GBP Chapter 886 If the weeds aren't eradicated at the root, how the hell can I sleep?!
Chapter 886 If the weeds aren't eradicated at the root, how the hell can I sleep?!
Zhu Biao and Li Shanchang would only doubt Yang Shaofeng's character.
But I never doubted Yang Shaofeng's abilities.
Li Shanchang asked with a smile, "Your Highness, you mentioned using a steam engine to solve the problem. May I ask what that solution is?"
Yang Shaofeng glanced sideways at the group of officials standing behind Li Shanchang and said, "This steam engine can be used not only to haul goods, but also to haul people."
With trains, the journey from Jiangnan to Liaodong takes only about ten days, or even less.
When travel between Jiangnan and Liaodong is no longer a matter of risking one's life, the likelihood of people being willing to migrate will naturally increase.
"Of course, to ensure that people relocate voluntarily, there is also the issue of travel permits and customs clearance."
Moreover, the reasons for the road permit and customs clearance are only the most superficial ones.
To put it bluntly, the larger the population under an official's jurisdiction, the better his political achievements will be, and the more opportunities he will have to plunder.
If the people under their jurisdiction are allowed to migrate at will, it could very likely affect the officials' performance record and even their opportunities to extort money.
More importantly, the travel permit and customs checkpoint system cannot be completely abolished.
Give the simplest example.
Temporary residence permit.
Those who frequently work in Beijing should know that temporary residence permits were still widely used around the turn of the millennium. If someone was found to be without a temporary residence permit, they might even be forced to sift sand to earn money for a train ticket. Once they had enough, they would be put on a train and sent back to their hometown.
Why does a temporary residence permit even exist?
Complete freedom of movement would put immense pressure on public security.
How did the temporary residence permit gradually disappear?
Because of the ubiquitous surveillance cameras and advancements in facial recognition technology, the effectiveness of temporary residence permits in managing population movement has been reduced to some extent.
If this was the case in the millennium, imagine what would have happened in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago. The consequences of abolishing travel permits and official seals might not have been convenient for ordinary people, but they would certainly have been convenient for robbers, thieves, and kidnappers.
Of course, there was a group of people in the Ming Dynasty who were not subject to the restrictions of travel permits and official seals.
student.
In the Ming Dynasty, where even princes were not allowed to leave their fiefdoms at will, and ordinary people had to obtain a travel permit from the government to travel even a hundred miles from their homes, scholars, licentiates, and jinshi were not subject to the restrictions of travel permits and official seals.
These scholars could not only roam freely, but could even openly carry swords.
Old Deng basically gave all the preferential treatment and privileges he could think of and accept to intellectuals.
Thinking of the scholars of the Ming Dynasty, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but purse his lips.
The truly righteous are often the lowly butchers.
"Let's gather those who consider themselves remnants of the Yuan Dynasty and then send them to Liaodong."
"And then there are those who want to roam the martial world freely and would rather die than eat Ming grain."
"If these people can't stay in Liaodong either, we might as well send them to Hu Yuan's side."
Yang Shaofeng said with a forced smile, "If you add all these people together, and then count their wives, children, parents, and relatives, it would easily amount to tens of thousands of people."
Zhu Biao and Li Shanchang remained expressionless.
Hu Weiyong, however, remained expressionless while his heart fluttered.
Tens of thousands of people.
That wretched place in Liaodong, now, just one more person could fill up a small puddle.
If we could gather tens of thousands of people, we should have enough manpower to fill in waterlogged areas and repair roads for a county.
If Yang the Madman were to put in a little more effort and gather a few million people, I could fill in at least half of the waterlogged areas in Liaodong, if not all of them.
Most importantly, Yang didn't consider these people as his own.
In other words, even if all these people were to die from exhaustion in Liaodong, Yang Dianfeng would not stand up and cause trouble.
If Yang Dianfeng doesn't cause trouble, most of the officials from Ningyang County will choose to turn a blind eye.
Without the most disgusting Ningyang faction officials meddling in my affairs, why would I be afraid of those poor, pedantic trolls from the Censorate?
Thinking of this, Hu Weiyong couldn't help but look longingly at Li Shanchang and whispered, "Prime Minister Li?"
Li Shanchang's face darkened immediately: "Why are you calling me?"
“In our Great Ming Dynasty, there are countless scholars who call themselves remnants of the Yuan Dynasty, who would rather die than eat Ming grain, and who refuse to serve in government positions.”
"If Yang the Madman dares to spout such nonsense, do you think I would actually dare to have the Cabinet issue such an order?"
Li Shanchang glared at Hu Weiyong with annoyance and snorted coldly, "Don't you think that even if I dared to write such a memorial, how could the higher-ups possibly approve it with imperial approval?"
Hu Weiyong whispered, "Didn't the one who took power kill several people?"
Li Shanchang angrily retorted, "Killing a few is not the same as exiling tens of thousands at once!"
Killing a few scholars is no big deal.
However, the issue of exiling tens of thousands of scholars to Liaodong at once, and even sending these people and their relatives to the Hu Yuan dynasty, involved more than just public outcry.
What if one of these scholars were to become like Zhongxing Shuo? Who would suffer in the end?
It's still the Ming Dynasty!
While inwardly cursing, Li Shanchang looked at Yang Shaofeng and said, "May I ask, Your Highness, what reason do you intend to use to exile these scholars to Liaodong?"
Yang Shaofeng glanced at Li Shanchang and asked, "Has Prime Minister Li forgotten that I also hold the post of Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?"
Do the Embroidered Uniform Guards need a reason to do their jobs?
What an international joke.
When the Embroidered Uniform Guard (Jinyiwei) conducts their work, they present evidence if they have it, and create evidence if they don't.
To say they colluded with Hu Yuan is to say they colluded with Hu Yuan.
To say they are plotting rebellion is to say they are plotting rebellion.
The process is not important.
It's important to get these disgusting things into clearing land and farming.
Yang Shaofeng said with a forced smile, "Take it slow. There are over a thousand prefectures and counties in the entire Ming Dynasty, and so many scholars. There will always be a few who are too stupid to admit their mistake and try to disgust people."
Li Shanchang also glanced at Yang Shaofeng.
have to.
They were just talking about the steam engine, and now they're going to throw all the scholars who are loyal to Hu Yuan to Liaodong or give them directly to Hu Yuan.
I have no idea how those scholars offended that madman Yang.
The problem is that Yang the Madman acts on a whim, and in the end, I'm the one who has to clean up his mess.
Li Shanchang said with a dark face, "Does the Prince Consort only intend to exile some scholars?"
Yang Shaofeng was slightly taken aback and asked, "What does Prime Minister Li mean?"
Li Shanchang snorted coldly and said, "There's an old saying among the people: Qin Hui had three lovers."
"No ordinary scholar could be as bad as Qin Hui."
"They certainly had more close friends and acquaintances than Qin Hui."
"If the prince consort only exiles some scholars but ignores their friends and acquaintances, it is tantamount to cutting the weeds without eradicating the roots, leaving their friends and acquaintances to cry out for justice on their behalf."
If some bastard suddenly loses his mind and spouts some nonsense like "Left Chancellor of the Secretariat," how the hell will I be able to sleep?