allendalepharm Chapter 562: A Divine Being Born in My Jia Family
Chapter 562: A Divine Being Born in My Jia Family
Chapter 562: A Divine Being Born in My Jia Family
Liu Yi was also a decisive and ruthless person. Under Jia Cong's repeated persuasion, he began to arrange people to spread the news of military settlements in the army within a few days, especially the generous treatment that the court would give to the soldiers who were willing to stay on the Japanese island.
This policy of giving out wives, houses, land, etc., soon became widely known in the military.
It just so happened that everyone was hibernating, and apart from the necessary patrols, the soldiers' favorite thing to do was to hide in the warm barracks, chatting and bragging by the fire.
Ever since the imperial court conquered several feudal domains, newly established prefectures such as Izumo have already planted high-yield crops such as potatoes.
Due to the cold weather, the military's ban on drinking was relaxed.
Roasted game, sweet and soft roasted potatoes, and a sip of wine, that day was like heaven...
"Have you heard? Someone has already gone to the clerk to sign up."
What was the hottest topic these days? It must be the military settlement. In an instant, the barracks were once again plunged into heated discussions.
The only officer in the room, the bearded captain, was much more informed than these soldiers.
As soon as the foreman mentioned this, everyone's attention was immediately focused on him.
The bearded man said, "The Protectorate has already made the rules. If you are willing to stay, you will receive a resettlement fee of fifty taels. Not only will the court give you a wife, but you will also be given fifty mu of land and a two-story house in the city. Your monthly military pay will be doubled, and your children can go to public schools..."
hiss!
Everyone took a deep breath. This treatment was so attractive!
If it weren't for the feeling of being reluctant to leave one's hometown, I'm afraid everyone would be scrambling to register.
"But the Japanese island is too far from home. The journey by sea alone will take two or three months, and it also depends on the weather..."
During this time, the youngest soldier was slapped on the head before he could finish his words.
The bearded leader cursed, "Where do you have a family? If you hadn't happened to meet Princess Wen'an to provide disaster relief, you would have starved to death on the roadside. Now that you have the opportunity to build a family business, others can pick and choose, what qualifications do you have to be picky?"
Unlike others, the young soldier's parents and brothers all died in a snowstorm several years ago.
He was saved by relief from the imperial court, and later, under the government's policy of work-for-relief, he supported himself with hard work, and finally joined the army to make a living.
Others left the island of Wo to go home, but he could only live in the military camp after leaving the island of Wo.
Unless he could make great military achievements one day, he might not be able to build a few houses, marry and have children in his lifetime.
The bearded man didn't mean to belittle the boy; he was simply worried that the boy would be too stubborn and miss this rare opportunity.
He even put his big hand on the boy's shoulder, his face full of disbelief, and said to him very seriously: "I don't care how others choose. But you are different. You will go to the recorder to register tomorrow! You are not a child anymore, and you are the only child left in your family. The court has given you a wife. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
"Can……"
It was impossible for the young man not to feel moved. He was already eighteen years old and had never tasted the rouge on a woman's lips.
But he still hesitated again and again, and said faintly: "But I can't bear to leave the boss and my brothers. After this battle, my brothers will go back, and I will be the only one left..."
"Who said I want to go back?"
The bearded man smiled when he heard that and rubbed the boy's head with his rough hands.
Among the people around, several more of them grinned.
One of them smiled innocently and said, "I thought you all didn't want to stay. This life is really difficult for me. I didn't expect that you, the boss, didn't plan to go back either."
The bearded man shook his head and said, "I was born in the Beiting grassland. The wind and snow in the northern frontier are much stronger than those in Wadao. To me, Wadao is already a paradise. The court has been very kind to me, giving me this opportunity. When the Marshal's Mansion is well arranged, I will let your sister-in-law bring the children over."
"I'm almost there too. I couldn't survive and fled to the sea with others. Fortunately, Boss Wang joined the court, so I had the opportunity to turn over a new leaf. Now that the court has such a good policy, I must seize it quickly, marry and have children, and continue the family line for my family..."
The soldiers who were sent to the Japanese island were either the elite in the Beijing camp, almost all of whom were from military families or good families in the capital. The chances of these people staying were slim.
Another large number of people were recruited from the refugees who were affected by the disaster, or they were surrendered soldiers from the grasslands or pirates who were recruited.
These people have no means of making a living except killing people.
Also, because of his military background, it was difficult for him to advance in career, and he could only serve as a private when he returned to the Central Plains.
Rather than living a muddle-headed life, it would be better to respond to the imperial court's call and stay on the Japanese island to settle down and buy a home. Maybe you can get a chance to be promoted one or two levels.
