The Hai County Government Office was in chaos. The county magistrate put his robe and walked around in the yamen hall like soil. Dozens of Zao Li on duty had already run away. Only one staff member stroked his long beard and squinted his eyes and did not speak.

Run or not run? The county magistrate is constantly fighting in his mind. The county magistrate is responsible for defending his territory, and he will die if he runs away. But what should he do if he doesn’t run away? Are you waiting for the Ming army to kill? What should I do?

"Sir." The staff seemed extremely calm: "The Qing Dynasty secretly dominated the world, and now the king's army is back, what are you afraid of?"

"Zhang Yancheng, are you rebelling?" The county magistrate was startled and shouted at his aide: "This is the world of the Qing Dynasty. Emperor Kangxi is the orthodox. Even if the Ming army is in power, it is just a group of bandits and will not accomplish any major events."

Zhang Yancheng sneered: "Rebel? I am the loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty. When did he become a lackey of the Qing court? But you, as a Han Chinese, sacrificed yourself as a slave of the Manchus, and did not know how to humiliate and behave, but were complacent."

Zhang Yancheng said, while shaking a red scarf from his sleeve and tied it to his chest: "I won't hide it from you. I'll be the one from the Tiandihui three years ago. Today, the Dihui was renamed Nanzhen Fushi. In this Beihai County, there are not many hundreds or thousands of people like the one like the one, just waiting for the King of the King to enter the city and the Beihai will be restored. You are also a scholar, and you are also a saint's book. You actually recognize the thief as your father. You don't repent when you see the coffin. It's really ridiculous."

Zhang Yancheng laughed twice, and a few Zaoli suddenly rushed into the outside of the yamen hall. Like Zhang Yancheng, there were bright red scarves hanging on their chests.

"You...+The light of inspiration appeared and retorted: "Di Yi has a king

The meaning of this sentence is: If China is not worthy of. A king, then the good king of Di Yi can also welcome it. This sentence is seen in the "Eight Third" of the Analects of Confucius". Since it happened to match the spleen and stomach of Manchus, it was immediately regarded as a treasure by Manchus. Your monarchs of China are incompetent and injustice. Then let our Manchus' "Good King" rule. In fact, throughout the entire Qing Dynasty history, Manchus have been doing this all the time. The Ming history was changed by them. Almost every Ming emperor was even more absurd than Shang Zhou, Xia Jie, and the Qing emperors who recorded the daily life of Qing Dynasty were all wise, divine and martial, kind and loving, creating a prosperous era, not a prosperous era.

The man also claimed to be a perfect old man. He could not apply patches to his body after he was defeated. He claimed to be thrifty and thrifty. Looking at the history of the Ming Dynasty, there was no good emperor, either tyrannical or lose his ambition. Looking back at the history of the Qing Dynasty, everyone was a sage lord with kindness and virtue. Looking at his normal life, there was no stain on him. In the Ming Dynasty, the emperor went south to play and was criticized by all officials as a foolish and depressed his ambition. However, in the Qing Dynasty, the "Saint Masters" went to Jiangnan seven times and became a legend. Therefore, in the early Qing Dynasty, in addition to a group of scholars who refused to cooperate with the Qing court, there were also a group of scholars who defected to their masters and gained wealth. They often used this saint's words as a shield.

Zhang Yancheng laughed and looked at the county magistrate with contempt: "Are you blind? There are no people in Liaodong, and there are ten days of Yangzhou, and three massacres in Jiading. These are all good things that your good king of Diyi did. You can't tell the right and wrong, so what else can you read?"

Before Zhang Yancheng could speak, a few red and soap lions had already arrested the county magistrate who had fallen on the ground. Zhang Yancheng was the chief household in Beihai City, Fushishi, Nanzhen. He ordered: "Go quickly, let someone hang the sun and moon flags in the yamen, and the others followed me out to welcome the Ming army. Also, they all went to snatch the braids.

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After the Ming army entered the city, they quickly occupied various important locations in Beihai City with the help of a group of secretly spyed soldiers wearing red scarves on their chests. The red scarves traveled around the streets and kept telling the Ming army and local policies to the people who were preparing to flee, and let them stay home honestly.

At one hour, the small county town quickly stabilized. Zhang Yancheng was appointed as the magistrate of Beihai County on the spot. He was in charge of the public security and defense of Beihai City. The remaining hundreds of red scarves were temporarily used as yamen runners and ready to suppress the resistance at any time. However, Beihai was located in a remote place. There was no place where the Eight Banners were stationed. The only place, the small green camp, quickly changed its banner and surrendered. Wang Qiu felt that time was urgent and asked Zhang Yancheng to defend the county town. The emperor's central army could arrive immediately. He led the suicide camp to continue north.

It was already evening when the Ming Central Army arrived in Beihai. The temporary county magistrate Zhang Yancheng immediately ordered the city to welcome him. Local famous families also came out to welcome him. Amid the sighs, Zhu Jun entered the city like stars arched the moon.

"My dear friends." Zhu Jun sat on the head of the Yatang ground and looked at the officials and gentry on both sides: "Three years ago, I entered Myanmar from Yunnan. At that time, the country fell and the country collapsed. Even the Taimiao fell into the hands of the Di Yi."

