Li Junhua is no longer the ignorant boy who was a child because his uncle could not eat meat every meal and would feel bad if he had no toilet paper to wipe his butt. But he still had not seen the lives of the people at the bottom. Even though he secretly visited the Yunzhong Appeasement Zone last year, he saw a prosperous place. From history books and various reports, he could know how the lives of poor herdsmen were difficult, but he never expected that they would be so mentally.

Just as Li Junhua observed this small tribe in an outsider's manner, an elderly man came out, but he did not dare to say hello to Li Junhua. He looked at Li Junhua quietly, looked at his clothes and flags, and followed the horses. When he saw the badge of the imperial royal family on the saddle, he crawled on the ground and shouted: "It's Your Highness, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The herdsmen of the entire tribe knelt on the ground, their faces turned into fanaticism, and some people could not even suppress their impulse and wanted to climb to Li Junhua's feet and kiss his leather boots. Wu Yifeng and other guards who were with them pulled out their weapons and quickly protected Li Junhua in the center, loudly demanding that everyone not get close.

"Everyone retreats, retreats, retreats twenty steps away. Whoever dares to offend and rudely, executes it immediately!" Chang Audai pulled out his knife and inserted it at his feet, and loudly scolded and threatened, which was more useful than the guns of guards such as Wu Yifeng, but Li Junhua keenly noticed that Chang Audai was speaking Manchu.

"They are Manchus!" Li Junhua spoke in surprise.

Obviously, Li Junhua saw no sign of being Manchu, and the customs of these people were exactly the same as the dilapidated tribes seen during the advancing west.

"What's going on?" Li Junhua asked, who had calmed down a little.

Chang Aday explained: "They are Manchus who have been gathered during this period. Some have no time to escape from displacement, and some have been robbed or natural disasters, but more than half of them are women and children who have married the Eight Banners to Mongolian tribes in recent years."

"I am asking them why they treat me like this?" Li Junhua said.

This is what Li Junhua really wondered about. In the past nearly thirty years, the Empire and the Qing Dynasty have been in a state of hostility. Both sides have frequently killed, causing the Manchu tribes, which had more than 600,000 people when they entered the pass, to no more than 150,000 now, most of which are still under the control of the empire. After the Western Expedition, Li Junhua has been fighting against the Manchu tribes in a state of migration since Hara and Lin. Not only were the Eight Banners soldiers, but because there were many new Mongolian soldiers under his command, massacres would be the norm. It can be said that the hatred between the two sides is as deep as the sea. These people have fathers, brothers, sons and nephews who died at the hands of the empire, and their wives and children were separated and their families were destroyed because of the war. But why did they express their loyalty to such humbly when facing the crown prince of the empire.

Chang Aday said truthfully: "Your Highness, hatred is not everything for human beings. In fact, hatred is the affairs of Aisin Gioro and the powerful people of the Eight Banners. It has nothing to do with them as the people. They are just tools. When under the rule of Aisin Gioro, they must devote everything to participating in this war whether they are willing or not, but this does not mean that they want to fight..."

"Chang Aday, now I begin to doubt your intentions." Li Junhua narrowed his eyes and looked at Chang Aday, obviously thinking that he was exonerating these people.

Chang Aday was stunned, sorting out his thoughts and words, trying to persuade the prince in another way, but after thinking about it, he finally chose the simplest explanation: "Your Highness, they want to survive."

"Is that true? Neither the emperor nor I meant to massacre." Li Junhua obviously did not accept this explanation.

Chang Aday had to say: "Your Highness, for the Manchus at this time, survival is very difficult. Living is a luxury goal. There may be no massacre, but they lost cattle, sheep and property, and there were not even a few men. If there were no relief from the Xin Dynasty, most people would die in the vast grassland. After years of war and life and death, no one expected that the Xin Dynasty would treat them as human beings. Please come with the humble official, Your Highness......"

The person kneeling on the ground made a way out. Li Junhua came to a bonfire. He remembered that when he came in just now, many people seemed to be surrounded by them. Chang Audai pushed away the ashes with white smoke and pulled out a pile of roasted black things from it. After breaking them apart, he revealed white or yellow potato meat, which smelled a scent. Wu Yifeng leaned over and took two pieces, tasted them, and said, "Your Highness, there are potatoes and sweet potatoes."

