Emperor Chongzhen was too extreme.

Chapter 51 Sun Chuanting

"Master, allocate 30,000 troops to me. By the spring, I will surely raze the entire island of Dongjiang Town to the ground and bring you Mao Wenlong's head!"

Huang Taiji looked at his beloved general, Wunage, and nodded with satisfaction.

last year.

When the Jin dynasty marched south to attack Ningyuan.

Wu Nag led his troops to successfully capture Juehua Island, slaughtering tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians on the island, and retrieving countless supplies and provisions for the Great Jin.

When it comes to attacking islands, Vunage is a professional.

Huang Taiji had great confidence in him.

Moreover, Vugner did not require many troops.

Vugner demanded 30,000 troops, but only about 3,000 of them were truly elite warriors belonging to the Jin dynasty.

The rest were mostly logistics soldiers or bondservants sent to their deaths; no matter how many of them died, they were just numbers in the end.

However, at this moment, Huang Taiji had completely shifted his mindset and decided to focus his next strategic efforts on capturing Dongjiang Town.

However, he did not grant Vugner's request at that time.

War is a matter of great importance to the state.

Decisions cannot be made on a whim; they must be carefully considered.

Facing the assembled generals and strategists in the tent, Huang Taiji stood up, his gaze sharp, and said:
"What Mr. Fan said has moved me, but such an important matter still needs careful consideration. After you all return, please think carefully about the specific details of attacking Dongjiang Town. We will discuss it again in ten days."

Upon hearing the Khan's words, everyone stood up, bowed, and agreed.

As the crowd slowly departed, only Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng remained inside the room.

The two exchanged a glance, and then began to carefully analyze the map showing North Korea and Donggang Town.

the other side.

The Ming Dynasty imperial palace, located a thousand miles away from Shengjing, the capital of the Later Jin Dynasty.

Zhu Youjian sat in a side room of the Qianqing Palace.

On the table in front of him were various documents about Shaanxi.

at this time.

Wei Zhongxian bowed as he entered and began to speak:
"Your Majesty, after interrogation last night, Li Guorui confessed that he has embezzled more than two million taels of gold and silver over the years."

"In addition, there are countless farmlands, houses, shops, and other properties."

Zhu Youjian said calmly, "It will be added to the imperial treasury."

"This servant obeys the decree." Wei Zhongxian bowed and left the room.

Although he earned several million taels of silver, this money did not bring Zhu Youjian even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The various problems facing the Ming Dynasty at present cannot be solved simply by spending money.

Shaanxi, where he is about to go, is the best example.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian's gaze slowly settled on the several rosters on the table.

One of them was the register of the Ming Dynasty's imperial family.

For Zhu Youjian, everyone on the list would die, and Shaanxi was the first step.

The Qin King of Shaanxi had a population of over tens of thousands in just one prefecture. They did not engage in production and owned a large amount of arable land.

The Prince Rui of Hanzhong, who was just enfeoffed this year, owns more than two million mu of fertile land, of which more than one million mu are borne by Shaanxi Province.

The King of Han, the King of Su, and a series of lower-ranking princes.
These people are nothing but useless trash and parasites to the empire.

And whoever blocks the empire's progress must offer their life as nourishment for the empire.

Even Zhu Youjian himself had to abide by this ironclad rule.

just now.

His only concern right now is how to make these people's deaths more valuable to the Ming Dynasty.

Besides the register of imperial relatives, there were other documents related to Shaanxi on the desk.

Official rosters, border maps, and foreign tribes that repeatedly violated the border.
Zhu Youjian narrowed his eyes as he looked at the booklets.

All who stand in the way of the empire's progress must die.

at the same time.

Shaanxi Provincial Administration Commission. Yan'an Prefecture.

Thirty-four-year-old Sun Chuanting walked down the road with several followers, his eyes vacant and his expression blank.

seven years ago.

Sun Chuanting, who had just passed the imperial examination and was only twenty-seven years old, was full of vigor and ambition.

He fantasized that once he entered the imperial court, he could make great strides and sweep away all the accumulated problems of the Ming Dynasty.

But at that time, apart from his enthusiasm, he didn't have much experience.

Therefore, the outcome was predictable.

They haven't even clenched their fists yet, let alone unleashed their full potential.

He was provoked by a few words from someone because of Wei Zhongxian's usurpation of power in the court, and he resigned from his post in anger and returned to his hometown.

Watch now.

Where are there so many tyrannical and domineering officials?
How can so many people cover up the truth?
It's nothing more than a few factions attacking each other in a power struggle.

However, as they get older...

Sun Chuanting's patriotic fervor did not cool down; instead, it intensified.

Over the course of seven years.

Although he was nominally retired and at home, he had actually traveled to many prefectures and counties in the Ming Dynasty.

Everywhere I go

Sun Chuanting would then conduct on-site investigations of local conditions and seriously consider how he could effectively address those long-standing problems if he were the governing official.

This experience allowed Sun Chuanting to accumulate a wealth of grassroots experience.

And so they traveled on.

His journey eventually led him to Yan'an Prefecture in Shaanxi Province, not too far from his hometown of Daizhou in Shanxi.

When I first entered Shaanxi Province.

Sun Chuanting was shocked by what he saw.

Although Sun Chuanting has traveled to many places over the years and witnessed the suffering of many people.

However, the sheer number of starving and displaced people in Shaanxi still shocked Sun Chuanting.

Upon arriving in Yan'an Prefecture, the area most severely affected by the disaster, they witnessed firsthand the cannibalism they had only ever read about in books.

The suffering of the people can be so extreme.

This had a profound impact on Sun Chuanting, who had grown up in a wealthy family and had never worried about making a living.

Faced with the vast number of starving people, he took out all the money he had brought with him on this trip.

But for the starving people of Shaanxi, this was nothing more than a drop in the ocean, a mere drop in the ocean.

Sun Chuanting knew that if he wanted to save Shaanxi, it would be wishful thinking for him to do it all by himself.

Only when the entire Ming Dynasty united and concentrated its efforts could it possibly turn around the deadlock in Shaanxi.

Before coming to Shaanxi.

He had heard that the new emperor, who had only been on the throne for a little over a month, had immediately begun to govern a group of officials with an iron fist.

Although he has not yet learned the specific details.

However, he felt that the new emperor's actions were intended to be a testament to his dedication to governing the country and its people.

Think of this.

Sun Chuanting knew he couldn't wait any longer.

He had to do something for these starving people and for the Ming Dynasty.

Upon returning home, he would use all his connections to write a memorial to the new emperor explaining the advantages and disadvantages of Shaanxi.

Regardless of whether the new emperor listened to or employed him, he had at least taken some action.

Sun Chuanting glanced back at the road behind him.

There were corpses strewn everywhere, starving people barely alive and emaciated, and people who still had a little strength left fighting over the bodies.
He saw many things, but he didn't see much hope for these people to survive.

Shaanxi, oh Shaanxi
Sun Chuanting took one last look, then turned and strode away.

(End of this chapter)