Du Yinxi led his troops to Nanyang and found out that something was wrong. Kong Youde and the other two retreated too thoroughly. These people carried all the property in the city like fleeing famine and fled in a hurry.

Finally, news from the Eastern Army came, Hou Xuanyan and Du Yinxi looked at each other speechlessly. Since the Battle of Sarhu, this disaster-prone empire has finally ushered in dawn.

"Congratulations to the Duke of the Kingdom for achieving this great achievement for thousands of years and a great achievement for all generations!" Du Yinxi sincerely praised. As a general, no one knows better the role Hou Xuanyan plays in this war than he does.

Hou Xuanyan smiled at the sky, feeling extremely happy, and the fear, anger, fatigue along the way... all received the best rewards.

"The large gap left by the Qing army retreating north cannot be left unattended for a long time. We must immediately garrison troops and send officials to liquidate traitors and settle people's livelihood. Liaodong has not yet been recovered and the war is not complete. It is urgent to send troops to conquer Liao. Let's not rest tonight. You go to Kaifeng and I go to Luoyang. Let's stabilize the Central Plains first."

Du Yinxi's admiration in his eyes deepened a little further. Duke Yue is really a Shangguan who has nothing to say. He abandons his personal morality and is a saint. In the face of such a great victory, he does not rush to celebrate or boast about his achievements. The first thing he thinks about is people's livelihood and plans and the elimination of remnants.

The Zhongzhen Camp was divided into troops, Du Yinxi and Gao Yigong led 100,000 troops to Kaifeng, and Hou Xuanyan took 50,000 people to recover Luoyang. The people left behind were stationed in Nanyang, and the entire Central Plains had left the yellow area and would soon be restored.

In late autumn, the leaves of the wind blowing are flying freely on the road, and there are often timid farmers on both sides of the road, collecting pitiful crops in the wasteland. Henan, which has been in trouble for many years, has basically been unattended in these fields, and some places are half a person tall. The big-headed soldiers who were entrenched here last night suddenly withdrew, and the common people in nearby villages dared to come out to collect grain, and Hou Xuanyan's troops frightened them again.

The people do not care about the Ming army or the Qing army. To be honest, when the warlords fought in the late Ming Dynasty, many Ming army were even more brutal than the Qing army.

No matter you are an emperor, general, hegemony for thousands of years, orthodox China... all ordinary people want is to survive.

Hou Xuanyan calmed down excitedly. The success of the Northern Expedition was just the beginning, and the real challenge was still to come. If the Manchus were driven out, they would be proud and lose their goals from then on, then there would be no difference between these people in the occupied areas and living under the Qing Dynasty.

Luoyang was once the most prosperous place, but although it is no longer as grand as it used to be, it is still considered a good place.

In late autumn, the chrysanthemums in the city are in full bloom, yellow, white, red and colorful. The city gate is always open. The Qing soldiers were in a hurry and did not have time to close the city gate.

A row of soldiers lined up at the gate of the city and stretched deep into the city. The largest building in the city was the Fu Palace built by Emperor Wanli for his favorite son Zhu Changxun.

After entering the city, Hou Xuanyan moved into the Fu Palace. The local gentry and celebrities in Luoyang shaved off their little braids and came to pay their respects.

Hou Xuanyan looked at it and everyone was wearing a six-held hat on their heads. It was a helpless move to be forced to shave their heads under the shaving order, and Hou Xuanyan never pursued it. Although the overall situation was decided at this time, he did not want to blame him too much.

The crowd of people knelt down together and shouted, "I've seen Duke Yue."

Hou Xuanyan didn't like this from the bottom of his heart. After calling them up, he sat down in the palace of the Fu Palace, looked down at the people in the hall, and said loudly: "You are all from Luoyang, and now it is not just Luoyang. The whole Henan is in ruins. You must not shirk responsibility for revitalizing the Central Plains. You should have the righteousness and mind of integrating family and country."

When the gentry below heard this, they felt a little nervous. Did they mean we were asking us to donate money?

