought of commanding fine cavalry, crossing the battlefield, and invincible, he felt very refreshed.

Suddenly, Ma Wanli couldn't help asking: "The governor is so young, how dare you ask Gui Geng?"

"Almost 23 years old." Zhao Han said with a smile.

Ma Wanli was speechless, he was one year older than Zhao Han.

Qin Liangyu was also a little surprised, but he didn't dwell on it, but asked, "Where is the prince and princess?"

Zhao Han said: "I went to study, I ate at school at noon, and ate at home in the evening. They eat with me every day."

"I see." Qin Liangyu was completely relieved.

The two sides did not talk about the matter of surrender at all, let alone the treatment after the surrender, it seems that talking about those things is superfluous.

Chapter 360 [Scared Zhang Xianzhong]

In the 14th year of Chongzhen, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Zhao Han, Pang Chunlai, Li Banghua, Qin Liangyu, Xu Nianzu, and Mao Yuanyi sat together to discuss this year's troop dispatch plan.

Due to the lack of a map of Sichuan, Qin Liangyu drew a rough one, marking only important rivers, mountains and cities.

"You must take Yunyang first, and if it's too late, take Wanxian," Xu Nianzu said, pointing to the map. "This will prevent Zhang Xianzhong from going west. This guy was already attacking Kuizhou last winter."

Li Banghua shook his head: "If that's the case, we must start a war with Zhang Xianzhong in advance."

Mao Yuanyi said: "Zhang Xianzhong didn't dare to fight. If there is a real fight, whoever goes to Sichuan will cross the river and fight directly in the hinterland of Hubei!"

Pang Chunlai interjected: "If we send troops to Hubei, our army's plan to march will be completely messed up. Fei Ruhe and Zhang Tieniu are both in Shandong, Li is in Xuzhou, and Huang Shun is in Lu'an. Returning to the army will inevitably consume food and grass, and the gains will not be worth the losses. .”

Zhao Han said: "After Huang Yao formed a new army, he immediately attacked Yunyang or Wanxian. The navy went to Huangzhou and Jingzhou to cruise around and test Zhang Xianzhong's reaction."

"Do you really want to start a war with Zhang Xianzhong?" Li Banghua frowned.

Zhao Han said with a smile: "There may be small battles, but I don't think there will be big ones. Zhang Xianzhong dare not fight at all. Once the two sides start a war, Guizhou (Zigui), Yiling, Jiangling, Jianli, Hanyang, Huangzhou, Qizhou These cities are all likely to be attacked by our army crossing the river. How can Zhang Xianzhong defend them? He is engaged in farming in Hubei, and he has finally made progress. How can he allow it to be lost so easily?"

"Don't be afraid of [-], just in case," Li Banghua said, "What if Zhang Xianzhong goes crazy?"

"I'm not afraid of going crazy," Qin Liangyu said, "Take Yunyang down, and I will defend the city with Shibabai soldiers. As long as there is no shortage of rations, he will not be able to attack it for ten years. If he is stuck here, Zhang Xianzhong still wants to go west to Sichuan. You have to slowly climb over the mountains along the way."

Zhao Han made a decision and said, "Okay, give the Shi Jie Independence Regiment [-] soldiers, and the grain and grass will be raised by Shi Jie for the time being. I will send a fleet to bring in the follow-up military food. You can fly the banner of the Datong Army and wait until the summer grain harvest season. At that time, I will have enough food and soldiers, and Huang Yao's troops will also march into Sichuan to reinforce."

Pang Chunlai asked: "How far should Sichuan fight?"

"Sichuan can't invest too much troops and food," Zhao Han explained. "This year's plan is only to capture three to five counties in Sichuan, and send officials to divide the land in Yunyang, Wanxian, and Zhongxian. Wait. After the civil affairs are done well, relying on these three counties, we will slowly continue to divide the fields westward. Train as many local farmers, soldiers and officials as possible in Sichuan, so that we can use Sichuan's grain and Sichuan's soldiers to defeat the whole of Sichuan. To attack Sichuan, I will only send Huang Yaona 7500 people."

"That may take several years." Mao Yuanyi said.

"Two or three years at the most," Zhao Han said with a smile, "There are still advantages to fighting like this. If you want to attack Yunnan and Guizhou in the future, you only need to send troops from Sichuan, and you only need to collect food from Sichuan, instead of transporting it all the way from Hunan."

As a land of abundance, Sichuan suffered relatively few natural disasters in the late Ming Dynasty.

As long as Zhang Xianzhong is blocked from advancing westward, there will be no decent hostile forces in Sichuan.Then what kind of heavy troops will be sent to conquer?

The 7500-person mountain division, plus 5000 white soldiers, only needs to provide food and grass for the first year, and will definitely be self-sufficient in Sichuan in the second year.At that time, Sichuan will not only not be a burden, but also become Zhao Han's food and military base. He can attack Yunnan and Guizhou in the south and go out of Shanxi in the north.

As for Hunan, the training of farmers and soldiers cannot be stopped.

In case Zhang Xianzhong was in a hurry, tens of thousands of peasants and soldiers were immediately recruited, bonds were issued to collect grain from the people, and they crossed the river directly to fight Zhang Xianzhong in Hubei!

……

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Zhao Han proclaimed himself king.

No ceremony was held, because all the altars in Nanking were destroyed, and even the ancestral temple of Lao Zhu's family fell into disrepair.