This time back to Jinan, Zhu Guoqiang only stayed for a few days. During that time, he could only wander around Jinan City. As the prince, although he was more comfortable than the vassal prince, he was still a member of the clan. What's more, there were countless eyes watching him these days.

Hold yourself.

Before leaving Jinan, Zhu Guoqiang told Shi Lei to pay more attention to the movements in the capital these days, and to report to him as soon as possible if there was any movement in the royal tomb. Then, he returned to the royal tomb with a few personal guards. After all,

Now nominally, he is building the royal mausoleum—the wall—over there.

Compared to when he came here, there was one more person beside Zhu Guoqiang, Shi Mingyuan!

Although Shi Mingyuan was only an eighteen-year-old boy, he was quite tall and seemed to be gentle and gentle. This did not fit the appearance of a guard, but Zhu Guoqiang did not mind this.

He is Shi Lei's son, and the reason why Shi Lei sent him here was as a hostage, just to show his loyalty to him.

But Zhu Guoqiang doesn't care about this. After all, there are too many examples of abandoning protons and ignoring them in the history books. Son, you can have another baby!

But this was Shi Lei's way of showing his loyalty, so he could only accept it.

Zhu Guoqiang had other plans for Shi Weizhong, such as letting him study with those teenagers.

Sometimes, if you want to gain a person's loyalty, there are other ways, such as giving his son a better future!

Along the way, Zhu Guoqiang and others rode horses and trotted along the official road. For dozens of miles along the way from Jinan to the Wang Tomb, although there were occasional ups and downs of mountains, there were large fields scattered between the hills.

There are some large and small rivers.

As an old man from the Royal Guards Department, Liang Mingli pointed at those places with a riding whip and told Zhu Guoqiang.

Your Majesty, you see, almost all of these fields belong to our Prince De's Mansion, and the land for the military households of our Yiwei Department is here. We even told him that the military households of the Yiwei Department are far better than the guards, because the left and right guards of Jinan

In the past hundred years or so, a lot of land has been successively occupied by hereditary officers from the garrison. Most of the military households have been reduced to tenant farmers and can only rent land for farming.

"...Our Department of Ceremony, speaking of it, is also a blessing to the princes of the past generations. The people in the guard house are worried that everyone will complain to King De. After all, the Department of Ceremony is the person in front of the prince, so everyone's land has been preserved.

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Of course, the prince's sign is not in vain. As the royal guards, they have to pay a sum of grain to the prince's palace every year. They can also be regarded as half tenants of the prince's palace. However, compared with the ordinary military households in the guard,

I don’t know how good it is, after all, those people don’t even have their own land anymore!

"The officers from the guard station took away all the ground?"

Zhu Guoqiang's brows twitched. Although he had a certain understanding of the life of military households in the Ming Dynasty, he was still a little surprised by the sudden sound. So he asked.

"Where are they? I mean the officers!"

These guys can't be let go easily!

"Where are the people? Almost all of them are dead..."

Liang Mingli pursed his lips and said sarcastically.

"When the slaves were invaded, although the soldiers of the guard station were useless, the hereditary guards officers and soldiers also had the responsibility to defend the territory. The yamen of the left and right guard stations were located and they could not be abandoned lightly. But so what? They usually treat military households as livestock.

If the Jian slaves came to the door, how could they accuse them of selling their lives? In less than a day, the left and right guard posts were destroyed by the Dong slaves. Of course, the people did not survive, but it was a pity for the brothers in the guards..."

It is indeed a pity...

Thinking of the remaining left-back city wall near Jinan City, Zhu Guoqiang felt a pity in his heart. Of course, it was not just those military households who died in vain.

And those officers.

If they are still alive, they are definitely fat sheep!

No, Shandong doesn’t only have Jinan Wei, there are also a group of fat sheep!

Thinking of those fat sheep, Zhu Guoqiang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Damn it, you guys have been greedy for so many years... It’s the New Year when the pigs are fattened!

Sooner or later, I will have to take action on you!

No, sooner or later, I will kill a pig to celebrate the New Year!

Zhu Guoqiang got off his horse and was led by Song Ye and others towards the fields by the river. When Zhu Guoqiang walked through some fields, he saw that the ditches next to the fields were dry, and there were holes in the surrounding fields.

There were shocking pieces of hard skin sticking up from the surface. Although there were still some small snowflakes falling on it from the sky, they disappeared in the blink of an eye, which was shocking to see.

Looking at the dry and cracked fields around him because of the lack of water, Zhu Guoqiang sighed. The Yangtze River is right next to it, but the surrounding fields cannot be irrigated. This is simply the biggest joke. But Zhu Guoqiang also knows that this period of time is perfect.

It was the Little Ice Age in history. It would take more than ten years for such a bad climate to be alleviated. Historically, such a climate also indirectly or directly accelerated the collapse of the Ming Dynasty.

Walking to the river again, Zhu Guoqiang found that the water level of the Yangtze River was indeed very low, and a large area of ​​the river bed had been exposed. Although there were some keel waterwheels, chain bucket waterwheels and other water diversion machines on the riverside that relied on human or animal power.

Tools, but these irrigation tools that appeared in the Han and Tang Dynasties can only lead water to some lower fields along the river. There is no choice but to rely on some manpower or animal power to carry water to the fields slightly farther away.

The back of my hand, but this is just a drop in the bucket for such a large field, and it cannot play a big role at all.

Seeing this, Zhu Guoqiang finally understood. During the Little Ice Age under this severe drought and cold, it can be said that the land was bare for thousands of miles, even in Nanjing, a place with rich water resources near the Yangtze River. This was the case in other places.

Not to mention, the consequence of water shortage is that people cannot reclaim wasteland or farm, and a large number of fertile fields have to be abandoned. People who have no food to eat will naturally cause trouble. In addition, the Manchus from the north continue to invade, which leads to the Ming Dynasty.

Crash.

"...However, in the past few years, the weather has been bad and severe droughts have continued. Even the irrigated land by the river has turned into semi-arid land because of the lack of river water, and everyone's life has become increasingly difficult."

Hearing what he said, Zhu Guoqiang frowned, and then looked toward the ground again.

"So how is the situation this year? Let's go down to the fields and have a look."

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(Because there were big loopholes in the content, I deleted the old draft of Chapters 96-106 and re-wrote it. I hope everyone can continue to support Wuyu. In addition, Chapters 74-78 have also been re-edited. In short, Wuyu will try its best to write one
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