Returning to Ji City, Mengchang was not familiar with the huge city lord's mansion and had only stayed there a few times.
But sleeping on the couch of this mansion, Mengchang felt particularly at ease. This was his mansion and his city, so this was his home.
Last night, there was a big banquet group and the old clans in the city. When they returned to the room, they had a long and stable sleep.
How long has it been since you slept like this?
Only with adequate sleep can you be energetic. The army that has rested for a few days does not need to brave the heavy snow to march to Qingyang Pass for the time being. The instructions given by Wen Taishi are that after the spring planting matters are handled at the beginning of spring, they will take the troops from the outer Beihai area. After receiving supplies of food and grass, they headed to Pingbo and Lincheng to join forces.
"Genong Yin, did the winter planting go well this year?"
In the meeting hall of the main palace, Yin Gehuai, a farmer from Mengcheng, stepped forward and handed over a general list of farmland and farming conditions in the city. After a brief first look, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the heavy snowfall the year before last was just an accident and not a natural disaster that lasted for many years. This year's autumn harvest and farming are both very good.
After the four cities of Mengdi were equipped with a large number of farm tools and stone mills, they mainly planted more cold-resistant wheat. Because of this, the bumper harvest of wheat brought better harvests to Mengdi. A good harvest means that more people can be supported. , Only with population can we have a future.
What followed was a process of dialogue and inquiry with many officials in Mengdi. Although the process was boring, every data and every form represented the slowly recovering vitality.
After handling these affairs, Meng Chang felt dizzy. It was just that the four cities of Meng were so strenuous for him. Thinking about Chonghou, and then thinking about Emperor Xin, with so many affairs entangled every day, it is no wonder that in history Faint kings appear frequently.
If you think about it carefully, it's no wonder that Li Longji is in trouble in his later years. Dealing with political affairs is too cumbersome. The more enlightened the king is, the more tired he becomes. After being suppressed for too long, he doesn't even have a holiday or retirement. Even an emperor can easily let himself go.
After people are overworked, they will become inert and want to relax their mind and body. This is true for strong soldiers, let alone the general public.
In detail, there are many things to do next.
Farming and mulberry planting is the top priority, related to people's lives at the moment, followed by fertility issues. In the future, there will be military training, animal husbandry, canal opening, water conservancy, urban expansion, sanitation, public security and legal system construction, etc., there are too many to mention. Counting the big categories makes one’s scalp numb.
When manpower is limited, even if you are a person with a strong bloodline and have far more energy than ordinary people, you are still too busy to deal with all these matters.
Mengchang dismissed the officials appointed by each clan under his sect, and sat alone in front of the desk, rubbing his brows, with countless construction problems in his mind.
With this thought, he sat quietly on the ground for a whole day without realizing it. When he got up, his calves were numb and quite uncomfortable. Well, among many things, he had to add carpentry work, which was also a blind spot in his knowledge. He knew that there was such a thing as a chair. , but there were priorities, and there was no time to deal with it, so I had to put it aside first, call Xin Ping, and ask him to arrange dinner and solve the problem of an empty stomach first.
Meng Chang has a good habit. Whenever he doesn't understand something, he likes to look for cases from experience summaries.
For things he has never experienced, the famous ministers and generals in history always have some clues to follow. For problems that he doesn't understand, there are always professionals in this world such as doctors, farmers, craftsmen, and orders to deal with them.
Leave professional matters to professionals!
It's just a pity that the Outer North Sea Territory didn't have much fame at first, and the accumulated foundation was not rich. Many talents came from the supply of clans, and they just relied on the governance of these clans, which were not very prosperous in population. A good strategy.
Talent, talent! But how can we discover talents, recruit talents, cultivate talents, and then let the right people do the right things?
"Lian Yong! Lian Yong!"
"Here you are, General, I'm here!"
Lian Yong, who was yawning and sleepy at the door, heard the master's voice and immediately ran in. He looked at the master in confusion, wondering what was going on at this late night.
"Lian Yong, please write down two things. Tomorrow morning, go to the three markets in the city and ask him to go to the three markets to cast three high platforms for me. The format will be according to the size of the altar, and the roofs will be added. They must be built in winter. Remind me when it’s finished.”
"The second thing is, early tomorrow morning, let all the major merchants in the city come to the Lord's Mansion to discuss matters, and let them know that there is something I want to entrust to you!"
After giving this order, Meng Chang felt a little tired. He got up and walked to the dormitory. Just looking at Lian Yong who was yawning again and again, he couldn't help but smile and ask again.