Zhu Jun's opening remark was very strange. He had neither bold ambition nor comforted him easily: "Everyone in the world knows that the Ming Dynasty was destroyed. But I am telling myself that the Ming Dynasty has not yet perished. As long as millions of people still seek fame, my Ming Dynasty will never perish. I am in Myanmar, conquered the rebel king of Myanmar, destroyed Siam, expelled the red barbarians and flanked Java, and fought against Wu Ni to take Yunnan. Now I have ordered Li Dingguo to go north and enter Sichuan. I personally led my army to break into Guangxi. The day to restore my ancestors is just around the corner."

The gentry officials looked at each other and couldn't help but talk in a low voice. They had never heard of this. In Guangxi, the news announced by the Qing court was Nanming.

When he entered Myanmar, he was strangled to death by the Burmese King. Now the Ming army suddenly appeared, and then a group of red scarves appeared. The local gentry still didn't know what happened. The team that broke through the Beihai was even more strange when he saw Zhu Jun wearing the Ming Dynasty crown garment. Now that Zhu Jun said it, they realized that this was the Yongli who fled to Myanmar back then. Wasn't he dead? Why did he come back and come back with a mighty army.

"Long live my emperor. Long live my life!" Zhang Yancheng said loudly.

"Long live my emperor!" The gentry also shouted in a few ways.

Zhu Jun knew that for some people, it was impossible to immediately change the concepts imposed on them by Manchu. After giving a few instructions, he asked about some specialties in Beihai. Some of the gentry who were secretly doing business also started chatting.

"If Guangxi's specialties are shipped to Myanmar, to Qiongzhou, and to Luzon, do you calculate how much profit can you make?" Zhu Jun talked about business without hesitation. In Haidu, the bureaucracy has gradually faded, while the merchant class has emerged. Therefore, in Haidu, talking about business is simply a few words that both women and children can say.

Some gentry had begun to look at the emperor with strange eyes, but some gentry involved in shop trafficking eyes lit up. A fat-headed and big-eared gentry had calculated: "Emperor, if you transport Guangxi's specialties to Myanmar, as long as there is no accident along the way, you can make at least double the profit. Myanmar doesn't understand it. My ancestors went to Qiongzhou Island to do business. If you transport the salt and iron wire from Guangxi there, you can make three taels of silver. Then you can transfer some local products from Qiongzhou back to Guangxi, and you can make a couple of silver. It will be at least 50% of the profits back and forth. If such a business is done, a few years later, a pauper will have a richer foundation than the family we here.

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Zhu Jun waved his hand disapprovingly and argued with the fat man: "You are wrong. If I open a maritime trade, then there will naturally be more maritime merchants in the past, and there are also many specialties shipped to Qiongzhou. In this way, Guangxi's specialties will definitely pay a little interest in Qiongzhou. According to my estimate, it may only be 10% of the profit after one trip. If you ship Qiongzhou's specialties back to Guangxi, you can also earn 10% of the profit, and only 20% of the profit will be made in a round trip."

The fat man and some gentry heard Zhu Jun's voice-over, and the four words "opening sea and commerce" appeared immediately in their minds. The other gentry shook their heads secretly, "It's a shame, it's a shame, and it's a shame. The dignified emperor actually went to discuss business and profit."

The fat man immediately became interested and said hurriedly: "The profit is also quite good. What the emperor means is that Guangxi will open a sea trade in the future?"

Zhu Jun said: "That is, only when the warehouse is sufficient can we know honor and disgrace. If I want the people of the world to become rich, at least some people will become rich first. Rich people will have to do business. With rich businessmen, some people will build workshops, and some people will buy more ships to trade. They will need to recruit more people. When people have jobs, they will have wages, and they will use wages to eat and dress, and use wages to support their families. This is the way to govern."

"Emperor, I have a word of advice from you, just hope that the emperor will not put the cart before the horse and harm all the people." A gentry stood up with a dark face, glanced at Zhu Jun disdainfully, and did not treat him as the emperor at all. The faces of the gentry sitting beside him changed drastically. Someone secretly pulled the corners of his clothes. He continued unconsciously: "Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, scholars govern the country, farmers are auxiliary. Although workers have strange and lewd skills, they can also provide farm tools for others, but what is the businessman? The emperor talks about business methods, but abandons the foundation of agriculture, which is really harmful to people. If everyone went to do business at that time and no one went to farm, wouldn't everyone starve to death? What's the use of earning more money?"

Zhu Jun sneered and refused to answer. This person was right. In today's era, agriculture is the foundation. However, it is not advisable to curb commerce in order to promote agriculture. Moreover, the prosperity of industry and commerce can also lead the transformation of agriculture. In Haidu, many simple equipment for farming have been developed, and there are many varieties put into use. Although it is far from mechanization, it also saves a lot of labor. Moreover, his new variety of rice has been promoted. Although the effect is not good, I don't know if it is because I don't take good care of myself.

The weakening of rice seeds, with a yield of only seven or eight hundred kilograms per mu, but compared with the current yield, it is still much higher than that of Jiangnan rice. There is absolutely no problem to feed a group of people. This kind of thing is not something that can be said in a few words. Zhu Jun had to say: "This gentleman might as well go to Haidu to see if it is the vastness of Guangxi or the sea capital is in dire straits. Why not do this? I will set off tomorrow to continue attacking Nanning Mansion. I will send someone to take you to Haidu. What's more, your eyes will naturally tell you."
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