Obviously, this is definitely not the food of the locals, and potatoes and sweet potatoes are the main foods in the north of the empire, especially outside the side walls and outside the passes that are not suitable for wheat cultivation. This is also the first batch of relief supplies for the empire's incoming tribes.

Li Junhua squatted down, picked up a piece and tasted it, but there was no expression on his face. He felt more and more that these two things were the most suitable for providing relief supplies at this time and place. Potatoes and sweet potatoes can be eaten raw at critical moments. Even if they are cooked, they can just pick up some dry firewood to bake. If it is rice, noodles and other relief, not only is it expensive, but it also has to prepare iron pots, bowls, chopsticks and other tableware for the victims. Potatoes and sweet potatoes are extremely simple.

"Who thought of using these two things as disaster relief supplies?" Li Junhua asked.

"It's Lord Chang Adaye." Chang Adaye's men said.

Li Junhua stood up and wanted to pat his shoulder, but gave up because his hands were stained with carbon ash. He could only say, "You are very loyal and good at doing things."

He also gradually understood why the Manchus were like this. Sweet potatoes and potatoes were not worth the value, but they were transported from a distance and the freight was also quite expensive. The empire was willing to bear the expenses for relief, and obviously had accepted the Manchus' surrender, and this was still an acceptance of the lower class. Obviously, Chang Adei was also a compassionate guy. As a superior, he not only wanted to be a slave owner or aristocrat, but had already broken out of the limitations of the Manchu vassal class and considered the problem from the perspective of a country or even a civilization.

"Your Highness, this group of people is just a temporary dormant. They will show respect when they need to survive. When they survive, they will demand land, property and status, and gradually demand power, and even want to restore the situation where the Manchu tribe ruled China." Wu Yifeng gritted his teeth and reminded.

"This is so familiar." Li Junhua said with emotion. Bumubutai said these words before his death. Obviously, from the perspective of the winner, the imperial subjects were not so easy to accept hostiles.

"Chang Aday, aren't you just like Wu Yifeng said? Do you have the ambition to restore the Qing Dynasty?" Li Junhua asked with a smile. Chang Aday was not only an ordinary Manchu, but also Aisin Gioro.

"Your Highness, you have no such thoughts on humble duties!" Chang Adayi said kneeling.

Li Junhua smiled and said, "Pick out the things in the ashes quickly, and then simmer and roast them all, and they will be baked."

Chang Adayai quickly started and pulled him up. Seeing that he was so hot, Li Junhua laughed and turned over and left the tribe. On the way back, Wu Yifeng asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, you don't really want to accept these Manchus, the best way is..."

"Wu Yifeng, I ask you, which country is the territory of Siberia now?" Li Junhua asked.

"The Russian Empire of the Tsar." Wu Yifeng said.

Li Junhua nodded: "Is it the Russians who conquered Siberia for the Tsar?"

"This..." Wu Yifeng was speechless. Among the knowledge he knew, the Cossack cavalry played an important role in the process of Russia's eastward expansion.

Li Junhua smiled: "The land captured by the Cossacks ultimately belongs to the Russians. Manchuria and Mongolia are all excellent hawks and dogs. They can do a lot of things for the empire. As long as they do it, the empire will not leave some place for them."

"If you are not a person of my race, your heart will be different!" Wu Yifeng said again.

Li Junhua couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Wu Yifeng asked, "Your Highness, why are you laughing at?"

"Old Wu, have you forgotten? You are a charming manchurian. You charming manchurian were once a manchurian hawk." Li Junhua smeared the carbon ash on Wu Yifeng's face.

Wu Yifeng couldn't speak at all. For him, who grew up in the base camp and received new imperial education since childhood, he had forgotten his ethnic identity for a long time.

When he returned to the camp, Li Junhua called Chang Adaye and asked, "How did the Lifanyuan prepare to resettle the refugees of all ethnic groups who surrendered?"

"According to the original plan, those who are close to the appeasement zones should be accommodated within the country, while those who are far away from the walls or belong to the vassals will be assigned to the flag servants and rewarded materials and placed on-site......" Chang Adae has long been skilled in government affairs and introduced it.

"It seems that it is not easy to execute after what you mean." Li Junhua interrupted Chang Adaye.

