Fuzhou Street.

"Hurry up, I thought you were the uncle!"

A militiaman scolded with a whip and struck a flag man.

The latter shifted his steps in grief.

Beside them, hundreds of people carried sacks of grain, all kinds of cloth and other valuables, and even led livestock, and then spat at them while walking happily. It is said that the street has been in the city for a long time, because this place is in the center of the bustling city, and according to the rules, the flag guards cannot do other livelihoods, so they rely on extortion to live. The residents here rely on their superior status, and Han people have to pay for weddings and funerals, and even someone has to catch two of them from the street where they buy vegetables, which is completely a cancer in the city, and this time it can finally be completely uprooted, and the whole Fuzhou is jubilant.

The bannermen, the old, the weak, the women and the children, were all escorted out at this moment, while the common people rushed into the neighborhood and happily collected their property.

Of course, it's not a casual move.

In fact, there is also a sentry of the Ming army in charge of one household by one, gold and silver and the like belong to Yang Feng, his People's Bank is in urgent need of precious metals to maintain the gold and silver standard, although a large number of copies were copied in Guangzhou, but this is undoubtedly the more the better, jewelry is to those Ming soldiers laughing, grain, cloth, livestock and even furniture and the like are all owned by the people of Fuzhou, according to its approximate estimated value, each household can receive what they need, need grain to receive food, need other property to receive others, The Ming army is very familiar with this and has a lot of experience.

It's not just its streets.

There are also other officials in Fuzhou City and all the famous gentry, because Fuzhou changed hands too quickly, most of these people did not run out.

It's simple to deal with them.

First arrest and then one by one, by the people spontaneously come to the stage to report, just like that kind of assembly, if there is really no evil then forget it, except for the confiscation of land, the rest will not be copied, if there is a crime and verified, of course, it is generally verified, in this case, there is no mood to investigate too carefully, in short, if you are guilty, you don't have to be polite to raid the house. In fact, there is basically no one clean, the officials in this year are pulled out, and then even according to the standards of the Qing Dynasty, it is estimated that there is no one who has been wronged, there will be no real clean officials in this year, if there is really such a strange thing, it is impossible to mix in the officialdom, this is not the erosion of a certain person or a group of people, this is completely erosive from the root.

Are there Qing officials in this era?

That's a cold, cold joke.

In addition, not only the people of Fuzhou can share their property, but those outside the city can also come to receive it, and by the way, they can also take the Ming army to them to fight local tyrants.

Of course, they can also do it themselves.

It's actually all do-it-yourself.

At this time, the surrounding counties did not have any army at all except for the officials in the yamen, although those gentry had domestic slaves, but it was meaningless in the face of the torrent of poor people, since this was the case, there was no need to trouble the Ming army, after all, it would take a little time for the Ming army to start, and those ordinary people couldn't wait.

In short, at this time, Fuzhou and several surrounding counties were completely in a carnival of poor people.

"This place will be renamed Guangfu Street in the future!"

Yang Feng looked at a prosperous street and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name!"

Xie Ping hurriedly said.

He had been appointed director of the Fuzhou Military Management Committee and was in charge of Fuzhou's civil affairs, mainly to suppress the rebellion of the gentry, and at the same time, together with Qin Song, he expanded two infantry brigades with the first battalion as the core.

Yang Feng gave him the task of controlling Fuzhou, Changle, Fuqing, Minhou, Lianjiang and other places to form a base area, and attract the Qing army to attack this side, and then kill and damage the Qing army to the maximum extent in the defense. This land is enough to be self-sufficient, there is no problem in agriculture, it is said that the whole Fujian is the best agricultural area, and the surrounding mountains are the sea, as long as a few key points are guarded, the entire Fuzhou area is safe. Even there is no problem with military industry in this area, because it is a provincial capital, where there are a large number of craftsmen who can make flintlock pistols, and there is also a small iron mine nearby, and the shipyard bureau relies on the Muyuan iron mine, and the only thing missing is the Keelung coal mine, another pillar of the Fuzhou shipbuilding bureau in the original history, but this can be replaced by the coal mine in Liancheng.

In short, it is certainly not enough to play the big steel industry, but it is enough to maintain this base.

As for the ...... of other details

The base camp of the Changle Department!

Does such a place still need him to think about other little things?

As for other aspects, I don't need to think about it for the time being.

To establish a base area, we must first meet the needs of living materials, that is, to be able to produce enough food to feed the population, to produce enough cloth to make clothes, and to solve the other problems of food and clothing is secondary, Fuzhou is enough in this area, and there is coastal fishing to supplement nutrition, and there is no need to consider the supply of salt, which is the most lacking in those base areas in the original history, and Fuzhou does not need to be considered at all.

