Chapter 1000: Patience
The samurai marched up to the dock in a long line.
When Nanobu Murakami, who had been sitting in the bilge, arrived at the pier and found that the steamer from Sendai had merged with the other ships and turned into a huge fleet. The boats were filled with samurai who had been drafted from all over Japan, and one by one, dressed in shabby clothes, they walked from the ships to the shore.
Like Murakami, these samurai are full of despair. After Li Zhi's conquest of Japan, all the samurai in Japan lost their lordship and income, and could only live on savings and miscellaneous labor. Most of the samurai wore silk hawori at the bottom of the box, but most of the hawori was patched and looked very shabby.
If this situation continues for another five years, the samurai will probably forget that they were once samurai.
Murakami Mingxin followed the flow of people to the flat ground in front of the fourth berth, waiting for the scribe Ning Lanhe.
Kobayakawa is still walking with Murakami Nanobu, and the two of them are local servants from the same village. The so-called ground servant refers to the local tyrant samurai of the Warring States period. They have no noble blood in them, and they are large samurai who are native to the country and have local power.
However, the squires also relied on the samurai system, and they were the grassroots organization of the Date family of the Sendai Domain. After the demise of both the Tokugawa shogunate and the Date family, the gosho also lost control of the place and lost his financial resources.
Kobayakawa was obviously very dissatisfied with Murakami's name, and he pushed Murakami, constantly shouting and shouting to make Murakami go faster.
Murakami walked and suddenly stopped.
When Kobayakawa saw this scene, he couldn't help but be furious. With a force on his hand, he pushed Murakami Nanobu violently, pushing Murakami Nashin to the point that he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Bastard!"
Murakami Nashin was also angry, he pressed the handle of the knife on his waist and climbed up, and he was about to draw the knife and fight with Kobayakawa.
The surrounding samurai were startled and hurriedly got out of the way, for fear of being slashed by the angry Murakami Nashin.
At the critical moment, Ji Zi, a Japanese woman standing on the side, ran over. The Japanese woman, who was married to a Chinese sailor, knelt beside Murakami, and bowed deeply to Murakami with her hands on the ground.
"Samurai! Endure! Be patient! ”
Murakami looked at this Japanese woman who was married to a Han Chinese, and couldn't help but shout: "Get out!" ”
Jizi raised his head and said loudly, "Brother, we are both Japanese from Mutsu, and my father is also a samurai. Be patient! When the most difficult days are over, there will be sunny days. ”
Murakami stared at Ji Zi with his eyes, but found that this woman was not afraid of her anger at all.
Jizi even nodded at Murakami's name.
In the face of Jizi's persuasion, Murakami's anger seemed a little powerless and willful. He froze on the ground for a moment, then got up helplessly. He no longer had the idea of drawing his sword and trying desperately with Kobayakawa, but walked to the line farther away from Kobayakawa and waited quietly in the fourth berth.
After waiting for half an hour, the scribe Ning Lanhe came over.
Murakami saw the man standing on a high platform in front of everyone.
"The boat is bumpy, everyone has worked hard."
The samurai bowed to Ning Lanhe in unison and shouted loudly in broken Chinese, "It's not hard! ”
Ning Lanhe nodded and said:
"There's no way to keep you squeezed in the bilge, we're going to bring too many samurai this time."
"You are all low-level samurai, and you were supposed to maintain local order in the Japanese countryside. However, after the destruction of the Date family of the Sendai Domain, you all lost your livelihood and had to work as a handyman in a tavern and a market. ”
"But in Vietnam, you can be a samurai again with your heads held high!"
Hearing Ning Lanhe's words, the faces of the warriors of Mutsu turned white. Ning Lanhe said that he wanted them to become samurai again, did he want them to wield katana and fight on the front line?
All the samurai fell silent, no one spoke, and quite a few shed tears of self-pity.
Kobayakawa in the crowd suddenly waved his fist and roared: "Even if we die for King Qi, we have no hesitation!" ”
When the samurai heard this, they all looked at Kobayakawa.
Soon, the samurai were infected by Kobayakawa's generosity, and they all raised their right hands like Kobayakawa and shouted, "Don't be afraid of dying in battle!" ”
"No hesitation!"
Only Murakami stood at the end of the crowd, silent.
Ning Lanhe looked at the emotional warriors and laughed.
"It's not for you to go to the front."
"All you have to do is go into the mountains to suppress the restless mountain people of Indochina. The task is simple. ”
When the samurai heard this, they all showed puzzled expressions.
Ning Lan waved his hand and said loudly: "The Indochina Peninsula is densely forested, with mountains and ridges, and there are many Nanban natives in these mountainous forest areas who do not obey the king. They occupy a large amount of land, but it is difficult to control. When you samurai arrive in the mountains, you become grassroots samurai, responsible for collecting taxes from these natives and maintaining order in the mountainous forest areas. ”
Hearing Ning Lanhe's words, the warriors opened their mouths wide in surprise.
Putting the samurai in charge of collecting taxes and maintaining local order sounds like a good errand.
Isn't this what the samurai did in Japan before the fall of the Tokugawa shogunate? This is a decent errand, which can be pinned to his own knife and rib error to make a majestic patrol in front of the houses of the common people, and to be a superior upper class of society.
Ning Lanhe nodded, and said, "According to our statistics, there are more than 10 million natives in the Indochina Peninsula. All of these indigenous people will be relocated to mountainous and forested areas. The plains will be vacated for Han Chinese immigrants from Jianghuai Province. In order to manage the natives in the mountains, we recruited 150,000 samurai from Japan who had lost their livelihoods. ”
"You samurai are about a hundred natives each."
"Your income is taken from the farmer's land in the area under your administration. We have implemented a 30% land rent system in Indochina, that is, the indigenous harvest must be handed over to the government. And these fields collected by the samurai were privately owned by the samurai who were in charge of the local order. ”
Hearing Ning Lanhe's words, Murakami's eyes widened suddenly.
Each of the 100 people received 30 field endowments, and these endowments were enough to feed forty people. One percent of the land endowment that was enough to feed forty people went to the samurai, and the samurai received enough land endowment to feed four people.
The living expenses of four people were owned by one samurai, which sounded like a good policy. Although this is a living expense according to the standards of the indigenous people of Vietnam, and the living expenses of the indigenous people may only be enough to make ends meet, but in any case, the samurai can marry and have children, and live a subsistence life.
The Han Chinese gave the samurai a chance to live a decent life?
Ning Lanhe said, "You can teach your terraces and water conservancy techniques to the natives. If the samurai were able to develop the economy in the mountainous areas, the land endowment would naturally rise. Each samurai had their own area, and if the samurai managed it well, the population in the area would be colonized and the output would increase, and the samurai's harvest would naturally increase. ”
"On the other hand, if the samurai are not good at management, causing the indigenous people to flee and the land is barren, not only will the samurai themselves suffer poverty, but our Indochina military government will also punish such samurai."
"We recognize the samurai's right to govern locally. The samurai were local tax collectors, as well as sheriffs and judges. The samurai had the right to deal with local indigenous lawsuits and disputes, and except for the death penalty, which was to be reported, other punishments for indigenous people could be decided at their own discretion. ”