Father can be an enemy to the country

The sixth brother is no longer the first brother. He knows how to relieve hatred without being true to his words.

So while he tortured Xiong Qitai and others with harmless torture, he immediately flew 800 miles to report to the capital, lest someone evildoer complain first.

Forbidden City, Wuying Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang was reviewing the important memorial sent by the prince, and asked casually: "Is there any letter from Lao Liu?"

"Back to my father, I have it." The prince took out the secret from his sleeve and reported: "I am planning to report it to my father."

"Why don't you take it out quickly?" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a scolding look at the boss: "We are not concerned about that brat, we are worried about the situation in Jiangxi. Can he handle it?"

"You two are exactly the same. You are very worried about each other in your heart, but you never say a soft word." The prince sighed, handed the secret report to his father and said: "The sixth child has already investigated the case clearly, and the murderers have also been brought to justice. By law.”

"So soon? How many days has he been here?" Zhu Yuanzhang took it in surprise, put on his reading glasses and looked at it carefully: "I thought it would take a few months to make any progress."

"Yes, the sixth one is fast." The prince also praised, and then said in a low voice: "According to what he reported, Jiangxi's officialdom is already rotten."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face gradually turned blue as he watched, obviously irritated by what Lao Liu had reported. After reading, he slapped the table hard and cursed angrily: "The governor of a province blatantly killed an imperial envoy. Isn't it terrible?!"

"Yes, Liu Shenzheng, a high-ranking official of the province and a pillar of the country, was brutally killed by his superiors. It is also shocking in the history books." The prince sighed.

"Hey, how should we explain to Mr. Liu?" Zhu Yuanzhang said extremely depressed: "At the beginning, we wanted to let Liu Lian go to Jiangxi, but he didn't agree, saying that his eldest son was clumsy in finding a career and this trip would be dangerous.

"We also laughed at him, the older he gets, the less courageous he becomes. My son has gone out to practice so many times, but he dare not let him go out when he is thirty. At that time, we also swore that if there was an emergency, we would give him one of his sons. That’s right. This is great, how can we compensate him?” Boss Zhu was confused for a while, then thought about it and said:

"How about adopting Lao Qi to him?"

"Dad, are you going to compensate Mr. Liu for giving him an old son, or are you giving him a little daddy?" The prince said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "The day before yesterday, I went to Uncle Chengyi's house to express my condolences to Mr. Liu, and he didn't blame my father for saying that. It was the path Liu Lian chose himself."

"Well, what Mr. Liu said makes us feel even more uncomfortable." Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hands to support himself and said with a jade belt around his waist: "When you go back, prepare an edict and all the people involved in the case will be charged with treason against the Jiu Clan! The murderers Xiong Qitai and Ma Qing and Liu Kong peeled off the skin and pulled out the grass, and hung it on the top of Nanchang City forever as a warning to others!"

"Yes." The prince nodded, sighing in his heart, this is thousands of lives. But the mouse pulls the shovel - the big head is still behind. He also took out the memorial that Liu Lian asked Lao Liu to forward and showed it to his father.

The content of the memorial is very similar to the letter written to Lao Liu, but there are no exclamations and complaints. Of course, there is no last sentence...

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In Wuying Hall, cigarette smoke curls up and needle drops can be heard. Zhu Yuanzhang's heavy breathing can be clearly heard.

After reading Liu Lian's memorial, Zhu Yuanzhang leaned back on his chair, looked up at the caisson on the top of the palace, and murmured: "Boss, after reading Liu Lian's memorial, do you know how difficult it is to do something?"

"Yes." The prince sighed with emotion: "Corrupt officials, squires and clan elders, as well as Jiangxi's unique Zhengyi, these people are intertwined and collusive. Officials who want to do something, faced with this monolithic situation, can easily He's broken and bleeding, but at worst he's like Liu Lian, risking his life."

"It's really difficult." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, sat up straight, and said with renewed fighting spirit: "But it is precisely because of the difficulty that we men have to bite off this hard bone and cannot leave the problem to future generations. Those who were born in the deep palace and grew up in The future emperors of this woman will not have this ability, nor will they have this courage!"

"Indeed." The prince nodded and said: "All dynasties were established by the founding of the country and only maintained by later generations."

"Therefore, Jiangxi's Yellow Book and Lijia must be piloted successfully and then be implemented nationwide." Zhu Yuanzhang said coldly: "We don't mind killing a river of blood. If more people die in Jiangxi, there will be fewer deaths in other provinces." Some."

"Father, you should try to kill as few people as possible." The prince urged: "Most of these people are not born bad, they are just selfish. Anyone in that position will do things that harm others and benefit themselves. But as long as they move their nest, They can also become good citizens who obey the law and abide by the law."

"You mean like the great immigration from Shanxi, there will be another great immigration from Jiangxi?" Zhu Yuanzhang touched his increasingly rounded cheeks and thought: "These two provinces are really similar, with more mountains and less land, and a dense population. There are many. Problems all arise from this.”

"Yes." The prince nodded.

Jiangxi has a dense population of 12 million, ranking second in the country. However, Jiangxi’s cultivated land area ranks at the bottom of the country.

It is indeed somewhat similar to the situation in Shanxi. Both provinces are mainly mountainous. If you find a mountain col to build a stronghold, you won't be able to rush in without thousands of troops. It is an excellent place to save your life in troubled times.

Therefore, at the end of the Song Dynasty and the end of the Yuan Dynasty, people from other provinces fled here one after another and formed villages to protect themselves, resulting in a sharp increase in the population of the two provinces.

But after the world was at peace, those villages all over the mountainous areas became the fortress for the gentry clan to fight against the government and form a world of their own. The situation of hidden households in Jiangxi's hidden fields is so rampant. It is precisely because of the special geographical environment that it gave those big households the courage to go against the imperial court.

The prince's level is really high. He saw the crux of the problem at a glance and gave a solution: "Huguang, which happens to be adjacent to it, is vast and sparsely populated. The whole province only has a population of four million, and because of the war, a lot of land was abandoned. If we start from Jiangxi Relocating part of the population to populate Huguang will not only solve the overcrowding problem in Jiangxi, but also allow Huguang to quickly repopulate."

After a pause, he smiled again: "And by the way, the resistance of Lao Liu's implementation of the Yellow Book Li A will be much smaller. It can be said to kill three birds with one stone."

"Well, this is a good idea." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile: "Whoever dares to rebel will be sent to Huguang. The rest will be sure to be honest and obedient."

In fact, Boss Zhu has been thinking about this for a long time. Jiangxi's filling of Huguang was easier than Shanxi's large-scale immigration. First, it was close; second, the waterway was smooth; and third, Huguang's geographical conditions were much better than Jiangxi's in the Taiping years, so the difficulty of immigration was much smaller.

Just to migrate and immigrate is not just to throw people over, but also to provide them with tolls, seeds, cattle, farm tools... so that they can take root as soon as possible and live and work in peace and contentment. This costs a lot of money.

If it weren't for the fact that money could be printed now, Boss Zhu wouldn't even be able to withstand Shanxi's large-scale immigration. It is really beyond our power to open the Jiangxi dungeon now.

"It's just about the expenses. Where do you plan to settle it?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked the prince.

"I don't know either, but I believe someone can solve it." The prince replied seriously.

"Ah, boss, you have learned bad things now." Zhu Yuanzhang understood, and the two men smiled at each other.