Then there is the fact that the military industry must be self-sufficient.

That is, it must be able to make cannons, muskets and ammunition.

This Fuzhou can also be satisfied.

Although the manufacture of ammunition requires saltpeter and sulfur, but fortunately he can provide it, his warehouse has a large number of reserves, and it is the purest, only need to add charcoal to fry it, in fact, at this time, the arsenal in Guangzhou also used the raw materials he had in reserve to make gunpowder, although these raw materials were limited, but fortunately, his limited ones were measured in thousands of tons, and it was estimated that there was no need to consider the problem of running out in a few years.

If both things are satisfied, one base area can be completely supported, and the rest is to rely on this base area to spread the fire of the prairie outward.

Yang Feng is not worried about the military.

As long as his policy remains unchanged, then no matter how the Manchus and those gentry struggle, after all, they are just a group of small bugs in front of the mighty torrent, but this must have a premise, that is, those ordinary people must know his policy, and the speed of information transmission in this era is slow, in addition, the gentry still have the right to speak, and the people also lack access to information, so he can only control the speed of expansion, and keep building base areas, using these base areas as a demonstration, in order to let the people everywhere know his policy in the shortest possible timeWhen all the people know about it, he doesn't need to waste any effort at all, just like Guangzhou, and it will be destroyed with a gentle push.

"Your Majesty, what's the use of these old and weak people?"

Xie Ping looked at the flag men and said.

Although tens of thousands of landlords' wives and daughters were caught in Guangdong, they were actually not very popular, mainly with small feet, for those gold diggers, these can also have children, can not help them work, and the flag people are different, these flag people are big feet, although lazy but fortunately, those gold diggers have whips, in short, they are more suitable for forming a family with those gold diggers.

They are more popular than those women with small feet.

But these flag men are obviously useless, these are old and weak, they can't be coolies at all, and the transportation is troublesome, so it's easier to kill them directly.

"They're useful too!"

Yang Feng said.

It's time for his pyramid to be repaired, and he's going to build it on the island of Ambuna.

There is actually not much use there, although he is now building as a military base, but the problem is that he will definitely rob Singapore in the future, and Singapore is obviously more suitable than Ambuna Island for the role of this military pillar of the South Seas, then Ambuna Island is destined to be of little use, and as his crossing point, this small island will undoubtedly have a very special significance in the future Ming Empire, since this is the case, simply build the pyramid for future generations to make a pilgrimage.

These bannermen just threw them all over to do the preliminary work first, and the residents of Ambuna Island, as his first batch of subjects, were young and strong and were the military and political core of the Ming Empire, and they would definitely not live there again.

They're all going to move out.

In other words, there will be no inhabitants there, at most before the capture of Singapore, there will be troops stationed there all year round, so there is no need for these bannermen to bother with surgery, and there are no women, just keep them for them! As for their preference for solving their loneliness in other ways, they are all good anyway, just look at the prosperity of the Eight Great Hutongs, this can be regarded as the mercy of the God Emperor, and those garrisons are just responsible for supervising them, and in the future, all the banner men will be sent there, no matter what, it will be hundreds of thousands of people, and it will be enough to repair the pyramid for him before death.

It should be said that this is the most perfect treatment for the banner people, and it is said that the God Emperor is becoming more and more merciful.

Alas, he was always so soft-hearted.

Looking at those people full of grief and indignation, staggering to the prisoner of war management camp under the whip of the militia, waiting for the hardcore crops to be loaded south to Guangzhou, Yang Feng patted Xie Ping on the shoulder with satisfaction and said: "The matter here will be handed over to you, do it well, don't live up to my expectations, and then there will be a war with the British army in the south, and you must hold Fuzhou alone for at least half a year." ”

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, what the Fourth Brigade can do, the ministers can also do."

Xie Ping said.

In fact, they are not in any danger, first of all, the Qing army has to transfer troops, and the process of the efficiency of the Qing army may take two months, after all, at this time, the entire Qing army in the south of the Yangtze River is in Guangzhou, and it is impossible for the Qing army to break through the Ming army's defense line if it is purely defensive, even if it is a partial division of the Ming army. This has long been confirmed by Luo Gang's Fourth Brigade, which has defeated the Qing army's attacks countless times in Jieyang and Chaozhou, and one brigade is still a brigade dominated by smoothbore guns, and in the defense, it easily makes the entire 30,000 Qing troops lose their armor again and again.

He actually has only one sentry for the elite of the Ming army.

And Xie Ping is a battalion here.

It's just half a year on my own, without any pressure.

"Then I'm relieved!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Then he turned back and beckoned to Zeng Tao and said, "Let's go, let's go to the next stop." ”