Chang Adai nodded: "It is true. First, there is insufficient materials and shortage of funds. Second, the number of herders and the shortage of materials are far beyond expectations."

This is not difficult to understand. In the Northern Expedition Plan, the first thing to guarantee the financial support was military pay, followed by military supplies procurement, and the priority of resettlement of refugees was relatively low. Now the British King Li Jundu, who is now supervising the country, is obviously not a person who loves the people as much as his son, nor does he regard the awareness of "the people on the grassland are also innocent" and is not concerned about relief. The shortage of materials is that the manpower and material resources in the appeasement zone under the Lifanyuan First fully support the transfer of military supplies, so it is insufficient.

The number of herders who surrendered to the north was far beyond imagination. After the allocation of material reserves in the Northern Expedition was set, it was modified to advance in winter. If the original plan was followed, many herders should have moved west with the Qing Dynasty, but now they fell into the hands of the empire. More importantly, the form of the conquering northern Mobei was completely different from the war that swept across southern Mobei. At that time, many tribal leaders led the herders to surrender. Before the Northern Expedition, the powerful leaders of each tribe became Manchus. In the war, they fled or died. The tribe lost their backbone and lost order. Before the Manchu escaped, large-scale destruction, expropriation and massacre were carried out, and the strong laborers who depended on for survival were also lost too much in the war, resulting in excessive material shortage.

"What's wrong with the migration of flag servants to the north in each appeasement zone?" Li Junhua asked.

"It has not been opened yet. Your Highness, the registered flag servants who can be moved, whether they are directly under the jurisdiction or vassals, are herders and flag servants. Now this season is the time when lambs are born in large quantities. If they move, there will be a lot of losses and the road will be consumed. When they arrive in the north of Mo, they will only support themselves, which is useless for relief. Therefore, the Lifanyuan will allow them to move after July." Chang Adayai knew Li Junhua's intention. Assuming that a large number of flag servants in Monan could be moved to the north of Moxi, they could use their cattle and sheep to feed the surrendered people, reducing a lot of pressure. But this plan is only feasible on the surface, and there are still many constraints inside. Not to mention the side, the flag servants under the flag servants are the top meat in the appeasement zones, and the flag servants of the vassals are the survival capital of the various vassals. There is no benefit, who is willing to help others?

Li Junhua nodded slightly: "Obviously, local relief is not possible."

Chang Adae nodded slightly. Speaking of which, grassland relief and Central Plains disaster relief are completely different concepts. In the case of disaster relief, you can give money directly, and give porridge and disaster relief if you are in trouble. As long as the natural disaster passes, the planting season comes, and new grain outputs, the disaster will end. However, the lives of the grassland people rely on cattle, sheep and livestock. These things will not grow from the ground, and it is almost impossible to transfer from other places. A grassland herder needs hundreds of cattle and sheep to provide for survival, and it is completely impossible to transfer millions of animals.

"Let's move inward. Some of the appeasement zones and provinces need places where people are needed, and some are food for them to eat." Li Junhua finally said. In order to fight the Northern Expedition, the Northern Guancang Army of the Empire stored tens of millions of stones of food and grass, and the various shopping malls also had a large amount of food reserved every year. Instead of trying their best to transport the food to the grassland, it is better to let those who have legs look for food. Moreover, with the development of the commodity economy in the north, various places also need population work. As long as they have a job, they have the capital to survive and there is no need for relief.

"Yes, I think so too, but it's too much. If the commander-in-chief does not approve the special funds, it may be difficult to make a trip. But after several requests, there will be no news." Chang Adayai looked embarrassed.

Moving inward is a good way in the long run, but migration also requires resources, and the expenses are really considerable.

"Have you asked the emperor what he meant?" Li Junhua knew that Chang Adayai wanted to come forward, but when he thought of bargaining with his elder brother, especially the elder brother of the governor, Li Junhua first had to figure out the emperor's attitude.

"The memorandum has been submitted," said Chang Aday.

Li Junhua asked: "What's the result?"

"Stones sink to the sea." Chang Adayai answered honestly.

Li Junhua nodded slightly, crossed his hands, fell into deep thought, suddenly laughed, and said to himself: "So the test is here."

"Your Highness, what did you say?" Chang Adaye stretched his neck and asked carefully.
Chapter completed!