Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

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It is estimated that it will not be long before the fortress can be taken down. " Richelieu said respectfully.

There was a short-fire gun hanging on Louis XIII's waist. Louis XIII took out the short-fire gun and played with it non-stop.

Louis XIII frowned tightly, not knowing what he was thinking, but Richelieu standing behind Louis XIII understood that Louis XIII was sketching out a huge plan.

……

In Zhao Wen's imperial study, a huge world map was laid flat on the ground in the center of the study by Zhao Wen. Zhao Wen took off his shoes and squatted on the map, holding a magnifying glass in his hand and looking at the map of the west.

"Now is the period of the Thirty Years War. The Thirty Years War was a war between the West and the West. Now it is the end of the Thirty Years War. In another seven or eight years, the Thirty Years War will come to an end.

As the saying goes, war is the most profitable, how can I participate in it, and then sell my weapons to them, this is a lot of money, before destroying them, first transfer all their money. "

Zhao Wen looked at the western map, his face was full of fiery light.

Zhao Wen thought of this when he sold weapons to Thomas. For such a long time, Zhao Wen has been conceiving a plan to see how to sell weapons to the West so that he can participate in the Thirty Years War, and strive to win the war again. The 30-year war that is coming to an end is giving him some time to go.

After such a long time of thinking, Zhao Wen has come up with a general plan, that is, take He Donglang and the others as the vanguard to settle the British affairs first, and then use the UK as a springboard to participate in France and other countries.

Zhao Wen fixed his eyes on the map of France, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and after the Chinese New Year, it will be the fifth year of Qiyuan, which is [-] A.D.

If I remember correctly, the Battle of Rocroi broke out around May [-]. In the Battle of Rocroi, France defeated the main force of the Spanish Army, thus making the French Army replace Spain as the number one in Europe army.

It can be said that this battle is the battle of France's national fortune, and France has also become stronger since this battle. "

As Zhao Wen spoke, he set his sights on the map of France.

"There is still time now. Find a way to mess up this battle. Spain can't win, and France can't win. It's best to let them fight and lose. The more people die, the better."

Zhao Wen's eyes narrowed, he looked at the map of France quietly, and began to think of a way in his mind.

The Thirty Years War was actually a war between Catholicism and Protestantism, and in the final analysis it was actually a religious war.

For various reasons, the war lasted a particularly long time, from [-] to [-].

Zhao Wen couldn't get involved in the previous events, so Zhao Wen wanted to get involved in the later time.

"Louis XIII, Charles I, Ferdinand II, Ferdinand III, Philip IV. You famous kings, I really want to fight with you to see what kind of people you are, Let's see if you can withstand my attack?"

Zhao Wen looked at the map of the west and began to sneer.

For Zhao Wen now, it is the most cost-effective to be able to sell weapons to the West.

The current era is an era of alternating cold weapons and hot weapons. In this era, there are still some cold weapon troops in the West, although there are not many of these cold weapon troops.

The weapons used in the West in this era are basically matchlock guns. These weapons not only have a slow rate of fire, but also have a too short range. The use of such weapons basically belongs to the tactic of queuing up to kill.

Although the casualty rate of such tactics is very high, in Zhao Wen's view, the casualty rate is still very small, still too small.

So Zhao Wen wanted to sell the produced Dreiser rifles to the West, firstly to generate income for himself, and secondly to make the soldiers in the West die more.

"You countries, just jump slowly, with me here, you don't even want to stand up!"

As Zhao Wen spoke, he stood up, walked out of the map, put on his shoes, and asked Chen Donglai to put away the map.

But after all this, Zhao Wen began to revise the memorial.The West still has to deal with it, but the most important thing right now is to correct the memorials. After all, the plan cannot be formulated in a short while.

Just as Zhao Wen was revising the memorial, Wang Qi walked into the imperial study.

Zhao Wen put down the brush in his hand, looked at Wang Qi who was standing in the imperial study, and asked, "What's wrong?"How is the investigation going?How is the investigation of the wheat yield of thousands of catties going? "

Earlier, Zhao Wen had received a memorial stating that the yield of wheat per mu was over a thousand catties. Zhao Wen didn't believe it at all, so don't ask Wang Qi to investigate the matter.

Wang Qi replied: "Return to Your Majesty, the matter has been investigated almost."

"If that's the case, then you can tell me the general situation." Zhao Wen said.

"Return to Your Majesty, the thing is like this, the contents of this memorial are false.

