First Minister of Ming Dynasty

Although Zhang Ximeng was young, although he did a lot of things, old people such as Jia Lu still regarded him as a late-born junior, but since this conference that can be called lecturing on the scriptures, no one dared to regard Zhang Ximeng as a person. The ordinary post-birth was born. As for Gong Bosui and others, they directly regarded Zhang Ximeng as their teacher.

This discussion is really wonderful. The more you think about it, the more interesting it is.

Although there are not many words, and the reasoning is not complicated, but it covers endlessly. The gains and losses of successive dynasties, the rise and fall of dynasties, and the rule of chaos in the world can all be found in it.

All the truths fall on Juntian again, and on fairness, which can be called the finishing touch.

Gong Bo was so intoxicated, like a dream, like stepping on the ground, as if stepping on a cloud... It was really good, it seemed that overnight, he was fully enlightened, and the whole person flew up to the nine heavens, looking down at the sky, and then again. Without any hesitation.

He rolled up his sleeves and couldn't wait to have a big fight. No matter what he did, even if he picked manure fields, Gong Bosui could do it well.

However, as a person like him who can join the army and coordinate hundreds of thousands of troops, picking **** is really a waste of talent.

Gong Bosui was assigned the task of assisting in checking the original Jiqing Road hukou atlas, Gong Bosui accepted it readily, and asked five people for the workload.

It seems that this person is going to be desperate, just as diligent and reliable as a certain writer...

In the midst of the busyness, Zhang Ximeng was still very calm. No matter how beautiful his words were and how clear he was, in the final analysis, he still had to implement them and let people see the real benefits.

To become the food in the bowl, the clothes on the body, the smiling faces of the family... So many things, just relying on a few civil servants, or a few prisoners, will definitely not be possible.

The best helpers are the five hundred and twenty-three who just passed the imperial examination.

The original number should have been five hundred and twenty-four, but the number one ranking is still in the prisoner of war camp to reflect on himself! It is a pity to have to reduce one person.

As a group of people who are about to join Zhu Jiajun's administrative team, their levels are very different... There are many scholars who are talented in the scholarly forest. They want to follow Zhu Yuanzhang to become a hero of the dragon, become famous all over the world, and shine in the annals of history.

But more people just read some books, know a few words, and can barely write and count. As for the more than 100 candidates from the military, most of them were still illiterate three years ago. It was only through the cultural education in the military that they could read and read and passed the exam.

In terms of level, these people are so different that they cannot be discussed together at all.

It's about the difference between "How about Dai Zongfu, Qilu Qing is not finished", and "If Taishan is transferred, the upper part will be bigger and the lower part will be smaller", although they are both poets, one can be included in textbooks, and the other can only be included in joke collections.

But things are not so simple, because these people who came out of the army are destined to have the strongest ability to do things, and they are highly obedient to orders, and they can unconditionally execute whatever they want to do. On the contrary, other candidates with different identities may not be able to obey orders so neatly.

Therefore, Zhang Ximeng's first task is to train them. The first thing he has to explain is the necessity of Juntian, which is about summarizing the content discussed at the conference in detail, forming a set of logic, and instilling it in these students.

Then, from Chuzhou and other places, a group of people was transferred to explain to them the problems that may be encountered in the process of equalization and various ways to deal with them.

Then, assign tasks and send them to the countryside to learn about the situation, verify the population of the fields, and prepare to divide the fields.

There is no doubt that such a big thing cannot be explained clearly in a few days. Sending students down is somewhat like rushing ducks to the shelves.

But neither Zhu Yuanzhang nor Zhang Ximeng could do anything about it. This is not a peaceful time. They can allow everyone to learn slowly, understand and understand carefully, and then experiment and explore.

The core of everything is to act vigorously and resolutely, and problems must be solved as quickly as possible. The other forces are expanding, and Zhu Yuanzhang is taking it slow, that is because he thinks he has a long life!

I have no choice but to work and study at the same time.

I hope these students can adapt as soon as possible and do their jobs well. In the future, there will be at least a commissioner waiting for them!

However, there may not be many people who can see this. Among them, there are a few young people from good backgrounds who gather together and are filled with righteous indignation.

"What a bunch of shameless red thieves! They lied to us for the exam, but they didn't give us an official position. Now they want Zhang Luo Juntian, they clearly want to take our family's property! Do you think so?"

It turns out that these are the children of big families, what is Juntian? It is clear that they want to cut flesh from them, but they are so righteous and righteous.

In any case, we will not agree!

"I think we'll go back now, call on the villagers, form a village brave, defend Sangzi, and fight against the red thieves! It's better to be broken than the whole!"

When he said that, several people nodded.

But there was also one who frowned. This person's name was Sun Yan.

"The superior troops are strong and powerful. The army of more than ten thousand yuan in Jiangnan is not a superior opponent, let alone us rabble! And I have pondered over and over again, what Zhang experience said, the will of the people is the will of God, and the equal share of land and acres is destiny... I think it's still, There's so much truth to it!"

"Bah!"

Immediately, someone turned his face, "Sun Yan, I think you are crazy! Zhang Ximeng is deceiving people, don't you understand? After all, they are a group of poor ghosts, greedy for the property that our family has worked so hard to accumulate. Take it by chance. You still say that he is justified, are you going to give your land and acres of hands to you?"

"This...it's not impossible, my family has a lot of land, and some of them were obtained by my father from Yuan Ting, which is ill-gotten wealth..."

"Shut up!" His words were interrupted again, and the others were furious, "Don't talk nonsense! Our family's property was there before the Yuan Dynasty! .You foolish and obsessed, your family is the ill-gotten wealth, and it deserves to be taken away by the red thieves!"

