Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Chapter 50:

"Han Shantong is dead." Jiang Gui inquired around, and the first sentence after returning was this, "Liu Futong took his son and ran away."

Lin Yuan nodded and said to Jiang Gui, "Brother Jiang, sit down."

Jiang Gui sat opposite Lin Yuan and said strangely: "Why is the fourth brother not surprised at all?"

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "It's expected."

Jiang Gui's eyes widened: "The Xiang Army is so powerful that you unexpectedly expected them to lose to the Yuan Army?"

Lin Yuan is playing against himself, and the original owner can play chess. Recently, he is impetuous and there is no one to accompany him, so he plays with himself. He said to Jiang Gui: "On both sides of the Yellow River, it is the head of Han Shan Tong. As long as the court is not blind, Naturally they will send heavy soldiers over, otherwise? Ask Han Shantong to step on the face of the court?"

"Then Liu Futong took Han Lin'er and escaped, which is what you expected?" Jiang Gui couldn't figure this out. "Why didn't Liu Futong support Han Shantong's son?"

Lin Yuan played a game of chess, surrounded Baizi, and said with a smile: "Liu Futong came from a patrol inspection. Han Shantong is just an ordinary citizen. Since they have appointed a subordinate, Han Shantong naturally took pains to subdue him."

If Han Shantong didn't die, maybe he could really hold him in this world.

Liu Futong was an official. Although he was only an inspector, he was from a wealthy family. He had read books and had knowledge. But historically, he tried to keep Han Shantong's bloodline until the last second of his life.

It can also be regarded as true love.

Such people are rare, and Lin Yuan feels a little sorry.

If it wasn't for Liu Futong's relationship, he still wanted to pull Liu Futong into his boat.

think about it.

Zhu Yuanzhang on the left, Zhang Shicheng on the right, and Liu Futong in front, how safe.

Of course, maybe Liu Futong just wanted to raise the flag.

But the truth is not important. What is important is that the Xiang Army, the Red Turban Army's rebellion, and the death of Han Shantong symbolize that the horn of the peasant uprising at the end of the Yuan Dynasty has been sounded, and everyone in the world will respond.

From now on, the court of the Yuan Dynasty will face a situation of embarrassment on all sides.

Lin Yuan would be safer here.

"It's time to check the army." Lin Yuan stood up and said to Jiang Gui, "Do you want to come together?"

Jiang Gui: "Go with you."

When Lin Yuan took a step, Jiang Gui naturally stood three steps behind Lin Yuan.

He looked at Lin Yuan's back, his mind was a little confused.

Jiang Gui is not a stupid person. On the contrary, he can live to this day and support a large family in Wucheng as a small official. He naturally has his survival wisdom.

At the very beginning, he just thought that what Lin Yuan wanted was a Zhuangzi, a Zhuangzi who could be self-sufficient and worry-free in troubled times.

Later, for weapons and for more people, Zhuangzi expanded step by step, and later, in order to have a place in the troubled times, they came to Taizhou and took a big bet on their lives.

He didn't dare to think about what Lin Yuan wanted, but he had to admit that his fourth brother had really changed.

Originally in his eyes, Lin Yuan was a young man who was not deeply involved in the world, with little scheming and a kind heart. Such a person might be suitable to be a rich man, but not suitable to be a leader.

But Lin Yuan told him with facts time and time again that Lin Yuan seemed to be born with this material.

I don't know how many times, Jiang Gui imagined walking side by side with Lin Yuan as before, but involuntarily stepped back.

It seems that the affiliation that was never clear before is now very clear.

Jiang Gui's eyes were complicated, and finally he clenched his fists and thought: Things have come to this point, and they have no way of retreating. He can only follow Lin Yuan closely. Maybe one day, he will become the one he could only look up to before. Masters.

Lin Yuan took Jiang Gui to the training ground.

Nowadays, only Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Baisong and Yang Zian are training recruits.

He had observed before and found that the three men had completely different training methods.

Zhu Yuanzhang pays more attention to discipline in military training, pays attention to upper and lower effects, one command and one action.

Chen Baisong is not like training soldiers, more like training bandits, teaching them skills when fighting the enemy on the battlefield.

Yang Zian is similar to Zhu Yuanzhang, but not as good as Zhu Yuanzhang.

Lin Yuan stood on the troop platform and felt that this troop platform was well repaired. Although Taizhou's troop strength was not very good, the infrastructure was really good. As expected, it was a land of riches and rice.

Almost all the poor people in Taizhou were raised by him, and he asked them to find work, but in fact he was just looking for an excuse to give them food.

These grains were originally backlogged in the grain depots in Taizhou. Although most of them were stale grains, they were quite large.

Otherwise, the people can never be starved to death.

The posts were also made up by Lin Yuan, so that the people have work and food to get, so that they can return to their hearts.

Otherwise, send the food directly? What's next? Do the people just wait to continue to distribute food when there is no food?

Fortunately, this year's food in Taizhou will also be collected.

