In the forty-fifth year of Kangxi.
The torrential rain poured down, and the Yellow River changed its course. A flood directly flooded the entire Jiangnan area.
On the muddy ground, disaster victims were walking weakly.
Hunger plagued them all the time.
This heavy rain lasted for a whole month.
The torrential rain almost drowned the entire Jiangnan area.
This disaster had swallowed countless lives.
Brother, brother!
A shout was heard.
This made Zhang Mu feel that the blurry world in front of him was starting to become clearer.
"Who am I? Where am I?"
Strange thoughts echoed in his mind.
After a while, Zhang Mu suddenly sat up and realized that he was soaked in mud.
"What happened?"
Zhang Mu glanced at the person who was calling out to him.
He saw a girl crying her eyes out.
In an instant, memories awakened in his mind.
This was his younger sister, Zhang Zhenniang.
Sitting up, Zhang Mu suddenly felt weak all over. His whole body was swollen, as if all the strength in his body had been sucked away.
His body was so weak that Zhang Mu felt as if he was going to die in the next second.
"Father is dead, mother is dead, brother, don't scare me!”
Zhang Zhenniang was still crying.
Zhang Mu subconsciously reached out his palm and gently patted Zhang Zhen Niang's head,""Brother is fine, brother is fine!”
Zhang Mu raised his head and realized that he was on top of a mountain.
Beneath him was water.
After a bout of dizziness.
Zhang Mu felt that his mind had become much clearer.
Now, he had already figured out his current situation.
It's the 45th year of Kangxi
In July, Jiangnan was flooded with torrential rain for an entire month. The people were in dire straits.
This was Jiangnan.
In the forty-fifth year of Kangxi, there was a torrential rain that flooded Jiangnan.
The Yellow River had burst its banks several times this year.
The flood in Jiangnan suddenly erupted.
The imperial court had policies to deal with floods.
However, Kangxi had spent a lot of money to build the levees, but the national treasury was already empty. No one knew where the money had gone.
The flood was so serious that it caused countless riots.
Although it was suppressed by the imperial court, it was not a good thing for the imperial court in the long run.
But now…
Zhang Mu, on the other hand, didn't have that many lengthy macro narrations. He realized that his situation wasn't optimistic.
To put it simply, his father was a traitor.
The court sent disaster relief.
The food in the middle had all been embezzled by corrupt officials.
This father of his was also very brave and ruthless.
Howling Mountain Forest had directly pulled a group of brothers to kill officials and rebel.
In the beginning, his father had indeed created quite a bit of momentum.
But soon, a mob was a mob.
The imperial court mobilized soldiers and soldiers for one battle.
His father's subordinates immediately fell apart.
They definitely couldn't beat him.
Father could only fight and retreat.
They retreated all the way to Gaoyou Lake.
He had barely managed to stabilize the situation here, and his deadbeat father…
In the end, he was also hacked to death.
He was also heavily injured and barely escaped.
He shook his head.
Zhang Mu looked at the sky.
The sun began to rise.
It's sunny!
The rain stopped, and the flood was over.
However, Zhang Mu suddenly realized that it was not over yet.
The flood was over, but behind the disaster was a food shortage.
Food prices skyrocketed.
The imperial court would either use money to buy food for disaster relief or use the food for disaster relief.
If they couldn't get rid of them, these disaster victims might be rioters.
Merchants pursued profits, especially since there were probably many court officials behind these profitable merchants.
Raising the price of grain would earn them as much as they could.
As for the lives of the people and the starving people, they naturally did not care.
His father could not live on. In a fit of anger, he directly resisted taxes and killed officials to rebel.
It could be said to be done in one go.
However, his father did not know what politics was.
He was born a farmer. Although he had some martial arts skills, it was just that. He didn't know what an organizational structure was. If a group of disaster victims rushed up, how could they be a match for the imperial court?
In fact, it was not even the official army of the imperial court that was exterminating the bandits.
It was the local armed forces that directly killed his cheap father.
Thinking about it again, it was simply f * ck.
Even though disasters continued.
However, the entire world was basically in a relatively stable era.
Any other feudal dynasty would have dreamed of a good era of national strength growth.
Internal and external troubles were all gone.
However, for Zhang Mu, a transmigrator,
This was not a friendly era.
Ao Bai had already been taken down by Kang Xi.
Wu Sangui was also eliminated by Kang Xi.
Wanwan was also beaten down.
Even Dopey Ge had been killed by Kang Xi.
At this point, the rule of the Qing Dynasty was basically stable.
The Han people basically had no chance of becoming prime ministers. The only Han official worthy of the ancestral temple was Zhang Tingyu.
Moreover, you can't live for too long.
If you live long enough, Qianlong will torture you to death.
There was also the extremely cruel literary prison.
It was a nightmare.
However, this did not mean that he had no chance.
How could it be so easy to settle the victims and the hungry?
Because Kangxi implemented the so-called benevolent government in his later years, he sat idly by and watched corruption run amok. He only sought the reputation of a benevolent ruler.
Who knew how many holes he had dug for Yongzheng.
If the person who ascended the throne later was not Yongzheng, then it was estimated that there would be no more after the Qing Dynasty.
The Hu Krupp no longer had a hundred years of national fortune.
It was all thanks to Yongzheng that he carried the flag.
Zhang Mu gritted his teeth as a thought popped up in his mind.
This was indeed a good opportunity. This year's flood had caused the entire Jiangnan region to be filled with starving people. If he could organize these people, he would be able to deal a heavy blow to the rotten Manchu Imperial Court.
If you don't rebel, the next sentence is harmonious.
This required a power structure.
This was easy to handle. He had basically taught all the politics classes in high school.
There was also the ability to control the grassroots.
This was easy to handle. Zhang Mu had been a soldier and had mixed around in the army. It was not a problem for him to train soldiers. After he was a soldier, he could do poverty relief work. It was not a problem for him to establish an organizational structure.
Taking advantage of the flood, the people were in dire straits.
It was not difficult to start a rebellion. The most difficult thing was how to preserve the fire and how to establish a stable tax territory.
This was a test of his ability.
However, for Zhang Mu, the first problem he had to solve was to make these hundreds of bandits listen to him obediently.
Their father was skilled in martial arts and was the leader. They were naturally convinced.
But…
As for himself?
He was only seventeen years old this year.
It's hard to convince everyone.
However, Zhang Mu also knew that he had to control these people. Otherwise, his life would be in danger.
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