Chapter 163: In full swing

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Why did Ming Dynasty end?

Wen Tian and Wu were at war, the soldiers resented the imperial court, too many people could not survive, and the Great Wall was riddled with holes.

It's the same as hardware and software.

Merchants in the feudal dynasty, as long as they were big merchants, could not do much without collusion between government and businessmen.

Therefore, Huang Yi's current task is to strengthen himself. He has not thought about how to deal with traitorous Shanxi merchants. At least he will not do it until his wings are hardened.

But Yan Guo must have it, because this is consistent with the urine of a Ming official.

hey-hey! I am outside the customs, who can take care of it?

No matter which company he owned, transporting a large amount of grain out of Zhangjiakou would definitely pass through Huang Yi's sphere of influence.

Huang Yi gave Manager Li a clear answer, suggesting that Li Weida should be confident and bold in the grain business in the east, and asked Manager Li to spread the news immediately after returning.

All grains leaving customs must be paid for at the huge "Pagoda Town River Demon" written eighty miles north of Zhangjiakou.

Never ask for too much money to pay for the road, take one out of thirty, and you have to leave one cart of thirty carts of grain. It is only for selling grain and steel that you need to leave money for the road, and there is no need for other things.

Those who refused to pay for the journey would, of course, rob all the goods, carriages and horses. The surrendered men and swordsmen were sent to dig iron ore and coal until their owners redeemed them with money.

Huang Yi now has the actual teaching of Qian Zongzong Military Officer of the Ming Dynasty, so of course he cannot do this.

But the gang of horse thieves entrenched in the mountains north of Zhangjiakou can!

Those who blocked the road and robbed them were definitely a coalition of horse thieves headed by Luo Buqi, Yu Shaoshan, Beitian Wang, Cheng Duyan, Ma Yaozi, etc.

A few days after Manager Li returned, he came again. This time he was just a guide, accompanying Geng Zhanghua, Geng Qi, Liu Chuanzong, and Li Weida.

They also brought along 360 households with a total of more than 1,200 people from Liaoning.

Although these people were disheveled, their mental outlook was not extremely bad, and none of them were dying of hunger.

They are not from Dongjiang Town or Denglai, but a small part of the Liao people counted in the Gyeonggi area.

This is of course the result of Geng Ruqi's report to the court and his precise words to accept and resettle 10,000 Liao people and refugees.

The Gyeonggi area was burned, killed, and plundered by the Jiannu slaves for several months. There were hundreds of thousands of refugees. The Liao people living in the customs were even more miserable.

Officials in local state capitals and counties are having a headache over how to resettle the victims!

After the content of Geng Ruqi's memorial was published in Di Bao, notices were posted in many prefectures and counties in the capital.

After learning that Xuanda was willing to accept 10,000 refugees, refugees, and Liao people, the local refugees did not believe it at all. They were unable to leave their homeland and refused to go to the neighboring Xuanda.

The helpless Liao people had only one life left. It didn't matter. They were willing to bring their whole family to Xuanda to try their luck.

Who knew that a good thing would come? Officials from Xuanda University would actually take them in. They would be given a large bowl of porridge every morning and evening, and soldiers would lead them to Zhangjiakou.

These people don't want much. They eat twice a day, and each time they get a big bowl of multigrain porridge, which is enough to make them obedient.

They were very tenacious and supported each other along the way. No one was left behind and no one died on the way.

Of course there is a reason for this. The most difficult thing for the poor is winter. I don’t know how many people will die from hunger and cold.

Those who can persist until spring have strong vitality, and those who are old and weak basically cannot.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and eating two big bowls of porridge a day, just walking dozens of miles, is such a big deal, there is no way I can persevere.

Huang Yi needs a population that doesn't mind where they come from. Of course, the most ideal ones are Han people, because Huang Yi is a Han Chinese, and there is always something in his heart that people who are not from my race will have different hearts.

As long as there is enough food, Huang Yi will definitely accommodate Han people to the maximum extent possible.

After meeting Geng Zhanghua, who was tired of life, Huang Yi sincerely stepped forward to greet him with clasped fists and saluted, thanking him for sending these Liao people here in person.

Suddenly seeing Huang Yi being so polite, Geng Zhanghua was extremely uncomfortable. He quickly returned the gift and said doubtfully:

"Master Huang, you and I meet often, why are you so polite this time?"

"The base area is so vast and requires so many manpower. You sent more than a thousand at this time. Of course I can't thank you enough!"

"What does this mean? As long as there is food, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands are not a problem! In ten days or so, they will send at least a thousand people."

Geng Zhanghua waved his hand and wrote lightly.

He really felt that immigration was too easy. The key was that someone had to provide money to buy food. As long as there were people who stuttered, it would be easy to get more people.

But this matter is extremely difficult for Huang Yi.

Huang Yi asked: "How can these people be willing to come outside the customs?"

Geng Zhanghua said with a smile: "It's not up to them whether they want to or not!"

"Ah? Are they all forced to do nothing?"

"No, well, that's right!"

This was a divine reply. Huang Yi said depressedly: "Yes, it's really different when you become an official. You can be more aggressive."

"Where is this from?" Geng Zhanghua explained:

"When I said no, it meant that we were forcing them. That's true, but it meant that they had no food to eat and no fixed place to live. They might starve to death at any time. If they could have a place to eat two bowls of porridge, could they choose a place? "

"Oh I got it!"

Li Weida interjected: "Most of these people are illiterate. After walking hundreds of miles, they are all confused. They have no idea where they are, and they don't know that they are outside the customs now!

In fact, they shouldn't care if they are outside the customs. They are all Liao people, and they originally made a living outside the customs! "

Huang Yi suddenly understood. He was almost starving to death. As long as there was someone who stuttered, who would care where it was?

There is reason to believe that those Han people who became Aha and slaves were just trying to survive. As for whether they were worthy of their ancestors, it didn't matter. Why didn't our ancestors give them a way to survive?

He thought of the Han people's "crossing into Guandong" in the late Qing Dynasty. The reason why a large number of Shandong people abandoned their homes and careers and crossed the sea to seek life in the bitter and cold places in the Northeast was just to make a living.

The climate conditions in the base area are much stronger than those in the Northeast. Organized immigration still coincides with natural and man-made disasters, so it shouldn't be too difficult.

Originally, Geng Zhanghua, Li Weida and others did not think Huang Yi could resettle thousands of Liao residents and refugees, and were very curious.

After arriving at the base area, they were particularly surprised because they saw the endless fields full of life and the bustling scene everywhere in the city that was beginning to take shape.

"Master Huang, I really didn't expect the base area to be like this!" Geng Zhanghua said with emotion as he walked and looked around.

"What are you doing here? Until next autumn, as long as I hold on to this city, I will be defeated even if I come to fight with 30,000 slaves for a year!"

"Haha, Jiannu probably won't come here. At most it's Tatars. As long as you're here, no matter how many Tatars there are, they can't shake the city."

Geng Zhanghua admired Huang Yi's fighting skills very much, he said sincerely.