The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

The common people below still support us so much?

Of course I fully support it.

And it's more than just support, it's almost become a belief.

Because in the end, the most important question these days is actually just one

That's the problem of eating.

When the tillers had no land and the sweat and blood of the tenants went into the hands of the gentry, the common people could still make a living in a good year, but once a bad year came, there would be widespread famine and bandits.

It's not that those people are born rebellious, they are just forced into a dead end.

It is precisely because of this that, generally speaking, when the lower-level officials want to do something, such as corvée labor or levies, they have to communicate with the local authorities repeatedly, repeatedly exchange ideas, and make various levies and test the waters...

It took a lot of effort to barely get something done.

The reason is simple. If we are not careful during this period, hundreds of thousands or even millions of families will be destroyed.

But Shu Yichao is more arrogant.

Anyway, I have plenty of food, so if I want to do something, I can just use the food.

Unlike the gentry, Shu Yichao had no concept of hoarding goods at high prices.

If you don't spend the food, are you planning to save it for the New Year if you store so much food in the warehouse?

In addition, the plant army can ensure that Shu Yichao's orders can be truly implemented.

Therefore, although officials at all levels made mistakes constantly, no major chaos was caused.

But even so, Liu Xuanchu and others really couldn't hold on any longer.

King Dian, where did you develop this habit of using things to their utmost?

One person has to do the work of twenty people. No matter how much money is paid, he can't do this job.

"Apocalypse~~~" Sophia also silently pushed the big white moth away from his arms, pretended to be pitiful and grabbed Shu Yichao's hand, shaking it and said.

"Hire more people."

"I'm too busy.

"Oh, the imperial examination." Shu Yichao opened the interface and found that there were indeed not enough officials, and they were all working at overload.

"It's almost time for the exam."

So Shu Yichao wrote the decree with a flourish of his pen.

"This spring, the imperial examination!!"

As soon as this news came out, the whole Jiangnan region was in an uproar.

From top to bottom, everyone was rejoicing, and countless scholars had tears in their eyes.

"The King of Dian is truly a natural born saint!!"

“It is what the people want and what everyone hopes for!!

“The reign of three generations is just around the corner!!”

That’s right!!

The familiar feeling is back.

Eight-legged essays, imperial examinations, shelter, poetry, romance... these are the temples and palaces we are familiar with!

Alas, the King of Dian is really something. Why did he hide it before?

I made everyone worry for so long in vain.

In consideration of the opening of the imperial examination system, the harsh policies promulgated by Shu Yichao before, such as the equal-field system and the unified tax payment by officials and gentry, could be tolerated.

Anyway, we can just wait until these scholars become officials and then slowly change it.

Throughout the dynasties, there have been countless wise rulers and ministers who have tried to eradicate these malpractices, but have they ever succeeded?

Didn't they treat the gentry with preferential treatment in the end?

In a word.

It would be good to hold the imperial examination. As long as we are willing to hold the imperial examination, everything can be discussed.

As the scholars rushed to tell each other about this great news, the whole world celebrated, and Qian Qianyi's reputation suddenly rose to its peak.

There was an endless stream of scholars from Jiangnan coming to pay their compliments and express their gratitude.

"Mr. Mu Zhai is indeed worthy of being the top scholar in Jiangnan."

"Mr. Mu Zhai's talent is truly rare. Every stroke of his brush is worth more than a thousand embroidered articles."

"Hahaha!!" At this moment, Qian Qianyi was in high spirits and his face was flushed. It was hard to imagine that he was an eighty-year-old man.

He responded with false modesty.

"You guys are so complimentary."

"Qian just did a tiny bit of work."

"Alas." After seeing off all the guests, Qian Qianyi looked up at the sky with a proud look on his face.

"It seems that this position of the elders-

"It has to be me."

but………

Neither Qian Qianyi nor many scholars in Jiangnan had ever thought about this.

Is the imperial examination that Shu Yichao created the same as the one imagined by the scholars?

Zhejiang.

"How is it going?"

Tens of thousands of soldiers are now like frightened birds.

They are now frantically collecting ships and looting people in preparation for their retreat across the sea.

However, the situation of this legion was as dangerous as walking on a tightrope over an active volcano.