It's just that it's a little different from the last auspicious incident. The last auspicious incident was completely made up by the two officials themselves, but this time it's really weird.

The memorial was sent by Dong Qun, the magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture. Before investigating the matter, I first investigated Dong Qun's background.

This Dong Qun used to be a student in the university, and later became the magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture due to various reasons.

The yield of winter wheat in the first generation of Kaifeng Prefecture is indeed not so high. Although the yield of winter wheat is higher than that of previous years, it is not such an exaggeration.

As for why Dong Qun sent such a memorial, there is something hidden in it. "

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Chapter 862

"Is there a secret? What is the secret?"

Zhao Wen looked at Wang Qi standing in front of him, and asked calmly.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the thing is this, this Dong Qun is the magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture, this year's summer harvest, Kaifeng Prefecture's winter wheat harvest is indeed bumper.

It's just that the degree of harvest is not much compared with those of the surrounding prefectures and counties, so Dong Qun wanted to pick some words on the memorial.

His main purpose in doing so is to improve the confidence of the local people in growing food, and at the same time encourage local agricultural production.

The other one is to announce the good news to His Majesty and make His Majesty happy! "Wang Qi said so.

"And then? That's it? That's the end? The matter of yielding thousands of catties per mu is just over like this?

What did Dong Qun do?After so many days of investigation, you found this?Is this the truth of the matter? What does Dong Qun do for food?

Encouraging local agricultural production in this way?It's incredible. "Zhao Wen looked at Wang Qi in disbelief, not that Zhao Wen didn't believe Wang Qi, but that Zhao Wen didn't believe Dong Qun's way of encouraging production.

Encouraging production is a good thing, but with such a method, Zhao Wen really can't think about it.

"Your Majesty, after I found Dong Qun, Dong Qun had already realized his mistake. In fact, Dong Qun was too anxious after all." Wang Qi explained.

"Okay, there's no need to talk about this matter anymore. As for his punishment, I will send this matter to the official department and let the official department take care of it." Zhao Wen waved his hand to Wang Qi as he said, signaling that Wang Qi could do it. leave.

Wang Qi bowed to Zhao Wen, and then withdrew from the imperial study.

Seeing the back of Wang Qi leaving, Zhao Wen began to review the memorial again.

……

At the same time, in a small alley in the outer city of Xuan Town, a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old was wandering back and forth in the alley.

The clothes on him looked very shabby, out of tune with the bustling surroundings.

There is an inn at the entrance of the alley, bursts of aroma wafting from the inn, because it is meal time, so many people go to the inn to eat now.The boy stood in the alley, staring blankly at the inn at the entrance of the alley, his deep eyes were full of longing.

Although the clothes on his body were torn and old, his hair and face were very clean, and his whole body was also very clean. He was very thin, without any flesh on his face, and it was all sunken.

He looked at the inn, licked his dry lips, and swallowed.

He just stood there blankly in the alley, looking at the inn at the entrance of the alley like that for about an hour.

An hour later, the boy let out a long sigh, turned around and walked towards the depths.

Not long after, the boy came to the door of a very small and dilapidated courtyard.He pushed open the gate of the small courtyard and walked in, then locked the gate with his backhand.

He went into the only complete room in the courtyard, the room where he slept, and the only furniture in it was a bed.

The boy lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he dreamed that he walked into that inn, and he dreamed that he was sitting in the lobby of the inn, eating food that he had never eaten before.

The teenager is an orphan, and this small dilapidated yard was left to him by his parents.

Although there are many factories in Xuan Town where you can work, it stands to reason that if a teenager enters a factory to work, he can support himself.But the young man suffered from a disease and was so weak that he couldn't do heavy physical work.

His parents had passed away many years ago. For so many years, he had relied on the assistance of his neighbors to survive until now, but it was impossible for the neighbors to support him all the time.

The boy is very strong by nature, and it is impossible for the neighbors to help him all the time.

The boy has not had a full meal for a long time. Recently, in order to resist the uncomfortable feeling of hunger, the boy has been drinking water, and the water will fill his stomach, and the uncomfortable feeling of hunger will gradually subsided.

The breathing of the boy lying on the bed gradually became weaker, his body began to curl up, and gradually lost his vitality.

In his sleep, the boy died in this early autumn season.

No one knew about the boy's death at this time. About seven or eight days later, the neighbor who lived next door to his house smelled a strange smell, so he turned into the yard of his house and saw the boy lying on the bed. juvenile.

