Chapter 340: Haidu, Khan, Han Yi, evacuating the government and building roads

Style: Historical Author: Ye YuWords: 2241Update Time: 24/01/12 12:10:02
In the 30th year of Zhenyuan, it was the sixth day of the seventh lunar month.

The grass is green on Qantao grassland.

To the north is Yinshan Mountain, and on Yinshan Mountain is the ancient Great Wall.

Today, the Great Wall has been built to the north of Houtao, almost approaching Ulan Batu.

Since cement bricks are used, there is no need to go through the trouble and time-consuming process of transporting bluestone bricks from the plains to the back set.

Cement is made into bricks, and cement is used to fix walls.

Convenient and fast.

To the south is the Yellow River.

At the narrowest point, there is a construction site where the first bridges of the front and rear sets are being built.

It will also become the first bridge on the upper reaches of the Yellow River.

There is Jiuyuan City to the south of the bridge under construction. The city is very lively. There are houses built around the city, there are also yurts, and business travelers gather here. Horses and camels can be seen everywhere.

This kind of scene of various ethnic groups living together can only be seen in this big city in the north of Saibei.

"I heard that there is a new khan in Meng Yuan. The previous khan, Haidu, was killed."

"The new khan is brother Alibu, the son of the former great khan Temujin."

Business travelers speaking Mongolian gathered together and talked about the Mongolian Yuan who is now in Ulan Batu, Northland.

One of them shouted loudly and said: "What bullshit Khan? The crown prince of my family is the Heavenly Khan!"

Others looked at the calling person, who was wearing fur clothes, and knew that this person was Teng Geer, a wealthy businessman in Jiuyuan City.

This person now not only owns a large farm in Ordo, but also has several coal mines.

Judging from the three large jade rings on his upper hand and the black wolf hair coat, you can tell that he must be rich.

"Yes, I also think that no one like Temujin can compare to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"If His Highness the Crown Prince hadn't put down Temujin, Kublai Khan, Meng Ge, etc., would we be able to live the good life we ​​have now?"

"In the past, we had to risk our lives and death to rob. Those idiots would rob sheep and people at every turn."

"Who dares to rob directly now?"

"This is illegal and you will be beheaded."

"The life we ​​lived before was worse than cattle and sheep."

"I'm scared every day."

"Look now, I'm riding a horse from Ordo to Ulan Tu, and I don't see anyone robbing me along the way."

"If this happened before, I wouldn't even be able to leave Ordo!"

In the small teahouse, there was once again a lot of discussion.

They are all talking about the hard days in the past, but they are very satisfied with the good days now.

Han Shizhong was sitting in the public room, reading the newspaper in his hand. He brushed his beard and said: "Your Highness is really wise and powerful. Now he has established an exchange in Vietnam in the southwest. After a long voyage, he brought back jade, There is countless gold, and now we are even bringing back high-yielding agricultural seeds.”

"It is written in the Di newspaper that starting from next year, sweet potatoes can be planted in Guanzhong first, and the year after that, they can be promoted to the north and south of the Yangtze River."

"The year after next, we will be able to get a few dozen kilograms in the Hetao area and start farming."

"It says, one acre of land costs several hundred kilograms."

Han Shizhong didn't think it was too exaggerated.

The data in the Di newspaper are always pretty much the same.

Wei Yuanzhong also nodded.

He stroked his beard happily.

"Yes, with these three high-yielding crops, starvation will never happen again in the future."

“It’s really God’s blessing!”

Han Shizhong put down his newspaper and asked again: "There is a big desert in the northwest of Houtao, and the wind and sand are relatively strong now."

"What His Highness means is that we should protect ourselves from wind and sand and prevent the desert from invading the land of Houtao."

"This project is quite big."

Wei Yuanzhong said: "Forefathers planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade. No matter how big the project is, we will still do it."

"It is now the third year, and there are more and more protective forests. In another seven years, with ten years of work, we will definitely be able to build a green Great Wall in the northwest!"

Han Shi nodded emphatically.

He continued: "Your Highness asked a certain person to promote short hair in the army. Originally, the soldiers trained every day and had to go to the construction site."

"It's really not suitable for long hair. Within a few days, it smells bad and there are lice."

"But my parents cut my hair short because of my bad health. It's hard to see my parents and family when I go back."

Wei Yuanzhong was born in Confucianism, and now he is working hard to learn new things, but he does not understand the promotion of short hair in the military.

"Yes, many soldiers are still reluctant. Their bodies and skin are affected by their parents, so they cut their hair short. It's like practicing hairdressing on behalf of others."

“It’s impossible to get everyone to cut their hair.”

Han Shizhong thought for a moment, stood up, and said, "Then let's start cutting hair from the general, the general, the deputy general, the captain, etc.!"

"Not to mention short hair, it's really convenient."

Wei Yuanzhong stood up and saluted Han Shizhong to express his admiration.

Generals such as Han Shizhong, Xin Qiji, and An Zijun are truly loyal to His Highness.

"We have been guarding the Hetao border for several years." Han Shizhong continued: "To the west of us is Ningxia Road, to the south is Longyou Road, and to the southeast are Shanxi Road and Hebei Road. However, there is no road control in our garrison area. Instead, it is governed by the Duhufu system. Because there are few Han people and many Hu people here, the court dare not act too hastily. In the past few years, we have promoted trade and agriculture, making the Hetao more vibrant. Now it is also time to remove the government and build roads, and establish Among the fifteen roads of Daqian, the system of roads, states, and counties was formed.”

Wei Yuanzhong did not expect that Han Shizhong would think so far. As a military general, he thought more and further than he, the Xuanfu envoy of the Anxi Protectorate, thought.

He immediately said: "Yes, it is true that the government should be removed and a road built. There is a Yunzhong County here. I think it can be called Yunzhong Road."

"What the prince thinks is really far-sighted, I admire you."

"In this way, you and I will write a memorial to invite His Highness the Crown Prince to remove the government and build a road, and form a notice for the road, state, and county."

"In this way, it will be more convenient to manage."

It has been promoting the national policy of great unity, great integration, and a great pattern between Han and Fan, and multiple ethnic groups are one family.

Now four years have passed.

In the Anxi Protectorate, party members have become a thing of the past.

Many wealthy party members have already migrated to the mainland, and ordinary people in the mainland, in order to survive, have migrated to the Anxi Protectorate, started business, or settled down to settle down, receiving some local compensation.

In order to prevent these places from becoming barbarians a hundred years later.

The two-way migration compensation policy adopted by Daqian.

If the Xixia people migrate to the inland, they will get part of the land. Then, if they engage in business, they will be directly exempted from taxes for the first five years.

Similarly, when people from the Central Plains arrive in Anxi Protectorate and other places, they can get a lot of land. If they do business locally and rent a shop for business, their taxes for the first five years will be directly exempted.

The Fan people entered the Central Plains, and the Central Plains people arrived in the northwest frontier to make a living.

Four years have passed.

In the border areas, the Central Plains and local residents have become integrated, that is, they are indistinguishable from each other.