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Similar discussions became the hottest topic in the army during the snowy season, overshadowing the joy of the rewards sent by the court from the capital.
Liu Yi did not expect that this task, which seemed extremely difficult to him, could register as many as 30,000 names in less than two months.
With the care of Mr. Li Shiqian, Wang Ziteng's health had mostly recovered by the end of December.
Although the lost essence and blood cannot be replenished in a short time, he is finally able to handle military affairs.
Jia Cong left all the military affairs to Wang Ziteng and Liu Yi, and he focused his main energy on pacifying the people in the newly built prefecture on the Wo Island.
"Military settlement is one thing, we also have to find a way to relocate some people from the Central Plains."
pat...
Jia Cong had just said half of his words when Liu Yi's chopsticks fell to the ground.
The ivory chopsticks made a crisp sound, just like Liu Yi's heartbeat.
"Can you be more peaceful, kid? Just a military settlement almost killed me, and you're still thinking of relocating the people?"
This time, even Wang Ziteng was not optimistic about Jia Cong's idea. Wa Island, the future Fuso Provincial Administration, has always been regarded as a barbaric and miasma-ridden place by the people of the Central Plains.
Why did emperors of all dynasties mostly adopt a policy of control over the surrounding vassal states? It was not because they could not conquer them, but because they felt that they had already conquered the good places, and they had no interest in things like Japan, South Vietnam, etc.
Even the current officials of the imperial court are extremely reluctant to come to Japan to serve.
I am a seventh-rank official in Beijing, but the imperial court actually asked me to come to a Japanese island to serve as a fifth-rank prefect. If this isn't exile, what is?
Look, this is the impression that the officials and people of the Celestial Empire have of the Japanese Islands.
Relocate the people? If you have the guts, tie up tens of thousands of people with ropes and see if you can relocate them to the Japanese island!
Jia Cong was also scratching his head anxiously. He was confident that he could complete the task of the military camp.
But the people who migrated eastward across the sea to this "barbaric land" really had little confidence.
"But if the Han people are not relocated here, I will always feel uneasy."
The only way is to dilute the proportion of Japanese people with Han people, and then constantly use the customs and habits of Han people to guide the Japanese to make changes. Who knows when the entire Japanese island can be completely unified with culture.
This is the biggest disagreement between Jia Cong and Wang Ziteng and Liu Yi. These two people both believe in the way of killing and intimidation, while Jia Cong's idea is to use both military and cultural means, and both hands must be strong.
His Majesty the First Emperor was mighty and had long ago given the most basic principles for unification.
Only when cultural unity is achieved can it be considered true unity.
He repeated his thoughts again. Liu Yi, the naive man, didn't care at all, but Wang Ziteng listened to him.
"What you said does make sense. In the past, the court conquered South Vietnam three times, but was never able to truly rule it, because South Vietnam was never on the same page with us Han people..."
Wang Ziteng had fought wars all his life and had some experience in how to govern the newly acquired lands.
After Jia Cong's reminder, he figured out many of the things that had puzzled him before.
During the Zhaowu period, the retired emperor and a group of old brothers were just about to plow the grassland inch by inch.
But in the end, the Oirat and Tatar surrendered and then rebelled again, fighting a fierce battle with the Qing Dynasty.
Only with this surrender, hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the grassland became the most loyal group of people to the Celestial Empire.
They are now proud to be the subjects of the Heavenly Khan, and each of them clamors to conquer the entire world for His Majesty the Heavenly Khan.
Why? It was because the imperial court’s policy of ethnic integration had worked.
Wang Ziteng suddenly stared at Jia Cong from head to toe and pondered for a long time.
In just a few years, this kid was able to guide the court to formulate so many good policies for governing the country. If he could have helped my Wang family...
No wonder the two emperors were so indulgent and tolerant towards him. Which emperor would not like such a minister?
"Well, let's write a secret report about the situation here and send it to the capital for His Majesty to decide. Even if we want to relocate the people here, it's not up to us to decide. Without the consent of the cabinet, even if His Majesty wants to relocate the people here, he can't put it into action."
What Wang Ziteng said is indeed correct. Daxia's political system is already extremely perfect.
For matters like the large-scale migration of civilians to populate the Japanese islands, without the Cabinet's approval, the emperor's edict could not leave the Forbidden City.
The three of them discussed for a while the possibility and difficulty of relocating the people, and finally left and returned to their own houses when night fell.
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The Little New Year passed quickly, and the people on the Japanese island began to prepare for the New Year.
Unlike previous years, the people of Izumo City received rice, meat, eggs, candy and other items distributed by the state government.