"Now that you and Xin Ping are both leaders of an army, why are you always guarding my door? Why don't you go get used to the new recruits in your army and spend more time with your two sons?"
"General, if you marry a wife and have children, Lian Yong will naturally stop guarding you. But General, you don't have a considerate person around you. Xin Ping and I can help the General more or less."
Meng Chang kicked him up and scolded Lian Yong with a smile. This bastard actually urged his mother to get married.
Lian Yong got out of the way nimbly and ran outside while saying: "Chang, you should think about it. You always say that you are still young, but when I was like you, I was already married. Your sister-in-law All pregnant."
"If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about General Deng. If you don't give an explanation for wandering around in the house for three days, who will dare to marry her? Are you willing to watch someone marry someone else's wife? ?”
Mengchang may not know that at least at that time in Zhucheng, when Mengchang was delaying Zhu Yan, General Deng ordered a large army in public as the mistress. If General Deng was not given a status, Lian Yong would not think so. fair.
Furthermore, now Mengchang is no longer a small person who relies on life and death to make his way out. He is more or less a powerful prince in Beihai and even Northern Xinjiang. His power is no different from that of the earl. The only one who may not be as good as the earl. It may be that he lacks a national title. At present, Mengchang does not have that qualification and is still one title short.
But no one doubts that Mengchang's future will stop at being a baron, becoming an uncle in the future, or even becoming a marquis. That is very possible. If the frequency of battles is higher, when Chonghou Hu gets old...
Therefore, the heir should have been put on the agenda long ago.
Regarding Deng Chanyu's question, Meng Chang was a little entangled. He didn't know what he was struggling with, but he still felt uneasy in his heart. Maybe he was not as confident as everyone thought.
"Take it slow, at least... wait until Beihai settles down. I know this."
Hearing this, Lian Yong was happy. As long as he had an accurate time, the old man jumped out of the main house and went to knock on the door of Zao Ling's house all night.
Nai Weng is in a very good mood. You all got up at night and went to the toilet. I can't sleep, and you can't sleep well either.
Dealing with political affairs was more troublesome than military affairs. Meng Chang lay down tiredly and looked at the new seal after joining the title in his mind: Fa Tian Xiang Di, alone and independent from other seal systems, a little silent.
It seems that some logic has emerged, but it has yet to be confirmed!
Perhaps, if he goes to Beihai again after the beginning of spring, he will understand something.
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In the early morning, the commander with a tired face and a resentful look came to the city commander and issued the "top priority" that General Lian Yong said last night.
Numerous merchants also walked towards the main palace on the ground that had just begun to show frost, still complaining non-stop about the man who was bothering them late at night.
When everyone gathered, Meng Chang had already been waiting in the meeting hall of the mansion for a long time.
"Gentlemen, please excuse me early in the morning. I'm going to excuse you all. I'll give you some rough wheat food and meat soup. You guys should eat first and put some food in your stomach. Don't worry about business right now. We'll talk about it later."
A bowl of hot soup enters the stomach. It is full of oil and salt, and there are oily flowers floating on the surface of the soup. When you take a sip, you will exhale a long and comfortable white breath, dispelling the winter chill.
After eating a few mouthfuls of wheat and grass, the merchants present here also looked much kinder to this kind lord, unlike when they were a little defensive when they entered the house.
The Lord is a kind man. Although he is asking for help, under the order, can they, merchants and traders, refuse? But an early meal has already shown the master's attitude. He is very precise in asking for help, and he has achieved the best posture in terms of etiquette.
"There is something I want to ask you for. It's not difficult. All you need to do is help Meng Chang spread a general order when you go north and south after the new year."
"My lord, you are too polite. Just give me your orders. If we useless people can help in any way, we should give you our fullest support."
Mengchang nodded, took out a bamboo slip in his hand, and handed it to Xin Ping: "This document is a recruitment order written by Mengchang. The required requirements have been listed here. You may wish to advertise it widely when doing business in the future. Then, tell the ambitious people from the four frontiers to come and help us, Meng, live in a prosperous age."
"Xin Ping, please tell me in detail."
"promise!"
"A man from the Meng family in Beihai issued an edict to the sages in the four frontiers: Since ancient times, the king has been appointed to be the leader of the local renaissance. Has there ever been a virtuous gentleman to rule the country with him? To find virtuous people, he never went out of Luxiang. How lucky are we to meet each other? The people above are asking for their ears. Today there are still four barbarians in the world, and the Meng Dynasty has just emerged. This is the time when we are in urgent need of talents."