Hou Xuanyan was condescending, and took their expressions into his eyes. He continued: "The road that is necessary for traveling east and west to Luoyang is the business path given to the people of Luoyang by God. I have achieved great success in reforming the commercial system in Jiangnan. I am not inferior to the great achievements of the Northern Expedition. Now that the Central Plains have been pacified, I naturally cannot value one or the other.

What I saw along the way was that the people's livelihood was withering and the people were suffering. There were a lot of fertile land in Henan, but it was deserted everywhere. The reason was that the land distribution was unfair. In the past, large fertile land was owned by the Fu Palace. Now that the passage has changed, all the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty have been killed, and the few remaining ones are also in the hands of the Qing soldiers outside the border. The land measurement and tax system will be settled after I return to the court, but the fertile land cannot be abandoned during this period."

When the people below heard this, they didn't have to take out their own food and felt a little calm. After all, King Fu, Li Zicheng, Tartars, traitors, and the current loyal camp, each of them had to plunder it. A good Luoyang city was so strong that even these wealthy families would have to tighten their belts to live.

"We all follow the arrangements of the Duke."

"Yes, we will do whatever we want."

...

Hou Xuanyan raised his hand and pressed it down, and the voice below gradually calmed down: "I have a temporary solution. This year will be implemented for one year. When the fugitives return to their hometowns next year, I will send someone to count the population and divide the land without owners equally according to the population."

Whenever the troubled times end, there will always be a situation where the land is vast and sparsely populated, which is a major redistribution. It has been nearly thirty years since the thieves in the Chongzhen Dynasty, and the number of deaths in the world is more than 10 million. How to restore people's livelihood is a huge project.

"What is the trick of the Duke of the State?"

"Taking a village as a team, we plant local fields together. The team will choose the most respected ones as the team leader. The team leader is responsible for recording the working hours of each household and eating the same pot of rice. During this period, I will supply the food required in the team. Half of the grain produced this year will be divided into each household according to the working hours, and the rest will be returned to me."

The gentry looked at each other, and this method was unheard of, but fortunately it was not harmful to them. Moreover, the Duke said that it was only implemented for one year, and that the land would be divided after the next year. The gentry of this era was not as vicious as later generations imagined, but in fact, it was mostly open-minded and kind-hearted. Hearing Hou Xuan's method was indeed beneficial to Henan, these people got rid of their fear and began to make suggestions.

These people stayed in the Fu Palace for one night, and Hou Xuanyan held a banquet to entertain the generals of the Zhongzhen Camp, and these people were regarded as accompanying him.

A big night banquet was held in the Fu Palace because it was a difficult period after the war, and dozens of tables of simple wine and food were not rich, but everyone was in high spirits.

Many generals looked at Hou Xuanyan with great enthusiasm. Although everyone is just a minister of revival now, if he chooses to change the dynasty, those of them will be the master of the Dragon.

At this time, a personal soldier came in and clasped his fists and said, "The commander-in-chief, and he captured 153 officials appointed and removed from the Qing court in the whole city."

Hou Xuanyan raised his wine glass and said, "Call! Come on, I will drink this cup with you to celebrate the traitors' death."

After a while, another personal soldier came in and fisted excitedly and said, "The commander-in-chief, Wu Sangui led his troops to invade Hanzhong. The family members who stayed in Luoyang have been captured, a total of 73 people!"

"Call! Come, let's drink this cup together to celebrate the destruction of the traitor."

The joy of the Northern Expedition was basically successful, which made Hou Xuanyan greedy for a few cups, and his face was already a little flushed. At this time, the young general leaned closer and said, "General, Chen Yuanyuan on the Qinhuai River is also among them."

Hou Xuanyan slapped the table and said angrily: "Who do you think I, Hou Xuanyan!"

Hou Xuanyan's personal soldiers were all his confidants. Seeing that he was angry, he changed his words and said, "Go to stop being angry, and then I will go and break the law."
Chapter completed!