Chapter 120
The road from Jinzhou Port to Jinzhou City has been expanded three times by Zhang Huaize and is now a road similar to a highway.
It is similar, because this road was originally planned to be a two-way four-lane road, but after the construction was completed, it was found that this road, which is more than 6,800 meters long, is too busy. A large amount of materials purchased from Shandong, Beizhili, and even Jiangnan, as well as Ning Haijun's property in Ninghai Prefecture, were transported to Jinzhou by sea. Among them, there are a large number of merchants transporting various supplies.
The two-way four-lane road is extremely crowded. Just on the left and right of this road, one lane is widened to form a two-way six-lane. But the problem is that this only alleviates but cannot completely solve the problem of difficult road transportation. Especially the large-scale development in southern Liaoning has attracted many refugees from coastal areas.
Just like the invasion of Guandong at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, some people pooled together some money to rent a boat or work as a porter on the dock to earn a boat ticket, and more and more immigrants came.
As a result, this road, known as Jingang Road, was expanded for the third time. The only thing that is more trouble-free is that most of the land in Jinzhou is collectively owned, and only a very small part belongs to the Ning Navy officers and the families of martyrs and meritorious officers. When expanding the road, there is no need to acquire land or Bullshit.
After the third expansion, Jingang Road has formed a road with six lanes on each side and a total of 12 lanes. In the middle is a road with original road protection forest, green belt and drainage ditch. There are also road protection forests and drainage ditches on both sides. Moreover, it is one-way traffic and no mixed traffic is allowed. In this way, the problem of transportation difficulties has been greatly alleviated.
Chen Zilong and his party traveled with a total of 350 box-type two-wheeled carriages (carrying passengers), more than 600 flat-bed transport carriages, more than 100 technical personnel, and more than 100 wealthy young masters or ladies, plus them The number of servants, maids, and retinues totaled nearly three thousand.
On the way north, although Chen Zilong, the sixth son of Jishe, was not as famous as the seventh son, he was more famous than the fourth son of Fushe.
Although Chen Zilong was young, he soon became the leader of several societies with his outstanding poetry and prose skills, and he and Xia Yunyi were jointly called "Chen Xia" by the world. Chen Zilong is good at poetry, lyrics, prose and fu. In terms of poetry, he is known as the last great poet of the Ming Dynasty.
For later generations, Chen Zilong himself is an Internet celebrity with his own traffic, so when they originally traveled, there were more than a thousand people, and a large number of fans and followers were added along the way.
In this way, this huge team set foot on the land of southern Liaoning. Ever since they came out of the pier and along this twelve-lane road, the young men and young ladies began to exclaim.
Of course, there are also people who act like monsters.
What are you talking about? Why didn't Cheng Shijie and Cheng Zhenglu greet Chen Zilong? This clearly didn't give Chen Zilong face.
When Chen Zilong heard this sound, he just thought they farted.
Cheng Shijie was a disciple of his senior brother Sun Yuanhua, and he rushed over to curry favor with him. What did Sun Yuanhua think? Did he think that Cheng Shijie wanted to change his family?
Besides, Sun Yuanhua was the governor of Denglai, and he was just a white man. Even if Cheng Shijie fawned over him, what could he give him?
No one is willing to do anything without profit.
Some people are like this. Originally, Chen Zilong was not interested in Cheng Shijie and his feelings should have been very bad. However, when the news of Haizhou's victory spread, Chen Zilong already looked at Cheng Shijie with admiration.
You must know that the only person who can behead Jiannu at the level of 4,000 or above is Li Chengliang, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong. With his 8,000 servants, he crushed Jiannu to death. If the court had not been afraid of Li Chengliang, Jiannu might not have been able to kill him. Opportunity arises…
In the carriage, Chen Zilong lifted the curtain and looked at the surging wheat seedlings outside the carriage window. On the way back up, he saw crops that had been tortured by insects and drought.
Chen Zilong nodded and shook his head. The chief attendant of Chen Zilong who was riding with him was named Chen Honggui. He pointed to the crops that were growing well and said, "I've seen the crops growing best here along the way."
Chen Zilong nodded and said, "Teacher has always admired Cheng Shijie, but I didn't expect...Cheng Zhenglu is really capable."
