Chapter 1792: 10·1, Ji, Million Words

National Day, cheers for the birthday of the great motherland!

Salute to the people's heroes who sacrificed for the hard-won peace, stability, and the fact that the people are full and warm today!

Salute to the nameless heroes who are buried in hard work, arduous struggle, and unknown in all walks of life for the realization of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation!

Salute to the righteous boys and girls who have ideals in their brains, ambitions in their chests, beliefs in their hearts, and full of patriotic blood!

On such a day of national celebration, with the release of this chapter by the younger brother, the book has officially reached one million words.

All the way to now, there are many things I want to say, but they are basically some personal insights, which are useless. The younger brother digests them himself. There are only two points I want to express.

One, thank the big brothers who have been silently supporting. Your support is the younger brother's greatest motivation.

Two, persistence is sometimes not that difficult.

Here, in order to celebrate such a coincidence, 4,000 words are sent. Although it is not much money, it is a little bit of the younger brother's heart. The gift is light and the affection is heavy, so the big brothers should bear with it.

Thanks again to the big brothers for their consistent support!

Wish the big brothers a happy holiday.

Done.

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"Why bother..." Saying this, Huang Taiji was still a little happy. You know, after so many years, it's not that there are no people who betrayed him and turned to Wang Yan. Now that he is in a desperate situation, someone wants to die with him, which is somewhat comforting.

The confidant stiffened his neck: "Please order, Great Khan."

Huang Taiji sighed and gave a heavy order: "Take people and kill all my wife and children..."

It was impossible for him to live. Even if Wang Yan didn't kill him, he would still have to die; he couldn't bear that humiliation. As for his wife and children, the father is dead, so can he let these people go to Wang Yan to wag their tails and beg for pity?

What's more, changing positions to think, he wouldn't let himself live. It has nothing to do with other things; it's just a deterrent. Only when he and most of the people with prestige are dead will those banner people be easy to handle. So no matter what, most of their Eight Banners nobles must die. Even if they don't have to die in the short term, they will have to die later.

After a long time, the confidant returned covered in blood: "Great Khan, it has been handled, and my subordinates have all gone one step ahead of us."

"We should go too..."

Huang Taiji took a pot of poisonous wine, poured two cups, and handed one to the confidant. Huang Taiji sat upright and tidied his clothes: "Come, you and I drink this fine wine together, and join hands to go to the underworld to do great things..."

After speaking, the two of them, with the confidant, picked up the wine glass and drank it down...

The death of drinking poisonous wine is very miserable. After all, no matter how strong the toxicity is, it has to circulate in the body for a while. And in the process of this circulation, people have feelings.

So when Wang Yan brought a bunch of children who were trying to endure fear and trembling, what they saw was the distorted Huang Taiji, lying on the table. Where was the majesty before he was alive? He died in that bear-like appearance.

Letting a bunch of children take a close look at this old bastard who resisted them for twelve years, Wang Yan waved his hand: "Thick burial."

The personal guards who followed quickly separated a few people and carried the bodies of Huang Taiji and the confidant out.

Although Huang Taiji and his descendants were not very good things—what Yangzhou Ten Days, Retainer Three Massacres, what literary inquisition, etc. —but people were dead, and there would be no such rotten things in this world. And Wang Yan didn't have the ability to go over and kill him in the real world, and ruining people's corpses was useless.

And it should be said that Huang Taiji indeed had ability. After all, he was in that state, but this old bastard could always not be killed by people. Not to mention ordinary people, even extraordinary people were not easy to use.

So a thick burial, setting up a grave, etc., can be considered a recognition of people's strength.

And with the death of Huang Taiji, the regime of Later Jin, which had existed for twenty-four years and brought countless harm to the Han people, completely perished. There was no more Later Jin in the world.

This war to destroy Later Jin lasted for three months. Most of those who resisted stubbornly were caught and used as hard labor slaves, except for a small number who escaped. The banner people who surrendered before were fine, but it was too late to surrender now. Wang Yan didn't intend to give them a way to live. Of course, this refers to men; women were all sent back to be officially matched.

Even if it has developed to the present, the ratio of men to women under his command is not very healthy. The number of men is far greater than the number of women. This is the reason for the big environment, and Wang Yan has no way. These women can be considered wealth, so they cannot be demoted to hard labor; it is too wasteful. But if there is really someone who stabs, they cannot be spoiled. His backyard women cleaned them up, and it was difficult to die.

The most critical thing is that there are a considerable number of Han people among these people who resisted to the end. Wang Yan analyzed that it might be because he came late, and these people were saved by him late, so they went all the way to the dark and fought with him. He had indeed saved many Han people enslaved by Later Jin before, but he had never been soft on those who helped Huang Taiji beat him, which must also be an important reason. After all, there was no good result even if they surrendered, so why surrender? Just fight.

The end of these people doesn't need to be thought about; it must be the life of working to death.