It was a certain day in early autumn, and Zhao Wen was wandering around Xuanzhen City with his son Zhao Mingyu and a dozen personal guards.

Zhao Wen hadn't wandered around Xuan Town for a long time, and Zhao Mingyu hadn't rested for a long time, so Zhao Wen wanted to take Zhao Mingyu out to wander around and relax.

Turning around, Zhao Wen came to a certain alley in the outer city. Just after arriving here, Zhao Wen saw a large number of people crowded in the alley.

Zhao Wen looked at the people in the crowded alley with curiosity on his face, "What are these people doing? Why are they all crowded in the alley? And why is there a strange smell in the air?"

Zhao Wen twitched his nose and covered it subconsciously.

"Go and see what happened over there?" Zhao Wen pointed to the group of people in the alley, and said to Chen Donglai who was standing behind him.

Chen Donglai walked towards the alley with three or four personal guards.

After about a quarter of an hour, Chen Donglai returned to Zhao Wen.

"What happened, why are there so many people over there?" Zhao Wen asked.

"Alas!" Chen Donglai sighed a long time, and said sadly, "Return to Your Majesty, a young man has died."

"Dead? How did he die?" Zhao Wen's expression immediately became serious when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, I have inquired about the matter. The boy who died was named Chen Yimu.

His parents passed away many years ago, and now he is the only one in the family, an orphan.

He is about seventeen or eighteen years old this year, but he has physical problems and cannot do heavy physical work, so he cannot work in a factory because he is too poor, has no money to see a doctor, and has no money to eat, and then..."

At the end, Chen Donglai didn't say those two words, but kept sighing and shaking his head.

"It's so pitiful!" Zhao Wen sighed, and then asked: "I remember that I promulgated welfare regulations and low-income household regulations a long time ago.

It stands to reason that such a situation should not be possible now, what is going on?What does the local government do?

Judging from what you said, this boy died of starvation. I really can't believe that there are still people in Xuan Town who are starving to death! "

When Zhao Wen said this, the expression on his face became angry again.

As Zhao Wen said, he walked into the alley.

After about an hour, Zhao Wen walked out of the alley and walked towards the palace.

On the way back, Zhao Wen didn't choose to take a special car, but chose to walk. Zhao Wen's face was very dark along the way, extremely gloomy.

Chen Donglai followed behind Zhao Wen, not daring to make any sound along the way.

Chen Donglai knew that Zhao Wen was on the verge of breaking out.

This section of the road was very long, and Zhao Wen walked for a long time before returning to the palace.

After returning to the palace, Zhao Wen came to the imperial study. Zhao Wen sat in the imperial study. He looked at Chen Donglai who was standing next to him, and said, "Bring me the welfare regulations issued earlier."

"Does Your Majesty want the original or a copy?" Chen Donglai asked.

Now every time the documents are released, the originals of these documents will basically be preserved, in addition to the originals, there are also transcriptions.

Generally speaking, as long as the original is archived, there is no way to retrieve it without Zhao Wen's order.

"Get the original, give me the original!" Zhao Wen said.

Chen Donglai responded, and then hurried towards the place where the files were stored.

The place where the archives are stored is located in the palace, and there is a special palace not far from the imperial study.

Not long after, Chen Donglai brought over what Zhao Wen needed.

Looking at the document in his hand, Zhao Wen frowned tightly.

Zhao Wen slapped the desk in front of him fiercely, cursing: "What are these officials doing? Why didn't the contents of these documents be implemented?"

Zhao Wen promulgated the welfare regulations and the low-income household regulations a long time ago. These two regulations are specially set up for those who are disabled, orphans, widows, old and weak.

Previously, Zhao Wen always thought that these regulations would be implemented as they were, but judging from today's situation, this is not the case at all.

If these two regulations are implemented as they are, without any compromise, will that boy die?That boy will not die.

"I really didn't expect that there would be teenagers starved to death. Is this the peaceful and prosperous age that those officials said? I am panicking now. If this is the peaceful and prosperous age, how could there be teenagers starved to death? Damn it!"

Zhao Wen walked back and forth in the imperial study angrily. After a while, Zhao Wen stopped and shouted at Chen Donglai, "Bring me Liu Wenzhong."

At the same time, in an inn in the inner city of Xuanzhen, a middle-aged man in his 40s was sitting on the third floor of the inn.

This inn is not considered big in Xuan Town, but it is not small either. The third floor of the inn is an independent private room, and this middle-aged man is sitting in the private room.