Unlike the rhetoricians of Fushe and the Donglin Party, Chen Zilong is a down-to-earth person who is willing to do practical things. If he wants to study agriculture, he is not like the experts of later generations who roll out red carpets to the fields to take a few photos and say a few words without nutrition. if.
Nowadays, the drought is severe, refugees are swarming, and food harvests have been failing year after year. Chen Zilong is also anxious, trying every means to appease the refugees and organize production, but the results are not very effective, because he has just helped the refugees, and in the blink of an eye he will become a tenant of the landlords and gentry.
And God doesn’t help. If it doesn’t rain, it won’t rain. What can he do?
"parking!"
Behind Chen Zilong, a thin man in his forties hurriedly got out of the car.
"Chang Geng!"
Chen Zilong watched Song Yingxing get out of the car, and he also hurriedly got off the car.
Song Yingxing got off the carriage and trotted all the way across a strong wooden bridge to the river. He reached out and grabbed the soil on the edge of the wheat field and carefully analyzed the composition of the soil.
Chen Zilong followed, and a group of young men also followed. Hundreds of people rushed to the edge of the field. Here, several traffic control officers holding wooden sticks and wearing black clothes blocked the roadside and shouted: "No trampling is allowed." Wheat fields, stop moving forward, you stop moving forward!"
Traffic management, due to the heavy traffic pressure in southern Liaoning, people were transferred from the original 100 households of the project. After simple training, they were responsible for directing traffic. Like the urban management, they were not soldiers, but were managed by the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Chen Zilong was also disgusted with trampling on the wheat fields. His high prestige did not cause any conflict. In fact, when these young men went to the wheat fields, military households working in the distance had already rushed over with hoes and sickles (for cutting sweet potato vines). .
Song Yingxing could easily judge why the military fields in southern Liaoning grew well. The dense waterwheels could irrigate the farmland in time. A large amount of plant ash and silt in the ditches were natural organic fertilizers. There were also measures to prevent and control pests and diseases. Improved varieties...
Let’s talk about irrigation. The drought is severe now and many ditches have dried up. Farmers can only carry water on their shoulders or transport it in vehicles. They work so hard that they can’t even irrigate a few acres of fields. The little water they have just allocated. He disappeared!
As for pests, it's even more troublesome. The most typical one is locusts. The locust plague spreads thousands of miles of red ground and there is no way to resist it. Other pests are not to be left behind. Each one shows its own magic and the damage to the crops is not complete! As for fertilizer...let alone mention this, it would make me cry if I talk about it too much.
Cheng Shijie actually didn't have enough fertilizer, but he used precious silk cloth, tea and salt to buy the bones left over from the herdsmen who built slaves. Although this kind of stuff was not valuable, the problem was that the bones contained A large amount of phosphorus can be broken into pieces and sprinkled on the ground to act as phosphate fertilizer.
These things are not complicated to say, just like Cheng Shijie training Ning Haijun. As long as there is sufficient food and grass, clear rewards and punishments, and fairness and justice, the army will quickly form combat effectiveness.
The Ming Dynasty's army is not incapable of fighting. No matter how long it has not been trained, as long as they are given adequate military pay and fed, their combat effectiveness will scare even themselves.
Song Yingxing pointed to the bone powder and plant ash in the soil and said, "How did this Cheng Zhenglu do it among people?"
Chen Zilong smiled and said: "When we meet Cheng Zhenglu, we will naturally see the results!"
When Chen Zilong and his party arrived outside Jinzhou City, Jinzhou City was already ten times larger than the original Jinzhou City, and the expanded part did not have a city wall.
This made the young masters present feel very puzzled.
"There is no city wall here. What will happen if Jiannu comes?"
Not far away, a carpenter who was working rushed over with an ax: "Jiannu is here, where is Jiannu?"
Chen Zilong could clearly see that as soon as the scholar mentioned Jiannu, the eyes of the surrounding Liaonan soldiers and civilians all glowed green, as if Jiannu was the fat in their eyes.
In fact, Chen Zilong's guess was good.
As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. Because the reward for Ning Haijun's military merit is fifty taels of silver, or fifty acres of land and one head. Even if the elite members of the Guan Ning Army stayed at night and beheaded Jiannu by chance, they would not report it to their superiors. They took Jiannu's head and ran hundreds of miles to southern Liaoning.
I asked Cheng Shijie if he could also exchange land for them.
