The wardrobe mirror illuminated by bright candlelight is so bright that it reflects every detail of the entangled vines and trees.
Xiao Yi retracted his gaze and suppressed all the thoughts in his heart.
Turning to look at the bronze mirror, I saw that the beauty's hair on the temples was like clouds of clouds. Her bright and charming face looked like a drunken fairy concubine. Her beautiful neck was covered with a thin layer of water and sweat, reflecting the candlelight. Yingguang.
The young lady Hua Xin held her neck high, her eyebrows raised, she opened her beautiful eyes slightly, her voice was surprisingly smooth and charming, and she said, "Your Highness, my legs are a little sore."
If this continues, my legs will no doubt be aching and my feet will be numb.
Xiao Yi whispered: "Then let's go to the back room to talk."
Murong Xueyuan's face was slightly startled. Before she could respond, she was stunned for a moment and let out an unconscious grunt. It was obvious that the person had pulled away and left, so she couldn't help but curse.
Xiao Yi handed over a handkerchief and said in a low voice: "After all, this is a bitter cold place. If possible, we encourage those who are able to move to Hebei Road as much as possible."
"This can also alleviate the contradictions of uneven resource distribution caused by too much population. Baoding Customs has been fully liberalized, and travel between the two places is free."
Xiao Yi naturally wanted to repatriate the people, and also wanted to resettle them in another place to reduce the population base of the Yan people in Andong.
Murong Xueyuan's gorgeous jade cheeks were as red as blood. When she saw the handkerchief in Xiao Yi's hand, her heart skipped a beat. She cursed secretly and took out a handkerchief...
Xiao Yi didn't say much, but after a while, he carried Murong Xueyuan directly to the bed and said seriously: "Besides, the local roads still need to be repaired."
Murong Xueyuan folded up the handkerchief, threw it aside, glanced to the side, and said in a charming voice: "We are already repairing it. If you want to be rich, you must build roads first. I didn't understand it before. Now look at Daqian, His Highness's words , is really a good quote for governing a country.”
Xiao Yi looked at the beauty condescendingly, and when he came closer, his voice suddenly became a little lower, and he said: "This is natural. After the road is built, the distance and time from the Duhu Mansion to various places are shortened. You can get to Shanhaiguan in one day. At this speed, we can handle it." Lots of surprises.”
Murong Xueyuan lowered her beautiful eyes, but her heart felt shy and happy. She snorted unconsciously and said, "Your Highness, I...I want to build a cement factory here in Anton."
Xiao Yi said: "Okay."
Murong Xueyuan's voice was a little joyful, but she couldn't help but twist her delicate body.
However, Xiao Yi's expression paused and he said: "Since the world is unified, the Han and Tibetan families are related. If we have them in Daqian, we should also have them in the Anton Governor's Mansion."
Murong Xueyuan was naturally moved.
The Anxi Protectorate, Anbei Protectorate, and Andong Protectorate, these three protectorates manage the four barbarian lands in the North.
And in the past two years.
Murong Xueyuan can see the development of the Northland for all to see.
Although she was trying her best to govern the Anton Protectorate, she, the original princess of the Yan Kingdom, suppressed all the shackles in Yan and led everyone to work hard to develop.
However, this was still inseparable from the guidance of Prince Xiao Yi, and the issuance of Prince Xiao Yi's edict, which tilted the national policy of the Anton Protectorate.
Xiao Yi hugged Murong Xueyuan now, and his eyes gradually returned to calm.
Murong Xueyuan was slightly breathy. Under her willow eyebrows, her red phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. She didn't speak for a long time. After a while, there was a hint of shame in her voice and she said delicately: "In the past two years in the Anton Governor's Mansion, under the leadership of Your Highness, Under his guidance, it has developed relatively quickly, and the people are working hard, and everyone wants to live a good life."
"I believe that in the future, this place will definitely be a prosperous place in Daqian."
Xiao Yi hugged Murong Xueyuan, his palms were changing, and he said in a warm voice: "This is natural. In the future, any place near the sea will develop rapidly."
"The geographical advantages of places such as the northwest and Tubo are far inferior to those of Andong. It is bounded by the Xing'an Mountains to the north, the plains to the south, and the coast of the Bohai Sea to the east. It is a Xingling land."
"In addition, under the management of Anton and you, a heroine, Daqian will naturally become a prosperous place in the future."
Murong Xueyuan leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms. For some reason, she felt an indescribable joy in her heart. Perhaps compared to the past when she turned around and left, embracing each other today was undoubtedly a little more tender.
It even gave her the illusion of being a couple.
Listening to the rare sweet words in my ears, my heart surged with sweetness and...satisfaction, and I felt that all the efforts were worth it.
In this life, I will live up to Bei Yan and live up to you.
Xiao Yi stayed in the Andong Protectorate for a month to consult the government, and determined the establishment of Tianjin Wei's wharf, cement factory, and then also determined the establishment of major factories such as lumber mills, textile mills, and blast furnace ironmaking plants.
This would also allow the people in the land of Anton to find a job without having to enter the customs and travel long distances to the mines.
Xing'anling is considered a primeval forest. There are a lot of poplar trees here, and it is also a good place for wood production.
Of course, while logging, we must also plant trees to ensure that there is also a protective forest in the Northeast.
Leave resources for sustainable development to future generations.
Until after the Mid-Autumn Festival in August.
Xiao Yicai left the Anton Protectorate.
Went to the southeast.
In Suzhou, I saw the largest wharf in Daqian and the first and longest bridge in Daqian.
Finally, he set off back to the capital.
The five main roads in Daqian are almost completely paved, and three have been put into use.
These workers will have to move to other places.
As the economy develops, people also have some money in their hands, and the working class grows.
Daqian's real estate has also ushered in a lot of room for development.
The capital is being expanded, and six-story cement buildings are being built. These are the residences of those who have no money but need them.
After all, people who have a little bit of money are also more particular and don't want anyone to live on top of their heads.
The civilian use of cement has slowly replaced wooden piles and timber construction, and is also improving the environment of Daqian.
At the very least, the pace of felling has slowed.
Soil erosion is smaller.
There is also the civilian use of charcoal, which has also reduced the demand for firewood in many places.
In the past, every mountain and forest had its owner.
Cutting after autumn every year can almost make a mountain forest bare.
People need to keep warm and make fires to cook.
With coal, briquettes, and a stove, it is much more convenient than firewood.
When Xiao Yi returned to the capital, it was already the ninth month of golden autumn.
The autumn harvest of the twenty-eighth year of Zhenyuan also began.
This year, several more farm tools have been added, including mechanical threshing, which makes harvesting rice much more convenient. You can collect the rice before the autumn rain.