Wang Yan intends to let these people build a two-way eight-lane cement road connected to Shenyang, all the way to the Outer Khingan Mountains and Eastern Siberia...

In three months, Wang Yan's army turned over the entire Northeast region, and Korea, which was not as good as Later Jin and was beaten, was even easier.

It's just because the King of Korea had no will to seek death, Wang Yan allowed him to take a part of the money to Shenyang to live as a commoner. Preferential treatment is not to be thought of; it's good enough that he wasn't killed.

Similarly, women were officially matched, and men all accompanied the hard labor of Later Jin.

After taking these two places, the civilians who had been selected in the Liaodong area before gathered in the rear and went north directly. Taking advantage of the few months left, they went over to build factories and houses first, then turned the land, and planted crops and farmed on this black land next year.

A population of more than 10 million sounds like a lot, but when divided into the entire grassland and the entire Northeast region, it is not much. If you want to rely on this population to make the Northeast and the grassland lively, it will take at least three generations.

Wang Yan strongly encourages childbirth; although he set the age for marriage at seventeen and childbirth at eighteen, he does not limit how many children one can have. Just give birth for all you are worth; there is no such thing as not being able to afford to raise them. Wang Yan has plenty of money; after all, that stuff is all printed by himself. Resources were previously mostly produced by himself, but ever since he became able to go out to sea, the spoils from his robberies have also accounted for a large portion. Up until now, the only thing restricting his development is the population, and nothing else.

Besides farming by himself, importing from the Champa generation is also an item. It can't be said to be an import. After all, he hit a large piece of land there, catching local people to farm desperately, which is considered left hand to right hand. Coupled with the cattle and sheep on the grassland, the domestic pigs, more and more every year, as well as river fish and seafood, etc., so food is not a problem for him. Even he has to feed countless food to pigs and brew wine so as not to waste it.

Later, when he develops and explodes soldiers, he will hit the Mughal Empire, which is the place of A-San now, enslaving the lazy people there who waste land and life, plus he has been cultivating good seeds, so food is even less worried. Counting what he planted himself and what others planted, he can achieve full food for all people.

Even his territory is too large, and he can already return farmland to forests and rest in areas with soil erosion and declining land power. Except for the land occupied by the garrison, other populations can directly migrate to places with good land power and high food production...

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Although everyone knows that Wang Yan will unify the north sooner or later, when this day really comes, they still can't help but shake.

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With the news that Wang Yan destroyed Later Jin and Korea and completely unified the north, it shocked all the forces of the entire Great Ming.

Everyone knows that Wang Yan, who dominates the north, cannot be ignored, but no one inside the pass has competed with Wang Yan, and perhaps they can't help but look down on Wang Yan. After all, if he is so awesome, why didn't he enter the pass to fight the Central Plains earlier?

Although they looked down on Wang Yan, he is the hegemon who unified the entire north, and the various insurgent armies can't help but worry. So the offensive against Great Ming was even fiercer. Anyway, they had to take down Great Ming first. Anyway, Wang Yan had just unified, and it would take some time to digest and absorb, so he couldn't enter the pass and go south in the short term.

Zhu Youjian is different from those peasant armies without force. He knows what Wang Yan is doing. Although the two sides have developed friendly for more than ten years, Wang Yan has unified the north now. Who knows if he will enter the pass? No one dares to bet.

He wanted to transfer the people from Yongping Prefecture who had been transferred away back, but they had been entangled by the peasant army, and they couldn't get away at all. He was so anxious that he couldn't sleep all night. After thinking about it, there was no way, so he issued an imperial decree of promotion to express his condolences.

Speaking of this, after such a long time, Wang Yan's official name is also a long string, what Left Dudu, what Crown Prince Taishi, what Liaodong Dusi Commander, what added third-class, etc., what flying fish suit, Qilin suit, python suit, fighting bull suit, embroidered spring knife, etc., not to mention sealing his wife and son. His sons are all commanders, and his unborn grandsons are already thousand-household officers, and his women are all first-class ladies.

It is only the actual position that is dead and motionless, still a Assistant Regional Commander. Zhu Youjian and the civil and military officials in the court also have steel. In fact, it is to stabilize Wang Yan. It is no problem to get a hollow title, and it is no problem to promote a general. After all, if you really want to find an excuse to settle accounts with him, aren't there many? But people don't, and they won't promote the actual position...

Sun Chengzong had long known that Wang Yan had made a move. After all, his duty was this. Although Great Ming was about to fail, he still performed his duties. Besides, there was such a big movement outside the pass, he couldn't help but pay attention.

Knowing the first time after the war, he took two guards and went north. Taking guards was not to protect his safety. After all, if you really want to say it, Liaodong is safer than anywhere else, but to let the guards take care of his old bones.

Speaking of internal harmony in the territory, Wang Yan follows the heavy punishment in troubled times. Whoever is not honest will do hard labor. Although he has 100,000 police officers, it is far from enough for the millions of people scattered on the northern land. He can only judge heavily when caught. Coupled with the first generation of civilians who cherish the hard-won good life, the crime rate is relatively low, and even many who destroy harmony are directly beaten to death by local people...