In order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the soldiers and civilians in southern Liaoning, Cheng Shijie announced: "No matter who they are, men, women, old or young, as long as they get the head of a slave, they can exchange it for fifty acres of military merit or fifty taels of silver."
Even a group of tomb robbers from the customs formed a gang and went to Liaodong to rob the tomb. They found a new grave. It was like this grave had been dug. This was also a noble cemetery. There was not only a corpse that had just been buried, but also four people who had been buried as martyrs. They not only robbed all the funerary objects in the tomb, but also brought five heads to southern Liaoning.
After inspection, Ning Haijun eliminated the heads of the four buried girls. This slave, who was about forty years old, was regarded as a military merit and rewarded to these tomb robbers.
Of course, Cheng Shijie would not use these slave heads as military honors. Military honors have no meaning to Cheng Shijie. Now two months have passed, the capital is still quarreling, and Ning Haijun's reward has not yet come.
When they arrived at Jinzhou City, Chen Zilong was greatly surprised by Jinzhou's wide and flat roads, endless fields, water canals extending in all directions and numerous waterwheels. When they saw the densely populated city and the dazzling variety of goods in the shops, they were amazed. After the novel-looking buildings sprouted up like mushrooms after the rain, I was surprised again. Such a prosperous place is rare in the north!
What surprised them most was that there was not a single beggar to be seen here!
Song Yingxing said: "I didn't expect that in the Central Plains, which is full of disasters, there is such a prosperous and stable place in southern Liaoning. It is really a paradise! No wonder so many refugees are rushing to settle here! Brother among people, Na Ning Navy Chief Cheng Shijie, it’s really not that simple.”
Chen Zilong nodded and said, "No wonder the teacher values him so much. He is indeed talented. Brother Chang Geng, what do you think that is?"
At this time, at the intersection of the street, on a platform about one foot high, stood a young man wearing a Confucian shirt, but not very old. At this time, the young man was reading something with great joy, and everyone was listening with great interest.
Chen Zilong squeezed past and saw several newspapers taped to the wall. The four big characters "Liaonan Weekly" were printed on the masthead of the newspapers. Chen Zilong still recognized these characters, which were actually Sun Yuanhua's characters.
After listening for a long time, Chen Zilong finally understood that this young man was telling the story of the Yang family general.
"The Liao army held a Hongmen banquet at Jinshatan Beach. The seven men and eight tigers of the Yang family went to the banquet on behalf of the Song lord. Dalang died on behalf of the Song lord. Erlang raised the thousand-jin gate to let his brothers escape. He was shot to death by random arrows from the Liao army. Sanlang's horse fell to death. The Liao army's cavalry was trampled to a pulp, Shiro was made a prisoner, Wu Lang was wounded and became a monk, Liu Lang escaped from the encirclement only after narrowly escaping death, Qi Lang was tied to a hundred-foot-high pole by Pan Renmei and shot one hundred and three arrows...
As the young man narrated, a tragic and tragic battle slowly unfolded in front of everyone. It seemed that everyone could hear the screams of the dying soldiers of the two armies, the unyielding roars of the Yang family soldiers, and smell the splashing blood. The disgusting smell of blood came out.
The military households and civilians who were listening to the reading of the newspaper in the audience began to wipe their tears: "The Yang family is so pitiful!"
"Damn corrupt officials!"
"Pan Renmei is so stupid..."
Now Pan Renmei took the blame again.
There was no way. At this time, the story of the Yang Family General was already mature. In order to increase the circulation of the newspaper, Cheng Shijie not only published some famous stories such as "The Yang Family General" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in the weekly newspaper, but also focused on cotton. Planting technology, alfalfa planting technology, and soybean planting technology were all spoken in vernacular without any literary talent. Chen Zilong frowned.
It was an eye-opener for these young men. Scenes of thousands of people working together were rarely seen in the Central Plains, even during spring plowing and busy farming seasons. The Central Plains is densely populated, and there will definitely be villages within ten miles.
The Central Plains is unlike southern Liaoning. There are no villages in southern Liaoning. The smallest settlement is a town, with a thousand or more households living together.
Cheng Shijie encouraged military households to raise chickens and ducks. These poultry are because locusts are too scary, and chickens and ducks can eat locusts and maggots, which can better prevent diseases.