Shu Yichao of Nando may send troops south at any time to wipe them out.

At this moment, neither the Jianzhou soldiers nor the Green Camp soldiers had the courage to confront Shu Yichao head-on.

-Once a battle breaks out, the army will inevitably be defeated.

Everyone in the army understood this.

Therefore, they are all trying their best to find out Shu Yichao's movements.

Scouts and scouts carefully surveyed the north again and again.

These scouts were often the reliable Eight Banners of Jianzhou and Eight Banners of Mengwu. After all, if the Green Camp was sent to conduct reconnaissance, it would be easy for both the men and the horses to disappear.

"Fortunately, the King of Dian seems to have been dazzled by the glamorous world of Nandu and hasn't noticed us yet."

"Huh~~That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, the generals of the Xuan army felt slightly relieved.

"Everyone must be careful and don't let the news leak out."

"Don't let the King of Dian notice us."

They are like rabbits next to a tiger, trembling and repeating "You can't see me, you can't see me"...

Whether it was Jieshu or other generals of Jianzhou and the Eight Banners, they all prayed sincerely in their hearts.

Give us a little more time.

God, please.

It's a pity that some people don't intend to give them this time.

The flooding waves rose and fell, and the fine white waves hit the black midship from time to time and were then smashed to pieces.

"Mr. Cangshui." A scream came from outside the cabin, suddenly waking up Zhang Huangyan who was resting in the boat.

"Water bandits!"

"There are pirates!"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Huangyan hurriedly walked out of the cabin and looked in the direction the servant pointed.

There, a dozen small boats were breaking through the waves.

Those sitting on the boat were all strong and burly men, armed with bows, spears, swords and halberds.

"hiss……"

Zhang Huangyan narrowed his eyes, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Hahaha!!"

"Who do I think it is?"

“It turns out to be General Po Lu!!”

"long time no see."

As he spoke, the boat came closer.

The leading man jumped onto the bow of Zhang Huangyan's boat and saluted with his fists.

"Mr. Cangshui, are you okay?"

"General Qian." Zhang Huangyan returned the greeting happily.

"A saint has emerged in southern Yunnan, and there is hope for a renaissance. How can I not be at peace?"

The man in front of Zhang Huangyan was named Qian Da.

This man was originally a servant in a wealthy family in Huating County, Songjiang. Unable to bear the harsh treatment from his master, he fled and made a living by selling illegal salt.

During the reign of Emperor Mengzhang and Emperor Geding, a large-scale slave rebellion broke out in Jiangnan.

The "untouchables" who had been oppressed for generations rose up in rebellion. Many rich families' houses were burned down, land deeds were torn up, and landlords were killed.

The slaves tied up their master "Cao Ge Sochi" and asked, "Why do you call me a slave?"

They shouted the slogan "Eliminate masters and servants, nobles and humbles, rich and poor, and make them all equal!" They occupied land and distributed food with great momentum.

Next thing.

It's a familiar script again.

When the Xuan army entered the pass, these rebellious slaves joined the anti-Xian cause.

Qian Da was no exception. He joined forces with other rebel forces to launch an anti-Qian struggle in the Yangcheng Lake and Taihu Lake areas, and once cooperated with Zheng to attack Jiangnan.

The landlords and gentry asked the army to help them suppress this group of "untouchables" until they were completely suppressed.

It was during this period that Qian Da joined Nan Meng's army, was awarded the title of General Po Lu, and had contact with Zhang Huangyan.

"Mr. Cangshui." Qian Da spoke bluntly.

"I won't delay any longer."

“It’s urgent

"My brothers got the news."

"The Tartars in Zhejiang want to escape."

"They are searching for boats and arresting fishermen."

"It seems they are planning to conceal their true intentions and escape back to the north by sea."

"Ah?" Zhang Huangyan was stunned.

He was traveling day and night, rushing towards Nandu, and was not very clear about the situation in Zhejiang.

"It's clear now."

"It's crystal clear." Qian Da nodded vigorously.

"Geng Jimao has a navy under his command, so driving those ships won't be a problem."

"Please, Mr. Cangshui, quickly go to Nandu and report to the King of Dian."