The pressure on grain will be much less. Lin Yuan also sent many merchants to collect grain by the way when collecting the craftsmen. Coarse grains and fine grains are fine, as long as they can fill the stomach, they will take them back.

Also pay attention to any novelties in the merchant ships at sea, as long as they have something to do with the food, they will be taken back.

After all, apart from anything else in the Yuan Dynasty, trade routes were still developed.

The famous Marco Polo, who came to China during the Yuan Dynasty, wrote the nonsense that China is full of gold.

——It's not a nonsense. After all, foreign countries were too poor at that time. Ordinary people now estimate that they can't even eat brown bread. The actual size of many small countries may not be as good as a village.

Who could have imagined that an industrial revolution abroad would directly tie the development time that was left behind, not only tie it, but also surpass it.

Lin Yuan looked at the soldiers under the stand. These soldiers were salt people and common people. They heard that Lin Yuan’s army would not deduct the salaries, and that they had meat every day, so they came by themselves. The wishes of these people are so simple. , It is estimated that there are not many people who pursue Feng Hou Baixiang.

Regarding the food issue, Lin Yuan asked people to make the meat into jerky, which would be eaten by boiling it in hot water.

As for the seasoning...it would be troublesome without plastic, and it cannot be made into small packages.

It's like making a hot pot base, but there is not enough oil to condense.

After all, they still use sesame oil, soybean oil, and peanut oil. These three oils can’t stay solidified at normal temperatures. Lin Yuan can only ask the cooks to put a little more salt on the jerky, so as to call the soldiers. On the battlefield, the bird will not fade out of the mouth.

After all, there is still half a month, and they will set out to attack Gaoyou.

It is not that difficult to win Gaoyou, but after all, it is the first official war between the army and the army. Lin Yuan still hopes that these salt people and ordinary people can form an army to get some comfort.

Make a good start for the first time, and it will be smoother later.

After all, it was just a patrol, and Lin Yuan was not prepared to speak up. Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang and the others looking at him, they made a gesture to continue.

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Jiang Goudan is a recruit. He just turned fourteen. His parents were in bed and there was no rice to cook at home. He heard that the army pays more for the army than for chores, so he slammed his mind and knocked twice at his parents. Ringing his head, carrying the only rag bag in the family to sign up for the soldier.

On the day he went to sign up, he saw that there was a long queue. He didn't know the people in it. There were old and young, but they were not crowded together by accident. He glanced at him and found that there were patrols around to maintain order. Just line up honestly.

During this time, there are always people on the streets saying that it is an honor to be a soldier.

Said to be a soldier to defend the homeland, save the poor and guard their homes.

I was able to eat my stomach again, and I still had a lot of military pay. I became a soldier and I still had meat every day.

As far as Jiang Goudan knows, many of the neighbors around him are coming.

Most of them are hidden from their parents.

Even the boy at the bottom of society has a heroic dream.

Young people basically come here to save their compatriots and guard their homes as they say on the street.

The older ones are paid for the meat and the army pay.

Jiang Goudan was afraid that he would not be elected, and he was uneasy. If he could not be elected, he would not be able to earn food to feed his family if he could not be elected. If he went to work as a handyman, he would not be able to earn food to feed his family. Can't do anything for money.

He must be a soldier.

"What's your name?" Finally it was his turn, Jiang Goudan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Jiang Goudan!"

The person behind the table asked, "How old is it?"

Jiang Goudan: "Fourteen, the real age is fourteen."

At this moment the man looked up and said, "It's too young."

Jiang Goudan's eyes widened: "Grant, it's not young, not young."

At the age of fourteen, Lin Yuan stipulated that he could only join the army at the age of fourteen. Under fourteen, he still needs time to grow up. He didn't want to kill chickens and get eggs.

The steward said: "It looks solid, but do you have a wife?"

Jiang Goudan is a boy chicken after all, blushing, and slightly convulsively said: "No."

Manager: "How many mouthfuls are there at home?"

Jiang Goudan: "There are five people, my parents and grandparents."

The steward nodded: "Take this sign and report to the barracks tomorrow. If you have lice on your body, shave your head tonight. Don't call the army squad leader trouble again."

Jiang Goudan nodded and smiled: "I understand, you are busy, Lord."

He held the sign, as careful as he was holding gold.

He ran all the way home, his mind was blank.

He did it! He can enter the barracks! He can feed this family!

The family does not need to starve to death, they can live.

Jiang Goudan looked at the old man waiting for him to return at his door, tears welling up: "Master! Ma! I'm in!"

The old man secretly wiped his tears.

If it weren't for being forced into helplessness, who would want the only grandson to take his life for a chance to survive?

There is no eye on the battlefield, and the enemy will not let him go when he is young.

"Good!" His father's eyes were red, but he still said, "There is still some food at home. We will all have a full meal tonight!"

Jiang Goudan had a smirk on his face.

In the future, he will let the family members be full every day.