The thousands of huge flocks of chickens amazed these young men. They were used to the small-scale farming economy of one old cow with several acres of land, and it was impossible for them not to be amazed when they suddenly encountered such large-scale breeding.
The breeding farm is Cheng Shijie's favorite. The breeding farm outside Jinzhou City is divided into four parts: chicken farm, duck farm, fish farm and cattle farm. There are as many as 100 chickens and ducks in the chicken farm and duck farm. Tens of thousands of them will lay a large number of eggs and duck eggs every day. For military households who don't even have enough to eat, this is a rare delicacy, and chicken manure and duck manure are the best fertilizers.
The scale of the fish farm is not large now, only 700 to 800 acres of fish ponds, but there are quite a lot of fish fry in it. These young men saw that the fish farmers were using small boats to feed the fish in the pond, and each handful of fish food was thrown into the pond. If you go down, there will be a large number of fish emerging from the water to fight for it. The fish food is mainly fermented chicken and duck manure and fly larvae. The fish will grow very fast after eating the fly larvae, which is a highly nutritious food. The fish is not finished until it grows into a ball.
Seeing that chickens, ducks and fish eat fly maggots, these young men expressed that they would never eat chickens, ducks and fish from Liaonan. They would rather eat pickles...
Although Cheng Shijie was very busy, after learning that Chen Zilong and his party had arrived in Jinzhou, he rushed back to Jinzhou from Fuzhou.
"Mr. Chen, Mr. Song, I'm very sorry. Mr. Cheng is busy with military affairs and couldn't meet him from afar. I hope you'll forgive me!"
"Cheng Zhenglu is welcome!"
While Chen Zilong was chatting with Cheng Shijie, Maldina in the back looked at Cheng Shijie seriously. For Maldina, Xu Guangqi had never highly praised anyone they were unfamiliar with in his letters home, talking about Sun Yuanhua or What happened to Chen Zilong is normal.
But Cheng Shijie was too unfamiliar to the Xu family. More importantly, Maldina received her own private message.
As the fourth young lady of the Xu family, she quickly understood the meaning.
This is to choose a husband for her.
Maldina looked at Cheng Shijie carefully. Cheng Shijie had a majestic body and a dignified appearance. A pair of eyes shot cold stars, and the two curved eyebrows were as thick as paint. His chest is broad and majestic, and he is invincible to anyone.
In fact, every fat man has potential, especially when he loses weight. If we say that half a year ago, Cheng Shijie was indeed a fat man. Although he was 1.85 meters tall, he weighed more than 240 kilograms. Although the eyes are not small, they appear not big because of the big face.
However, the problem is that Cheng Shijie's weight has dropped below 200 kilograms due to his busy schedule and heavy physical exertion. Although he is still a fat man, judging from his height, he is already considered slightly overweight.
At least his belly, which was originally as big as a pregnant woman's eight-month pregnancy, has basically disappeared.
Cheng Shijie spoke clearly and spoke well. Even Chen Zilong felt that Cheng Shijie was different from ordinary martial artists. He must have gone to school and read books. He had dabbled in hundreds of schools of thought. Although he was not good at it, he was very knowledgeable.
"Mr. Chen, Mr. Song, please move!"
"Move!"
Cheng Shijie said: "Master Sun Futai once told Cheng that Mr. Chen would come to southern Liaoning to use the climate in southern Liaoning to develop drought-resistant and cold-resistant seeds. In order to facilitate your research and life, Cheng specially prepared a Place! But it’s some night now, so please go into the city. Cheng will prepare a small amount of wine and please enjoy it.”
After a banquet, it was early the next morning.
Chen Zilong, including these young masters, started to get up, wash up, and have breakfast. They also started to leave the city. When they left the city, they had some troubles. As more civilians and military households carried hoes, chatting and laughing as they headed to the military fields outside the city, and a considerable number of migrant workers followed suit, the day's work began like this.
Since there were so many cultivated fields, they had to go back to the city to eat and delay traveling back and forth. Therefore, when they went to work outside the city, they had to make some temporary meals outside the city. Of course, they could only make do with it.
Cheng Shijie took Chen Zilong and his party to Zhenhai City. Zhenhai City was roughly located in the south-central part of Lampudian District of Dalian City in later generations. It was a coastal plain area with dense rivers and humid climate. Most importantly, the territory here was relatively Safety.