The most important thing was that the provincial government, in accordance with the imperial edict, gave each household a bust of a saint or emperor, a couplet with black characters on a red background, and a pair of door gods.
The people of Izumo City were bathed in the grace of the Holy Saints for the first time. They placed the images of the two saints in the shrine, burned incense and kowtowed to them.
Jia Cong looked at the new door god pasted on the door with a strange expression.
"Why are these door gods my grandfather and the Duke of England?"
Er Gouzi, who was sent by the government, looked pale and could only stand steadily by holding on to the door frame.
He was in such a pity. He didn't expect that he, a retainer of the Jia family and the Lord Dog of the Rongguo Mansion, would actually faint...seasick!
It had been a day and a night since he got off the boat, but he could still feel the ground beneath his feet rising and falling.
He habitually dry-heaved twice and explained to Jia Cong: "A few days after the Third Master left, the Saint had nightmares for several consecutive days and asked the immortal Zhang Shenxian to interpret the dream. Zhang Shenxian said that this was a ghost invasion, and it was necessary to have the most murderous loyal ministers to guard it in order to kill the evil ghost. Therefore, the Saint ordered the Duke of Yingguo and the master to wear armor and hold weapons to guard the palace..."
It turned out that the old sage had a nightmare and ordered the Duke of Yingguo, Zhang Yue, and Jia She, the two most murderous and loyal generals of the dynasty, to guard the Huangji Palace.
You know what, as soon as the two of them stood at the entrance of the temple, the old saint slept so soundly.
But Zhang Yue is an old minister in his seventies after all. How can we let a 70-year-old man guard the gate all the time? He would be exhausted to death.
On the second day, Taoist Zhang offered another idea. He found a painter to paint portraits of the two people and planned to post them on the gate of Huangji Hall.
Zhang Yue naturally had no objection. He was going to be a living god, which was a great thing for the Zhang family.
However, Master She was particularly sensible this time. He said that he was not as qualified as Master Zhang, and requested the Second Emperor to replace him with his father, the late Prince Rong Daishan.
Just like that, two murderous yet righteous portraits of the god of war were posted on the gate of the Huangji Palace.
Since then, the old saint has never had a nightmare again.
For a time, the stories of the two military gods, Lord Rong and Lord Ying, were circulating everywhere in the capital.
The traditional door gods Shentu and Yulei are not as convincing as the old sage. In addition, with the intentional promotion of the court, this year's door gods have become Prince Rong Jia Daishan and Duke Ying Zhang Yue.
Wang Ziteng was so envious. The old saint's kindness to Jia Daishan surpassed that of anyone else.
In a few years, the two newly-minted door gods, Jia Daishan and Zhang Yue, will be deeply rooted in people's hearts and passed down from generation to generation.
By then, the Zhang family and the Jia family will be families that have produced immortals.
Oh my God, I, Wang, am so envious!
Jia Cong couldn't guess what Wang Ziteng was thinking, but he could still guess what the Second Saint was thinking.
The royal family is already planning for the future, intending to deepen the Liu family's influence on the world from a religious perspective.
Conferring gods is just a matter of course. In the future, there will surely be several or even dozens of deified gods in the world.
"His Majesty also issued an imperial decree to confer the title of True Lord of Heaven, the Protector of the Nation, and ordered the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Works to build temples for the True Lord in the capital, Jinling and other places. He was originally going to confer the title of Duke of Yingguo on him, but was stopped by Immortal Zhang, who said that building a temple during his lifetime was against the will of heaven, so the matter was temporarily put on hold."
Wow, the news that Ergouzi brings is more explosive than the last.
Jia Cong became more certain of his guess. Putting aside the old saint's true feelings for his half-brother, Grandpa Daishan, the two saints were already paving the way for the future of the Liu family.
No one can predict changes at the political level, but the greater the influence on cultural beliefs, the more reliable the Liu family's succession will be.
Even if the Liu family is unable to control the court one day in the future, as long as compulsory education is still implemented and the court still believes in the gods conferred by the Liu family, the Liu family will always have a great influence among the people.
Isn’t this how the Kong family of Qufu and the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain became thousand-year-old families?
……
After admiring the old man's statue, Jia Cong returned to his warm house with satisfaction.
With no one else around, Er Gouzi told Jia Cong about the excitement of the capital in the past few months.
"The biggest event in the capital recently is the publication of the Great Xia Constitution Outline. Zhang Zhengju almost single-handedly completed the most complete draft law of the dynasty. What shocked the world the most was that Zhang Zhengju dared to place the status of the law above that of the emperor..."
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I’ll stop here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of this chapter)