You know, Wang Yan does not ban knives and swords. After all, ancient scholars carry swords, and he advocates martial arts for all. Why ban that thing? So there is really no one who doesn't live a good life and go to the side door. Besides, in Wang Yan's territory now, there are no idle people. He is worried about the slow growth of the population, so who can he let be idle? So the main work of the 100,000 police is to solve neighborhood disputes and... popularize the law...

Sun Chengzong is not idle and comes to Wang Yan's territory to wander around. He is not that idle. He just comes over every year or two to see the ability of this kid Wang Yan and to what extent the territory is governed. In case Wang Yan goes south directly one day, he can know the other.

So this time he went north, he saw another scene.

Sighing all the way, he arrived in Shenyang.

Seeing the big characters on the south city gate, Sun Chengzong, whose cultural literacy can be called a master, couldn't help but sigh at the good words.

Wang Yan's calligraphy... um... he has been writing for two hundred years...

Just after entering the city, someone came to lead Sun Chengzong to the palace. For someone coming to pick him up, Sun Chengzong was not surprised. He even suspected that there might be Wang Yan's subordinates around him. He had just set off, and people knew it.

Led by someone, he simply looked at the Forbidden City in Shenyang and was finally led to the Golden Throne Hall.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Wei Zhongxian sitting there looking at him with a smile. Sun Chengzong was surprised: "Huo, not dead yet?"

"I'm a few years younger than you. You're not dead, so how can I die?" Wei Zhongxian was not annoyed and countered with a smile: "I have to live longer than you anyway."

Wang Yan watched the fun on the side. Since the first time Wang Yan saw them spraying each other, it was quite pleasant. Every time Sun Chengzong came, Wang Yan called Wei Zhongxian to accompany him. It was also that his subordinates were not enough. Except for Wei Zhongxian, there was really no one who could accompany Sun Chengzong.

But it has to be said that this old bastard Wei Zhongxian is also able to live. He is over seventy, and he is not dead yet. You know, he is a eunuch. Relatively speaking, the life of a eunuch is much shorter.

After they finished their daily greetings, Wang Yan invited the two old men to sit down and eat with a smile.

It's not that there is no place, nor is it to pretend to be better than Sun Chengzong. He just simply feels that this position is good and bright.

Sun Chengzong looked at the dining table with food set: "Eat here? Is it appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate? The whole place is mine. I say where it is appropriate, then it is appropriate."

Wei Zhongxian didn't speak and looked at Wang Yan with a smile.

Sun Chengzong shook his head: "Did you build this later?"

Wang Yan said: "At that time, Huang Taiji ran in a hurry and didn't burn much, so I asked people to continue building it. How about it? Not bad, right?"

"Not bad? A bit of small-family spirit..." Sun Chengzong shook his head, full of disdain, and then another long sigh: "You haven't been to the Forbidden City. You will know when you go later."

Wei Zhongxian laughed: "Old thing, are you recognizing reality?"

Sun Chengzong gave a bitter smile. He had long recognized reality. He drank a small glass of wine and said: "Planning to enter the pass?"

"Just destroyed the Jianzhou Jurchens and swallowed Korea, so I have to stabilize for a while." Wang Yan said: "Wait for Great Ming to perish... there are no two years left..."

"Yes... there are no two years left..." Sun Chengzong drank silently. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Wang Yan: "Tell me the truth, if you enter the pass now, how long will it take to hit the capital?"

Wang Yan calculated seriously. Shenyang is about 1,300 li away from the capital. If he hits it in a straight line all the way...: "Half a month is enough."

"Half a month?" Sun Chengzong looked at Wang Yan in disbelief: "Did you count my Yongping Prefecture?"

Wang Yan smiled slightly and didn't speak. He had been operating for more than ten years. How much chicken hair is Yongping Prefecture? To put it ugly, Wang Yan's words are better than Sun Chengzong's...

He knew that Sun Chengzong came to see his intention. In fact, Sun Chengzong is also quite contradictory. Fight? Can't beat. Don't fight? Sorry for Great Ming. Uncomfortable...

Wang Yan can understand his dilemma. After thinking about it, he said: "You are old, so don't think so much. What Great Ming is like, you are watching, and even the gods can't save it. You have also worked hard for half your life. Be peaceful for a while, try to live two more years, and wait for the future to see the scenery of this Central Plains under my Wang's governance."

Wei Zhongxian said: "He is right. It is better to live two more years. I am reluctant to die now..."

Sun Chengzong didn't speak and drank depressed wine. It's easy to say, he has been loyal to Great Ming all his life, and Great Ming is about to be gone when he is old. This is not something that can be explained in a few words...

Sun Chengzong's worries have nothing to do with Wang Yan, and even less with Wei Zhongxian. Neither of these two cares about others. For this meal, Sun Chengzong drank depressed wine, and they ate sweetly...