Just after leaving, Cheng Shijie's honor guard and escort moved forward. Wherever Cheng Shijie passed, military households and people were very enthusiastic.
"Cheng Shuai, Cheng Shuai..."
Many people flocked to the roadside, and some even waded into the water.
Chen Zilong frowned secretly when he saw this scene.
Cheng Shijie said: "You don't think these people are organized by me, do you?"
"Is not it?"
"It's really not!"
Cheng Shijie smiled bitterly and said: "No, I am most afraid of trouble. These people are so fanatical, it is really not a good thing!"
Of course the people are enthusiastic. Most of them have moved here from other places and belong to a hard-working people who are still in the stage of starting from scratch. They are simple and kind-hearted. They are extremely grateful to Cheng Shijie who provides them with food and land.
More people migrated from the coastal islands. They are all survivors among the more than four million people in Liaodong. Many of them, like Kong Youde and Shang Kexi, had their whole families killed by the slaves.
They saw that Cheng Shijie killed Jiannu in Jinshi Mountain and made rivers of blood flow. There were more than ten thousand corpses in Haizhou. Although the victory in Haizhou was originally picked up by Cheng Shijie, many Ning Navy officers also knew how this was a great victory. thing.
But the problem is that no one wants to believe the truth. Anyone who dared to mention the slaves to his family was adopted by God and froze to death. Ning Haijun's parents had the soles of their shoes ripped out.
"Those local tyrants and evil gentry are just slandering Marshal Cheng. Their seats are different from ours, and you guys are also following suit. Your conscience is eaten by dogs..."
Home is not an unreasonable place. All the people in Liaodong are willing to believe that Cheng Shijie beheaded more than 10,000 people and killed Jiannu so much that he fled in embarrassment...
Cheng Shijie regained the four states in southern Liaoning and allowed countless surviving people in Liaodong to return to their hometowns. Although Cheng Shijie did not return their fields to them, nor did he give them any benefits they could get. But they had great trust in Cheng Shijie.
Especially the bankbook in the hands of General Ning. In the eyes of many people, it means that Marshal Cheng has no money and borrowed money from Liaonan Bank. They are eating Marshal Cheng's food and still want money. Are they still human?
The people of the late Ming Dynasty were so simple.
When Cheng Shijie built Jinzhou Academy, he also gave each of the common people and military households participating in the construction a dou of food per day as usual. However, no one of these people went to receive the food. They would rather not receive the wages.
Although Cheng Shijie has a dedicated road construction team, there are also many ordinary people who finish working in the fields during the day and go to help at night...
When Cheng Shijie brought Chen Zilong and his party to Zhenhai City, these Jiangnan princes were dumbfounded. They looked at the shops that had been prepared in the city, ranging from all kinds of furs to rouge and gouache, as well as high-end products that Cheng Shijie had obtained from later generations. Cosmetics, perfumes, as well as various gold and silver jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and antiques seized from pirates and bandits.
There was a dazzling array of goods, food, drink, and entertainment. After learning that Cheng Shijie was going to harvest wool, Huang Long waved his hand and sent over four hundred Korean beauties and two hundred Japanese women. The only city in the south with a brothel.
Food and snack street.
Beauty street.
Clothing, shoes and hats street.
Fur street.
A street of cultural and antique items.
There is also an erotic service street...
Cheng Shijie looked at those young masters and felt sorry for them if he didn't make them bald.
Cheng Shijie also very considerately provided bank loan services. It doesn't matter if you run out of money. You can borrow money. The interest rate is not high, 20%. Is this considerate? relative……
PS: I haven’t updated quickly in the past two days. The author’s second grandfather passed away. The second grandfather was ninety-seven years old this year. Since the second grandfather’s son died early, the author’s father needed to help with the funeral, but his father has just completed the operation. After having his right lung removed, he cannot walk or get emotional. This matter can only be handled by the author. Yesterday, I was busy announcing the funeral and doing some chores. Today, I need to feed the cook, invite the mourners, and be a filial son at the wake. It would be outrageous for Lao Cheng to write in a notebook. I didn't take a break on New Year's Day, and I wouldn't have updated it if I didn't have to. I hope everyone will understand and keep reading. The harder I read, the less I recommend it. This is a vicious memorization cycle.
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