This group of people quarreled, and that night, they pretended to go out to investigate the situation, then left Jinling and returned to their hometown. These scholars were going to recruit Xiang Yong and fought against Lao Zhu!

Unlike them, Sun Yan really wanted to stay and do things for Lao Zhu... But soon, a letter came from his family, and his father told him to return to Liyang Prefecture immediately.

The old servant who came to deliver the letter was very curious: "Young master, you are now on the Golden List, and are you going to be a high official?"

Sun Yan grinned wryly, "What kind of high-ranking official, just an ordinary clerk. He hasn't officially taken up his post yet... What on earth did my father ask me to do? Why are you so anxious?"

When the old servant heard this, he was also a little disappointed. He thought that the young master had become a high-ranking official?

No way, he still said it carefully.

It turned out that with Zhu Yuanzhang entering Jinling, the voice of evenly dividing the land has never been interrupted, especially recently, with the notice posted, the dust finally settled.

In Lishui, which is not far from Jinling, many tenants have already moved.

Whoever dares to stop them will be killed without mercy!

Anyway, with the Zhu Family Army as the backing, there is nothing to fear!

The number of angry people has reached several hundred. On the other side, the Sun family also has more than 100 thugs. If you count the long-term and short-term workers, there are also two or three hundred people.

The two sides are at each other's throats, and they are about to fight.

Sun Yan's father knew that his son had passed the Zhu Jiajun's imperial examinations. He thought that his son would be able to speak up and deal with a bunch of lowly tenants easily.

What about equalizing the fields and not equalizing the fields? Could it be possible to equalize the fields in the households of high-ranking officials?

As long as my son comes back, you are all done!

After listening to the old servant's words, he felt his father's earnest expectation. Sun Yan only felt that the burden on his shoulders was extremely heavy. Dad, do you really think highly of me?

And it seems that I still feel that there is nothing wrong with dividing fields!

Take my father as an example, he turned out to be a businessman. After he made a fortune, he invited a husband to teach him to read. And how Dad got rich and how he accumulated so much land, he knew very well.

In other words, Zhu Jiajun hasn't come yet, otherwise your old head will definitely hang with Zhu Yidou and others and become the decoration of the city wall.

Dad!

It is necessary to save you, baby!

With mixed feelings, Sun Yan returned to his home in Lishui. Before entering the house, he felt a solemn atmosphere. His house seemed to be a bit taller, and there were people patrolling inside and out. Holding the sword, it seemed as if he was about to enter the battlefield.

When they saw Sun Yan's return, those servants wept with joy.

The young master can be considered to be back, and he has a bottom line in his heart.

They were so happy that they took Sun Yan into the mansion.

When Father Sun saw his son coming back, he couldn't help grabbing his arm and shaking it excitedly!

"My son, father is counting on you! This step is the right one. You took part in the imperial examinations of the Zhu Family Army and became an officer of the Zhu Family Army. Your father is not afraid of anything. There are people in the court who are good at being an official. Pink-eyed, crazy bastard, I can't bully your father anymore!"

The more Sun Yan listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. He wanted to explain it to his father, but at this moment, suddenly there were gongs and drums outside, and people shouted horses neighing!

"Master, it's broken, those beasts are here!"

Father Sun subconsciously stood up and hurried out. Sun Yan followed behind. When they got to the door, they looked along the crack of the door and saw that there were at least three or five hundred crowds outside, and everyone was armed with weapons. !

"The surnamed Sun, get out! You oppress the good and the good and do evil, your time of death is coming!"

Father Sun gritted his teeth in anger, turned his head hastily, and looked at his son, "You, aren't you an officer of the Zhu family now? Drive them away for me!"

Sun Yan cried. Don't say that I am not an official. Even if I am a high-ranking official, at this time, it is only a scholar who meets a soldier. It makes no sense.

And what's even worse is that once there is a conflict, there will be many dead people, and the news will reach Jinling, which will definitely offend the Zhu family's army. At that time, Dad is a typical example of tyrannical power and needs to be dealt with!

The Sun family went up and down, followed Zhu Yidou and went underground to play mahjong.

What should we do?

Glancing at the servants, UU reading www.uukanshu.com found that the big guy was full of hope, and all looked at him, young master, we are counting on you!

Sun Yan suddenly came up with an idea that was not an idea. He said to his father: "The war is about to break out now, and showing your identity may not be effective, so you can only fight back! Please allow my father, all the servants in our family will listen to me. Dispatch, share the enemy's anxiety, and unite together, in order to keep our family!"

Father Sun was stunned, "You, can you?"

"Dad, don't worry, Zhang Cheng has specially taught us the art of war, there are a lot of children!" Sun Yan said while gritting his back molars.

The grandfather finally nodded, trusting his son!

"Listen, all, listen to the young master! Whoever dares not to listen will do it with family law!"

After Father Sun finished speaking, he took the initiative to take two steps back, reassuringly handing over the power to his son.

Sun Yan took a deep breath and looked at all the servants.

"Listen, Taiping Xingguo Grand Marshal's Mansion, Marshal Zhu has already ordered that the land should be divided equally. Whoever dares to disobey will be dead or alive! Instead of letting others break in, let's take the initiative to cooperate and alleviate some sins... Everyone listens to our orders, take down my father first, then open the door, invite the folks in, sit down and have a good talk!"

These housekeepers are all stunned, aren't our ears broken?

Master, isn't he talking nonsense?

"What are you still doing? Do you want to punish the nine clans?" Sun Yan shouted sharply, he took the lead and rushed towards the old man with rounded eyes... Well, it is very filial to the father!

After a while, the door of Sun's house opened, Sun Yan clasped his fists and cupped his hands, smiled and bowed to welcome the distinguished guests!