"Yi Yin was born in the kitchen, and sweet dishes were sent to Xiao Yi. Today, there are no servants who are buried. Do you think there is anyone who hides in the wilderness and fails to achieve his ambition?"
"The second and third sons, their assistants, I am humble and humble, and only those who are talented can be promoted. Anyone with a skill in the world, including farmers, craftsmen, scholars, doctors, medicine practitioners, divination, and qi practitioners, etc., who are on the fifteenth level, can ascend to Xin Meng." The three golden pedestals in the city fully display their talents and show their ability to appoint talents to Meng. Those who are talented should be recommended to the men of the Meng family for royal service."
"Returning from all over the world, all the talented people have gathered together to join in the prosperous era of great business!"
All the merchants and merchants were in an uproar. They were merchants and had traveled all over the country for so many years. They had never heard of such a thing. Meng wanted to discover savages, slaves and other ordinary people as officials? Or do you want to recruit all the virtuous people in the world to Beihai and Mengdi?
It sounds a bit rebellious at first, but the ambition and courage in Meng's man's heart are really broad, and people can't help but feel excited.
Yes, Yi Yin used to be just a cook, hiding in the wild, isn't he just a savage? As for who Fu said? Xu Mi's disciples, these three are all wise and famous ministers of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. They can go to the Yin and Shang kings to serve. How many capable and righteous people are there in the world? Why can't we go to Mengdi?
If all the talented people in the world can be discovered in Mengdi, then...
Everyone here is basically a businessman in Mengdi. They originated here and their wealth and life depend on this. Mengdi is now prosperous after the war. The exciting triumphal ceremony a few days ago has just ended. These people are worried that it is difficult to make a living for Mengdi with just a meager amount of wine. Dedicate yourself to your passion.
The Lord's entrustment at this time made the merchants very excited. Finally, there was a time for them to show their talents.
"My lord, this matter is very simple. It is just a rumor in the four frontiers. I have traveled all over the country in the past years, and what I have heard is incredible. It's just that... my lord is so high-profile, I am afraid that Chonghou and the king will be jealous."
"Don't you see, Ji Bohou from the Western Zhou Dynasty?"
Someone who was awake raised the issue, and everyone woke up one after another and expressed their opinions. Some supported those who secretly spread the order seeking talents, while others suggested that the Lord first search for information about talents and then visit them one by one.
Mengchang ignored it. Life was short. Being a god might muddy the waters, but the war between Shang and Zhou was inevitable. Northern Xinjiang was in such a bad state now. What else did he have to take care of? Plus this trip to Jizhou , the recognition and endorsement of the king and Chonghou, Mengchang wanted to give it a bold try.
Try the courage of the nobles and leaders of Guizhou in this world, and also try it, these ancient pre-Qin people have some blood and talent.
Without these talented people, how could he make Mengdi prosperous by himself?
After the discussion was over, all the merchants left the main mansion one after another.
"Quickly, prepare the goods for me and go to the market to scavenge supplies. Nai Weng is going to Donglu to sell goods."
"Father, winter is about to begin. If you don't have a good rest at home, what business are you doing at this time?"
"Hmph, how do you know, Mr. Shu, what I and your lord have in mind? The way to do business is to be able to live in rare goods. The heavier the snow, the easier it is to sell charcoal. Meng's land is in ruins and waiting for prosperity. He is no more than a merchant, and he has no ability to march. , and I have no strategy to govern the country. If I can find talents for the Lord as soon as possible, it will be considered as my best."
This year, the heavy snow fell for the first time. Countless businessmen, big and small, went against the norm and braved the heavy snow to spend time in Daizong. Some went to the bitter cold land of Liaodong, and some went south to Donglu, Chaoge, and Southern Xinjiang. There were also many people, Head towards Binzhou and Xiqi.
Just like when they first made their fortune, they accumulated wealth in the bitter cold. Only this time, they are no longer running for a living, but have a heavy mission in their arms.
There is no fighting in these chapters, which is too bland, but it highlights some core issues. What exactly the protagonist wants to do is a personal idea. In troubled times, killing everyone by one person is not the solution to the problem. The only way to solve the problem is to kill. To stop killing, what really digs into its roots is to challenge the old era from the basic system and ideology. This is what makes those monsters, snakes, gods, and nobles afraid.
(End of chapter)
