The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

But ordinary people may not understand Yan Song.

In Yulin, Shaanxi.

The heavy snow has covered the ditches and ditches, and some cave dwellings cannot open the door at all, because the heavy snow has already reached the same height as the roof of the cave dwellings...

bark, grass roots, weeds...

It's already eaten up.

Even if there are still, they are buried under the heavy snow several feet deep, and it is impossible to dig them out.

Just like the famine scene in the movie 1942, the entire Shaanxi Loess Plateau is under the shadow of famine.

Hearing Yan Song's order to relocate, the victims of the disaster in Shaanxi were to migrate to Tianjin as a whole, and boarded a boat from Tianjin to go to the warm and prosperous Luzon. However, although some young people cheered for joy, the old people cursed one after another.

"Strict thief!"

"Yan Song is in chaos!"

"A poor family is worth tens of thousands! A son does not think his mother is ugly! A dog does not think his family is poor!"

"The ancestral tablets are all here, and the cemetery is also here, how can I leave?"

"If you want to go, you go! I will die at home!"

"Going to Luzon? I haven't heard of it! I won't go even if I die!"

The police in the imperial court went door to door, urging them to emigrate, but the stubborn old people here still refused to go.

There was really no other way. In order to complete the task of Mr. Yan Ge, the police had to forcibly tie up these old disaster victims, tied them up and sent them to the carriage.

Along the way, these desperate victims scolded Yan Song.

"Officer Dog Day!"

"The treacherous official Yan Song! I am your ancestor!"

"I am at odds with you."

Not only Shaanxi.

In Shanxi, Zhili, Henan and other places, large-scale disaster victims collectively resisted the imperial court's decree not to move abroad.

Even in very few places, bigger and worse incidents broke out...

A very small number of conspirators among the refugees took advantage of the situation and rose up.

In Shaanxi Mizhi.

This is a famous hometown of beautiful women.

There is a saying in ancient times: "Mizhi's mother-in-law, Suide's Han Dynasty. Qingjian's stone slabs, Wayaobao's charcoal"

It is the place of Mizhi, which is rich in beauties.

Diao Chan is Mizhi beauty.

It is said that the reason why Mizhi produces beauties is that one side of the place supports another side of people.Mizhi's millet is very famous, and the rice juice of millet is so named because it tastes like fat. People say that Mizhi's millet is oily and nourishing. Women who eat it not only have delicate skin but also look beautiful.Mizhi River Water is also called Peach Blossom Water at 350. It is refreshing and sweet. The millet porridge made from Mizhi’s millet floats in the oil and exudes a fragrance, moistening the ruddy and pink faces of the Mizhi girls.

But now, the affluent Mizhi has turned into a land of snow.

Xiaomi was frozen to death.

The Mizhi River was also frozen three feet.

The rich Mizhi turned into a lifeless hell on earth.

The servants of the imperial court came here and issued an order from Mr. Yan Ge to let all the Mizhi people go to Luzon to farm and eat.

Every household is crying.

Although everyone knows that staying at home can only lead to death, there is still a way to live in Luzon.But there are still many people who don't want to go, preferring to flee famine in Henan.

In their opinion, staying in Daming is far better than dying in a foreign country.

In the midst of this desolate atmosphere, in a cave dwelling, a burly and extraordinary-looking man from Shaanxi was squatting on the kang with a worried face, smoking a cigarette.

His aunt came in, glanced at him, and complained, "What's wrong with you? You still haven't packed your things? The carriage rented by the imperial court is about to leave."

"Fuck that!" the Shaanxi man said angrily, "I am incompatible with the Ming court!"

His eyes widened with anger, like an angry King Kong. .

Chapter 1785 Killing officials and rebelling, Li Zicheng [8]

His mother-in-law sighed, and said softly: "I know, your post as a postman was abolished by the court, and you hold a grudge. But now that the snowstorm in the north is so severe, even the villagers have to move to foreign countries as a whole. What else can you deliver as a postman? It would be a strange thing if the imperial court did not withdraw."

"Fart!" The man blew his beard and stared: "Does the mother-in-law know a fart?"

Yes, he is indeed unemployed.

Recently, because of the heavy snowstorm, while Yan Song evacuated a large number of victims in the north, he also ordered the abolition of government agencies in the north.

After all, there are not so many people anymore, so what's the use of so many government officials?

Merging and abolishing the institutions will also help reduce food consumption, and drive out some people who eat imperial food who are idle all day long from the ranks of government civil servants.

This big man is one of the members who just lost their jobs because of Yan Song.